Soooo okay what if Y/N walked in on bodyguard Duncan masterbating to her. Now what would that look like? Please describe EVERYTHING in detail. (Also body guard Duncan I LOVE him)💟
Duncan enjoyed his job, a little too much. As he is now back in his hotel room at the charity event, taking his time stroking himself, the delicious sounds of his own pre-cum mixed with the cream he’d used was sinful in itself. The thoughts of you running through his head, the way your breasts rubbed against him, the feeling of your wide hips as he held onto you, thinking of how well you’d be able to take him. It drove him mad. And that’s why he’d been in this room, not doing his job, to fuck himself to the thought of you.
And that’s when it happened, you turned the knob of your body guards door, hoping to find him there. You’d been without him for a little bit, and wheneber he is away you get nervous. Butterflies appear and you all of a sudden don’t feel as secure. You could trust Duncan with your life, you knew it. He’d never let anything or anyone harm you, and maybe it was because you’d be touch starved, or hadn’t had a partner in a while, but the way he cared for you had the coil in your stomach turning. Feeling a slight tingle in your heat, just at the thought of Duncan, it was bad. It couldn’t happen, this was his job and you took it too far, he didn’t want that. He was just doing his job.
“Fuckk y/n…” your eyes widened at the sight of it, did he just…say your name? It was him, his black button up shirt opened as his long, and hard member pulsed in his hand, watching his hand jump back from fucking himself as you entered the room.
“SHIT!! Duncan—I’m sorry” you closed the door behind you and covered your eyes not quite sure how to handle the situation.
But it was too late, even with the interruption you heard his silent “fuck” and you heard strangled moans, looking up from your hands you’d see him cumming on himself, hands free, eyes rolled back and gripping the sheets beside him.
Duncan was surprised at your entrance, but something about seeing you had set him off, even after he’d jumped back and stopped stroking himself. Seeing your body, feeling your presence, just you being there while he was in this position had got him off. And he couldn’t hold back his orgasm, squirting his cum all over his stomach, he wished he saw your face, but how intense his release was had him seeing stars, gripping anything he could for leverage as his cock milked itself for you.
“Duncan….” you said, lightly as you walked over to his fucked out body. He was in such a trance, he didn’t even bother covering up.
“I’m so sorry, y/n” he apologized through broken breathes, sitting up as he watched you walk closer to him, finally feeling the bed shift as you sat beside him.
You looked him up and down, analyzing his cum filled chest, and his softened cock. Realizing now he had been saying your name, you inadvertently did this to him. And you loved that you did.
“Don’t be sorry—maybe next time….I could help?” Your voice raised few octaves, feeling bold, your placed your hand on his cock, dragging it down until you cupped his balls, watching him jolt up at the sensation. Biting down hard on his lip as you did, squeezing his eyes shut as he felt you playing with him, overstimulation him for fun.
“Please” Duncan whispered to you through hodded eyes. And you were happy to oblige.
I had to put my phone down before I could even read this, fuck
