say sorry (ben poindexter x reader)
dex is your boyfriend, he went MIA for 6 days and you made matt look for him and bring him back to you. you both are equally crazy and inlove
warnings?: ddba dex, gun, blood, kisses, a little smut but its not smut idk, very harley quinn joker vibes, age gap, background u should know is dex took her v card.
the cold muzzle of your gun will definitely leave a dent on dexâs forehead if you hold it for any longer. but damn it you donât care hes the one that leaned onto it.
âwhatâ he says unstably still wiped out from the night before, the blood that was once trickled from his nose down his mouth and chin, was dried. the blood on his brow still fresh and sticky.
âapologize for leaving me alone, for being so fucking recklessâ you say pushing the gun further into his head.
he sighed excitedly, raising his eyebrows to your mean tone.
he loved when you were angry.
âyouâre not gonna pull it babyâ he lazily smirks, his rough hands coming to rest on you waist. pulling you closer.
you get closer to his ear while shoving his hands off of your body, âfuck youâ. dexâs stare bores into your soul, you fix your stance and readjust your fingers on the trigger.
the bullet bounced off of the wall behind dex and onto the floor, you shove the gun back into your jeans.
âof course i wasnât gonna do itâ you giggle leaning against a nearby table.
dex laughs, tilting his head from left to right. âi know my girlâ he says flexing his shoulder to get a cramp out.
you stare at him for a moment âwhere were you though, i- i thought that- nothingâ.
he grabs you by your wrist turning you so that your back is against him. âsay itâ dex murmurs in you ear. you settle onto his right knee.
âyou left me alone for days dex, you didnât even tell me where you were, i couldve helped you with fiskâ
dex rests his forehead groaning âdonât say his nameâ. he flares his nostrils breathing your scent in and out.
âi didnât want to leave you baby, but the situation wasnât safeâ dex sighed. his left hand went around your stomach while his right crawled under your shirt.
you mewled lightly turning your head towards him, noticing freckles and scabs on his shoulders and arms. still shirtless after fixing his injuries.
âim not a childâ you whispered. âi want to help, im more than capable to-â you say turning your head away from him.
âsweetheart pleaseâ he groaned.
âdex im talkin-â you quickly shut up when you felt his mouth started planting light, open mouthed kisses on your shoulder and upper back.
not seeing dex for days also meant not having any sort of physical contact. no good night kisses, no late night sex. you felt like a virgin again.
you quickly maneuvered your self so that you faced him.
âit was torture being away from you baby, dont get it twistedâ dex whispered against your skin.
he pulled up your t shirt completely off of your body. while your hands went around his neck. his hands came down to your ass, pulling out the gun from your jeans.
âdonât pull this shit againâ he stated dangling the gun between your faces. you nodded before throwing the gun across the room and pushing dex onto his back. as you straddled him.
you leaned down starting a trail of kisses from his chest to his lips.
both of you groaned into the kiss, dexâs hand slips between your bodies and under your jeans.
you gasp into his ear, feeling his fingers creeping closer to where you need him most.
âsay sorryâ you said still upset at him. you both knew you wouldnât rest till you got the âsorryâ.
he smiled looking up at the ceiling, his girl was back in his grip and he wasnt gonna let go till she accepted his apology (fucking you brainless)
what do yall thinkkkkkkkk, im open to requests for one shots. make sure to specify ddba dex or fbi dex thats all.
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