Missing Him
Courtland Gentry (Sierra Six) x Reader
Type : Oneshot !
Content : mainly just smut! Dryhumping , praise , mentions of using a vibrator
Summary : You needed Court to help you with your problem, but Court had been gone on a mission for almost a week now. You needed him .
Authors note : this is like one of my first smut oneshots so… pls be kind
You felt like an animal in heat.
That's a bad way to put it, actually...
You were deaddrop horny.
Your husband, Courtland Gentry, had been away on a mission for almost a week now. He had left for months on missions afore and it hadn't done this to you. You wondered why you were just.. missing him so much this time.
You tried solving your problem by remembering his lips and touch as you rode whatever you could find. It was a pillow at first. Then it was a pile of his clothes-- gross, I know.. you were going insane at that point, so don't judge. Once you had remembered the vibrator you had buried deep in the closet, you were ecstatic.
You tried the vibrator. It didn't work. Nothing worked. You needed him so, so, so badly. Warmth had just been pooling at the bottom of your stomach for so long, and at this point it hurt. You needed to get rid of the warmth.
3 A.M. .Currently laying on your bed, rutting into the sheets (as if it would help), you heard the soft click of the front door. It was a rather faint sound, so you hoped you weren't just hearing things.. When you heard soft footsteps move their way through the house and to the kitchen, your heart jumped.
The kitchen sink turned on for a moment. He was probably washing up a bit. You carefully got up and made your way to the kitchen with a hurried pace.
When you saw Court wiping his forearms with a washcloth, you swore you felt your underwear soak. Why was the simple movement so hot?? Why did you feel so hot over him being so innocent? You just stared, basically drooling over him.
"You're not asleep?" Court finally decided to hum out. He knew you were awake since the moment you got up to come see him.
His rough voice broke your gaze, and you eyes locked onto his. He wasn't looking at you. He was busy washing the gunk (dirt, dust, and who knows what..) off of his arms.
"Can't really sleep." Your voice wavered, fighting off a whine that dared to escape.
Court paused for a moment before continueing his wash. He knew what was happening. He knew why you couldn't sleep just by the sound of your voice. His muscles flexed as he moved. Water from the washcloth dripped down his arm.
"Why?" He said, turning the sink off.
He set the washcloth in the sink, not wanting to deal with it right now. His boots shuffled to grab his duffel bag that was sat on the nearby dinner table.
You swallowed hard. Even the sound of his boots scraping against the wood floor was hot. He looked at you for a moment, noting the big t-shirt and no pants combo you had going.
"Just missed you--" You murmured.
He nodded, his gaze moving back to the bag.
"The mission was long than it was said to be. I'm sorry, love." His voice was tired.
You felt bad for being so needy when he was so tired. Dismissing the boiling heat in your stomach would be so hard, but you would try to do it for him if he was too tired. You hoped you could wait. Gosh-- using him while he slept didn't sound that bad. You just needed him.
“Show me how much you missed me." His gruff voice cracked you right out of your thoughts.
You blinked.
Your body quickly pulled you to him. You kneeled in front of him, and he grabbed a bundle of your hair. Finally feeling free to do so, you let out a whine. He continued to go through his bag on the table with his free hand, letting you do what you wanted. You let out a huff and your body twitched, making your clit barely press against his boot for a moment.
Your hips bucked when it had felt that friction, so your body instinctivly moved closer to his boot. Court let out a small huff, which you were sure was a laugh. He was amused by how needy you were.
Panting was already heard from you. Your hips worked on his chunky boot, chasing an orgasm. You hugged his leg to be more stable.. and to be closer so you could smell him better. You really liked the musky scent he brought home after every mission.
He could tell you were getting close. Your hips stuttered against him and your breaths got longer. His grip on your hair tightened.
“Atta girl..”
Those simple words made you lose it. Your mouth hung open as you came, little moans coming from it. Cum soaked through your underwear onto his boot, leaving a wet spot. You rested your head against his leg, panting.
You whined as your sensitive clit rested against his boot. Getting up would take so much energy, and you didnt have that right now. Court knew that, so he gently pulled you up and gave you a quick kiss.
"You missed me a lot, hm?"
