A Late Night In Indulgence (Vander X Chubby Reader)
Disclaimer: This is my first time writing smut or anything on here in general so it might not be good. I hope it’s to your liking. It’s not explicitly said, but the reader is chubby. Also, As the beginning of this says, There is smut. PinV, oral (fem receive)
You and Vander were married and it was a pretty healthy marriage at that. You both had met when your friend, Felicia, had brought you with her to the bar. There you felt this connection with Vander. You both went out and front here it was history. It was filled with love, care, passion, intimacy and basically everything that goes into a marriage like yours. It had been challenging with the intimacy ever since you both had taken in the kids. There was always a problem that came with it.
Powder being a little too clingy on some nights and wanting to come to bed with you and Vander, worrying about the other kids walking in on you both in the middle of it, and the sheer volume that you both produced when sharing a night of passion. You both didn’t mind the lack of intimacy, but it would’ve been nice. Now, That the kids had moved out and you and Vander had the home to yourself, you could finally do it with no interruptions. Now, Here you both are at the bar going down memory lane. Reminiscing about the first time you had met, raising the kids, running the bar together, etc.
That was when you both got to the topic of those…frisky nights. The way you both sounded, the way he felt inside you, the way you felt around…The conversation became a bit heated. You both waited until closing time. “Now that we have some time alone I was thinking that maybe you and I could maybe go out and…” You trailed, but Vander knew exactly what you were referring to. He chuckled. “I think that would be a great idea, love~” Vander said in that low, husky voice that always filled your stomach with butterflies.
You took his hand and went upstairs to your shared bedroom. You found yourself on his lap as Vander gently pressed his lips against yours. You kissed back as your hands came up to cup his face. You subconsciously move your hips against his, eliciting a low groan from Vander. You felt something begin to press against your thigh and looked down to see the tent that was forming in his pants. You reached down and undid his pants.
Vander watched your movement with half lidded eyes. He reached under you and hiked up the skirt of your dress before slipping it over your head, leaving you clad in only your bra and panties. His hands roamed your sides, occasionally squeezing. He hooked his fingers under your panties and pulled them down. He saw your wet folds glistening in the dim light that the moon provided to the room. He unhooked your bra and let it fall to the ground, revealing your soft peaks.
He gently took one in his mouth, suckling gently. You let out a soft moan as you tangled your fingers in his hair. He let go with a soft pop sound. He scooted back and laid down on his back. He gestured for you to come closer. You crawled towards him on the bed. “Sit on my face, love.” You were caught off guard and hesitant. You weren’t the same woman that he had met all those years ago. You did put on a few pounds, but Vander didn’t care. He still saw you as the most beautiful woman in the world.
“What’s that look for?” He asked. “I don’t know, love…I’m not the same woman…” You said. He placed a hand on your thigh and rubbed little circles on them. “What makes you think I loved you any less?” He said. You melted at his words. With a little reassurance, He managed to convince you. You hovered a little before his arms came around your thighs and gently pulled you down to his awaiting tongue. He lapped at the sweet nectar of your core, drawing out little moans and whines from you.
His tongue moved precisely, running it through every fold, feeling every bump and ridge as if he was trying to commit it to memory. He gently nipped at your clit, causing you to yelp in surprise. It stung, but it also felt pleasureful. His tongue lapped at the sensitive nub as he inserted two of fingers in your core. It felt overstimulating for you, but you didn’t want him to stop. He was focused on things and that was getting you to finish on his face.
You reached down and tugged at his hair. This caused him to groan. His fingers moved faster, hitting your g-spot as his tongue swirled around your clit. It all hit you at once as you finally let go and came on his face. He lapped up your juices as you came down from your high. He sat up and laid you down. He removed his shirt before pulling down his pants and boxers. Vander was a big man and it was obvious he was big in the right places.
The tip of his length dripped with pre cum. You swallowed as you looked at it. It was throbbing and seeking shelter within your velvet walls. He got between your legs and rubbed the bulbous head of his cock against your slit. You let out a moan as you wrapped your arms around him. “Don’t tease me, Vander…Just put it in.” You said, your voice laced with desperation. Without another thought, He slowly pushed in. He groaned as he felt your tight walls clenching around him. “Still as tight as our wedding night~” He whispered in your ear.
Once he bottomed out within you, he paused for a moment, letting you feel every inch of him. You could feel the heat of his body, adding more intimacy to the moment. Then, he began to move, his hips rolling in a slow, sensual rhythm, each stroke deliberate, drawing out the pleasure with aching precision. His hands roamed over your skin, fingertips tracing the curves of your body as he leaned in, his breath warm against your ear, whispering your name like a prayer.
His fingers traced every curve, every dip, every contour of your body as if he was trying to memorize them. This was a moment that was well needed between the both of you. Once he saw that you were having pleasure, he began to move his hips harder and faster. He pulled back a bit, almost pulling out, before slamming back into you, earning a gasp of pleasure. He swallowed the little sounds you made with a kiss as your bodies entangled with each other. The heat between you intensified, each movement sending waves of pleasure through your body as he held you closer, completely lost in the moment.
His eyes held that same look at you on your wedding night. The same look he had when you walked down the aisle. The same look he had when he saw you for the first time. His eyes were filled with love and admiration as he watched your face contort with pleasure. His fingers tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You looked up at him with half lidded eyes. You felt yourself approaching your climax. Vander could feel your walls clenching around him. He moved his hips as fast as he could.
The bed creaked with the combined weight and the rapid movement. His hands moved to your hips. His breath came out in ragged pants as he drove deeper, his grip tightening as he guided your movements, desperate to push you both over the edge together. He rubbed your clit and before you knew it, a wave of pleasure came over the both of you. He pulled out and went out of the room for a little bit.
He returned with a glass of water and some rag. He gently cleaned you up and had you drink the water. The tenderness in his touch spoke volumes, a silent promise that even after all these years, his love and devotion remained unwavering. He tucked you close, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead, just as he had countless times before. In that moment, you knew that no matter how much time passed, you would always belong to each other.
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