A Taste of your Profession pt.2
ৎ୭ Summary: Riley and reader have been on five dates already, he goes to her apartment for a movie night. Pt.1 here A Taste of your Profession
ৎ୭ Warnings: no use of y/n, fluff, teasing/seduction, smut, porn with plot, dom reader, switch Riley, face sitting, p in v, wrap it before you tap it, cable play, cowgirl, dirty talk, dry humping, begging, praise kink, spanking, emotional sex, confessing love, little mentions of blood, dacryphilia kink, big dick Riley, doggy style, face riding, oral (f receiving), “good boy” used
ৎ୭ Author’s Notes: Slightly inspired by the movie The Sentiment of the Flesh. Spent the whole night finishing this, Monster ultra peach keen gave me strength.
Riley’s heart sinks to his stomach with anticipation.
The rain droplets hit hard on the pavement. Riley has been sitting in his car for the past three minutes since he arrived at your apartment. His thoughts were eating him alive.
Yes he’s excited to finally step foot in your home, seeing how you decorated the place with all your favorite things. But he truly tries his best to push that nervous feeling aside. Riley should be ready. Hell he already has been on four other dates with you in the past three weeks.
The second date y'all went together was the Bowling Alley, Riley lost with forty-eight points and you won with seventy-five. On your third date you both decided to go try out the new froyo place. Which ended in a heated makeout session, teeth knocked into each other’s. A few days later you had asked him on a fourth date, this time at a Mexican restaurant where you lied and said it was Riley’s birthday to get triple chocolate cake. Previously y'all had a picnic at the park a few blocks away from your apartment. Likewise Riley had enjoyed every moment with you.
However he doesn’t know if you feel the same way as him. Oh come on, she wouldn’t have asked you on a date if she didn’t feel the same way or invited you to her apartment. That's true, but Riley needs clarification from you. He wants to hear you say it. Moan it. Yell it from the rooftops. One of the three. Don’t rush it Riley, just get out of the car. She’s waiting for you.
Riley gets out of his car, jogging to your porch to avoid the harsh rain. He raises his arm hesitantly knocking on the door. The sound of your hurried footsteps could be heard from behind the door. You opened the door with a huge grin on your face. “Riley, come in”, you say while pulling him by the sleeve of his jacket. He stumbles into the apartment closing the door behind him. Riley looks deeply into your eyes, “Hi”. “Hi”, you respond back shyly. Riley takes a deep breath and looks around him. A creamy white was the color of the walls covered with pictures of you and a cat that you mentioned on your past dates. He looks down at the ground, dark brown floor boards.
Riley looks up at you seeing a shy expression on your face. Oh Shit! All I said was hi and just looked at her apartment like I’m the Landlord. The room was filled with awkward silence. Fuck! Say something… anything. Riley clears his throat, “I love your ho— a faint meow interrupted him. Both of you looked down seeing a fuzzy gray cat. You bend your knees and pick up the furry creature. “This is my handsome son Milo. Milo this is Riley”, Milo looks at Riley up and down. Is the cat judging me?
“Well it seems that he likes you”, you say putting Milo down. “Him staring at me like I’m nothing means he likes me”, Riley chuckles. “It’s better than him hissing at you. Why don’t I show the rest of my home”, you grab Riley’s hand leading him the way.
The tour of your apartment only took a couple minutes. Riley complimented every room and decor. Your home was filled with everything you loved, never hiding anything about you.
“My living room, the last place of the tour”, you huffed excitedly. Turning to face Riley you noticed that he was still wet from the rain. “Oh you poor baby, you’re wet. Take off your jacket”. The word “baby” ran chills down Riley’s spine. He takes off his jacket without a second thought. Handing it to you, you placed it on your kitchen counter. To stop his heart from racing, “So what are we watching?”
“Um well you remember on our last date you said that you like psychological movies. I decided for us to watch something around that genre”, you tell him cheerfully. You actually listen to me. Blood rushes to his cock. Did my pants just tighten?!
“That sounds great”, he blurted out. Sounds great. Riley you could’ve said something better than that. “But here’s the thing, it has a lot of sex scenes. You okay with that?”, you questioned. He nodded, deciding to keep his mouth shut before saying something dumb.
You grab a hold of his hand and lead him to the couch. Riley sits down on the plushed couch, feeling comfortable. You sit on his right. Laying your head on his shoulder with the remote in your hand, you start the movie.
You weren’t lying when you said there’s a lot of sex scenes in the movie. Almost every 12 minutes the two main actors are fucking. In the woods, club bathrooms, kitchens. Even at their own jobs. Maybe she’s giving you a hint. That’s the third time that thought has entered Riley’s mind.
Suddenly, you repositioned yourself, laying your head on his lap. Your head directly on his cock. But you weren’t facing the screen. What is she doing? Your eyes were dark, filled with lust. Your teeth scraped the zipper to his jeans. Pulling it down slowly. His dick gets harder just by you edging him.
“Can I?”, tugging on his pants. “Yes please”, he whimpers. Tugging his pants to his ankles you sit on his lap. His legs in between you. Your cunt sits directly on his cock. Riley can feel your heat beneath all the fabrics. Causing his dick to twitch. Slotting your lips between his, you grind hard on his dick. “Oh Fuck~~ DONT Stop”, Riley cries. His hands meet your waist. Pushing you down harder on his cock.
Spit drools down your chins. Rutting into each other messily. Riley glasses fogged from the heavy breathing. This feels a hundred times better than his dreams. You bit down on his lip, causing it to bleed. Somehow in a way your eyes got darker seeing the blood pouring from his lip. Grabbing his jaw ruthlessly, your tongue meets his bottom lip. Happily licking the blood. Your breath shudders, “Riley the reason why I invited you here was to have sex with you, but differently…” He’s panting heavily looking at you confused.
“I want to explore your occupation in a sexual manner. Do you understand what I mean?”, you ask, voice holding concern. Riley shakes his head no while letting out a little panting breath. “What I’m saying is you work with computers. You’re around USBs, motherboards and wires. I want to have sex with you but with you tied up. Not rope, not handcuffs, wires”, you say releasing a deep breath. Looking into his eyes you see that he needs clarification. “Riley, I love being around you. I feel calm with you. You're not disgusted with my job and my cat seems to like you. I want you to know that I only want to be with you. I want to continue what we have right now. Do you want that Riley?” He nods his head.
“No, I don’t want you nodding. I need words. I need to hear you say yes I want this”, your voice cracks. Riley’s thumb rubs gently on your waist. “I want you more than anything I could ever imagine”. He kisses your nose. “ I need you to bind me with wires”. He kisses your neck. “I need you to use my body for your pleasure”. He finally kissed your lips. “Do whatever you want to me because I’m not planning on leaving”, he said softly looking into your eyes. “Before we go to my bedroom, we need a SafeWord” you whispered into his lips. “How about cupcakes?”
“Can you remember that, I don’t want to go too overboard”, you laid out. “Honey I will tell you when it’s too much for me”.
Getting up from the couch, you walk towards your room. Taking off pieces of your clothes one by one. Leaving a trail for Riley to follow. He trails behind you undressing himself.
Walking into your bedroom you grab him from the back of his neck, smashing his lips into yours. Able to feel his big hard cock against your stomach. Pushing him down on the bed, “Stay”, you ordered. Walking over to your vanity you grab something, hiding it behind your back. Riley tries to peek over. “You wanna guess”, saying it with a teasing smile. “Is it the wires?”, hoping his answer was correct. Standing in between his spread legs, cock on full display. Riley pulls your hands from behind your back revealing the red wires.
“Lay on your back and grab the headboard”, Riley had never moved that fast in his life. He does what you ask. His hands reach his face trying to remove his glasses. “One rule: glasses stay on. I want you to see what I’m going to do to you”. You sit on top of his abs. Your slick coated pussy makes a squelch sound when you slam his wrist to the bed post. Holding the red wire in your left hand directly in Riley’s face. “This is for your wrist”, you seductively whisper. Riley feels the wire against his wrists. “You've never been tied up before”, you asked while tying. “It’s been a while …since I had sex and don’t usually participate in these.. kinks”, he answered hesitantly. “Just tell me if it’s too tight or if you don’t like it”.
You start grinding on his abs. “Oh fuck— you look so pretty being tied up”, your nails clawing down hard on his chest. The squelching sounds from your pussy gets louder. Riley’s cock twitches begging to be touched. Whimpers and moans spew from your lips. Riley looks up at you like you hung the moon. Tears fell down his face to his neck. The sound of your headboard banging against the wall makes you open your eyes. Riley’s trying to break free. Looking down at him with a smirk, “what are you doing baby?”
“Please, I want to touch you”, he begs. “I don’t think so handsome. Who’s in charge tonight?”, you already know the answer. He starts full on sobbing muttering “you”. Your pussy clenched just from seeing him cry. Arching your back, you lean down licking up his tears. “OH FUCK— plea- please just let me touch you”, he’s moans. “You want this pussy baby?”, whispering and biting down on his ear. Your left hand twisting his nipple. “Yes— FUCK ah ah”.
“It’s your pussy anyways, you deserve it”, removing his glasses from his face you rise off his chest. Planting your knees on each side of his head. His wrist yanks harder on the cable. “You want to eat me o—, not being able to finish your sentence he interrupted you chanting “yes”. You sit on his face, dropping your weight on him. Electricity runs through your body from the way Riley sucks on your clit. Riding on his face, his nose bumping into your clit just right. Your moans getting louder. Riley tongue laps up at your cunt. Mixing his spit and your arousal. Your stomach tightens, gripping Riley’s hair shoving his face harder into you. He breathes you in. His tongue meets your tight hole forcing his way in. “Mmh mh ah Riley— don’t stop”, you moan out.
He groans into your pussy, causing your body to vibrate. You feel yourself getting close. Grinding on his face harder, suffocating him. Knowing Riley would die happy between your thighs. Sucking on your clit harder, your body shudders while you cum. You’re breathing heavily and wincing when you get off his face. Riley takes in a deep breath and exhales. You place his glasses on his face. Looking at him, his face covered with your cum. Make your thighs clench. He noticed, “Instead of you sitting there you can come take this cock”. Your eyes widened. Does Riley think he can top you?
Sitting on his big meaty thighs you stare deeply into his eyes. “Baby I’m not the one tied up and was crying over not being touched. You think you could speak to me like that?” He holds his breath realizing how much trouble he’s in. “You going to answer me or just keep on staring?”, you said, waiting for an answer. “I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean it. You’re in charge, do whatever you want”, he stammered.
“You didn’t mean it? So you don’t want me to ride your dick”, you say acting dumb. Riley’s heart dropped and broke into a million pieces. His ears ringing and tears filled his ears. Lips wobbling, pleading to you that he wants to be inside you. “NO BABY PLEASE” and “I NEED TO BE IN YOU”. Grinning from ear to ear you grab a hold of his cock. Stroking and twisting him in your hand. Precum dribbles from his tip to the base of his cock. Riley’s body shakes. Hovering over his cock you say “Look at me”. Riley’s eyes meet yours.
“If you be a good boy I’ll let you cum inside me, but if you start tugging on the wires I will stop. And leave you with blue balls”. He whimpers, “I’ll be a good boy”. Without a warning you slip him deep inside you. Moans are spewing out of both of you. You’re bouncing on his cock at a rapid pace like he’s nothing but just a toy. The sound of your ass meeting his balls filled the room.
His cock stretching your pussy to fit him. Your eyes roll to the back of your head from the way he’s hitting your g spot. “Am I being a g-good boy?”Riley moans. Ohs and ahs fall from your mouth. Nodding your head and grinding down his cock, “Such a good boy for me”. Riley smirks. Your thighs tighten. Slowing your pace you untie Riley. Right when he felt that he was free. He moved you off him, the loss of his dick made you whimper.
Riley pushes you down on your stomach. Coming up behind you with his hands around your waist pulling your ass up. His hand meets a hard smack on your ass. Causing you to flinch and let out a moan. “I knew you would love that”, he chuckles while thrusting his cock inside your glistening tight hole. Screams and moans can be heard throughout the apartment. Riley’s speed increased with every thrust. Spanking you whenever your knees wobble. “You want my cock to slip out of you”, he groans. Whimpering “no” he grabs your wrist pulling them to your back. Laying your head on his chest and your back arching. The new position makes him go deeper inside you.
Your tits bounce with every thrust. Riley’s hand glides down your stomach. Spreading your lips he finds your clit. Giving it a little pinch you yelp. He rubs on your clit in a circular motion. You throw your head back feeling your stomach tightening again. “FUCK Riley I’m gonna cum”, you scream. He starts thrusting faster, pushing your face into the pillow. “Cum baby- cum for me”, he moans. no.
Crying into the pillow and meeting his thrust. You both cum. Riley buries himself deep into your cunt. Softly rutting in you. He kisses your shoulder and pulls himself out of you. Flipping you over, he grabs your face pulling you into a kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue making you moan. Breaking the kiss he stands up lifting you into his arms. “Where are we going”, you chuckled. He smiles at you, “I need to take care of you. Where’s your shower?” Pointing down the hallway you direct him to your bathroom. Trying to keep your legs still because you feel his cum slipping out of you.
