itβs been a while - stanford!art donaldson x reader
authorβs note: hey guys Iβm back asf π my challengers obsession is on another level I donβt wanna talk about it I canβt put it into words. this fic is lowkey inspired by a few diff scenes from the movie but also by this (NSFW!!!!!) tweet that i found -> https://x.com/sexarchiv/status/1818683083681677640?s=46
I hope y'all enjoy! I wrote this rlly fast lmao
WARNINGS! pnv, oral (f receiving), cheating, humping i guess, reader is dating patrick, they hook up in the readers dorm at stanford, basically reader is tashi but like not actually
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It had been a month since you've started school and you had barely seen Art. Youβd seen your boyfriend Patrick more times than him, and Patrick didnβt even go to Stanford. One day when you're on the courts practicing, Art walks in and begins to watch you play.
βYou gonna say something stranger? Or are you just gonna keep staring like a creep?β You say sarcastically.Β
He laughs and tilts his head, leaning against the fence behind him.Β
"Hey now, I'm just admiring the view. You're looking pretty good out there.βΒ
His eyes scan over your body, a playful smirk on his face.
βThank you, Iβve been practicing like nonstop. How have you been? I feel like we havenβt talked in forever.βΒ
You pick up your things and begin to walk towards the food court.
"Pretty good, pretty good. Just been keeping up with tennis practice and trying to keep my grades up. You know, the usual student life." He chuckles and glances over at you. "I've missed seeing your face. It's been too long."
βHow come you haven't said hi? Not to guilt you or anything, but l've been pretty lonely since school started. I could use someone to talk to and I'm sure you could too. college is hardβ
He stops in his tracks and turns to face you, a genuinely concerned expression on his face.Β
"I'm sorry. Honestly, I thought you had been avoiding me. I didn't want to overstep any boundaries, you know?"Β
βWhy would I be avoiding you, Art?β
You take a bite out of the churro you snagged on the way in before offering it to Art to have a bite. He takes a bite and continues talking with his mouth full.
"Well, honestly, I thought maybe it was because of how I used to flirt with you. I didn't want you to get the wrong idea or anything, especially with you and Patrickβ¦β His voice trails off for a moment while he swallows his food. βBut if I'm being completely honest, l've missed our friendship and Iβve missed hanging out with you."Β
βWait, you were serious with that? I thought you were kidding with the flirty stuff.β
He chuckles and scratches the back of his neck, looking a little embarrassed.Β
"Uh, well, I mean, I do enjoy messing around and getting a rise out of people. But with you..it was different.
βOh god, Art, Iβm sorry. if I would've known I-β
He shakes his head and stops you there with a smile. "No, no need to apologize. Honestly, it was probably more on me than it was on you. I have a hard time being serious sometimes, you know that.β
You pause for a moment to think.
βHey, letβs go back to my dorm. My roommate is gone for the weekend.β
He raises an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eye. "Oh? Yeah... yeah let's go."
You head back to the dorm, barely making it through the door before his lips meet yours.
*He eagerly reciprocates, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer. He deepens the kiss, exploring your mouth with his tongue.
The kiss begins to deepen and he goes towards your bed.Β
βWait... Art... I need to... shower... we canβt.β
His lips trail down your neck as he gently pushes you onto the bed, his hand sliding down your side.Β
"I don't care... I want you now." He whispers, his breath hot against your skin.
βWait, c'mere.β You continue to kiss him and lead him towards the bathroom. You fumble with the shower behind you turning it on and he begins to tug at your clothes.
He moans against your lips, his hands expertly removing your clothes.Β
"Fuck... I need you." He steps back to admire you, his eyes roaming over your body. He quickly sheds his own clothes before joining you under the hot water. He presses you against the cool tile and continues to devour your mouth.
He kisses down your body, lowering himself on his knees. He reaches your thigh, nipping and sucking at the soft skin. He parts your folds with his fingers, his tongue following suit.Β
"You're so fucking beautiful..." He murmurs, the sound almost lost in the pounding water. Licking and sucking on your clit, he moans into you. He's starving, a hunger only the taste of your release can satisfy. You feel his hard-on hit your leg. You were too busy kissing to pay attention when he had undressed, but he was bigger than you thought.Β
He feels your leg quiver and his cock twitches at the thought of being inside you. He pushes two fingers into you, curling them to find that spot that makes you squirm. He sucks and licks at your clit with more force, his other hand gripping your ass tighter. Your head falls back as you reach your climax, your leg shaking beneath you.Β
Art licks you clean and stands back up meeting your face. His tongue enters your mouth, your own release sweet on his lips. He grinds against your leg needy for his own relief.Β
βYou wanna cum baby?βΒ
He can barely form words to answer your question. He continues to grind against you, his cock painfully hard at this point.
"Ple-please. I wanna be inside you... fuck-" He whimpers into your neck while you rub him teasingly. He's so needy for you.
βFine, let's dry off first.β You turn off the shower and get out leaving him.
You dry yourself off, bending over to dry your legs. Everything is on display for him, he tries to touch himself but you stop him.Β
βNo touching, you can wait a minute.β
He groans in frustration, his cock throbbing with need. He watches you intently, admiring your body with open lust.Β
"I-I can wait..." He stammers, trying to keep his hands off himself.
You throw a towel at him and head over to your bed. He can see you from the bathroom, you sit on the edge of the bed and stare at him patiently. Rushing to dry off, he runs over to you and drops the towel. He hovers over you as you lean back, letting your legs spread. He gasps at the sight of you, his cock jerking instinctively.Β
"Fuck..." He mutters helplessly.
βYou want me to make you feel better?β He nods, staring at you with doe eyes. βOkay. Sit down.β
He quickly sits on your bed, back against the pillows. You straddle him, slightly hovering over his leaking cock. You lower yourself and grind against him, slipping and sliding on his length but not yet letting him enter you.
βDoes this feel good baby?β
He moans loudly, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Yes..!" He moans, trying to control his breathing as he feels your wetness slick against him.
You lift yourself up before lowering back down onto him, this time taking his full length inside of you. He whimpers and quickly bottoms out. Nearly cumming just from being inside of you, he stares up at you, no sound leaving his mouth beside moans.Β
His blue eyes intensely follow your face as you ride him. His grip on your ass tightens as you grind on him. He reaches up, his fingers tracing your jaw as he moans helplessly. He's not going to last long, the feel of you tight around him is sending his mind into overdrive. His hips buck up against yours, thrusting desperately into your warm depths. His cock twitches inside of you, he's close. You ride him slower, thinking it will edge him. Instead, it puts him over the top.Β
He cums inside you, the feeling of his release making you clench around his cock, having a second orgasm. Feeling you tightening around him sends jolts of pleasure through his system as he spills his release inside you. He groans loudly, his fingers digging into your hips as he watches you through heavy lidded eyes, a lazy smile on his lips.Β
"Fuck, baby..." Collapsing on top of him, he kisses your neck. "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that."
His hands slowly, gently trace up and down your back as he holds you to his chest. His lips brush against your neck softly, eliciting a pleased sigh from you.Β
βWe should do that again sometime.β You smirk.
You broke up with Patrick later that day.
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