the guest room ━━ f. hargreeves
DISCLAIMERS. five and reader are AGED UP to 18. sub!five x softdom!fem!reader. smut, fluff, tw. wounds & blood. five and reader are married.
SUMMARY. after y/n was injured at the gala by one of the swedes, five, being the lovely husband he is, takes her back to elliott's place to take care of her. but little did he know that roles were going to be reversed. . .
FIVE PLACED A small kiss on Y/N's forehead after he cleaned up the small gash that was on the side of her head and put a bandage on.
Y/N peeled one of her eyes open and saw Five kneeled on the bed beside her.
She looked around at her surroundings and they looked to be in one of the guest rooms in the back of Elliott's place.
"Hello, Dr. Five," she grinned, reaching up to touch the weird feeling on her head until Five grabbed her hand and pulled it away with a small frown on his face.
"Don't touch it, what are you thinking? You're hurt."
"Sorry," Y/N laughed at his facial expression.
When Five was done fixing the tape, he gathered his materials and set them on the nightstand that was beside the bed. Y/N then grabbed him by his waist and pulled him on top of her like he weighed nothing, both his legs were straddling Y/N's middle. Five let out breathy laughs as Y/N started placing butterfly kisses all over his cute little face.
Y/N's lips then moved down to his jawline and Five took in a sharp breath, "Y/N. . ."
"I'm sorry about earlier, baby. I didn't mean to leave you like that, but Diego was a big fucking cockblock," Y/N spoke, breath fanning over the boy's ear. She rolled her hips up once, applying slight pressure on his crotch, and playing it off as if she was readjusting herself on the bed.
"I-It's okay, we h-had to leave." Five closed his eyes and sighed, the blood rushing from his head to between his legs.
"I can make it up to you if you want? And I can thank you for taking care of me."
Five nodded eagerly, beginning to grind against the fabric of his shorts. "Yes, yes, please."
Y/N gasped as Five began to pick up his pace on her lower stomach. "Why so needy, baby?" She grabbed his hips to stop his movement and Five whined quietly. She moved her hand to cup his semi-hard member and smirked at his pink face. "I've not touched you yet and you're almost as hard as a doorknob, Five."
"Y/N," Five pouted.
"What is it, Five? What do you want?"
Five sniffled lightly, hoping that could soften her up but sadly, it didn't work. He had been so touch starved since the bathroom before they all left for the gala. He was so turned on right now. "Y/N, please."
Y/N sighed, letting go of his hips so she could grab the throw blanket next to her. "If you don't tell me, Five. . . I won't be able to help you. You'd have to use your big boy words. If not, I'd be more than happy to go to be right now. . . it is getting late." With Five still on top of her, he moved closer to her and wrapped himself around her middle like a koala, making her let go of the blanket.
"No, no. Please."
"Then tell me what you want." Y/N knew what he wanted, she wasn't stupid. It was just fun egging him on, he was so much more enjoyable when submissive and she could get him to do whatever she wanted him to.
"Please touch me. Please. Don't leave me like this," He spoke, voice muffled and slightly higher than usual.
"Touch you where?"
Five blew out a breath of frustration, his cock growing harder by the second because of her teasing and his hips twitched against hers for stimulation. "Down there, please. It hurts." She knew that was as specific as Five would go.
Y/N kissed his neck lightly. "Well, you could have just said so. Undress for me, baby."
Five pushed himself off of her and took off his blazer, which was followed by his vest and button up shirt, showing off his lightly toned arms and stomach. He shivered slightly when Y/N raked her nails gently down his chest.
She helped Five unbuckle his belt and shorts, to which they were thrown somewhere else in the guest room. He took off his boxers to show off his hard member in all its glory.
"So pretty, baby," Y/N murmured and Five blushed.
Y/N wrapped her hand around his cock and he gasped at the warm feeling. She then grazed her thumb around his angry red tip and a spurt of precum came out when she squeezed his member lightly.
"Y-Y/N, don't tease me," Five took in a sharp breath.
"That's not very nice to say to me, especially when I'm doing what you asked me to, baby." Y/N removed her hand with a mock pout on her lips.
Five almost sobbed. "T-Touch me more."
Y/N reach down between the two of them and pinched his inner thigh and Five yelped. "What happened to saying 'please'? What happened to my good boy?" She frowned.
Five looked at Y/N with puppy eyes, so glossy and brimming with tears of frustration, and she almost gave in. "Sorry, I-I'm sorry. Please, p-please, touch me. I'll be a good boy. I'll be the bestest boy for you. Please, t-touch me more, my love."
Y/N smiled, eyes filled with adoration. She used her hand to hold the back of his neck and brought him down into a heated kiss. She swiped his bottom lip with her tongue and he granted her access, allowing her to dominate him completely by letting her explore his mouth with her tongue. He moaned when her tongue met with his.
She pulled away for a quick breath, then pulling him back in aggressively, but also lovingly, and lightly bit down on his bottom lip, hard but not hard enough to draw blood. She swallowed the muffled moans he let out. He is so cute. She pulled away slightly and lightly licked his bottom lip to sooth the ache then pulled away fully.
"That wasn't so hard, was it, baby?"
She swiped her thumb over the bead of precum that gathered on his swollen tip, using that as lubricant as she gently stroked down his cock. Five let out a small moan as she started to pick up her pace.
"So handsome. My boy is so pretty," she leaned up a bit to whisper it in his ear.
"T-thank- hmmph, thank you," Five failed to create a coherent sentence as his wife brought her other hand up to ghost over his smooth chest.
Five shivered when the tips of her fingers grazed over his nipple. "You like, Five?" She pinched the nub between her index and thumb and Five moaned loudly, arching his back into her hand. "Shh, don't want the others to hear you, right?" Five shook his head. "That's what I thought. Now be a good boy and stay quiet for me."
She kept up her movements, repeatedly stroking his hard member or occasionally focusing on rubbing the tip where he was most sensitive, and using the thumb of her other hand to rub his hard nipple.
"You're so needy, Five. Who are you so needy for, hm?"
"Fuck, fuck- Just for you," the boy panted. "All, ah, all for you."
"Mm, that's right," she hissed, tugging slightly at his dick and Five moaned lightly, biting his lip to contain his sounds. "All for me, just for me. You're mine."
Five didn't know where Y/N was getting her possessive nature from, but it was turning him the hell on. He was oh so close to his climax.
"I-I'm yours. . ." Five closed his eyes and focused on the near constant pleasure Y/N was so deliciously giving him. "Y/N, oh, Y/N. . ."
His precum was starting to drip onto her dress but Y/N could care less. Her boy was so blissed out and his face was all she could focus on. "You close, babyboy?" She asked and Five nodded, gulping down a low groan that almost found its way out at the nickname. "Cum whenever, my love. I give you permission."
Y/N could tell he was almost at his peak, his moans were becoming a higher pitch and louder by the second.
"Shit- Ahh, Y/N, c-cover- please cover my mouth, ahh ahh hah, fuck, mm~" Five blabbered and Y/N removed her hand from his chest and pressed it over his lips. She could feel the vibrations of his high pitched moans and whimpers.
And with a last tug to his cock, Five reached his climax with shaking legs, spurts of cum dropping onto Y/N's hand and dress. The moan he let out was so loud and higher than the other ones, Y/N knew that if she hadn't muffled his sounds, he would most definitely wake someone up.
Y/N slowed her hand movements, still lightly stroking to milk the rest of his orgasm out of his until Five started to whine about the overstimulation.
"You did so good, baby love. So fucking good for me," Y/N praised, taking her hand away and Five dropped down onto her chest, breathing uneven and ragged.
Five closed his eyes and let Y/N rake her hands through his messy hair. "That felt so good. I love you."
He picked his head up and moved it to be leveled with Y/N's, she chuckled at his fucked out expression, "I love you too, my sweet babyboy. Let's get you cleaned up now, okay?"
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