Skin
Archie being OBSESSED with reader…
Tw: alcohol, weed, not smut but sex is implied
Song: Skin - Mac Miller
Archie had been the first guy you dated who wasn’t a total asshole. He takes care of you, spoils you and makes sure to keep you happy and satisfied with anything. The other guys you’ve dated before? It gives you chills just to think about their faces. As soon as you met him, you stuck to each other like magnet. Having him leave bed every morning for work had to be the only pain he causes you. Abandoning you in the cold satin bed sheet, him being your only source of warmth in the morning.
This morning was no different, you watch him get dress as you’re still in bed pretending to still sleep. Your eyes stuck on the muscles of his back as he put his shirt on, unintentionally flexing them. When you feel like he’s about to turn back face to you, your eyes close. You hear him chuckle softly before feeling his presence right next to you. His long fingers brush out the hair that has fallen infront of your face.
“You’re not good at fake sleeping you know that right?” He murmurs with his British accent that drives you crazy. That’s enough to make you crack a smile, but not open your eyes. He leans down, pressing a kiss on your cheek before whispering into your ear. “I’ll come get you at 7 in the evening for the premiere.” Then he leaves, your eyes then snap open, registering his words. Fuck, the premiere tonight for his new movie, you’ve totally forgotten.
By 6:30 you were surprisingly ready, Archie would be so proud of you for being ready in advance, you think as you look at yourself in the mirror. The dress hugged your body perfectly, your hair styled in a way that framed your face and made your makeup stand out. You were glade to have half an hour before Archie came to pick you up, that way you could have a glass of wine to relax before going to the premiere.
When you hear the sound of the front door opening, you finish the last sip of Rosé and walk out of the kitchen. Archie walks in the house, the first thing his eyes land on is you. “Oh God” You hear him say, his eyes looking you up and down. “You look… wow, I barely have the words baby, your perfect” He continues, walking up to you, putting his large hands on your hips. You smile brightly at him, your face lighting up when you do.“You don’t look bad yourself” You say taking how good he looks in his suit. You feel his hand slip from your hips to your hand, leading you out of the house.
The whole night he’s either looking at you or touching you. His hand on your back, thigh or holding yours. You feel so proud of him tonight, seeing him shine in what he’s good at. When you finally enter the warmth of your home you’re greeted with Archie’s strong arms wrapping around you from behind.
His lips find their way to your neck leaving wet kisses from your collarbone to your jaw. You put your hand on top of his, tilting your hand to the side to give him more space. “You were amazing tonight, I’m so proud” You say turning around to face him “We should celebrate” You add with a small smirk tugging at your lips. His hands go up and down your body slowly, feeling every curve and dip. “What are you thinking, baby?” He mumbles against your skin, his lips now right under your ear. “How about we roll one up and see where that takes us?” He hums in agreement, kissing your cheek before answering. “I’ll go get the stuff, you just sit on the couch and look pretty, hm?” You nod, feeling his hands slide off your body as he walk away.
You on the other hand, find your way to the couch. It’s crazy how you just listen to him and do what he tells you to. Even if it’s as simple as sitting down and waiting for him, there’s something in you that just pushes you to be good for him. And honestly, with that voice how could you not? You used to say you’d never obey to a man, but here you are being so perfect for him. You don’t dislike it, it’s comforting to have someone guiding you and smoothing the world around you.
Archie quickly comes back, sitting right beside you and setting the stuff on the coffee table. “Should I roll a big or a small one, baby?” He asks, his hand stroking your thigh slowly. “Small, I just wanna feel good” You answer with a soft smile that turns into a pout when his hand leaves your thigh to start rolling up the joint. You lean against him, nuzzling his upper arm, making him chuckle. “Needy, baby?” He mocks making you whine but hum in agreement. Many thought that Archie touching you almost 24/7 would make you sick of it but it did the opposite. You because almost addicted to his touch.
You watch him roll up the blunt, but more his hands and fingers. God, so big but so delicate with their movements, he’s always been good with his fingers and you’re the first one to confirm that. You’re pulled out of your thoughts by Archie’s voice. “Here you go, baby” He hold the perfectly rolled up joint between his fingers, his other hand coming up to stroke your face slowly, making you sit back straight. His thumb trace your lips, feeling the soft skin and wiping off your gloss at the same time. “Open up” He commands and well, you obey, parting your lips. “Good girl” He puts the joint between your lips then light it up for you, your fingers replace his on the blunt as you take a hit.
Hits after hits after hits, passed between you two, the blunt is now all in the ashtray. You’re curled up against Archie, his arm around you. He looks down at you and he throws his head back. “Baby?” He asks, his voice low, you hum looking up to him. “You’re fucking gorgeous you know that?” That makes you chuckle softly. “Yeah you spent all night reminding me” You answer, your hand reaching up behind you to go in his hair. “Stand up, baby, wanna see more of you” His hand slides to your hip, patting it gently to signal you to get up but you don’t want to. You’re so comfortable in his warmth. “But-” You get cut off by him before finishing your sentence. “No buts baby, be good”
You roll your eyes and get up, standing between his legs. “Happy?” You say tilting your head to the side, he puts his hands on your waist, massaging it gently. “More than happy, look at you baby, you’re a damn work of art” You blush at his words as he gets up, making you step back. His hands roaming up and down your body gently. “Turn around, baby” he murmurs to you. You turn around, your back now facing him. Archie kisses your shoulder a couple times before trailing them up your neck to right under your ear.
“So fucking beautiful” He whispers, his hands going up your back to find the zipper of your dress. “Wanna show me more, baby?” He adds, still in a low voice. You nod your head but Archie shakes his head from side to side making him nuzzle more into your neck. “Words, baby, I need words” He say going back to leaving kisses this time on your neck. “Yeah, I wanna show you more” You answer, tossing your hair on one side so it wasn’t in the way. He tugs on your zipper once teasingly before actually pulling it down. Archie slides the dress off you, his eyes landing on your bare back.
You step out of the dress then turn around, locking eyes with him before he looks down at your breasts. “Jesus, baby you look even better naked” Archie says with wide eyes, his hands going up to your chest. You look down, his hands so big, you barely can see your tits now. “But it’s a bit unfair don’t you think? You’re all dressed while I’m not” You say as you step closer, undoing his tie. “Why don’t you make it fair then?” You smile at his words, tossing his tie away then unbutton his shirt.
You look at him up and down, now that he’s only in underwear just like you. His body really makes you crazy just like you make him crazy. You can see it in his eyes, the desire and admiration and you love it. “This is so much better don’t you think?” You say putting your hand on his bicep, feeling the muscle under your touch. He responds to your touch my squeezing gently your breast before sliding his hand down to your hips. “So much better, baby, God just look at you” Archie says before leaning kiss your neck repeatedly.
“You know you don’t have to say all this” You whisper, your cheek heating up. “I don’t have to, but I want to. You look too gorgeous for me to not say anything” He mumbles against your skin, his hands starting to roam your curves. “Fucking hell, you make me horny” You answer throwing your head back as he trails his kisses down your neck. “Mmh yeah? That’s kind of the point” He says sucking softly on your collarbone, leaving a purple mark behind before moving down to your breast leaving a kiss on top of each one. You watch as he kneels, kissing down your navel to your stomach. His hands end up on your butt, squeezing and massaging as he nuzzle against your belly.
Your fingers find themself in his hair, playing with the soft curls, your nails scratching against his scalp along the way. He hums, the sound vibrating against your tummy. Archie’s fingers leave your butt to go tug at your panties, once then twice before you nod and the second you do he pulls them down. You expect him to just dive in directly but instead he gets up, picks you up by the thighs making you yelp. “Archie! What the hell?” You chuckle softly wrapping your arms around his neck. “Kidnapping you to the bedroom” He chuckles along with you, kissing the top of your head before walking to the bedroom.
Soon the room, hell the whole house, is filled with moans and wet clapping sounds that leave little to the imagination. Archie takes his time with you, making you feel like the only woman in the world. His touch feels passionate yet comforting, lighting up that fire inside you. Every kiss, every touch, every thrust is filled with his desire and love for you. It’s no surprise that by the end of the night you end up tangled with each other and the sheets, the sweat making your bodies stick together.
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Heheheh how did yall feel about this one? It’s soooooo long.
