Ophelia || charlie baker x reader
synopsis: charlie baker is your best friend's older brother. despite the intense attraction that lives between you two, charlie keeps denying himself what he really wants.
warnings: 18+, angst, smut, fluff, porn with plot
authorโs note: lol i wrote this months after i said i would, but it has finally come to fruition. there is a kinda dubious interpretation of hamlet and ophelia in this, but it's been a while since i read that play, so just pick up what i'm putting down. also lowk if you've never watched cheaper by the dozen, you can def still read this, all you need to know is that charlie is a small town fb player who hates the new city his parents moved to.
Charlie Baker hates Evanston. He hates the douchey guys and their neverending jabs about his small town hickness. He hates his new football team, not that he ever cared much for football in the first place. He hates how his parents are never home, how things keep changing despite the promises that they wouldnโt. Perhaps most of all, he hates that when heโs by himself, trying to relax in the most intimate way he knows how, the only image that pops into his head is his younger sisterโs best friend.ย
It wasnโt always like this. At first, Charlie was happy that his sister was adjusting so much better than he was to the move. He was glad that Lorraine had such a good friend like you. But what he didnโt understand was why you had to be over at their house all the time in your short skirts and tight tops, licking on your bubblegum lollipops in such a manner that makes him feel guilty for looking.ย
You provoked him in the most unfamiliar of ways. Charlie had never seen anyone like you, so preppy and accessorized. He never thought that a city girl like you could be his type, but the more he tried to deny it, the stronger his attraction grew. You were a Y2K barbie incarnate, entirely untamable and undeniable all at once. He knew his way around the timid girls of Midland, but you were bold and brash, marching to the beat of your own drums in four inch pumps. Charlie felt his small town naivety exposed under your bedazzled light, and it scared him. It scared him how he couldnโt go a day without running through thoughts of your laugh, your perfect hair, that perfume you wear, your legsโฆย
On the other side of the equation was the image of coolness and control. You knew exactly what you were doing. The first day the Bakersโ started at your school, you met Charlie. He sat next to you Western Lit, and you swore you fell in love at first sight. His shaggy dark brown hair paired with the most perfect face you had ever seen. The way his bicep swelled when he curled his arm. He never even glanced your way, his brooding persona taking center stage, but that sure didnโt stop you from stealing your fair share of looks.ย
Later in the week, you met the sweetest girl in your art class, Lorraine, which soon led to the discovery that your new friend and destined lover were in fact siblings.ย
On one the first occurrences of your now regularly scheduled hangouts at the Baker house, you inquired to Lorraine about Charlie.
โWhatโs your brother's deal?โ
โYou know, heโs so closed off. He never talks to anyone in class. It doesnโt seem like he has any friends. Is he just really introverted?โ
โNo, Charlie used to be outgoing, before the move. He just hates it here. Honestly, I think as soon as he graduates he's gonna go back to Midland and marry Beth.โ
โBeth?โ You inquired further.
โShe's his ex. All I know is that they are on a break because Beth didnโt want to do long distance, but he still visits her all the time. Anyways, do you still think you can bedazzle my phone like yours?โ
You pensively thought about Charlie. You wanted him so badly, but can any girl really get a guy that doesnโt want to be got?ย
โOf course! Hand it over.โ If anyone could, it was you. Whether Charlie knew it or not, you were a girl who tended to get what you wanted, and it was poor judgement to put your resolve to the test. Try as he might to detach all claws from the city, this city girl desperately wanted to sink her claws into him.ย
You had always possessed a preference for a more provocative palette of garment, but the outfits you concocted at the Bakerโs house were a different breed of man-eating excellence. You put all of your moves of seduction on the table from bending over in your low rise jeans lace thong combo and batting your eyelashes intently as you said hi to him.ย
You liked to stay for dinner if the Bakers could manage one more. You loved Lorraine and Charlieโs younger siblings, and they seemed to like you too. You were talkative, attentive, and shiny, like a flower in full bloom. Every now and then, you made everyone laugh, and you got to collect a mental image of Charlieโs perfect smile and rosy cheeks.
Your progress in your mission felt stagnant, and you would be lying if you said you didnโt find it irritating. You have never had this much trouble with any guy, but Charlieโs walls were put up with the strongest cement.ย
You noticed Charlieโs eyes on you from afar, but no matter how thick the air, he never approached the bench. For Charlie, the distance helped wane the growing tension, but hell broke loose when you closed the gap. You and Charlie had Western Lit together first period, a class often skipped by Charlie so he could (according to Lorraineโs investigations) go visit his friends back home in Midland. Despite his delinquency, you - kindly and without ulterior motive - packed his missing assignments when you headed to the Baker house and offered to help him with them.ย
โHi!โ You say, bubbly as ever, peering into his room.
Charlie jumps up at the sound of your voice filling up his space.โOh, hi. Sorry, Lorraine isnโt home. I think she has a club meeting.โ He sits up in his bed, staring at you with his big eyes.
โI know! I was actually here to see you,โ You sound nervous, an emotion that Charlie didnโt know you could feel. You unfortunately were nervous, at this point, the man usually asks you out. You never had to play a card as vulnerable as this one to spend time with someone. If Charlie wasnโt a real life Superman, you would be ridiculing your own desperation. โI have your English assignments from when you were absent. Itโs crazy how you always seem to get sick during first period.โ You sarcastically tease. Charlie laughs and flashes his sharp canine. Your heart gets tight.
โThanks for bringing them.โ He grabs the papers from your grasp. โI havenโt read Hamlet, but I guess I have to figure out who Ophelia is,โ He replies, scanning the worksheet over.
โI can help you if you want,โ You offer with rehearsed nonchalance.
Charlie knows he should say no. He knows having you any closer, past the doorway and into his room, will cross a line, and yet, โYeah, that would be really great, thanks.โ
Your voice is sweet and soft as you explain Shakespeare to him, and Charlie is beating himself up for staring down your shirt. You feel his eyes flicker on and off your body, like his head and heart are battling for control.
You are lying down on his bed, stomach down, reviewing your notes. Charlie sits up, leaning against the headboard with his huge fucking body sprawled out. You bite the inside of the cheek to calm down.
You were sucking on a light pink lollipop, bubblegum, the only flavor you really like.ย
โEvery time I see you, you always have a sucker in your mouth,โ Charlie observes.
โOh yeah, itโs kind of embarrassing. I have an oral fixation, and I used to bite my nails but then I would ruin the polish, so I switched to lollipops. Better and sweeter than torturing my hands.โ
โOral fixation?โ He questions further.
โBasically, itโs like- uh, I like having something to do with my mouth.โ You pop the sucker back into your mouth, lips puckered around the tip.ย
Charlie almost chokes, desperately trying to ignore the elephant-sized innuendo in the room. He pivots back to English.
โIโm confused. Why is Hamlet saying he doesnโt love Ophelia all of a sudden.โ
โMm, there are lots of different analyses on the scene. Negatively, we can argue that his misogyny and her betrayal leads him to fall out of love, but on the contrary, one could say that Hamlet pushes Ophelia away to protect her from his descent into madness, the murder he will commit.โ
โTo spare her heart from being broken?โ Charlie prompts tenderly.
โRight, exactly.โ You stare at one another, his wandering gaze settles on your lips. Suddenly a ruckus from downstairs emerges followed by a screech or two from the younger Bakers.ย
It pulls the both of you out of the lavender haze. โShould we check on them?โ You let out a concerned chuckle.
โI think Nora's taking care of them, at least attempting to. Sorry my house is so loud. It has only gotten louder since we moved to Evanston.โ He heaves a tired sigh.ย
โNo, I like it! My house is really quiet. Lots of stuff, not so many people,โ You tone softens.
โParents not home often?โ You shake your head no.
โI feel that. My mom is gone on a book tour, and my dad, God, heโs so busy he doesnโt even know where I am half the time. Everything has just gone to shit since we moved here,โ Charlie scoffs in annoyance.
โNot to blame you, but donโt you think adjusting would be slightly easier if you tried? Tried to let people in just a little?โ You sit up, eye level with him. โYouโre so solitary, and you have all of this anger inside. I just think you need to release all this pent up frustration.โ You stretched your arms up and out as you said, your chest out beaming out in a sunshiney motion. The stretch caused your shirt to lift up and reveal your shining belly button piercing.ย
โAnd what would be a good way to release my pent up frustration?โ He looked at you with half lidded eyes, flickering between your lips and piercing.
You take his hand and place it on your stomach. His thumb brushes the jewelry with feather light touches. Your body shivers at his cold hand on your warm body. You keep pushing his hand to employ further, pushing it under your shirt. Charlie takes initiative, cupping the underside of your breast.ย
โFuck,, youโre not wearing a bra?โ He raises an eyebrow.ย
You shake your head no again. Charlie gropes your tit completely, rolling the bead of your nipple with his finger. โAh- Charlie,โ You moan. He pinches your nipple, his face peppered in cruel fascination as you whine for him. You tilt your head back, biting your lip.ย
โHey girl! I saw your car parked outside! Where are you?โ A muffled voice shouts from the end of the hall.
Fuck, Lorraine. You scramble off of the bed. Lorraine eventually finds you in Charlieโs room with immediate suspicion entering her mind. Recognition quickly followed when she saw the sprawled out English papers.ย
โGod, you're such a good person. Sheโs even trying to help you graduate, dumbass,โ Lorraine joked at Charlie as she threw her car keys back at him. They landed on the precarious pillow covering his crotch. You followed her out of the room with a startled smile on your face.
Charlie is rock hard, and all it took was barely touching your chest to get him there. He feels like the biggest pervert as he slips his dick out, knowing you are right in the other room. He tries to convince himself that itโs been a long time, that he misses Beth - all futile lies of self preservation when all he can imagine is your cute little body writhing on top of him. It doesnโt take too much time until heโs right there, whispering your name to himself, one hand stroking his cock, caressing his chest and body, coming in thick white streaks. He was utterly fucked.
On a particularly sunshine filled day, after Charlie dropped everyone off at school, he got back on the road to ditch first period and head anywhere other than Evanston. You were corrupting his mind, and Charlie needed to clear it. As he tries to make his escape out of town, Charlie sees you hobbling toward school in your cute kitten heels and ruffled skirt that makes your ass look incredible.ย
He pulls over to the side of the road to inquire. โWhat happened to you?โ
โMy car broke down this morning, and no one could give me a ride,โ you shrug your shoulders, ever the optimist. โLet me guess, youโre skipping?โ
โHow did you know?โ He jests, flashing his million dollar smile.
โYouโre not gonna graduate? You know that, right?โ You jest back, the banter that always edges on flirting between the two of you.
โWell maybe that future isnโt what I have in mind,โ he suggests.
You don't know how to respond to that loaded statement.
โIโm gonna get going. I think I can still make the last half of first period.โ
โWhy donโt you play hooky with me?โ The words leave his mouth before he has a chance to stop them. Unsupervised time with you is a dangerous testament to Charlieโs self control.
โReally? Where are you headed?โ
โWell, I was gonna go to Midland,โย
You scoff, โYou are never going to like it here if you keep going home. I know where we could go, do you trust me?โ You hop into the car.
โDo I have another option?โ You shake your head.
As you direct him to the outer border of Evanston, Charlie quickly realizes you are taking to a private corner of a local lake.ย
โI don't have my swim trunks,โ Charlie warns as he pulls into a sketchy alcove.
โWho needs swimsuits to swim in a lake?โ You look him dead in the eyes, a freshly opened lollipop in between your blushed lips. Charlie swallows heavily at your insinuation.
You guide Charlie to a secluded beach area, your own secret slice of Evanston.
โIsnโt it pretty?โ You smile at Charlie.
โYeah, it's beautiful," He said, staring right into your eyes.
You run in front of him onto the small dock protruding into the water. You kick off your heels, and then your blouse, followed by your skirt. Charlie, shocked, stutters and attempts to turn around for privacy, but heโs already biting down on his fist from the view of your body in nothing but a lace set.ย
โYou getting in?โ You shout out from the water.
โYou are fucking crazy,โ Charlie laughs. He pulls his shirt off, and the sun shines softly on his abs. You attempt subtly in your efforts to check him out, but your eyes widen at his perfect body. Then, his pants came off, and you caught the exceedingly large dick print he threw your way.ย
Charlie cannonballs in with an obnoxiously large splash, one only the eldest boy of 10 siblings could truly master. You shriek and he beams his toothy grin at you before he swims closer. Youโre treading the water, but his feet reach the bottom. Suddenly, the mood shifts from light and fun to thick with tension as you both realize how palpably close your bodies are. You feel the heat radiate from his body. You reach out to put your hand on his chest. Before you get the chance, Charlie dives back into the water.
โRace me to the far-side dock!โ Charlie shouts as he comes back up for air.ย
โNot fair! You have a head start!โ You chase after him.
Both of you know it was a shallow attempt to pretend that you were not about to kiss, but youโve fallen for him too hard that youโll play by his rules if it means you still get to play the game.
You guys tire out in the lake, avoiding any other terse, charged moments. But the issue with sexual tension is that the wait only makes its eventual release so much stronger.ย
Charlie gets a tarp out of his car to lay on the small lakeside beach. You lie down, still in your underwear, letting the sun dry your skin and clothes. Charlie lays down next to you. You lay on your side, and Charlie turns to meet you. Your hair is all in your face, and Charlie reaches his hand out, brushing the strands gently to the side. Instead of retreating back, he lets his hand linger on your cheek. You look at the soft expression brushed upon his face, and you canโt help but close the gap.
You slide closer and kiss him, releasing every emotion you had held in your bones. You felt him tense up at the shock of first contact. Youโre overly eager, gripping his face, straining him of oxygen, clashing your teeth against his by mistake. Charlie can feel you shaking, and he can't tell if itโs the cold lake water or the nerves of your confession.
He breaks apart from your lips. You prepare yourself for rejection, the final nail in the coffin of your unrequited love. You let a deep sigh out, desperately trying to search for an explanation to save face. Right as you are about to speak,
โGod damn it,โ Charlie crashes his lips into yours. He cradles your face between his hands. You moan into his mouth. You opened the floodgates when you kissed him, and now, there was no way he was going back.
He grabbed your waist and pulled for you to move on top of him. You yipped at the feeling of being manhandled by his big hands. He sucks on your tongue sweetly before moving down to your neck. Charlie had deprived himself for so long he was overwhelmed with the choices of your body.ย
Ever the gentleman, Charlieโs hands didnโt wander far from your waist and neck. But you soon felt him get hard through his thin stretch briefs. You rise up, cradling his hips. Heโs on his back, and you're positioned as if you're riding him. You start grinding against him back and forth.
โFuck! Please baby,โ He begs for reprieve.
You take his hands, put them on your hips, guiding him to rock you back and forth, to let him use you how he wants. You run your hands on his body. You touch his abs, run your fingers up his chest, stretching your arms out to his biceps.ย
โGosh, Charlie, youโre so big,โ you were working yourself up as you tell him all the things youโve fantasized about him. โJust kept wishing you would just take me and fuck me, ah,โย
You keep grinding down on him at a frenzied pace, much faster than the slow pace he set for himself to keep from cumming in his briefs.
He flips you onto your back, gently, aware of the hard sand. Once you're settled, Charlie pins your hands above your head.
โYouโre being a brat, taking more than I'm giving you,โ he whispers into your ear, tightening his grip on your wrists.
โI want all of you,โ You moan out as you try to raise your hips to meet Charlie's body.
โGod, you are so spoiled,โ he laughs mockingly.
He kisses you, and the restricted movement is agonizing. He moves down to your chest, enclosed in pink lace, moving one hand down from your wrists to cup your breast. Charlie slides his hand back to the hook. He raises an eyebrow, asking with his eyes before he unclips it. You nod rapidly. Even if someone were to come to this side of the lake on a weekday, you found the idea of being caught with Charlie to be exciting. Something about not being able to have him for this long made you possessive. You wanted everyone to know that he was yours.
โKeep your hands up. Don't move them,โ Charlie warned as he indulged both hands to knead your tits. โI have some unfinished business here,โ It makes you laugh, your laugh which was quickly interrupted with Charlieโs mouth on your nipple, licking the nub before biting down on it. The sucking and popping sounds were driving you just as crazy as the touches to your sensitive nipples.
Charlieโs kisses continue south, and they settle on your tummy. โYouโre piercing drives me crazy, never met a girl with one before,โ his eyes haze over in lust.ย
โI love it,โ He licks a spot next to your belly button before sucking and leaving a mark. He makes his way down further.
โCan I?โ He asks tugging on your lace thong.
โPlease, Charlie,โ He slipped it off completely.
Charlie kisses your clit, wanting so badly to make you feel good. He licks up and down gingerly. Your body quivers in anticipation. Suddenly, he spits harshly before taking his big hand and smearing the combined wetness all over your pussy.
โAh! Fuck, I-โย You yell our for him, and he answers with a long finger pushing against your g-spot.ย
โMore, Charlie please,โ
โYou got it baby,โ He puts one more in while rubbing your clit. His face comes back up to meet yours. Your feet are wrapped around Charlieโs back at this point, digging your heels into the smalls of his back.
โWhy are you waiting, just fuck me already. I need it,โ You whine out.
โYou're not ready yet.โ He opposes. Charlie shoved a third finger inside as he licked your ear. He felt the initial tightness, but when he felt his finger comfortably go in and out, he knew you were ready.
Charlie got off of you completely, standing up to take his briefs off. You could feel your jaw drop unconsciously at the sight of it, his cock looked so deliciously heavy. You wanted it in your mouth, feel the weight of it on your tongue. You wanted him to slap your face with it, the possibilities were endless, but right now you need him to fuck your fluttering pussy.ย
He lowers himself back down. โI don't have a condomโฆโ
โIโm on birth control,โ You reassure him, โBut donโt cum inside,โ you ask. He nods and smiles before he kisses you.ย
He slips it in and you bite down on his shoulder to steady yourself.ย
โDon't move!โ You screech at him when he pushes into the hilt. You let the sting subside before you push out and up against him, giving him the signal to start fucking you.ย
His words matched his pace. At first, his thrusts were slow and soft. He gushed about how pretty you were. He nuzzled his face into your neck and whined your name into your skin.
โYou always smell so sweet,โ He licks a stripe down your neck. โSo pretty, so perfect,โ You were getting worked up fast as you got used to his size.ย
You start thrashing yourself against his body, impaling yourself on his staff at a brutal rhythm.
โOh- Fuck, you canโt just-โ Charlie lifted his chest off your body, grabbing your hips down with one hand. You were too far gone. Charlie readjusted your bodies, he got on his knees, and lifted your hips to meet him himself.
โYou want it like this? Huh? You want it rough?โ He taunted as he set a punishing pace. Charlie moved closer, your ankles resting on his shoulders.
โThis is what you wanted all along isnโt it? All those short skirts, fuck.โ
โYes, Charlie, just you, wanted you!โ Your head threw back in pleasure.ย
โTortured me for weeks,โ He thrusted harder, letting go of all the tension between the two of you.
โDreamt about this, better than anything I couldโve imagined,โ His pace falters, and you could feel him get close. He puts his hand back on your clit, pushing you over the edge.
โKiss me, please,โ You beg.
You come breathing shared air, a painfully intimate experience.
โI'm gonna cum!โ He pulls out frantically, and with a few strokes, releases on your chest. Charlie collapses on your legs, dead tired from the physical exertion.
You prop yourself up on your elbow and giggle at his spent form. He stares at you as you swipe his load off your chest with your finger and suck it off of your finger. You savor as though it's sweeter than any bubblegum lollipop.
โYouโre deranged,โ Charlie looks like heโs about to pass out from pleasure.ย
Charlie wipes you off with his t-shirt, letting you know he has a spare in the car. He gestures for you to come close so he can wipe you down, kissing your forehead afterwards. You clean up and put your clothes back on while he remains shirtless in blue jeans, straight out of a Calvin Klein ad.
You led the way back to the car, and Charlie followed close behind. Despite your physical confession, your mind was racing a million revolutions per second. Does he even want to be with you? Maybe your attraction to him was purely physical in the beginning, but your heart couldnโt handle the rejection now. You were quiet and pensive, a rarity of your personality.
As you both go in the car, Charlie sensed your unease.
โIโm pretty awful at telling people what I want.โ He breaks the unbearable silence.
You lift your sunken head up from the passenger seat to meet his eye. He hadnโt started the car yet.
โMy dad, he loves football and always wanted me to play, so I did. But, I donโt love it, I barely even like it if Iโm being honest. Um, anyways even though Iโm old enough to tell him what I want, I think sometimes I figure that itโs safe to do what he wants, that I should stick with the path I know.โ
You nod in understanding, but you stay shriveled into yourself, bracing for impact.
He continues, โAnd I think it was like that with my life back in Midland. There was a clear path I could take there, and it suited me so I stuck to it. I tried to deny that I could like Evanston at all so it would be black and white when I chose to go back,โ He turned to face you, squeezed your hand. โI didnโt want to let you in when I thought I was just gonna leave and hurt you.โ
โSpare my heart from being broken?โ Charlie lets out his grin at your Hamlet callback.
โYes, exactly, I want to be honest with myself, with you. I want you, it scares me, but I do.โ
You are embarrassingly emotional at his confession. You leap out of the passenger seat into Charlieโs lap, peppering kisses all over his face, an overeagerness Charlie is excited to receive.
โSo, what do you say we have dinner at the Baker household?โย Charlie suggests.
โDo you guys have room for one more?โ
โAlways,โ Charlie says with resolve he hasnโt had in ages.
Your phone buzzes. You have 5 new texts from Lorraine.
โWho is it?โ Charlie asks.
โLetโs just say, your sister might kill us when we get back.โย
