They were so out of control.. I was like GUYS YOU ARE NOT ALONE.. YOUR FAMILIES, THE QUEEN & THE ENTIRE TON is there so PLEASE GET A GRIP. The way Kate holds onto his hand tight and he closes his eyes then has to take a deep breathe to control his urge to kiss her.😩❤😩❤😩
Summary: They say opposites attract, and it's true, because Fezco can't help but be completely in love with Y/N, his good girl.
! | smut, vaginal and unprotected sex, aftercare, fluff, kinda ooc fezco cause i don't know how to write him, yn being the typical good girl and all that shit. NO SPOILERS OF SEASON 2.
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Even though Rue could be a pain in the ass at times, Fezco couldn't help but be completely grateful to her for one thing.
She had introduced him to Y/N.
She was Rue's cousin, and she had moved to town, and today, five months later, she was in his bed, curled up in her stupidly childish pajamas while watching an episode of some bad TV series.
He was sitting beside her, finishing counting the bills he had received in his last deal, turning from time to time to check on her.
He finally finishes doing the math and puts the bundles of bills in a bag under the bed, and throws himself against his pillow, sighing and with his eyes closed allowing himself a moment of peace and calm.
Y/N looks at him and turns off the TV to have all her attention on him. He's so cute, with his freckled cheeks and long eyelashes resting on that soft skin, he doesn't look like a fucking drug dealer.
She takes the audacity to crawl over to him and climb into his lap, eliciting a smile from her boyfriend, who caresses her hips with his calloused hands.
"I missed you." She tells him, moving closer to his face to leave kisses on his cheeks. "Took you long enough to count those bills."
"Sorry, ma." He replies, opening his eyes and looking up at the girl above him, thinking about what he had done to deserve her. "Yo, I'm all yours now."
Y/N seems to like the idea, and she would've started a back-and-forth with her hips to heat things up, but she's embarrassed.
Before Fezco, she knew nothing, had done nothing, with anyone. And he took the time to teach her and show her that she didn't have to be ashamed to talk about things as natural as sex and what she enjoyed, but still, traces of the old Y/N are still lost within her being.
Fez notices the change of attitude in her, and with his hands on her hips, he moves them back and forth, stimulating them both.
"I got you, baby." He tells her, and lifts off his back to sit up so he can have her face to face.
She smiles with closed lips, and moves in to kiss him, she gives her all in that kiss, and although she's not perfect yet, her boyfriend helps her in every way he can. She can't help but moan at the taste of weed and mint in his mouth, it was addictive.
There comes a moment when Fezco doesn't need to move his hips, and she can go on alone, moaning from the friction of the fabrics and the growing bulge against her clit.
"Fez—" She gasps as she feels his mouth on her neck, biting her soft spot and making her shudder thanks to his beard. "Please."
"Please what, mama?" he replies, squeezing her ass between his hands and bracing her more against his hard cock already. "Tell me and you'll have it."
He wants to give her everything, he's completely wrapped up in this girl and would give up everything for her.
Y/N remains silent, her cheeks flushed, and Fezco feels a spur in his lower half at the sight of her eyes drowning in complete innocence and embarrassment.
"C'mon, you can do it." He encourages her.
She looks up at him with a little pout, and with a sweet voice says.
"I want you to fuck me, please."
And he, looking at the contrast between the two of them, seeing how she looked like a princess out of a fairy tale, and he the villain or a simple nobody, can't say no to her.
He nods his head, and slams his mouth against hers, making her gasp in surprise allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth, brushing it against hers.
He takes her by the waist and turns them around, leaving her under him, and still kissing her, he slides a hand down her body, until he reaches her pajama shorts where he slips his hand and feels the heat emanating from that sacred area for him.
He swears that until he met Y/N, he was a fucking virgin.
"Ah, Fez." She moans, feeling her boyfriend's fingers caress her clit above the fabric to then slip his full hand inside her panties, feeling the warm area.
He runs his index finger up and down the length of her cunt, pooling her wetness which he then draws into his mouth and licks. "Fuck."
He continues to stimulate her until she's completely ready to have him inside her, and pulls away from her so they can both take off what clothes they have on.
Y/N quickly wraps her arms around his neck, stroking his shaved head making him smile. "I love you."
His girl, she was so sweet. "I love you more, baby."
He leaves kisses all over her body, neck, breasts, belly, until he comes back up to be face to face with her, and begins to thrust his cock inside her.
Fezco is delighted at the sight in front of him, watching his angel of a girlfriend arch her back, close her eyes and open her mouth in a full 'O' as she feels him fill her up perfectly.
When he's all the way in, he waits until she tells him he can move, and begins slow but deep thrusts that take Y/N's breath away.
"Fez, baby." She moans as he begins to quicken the speed of his hips. "God."
He continues to leave kisses on her face and neck, and grunts as he feels her walls squeeze and suck him exquisitely, as if he was meant to be there.
He's getting faster and faster, so fast that if it weren't for the fact that the bed was somewhat separated from the wall, it would start crashing into it.
He's thankful Ash wasn't home, because the moans coming out of Y/N's mouth aren't half as sacred as she is.
He senses that he's close to cum, so he slides one of his hands down to her clit, and begins to stroke it rapidly.
"Cum with me." He tells her, watching her fucked face, knowing he's the only one who ever saw and will see her like this.
She nods and clings to him, desperate to feel that relief, and when Fezco lets out a grunt and cums inside her, she can't help but be behind him.
He smiles as he watches her face contract from her orgasm, and continues to leave little kisses on her face, knowing that now, in this moment, he's not the tough guy he usually is.
He slowly pulls out of her, and begins to wipe her with the damp towel she had used earlier when she bathed, making her moan from the overstimulation.
"I know, I know." He says, tossing the towel across the room. "You did so good, ma' best girl."
Y/N snuggles her head into his chest, fiddling with his chain and smiling as she feels him try to snuggle as much as possible to her as well.
Fezco strokes her hair, smiling with his gaze fixed on the ceiling, thinking that it wasn't possible that someone miserable like him, could have someone as good as her. But it was, and he knew they were perfect for each other.
This really was heaven, and he had managed to get in before they closed the door.
"Because all of this shit, it's connected, Fez." You watch Rue ramble like a crazy person while you and Fez awkwardly watch. "Word," he replies back. Rue was definitely going through something right now, and why you agreed to drive her to Fezco's house, you don't know either. "Do you still have that gun?" You turn your head to Rue, raising a brow at her. "What you worried about my guns for?" Fez answers back, glancing at you as you watch Rue just as confused. "Okay, well. I was thinking that maybe you could use one to scare Nate Jacobs," she says, tilting her head. "Are you serious?" Fez glares at her. "Yeah Rue. What the fuck?" Fez turns his attention to you, his stare making you tug at the ends of your skirt, feeling your cheeks warm a bit as he looks you up and down. "Rue, that must be the dumbest shit you've said all fucking day."
Before Rue could respond, you all hear Fezco's phone chime in his pocket. "Fuck, Mouse is here." He stands and heads for the door. "Alright, so stay in here. Be quiet," Fez orders the two of you. "Fez, I can't." Rue starts walking towards the door, but he stops her. "Yes, the fuck you can," Fez snaps back. He turns to you, giving you the same intense glare. "Can you make sure she doesn't do anything mad stupid please?" You give him a small nod before lightly holding Rue's arm. "I think we better listen to him." With that Fez closes the door behind him. You and Rue look around before finding chairs to sit on. "Fuck, Rue. We shouldn't have come here." You whisper to her after a couple of moments in silence, but she wasn't paying attention. "I can't stay here," she mumbles after a couple minutes. You watch her quietly open the door. "Rue!" you whisper her name to call her back, but she was already tiptoeing down the hall then out of the house.
Contemplating on whether you should follow her lead, you remember you left your purse on the kitchen counter. Fuck. You knew you couldn't get it without risking being seen by whoever was in the living room. Minutes felt like hours while you waited for them to leave, but when you heard the sound of a door opening then closing, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Yo, you can come out now," you heard Fez call out from the living room. You timidly opened the door, and walked towards where he was seated on the couch. "Uh Rue left," you stand behind one of the couches awkwardly. "Yeah. I saw her sneak out." Fez stares at you, and you shy away from his intense blue eyes. Fuck. He's got to stop looking at you like that or so help you God.
Not knowing whether it would be a good time to leave, you open your mouth to say something, but Fez started talking before you. "You smoke?" he asks as he pulls out a blunt from his pocket, lighting it while maintaining eye contact. "Uhm yeah sure." You grab your bag from the counter before sitting down on the opposite end of the couch. You watch Fez take a drag before turning to hand the blunt to you. He watches you take it between your lips, inhaling as you do so. You slowly throw your head back as you exhale, already feeling much less tense than you were minutes ago.
"What kind of name is Mouse?" You giggled before taking another drag. You and Fez have been talking for what felt like hours, your thighs occasionally touching as you both have shifted closer together on the couch. The molly making you at ease as you casually conversed. The truth is you always found him attractive. Fez didn't talk much, but you liked how chill he was. That's probably the reason you couldn't hold a decent conversation with him without getting all flustered, until now. "I don't fucking know," he grins as he takes the blunt from you. "But I ain't judgin' I mean Fezco isn't a normal name either." You turn to him, smiling. "I actually really like your name. It's pretty unique." He smirks at that. "I like your name too, Y/N." Oh shit. You absentmindedly cross your legs, feeling yourself get turned on at the sound of your name from his mouth. Your reaction didn’t go unnoticed. Fez winks at you, making you blush as he puffs out smoke.
Fez stares at your lips, watching you wrap them around the blunt. He coughed lightly to cover up the groan caught in his throat. The things you do to him. He swears if you keep looking at him, all doe-eyed and shit, he was gonna lose it. You pass him the blunt, but he takes it and puts it down on the table. You furrow your brows at him in question. Before you knew it, he grabs the side of your face to kiss you. You were caught off guard, letting out a small gasp. Fez pulls away. "Shit, I-" you cut him off kissing him again. You move to straddle his lap, moaning into the kiss. He pulls away to leave open-mouth kisses to your neck as you grind your hips down. You grab his face again to kiss him before you feel Fez cup your tits through your clothes. You pull away to tug your shirt over your head, and Fez wastes no time kissing your chest. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," he murmurs against your skin. You feel his fingers unhook your bra, exposing your nipples to the cold air of the room. He takes one in his hot mouth, flicking your perky bud. You moan his name as you continue to grind on his bulge. You feel him underneath your skirt, squeezing your ass in his rough hand.
"I want you to get off on my thigh," he says looking up at you. Jesus Christ you swear you felt yourself gush hard, pussy clenching at his words. This man and his filthy mouth was going to be the death of you. You nod at him, and Fez is quick to hold you by your hips, shifting you completely to straddle his right thigh, but not before taking your panties off. You whine as you felt his denim-clad leg make contact with your bare pussy. Fez grabs your hips then rolls them, your pretty cunt sliding over him. "Oh fuck, Fez." You hold onto his shoulders, feeling your slick smear around your thighs and on his pants. You continue to circle your hips down over his thick thigh, moaning at the friction.
You try to hide your face in the crook of his neck, but Fez wasn't having it. "Don't you hide that cute face from me. I wanna see all of you." You whimper at him as he flexes his thigh, making you bounce on his leg harder. "You look so pretty like this." Fez whispers before taking your tits back in his mouth, groaning at the taste of you. You push your chest further into him, holding him for dear life while you kept the back and forth motion of your hips, hitting your clit. "I can feel you throbbing, baby." Fez kisses you again, making you moan against his lips.
The wet sounds of your cunt fill the room, as Fez presses you down even harder on his leg. "Look at the fucking mess you're making of yourself, Y/N." You feel him bunch the front of your skirt in his hands, exposing you to him. He intently watches your pretty pussy soak his jeans. "Shit... Fez, I'm close." He grinds you harder and faster, bouncing his leg to meet the roll of your hips. You let out a scream, feeling the pleasure boil over. Another sloppy grind of your clit over his thigh, and you cum. "Fuck yes," you sob, and Fez allows you to bury your face in his neck. “You look so fucking pretty when you come," Fez mumbles as he continues to grind you on his leg. You whine at him, feeling oversensitive before your hips still. Small aftershocks make your thighs shake uncontrollably, and Fez couldn't help but smirk at how spent you were just from making yourself cum on him. A thick silence surrounds the two of you as Fez keeps himself wrapped around you, rubbing your back as he whispers what a good fucking girl you've been.
A/N: so it was only a matter of time before I indulged myself and made a smutty imagine for Fez so here's that. this is just porn tbh because this man does things to me. hope ya'll enjoy
"Fez please," you mewled. Your hand at the back of his head as you lightly scratched his scalp. He kisses down your chest, the rough pads of his fingers were a stark contrast to your delicate tits as he squeezed them. Fezco loved how soft you were. Always so warm whenever he held you. You were driving him crazy the whole day. Walking around in your little sundress, the back of your exposed thighs made him go feral, the overwhelming want to have you sit on his face becoming too much. He could go down on you for hours, but right now, he needed you to be quiet. "Don't be too loud, baby," he whispered to your stomach, before kissing either side of your hips. You squirmed at that.
You knew you couldn't make much noise with Ash just in the other room, but Fezco's mouth wasn't where you needed him. You felt his fingers pull at the waistband of your panties before snapping it back in place, teasing you. You moaned. God, he was being a smug asshole right now, smiling as he watches you clench your thighs to relieve some of the pressure. "You real wet down there, baby?" He peers up at you through his lashes, his eyes darker than they usually are.
After a second you nod, your eyes closing as you feel him drag your panties down your legs. You bend your knees to help him strip you completely. He tossed the drench material somewhere else in the bed before placing his strong hands on each of your knees, spreading your legs and exposing your pussy to him. Fuck, he really has no fucking clue what he did to deserve you. However hard life was to him, you being in it made it all worth everything.
You try to force your legs shut again with the heat of Fezco's stare making you suddenly feel all shy and shit. "It's okay baby. Just wanna get a look at ya," you let him part your legs again, exposing your cunt to the cold air of the room. Fez brings his thumb to part your folds, spreading your lips which made you whine at the contact. "Fez please, no more teasing." He only smirked at that, enjoying the view of you sprawled naked on his bed. He's a bastard for making you beg.
You felt him pull away to stand. You watch him undress at the foot of the bed, leaving only his chain. One of his hands is wrapped around his cock, his tip red and leaking. You watch him pump his throbbing length before getting back on the bed and settling once again between your wide-spread legs. “Oh fuck,” Fez breathes, his face coming close to your glistening folds. “Look how fucking wet you are for me,” he rasps, the gentleness of his tone only causing you to bite your lip. A moan gets caught in your throat as he buries his face in your heat. You let out a small 'fuck' as you try your best not to close around his head. His long licks have you arching your back off the bed.
Fez watches you while he laps up your slick, dipping his tongue into you. It wasn't until he wrapped his lips around your little clit and started sucking that you let out a small scream, prompting you to cover your mouth with your hand. "Can't fucking keep quiet, can ya?" Fez takes his hot mouth off your pussy, replacing it with a thick finger. With his other hand, he grabbed your panties from the corner of the bed. He meets your face to kiss you. You taste yourself off of him, and you moan. When Fez pulls away, he stuffs your panties in your mouth. He smirks at you before going back between your legs.
Fez flattens his tongue over your cunt. You squeal through your gag as he continues slurping up your juices. You feel a familiar pressure spread in your belly, and by now Fez has his facial hair soaked. "Cum on my face, Y/N. C'mon." He starts fingering you, curling his digits to hit that patch within you. You let out a muffled scream as you squirt out against his awaiting mouth. You hear Fez groan before licking you clean, raising his head to watch your chest breathe in and out deep.
He meets your face again to take your panties out of your mouth. "You did so good," he mumbles as he kisses you. Fez then moves to kneel on the bed, grabbing your shaking legs in each hand and shoving them back to bend your knees. He runs his cock up and down your slit, watching your eyes roll back. Fez lines himself up with you before sinking in. You gasp at the stretch. His cock stretching you good. He hooks his arms under your legs to open you up even more to him before pounding into you. He thrusts into you, his tip going so far that your mind goes blank and you go dumb on his cock.
"Look at you," Fez groaned. "So fucking pretty under me." You whimpered at that, unable to do anything but moan his name. A particularly deep thrust of his had you crying out, making him stuff his fingers in your mouth. The way you were clenching around his cock told him you were close. He took his fingers out of your mouth to rub them harshly on your clit. You caught your mouth in your hand before you let out a scream. He was fucking you so good you swear you might pass out.
Your release hits suddenly, and Fez fucks you through it, before following soon after. He came with a groan, chest vibrating as his cum pours into you. Fez thrusts a few more times causing you to mewl because you're so sensitive, pussy tingling. He pulls out with a groan, watching his cum leak out of you. You don’t know how long he stares between your thighs as you try to catch your breath. You meet his gaze a few minutes later and give him a tired smile. Fez returns it, crawling over to kiss you again.
"Lemme get something to clean you up," you watch him put his boxers on before heading to the bathroom. Fez returned a moment later with a cloth, using it to wipe between your thighs. You gasped as he brushed over your sensitive clit. “My bad, baby," he apologized. You only hummed in response as you felt your eyes get heavy with sleep. You felt yourself drifting off as Fez pulls you to his chest, his heart thumping beneath your head. "Get some rest, Y/N," Fez mumbled before kissing your head.
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