Linger on me a little longer.
Charlie Slimecicle x fem! Reader
!!NSFW content under the cut!! MDNI. I use the block button like a drug addict with drugs.
This is a sequel to Annoying, I highly recommend reading it first.
Plot -
Charlie's girlfriend, now named Riley finally pushes his limits right before she takes a week long trip with her friends. Charlie is finally, finally done with his girlfriends behavior. And he knows what he wants and what he can't stop thinking about. And you're more than happy to give him what he wants.
Content warnings and Notes - (HEAVY NSFW YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED AGAIN)
Readers implied non committal and implied to sleep around(kinda), both are switch's, and kinda voyeuristic, also implied reader likes listening to Charlie do stuff and to Charlie getting off, Reader AND CHARLIE?! might be kinda a decryophiliac(aka likes people or themselves crying), quiet sex reader(not for long!), hair pulling, desperation, masochism sort of implied both ways, Charlie has a praise kink, Charlie previously confirms that reader has slept with atleast one of his friends before(schlatt maybe more up to you), making out?!, blow job, hand job kinda, eating out, fingering, eventually piv sex, unprotected sexs(PLEASE USE CONDOMS), creampie, rough sex, reader like Charlie's hands and arms(have you seen this mans arms holy), choking, biting, scratching, hickeys galore, manhandling, Charlie and you has a staring problem, slight mirror sex(kinda?), Charlie actually takes control a bit?!?!?, they both are very much switches but Charlie takes a lot of control this time, overstimulation kinda, angsty with happy ending, crying, overthinking, and more.
Sorry this took so long my break up cooked me I probably missed some warning but it's long af NOT PROOFREAD
He loves his girlfriend he does, she can be a really good girlfriend when she wants to be. But that doesn't seem like often. And recently their relationship has only gotten worse.
"you understand right char''?"
Her voice rang out in the room for a second. You'd think she'd just asked him to kill someone with the confused yet hurt expression on his face. She just made out with him, sat on his face, than grinded against his bulge two and half minutes and than she told him the it wasn't he problem that he didn't get off. Now she was telling him she wanted to go on a break. Just during the time she's on her 'girls trip'.
She doesn't want to be tied down on this trip.
She was basically just telling him she wanted to sleep with or do things other people with no strings attached and without technically cheating.
Charlie was looking at her like she'd grown a second head. How does he even respond to that.
"yeah. I understand perfectly."
His voice comes out firmer than he means for it to, its a tone that falls between irritated and exhausted, almost snappy. Not a tone he'd use with her normally. Her expression passed through a few emotions.
"char, it's completely logical. All the other girls are single if I'm the only taken one being held back-"
She tries to say more but he just cuts her off. She was only digging herself into a hole. But he didn't want to hear it. He'd been trying really hard to make them work.
"No. No just don't Riley. I don't want to hear it. We both know that's bullshit you just want to be able to sleep with whoever on this trip and not have to be tied back to ya'know? The boyfriend you have at home."
Charlie stood up fixing his clothes.
"You should go."
Charlie spoke taking a deep breath.
Riley bit the inside of her cheek before climbing off of his bed.
"you're overreacting charlie."
She crossed her arms as she watched him pick up her T-shirt and toss it to her gently. Without words telling him to change and to take off his shirt.
"overreacting? Sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night Riles. Go ahead and have your time of your life on your 'girls trip' but but even past your girls trip but until further notice were over. Or in your words, on a break."
Charlie spoke as he walked to his dresser and changing his shirt. He was doing pretty well at masking it but we was upset. Not sad upset, angry upset. Angry, hard and hes kinda hungry.
"as I said you should leave. Esspically because your not my girlfriend right now are you?"
Rileys brows frown and she changes her shirt and quickly puts on her shoes and jacket before walking to Charlie's door looks him, only able to see back as he seems take a deep breath. Normally he'd walk her to the front door but this time. No. Absolutely not.
She's not his girlfriend. Not his job.
Riley opens her mouth but closes it and walks downstairs passing you on the way down. You were on your phone where you felt her sort of shove past you.
"watch where you are going, thanks."
You spoke calmly looking back at her as she looks at you and just rolls her eyes muttering something. Easier to assume shes just calling you a whore again. You walked upstairs heading to your room. But paused glancing at Charlie's and the curiosity was getting to you.
You walked to Charlie's opened door and pushed it a bit more open and knocked on the door frame.
He may be angry but God he's still hot. And his bulging pajama pants still make your mouth water. You'd pay a lot of money to be on your knees for him again.
"you alright? Passed Riley on her way out. Alone?"
Your asked calmly leaning on the door frame you just knocked on he turned and looked at you, not bothering to cover his bulge.
"yeah. Yeah I'm. Im good I think."
He paused.
"me and Riley aren't together for the time being."
He spoke like a weight had been lifted off of him.
"oh? So like a break? Good for you char."
You smiled at him and he did too for a brief second.
"guess that means I'm gonna have to get used listening to you moaning and struggling for longer than normal huh?"
You teased. Charlie laughed slightly embarrassed.
"shut up"
He shook his head. You were a nice relief to his anger, and nice to look at. esspically with his dick this hard.
"well hey. If you need help char, you know exactly where you find me."
You spoke without thinking before you stood up straight and walked your room leaving Charlie stunned and speechless.
When you shut your door and instantly covered your face in disbelief of your own words and your own balls to say it that confident. It wouldnt be the first time you helped him. But it still doesn't change your embarrassment. You sat down at your desk to work on one of your editing projects.
Charlie stood there stunned for a moment before sitting down on his bed. There was a lot going through his head. 7 out of the 10 being you. 1 out of the 10 being Riley. And the other 2 being how fucking hungry he is.
Charlie leaned forward head in his hands and let out a simple groan. What's he do it this situation? Morally would it be wrong? Technically he's not with Riley, but also kind of is? What even if a break at this point? Morally it was already wrong of him to fuck his roommates mouth and than eat her out. So he's morally fucked either way.
Fuck this was annoying.
He looked down at the bulge in his jeans half hoping it'd be gone. Spoiler. Its still there and it's still hard as ever. It can hurt to try and do it himself. Right? And morally it can't fuck him over.
He had been working on trying to be more quiet with his moaning as to not disturb you so maybe it'd be fine.
You weren't offended by Charlie not taking your offer, it was understandable. You never push someone into something like that. Its unhealthy. And gross. But asides the point. You could still hear him perfectly.
The next day was interesting, you teased him about his moaning in the morning, he did his stream, you edited videos, you both hung out on the couch eating dinner and watching horror movies that night, specifically because Riley refused to watch them with him and he hadn't got to watch them in awhile and who would skip a movie night with their roommate. You were in the same spot he had eaten you out in nearly, what a month ago.
And he noticed.
He kept glancing at you looking over you body trying to ignore his own thoughts. But it's hard when all he can think about is you. He's not even paying attention to the movie really anymore. You caught him staring and said nothing.
You decide to not say anything to see if he wanted to say something. If he wanted to take time with you to get off you'd let him but he had to say it. Which is why you currently in your room fingering yourself at the sound of him whimpering.
And again the next night. Than night he was watching you cook, you both split cooking, 3 days a week each the 7th day being your guys one eat out day, which was Thai food yesterday. So you were making a creamy mushroom pork chop dinner with mash potatoes. You were in these tight shorts that barely covered anything and a T-shirt that was more of a fitted band tee an ex partner gave you.
You're still good friends with them. They give pretty decent head.
But either way Charlie caught himself staring. He had started staring more this month in general because alot of the time late at night he kept reminding himself of your guys living room activity.
And how much he wanted it to happen again.
You spent the night fingering yourself on yourself in your room listening to him moaning. He lasted longer that night.
The next night was different. The day went pretty normal. Like the past two had, but what was different is the knock on your bedroom door. You were laying on your bed, doom scrolling. It was rather late. You had thought Charlie went to sleep. He was actually just pacing his room debating whether it'd be wrong of him to go to you instead of trying to get himself off.
Pros and cons, then the cons and pros.
He had knocked, you set your phone down and shouted come in. The door opened and Charlie walked in. He looked slightly embarrassed.
"are you busy?"
He spoke as calmly as he could using all self control to keep his gaze on your face.
"for you? Never. What's up char'?"
You turned on your side looking at him. You look him up and down and smirk slightly when you're eyes land on his bulge. He looks almost embarrassed. He clears his throat and you look back up at his face. He starts speaking and eyes dip lower again.
"I think- damn it. I'd like help if you'd be okay with that? I mean I, I don't know I've been sitting here weighing pros and cons of it and God it's eating me alive- and please my eyes are up here- "
He speaks fast and you let out a breath who knew you were holding as you look back up to him face.
"sorry, sorry. 'bout time you asked though."
You laugh as you flip onto your back and sit up. His face flushing more. Getting a good look at him, his face. He already caught you looking twice...
His face is flushed slightly, he keeps glancing at the mirror on the opposite side of your bed, the one thats apart of the sliding door to your closet. hes clearly nervous as hell. It's kinda cute. Okay it's really cute.
"you wanna keep standing there like a dork or would you like to come over here and actually fuck me?"
You ask, brow raised. He stares before swallowing back and walking over to the side of your bed, he seems to not know what to do, and you can't blame him. For him? This has gotta be awkward. He can be confident later, maybe well buried balls deep inside you. Okay maybe you are getting ahead of yourself but you can still hope.
"holy-"
You laugh softly and slid off the bed, he turns his body following you as you walk to the other side of him, so his back is to the bed.
"don't- don't laugh at me.."
He mumbles looking down at you.
"sit."
You speak pushing his chest lightly. He listens, the bed diping perfectly lowering him. Gotta love memory foam. Now he's looking up at you with those perfect pretty eyes of his. Your hand slides to the side of his neck, and further back into his hair. Other hand connecting to the hem of his shirt, you can feel the heat radiating off of him.
"out of curiosity Charlie"
You pause slightly as you slide your hand from the hem to his skin slowly trailing up his shirt.
"does it matter how quickly you get off or are you okay with enjoying this?"
You ask, your cold hands sliding up his warm skin and back down. He lets out a shaky breath.
"fuck.. it- it doesn't matter... I'm.. I'm just kinda desperate."
He speaks fast and quietly. As he averts his gaze.
"well good because I really like you desperate Char'. It's hot."
You spoke, before connecting you lips to his. He lets out a sort of gasp, eyes widening. His hands quickly finding their ways to your hips. As you pull back and look at him.
"figured should get that out of the way, you tend to overthink it sometimes."
You run you one hand through the back of his hair and pull the other from under his shirt. He's staring up at you almost shocked. He wasn't expecting you to kiss him and pull away so quickly. So he does what any sensible man would do and Begs.
He pulls you hips lightly drawing your attention from whatever stole it from him and pulls you back into the kiss. This time pressing his lips into yours. It's like a flip of a switch. This is something he knows how to do without getting to nervous. Or awkward.
He stands up and pulls you closer against him and turning the both of you to the point he can push you back onto your mattress and and slot between your thighs as he kisses you repeatedly. Your free hand finds its way to his hair alongside the other and one of his moves down to the side of your neck.
For just wanting help with a boner he's kissing you pretty passionately.
He trailed his hands down to your hips as he dips his head lower kissing down you neck. You can worry about the hickeys another time. Your head lent back giving him access. His hands find their ways under you shirt. Hot and intentional sliding over your breasts, drawing a quiet noise for you. He seemed to struggle a bit with you shirt which as rather well fitted. He eventually after about two minutes of this just pushed it up allowing him to play with your breasts with ease.
He continued sucking and kissing your neck occasionally nipping at it. One hand stays on your chest well the other slides down to your shorts. Your hand slipping out of his hair and one sliding to his shoulder and the other pulling him back up to your lips.
He obligies in a rather rough and messy make out session. His hand dipping into your shorts feeling you through your undergarment. You didn't quite realize how soaked you already were.
To him the best way to describe your quiet noise, is delicious and he is quite determined to make you loud for him.
Charlie almost laughed against your lips as his head tails to you neck again.
"haven't done nearly anything and you're already practically soaked."
He mutters sliding his hand over your wet heat through you undergarment. His hand finds its way and rubs against your clit.
You whined quietly.
"can't help it when you're this hot."
You laughed causing a sort of eye roll from him and his fingers pulling back from your clothed clit. You noticed.
"What? It is. It's hot when you mmh..."
You trail off for a moment eyes fluttering shut. as his fingers slipped into your undergarment and rubbing against you without a barrier. His teeth grazing your pulse point.
"take control like this.."
You muttered out, and he seemed to laugh slightly. As he pulled back positioning to sit between your thighs. He moved his hands to the hem of your shorts and tugged them down. With the help of you lifting your hips obviously.
He tugged them off and there then somewhere in the room and didn't waste any time with your undergarments. Tossing them aside as well. His hands slide over your hips as he traced your body your shirt still pulled up just over your breasts. He pulled up slightly and moved you to have your head against your pillows.
He propped you up, manhandling you with so much easy you couldn't help but wonder what else he could do to you.
He lent down capturing your lips in a quick rough kiss. Before trailing to you ear.
"hope you don't mind if I get a nice taste of you, baby."
He teased. You can't help the way your stomach clenches when he calls you baby.
"I... Shut up.."
You muttered head falling back as you let out a shaky breath.
"yeah I thought I was right about that."
He laughed muffled by your skin but not telling you what he was right about.
His lips trail down to your neck, to your breasts, stomach, and thighs. He takes a few minutes to kiss and leave a few marks on your inner thighs.
Well he does, his hands are working on you. One is on one of your breasts rubbing softly, paying close attention to your nipples. The other is on your clit making slow drawn out circles.
Listening to those quietly impatient noises.
Slowly he stops circling and dips his fingers to your entrance and just like last time he spreads you slightly with his and thumb and looks with a different thought in his head before slipping a finger in.
Carefully pumping it in and out.
His head his rested slightly in the inside of one of you thighs as he watches you whine. Slowly adding another and slowly pumping it.
He would love to sit here and finger you till you fell apart and begged for him but he wants to see you come all over her tongue like you did last time.
He pulled his fingers out and licked your juices off his fingers.
"almost forgot how much I like how you taste."
Charlie laughed slightly, he was getting bold. He watched you flush and cover you face and take a few deep breaths. And moving your hands to your pillow holding the pillow casing.
His hands grip your thighs carefully guiding them up to slide his shoulders under them. His hands moving to your hips and sliding up as he runs his tongue from your entrance to your clit, tongue flicking over it.
He watched the way you shivered and the quiet whine that fell from your lips.
His mouth connected to your clit just so he can get you nice and sensitive.
Charlies eyes are on you, watching the way you blink slowly mouth parting slightly to let out a shaky breath. As you sit yourself up a bit to watch him. Using your forearms and elbows to hold you up.
One hand finds it way back to your entrance, his middle finger slipping in, your walls clenching around it desperately. But he doesn't move it. He's focused on your clit mostly.
Tongue swirling and flicking in a way that makes you throb more than youd think.
He slipped another finger in, his ring finger this time. His tongue circling your clit.
He curls them slowly and just like last time finding that spot instantaneously, you gasp and you can almost feel the smirk of his stupidly smug face.
Before you even notice hes pumping his fingers slowly, like he doesn't want to give you too much, as he goes back to sucking in your clit.
Your thighs shaking slightly almost threatening to snap shut on his head. He's building you up to that edge and he's doing it fast.
Too fast.
Charlie takes this a sign and stops, he pulls his fingerd out and his mouth away.
The way you falls back onto your pillows and the desperate breathy whine that falls from your lips.
"oh? Was someone getting close?"
Charlie one arm wrapping around one of her thighs squeezing the flesh carefully.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about char'.."
You lie and he laughs. His normal, genuine laugh that makes your stomach feel tight and bubbly. God is it hot.
God he's hot.
"don't worry baby, Ill make you cum. I remember how much you liked this."
He mutters planting a soft just to her thigh before wrapping his arm around your other thigh holding it tightly as he licks over your entrance before slipping his tongue inside.
Your eyes moved back to look down at him and you locked eyes with himself face basically buried in your pussy. Your breathing was shaky and your hands slide into his hair. Not pulling or anything but just holding, a sense of stability
He took his time fucking his tongue into you.
Again.
he grumbled something into you before his arms moved from your thighs to your hips and pulled you hips of the mattress ass he sat up slightly just enough to make his neck more comfortable, but keeping you pussy right to his mouth.
He had you basically in the same position just a week or two ago and here you are. In it again, with alot more pleasure that might be from anticipation. It feels like he could have been holding back when he did it last time.
Your eyes were on him until you remembered the mirror, the same one youve take pictures, nudes and had sex against before. Just a peak wouldnt hurt. You turned your head. You wanted to see what it looks like.
And holy fuck.
It was hot to say the least. You could see yourself, back arched slightly, face red, thighs over his shoulders, heels digging into his back, you hands in his hair, you could see the bulge in his pants and just how focused he is on you.
Charlies eyes narrowed for a moment, he wanted to make sure you watched him make you cum just like last time. He glanced to the mirror and pulled back about an inch with a laugh. Your whimper and eyes shooting back to him.
"what admiring your self getting eaten out baby?"
Charlie asked with a raised brow.
"what... N-no..."
You muttered and he laughed again. Hot breath on you.
"no issue with it but why watch the mirror when you can watch the real thing baby?"
He turned his head and kissed her thigh.
"but I'll keep in mind you like that mirror."
He teased slightly, making your stomach do flips before connecting his mouth back to your entrance one hand slipping to thumb your clit.
Your quiet noises make him more than satisfied. His thumb moves in near perfect circles as his tongue works.
It doesn't take long for him to build you up. His eyes were on you watching how your chest rose and fell, how your muscles tense sometimes, how your thighs keep trying to snap shut. Your hands tightened in his hair pulling slightly.
"shit- char' I'm..."
You whined out, he did say anything obviously but he moved his thumb just a bit faster and gave one of your thigh a careful squeeze with his free hand
And it was like that you were done for, your head fell back pressing hard into the memory foam, your back arching your hands pulling at his hair.
He didn't exactly slow, but his thumb does as he's practically drinking down you orgasm like it was his life's purpose.
After a few minutes minute he pulls his mouth and hand away your hands falling out of his hair and onto the mattress, and he lowers you down against his lap and the mattress, his hands sliding up to your waist. He leans over top you again kissing up to your jaw.
Your head is still back your blinking slowly, breathing heavy, and honestly desperate for more.
"you okay, baby?"
He asked softly.
You nodded, pushed him rather lightly, and sat up against him and pulled him into a kiss, you can still faintly taste yourself on his lips. You pull back for a moment before lips dipping his jaw.
"part of me wants to know where you got so good at that."
You say against his skin.
"porn, and practice.."
He laughed leaning his head back for you, his hands shifting to your hips so he can adjust the position slightly.
"yeah you have had quite a bit of practice I guess."
You laughed softly leaving a trail of kisses down his neck as one of your hands find their way under his shirt. He shivered slightly at your touch. You other hand found its way to his bulge palming him through his pants. He can see where that was going, esspically when you fiddled with the hem.
One of his hands moved up into your hair and pulled you head back and shoving his lips into yours. Pulling back after a moment.
"as much as I'd love to be down your throat again I really want to fuck you... Like actually fuck you."
He mutters.
"like really badly."
Your quiet for a moment before swallowing back your saliva.
"would it make me desperate if I said I was hoping you would either way?"
You laugh slightly, hand still on the hem of his pants barely tempting to slip under.
"oh so you were thinking about it?"
He teased slightly as he slides to the side of your bed.
"Shut up, so what if I was?"
You followed him to the edge, sitting on the edge. He stood up pulling his shirt off over his head.
"no issue with it just kinda like knowing that."
He shrugged as he tossed his shirt somewhere across the room.
His hands finding their way to his wait band, pulling them down.
There's no shame in watching him strip, all for you after all, he's a hot guy, doesn't mean he doesn't feel embarrassed at the way you're staring at him. Eyeing him up like your gonna eat him whole.
He steps out of both his pants and boxers and looks back to you and stares for a second before moving back to you.
You spread your thighs for him as he slots between them getting on the bed, one of his hands moving to the side of you face and pulling you too look at him.
"Ya'know you have quite the staring problem. That's what the fourth time tonight?"
He mutters giving you a quick peck in the lips, before his lips dip lower. Down your jaw then to your neck. You head leans back as he kisses against your neck.
"can't help it, want you..."
You mutter and he pulls back looking at you, before pulling your hips closer to his.
"Jesus Christ... Want you to. So bad."
He sighed out breathy. Holding onto your hips.
"this position fine for now? Or do you want something else baby?"
He spoke carefully leaning forward towards your lips.
"I mean Im willing to move us the that mirror of yours that you seem to really like."
He teased kissing the corner of your mouth then down your neck.
You can feel a slight tightness in your stomach leaning your head back giving him more access.
Like hed even need to, you can lean you head back and see the mirror.
"Char'... Please I just want you..."
You muttered grounding your hips down. He laughed against the pulse point of your neck causing you breath to hitch as she moved a hand in-between you both rubbing the tip of his length against your entrance.
Just teasing your entrance kissing and nipping at your neck.
For him constantly getting denied he really does know how to make a person desperate.
As he was about to push inside of you, when there was a loud pounding on what sounded to be the front door.
Both of you paused, his head dropped your shoulder and you groaned head dropping back.
He would have kept going, you would have begged him to but whoever it was, was pounding on it almost urgently.
Interrupted? Seriously?
All you wanted was to be finally absolutely wrecked by your roommate and now there's a pounding on the front door.
And it felt like the mood was almost wrecked.
Charlie slid off of you with a grumble about how this is bullshit. Not bothering to find his shirt but puts on at least just his pants, no boxers.
You pulled you shirt down and found your undergarments and follow him down the steps. You atleast wanted to see who possibly ruined your enjoyment.
You were still by the stairs when he opened the door and paused heavily when Riley tired to push past him.
She was crying.
"what... Riley what are you doing here."
Charlie spoke hand just beneath her collarbone stopping her when she tries to force her way in.
"charlie- I'm... I'm so sorry- I should have.. please just... Can we talk?"
She asked and you almost felt bad for the girl. He pulled his hand back.
You feel more bad for Charlie though. Dude is practically cock blocked at every turn.
Was litterally lined up with you and she showed up.
Pounding on the door crying like someone died.
Charlie paused. Then sighed.
And just when you're thinking to turn around and head back up to room.
"Sorry Im kinda busy. Maybe another time."
He speaks and you can hear the sniffle in her voice as he rubs the back of his neck.
"what. But charlie- I.. I love you-"
You can practically feel her eyes on you. Maybe shorts would have been a good idea. Not to mention the hickeys don't help.
"were you having sex with them?"
She spoke accusingly, noding towards you.
You rolled your eyes.
"and so what if I was? You're not my girlfriend."
Charlie scoffed.
"and it's not like you were ever going to have sex with me."
He added, running a hand over his face.
"that's not-"
Riley starts but is cut off by Charlie.
"fair? Yeah you didn't play very fair either. I think you should leave."
He sighed and before she could say anything he shut the door, flicking the lock.
He turned back to you standing there.
He could feel the want pooling in his stomach.
"so.. uh. Is the mood ruined or...?"
He asked almost sheepishly.
you shook your head.
"No. That was hot honestly."
You tilted your head.
"now, unless you think the moods ruined how about we go back upstairs."
You turn back beginning to head upstairs and he's fast to follow you almost eagerly. If it was up to him, he'd probably fuck you in the hallway. But that's because he's thinking with his dick.
The minute you both enter your room he's grabbing you hips and pulling you to him, you back hitting his chest as he dipped his head to kiss your shoulder. One hand sliding under your shirt to your breasts, the other slipping into your undergarments.
He really likes touching you.
Your moving towards the bed the best you can, you gasp at the touch, as soon as you close enough to your bed he's spinning you around and lifting you onto your bed.
"god I'm so glad, moods not ruined."
He's climbing atop you lips back on your neck as he slides his hands under your shirt before sliding it up and pulling it off you.
"eagar are you?"
You tease quietly hands slipping into his hair. He laughs quietly against your skin he slips a hand down into your undergarments.
"I am. I want to make you feel good, feel you."
His teeth graze your neck. He positions his hand to palm your clit very carefully, feeling how wet you still are.
"then hurry up."
You whine out.
You don't have to tell him twice. He's pulling your undergarments off and tossing them aside somewhere. He pulls his pajama pants down enough to free himself because if he has to wait any god damn longer or separate from you he might lose it just a bit.
He's sat up between your thighs. His left hand on the back of your thigh holding it spread for him well he lines up. The feeling of him finally pushing in is like heaven. The stretch stings but feels utterly amazing, and he's going in slowly but hes filling you so quickly. His hands find you hips as he slides in watching where you guys are connected and the satisfying look on your face. Biting you lip as he fills you up with his length. Bottoming out and leaning over pulling you into a kiss.
Hard and passionate. It's messy and has a lot of teeth and tongue but it's so utterly perfect. Your hands find his hair and his are still on your hips holding you to his length as you grind your hips into his.
A whine falls from your lips.
He separates from the kiss lips trailing your your neck as he rolls him hips into you in response to your grinding.
"you feel so good baby. wanna make you feel good."
He speaks against your skin. You whine in response a hand tugging at his hair as your other digs into his shoulder grinding your hips again.
He seems to take the hint and starts fucking into you. Not fast or hard, but slow, deep and good. He's testing the waters. Listening to the quiet whines falling from you.
"god... Char' please... Dont gotta be slow to make me feel good."
You utter quietly. He groans quietly against your neck as he starts fucking you faster. He's not gonna deny you that. You said he doesn't need to go slow. So he's gonna go faster.
Hes pulling out quite a bit and thrusting back in.
"taking it so well for me baby. Feel so fucking good."
He spoke closer to your ear feeling the way you clenched around him when he said it. Hes slamming into your cervix every time and God does it feel good. One of her hands slides one of your thighs pushing it just a bit up so he can angle himself deeper into you.
He lifts himself sitting up just a bit as he's fucking into you. Your hands find a new place in your bed sheets as your mouth falls slightly agape.
The sounds from your lips very, quiet moans, gasps and whines but this new angle he's pressing himself at is drawing you a bit louder, your head leaning back into your mattress. Your eyes fall up view on the mirror.
Holy fuck.
He looks absolutely wonderful at this view.
You look wonderful in this position.
You can see him perfectly, messy hair, eyes on you and how well you're taking it. The way his chest rises when he breaths, and his lips moving every time he groans.
He looks so good.
Better than any other guy you've fucked atleast.
His eyes trail up to your face before laughing slightly. His eyes lock on yours through the mirror as his hand moved from your hip to your face his hand on your jaw pulling you to look at him. His eyes are on yours.
"eyes on me baby. Unless you'd rather me fuck you the mirror because I can do that."
He smirked slightly as he slid a hand into your hair. Your pussys clenched around him again.
"keep those pretty eyes on me yeah?"
He fucked you just a bit harder this time.
A moan fell from your lips just a little louder then normal.
"there we good, that's my good girl."
The words feel from his lips and it made your head spin.
Oh he was building you up and he was hella good at it. His hand on your thigh slid up and found your clit with ease. His thumb flicking over at that perfect pace.
Your pussys fluttering around him and he seems to know exactly what he's doing to you.
"you gonna cum baby?"
He teases sweetly as he slides his hand out of your hair and to your hip again. Another moan moan falls from your lips as you reach up pulling him down to you, your lips slamming into his. A hand slipping into his hair at the nape of his neck pulling at the hair there and your other one clawing into his back leaving little crescent marks.
He kisses you hard as you kissed him, the tip of his dick kissing your cervix with every thrust. He's seeing the effects, hearing them and he wants to hear it more, see just how much you'll take before you tell him no more.
Your lips part and he rests his forehead against yours.
"fuck... Char' 'm close.."
You whined pulling at his hair. Like you want him closer. He leans in a bit.
"come on baby, cum for me."
He speaks against your lips. You don't need to be told twice. Before you even know it your coming all over his cock, your moaning into his lips as you do. He groans as you clench around him.
Charlie fucks you through it, and after he does he slows his thumb and hips much to your displeasure.
He hadnt finished yet.
"nonono- please char'- Charlie please I wanna feel you finish."
You pull at his hair as his brows frow.
You were insisting him continue and God was it a turn on.
And he had a few thoughts on how to make it feel even better. Especially with your liking of that mirror.
"fuck baby..."
He mutters.
"You're too perfect ya'know that?"
He pulls out slowly, you whine and he chuckles before shucking you up with a kiss. He moves both hands to your hips and flips you over. He pulls your ass up slightly. Your hands grip the sheets as you turn your head looking at him.
You know exactly where this is going and as overstimulated as you are, you're excited.
He wastes no time sliding back into you, fucking into you from behind. One arm slides around your waist pulling you up, pressing your back into his chest. He's kissing your shoulder. You reach a hand back into his hair, your eyes on the mirror as he kissed your neck gently both arms wrapping around your waist tightly.
God his arms look so good.
He groans your name, slamming in harder, drawing a louder moan from you the loudest he's heard you, and that you might have heard yourself. His cock twitches inside you clearly liking the noise you're making because of him.
"God you sound so good for me."
He mutters looking into the very mirror your looking into and smirking slightly.
"I am not gonna last long with you feeling this good baby."
He slides a hand down to you clit rubbing slow circles as he fucks you.
A string of curses fall from your lips, on hand in his hair the other finding the wrist of his hand that's playing your clit. He groans when you tug his hair.
He has you falling apart perfectly around him. Clenching around him like he's all there is in the world.
His name falls from your lips and it seems to do something to him.
"fuck baby, keep saying my name like that, that's it"
He praises, he's getting sloppy. You don't stop, you're saying his name like a prayer.
"where do you want me baby?"
Her asks almost breathless, still rubbing your clit relentlessly.
You can barely even think about the question.
"inside. Fuck want it inside."
You moan out, before you can even warn him your cumming around him again. Clenching and clawing at his beautifully toned arms.
"fuck your so good baby. Love this. Love you, love you so fucking much."
Your orgasm pushes him over the edge. He groans out your name as he finishes inside you. He's not thinking about his words just thinking of how wonderful you feel.
He fucks you both through it before coming to a stop and pulling out slowly. Slowly he lowers you to your mattress and pulls out.
You're both breathing heavy, your legs feel heavy and so do your eyelids. You feel him plop down next to you before shifting. His hand carefully reaches over running over your spine.
"You okay?"
He asks softly like he's worried he went too hard or overstimulated you too much.
You nod quietly and he paused.
It wasn't fine, or okay, he just moaned your name, came inside you and said he loved you.
That's an absolute mind fuck.
Does he love you? What the fuck do you even do about that? You were just supposed to be helping him get off. He just got out of a relationship. Kind of? What even is going on with Charlie and Riley. what if he was just thinking of her when fucking you? He did moan your name didn't he?
Your drawn out of your thoughts by the sound of your door opening and closing, you realize he's not in bed with you anymore.
Fuck this sucks.
Before you know it you're crying.
You sit up and move to the head of your bed. Your leaking with his cum, your alone and your best friend said he loves you. You lay on your stomach burying your face into your pillow.
He could linger a little longer? Couldnt stay?
You don't normally cry after sex but this feels... Different. This was with someone you care about. Someone you love.
Your thoughts are spiraling when you hear the door open and there's a pause that feels like forever as you turn to look and quickly start wiping your eyes.
You can see the concern on his face.
"heyheyhey what's wrong, I said I'd be right back what's wrong"
He speaks softly rushing over, he sets a glass on the nightstand alongside a wet cloth.
"I thought... I thought you just left I didn't..."
Tears are falling faster then you'd like but he's there, he's on your bed now, he's whipping your tears gently.
"no, hunny I'm so sorry I went to get a cloth to clean you up and figured it'd help to get you something to drink."
He's gentler now, and the way he calls you 'hunny' is almost sickening.
"I thought you heard me I'm sorry."
Hes next to you on your bed, he has his sweat pants back on fully and it makes you feel kind of exposed. He pulls you up very gently, he looks like he genuinely feels bad as he cups your face to wipe your tears. 20 minutes ago he'd love to making you cry, but right now. Making you cry makes him feel like a monster.
"come here sweetheart."
He speaks softly and as much as your thoughts from before make you want to back away you obliged and move closer. You move closer to him. He pulls you into him moving himself to the back of your headboard his arm around you as he reaches for that cloth to clean you up.
He cleans you up, when you whine at the over stimulation he apologizes and tells you he's sorry and gives you a kiss to the head.
He cleans you up and offers you the water you take the sip of.
Your still thinking to much and he seems extremely worried.
"please talk to me, what's going on."
His words draw you from your thoughts.
You don't know what to say at first.
"did you mean it, what.. what you said?"
You mutter, sniffling quietly.
He paused a moment like he needed to think about what he said.
Then it clicks.
"Fuck I mean-"
He starts and his words bring this pain to your chest and your moving away from him before he can finish that thought.
Before you can fully pull away his hands are pulling you back, you almost forgot yes not just a guy who plays video games all day.
"baby hey, I didn't even finish what I was saying. I didn't mean to start it like that. Yeah I mean it, you mean so much to me."
He speaks softly looking at you with this care and fear of fucking it up.
"yeah I know you do but you... You said you love me Char' I just..."
You mutter tears welling in your eyes again.
He sighs slightly like you're being ridiculous or maybe like he's realizing hes bad with words.
In which he solves by pulling you into a kiss again. It's different this time, it's soft and gentle and it has this love to it. Not desperate or needy.
"I don't think I'd kiss, fuck of eat you out twice if I didn't have some sort of feeling for you"
He mutters against your lips.
"I love you, more than I know how to admit."
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HOLY FUCK I DID LIKE THE WHOLE PART OF THEM GOING BACK UPSTAIRS JUST TODAY.
Anyways hope you enjoyed this, it took a long time and I do know if I tried a pt.3 could be had and I did have some different endings in mind but yk...
Anyways I think it's funny I started this at the start of my previous relationship within that time, my relationship ended and I ended up in the hospital lol insane work.
