you're too sweet for me.
pairing: cooper howard/f!reader
word count: 1,245.
warnings: 18+ Only, Minors Do Not Read!!, smoking, smut, alcohol, swearing, oral sex, p in v sex.
summary: you're with cooper howard, and he's enamored with you. so enamored that he has morning sex after a party with you.
notes: written for @countessvalentines.
gif by: @talesfromthecrypts.
it can't be said i'm an early bird.
back when i was riding fences as a kid, maybe, but this ain't then. sun filters through the curtains, just a sliver, but it's enough to wake my tired eyes. the party the night before had been wild - drinking, laughing, having a good time. we cut loose, we had fun. rolling cigarettes, puffing away and getting blitzed with cocktails. some details are fuzzy, but what's clear as the dawn of the new day ahead - were the sensations, the tastes, the pleasures. i remember long hair draped on my chest as you rode me, your walls fluttering with need as you cried out my name and begged for me to come inside. the floor's hardwood digging into our skin, your skirt pulled up to reveal everything i've ever wanted. you were riding me, on top, hips grinding in a way that caused me to see heaven. your pussy closed around me, throbbing, milking me until the wee hours. never have i felt such pleasure, the way it rolled up my spine and poured into you. the moans, the way the bed rocked - i kiss your shoulder, rolling over to wrap my arms around the softness of your waist.
"mornin'." i mumble between kisses, and i won't deny that i'm stiff. i rub myself against your backside, and i feel you twitch, a moan escaping. i cup your breast, thumb brushing your hardening nipple, and i watch you bite your lip, your hips pushing backward for more. i kiss your cheek, then the apex of your spine. you moan again, reaching back, your talented fingers touching my inner thigh. i can feel myself harden further, my cock pressing. you roll over, your mouth on my mouth, the taste of last night's alcohol still on cherry-red lips. we kiss for what feels like an eternity, but not enough, my tongue licking, your gasps needy. your fingernails run down my chest and abdomen before landing on my lower stomach. you tease the fine hair there, what trails downward, and i buck into your palm. your eyelids flutter at the feeling, and i kiss your neck, then nip downward. my lips part, enveloping one of your nipples, and i suck, your body shivering in delight. you work me with a strong wrist, your warm skin causing me to grunt as i thrust slowly, gently. i tell you i need you, that i want you more than you could imagine. your legs part, and i can smell you - it causes my mouth to water, the idea of licking you clean at the forefront of my mind.
i take your hand, your grip loosening, before i kiss the crook of your elbow. you smile, a fresh groan at the sight, and i shift down the bed. your thighs open completely, and i take them in my palms, massaging them. it's what i want, it's what i need, and as i open you and begin to lick, i can taste your wetness. you are turned on, your hands in my hair, your hips jerking upward. you're my lover, my confidant, and i wouldn't have it any other way. you moan my name - "cooper." it comes out thick like molasses, and your choked groans as i slip my tongue into your causing your spine to roll closer for more, more, more. my fingers inch upward, across the space, hands grasping your breasts. i stroke, playing with your nipples, my chin rigid as i fuck you with my tongue. tasting you, the beautiful, ripe juices dripping down my face, i look up, watching your eyes. they're glazed-over with lust, your moans breathy, hitched. you're close, and i can feel your walls contract when i slip in my finger. i pump you, tongue rolling on your clit, the pulse of it leaping up into my mouth. you tangle your fingers in my hair, and your hips jump, your thighs tight and shaking. you're breathing my name, strangled between groans of pleasure. i continue, my finger down to the knuckle, my tongue lapping, warm. when you come, your eyelids flutter, a primal sound echoing between us. i can feel the pulsing, i can taste your come, my eyes closing to savor each drop as i replace my finger with my tongue once more. i lick you out, tasting fruit, your pussy twitching as you climaf again, gripping the sheets.
when we're finished, when you're shivering and reaching for me, i climb up your body, the softness pressed against me. i lean on my side, right next to yours, my kisses tasting of you. i brush my nose against your cheek, arms wrapped around yours. you note my still-lingering hardness, your palm closing around it, my cock pressed into your grip. "you don't have to worry about that, darlin'." i coo, my voice rough but slick with humidity. you smile at me, small, devious, and that wickedness drives me wild. your eyes flash, hungry, your body shifting on the sheets. you press your hand to my chest, pushing me onto my back gently, before you mount me, your walls still wet and your thighs damp with it. you slip me inside slowly, lowering yourself, my pelvis already needy as it bucks. you gasp, fingernails curling against my chest, a rhythm picked up as you please yourself on my cock. you gasp again, hips rutting, a bounce causing your breasts to move, and i lean up, grasping your backside. i guide you onto my lap again, face to face, kissing between groans of ravenous want. you ride me, my lips on your neck, your pussy clutching my cock, my back taunt as i fuck upward. your pussy feels like heaven, enveloping me and squeezing again, your groans mixing with mine into a symphony of dirtiness. we fuck hard, our hips slapping, the sound of sex and grunts filling the air. i lick up the side of your neck, my teeth on your earlobe, my whispering causing your nipples to harden, to press to my chest. "you're such a good fuck, sweetheart."
my orgasm is on the horizon, and so is yours. i can sense it, the twitch of your walls, and when they close around me in that lustful, needy way - i grunt. i call your name, precious syllables crawling from my throat. i thrust fast, quick, before i begin to pulse deep inside of you. come spills from me, shooting, ropes filling you to the brim. it leaks out, the sound of cock in pussy turning me on, and i fill you again, leaning you back to kiss your sternum. i work my way upward, kissing, nipping, before we passionately interlock lips. the sunlight now leaks freely into the room, our bodies holy, lit up like halos of each other. we kiss again, and i lay you down, sliding out slowly, watching our mixed juices as they slowly drip. "that's a good girl." i whisper against your neck, and your smile, warm and inviting, captivates me. we lay, my head between your breasts as i continue to kiss your skin. you smell sweet, but the earthy love between your legs causes me to close my eyes, breathing deeply. we smell of fresh sex, hot and sticky, and i lean my head up to look at you. "should we continue this in the shower?"
you're too sweet for me, but on these late nights and mornings - you're exactly what i need.