𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 - cooper madsen x f!reader || 18+
author's note: i'm a massive insatiable horndog i guess. everybody enjoy this
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“fuck,” he breathes, jaw unclicking as his eyelashes flutter on his cheeks. a single, pearl-sheeny bead of sweat rests on his hairline, lamplight shining through his short-cropped hair. there’s a vein on his forehead that jumps in time with his elevated heartbeat. “fuck.”
the hotel bedsheets clenched in your fists are nicer than you’re used to. they’re slick and smooth, slipping between your fingers as you tense up, back arching off the bed and towards his bare chest. your free hand moving to the back of his neck, feeling the muscles there tighten. a moan escapes your throat.
his eyes open, blissed-out expression softening even further as his gaze lands on you, dark irises full of something you’d really rather not acknowledge. it’s a little too real—a little too much for you to compute right now. a tear smudges his lower eyelid, and he releases the pillowcase to the side of your head to wipe it away, head turning to hide the emotion.
your hand slides down to cup his ass, guiding his hips as he continues to fuck into you. that’s one thing you’ve always admired about your partner. he’s disciplined. no matter how much he feels, he doesn’t let it get in the way of the task at hand. “god,” you gasp, feeling his hard pecs against your tits. his neck is bared to you, and you have the urge to sink your teeth into his flesh.
“so fucking pretty—” he grits out. something follows, but you don’t catch it. cooper has a tendency to slip into his other languages during sex. maybe he thinks that just because you don’t understand whatever he’s saying, the emotional factor lessens. maybe he thinks that telling you he loves you in a language you don’t know means less because you won’t know what he’s said. not that he’s said he loves you. at least, you fucking hope not. either way, hearing him choke out french, languid words slipping past his parted lips as the head of his cock drags along your insides sounds sexy as fuck.
you roll your hips against his and (reluctantly) let go of the bedsheets to grip his shoulders as you flip him over. you settle down onto him, feeling as he brushes previously inaccessible spots. his hands find your waist as he assists with the movements of your hips, helping you ride him better. your fingers run over his muscular front, searching for purchase. the new position sends shocks of white-hot pleasure up your spine and your thighs begin to shake around him.
when your fingers run over his jaw, darting dangerously close to his mouth, cooper lets his eyes close again, his abdominal muscles tensing as he struggles to hold back his release. “fuck, baby, i won’t—”
but you’re a step ahead of him, crescendo washing over you, fingers clenching his hair as you come. “me neither,” you moan, eyes shut tight. “fuck. fuck.” you feel his warm body shudder beneath yours as he follows suit, his hands kneading at the flesh of your hips, grounding himself. when your eyelids flutter open and you look down at him through hazy eyes, his jaw ticks and a smirk spreads over his face.
“better than that guy from the bar, hm?” he teases, shifting onto his side as you climb off of him, settling into the hotel bed, your body pressed against his. he fixes your hair subconsciously, moving strands so as to fix your part. his fingertips are rough on your scalp, short fingernails stretching nicely.
you let out an encouraging hum and close your eyes. falling asleep like this next to your partner doesn’t mean anything, right? shit like this can be casual. for you, anyway. sometimes, when you look at cooper, despite his argumentative words, you wonder whether or not he’s capable of the same.
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