'What If It's All A RomCom?' - a Ted Nivison x Reader (smut)
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//General Warnings: 18+ fic (MINORS DNI), Reader implied to be afab and under 5'5, She/They pronouns generally used.
//Chapter Warnings: SMUT. Snarky remarks, grinding, straddling, b**b sucking, p***y eating, yadda yadda just read it I hate spoiling
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Chapter 24: He Needs Me.
It's a bit of a scuffle to get up my staircase, but we refuse to let go of each other. Our hands roam over each other's clothed bodies, our lips move together with a fervor that was almost unfamiliar, but then again, how could I we forget? How could I forget? Everything about the way he feels against me is just so damn good. We're grabbing onto each other, pushing, pulling, keeping each other from tripping up the stairs. Our touches are firm, tense, needy. It's been too long. I have no idea how I've gone without it for so long.
Once we get up the stairs, it's a straight stumble towards my bedroom. I practically kick my door open just to get Ted in as fast as possible and once we're in, he flips our position so he can close my door and pin me against it with a grunt. His hands immedietly find my waist, his tongue darting along my lower lip to push into the kiss. Everything feels so much more intense, like we're verbally continuing the argument. He's touching me everywhere he possibly can, his hands anxiously moving up my clothed body to cup my face, only to move them down to my hips again. It's like he doesn't know where to start, he's having to learn my body all over again. Good. I hope he missed it. I hope he's been yearning for me. I shouldn't even be giving him anything, but god damn, I missed this. Missed him.
My hands move to grip the front of his black t-shirt like I'm going to shake him, a deep moan escaping him against my lips in response. "Stupid.." He pulls back from my lips ever so briefly just to mutter against them, pushing himself against me again with another muffled moan. I let out a curious hum, my hands moving from his shirt to smooth along his strong shoulders. This gives him room to pull away from my lips, leaning down to begin attacking my neck with deep, desperate kisses. "Stupid to be without this.." He admits against my neck, angling up slightly to nip at my ear. "Without you.."
"...It was stupid.." I breathe out, gripping the front of his black t-shirt once more to push him off of me slightly. Ted let's out a soft grunt as he's pulled from my neck and he almost looks a little nervous at first.
"Yeah?.." Ted's voice is a little low and hoarse, his dark eyes flicking between my eyes and my lips. "You mad at me?..."
Ohh, how does he do that? How does he make even the simplest words so god damn alluring? His voice, his deep gaze on my lips, the way his breathing has quickened, it's all so...intoxicating.
"Yeah.." I let out a huff as I nod, moving off of the door to force him backward, guiding him towards my bed. Once I knew he was close enough, I gave him a good shove, watching as the back of his knees hit my mattress, forcing him to sit down. "I'm furious.."
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With only a mild amount of hostility in my tone and my actions, I move in to straddle his lap, feeling his hands immedietly find my waist as I cup his scruffy face, pulling him into another passionate kiss. I could feel muscle memory kicking in for both of us, his tongue slipping past my lips ever so briefly before he'd pull from the kiss to open his eyes and look at me. Our faces were still slightly pressed together, our parted lips just barely connected, panting softly into each other's mouths. I just wanna shove my tongue down his throat, but he's..staring at me.
"Why are you stopping?.." I mutter against his lips, tilting my head ever so slightly to press a little kiss against his cheek.
"I'm not stopping.." Ted let's out a deep chuckle, his pretty little hazel eyes flicking left to right to each of my eyes. "I'm...admiring.."
"You're 'admiring'?.." I repeat with a gentle little grin, tilting my head peculiarly at him. "Admiring me?"
"Yeah..." He purrs lowly, his lips spreading into a dumb little smile. "I haven't looked into these eyes in weeks.."
God, he makes my heart swell...
"Mm...maybe I should wait until we're done.." Ted let's out another low purr, leaning up a little to begin trailing little kisses along my jaw, his hands moving down to hold my hips. A steady, pleased breath leaves me as I lean my head back, giving him all the room along my neck that he wants. He gets so comfortable against me so quickly, leaning in to press wetter, more intense kisses against my neck. I'm falling so deep into him already. I always did. Even when I'd try to take control, I'm like puddy in his hands. I just...melt..
"If you give me a hickey, I'm gonna kill you.." I manage to speak before a soft moan escapes me, my eyes rolling back slightly before I let them flutter closed. I hear him let out another deep chuckle against my skin, pressing his hands down against my hips to get them to start moving.
"Don't tempt me.." He whispers against my skin, spreading his own lap ever so slightly. "You're bad with that.."
"Bad with what?" I can't help but let out another gentle laugh, pressing my hips down against his, just like he wanted. "Tempting you?.."
"Mhmm.." He hums into my ear, once again pulling back from my neck to lock eyes with me. "You've always tempted me..." As he speaks, he presses his hands against my hips once more, urging me to begin slowly rolling them against him. Oh, I already feel him. Those jeans must be so restricting...
"Always?.." I speak in a faint whisper, the mattress creaking ever so slightly with every slow rock of my hips, his stiff tent rubbing against me in the nicest way. I love how he feels, I love how he sounds. I can't help but want to mess with him a little bit. "Mm, like at the wedding, right?..."
"Oooh.." Ted takes in a little hiss with a half smile, meeting my heated gaze with his own. "That stings, princess. You cut deep.."
"You can handle it.." I purr back, pressing my hips down even more against him. Oh god, he just feels so damn good. "You like it rough.." Just as I finish speaking, my hands travel down to the ends of his black t-shirt, still realitively damp from the storm outside, carefully pulling it up to take it off of him. He lifts his hands ever so briefly to assist and I'm once again met with his delicious pale form.
"God, I'm so..." I begin to whisper as I gaze down at him, still pressing my hips down with his. He's starting to feel so damn good, I have to just...touch him. My hands rest on his shoulders as I lean in more, leaving desperately wet kisses along his neck. The guttural moan I hear him let out is like music to my hears, sliding my tongue along his sensitive adam's apple, nibbling on his skin, tasting him like he were a little treat. The pace of my grinding begins to increase, my hands smoothing down his chest as my tongue drags along his neck, tasting his skin with a wildness I never realized I had until now. "Oh God, Teddy.." another moan escapes my lips and I pull away from his neck to watch him, continuing to roll my hips against his. Every time I rub against his thick tent, he shivers beneath me, a deep moan nearly escaping his throat. I arch my back and tilt my head up just to have a moment to close my eyes. The comfortable burn of arousal was spreading along my sensitive thighs, little jolts shooting up my spine with every press of my hips. It felt so good being in his lap, but I'm close to losing my patience with my own self.
"Y'feel so fucking good.." Ted let's out a softer sounding moan, taking this opportunity to pull my own shirt up and off my body, throwing it off to who knows where. I had only been in lounge clothes so I had no bra on. It felt so good to have my bare chest against his again. I can feel him trying to buck his hips up with mine, but he just can't get the right rhythm. I can tell he's getting frustrated by the little huff that leaves him. "God, I'm so hard, princess.."
"I can feel it.." I purr back in return, lifting my hips ever so slightly before sitting right back down on him, just to watch his body jerk slightly and shiver beneath me. He's so cute like this.
"Bet these jeans are buggin' ya.." I tease, purposely slowing down the pace of my hips.
"Y-You're bein' a fuckin' brat.." Ted's unable to respond without stuttering, his words coming out in a dry whisper. "Always w-were one. Self centered, entitled little b-brat. A-Always got what you wanted, huh?.."
"Play nice, Teddy.." I can't help the low little giggle that leaves me, arching my back in that particular way that really presses into him. "So rough..."
"Yeah? You wanna get rough?.." Ted asks dryly, gazing up at me through his half-lidded dark eyes. His grip tightens around my hips, giving me a little squeeze before smoothing them up my waist. "You wanna get rough? Mm?"
...He's gonna flip us, isn't he?
One of Ted's hands moves off of me to place it flat down on the mattress, then wraps the other around my waist to flip our positions. I feel my back press against the mattress, my thighs spreading to give him room overtop of me. It's much more familiar being underneath him, anyways. Ted immedietly takes both of my wrists and pins them down at the sides of my head, straddling my hips. "Should keep you beneath me." Ted mutters as he dives his head right back down to my neck, kissing along my sensitive flesh once more. "Make sure you don't walk out this time.."
Oh, this is how it's gonna go, huh? Guess we're not done barking at each other after all...
"Fuck you.." I groan beneath him, trying to fight his strong grip against my wrists. There's no way I can fight him off me, not that I'm really trying to. "You're the one who disappeared..."
"You're the one with the big mouth..." Ted mocks back, moving my wrists up above my head so he could grip them both with one hand, the other beginning to slowly smooth down my bare body. The way his gaze watches me, studying me. He has to memorize my curves and the feel of my skin all over again. "That's supposed to be my job.."
"Then use it..." I let out a huff in return, giving him a flustered little glare. I see a knowing flash in his eyes and he grins at me.
He let's go of my wrists so he can smooth both of his hands along my sides, taking one of my breasts into his mouth suddenly. I let out a little gasp and a moan, a shiver running up my spine from the feeling of his hands against my waist, his tongue pressing against my nipple before softly clasping his lips around it. He hasn't had me in so long, everything's all sensitive all over again. I remember how much pent up frustration I had built up before our first night together. All the teasing, all the snarky remarks, the looks, the tension. It's happening all over again, and I love it.
"T-Teddy.." I let out a breathy stutter, turning my gaze down to him. I always loved to just...watch him work on me, watch him cherish me, admire me. As he moves to my other breast, I bring my hand down to run through his thick dark locks, letting my fingers run along his scalp. He takes that as a sign to leave my sensitive breasts to begin kissing down my stomach, his hands smoothing down to the waistband of my pants to slowly pull them down my legs. I don't have anything else on underneath...
"Y-You're gonna--" The attention to my breasts has only made me more flustered and needy for him. Being completely, utterly exposed to him for the first time in weeks is...exhilarating.
"Here's the pretty part of you..." Ted purrs, leaving a gentle little kiss atop my core, just above my slit. "Where aaall the magic happens.."
God, it drives me crazy. He drives me crazy. All the grinding from earlier has made me all sensitive and squirmy, I know it won't take him long to make me writhe if he...
What is it about him that makes my whole body feel like it's on fire? How is it so easy for him to make me a mess?
"Teddy, Teddy.." All I can do is whimper his name as he begins to adjust himself in between my legs, moving to hook the back of my knees over both of his shoulders. My legs are already shivering and I try to reach down for him. I'm so sensitive, I'm so god damn horny my body is already panicking, anticipating the feeling of his tongue against me. "Wait, wait.."
"With you laid out all nice and pretty like this?.." Ted asks with a little purr, bringing his hands down to spread my thighs open a little more. "No.."
The second his tongue presses into my folds, it feels like my soul is pulled out of my body for a moment. I hear a muffled moan escape him before he practically buries his face into me, his tongue finding all of the right places. He remembers everything that makes me squirm, every little nerve that causes my body to jolt, my legs to shiver, my voice to beg for more. He's so good. He's so fucking good. I hear another deep moan escape him as his tongue begins to flick along my sensitive bud, slipping down towards my entrance to spread my own essence across my core. I'm so sensitive, so fucking wet. Was I really this frustrated? After a month without his voice? His touch? Him?...
"Oh my g-god.." I shiver as his tongue moves between teasing my soaked entrance and flicking against my clit, working my core in a way that was building up the pressure oh so nicely. I can feel goosebumps spreading along my arms, a cold shiver spreading up to my face. I hear a groan escape Ted and he hugs my body to keep me close, feeling him push up against my bed as he eats me out, rubbing against my mattress. He was always obsessed with getting between my legs, pleasing me, tasting me. The fact that he finds pleasure in tasting me is so god damn hot, my body can't stand it. The pressure begins to build up so much to the point where I begin reaching reaching down for him, whimpers and needy moans falling from my parted lips. Once I catch his dark strands my hand, he brings all of the attention back up to my clit, and I'm gone.
His head keeps nodding against me, sucking my soaked nerve with his lips while flicking his tongue against me over and over as I cum for the first time in weeks. I can't even try to quiet my cries, leaning my head back against the mattress with my eyes wide, letting absolute aching pleasure coarse through my entire body. Every limb, every nerve tensing and shivering all except for the one hand that's tugging at his hair It's the longest orgasm I've ever experienced, cumming for what feels like forever until my bud becomes too sensitive and I move to close my thighs with a whimper. Ted pulls back with a shaky moan of his own, his own lips absolutely drenched in my delicious, arousing essence. I can smell it on him as he crawls up to crash his lips against mine, letting me taste myself. God, I get why he's so obsessed. He makes me...real fuckin' good.
"God, you make me..." Ted speaks against my lips, trailing off just to continue kissing me. I can't stop myself from reaching down to help him get his jeans off, struggling to push them down his legs since they, too, were damp from the storm outside. God, what an idiot. Who the hell wears jeans during a storm? When he pulls back to kick his jeans off, I notice a...damp spot in his boxer briefs, right where his tent peeks out. He was so hard, I could practically see the tip wanting to peer out from under the waistband, already glistening...
He came while he was eating me out.
"Oh, you're pathetic.." I purr with a soft little snicker, reaching my hand down to press my palm against clothed stiffness. "Didn't tell me you were cumming..."
"Ah fuck--god.." Ted let's out a shaky breath, my touches making him lean down against my neck again, planting little kisses as he pants. "Didn't tell you a lot of things.."
I can't help but scoff at that, little breaths of my own escaping me as I begin to rub him through his boxers. "You didn't. You're fucking stupid for that.."
"Yeah. A real idiot.." Ted moans softly, peppering slow kisses down my shoulder. "I know."
"You better not leave me like this.."
"I'm not leaving you..."
"Yeah? Y'sure? You got another in you, Theo?..."
"I've got so much more to give you, baby.."
"Yeah?.."
"Yes. I'm fuckin' stayin..."
"You're staying?..."
"I'm never fuckin' leaving you again.."
Even after hitting such a wonderous peak, there's still so much tension between our bodies, between us. So many words left unspoken. Affirmations, apologies, frustrations...but that's good enough.
I help him get his boxer briefs off his body and let him position himself above me, his length already lined up with my core. He can't help but rub the underside of his shaft against my sensitive folds, shaky little moans escaping both of us until he takes his length into his hand, lines up with my entrance and sliiides...in...
"Mmmfgh fuck.."
"God, that's so fucking good..."
Once we are fully, utterly connected, he takes a second to look at me, to really gaze at me. Our eyes connect just like our bodies are, staring deep into each other's soul. We're...connected. Not just physically, but emotionally. Ted and I. He and I. Together.
I'm never losing this again. Ever. Ever. I need it. I need him. I need him.
And he needs me. He needs me. He needs me.
He draws his hips back ever so slightly, his shaft sliding out of me almost completely, just keeping his tip inside me before pushing forward again, both of our bodies shivering and jolting with a shaky moan slipping from our parted lips. He pulls back, slides away, then shoves in once again. Pulls back, shoves in, slides back, thrusts in. Our hips split, then they meet, more and more, over and over. Every single time he pushes back into me, a grunt or a moan leaves my voice, my body jolts or shivers, pleasure runs through my veins. He connects our foreheads, our breaths mix and mingle and he begins to move a little faster.
My bed is certainly sturdier than the ones at the airbnb were. It's not creaking as much, the headboard barely moves, but this just gives him more power. More control over our bodies, our shared pleasure in each other. He presses his bare body against mine, rocking his hips against mine over and over. His face buries into my neck. Hes panting, moaning and groaning against my skin; into my ear while continuing to smack his hips against mine. Again and again, he grinds against me, rolls his hips with mine. His tongue begins to lap up my neck nonsensically just to taste more of my skin and takes me. He takes me...
And I'm letting him hear all of me, take all of me. Everything. My one hand runs along his smooth, pale back while the other rakes through the back of his hair, pressing my face against him just so I can moan in his ear, whispering sweet nothings, telling him how good he feels, how much I need him, how much I missed him, missed this, missed us. I don't even realize it until I feel one run down my warm cheek, but there's tears in my eyes. Is it the pleasure? Is it the emotion? I don't know, I don't care, he just feels so...good.
I suppose one of my tears runs down to his face, because he eventually pulled back from my neck and looks at me, realization deep in his gleamy hazel eyes. He's emotional too. It's been far, far too long. We need to feel good. We want to feel good, so he grabs my hips and begins to change his pace, sliding in and out of me with a beautifully rough rhythm, I could barely remember he was always this good at fucking me. His length is still sliding in and out of me the same way, only leaving the tip in before plunging it all inside my entrance once more, again and again. He begins to move faster, rougher, groans and moans leaving both of us. We're past the point of words. It's just feeling now. It's just us, making each other feel good. Feel so...damn...good.
Fuck the neighbour's, man. I'm not even thinking about them. I lean my head back against my pillow and let Ted hear my sweet voice, closing my eyes and everything. His glasses are still on, he can see me, he can see all of me. He watches the way my chest bounces as he thrusts into me, the way my tummy moves, the way my legs shiver. Just like our first night, he grabs one of my legs and lifts them up against his body and slightly over his shoulder, using the angle to thrust into me harder. He doesn't take his eyes off me, his mouth hung open with groans, grunts, growls, moans, any and all noises that tell me it feels good. I feel good. I feel so fucking good.
"Theo. Theo! Theo..." Is the only word that leaves me, and likewise, my name is the only word that leaves him, until he really starts to buck his hips against mine. We're reaching our highest peak, our moans, the sounds of our smacking hips and the rumbling storm outside being the only sounds around us. The storm may be the only thing that's louder than us, but that's quickly about to change. More pressure begins to build up everywhere inside me. My thighs, my body, my head, my pussy, oh god it's just so fucking much.
"Ted.."
"Oh god..."
"Teddy!"
"Oh my fucking god!.."
"Teddy! I'm!--"
"Yes! Yes!"
"I'M!--" I lose all sense of self, my words becoming muddled and unintelligible as I cry out in unbridled pleasure, once again cumming around him. I feel it run up my entire body, I feel it taking over my brain. It almost feels like I can't physically handle it, whining underneath him as he pushes his warm seed inside of me, shoving his essence in to mix with mine, smacking his hips against me over and over and over until...we're both finally, finally...spent.
Completely...satisfied.
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He collapses on top of me, letting go of my leg so it can rest on the bed. He puts all of his weight down on me but it isn't crushing. It's...comfortable. He's so warm, I immediately wrap my arms around him and keep him close. We're both sweaty, we're both a mess, but I don't care. I just don't care. He's here. He's here. He's not leaving. He's not leaving me.
We lay like this for a little while, his naked form sprawled out on top of me, his length still buried inside me, connected with me. Connecting us. He nuzzles his face into my neck, panting heavily into my ear. I can hear him trying to form words, any words, but it's just...unintelligible, tired mumbling. The heat he's pushing into my body begins to become slightly uncomfortable, but I can't even form a god damn word myself, so my hands move to his shoulders and I groan softly, signaling him to move.
I hear a very faint "Yeah" before he lifts himself off of me, moving to plop down on his back right next to me. Feeling his length finally pull out of my entrance caused me to take in a full, real deep breath, the fog in my brain beginning to clear. Before I even have the energy to speak, I turn my body towards him and curl up next to his side, resting my head against his chest. I hear him let out a deep, weak chuckle as he wraps an arm around my frame, using his other hand to cover our lower halves with the loose sheet so we don't start to shiver. It's been ages since I got to lay next to him like this, but...I also suddenly can't recall what it felt like to sleep alone these last few weeks. My body, my brain has already re-adapted to having him in bed, to having him here with me. I guess without him, I've just...been on auto-pilot.
"...I'm sorry." I hear Ted finally speak after nothing but heavy breathing between us. He's apologizing again. His voice is low, weak, exhausted...and he's apologizing. For some reason, that just...makes me laugh.
"Are you...kidding me?.." I chuckle, still surprisingly struggling to catch my own breath. "That was the best sex of my life..."
"No, I--" Ted suddenly let's put a tired little laugh of his own, smiling up at the ceiling. "God, I know...I know...that was..."
He trails off, his chest rising and falling in such a rhythmic way, it's starting to make me sleepy. I close my eyes, allowing myself to just...rest with him. Be with him. "...That's not what I'm apologizing for..." I hear him again, closer this time. I don't open my eyes, but I know he's looking at me now. I can feel his breath in my hair...
"T-Ted...I'm about to pass the fuck out.." I let out another weak laugh against his chest, giving him a reassuring little kiss against his skin. He's already apologized so much tonight. Does he not realize I've forgiven him? "...and you're...apologizing? Now?..."
"I'll apologize while you're sleeping then. Pass out.."
"You gonna apologize in the morning, too?.."
"That was the plan.."
"Ted.." Another little laugh leaves me as I open my eyes, lifting my head slightly so I can meet his gaze. I give him the most warm, reassuring smile I can muster up, looking deep into his eyes.
"I forgive you."
I see his tired little eyes twinkle at me and he let's out a deep sigh, visibly relaxing his shoulders beneath me before leaning down a little to press his lips against mine. His free hand moves up to cup the side of my face and I smile against his lips, doing the same to his face with my free hand. I'm sure he'll want to talk a little more in the morning, I'm sure he'll apologize at least three more times. Hell, I still feel like I've got some apologies to throw around.
But for now...we pull back from the warm kiss and get comfortable in each other's arms, lifting up the rest of the sheet to cover our bare bodies before resting for the night, falling asleep together like nothing ever changed.
What matters is...we're together.
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