TW: grinding, degration, dom/sub (kinda), sloppy and desperate reader
Word count: 638
"Stop complaining" he warns, keeping a painful grip on your hips. "You wanted to be stupid, and now you'll pay for it." He snaps, roughly grinding your hips down against his metal thigh.
You whine in a mix of pain and odd pleasure, gripping his shoulders tight enough that your knuckles turned white. "Ultron- please..." You sob, lazily dragging your hips along the metal plating on his leg, coating the already shining metal in your glistening juices.
A dark chuckle rumbles through his chest, lowering his head so his cold lips were against your ear. "So do you apologize, little one? Hm?" He asks in a condescending voice, keeping his hands lazily placed on your hips to 'help'.
"N-no." You say in a shaky voice, burying your head in the crook of his neck. You're so desperate to cum, but this isn't enough. You couldn't help it, you were needy and wanted some much needed relief.
He raised a brow, his smirk turning into a scowl. "Fine. You wanna waste my time and be a brat? Then you'll be treated like one." He says coldly before yanking you against his chest and back again, roughly grinding your clit across his cold, metal thigh.
A mix between a sob and a moan escapes your lips, your mouth parted in pleasure and allowing a slew of beautiful sounds to escape from your throat.
"Come on, you were so desperate before, put in the work." He says in a demanding voice, enunciating every syllable. You open your mouth to respond, only letting out a choked moan however its turned into a yelp when he slaps your thigh hard enough to bruise. "Now!"
You let out a frustrated cry and begin grinding your hips without his assistance, desperate for release even if its without help. Ultron's scowl turns into a satisfied smirk, leaning back on the couch and stretching his arms over the back, no longer giving you any assistance. "There.. Was that so hard?" He asks in a teasing manner, looking down at you with an amused expression at the sight of your desperation.
"You mortals are pathetic, you know that?" He asks with a sinister smirk, gently lifting your chin with his forefinger to look at him. You just nod, not even processing his insult.
"C-can I cum..?" you ask in a slurred voice, a dribble of saliva slipping out your parted lips and sliding down your chin. He smirks, not caring that the droplet gets on his hand. "It's hardly been five minutes" He scolds. "You really could hardly last this long?"
You quickly shake your head, your slick covering the inside of your thighs. "P-please.." You beg, panting like a dog.
He smirks, gently placing a hand on your hips, kneading the soft flesh. "Do you apologize for interrupting me?"
"Yes! Yes!" You scream, starting to cry.
He chuckles, playfully slapping your ass.
"Go."
You let out a sigh of relief soon replaced by a strangled scream of pleasure, grinding your hips along his thigh as quickly as possible, your clip dragging across the now warm metal of his thigh. "Thank you! T-thank you!" You sob, soaking his thigh.
Your body spasms in pleasure, all your pent up energy and need finally released. Ultron watches with a satisfied smirk, enjoying seeing you completely crumble.
Your body slowly relaxes and you instantly collapse against his chest, tears streaming down your face. Ultron gently takes a hold on your jaw, lifting your head to look at him. You look perfect: a complete mess, saliva slathered across your chin, tears coating your cheeks and that beautiful dazed look in your eyes.
He hums in satisfaction, a mischievous smirk plastered on his face seeing how exhausted you are... But he knows he can push you farther.
It was lonely waiting for Slade to come home. You sat quietly in your cage waiting for him to come home and reward you for being suck a good pet. You tried to pass the time but there wasn't exactly much to do, you just laid there staring at the door waiting for him to return.
After what seemed like an eternity you heard the door unlock. You practically sprang up from your blankets as you watched the door swing open. As soon as he walked in he looked over at you with a smile, amused at how excited you were. You were pressed as far forward as you could against the cage trying to get as close as you could to him.
“Did my pet have a good day?” “Yes Daddy.”
He smirked and walked over to the cage holding the key in hand, kneeling down to see your pretty face. “Would you like to come out?” He asked, twirling the key in his hand. “Yes please” “please what?” “Please may I come out Daddy?” He slowly placed the key in the lock maintaining eye contact and suddenly stopped.
“I don't know if you deserve to come out after that little slip up, maybe we should leave you in here for a few more hours.” He said as he slowly took the key out of the lock. “No Daddy please! I stayed in here all day I've been a good girl! Please Daddy I’ll be good! Please Daddy!”
“Such a needy slut.” He said with a smirk. “Well, I suppose you can come out for a few minutes, Daddy needs help relaxing anyway.” He unlocked the cage door and slowly opened it.
You instantly sprang out and wrapped your hands around his neck, giving him a sloppy kiss, his beard tickling your face. He wrapped his fingers around your collar pulling you closer earning a small moan from you in return. “You look so pretty wearing that, my precious little pet.”
He slapped your thigh giving you a simple instruction which you quickly followed, wrapping you legs around his waist he stood up holding your thighs tight enough to leave a bruise.
He walked over to the bedroom and threw you onto the bed, quickly moving to your neck sucking and biting at your skin. You let out small whine as he leaves a trail of dark hickeys down your neck, leaving bitemarks on your shoulder.
He sits up and hooks his finger in the loop of your collar, roughly pulling you up. "Clothes off, princess" He says coldly and your hands are instantly on his shirt, ripping off his clothes and tossing them to the ground s he looks down at you with an amused expression.
You run your hands over his chest, feeling the muscles and scars that litter his abdomen, your mouth watering. Your hands fly down to his belt but he quickly grabs you by your collar, roughly pulling you back. "Wha-" "Did I say yes?" He asks roughly with a cocky smirk on his face. You let out a whine, hitting his chest. "please!" You whine, trying to grab his belt gain.
His smirk instantly fades when you don't listen and without warning he pushes you back on to the bed and flips you over on to your hands and knees, shoving your head into the sheets.
"What did I say?" He snapped, grabbing the back of your collar and shoving your head into the pillows. "You wanna keep bein' a brat? Then I'll treat you like one." You whine and try to sit up but his rm doesn't budge. "I'm sorry- I'm sorry, Daddy- please!" You cry, rubbing your ass against his bulge, desperate for stimulation.
Slade scoffs at your disobedient act, chuckling at the pathetic desperation. "huh, you really need Daddy's cock that badly, sweetheart?" He teases, pressing his front against your back to keep you stuck under him. All you can do is nod and let out a pathetic whimper. "Yes.." You say quietly in a pathetic voice.
He smirks and gives your ass a firm smack. "My needy pet" He says in a mocking voice and easily pulls his belt off in one quick motion and tosses it to the floor, freeing his throbbing cock. He runs the tip through your drenched pussy, dragging it over your clit. You whine and try to push your ass against him, desperate to be filled. "Please!" You whine.
"Needy pet"
He grabs his cock and positions it against your entrance, instantly bottoming out. You moan out in pleasure at the sudden feeling, your walls painfully stretched out around his cock.
He doesn't go easy on you, thrusting as fast and as tough as possible, keeping one hand on the back of your neck and one on the flesh of your hip. "Ow- D-daddy-" You whine, not sure if you can handle it. "Shut it" He snaps, giving you a hard smack on the ass. "Youve been a bad girl, do I want a bad pet? huh?" He asks, practically folding you in half.
You quickly shake your head. "N-no" You say quietly, you mind going blank as his cock brushes against just the right spot. "Oh- daddy!" You moan, pressing your face into the pillow to suppress a whine. He smirks, giving your ass a final hard smack.
"Do you think you deserve to cum? Hm? Youve been such a brat and I don't tolerate bad pets." He grabs your collar and pulls your face out of the pillow, bottoming out in you so you cant go far. "Answer me, honestly" He growls. You know you don't, you know you cant disobey him and most of all, you're desperate. "n-no.. " You answer honestly, involuntarily clenching around him.
He smirks, a chuckle rumbling in his chest. "That's a good girl." He says and pushes your shoulders back down on to the bed. "However, you still have to work for it. You were still a bad girl, weren't you?" He asks with a sadistic smirk. You let out a whine in annoyance that you wont feel his thick fingers against your clit but you move your hand down, pressing your thin fingers against your puffy clit, waiting for his command.
"I don't know.. I kinda like seeing you like this" He says quietly, running his hands along your sides. You let out a frustrated whine, tearing up from frustration. He chuckles at your rection, looking down at you with a mock sympathetic expression. "Aww, did I make my pet cry? How could I say no to such a pitiful sight." He says with a smirk, giving your hips a gentle squeeze.
"Go"
Your fingers instantly rub your clit as quick as possible as he starts thrusting into your drenched cunt again. You let out a string of lewd moans as his thick cock slides against your velvety walls, filling you just right. "Daddy- please" You say quietly. That's all he needs to hear.
"Cum" he says roughly. You scream out in pleasure as your orgasm crashes into you, the combination of your fingers and his thick cock making you see stars. "Thank you!" You cry, convulsive in his hold as you milk his cock, covering him in your juices.
You let out a final, shaky moan and go limp, only held up by his arms. He finishes with a few final thrusts and shoots his thick cum against your cervix, letting out a guttural groan as he finishes. "Fuck-"
He slowly pulls out of you, catching his breath and gently rubbing your back. "Good girl" He says in a hoarse voice, watching the mix of cum drip out of you which he quickly shoves back in with his fingers, making sure it stays in you pretty little cunt.
"Tha..Thank you, Daddy.." You say in an exhausted voice, collapsing on to the bed bellow him. He looks down at your sweaty, battered body with a satisfied smirk, gently running his hands along your thighs. "That's my good pet"
The leader of the Titans has a crush on a certain new recruit ;)
TW: afab reader, unprotected sex, p in v, slight praise, cunnilingus, aftercare, lovey sex
Word count: 1.6k
Being the newest member to the Titans was wonderful. Everyone was so nice and treated you like family. Well, all except for a certain someone.
Sure Robin was nice when he had to be, he wasn't exactly 'rude' but he wasn't the best either. Very brass and tactical, but you didn't mind. You could tell he was a good person, you always could. It was one of the pros of having psychic abilities.
You knew that he had a crush on you but you never brought it up to him. If he knew that you were picking up on his thoughts and emotions he wouldn't be happy, but it filled your stomach with butterflies anyway.
After a long day you went back to your room and started getting ready for some much needed rest. The mission drained everyone on the team, especially Robin who would've been shot if you hadn't predicted it. You were just happy he was safe.
The minute you got back to the tower you quickly shed your outfit and collapsed on to your bed with a sigh of relief. Just as you were starting to relax you heard a knock on the door, though you already knew who it was. You could sense him from a mile away. "Come in" You say happily and sit up on the bed.
As expected Robin slowly walks into your room but his stoic expression instantly faulters when he sees you in the underclothes of your uniform. They fit you perfectly. He quickly pulled himself together, or at least attempted to. "Uh- Y/N. I just wanted to thank you, for today" He says after a moment, averting his gaze.
You cant help but smile. You could see right through him.
"No problem, Robin" You say happily, getting up and walking towards him. You could practically hear his thoughts screaming. He couldn't help but stare, though he quickly tried to cover it up.
"Yeah, well, thank you.." He says with small smile. He clears his throat and stumbles back towards the door, trying to return to his semi-professional state. "Uh, I'll see you in the morning"
Your smile falters slightly as he goes to leave. Its now or never. "Robin"
He pauses and slowly turns back to you "yes-"
Before he could even finish you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss, running your fingers through his hair. His eyes widen in shock and just stands there, frozen before slowly wrapping his arms around you and returning the kiss. You cant help but smile against him.
After a moment you slowly pull away, looking up at him with a hopeful and nervous expression. "Rob..?"
Without warning he pulls you back into a rough and passionate kiss to which you happily return. He pulls away with a smirk on his face, resting his forehead against yours. "Yes?"
You stare up at him with a surprise expression, catching your breath from the sudden passionate gesture. "Uhm..I.." Your mind goes blank, you didn't even know what your next step was.
His lips turns up into a cocky smirk, bringing a hand up to cup your cheek. "What? Cant even form a sentence now?" He teases, causing a blush to spread across your face. He chuckles and slowly pulls you back into a kiss. "Don't worry, its cute"
He runs his tongue over your bottom lip and you instantly part your lips, letting his tongue explore your mouth. He brings his spare hand up and tangles it into your hair, giving it a gentle tug, causing you to let out a small moan. He smirked against the kiss and pulled your head back to gain access to your neck. "Enjoying yourself, princess?"
All you can do is nod, wrapping your hands around him for support. He hums in satisfaction and latches on to your pulse, leaving a trail of hickeys along your sensitive skin. He quickly slide a hand up your shirt and on to your breast and looks at you with a gentle expression, subtly asking to continue. You quickly nod and pull him towards your bed.
You fall onto the soft mattress of the bed, Robin quickly on top of you and instantly pulls off your shirt, tossing it to the side. He stares down at you with awe and slowly tugs at your bra strap. You nod and sit up, letting him unclasp your bra and toss it to the floor. "God, you're beautiful" He mutters and his lips are instantly on your nipples, sucking away at the sensitive area.
You instantly throw your head back and lay back on the bed, your hands tangling in his hair. "Robin- please" You whine, bucking your hips up towards him in hopes of getting some form of friction. He nods and sits up with a pleased smirk on his face. "So needy" He teases and unbuttons your pants, pulling them off with ease.
He looks down at you, his eyes filled with desire as he quickly takes his shirt off, tossing it onto the pile of discarded clothes next to the bed. He stands up and quickly takes his own pants off, his bulge looking even more delectable with just the thin boxers.
Robin quickly climbs on top of you and hooks his finger on the hem of your panties, looking up at you for permission one last time before he went to far. You nod, grabbing his wrists and helping him pull the last bit of clothing off of you. "please"
That's all he needs to hear. He instantly pulls off the soft pair of panties, revealing your already dripping center. He lets out a shaky sigh and is instantly on you. He throws your legs over his shoulders, lapping up your pussy like he hasn't eaten in days.
You instantly bring a hand to cover your mouth, suppressing a needy moan. He hums in satisfaction against you, only adding to your pleasure. His tongue moves to your clit, sucking away at the sensitive bud. You let out a muffled cry, gripping the sheets with your spare hand. He smirks against you and slowly inserts two fingers into you, his slender fingers slowly curling up to hit just the right spot.
"Rob- please-" You whine, you're so close, but your pleasure is short lived when he slowly lowers your hips back on to the mattress and pulls his fingers out of your dripping cunt. You instantly whine, propping yourself up on you elbows. "Come on!" You cry, watching him lick his fingers clean with that same satisfied smirk on his face.
"Relax" He says and gently pushes you back on to the bed. "You'll get what you want." He quickly pulls his boxers down, finally freeing his leaking cock. Just the sight makes your mouth water. He pumps it a few times, looking down at you with a smug smirk. "Enjoy the view?"
He gently places his hands on your hips and lines himself up with your entrance, slowly pressing the tip in. Your eyes instantly seal shut as he slowly sheaths his cock inside you, bottoming out with ease from the prep.
He places his hands beside your head, propping himself up over you and peppering your neck with a row of sloppy kisses as he begins his thrusts. You moan in pleasure as his cock bullies its way inside you, how it hits every spot. The nights you spent pretending your fingers were his was nothing compared to this.
"Robin" You moan, clawing at his back and leaving little crescent shaped marks on his skin. He groans and hides his face in your neck, letting you hear his desperate and lust filled whimpers perfectly.
His pace slowly speeds up, his thrusts becoming rougher. He gently entangles his hand in your hair to ground himself, crashing his lips against yours in a sloppy kiss.
All you can do is moan and writhe in pleasure, the feeling of his cock turning your thoughts to mush, he can tell you're close by the way your hips sloppily meet his thrusts.
He brings a hand down to your clit, rubbing quick, rhythmic circles, causing you to throw your head back in pleasure. "Fuck" You moan in pleasure and dig your nails into his back, drawing a slight amount of blood but neither of you care in the slightest.
"Rob- Robin!" Your back arches in pure pleasure and scream his name like a prayer as your release hits you, your velvety walls milking his cock. He gives you just enough time to ride out your high before quickly pulling out of you and cumming on to your stomach, groaning in pleasure as he pumps the last few drops out of his cock.
He opens his eyes and looks down at your body: sweaty, hickeys covering your neck and collar with his cum painted beautifully on your stomach. He smirks and leans down, giving yo one last kiss before falling to your side. "Satisfied, princess?" He asks, propping himself up on his elbow to look down at you.
You nod with a tired smile, still catching your breath. "Very.." You smile and lean up to give him a kiss before laying next to him and resting your head on his chest. He wraps his arm around you, gently tracing small shapes on your back while covering you two in one of the scattered blankets.
He looks don at you with a grateful smile, giving you a final kiss atop the head before falling asleep with you in his arms. His girl.
Peter was always a good study-buddy, and who else would have helped you study sex ed but him?
In reality it started so innocent: a simple tutoring after school.. That was a few months ago. Now a days it's much more interesting.
When you arrived at Peters apartment after school with a book bag he just assumed it was the usual books. Not today.
Peters face was pressed into the pillow with his ass in the air, it was a pathetic sight, only made worse by the strap on sliding in and out of his tight little ass.
He moaned out in pleasure only for you to push his head harder against the soft sheets.
"Oh, enjoying yourself, pretty boy?"
He let's out a whimper and tried to nod, his head spinning with pain and pleasure.
"Y-yes, ma'am" he said in a strained voice, trying to keep as quiet as possible.
"Shh shh. Be a good boy and keep quiet. Wouldn't want aunt May to see her perfect boy like this" you say as you thrust as deep as possible, giving his cock a hard squeeze with your free hand. "Would we now?" You ask in a sickeningly sweet voice.
"No, m-ma'am.."
"Good boy"
You say with a smirk and quicken your thrust, you don't even care if you cum, just seeing him bent over like a bitch in heat is good enough.
"Do you want to cum?" You ask, gently biting his earlobe. "Y-yes!" He pants out "p-please, ma'am? C-can I!" He asks between your rough thrusts.
How could you possibly say no to him while he's being so polite?
With your command his hand instantly travels down to his cock, stroking himself off as quickly as possible.
It really is a pathetic sight, one that you love.
You continue your rough pace, leaving him a whining mess under you. You roll your eyes at his lack of control and wrap your arms around his neck, putting him into a headlock as you fuck him. "Stay. Quiet." You say firmly.
His breath hitches but he nods. Such a good boy. So obedient.
"I-I'm cum-" he doesn't even have time to finish his sentence before he comes all over his hand and bedsheets, letting out a string of strangled curses and moans.
Your thrusts slowly come to a halt as he comes down from his high.
"You did so good.. But" you slowly intertwine his fingers in his curly hair.
Okay but...Crosshair helping you while you're having a nightmare? Yes. Pure fluff!
Word count: 550
Crosshair would never, never, admit that he'd grown fond of the resident medic for their squad. He was always distant aside from when he absolutely had to be slightly caring. Tonight was one of those nights.
Crosshair had developed somewhat of a soft spot for you. Even though he was always brash and cold, you still put up with him. He secretly appreciated it.
You were stuck bunking with Crosshair on the recent reconnaissance mission, you didn't mind, you enjoyed his company. Most of the time. The small tents had been set up on the remote planet the Batch had landed on and you climbed into yours; Crosshair already laying on the uncomfortable mat with his usual grumpy expression. You smiled, despite him being annoyed you always found it humorous.
You laid down next to him, placing your gear off to the side and let out a sigh. The day was rough, exhausting even. You never liked tagging along on these kinds of missions. You weren't the violent type, you were a medic for makers sake.
You eventually fell asleep while Crosshair stayed awake like his usual, paranoid self. He stared up at the ceiling of the tent when he was pulled from his thoughts by a small noise. A quiet voice next to him: you.
He turned his head, a confused expression on his face but his expression softened slightly when he saw the outline of your face in the darkness. You were shifting in your sleep with a scared and vulnerable expression on your face, even letting a few words fell from your lips. He sighed: another nightmare.
He tried to close his eyes and ignore you, he shouldn't care this much. You were an adult.. but it was you. He sighed before looking back at your pained expression in the dark tent before slowly wrapping his arm around your shoulder, pulling you against him so your head rested on his chest.
He gently squeezed your shoulder and reached hand over, gently caressing your head and running his fingers through your hair. He would never act like this if you were awake, he wouldn't be caught dead like this. But he did secretly enjoy it.
"Its alright, I'm here" He said quietly, gently brushing through your tussled hair with his slender hand. Even in your unconscious state, your mind still processed it. Your body relaxed, becoming less tense. Your face slowly relaxed, turning to a calm expression once more.
You shifted slightly, nuzzling against him for comfort. His breath hitched as you pressed against him but after a moment he relaxed, slowly moving his hand through your hair again.
"Shh.. Its okay" He says quietly. He never liked seeing you in pain or having to witness your nightmares, but he wouldn't mind helping you through another one again.
afab reader, soft sex, inexperienced Vincent, riding, praise, all around fluffy lovey sex <3
Vincent was something special: introverted, artistic, romantic, though not many people saw that besides you of course. But you were grateful for that. He treated you like a goddess, always putting you first, making sure you were happy and loved. But he always wanted to give you more, something more passionate, but he never quite could.
Vincent was passionate for sure but he never really knew how to satisfy you. Sure he's heard about crappy one night stands from Bo but that's hardly love, but, that's well...Bo.
You knew Vincent wanted to try, wanted to make you happy and satisfied like he'd read about and been told but every time he got his hands on you he would eventually back off, embarrassed and somewhat ashamed.
It wasn't his fault, he just didn't know the right way, but that was okay. Who are you to not teach him? After all, he deserves the world after everything he's done for you, why not give him a hand?
Bo had left for the night to go work at the shop and Lester was God knows where, leaving you and Vincent alone in the home. You slowly crept down the stairs to the basement where Vincent was blissfully working on one of his sculptures. You smile and quietly walked over to him, placing your hands on his shoulders, causing him to instinctively tense up.
You giggle slightly at his reaction before kissing the cheek of his mask. "It looks beautiful" You said with a smile, motioning to the new statue. He nods, leaning into your touch as a gesture of gratitude. You smile and gently grab his hands, pulling him up from the chair he's sitting in.
"I wanna try something" You say with an enthusiastic and excited expression. He tilts his head slightly before you gently pull him back up the stairs and towards the second floor.
You gently lead him to your shared bedroom, shutting the door behind you before gently pulling Vincent's hands into yours. He's visibly tense, if he wasn't wearing the mask, he'd definitely be blushing.
You smirk at his slight rection and gently shove him on to the bed, climbing on top of him. He sits awkwardly under you, gripping the sheets from a mix of surprise and embarrassment. You chuckle at his reaction before whispering the simple word:
"relax"
He almost instantly does, the sound of your voice always making him melt. You smile, taking a moment to admire your lover. You slowly move your hands to his shirt and carefully start unbuttoning is top, gently tossing it to the floor. You look up at Vincent, examining his body language: a mix of nervousness, and now lust that he's obviously trying to control.
You smirk and gently grab his hands, placing them on your waist. He doesn't instantly latch on, still scared of hurting you.
"Its okay, I trust you" You mutter before slowly pulling off your dress and tossing it to the side along with your bra, leaving you exposed to him. He stares at your body with need, drinking up every ounce of your figure. You grab his hands and bring them up to you chest, his hands perfectly cupping your breasts.
You move your hands to his trousers and slowly unbutton them, looking up at him for approval. He nods. You quickly unzip his pants and pull out his half hard cock. He instinctivly tightens his grip as his body tenses up from your touch, his hnds hardening while holding on to your breats.
You gently stroke his cock a few times, causing him to let out a strangled sigh. You had to admit, he looks cute like this, all flustered. You giggle and kiss his cheek in a teasing manner before slowly lifting yourself up and aligning yourself over his cock.
You give him a reasurring smile before slowly lowering yourself on to his leaking cock. He quickly moves his hands to your hips to stable himself, throwing his head back slightly, letting out a quiet groan.
You always imagined this day, now feeling his cock buried deep inside you bringing it all to fruition. You take a moment to adjust to his size before slowly rolling your hips, causing his grip on your hips to tighten. You start a slow but steady pace, rising and piercing yourself with his thick cock.
You place your hands on Vincent's chest to stable yourself, feeling his chest rise in an erratic manner as you slowly ride him. He melts under your touch. His own hands could never feel this good, no matter how much he tried. His mind is completely blank, fully engrossed in the feeling of your pussy deliciously devouring his cock.
But this is a learning experience, no matter how much you love watching him crumble, this is about him learning how this works.
You take one of his hands from your hip and place it over your clit, gently guiding his hand in rhythmic circles sending a shiver down your spine. "don't stop" You instruct and he happily obliges, trying to bring you as much pleasure as possible.
He gently circles your clit with his calloused fingers as instructed, giving you bursts of pleasure as you impale yourself on his cock. His hand tightens on your hip as a few strangled moans escaped his masked mouth.
You take this as a sign and slowly speed up, moving your hips faster and quickening the pace, his cock hitting every spot just right. Oh its wonderful. Just like how you always pictured.
You give Vincent a gentle kiss on the lips of his mask, you can tell he's getting close. His hips involuntarily thrusting upwards, only adding to your pleasure. But no, this is about him.
"You getting close?" You ask to which he quickly nods, letting out a small moan. You smile, happy he's enjoying himself and helping you. He keeps his hand moving at a steady pace ion your clit, slowly speeding up to copy your pace. "Come on, you're okay, you can come" You say soothingly, gently cupping his face in your free hand.
He groans and thrusts his hips up into you, shooting thick ropes of cum deep into you, coating your gummy walls, He lets out a quiet moan, gently thrusting his hips into you to rid out his high as you move your hips in unison.
Youre soon to follow as Vincent doesnt stop rubbing your clit, milking his cock as you call out his name in a breathy moan. You collapse on to his bare chest, catching your breath and inhaling his scent. God you love it. Your pulled from your thoughts when you feel two gentle hands rest on your back, carefully drawing small patterns on your skin.
You let out a sigh, bliss filling your sweaty and exhausted body. "I love you so much, Vinc" You mutter, slowly lifting your hips so his cock can slip out. He pauses for a moment before slowly lifting your chin between his fingers, resting his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes with a blissful and loving expression, gently caressing your face.
He can't say 'I love you', but no words could describe the look of affection in his eyes.
