It happens. (Schlatt x Reader Smut)
Hi, i’m not dead! This fic is actually a collaboration between me and @earthlyangelbaby (most of this fic is thanks to her!)
He’s constantly talking about his ED and it became a brain worm, whoops
Cw: Discussion of Erectile Dysfunction, smut, fingering, praising, premature ejaculation. Not really proofread.
it takes awhile for him to even admit it to himself. He finds excuses the first few times and even believes them himself.
‘I’m just drunk.’ He thinks to himself the first time, he doesn’t even think twice of it despite the fact being drunk had never caused this for him.
The second time was even more of a stretch, I’m tired, it’s been a long day.’ Which he knows isn’t even true. He didn’t stream or even record, he mainly answered emails and replied to stupid messages on twitter. It was the least draining day he’d had in a while.
The fourth time, he plans to ignore it again. To find some reason or another that he’s just not in the mood.
But you sit up next to him, pouting softly, “Again?” You ask softly, not wanting to make him feel any worse than he might be.
“Baby… it’s just-“ He cuts himself off, struggling to find any reasoning now. He has nothing to explain away the fact that it just wasn’t happening for him. You could be laying there together for hours, trying every trick in the book and you’d still end up here.
“Maybe it’s time you consider it might be serious…” you mumble, your hand running soothingly over his chest. “You know I love you regardless-“
“Don’t.” He grumbles, shoving your hand away and moving to sit at the edge of the bed. “Don’t start… acting like you know what this is, okay?”
Your brow furrows at how abruptly he moves away, as if your touch burned him. “I didn’t say I did.”
“No, you’re doing that whole ‘It’s normal, it happens to all guys.’ And I don’t wanna hear it.” He bites back.
A few moments pass, neither of you sure of what to say to break the tension. Then, like a hurt puppy, he looks at you. His tone hurts your feelings but you take note of how this is probably making him feel.
A beat of silence and then softly & sweetly you try again. “Woah, no no no.” you shake your head. “D- don’t be that way.”
He shifts uncomfortably, still tense and a little defensive, his jaw clenched as he looks away. His brow furrows, and there’s a stubborn set to his shoulders, like he’s trying to hold back more than he’s willing to admit. His voice is rough, edged with frustration.
“Look, I get it,” he says, voice clipped. “You want to help, but I don’t need a lecture. It’s just... it’s complicated, okay? I don’t need you to make a big deal out of it.”
You notice the way his fists tighten on the sheets, the little signs of him shutting down. He’s still resistant, even if part of him wants to open up. You take a deep breath, trying to stay calm. “I’m not trying to make a big deal,” you reply softly, voice steady. “I just- Maybe um..” you sigh trying to deliver this as gently as possible. “Maybe it's because of the meds you started?”
He huffs softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Huh?” He glares at the wall behind you, his eyes widen and he huffs again. “Fuck. I thought-” His rubs his hands down his face. “Something was wrong with me.”
You shake your head. “No baby..Theres- even if you weren’t on meds.. It doesn't mean
‘something is wrong’ with you”
You crawl over to where he is in the bed into his lap settling there, with your arms wrapping around him, he returns the gesture. His cheek presses into your chest as he rests his face into it and the prickling of his facial hair makes you shiver and hum. He breathes in softly “You smell so good” his voice is lighter, relieved, and velvety.
Your fingers brush through his hair. “Yeah?” you hum. He nods against you “Mhm” breathing you in one final time his eyes flick up to yours as he starts peppering kisses all over your bare chest. A little sigh leaves your lips.
“How come you’re so sweet to me when I’m bein’ a jack ass, huh?” He continues kissing you all over his fingers tracing down the thin strap of your nightgown.
I smile at him “You’re not a jackass” I shake my head voice light a bit needy.
He laughs against your skin at that. “I didn’t mean to get hateful with ya toots.”
You just nod a bit breathless. “I know baby…” you whisper.
He pushes the gown straps off your shoulders and his lips finding the peak of your breast. His facial hair traces across your skin, his breath hot on your skin. Wasting no time his warm tongue swirls around your nipple sending heat pooling in your belly.
You sigh your fingers in his hair gripping as he continues. His other hand cups and pinches lightly at your other nipple. You instinctively grind into his lap… Maybe a little something? It leaves your mind, the way sucks while running his tongue over your nipple just the way he knows drives you insane. His eyes locked on your face the whole time. And when you finally moan for him, he smiles against your skin. His hand moves from your nipple to the hem of your gown. His fingers tease brushing against your inner thighs.
When he finally slides completely under he wastes no time with his fingers running along the seam of your core. You gasp and sigh. He hums against you sucking and popping off you. “Mmm so wet f’me?” His eyes look up into yours.
Which never fails to make you blush during these moments. You nod. “Yeah.. You’re.. You. Hot.” I shrug and smile at him.
He smirks softly, a slow, knowing smile that hints at confidence. His eyes gleam with amusement as he pulls you into a kiss. His hand between your legs teasing at your opening with his middle and ring finger. You sigh into his mouth and he chuckles, breaking the kiss. “Yeah, s’that what you needed, baby?” his tone is near condescension. You just nod and whimper.
He shakes his head no. “Tch, No you gotta tell me.. Use those pretty words, C’mon I want to hear you say it.”
You nod and whine. You whimper softly, your body trembling slightly as your cheeks flush."Y-Yeah, I need it, I want it," you whisper, voice trembling with anticipation and desire.
His fingers push in and he finds where you need him almost immediately. Stroking inside of you like he's on a mission. You can already feel that coil in you tightening. You gasp and whimper as he works you. “Aww that's better” He murmurs while looking you over. “So beautiful for me.” He coos. “Tight & warm. This is what you needed isn’t it? Just wanted to feel me-” He sighs hard himself, his brows furrowing, gaze locked on yours.
His finger keeps working the pressure near tipping over the edge.
You moan. “It- feels s’good” you breathed out into a whimper. He doesn’t have anything smart to say he's breathing hard, his lips parted, hand focused on you. He can feel you tighten around his fingers. Feeling the pleasure building for you.
He nods, his lips parted. “Just- look at me. I wanna watch you come for me.” He sighs.
You follow his directions looking at him as it builds and builds. Little sighs, whimpers, and whines spilling from you.
“F-fuck- I think” his hips shift under you and he fully buries his fingers all the way in his palm rubbing your clit in tandem as he a breathy and gaspy falls from his lips. You’re all whimpers and whines as the white hot feeling washes over you. Your hands grip into his shirt. His body tenses too and he grunts and sighs.
It takes you a moment but you look at him. “Did you just?”
He shakes his head “What? Yeah. I- Shut up-.” he laughs, shaking his head, his cheeks pink.
You pull back and see the clear evidence on his sweatpants. He wipes his fingers on your thigh as you pull away. “Well it looks..” You gasp. “Wait! This is good!!”
He blushes and shakes his head, “I just- you’re so beautiful.. Fucking hot.. I mean look at ya toots.” He grins. “I guess I’m not totally broken.” he shrugs
He breaks from your gaze. “You aren’t broken, idiot.” you make him look at you, your hand on his jaw.
He nods and smiles at you leaning in to kiss you sweetly. “You’re too good to me” he murmurs. A long sigh. “I’ll uh schedule an appointment..” he nods trying to seem nonchalant. “Get it checked out. For you.”
You settle fully into his lap, both of you messy and not caring. Your cheek lays into his chest this time as he wraps his arms around you and you murmur softly, “You know I love you.”
He nods, “Yeah, yeah, yeah. I love you too” he says it like he's annoyed but the kiss that follows on the top of your head says otherwise.
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