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lee anton x reader ⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃🎐 ⋆ wc: 1108
🪼⋆｡𖦹°. synopsis: anton catches you touching himself in his bedroom after a night out with the boys, so he lets you use his body to get off
(,,>ヮ<,,)! ~ contents: smut!!! 18+, established relationship, softdom!anton, ab riding, masturbation, fingering, grinding, fingers in mouth, squirting, cum eating
🫧⋆. author's note: 260716 anton is driving me CRAZY. im not ready for waterbomb....
your back arched off of the bed as heat pooled in between your legs. your pants have been long discarded–your index and middle finger rubbing your swollen clit through the thin fabric of your panties. you traced the wet spot over your hole with the tips of your fingers, lightly pressing inside over the material.
it’s been hours since your boyfriend left to hang out with his friends. “baby, it’s boys night–we’re just gonna play some league and doordash some food,” anton begged into the crook of your neck, big arms wrapped around your waist as the two of you laid together on his bed. “i’ll treat you so good when i get back to make up for it, okay? i’ll bring home some snacks too…”
as much as you loved seeing your boyfriend plead and whine, you knew it would be selfish to keep him away from his friends.
so here you were: touching yourself in your boyfriend’s bedroom, imagining the very hands currently hovering over your leaking pussy were his. you bit your lip, trying to suppress the soft moans escaping your mouth.
you turned yourself over; your fingers weren’t enough, you needed more. your fingers weren’t nearly as big or long as anton’s, they couldn’t reach that sweet spot that makes you see stars. you grabbed hold of his pillow and began thrusting your hips against it, trying so desperately to come to your release.
you embraced the pillow, burying your face into it as your fingers led themselves right back to your inner thighs. tears streamed down your cheeks as you touched yourself: not because of the pleasure–but because of how much you missed your boyfriend.
“baby, i brought us some sushi. it’s downstairs if you want any-”
anton ruffled his hair as he walked into the bedroom and saw you: sprawled atop his bed with your hand in between your legs, eyes watery. you sniffled, embarrassed of being caught in the act. you face your back towards him, too shy to look him in the eyes.
“are you okay? do you need anything?” he asked. however, his voice lost that soft edge to it. “look at me.”
anton crawls on top of the bed, legs caging you in as he positioned himself on top of you. he straddles you, hands roaming your body before they settle on your waist. “did you miss me?”
you whimper, running your hand down his jaw as you pulled him close, crashing your lips onto his. anton follows your pace, lowering his body to meet yours before drawing his lips back.
“tony–please–” you muttered.
“fuck, just–” he gasped for breath as you kissed his collarbone. you sucked down, wrapping your arms around him as you bruised his neck. anton groaned, palming your breasts through your shirt. anton lightly pulled your head away from his neck and back to his lips, pressing his tongue into the heat of your mouth as he slowly rocked his hips against yours. the air between the two of you grew hot–soft moans and whimpers filling the room as your bodies ached. you tugged on his shirt. anton helped you lift the cloth up and over his head, exposing his bare torso.
one thing about your boyfriend’s body stood out to you: his abs.
you knew he had been working out a lot more recently, but hell–anton’s six-pack was no joke… his tongue explored your mouth as your hands roamed over his stomach, muscles tensing underneath your touch. with a few more caresses of his abs, you felt the bulge of his dick rub against your inner thigh.
“baby, can i ask you something?” he whimpered, grabbing your wrists.
“tony just say it, i just really need–”
you paused and looked up at him, his hand still holding your wrists in place. “what?”
“my abs. i’m sorry if that’s weird–it’s just that i always see you staring at them…” he paused. “it…kinda turns me on…” he avoided your gaze.
your thighs rubbed together, panties absolutely drenched with this new information. you kicked your leg up and rolled the two of you over so anton was underneath you. your hips rested directly on his stomach.
“shit–you’re so wet, i can feel it,” he trailed his hands under your shirt. “can i take this off?”
“yeah.” you lifted up your arms, allowing your boyfriend to lift your shirt up and over your head before tossing it to the floor. he palmed your sides as he slowly pulled your hips back and forth, moaning as he spread your juices all over his abs.
“d–does that feel good?” he moaned. you responded with a nod; you couldn’t bring yourself to speak–rubbing your pussy all over him. it didn’t even matter that there wasn’t anything inside you–fuck, just feeling his six-pack on your clit was doing wonders.
you bucked your hips against him–thrusting onto him as he moaned softly. anton pulled down his sweats and briefs, slowly stroking the length of his dick.
“you’re doing really good for me baby, keep going…” anton shut his eyes and groaned before parting your lips with his free hand. he pressed the tips of his middle and ring finger into your mouth, murmuring a quiet ‘good girl’ as he slipped the digits in. the feeling of your tongue around his fingers and your pussy on his abs was enough to make him moan.
you continued jerking your hips against him–becoming an absolute moaning mess. “tony, i’m gonna cum–”
“already? just from this?” he laughed, rubbing his wet dick. the sound of slapping skin filled your ears; your boyfriend getting off just from watching you hump him may have just become one of your biggest turn-ons…
“tony–i’m actually gonna–” you moaned as you came to your release, squirting all over anton’s stomach. he moaned and splattered cum all over your back, thick white juices coating his long fingers as well. anton removed his fingers from your mouth and replaced it with his other hand, forcing his cum into your throat.
“baby you’re so good–so good for me…” he moaned as he watched you swallow his semen, lathering your juices over his body with his free hand.
he removed his fingers from your mouth, cum licked clean–almost as if nothing happened… he pulled you off of him, the two of you breathing heavily as anton placed you next to him in bed. you wrapped your arms around him, inhaling his scent as you slowly came down from your high.
anton caressed your back, murmuring sweet nothings into your ear. “i love you…i love you so much baby.” he whined.
