kinktober day one: leather & latex
pairing: trey parker x f! reader
summary: trey finds out you liked what he looked like in that one orgazmo suit
cw: f!masturbation, mentioned age gap (mid20s!f x mid40s!m), dick riding, small subby trey moment, unprotected sex
author's note: the suit is technically like vinyl but oh well
Ever since you watched Orgazmo all you could think about was Trey in that vinyl suit, it drove you crazy and you hadn’t said a word to him about watching it. Not that you think he would mind, you just had never really watched any of his older stuff since you didn;t really know much about him before the two of you got together a year or so ago.
Your relationship had a pretty significant age gap as you were in your mid-20s and Trey was in his mid-40s, so when he asked for your number at an event that your friend made you go to, it definitely caught you by surprise, especially when you found out who he was shortly afterwards.
But now here you were, sitting in his house, or your shared house, while he was at work, rewatching Orgazmo just for a chance to see him in the vinyl suit once more. You constantly had the thought of bringing it up to him, maybe suggesting the suit without actually telling him what the source of it was, but you couldn’t find yourself to actually do it.
You felt your hand grab the remote as you continued to press the button to rewind the fight scenes over and over again, watching the way his arms flexed, the way the chest hair poked over the top of the suit.
A sigh escaped your mouth as you crossed your legs, repositioning yourself to try and ignore the obvious feeling that started to grow. You pressed the play button on the remote again, watching the scene play out on the screen, completely starting to miss the original plot of the movie. You glanced at your phone, checking to see if Trey had sent you anything about his status at work but instead you were just faced with the clock that read 7:36PM meaning Trey probably wouldn’t be home for at least another 2 hours, at least.
You paused the movie, looking at the clip of Trey in the suit as you bit your bottom lip before sighing and getting up from the bed. “This is disgusting.” You mumbled to yourself as you shimmied your pants down to your ankles, leaning back against the pillows.
Your eyes fixated on the screen, your teeth sinking so deep into your lip, you thought you could taste the metallic flavor of blood against your tongue. You slipped your fingers in between your thighs, running them along the inside before you reached the fabric of your panties, slowly applying pressure and starting to rub against your folds.
The heartbeat in your chest started to quicken along with the pace of your hand as you let out a few gasps, your eyes still fixated on the screen. You heard a small whine escape from your mouth before moving aside your panties with your fingers, dipping on in between your folds.
“Hmm Trey…” His name left your lips, the same lingering feeling it leaves when he’s the one making you feel this way. And in a way, it was kind of him causing this feeling in the first place.
You let out another moan as you continued pumping your fingers, feeling your stomach start to tighten while you continued rubbing at your clit.
“Hey beautiful I came home for lunch to see you an-” Trey’s voice rang through as the bedroom door opened and you quickly pulled your hand away, grabbing the remote to shut off the tv. When you turned to look at the door you saw Trey standing there with two bags of Mcdonald’s food and a confused look on his face.
His eyes scanned down to the pants on the floor to you practically sprawled out on the bed before he opened his mouth to speak before closing it again as the gears in his head started turning to figure out what he was looking at. “Were you…?” He asked, glancing back down at the pants before going back to you.
“Was I what?” You asked, trying to act calm as you leaned back on the pillows, turning onto your side as you tried giving him the best “sexy” pose to try and deter his mind from what he may or may not have seen.
“Were you…ya know?” He asked, setting the food down on the table next to the bed as he slowly walked over before coming over and hovering over you, “Having fun without me?” He asked, his hands trailing down to the elastic on your panties, giving them a small tug.
You bit your bottom lip as you watched him, “Maybe I was,” you spoke softly to him. He gave you a small chuckle before putting his lips to yours, pulling off his zip up hoodie in the process. His hands went to your torso as he shifted slightly, accidentally hitting the remote as he did so, flipping the screen back on.
“Oh shit. Hold on,” Trey mumbled as he grabbed the remote and turned to turn off the screen and before you could stop him, his eyes were already staring at the paused image of him. “Hold on..”
You felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you as you tried hiding under the hem of your shirt. “Is that what you were watching when you…?” He asked as his gaze pulled from the screen back onto you. Your cheeks started to heat up as you gave him a small nod, “Mmhmm.”
Trey tried holding back a laugh but failed as his face scrunched up as he let out a decently loud laugh, making you want to curl up and die in a hole somewhere where he would never find you.
When the laughter subsided he looked back at you, “Wait..why?” He asked, his curiosity perking up. “I don’t wanna talk about it,” you mumbled, turning away from him.
“Hey..” He cooed, his arm wrapping around you from behind as he rested his chin on your shoulder, “Was it me?” He asked, a hint of cheeriness in his voice.
“Yeah.” You told him, hoping he would just take that as an answer and move on from the topic, and hopefully just forget about it all together so you would never have to worry about it again.
“What about me?” He asked, pressing light kisses against your shoulder as his fingers ran up and down your arm. “Hm?”
You let out a small sigh, “Nothing. Just missed you because of work.” You lied before he grabbed you lightly by your shoulder, turning you on your back as he lied next to you on his side, “You’re lying.”
“Am not.” You told him, turning your head to get a better look at him. He had both of his eyebrows raised as he looked at you, “Are too. Now come on, just tell me.” He whined, his face turning into a pout. You tried looking away but the pout on his face only increased more as he inched closer, begging you to tell him.
“Fine. It was the vinyl suit.” You mumbled the last part. “I’m sorry, I didn't quite catch that.”
“It was the purple suit. The vinyl one? The one you wore? The one you're wearing right there.” You confessed, motioning to the image that still displayed on the screen. Trey’s mouth opened into an ‘o’ shape.
You felt the heat come back to your face again as you looked at him, embarrassed by your confession. “But it’s whatever. It’s just a silly thing. Not like there was some other guy in it.” You spoke as you grabbed the remote from Trey, shutting off the screen.
Trey’s facial expression quickly changed to a more neutral one as he gave you a small nod, “You’re right. You are right.” He spoke, turning back to you. “How many times have you…?”
“Oh my god Trey can we please just not talk about it anymore?” You snapped, immediately feeling bad for the slight raise in your voice, “I’m sorry I’m just a little embarrassed and would rather not talk about it.”
Trey quickly nodded before grabbing the bags of food from the bedside table, “Well then..we won’t talk about it. Until then, I brought you lunch, thought we could lay in bed and watch a movie, not Orgazmo, together until I have to go back?”
“I’d love that.” You told him, grabbing one of the bags from him as the two of you started watching a random movie he put on together and ate, him not bringing up the suit incident again, at least you thought he wouldn’t.
The next couple of days were quiet around the house, Trey was only home in the late hours of the night and he would mainly just go to bed when you were already drifting off and then he would wake you up by giving you a small forehead kiss before leaving to go back to work.
You knew with Wednesday coming up you knew Trey would be home earlier than usual so you wanted to surprise him. You started by setting up the dinner table with one of Trey’s favorites that the two of you would cook together during off season before you changed into the dress you had worn when you met Trey, just to give the night an even better feeling with it.
When you were finishing up with getting dressed, you heard the front door open and Trey’s voice started echoing throughout the house, searching for you. You walked down the stairs and rounded the corner to see Trey, the hair on his head disheveled, a random sports shirt, and baggy jeans. When you rounded the corner he practically dropped the backpack resting on his shoulder, as his face lit up, his eyes brightening from the tiredness that usually sat in them during his work weeks.
“Hi baby.” His voice perked up as he slowly walked over towards you, his arms wrapping around your waist, “I’ve missed you,” He spoke softly, his eyes scanning you.
“Is that the dress you wore when we met?” He asked, grinning.down at you, his thumbs rubbing circles in your lower back as he held you close. You gave him a small nod as he let out a small hum, leaning down and giving you a small kiss. “Still as beautiful as the first time I saw you.” He whispered against your lips causing a blush to rise to your cheeks.
“Come on, I have something for you.” You told him as you pulled away from his grasp, taking his hand and leading him to the kitchen. Trey followed you closely behind, his hand not letting go of yours as this is the first time you two have been equally awake and active in almost a week.
“Ta-da!” You spoke, showing him the food laid out on the table in front of you. “Awwwhh.” Trey let out a soft groan, not a negative one, as he looked at the table before looking back at you, “You didn’t have to.”
“I wanted to,” you responded, looking up at him, “I missed you too.”
Trey let out a small sigh with a smile in response, running his hand along your cheek, into your hair, “Well I got you something too. But it’ll have to wait until after dinner.”
You bit your bottom lip, nodding as the two of you sat at the table, your curiosity piquing at what Trey could’ve possibly gotten for you.
The two of you sat through dinner, Trey telling you about how the show had been going along with the other projects he had been working on and you listened, loved hearing him talk about the things he was passionate about, the way he’d talk with his hands and how his face would light up like a kid in a toy store. It’s what made you fall in love with him, and stay in love with him.
When the dinner came to an end, Trey got up from his chair and looked at you, “Okay wait here and give me like 10,,,no 5…no 10 minutes. Okay?” You nodded in response before he ran towards the stairs and went up them as fast as he could.
You continued to sit in curiosity, of course you and Trey had always planned surprises for each other but this one was different, the way he talked about it was in a different tone, and he definitely seemed a little more energetic about it than normal.
You watched the clock as the minutes passed. Finally, when it hit 10 minutes, you slowly walked yourself up the stairs before being met with the closed door at the end of the hallway. “Trey?” You asked, giving it a light knock.
You opened the door slowly, not knowing what to expect to be behind it but were suddenly taken aback by the sight of your long term boyfriend in a familiar vinyl suit that pressed tightly against his body, his age definitely filling it out in a different shape than it once did, but still looking good nevertheless.
“Trey…” You could barely form words, not knowing whether you were fighting back a sob of what could’ve been excitement or laughter. He even had the matching gloves and mask on. “I know I don’t look like how I used to, but I even shaved my arms again for this.”
You felt as though your heart was going to beat out of your chest as you bit your bottom lip, eyes scanning him from the tip of his head to the bottoms of his shoes. “I can’t believe you did this.”
“Does it still work for you?” He asked, giving you a small spin, running his hands along his body in a playful way, causing you to roll your eyes. “And what if it does?” You asked, inching closer to him. He looked down at you as you walked closer, your bodies beginning to touch.
“I would say it’s a mission accomplished then.” He looked down at you, his hand beginning to snake around you. You reached your hand up, pulling the mask from off his face before tossing it aside. “Well then it looks like you’re right.”
You felt him lean down, kissing you deeply as if you hadn’t kissed for days, which in reality you probably hadn’t. Your hands ran along the vinyl of the suit, taking in the feeling of what you could previously only picture in your mind.
Trey’s gloved fingers ran along your arm, before he slipped your straps off your shoulders, letting your dress pool around your ankles. “Were you really not wearing anything under that this whole time?”
“Does that bother you?” You asked, letting your fingers loop around the belt around his waist. He let out a small laugh in response while shaking his head, “Not at all.”
You felt the two of you slowly make your way to the bed, turning so Trey lied on his back as you climbed on top, letting your hands feel the vinyl against his skin.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you like this before.” Trey commented, letting out a small breath and leaning his head back into the pillow below him as your hands moved lower down his body.
He shifted under your weight, his breathing starting to quicken as you started palming him through the suit, feeling a lack of underwear underneath which only made you more excited.
His mouth parted as his breaths grew heavy, letting out little gasps as you continued rubbing him through the tightening fabric.
Trey’s hands moved up to the zipper that sat on his chest as he gave it a slight tug before looking down at you, “May I?” He asked as you gave him a nod, watching as he tugged at the zipper, slipping the straps off his shoulders.
You ran your hands up his chest, taking in the feeling of his skin against yours, missing the touch of him.
You leaned down, pressing your lips against his as you helped him slide the vinyl suit down as low as you could reach, but enough to where his cock sprang out from the restraint of the suit.
You wrapped your fingers around his length, sliding it from the base to the top as you moved slow enough making sure to take in this moment for the two of you.
“Fuck me.” Trey mumbled under his breath, his eyes screwed shut while he practically shuddered under your touch.
“What was that?” You asked, tightening your grip ever so slightly as you continued stroking.
“Baby please.” He winced under your touch, thrusting up into your hand, barely able to open his eyes to look at you.
It didn’t take much for you to give in because you wanted him just as bad as he wanted you, if not more. You moved your legs to be on either side of him before lowering yourself onto him, moving your hips as you did so.
You felt Trey’s hands grab onto your hips, the coldness from the vinyl sending chills down your spine as you continued moving your hips, holding onto his stomach.
The beads of sweat ran down his forehead as you gazed down, seeing the way his cheeks were starting to flush to a rose shade. His grip continued to tighten on your hips as he thrust up occasionally, a grunt escaping from him as he did so.
You leaned down, kissing him once more as you felt your lips melt together, feeling Trey’s hands move to tangle into your hair. “God I’ve missed you.” Trey mumbled against your lips in between breaths before putting his lips to yours once more.
You felt the familiar tightening in your lower stomach as your breathing increased, the moans between the two of you getting louder as your pace started to grow. When you tried to open your mouth to speak the only sounds you could produce were moans and hums.
The tightening in your stomach ran down as you started to feel your body heat increase with your heart rate, the feeling of your peak only getting higher with every move you made.”M’gonna..” You whined out, burying your face into his neck as Trey’s grip on your hair tightened, signaling he was almost there as well.
The pornographic sounds in the room continued to increase before you reached your high, tightening around Trey’s cock before releasing, feeling his tip twitch from inside as he released himself.
You continued rotating your hips, riding out the high from the two of you before letting out a small sigh, continuing to lay on his chest as you felt his hand move from your hair to stroke your spine lightly. “So are there any other turn ons you have that I should know about?” His voice broke the silence before you glared up at him, resting your head back on his chest.
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