you are so f*cking hot - Thomas Raggi (✩)
hey yo! just letting you know that this is my first fanfic I've written (at least on Tumblr), it's been a while since I've written so my writing is probably a little rotten, but I can't do anything.
NOTE: english is not my mother tongue, I'm actually Latin American, I'm from Brazil, so I don't think it's going to be good, but that's it.
SCENARIO: Y/n is insecure with her own body, but Thomas was there to help her with that.
WARNING: mention of mini-smut, insecurities and cry
♡ - Fluffy
✩ - Smut
✧ - Sad
❀ - Random mix
Y/n - your name
Y/nm - your nickname
1, 2, 3, 4; 1, 2, 3 motherfucker!
"I'm horrible!" - she complains for the fifth time that day, while trying on some clothes she bought. "Nothing it suits in me." - She sniffed, about to cry.
"Principessa? What's happening?" - Thomas arrives in the room finding it full of scattered clothes and a Y/n only in only of her underwear, which made Raggi shiver.
"Thomas? Darling, please close your eyes and get out of here, I'm ugly and you don't deserve to look at this."
Upon hearing these words, the blonde frowned, confused by what she had asked for. Why would he stop looking at a creature that was carved by the finest angels? He lifted his gaze to her teary eyes and said firmly:
"But what is beautiful has to be admired, isn't it, bunny?" He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
He crossed her arms and tilted her head to the side, looking her body up and down, lightly biting her lip.
"You can't imagine how beautiful you are, dolcezza." – He moistened the mouth and walked towards she. "You're so magnificent..." – he reached behind her and ran his hands over her bare shoulders. "So lovely..." – he placed soft tender kisses on her nape and neck. "So wonderful..." – He lowered his long fingers to her waist, where he lightly squeezed her beautiful folds, in a gesture of affection.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better..." - she closed her eyes and sighed deeply, enjoying those caresses.
"Not in a million years, mia cara, do you really think your golden boy would tell lies about you, uh?" - He whispered maliciously in her ear, feeling her have slight spasms. - "Look at that mirror." - He guided her to the large glass cabinet that reflected her reflections ahead. - "You know what I see, dolcezza? A tremendously hot, controlled person, who shouldn't mind stupid comments from people who don't have a love for their own life." - He rested his head on her shoulder, bringing his hands now to her breasts, where he squeezed lightly, eliciting a sigh that made Thomas smile. - "Let me love you princess, huh?" - His member was already showing signs of life in his pants, he was anxious, he wanted that woman so much that he was even a little nymphomaniac, he wanted so much to fuck her from every possible position, he would love to fulfill all his fantasies and fetishes possible, he would like so much of being her submissive, he loved being spanked by an attractive woman.
"Thomas... I don't know if this is a good idea, I think you won't like it and..." – she threatened to look at him, but he stopped her.
"Be quiet, concentrate on looking at you and not on the actions I do. I want to prove to you that you are incrible and deserve all the love and pleasure in the world." – he turned the other's face to the mirror.
"O-ok..." – She swallowed, but deep down, She really wanted to see his golden boy make him scream.
The blonde was happy with the answer, so he got out from behind her and stopped beside her, with a smile on his face.
"To be more comfortable, sit on the bed and spread your legs, okay?" – she didn't say anything else, just sat down. Raggi crouched down in front of her, making her startle but soon get used to it. - "I'll take off the your bra, ok?" - Caressed his red face, which made the boy more excited.
She nodded, not even looking at him, which was good. Slowly, Raggi removed her bra, freeing her from that tight garment, he was delighted to see the pair of breasts.
"They're so cute, dolcezza. How could you hide them from me all this time?" - Feigned disappointment, then taking his hands to both of them and squeezing again, only a little stronger. — "I'm so looking forward to sticking my dick in these." – he whispered to himself, but it seems she heard him, as she gave a heavy sigh.
Without warning, he grabbed one of her breasts and sucked greedily while the other pinched her nipple. He circled his tongue around the areola, sucking the tip violently, but not so much because he didn't want to hurt her. Meanwhile, she moaned with pleasure, she never imagined she could feel something so libidinous. He came down with kisses on her hip, where he promptly started giving her nice hickeys 'and the traces of cellulite and stretch marks under her belly, as much as she said she hated it, he spoke in reverse, said he loved it and he thought she was extremely cute with them.
He turned it down his hands to her thick thighs, where he gave her several delicious squeezes that made her gasp. He deposited several kisses and hickeys all over the area, from knees to shins and calves. And he distributed several kisses on her feet.
"I like your feet." - He said, offering a little massage on the heel. - Looks like two buns, makes you want to bite.
"You're an idiot." - He rolled his eyes and laughed, making the boy laugh too.
"Idiot fer you, mia regina." - He looked at her smiling mischievously, seeing her blush and resist a smile.
He brushed his lips between her inner thighs, moistening the entire area, keeping that hot, sticky spot but feeling good. He wrapped the long fingers of his right hand in the baby pink panties she wore, squeezed the fabric tightly, and whispered:
"Are you sure you want this?" - He looked at her deeply.
"You've already started, so finish." - she replied immediately.
He was a little surprised, but deep down he wanted that answer; oh how he wanted it. He would obey your every wish. He would even try to be a clown in the middle of the circus, as he just wants to entertain her.
"Oh dolcezza, you are so good to me." - He let out a cynical laugh as he sucked on the fabric covering his genitals, rubbing his tongue there and lowering her well-oiled entrance even further. - "I want to draw you with my hands, with my mouth, with my body..." - he took his left hand to the wet spot, rubbing his index finger on the spot, feeling the clitoris extremely swollen, which left it with a smile . - "As if you were my Monalisa..." - he whispered softly. - "Would you leave me, principessa? Uh?" He pressed his index finger on her apparent button, making her moan.
"Oh fuck, just do it at once!" - She complained in constant moans, needing carnal contact.
Thomas chuckled, then immediately scraped off her panties and dove between her legs. Thomas was perfect in so many ways, and you wondered every day how lucky you were to get such a sweet boyfriend.
A/N: I hope that you enjoyed <3
regina - queen
cara - dear
dolcezza - sweetness
principessa - princess