Perfection (Richard x Female Reader)
NSFW WARNING
Richard’s new look has you in a daze.
(I missed writing about him 🙂↕️)
It was that time of year again, where 4 survivors and 1 hunter would get selected to receive new costumes, usually those who were in a team.
The costumes themselves were unique, never seen before. It was said that they were “modern”, and supposedly what people would wear in the future. You couldn’t grasp the idea of how they could come up with something like that.
Time travel maybe? The manor was mysterious enough, so it wouldn’t be a surprise.
You were currently sitting in the dining area, your mind lost in thought as you stared at the empty table in front of you. Seems like you were awake before the others. You weren’t in the mood for breakfast yet.
All of a sudden you heard footsteps near the door, followed by the sound of it opening.
Richard walked in, not expecting to see you sat here and alone. He smiled.
“Good morning, princess. You’re up early today.” He said, walking towards you and sitting down next to you.
You couldn’t respond, because you were too busy looking at him up and down, examining every part of his new look. He looked so perfect that you thought you were dreaming that he was next to you right now.
He gave a laugh as he seemed to notice your expression.
“Can’t take your eyes off me?” He said, looking into your eyes.
“Blonde suits you a lot.” You immediately said, which was the only sentence you could force out of yourself.
Richard smoothed back his hair with his hand, satisfied with the compliment.
“I knew you’d like it. That’s why I chose to go with blonde again.” He said.
He immediately looked at the time.
“Ah…apologies princess, I must head back to my room and return to my deep slumber before my big match today.” He said, getting up.
You gave a small laugh. It was funny seeing him switch between being casual to formal. He was starting to adapt to different personalities.
“Are you sleeping in those clothes? It doesn’t seem comfortable.” You said.
Richard shook his head.
“Of course not. I only sleep in my underwear.” He said, confidently.
Your eyes widened with interest.
He immediately coughed.
“My bad. I didn’t need to mention that.” He said, but you noticed his lips curling into a small smirk.
You got up, standing close to him. He looked down at you.
“You said that on purpose and I know it.” You said.
Richard’s smirk widened.
“You read me like a book, sweetheart.”
He moved his face closer and stopped next to your ear.
“Now open those legs like a book and allow me to fill you up with my words.” He whispered.
You groaned in satisfaction. He had such a good way of phrasing what he wanted that it never failed to leave you desperate for him.
“Mm…keep making that sound for me, princess. But only in my room, alright?” He said, before picking you up and carrying you to his room.
-
He placed you onto his bed, towering over you then immediately leaning in for a desperate kiss, your bodies pressed together.
He pulled away, taking a good look at your face for a moment, his open shirt revealed some of his chest which gave you an urge to just take it off him immediately.
“You’re so beautiful.” He said, his finger delicately tracing your features.
“You too, Richard.” You said, reaching out to hold his face.
He gently took your hands and kissed both of them.
“Not as much as you, my dear.” He said, placing kisses all over your arms.
You immediately grabbed his collar, pushing him closer to you for another kiss. This time, more deeper and intense than before. Richard pulled away again, his soft expression forming a smirk.
“You know what, I’ll let you take the lead.” He said, immediately flipping you over so that you were on top of him now.
“Go ahead, I’m all yours.”
-
In a matter of only a few minutes, Richard was already a breathing mess. You placed so many kisses all over his chest and shoulders. Some of them deep enough to leave marks.
You began kissing his abdomen and moving lower, his breathing became rapid the more lower you went. He groaned when you reached a certain area. You playfully ran a finger along the top of his pants, causing him to whimper.
“A-alright. That’s enough. I can take over now.” He groaned.
“Not until I’m done.” You said, smiling. You were about to continue, when Richard suddenly grabbed both of your wrists and put them together, before pulling himself up and positioning himself behind you.
“Too slow.” He whispered in your ear, followed by a small laugh afterwards.
You whined, but let him do what he wanted anyways.
He reached over towards the table next to his bed, grabbing the piece of red ribbon that was on it.
“Put your arms behind you.” He said, and you did as you were told.
He used the ribbon to tie both of your wrists together.
“Hey, since when did you have this? Didn’t know you were into this stuff.” You laughed.
“A good friend of mine wanted to try something out.” Richard smiled to himself.
“Huh? What do-”
“Shh. Let’s not talk about that now.” He said, unbuckling his pants. He gently slid your panties off, then immediately entered you without warning.
You arched your back at the immediate sensation, meanwhile Richard took a deep breath before slamming into you at a fast pace.
You couldn’t grab onto the bedsheets since your hands were tied up, so you had no choice but to fight the feeling.
Your moans were making him feel pure bliss, and he continued thrusting into you to match your rhythm. His hand slid to your chest, grabbing one of your breasts while he leaned forward to place kisses on your shoulder.
“You’re doing amazing, princess. Just h-hold on for a bit more…alright?” He said.
He decided to slow down his pace just a little, to drag out the last few minutes. He wanted to feel how your walls hugged his cock, how your body tensed up and your back arched after every thrust. And most importantly, the way you’d moan his name.
“Richard…I’m gonna…”
“R-Richard…”
You finally released your orgasm, followed by Richard shortly after.
“Fuck…that’s just what I needed.” He took a deep breath as he filled you up.
He untied the ribbon on your wrists in the meantime, before slowly pulling out, watching both of your fluids drip down your thighs. He grinned.
“A work of art.” He said to himself, before laying down next to you. You did the same, turning yourself to face him. Exhausted but full of euphoria.
“So…about the ribbon…who was the friend?” You asked.
“Let’s not talk about him.” Richard said, his cheeks slightly reddening.
You looked at him in shock.
“I was just trying something new.” Richard said, noticing your expression.
“So…tell me who this guy is.” You grinned.
Richard smiled.
“He carries something that is the same colour as this ribbon, that’s all I can say for now.”