🩰 ࣪ ✶ ₊ ˙ BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER, a. buttle
summary you end up heading over to your best friend’s house for your laptop, only to be met with her very attractive older brother that opens the door for you.
cw 18+ (mdni), sweet and spicy, established friendship/relationship, SLOWWWBURRRNNNNN🤥🤥, olderbro!ab, oral fixation, fingering, spitting, praise, riding, p in v, unprotected (not condoning irl; wrap before ya tap!!), missionary, size diff, experienced (ab) x virgin (reader), use of ‘good girl’, ab is a bit of flirt and tease in this, reader is sarcastic and witty but easily flustered.
malia speaks olderbro!ab, good LAWD…… anyways y’all better enjoy this one cause my next post WILL be angsty☺️☺️☺️ @georgesclarkey @narcejars @fayenotwebster @oliviaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
YOU WEREN’T PLANNING on heading over to your friend’s house at 10pm at night as you walked up the familiar pathway that led to her home. It was only over just an hour ago that you’d realised you accidentally switched your laptop with her after hanging out at your favourite coffee place all day today and taken her laptop in mistake.
And considering you were busy all day and out of reach of the device then, you didn’t even notice until you’d wanted to get some work done and opened it to clock that it was your friend’s laptop instead of your own.
So here you were, standing outside of her home’s front door, knocking across its soft oak wood and ringing at the doorbell as you awaited for her to answer. You felt the cold breeze of the night start to pick up and wrapped your hands around your arms, in a lame attempt to gather some sort of warmth, despite the woolly cardigan you were wearing.
Thankfully, you hear the door’s lock shift and turn, your body turning to face it directly as it opened.
Though who was behind, wasn’t at all who you expected.
“Reader?” Alfie acknowledges, surprise evident in his deep timbre. But that wasn’t even what you could find yourself to focus on.
It was instead, on the fact that he was literally shirtless right before you.
You blink dumbly as you find your gaze lingering on his perfectly sculpted abs and toned torso, which dripped with tiny droplets of water, implying that he’d probably just taken a shower ━━━ soon confirmed by his still damp hair, some of the wet curls still poking out.
So in other words, he looked really fucking good right now.
A weird sensation tightened in your stomach before you cleared your throat, shaking yourself back into the reality that was now. “Alfie.. I didn’t know you’d be home.”
“Well I do live, isn’t it?” he responds in a teasing tone, moving to lean against the doorframe with his forearms crossed, causing them to flex.
Which you just had to notice.
“That’s not even what I meant..” you mutter out, furrowing your brows whilst his raised and his lips tipped into a smirk. “Look, is your sister home? She and I accidentally switched laptops after our hangout today.”
“Nah, she’s not.” Alfie shakes his head in response. “Won’t be for another couple of hours or so ━━━ actually no one’s home right now.”
You feel your stomach fall from his reply, the cold starting to increase and make you shiver. “Okay well; you can just let her know when she gets back that I stopped by for my laptop tonight.”
You straighten at the causal white dress you were clad in, already turning in your heel to make your way over for the bus stop when Alfie’s next words make you stop in your tracks.
“You know ━━━ you could just wait in here.” he pushes himself off from the doorframe, eyes honing in on you now. “Until she gets back.”
You blink again at his offer, already raising your hands to decline. “Oh—! No, that’s fine.. I wouldn’t want to intrude—.”
“You really wouldn’t,” he interjects in a casual tone, subtly beckoning you inside. “Besides, it’s freezing out and you live like 2 hours away. Plus you’ve been round here loads of times.”
“But—.” “Reader.” Now it was clipped and affirmative and you couldn’t help feeling the tingly sensation again, this time in between your legs at Alfie’s softly authoritative tone. “Get in the house now.”
You walk into the house. You told yourself it was because it was freezing cold outside and that you wanted warmth, but even you knew that was a blatant lie.
It was the way your name was delivered. In such a calm yet sexy authoritative tone, it had your body obeying before you could protest any further.
You follow behind him as you head into the living room, where you couldn’t help but let out a scoff at the movie that was playing across the TV.
“50 shades of Grey?” you asked in pure amusement, covering your mouth with your hand as you struggled to keep in your chuckles. Alfie notices as he gives you a bemused look. “What’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing ━━━ just wouldn’t have pegged you as a romance kind of person.” A snort from Alfie. “Because I’m a lad?”
“What?! No, that’s not—!” You immediately get flustered from his sharp reply before his deep laugh rendered you silent. “Relax girl ━━━ only joking with ya.”
You respond by punching him in the arm, earning a groan of pain. “Ack—! The fuck was that for?!” “Never do that again, you prick.” you exclaim, jabbing your sharp nail against his chest. “That wasn’t even remotely funny.”
“Yes ma’am.” he purrs and you roll your eyes at his nonchalance before brushing past him to sit on the couch and wondering how in the world did you find a gimp like him so charming and attractive.
You watch as the movie transcends into the two main characters striking the deal in partaking in a BDSM relationship and you can’t help but take a sneak at Alfie to see if he’d give any sort of reaction.
“You’re staring.” You feel your cheeks instantly get hot as you snapped your eyes back onto the TV. “No I wasn’t.”
“Mm.” he softly hums, sitting up straighter as the movie goes on. You play with the hem of your dress silently ━━━ a stimulating habit you picked up whenever you were anxious about something.
The something in question being in close proximity with your best friend’s attractive older brother.
“So,” Alfie’s drawls shifts your attention onto him ━━━ who still looked charming as ever ━━━ as you willed the urge to keep her gaze up. “What do you and my kid sis even talk about up there anyways?”
You lift up a brow at his question. “And you’re asking because?” “C’mon girl ━━━ can’t a lad be curious?”
“I didn’t say that.” you reply with a smile. “But to answer your question, we talk about girl stuff.”
“Like?” “Makeup. Reality shows. Boys.”
You can’t help the laugh that comes out of you at the way Alfie’s face pulls into a grimace. “Sounds boring.”
“Of course you find it boring,” you say through laughter, watching as Alfie stretched along his seat on the couch, a low groan escaping from him as he did and immediately, you begin to wonder if there were other ways you could earn such a noise from him.
You shake your head almost abruptly ━━━ wondering where the fuck such a thought had come from.
Even more of it being ironic since you were a virgin and yet, your desirable thoughts were more insatiable than the average experienced person.
“Well I’m just saying,” you click back into focus as Alfie begins speaking again just as the movie before them switches to the infamous helicopter scene. “When you two are gossiping or whatever, you should probably keep in mind that sound tends to travel a lot ‘round here.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” “Nothing…”
You narrow your eyes at him as he represses a laugh. “Alfieeee! Tell me now or I swear—!”
“Really, it’s nothing!” Alfie remarks before pointing his glassy green eyes on you as he smiled that stupid smile of his. “I definitely don’t know about you two sneaking out that one night to go to a concert when you were supposed to be studying or that you and her stole from our mum’s wine cabinet or—!”
“Okay, okay!” You rush out, covering his mouth before he somehow managed to spew out even more information you thought was hidden from him. “You have dirt on us ━━━ fine. Just stop talking please..”
It was only after he removed your hand away from him slowly that you’d realised how close the two of you were in proximity, his finger tips gently grazing against your wrists as he planted your hands back across your sides.
“Relax, love.” Alfie assures ━━━ tone low and rough as his hot breath fanned across your skin, shooting goosebumps down your spine. “I’m not telling anyone about it; I’m not a snitch.”
“Well,” you say back, though the breathiness in your tone was obvious as you tried to ignore your skyrocketing heartbeat from the proximity you two were at right now. “That makes me feel a lot better then.”
Neither of you were even watching the movie anymore ━━━ it being long forgotten as you just stared into his sea-green eyes before your gaze flickered to his lips for a split second, the action making them curl into a smile.
“You’re giving me that look.” Alfie says lowly, his hands still across your wrists before he gently grazed them upwards across your clothed yet sensitive skin, sending hot trails of fire in its wake.
“Look..?” you shiver as he inches his head down so that his lips were barely grazing at the curve that separated your neck and collarbone. “W-what look?”
“Like you want me to kiss you and never stop.”
You could feel yourself drowning in the reverence of Alfie kissing his way up from your neck to your chin, earning a small whimper as every soft movement sent electric shocks across your entire body.
You didn’t know what this feeling was, nor could it ever be described in words. All you knew was thy you wanted more of it.
“Do you want me to kiss you, love?” his palms burned as they cupped against your cheek, bringing your face in so that his lips grazed against the shell of your ear. “Cause I really want to fuckin’ kiss you.”
You did. You really did. And it seemed so you were tired of fighting otherwise.
You hadn’t even begun to adjust at your breath as you nodded yes before Alfie’s lips came crashing down onto yours with fire unlike any you’ve felt before.
You wrap your arms instinctively around his neck, pulling him closer whilst his hands clamped against your lower waist with bruising force, pulling you over so that you straddled over his lap.
The kiss was everything in one. Bold with passion, yet soft with delicacy. Like he was taking the time to grow familiar with the feel of your lips on him and note that no one else’s could ever come as close.
You gasp as he gently nips at your bottom lip, chasing away the sting with his tongue before accepting the leeway in as he snakes it against yours, causing you to let out a soft moan.
“Yeah ━━━ you like that?” Alfie mumbles against your lips, earning another soft yet sharper gasp from you when he lower his hands across your ass, squeezing it gently. You whimper again as desire takes its reins and shuddering through your entire body as you exhaled a slow, shallow breath.
You didn’t know how the hell the night had switched so easily, but right now you couldn’t seem to care.
All you did care about was him.
“I wanna do somethin’ with you.” Alfie coaxes, pulling his lips from yours, his hand gently clamping around your throat as your breathing somehow grew heavier from before. “It might feel a little weird at first, but I promise it’ll feel good afterwards, okay?”
“Okay..” you answer breathlessly, feeling his thumb drag against your bottom lip, his eyes following every movement.
“Open your mouth for me, love.” you open your mouth at the soft command, feeling his long fingers slide across your tongue, lathering them with spit. “Good girl.”
You felt your core pulse at the praise before his lips landed on yours again, sucking on your tongue as his wet fingers trailed down until they reached the hem of your dress, hiking it up and coaxes it off so that you were only in your matching lacy bra and panties.
“Oh my God..” you tremble at the feeling of his fingers trailing across your now exposed thighs, circling around your clothed clit. “You’re so beautiful ━━━ you know that?”
“A-alfie, I..” you attempted to speak before a sharp inhale came out instead from him slipping through your undergarments and lazily playing with your already drenched clit. “I-i can’t… I-i don’t..”
“Shh, I know.” he cooes, taking great pleasure in seeing you wriggle and squirm and he was barely even touching you. He unclasps your bra, throwing it somewhere across the floor where your other discarded clothes were strewn before reaching to graze a thumb across your nipple whilst also mapping the soft swell of your breast.
“Has anyone ever touched you like this, Reader?” Alfie says in a taunting tone, pushing his fingers past your wet folds and earning an even louder moan from you. “Spread you wide and finger fucked you like this?”
“No..” Your admission spilled out like a choked sob, the overwhelming feeling of being filled overstimulating you. “It’s just…y-you..Oh God..”
Lust soaked the air so thoroughly, it would only take a graze to light the match on the gasoline of both your desires. You writhed from his touch, your lids heavy and your mouth parted for a ceaseless moan.
You felt some sort of pressure building up inside of you from the pumping of Alfie’s fingers, your hands reaching to fist at his joggers as he added yet another finger to completely stretch you out.
“A-alfie!” you whimper, feeling the pressure about to burst finally before the feeling of emptiness came. Your eyes shot open to scold him, only to find him pulling down his joggers and boxers and pulling out what could only be described as a fuckin’ weapon.
Your eyes widen at the size of his cock ━━━ the tip flushed red and already dripping with precum. He spits on his hand before going to stroke a few pumps in and all you could do was watch in complete awe.
“You good?” Alfie asks genuinely, keeping a tight grip on your hips as the head of his cock nudged against your entrance. “Yeah, it’s just… it’s my first time..doing all of…this..”
“Hey.” he says, lifting your chin up to face him. “I’ll go slow, okay? I promise.”
I promise... 2 words that shouldn’t have meant so much to you and yet, you’ve never felt your heart flutter as much as it did. You gave a small nod, finally granting him permission. He pushes onto your back across the couch, nudging just the tip of his cock past your wet folds before he lands his lips against yours again, swallowing your gasp.
“Just the tip and you’re already gasping.” he mumbles against your lips and you could feel his smirk against his lips. Clamping his hands across your waist, he lets you adjust for a few seconds before pushing himself in further.
The moment you felt him fully inside of you, it was like something sensational hung within your stomach. You hear Alfie hiss out a breath as he allows you to acclimate to his huge size.
“Fuck, you’re tight..” he groans, clenching down his jaw whilst you let out a breathy whimper. “G-god, that feels..”
“Good?” You nod slowly in agreement, making him chuckle. “So fuckin’ good..”
“Mm..” Alfie hums against before he begins to move in and out of you slowly, the earlier sting from earlier disappearing and turning into a deliciously deep stretch, allowing him to ease in more.
“Look so good when you’re getting fucked by me, hm?” he murmurs, lowering his head down to lick and lap at your nipple, loving the way you tasted ━━━ the way you felt around him.
He never wanted to leave here again.
“Alfie..” you moan out, feeling the pressure around your core again, feeling your walls clench around his cock as he thrusts in and out of you in such the perfect speed and rhythm for you both whilst he nibbled and sucked at your other nipple before lifting his head to hone in his focus on you. “I-i feel.. I feel w-weird—!”
“I know, love.” he continues to thrust in and out of you, cupping your cheek as he drove in and out of you faster, reaching his fingers to pinch at your clit. “It’s a good thing; it means you’re enjoying it.”
“B-but.. my stomach.. it feels like it’s going to explode—!” “Just let it happen, Reader.” Alfie assured, pressing a soft kiss into your hair as he clamps back around your waist, quickening his pace. “If you feel to let go, let go.”
The pressure building up in your stomach had your toes curling and your head bowing backwards. You arch your back off from the chair at Alfie pinching at your clit again ━━━ mixed with the rhythmic thrusts ━━━ and you suddenly can’t hold back anymore.
You cry out in sheer satisfaction, stars exploding in your eyes as your vocal moans and screams drenched the air and vibrated all over Alfie’s body, who also came merely seconds after before collapsing over your tired and worn out body.
“Good girl.” he mumbled across your shoulder, running the pad of his thumb across your waist whilst using his other free hand to brush away the strands of hair stuck to your face as you slowly caught your breath. “You did so well for me.”
“I did?” The praise washes over you like an aphrodisiac as he sits up from the couch, turning his shiny green eyes on you and looking ever so innocent ━━━ like he didn’t just fuck the living daylights out of you. “Yeah you did. Knew you would though.”
You can’t help but smile at his nonchalant reply, gently nudging him off as he lowered his head down to plant a chaste kiss across your lips before turning his attention to the clock that hung on the wall before you two.
“Well, I should get you cleaned up now then.” he determined, sitting up from his place from the couch and shrugging on his boxers before pulling you up to his chest, carrying you bridal style.
“Oh my God, Alfie!” you squeal out as your hands instinctively wrap around his neck whilst the pair of you say straight for the bathroom upstairs. “There’s something wrong with me, seriously.”
“Oh yeah ━━━ cause God forbid I take care of a pretty girl, right?” “Wait; you think I’m pretty?”
Alfie gives you a bewildered look as he sat you in the bathroom counter ━━━ as though you just asked him the most dumbest question known to man. “Yes? As if you don’t know you’re pretty. Now shush and let me clean you up, yeah girl?”
You find yourself blinking from his words as he helped to clean you up, still starstruck from everything that’s happened.
And then you smile. Not only for such. But also for heading over to grab your laptop when you did.
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