EDGED
G!p Rosè x G!p Reader
You tease Rosè with euphoria that doesn’t come.
Content warning: sub!Rosè, Dom!reader, edging, handjobs, fingering, morning sex, anal play, and mentions of cum.
You had been teasing her the entire day. First it was in the morning when she had first woken up.
It was a normal morning, nothing out of the ordinary, two bodies huddled together to avoid the crisp autumn air that flowed through the bedroom.
You had awoken first, opening your eyes before quickly shutting them as the sunlight that slipped past the blinds met. Once you adjust to the light you turn over on your side to look over your sleeping girlfriend's figure, she had her face nuzzled in your neck as her arm stretched across your torso.
You swooned over her as you began to stroke your fingers through her hair whispering little encouragements into her ear to wake up. Eventually Rosè awoke and was greeted by the sight of you staring at her in adoration, “Good morning baby,” she mumbled into your neck “Good morning to you too sleepy head,” you responded.
Rosè shifted slightly as she brought her head out from your neck, she propped her head on her hand as she began to caress your jaw. You looked at her before moving a bit closer so your knee was in between her legs “ I know what you're planning,” Rosè says as she breaks the silence. “Do you really know what I’m planning?” You challenged gazing into her eyes, “Yes, yes I do know what you’re up to,” Rosè retorts. “You sure about that sweetheart?” You challenge once more, “Are you gonna make me cum or what?” Rosè says with a lustful tone, “Maybe,” you say as you push your knee into her crotch making her shudder.
Quickly you remove yourself and Rosè from under the sheets and sit up to capture her lips in a lust filled kiss, her hand that was caressing your jaw now tangled in your hair before she disconnected from your lips, breathing heavily against them as she moves to stand on her knees.
You move behind her before beginning to cup her through her boxers making her groan against your lips and buck her hips into your hand before reconnecting your lips with hers. Blindly you reach into the bedside table to retrieve the bottle of lube, once you succeed in finding it you place it on the bed before beginning to roam your hands around Rosè’s body while beginning to suck marks into her neck.
Rosè mewls at your ministrations as she starts to fully rest against your chest. Eventually you pull away from her neck and begin to tug off her shirt and hook a finger in her boxers, “Please baby.” Rosè whimpers. You reply by simply pulling down her boxers, watching as her hard cock springs from its confines and slaps against her stomach with a dull tap.
Rosè shivers as the air makes contact with her bare lower half. The coldness of the air is quickly replaced with warmth as you wrap your hand around her cock and give it a squeeze before moving to uncap the lube and pour it onto her cock.
Rosè’s cock twitches as the cold substance makes contact with her, it’s once again replaced when you wrap your hand around her and begin to spread it around before starting to stroke her at a slow pace, making sure to run your thumb under the head of her cock.
Rosè releases a breathy sigh as she succumbs to the pleasure that your hand is providing her with, unconsciously bucking her hips every few strokes until you use your free hand to pin her hips to yours.
“Baby, please faster,” she manages to choke out. You simply kiss her jaw before speeding up your strokes, watching as Rosè writhes and moans in pleasure.
Little beads of pre cum have slipped past the slit of her cock and beaded down onto your moving hand.
Rosè tilts her head back to rest in the crook of your neck as breathy moans escape her lips with her eyes shut tightly. Not soon after her hand shoots down to your forearm, gripping tightly.
She was close and you knew it as you began to speed up your strokes even more as wet squelches resonated throughout the room.
Rosè opens her eyes to look down at the sight of your hand moving up and down her cock before quickly shutting them as she lets her head lean further against your shoulder.
“Fuck, baby I’m so close.” She chokes out. “I know sweetheart, cum for me.” Rosè moans loudly at your words before nodding her head.
“Shit! Cummi-“
Rosè’s words were abruptly cut off when you pulled your hand away from her throbbing cock.
Rosè whined helplessly as she opened her eyes. “Baby please, please let me cum,” she begs as she tries to buck her hips into your hand.
“No, you know the rules.” You say as you turn her to face you before planting a kiss on her lips and getting out of bed, leaving Rosè alone in the room with a hard cock and no form of release.
Then in the afternoon when she was making lunch for the two of you.
Nothing was out of the ordinary. Rosè was making lunch for the two of you even though you had tormented her a few hours ago.
She finished chopping the lettuce for the sandwiches when you entered the kitchen.
“You’re not here to torment me again are you?” She questions while stopping to look up at you. “No, just came to see what you were doing,” you answer as you walk towards her and wrap your arms around her before resting your head on the crook of her neck.
You place a few chaste kisses against the area as you wrap your arms tighter around her, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume.
Rosè giggles a bit because of how clingy you’ve become. “Baby what are you doing?” She questioned. “Nothing,” you reply while moving your hands to grasp the knife in her hand and set it down on the cutting board.
“Baby I’m gonna need that if you want lunch.” She says while leaning into your touch. “Lunch can wait.” You mumble against her skin while beginning to leave small kisses over the marks you left this morning.
Rosè tenses in your hold while you move the cutting board to the other side of the counter.
You begin to let your hands roam over her body before moving to her back resting on her shoulders, running your thumb over the tense muscles.
“Relax baby.” You say. Almost instantly Rosè relaxes in your hold as one of your hands travels in between her shoulder blades as the other gathers her wrist behind her back.
Before she knows it she’s bent over the counter, face pressed against the cold, marble countertop. You press your hips against her, making her grunt at the feeling of your erection resting heavy against her ass.
You take your hand off of her back as you begin to slip them into her black sweatpants, rubbing your thumb up and down the expanse of her bulge. Rosè let’s out a soft string of sighs as she begins to rut her hips against your hand before she’s stopped as you press your erection against her harder.
“If you want me to fuck you you’re gonna have to behave.” You whisper in her ear before pulling her pants and boxers down in one swift motion, making her shiver as the cold air of the kitchen made contact with her cock.
Slowly you slide a thumb up to her tip that was already beading pre cum, teasingly you swipe it as Rosè lets out a low moan.
“Still sensitive from this morning?” You questioned even though you knew the answer. Rosè just shifts her eyes to shoot you a glare despite the look of lust in them. “I can’t fuck you until you give me an answer,” You inquired. “Yes. Yes I’m still sensitive from this morning,” Rosè reluctantly says as a blush begins to appear on her face and the tips of her ears.
Slowly, you trail your thumb from the head of her cock to her mouth, slipping it in. Without command she begins running her tongue around the invading digit, suckling on it as you press down on her tongue. You slipped a few more fingers in her mouth before bringing your hand down to the puckered hole that rested just above her balls.
You pressed a thumb to the hole as you began slowly circling the outside. By now Rosè was starting to get fed up with your teasing and just really wanted your fingers inside of her. “Baby please…” she whines desperately. “Please what Rosie?” You retort.
She always loved when you called her the term of endearment but not when she was trying to get you to shove your fingers in her ass so she could cum.
“Baby please fuck me, I’ll be good for you.” She states exasperatedly. You don’t respond, taking your thumb off of her hole before slotting a finger inside her. Rosè writhes beneath you as her hands grasp at the hem of your shirt.
Slowly you begin pumping your finger in and out of her as she pushes back onto your hand. “More, please more.” She whines letting her head fall onto the marble countertop.
You grant her wish and slide another finger inside of her, scissoring them and watching how her thighs begin to shake. Rosè practically begins to fuck her self on your fingers, rolling her hips and moaning wildly as she rapidly approaches her orgasm.
You push a third finger into her watching as she writhes from the stretch, her thighs shake, a tell tale sign that she’s about to cum. “C-cum-,” Rosè’s words quickly died in her throat as you pulled your fingers out of her.
Desperately, she whined and tried to rut against your hand, hoping you would slide your fingers back into her but you never did. You lay kisses up her spine and to the back of her neck, looming over her while she continues to complain over your sudden halt.
You pull her boxers up and tuck her back into them before pulling her shorts up as well before pulling her into a kiss and leaving the kitchen. Defeatedly, she lays her head on the cold, marble counter, contemplating whether or not she should follow after you beg you to fuck her or spare her ego and just jerk off. However it was like you read her thoughts when you suddenly shouted from the living room, “Don’t even try to jerk off!”
This was going to be a long day she thought to herself.
The third and final time was the afternoon,
It was about four in the afternoon when you had decided you had enough of working and wanted to relieve some of your stress by teasing Rosè. She was watching a random television show when you came into the living room.
Rosè looked up from the television to gaze at your entering figure. She already knew that another round of torture was about to ensue, and she would be the victim.
Still a small portion in her mind hopes that maybe just maybe that you would let her cum.
“Hey” Rosè says as she watches you plop down onto the couch beside her. “Hey” you say gazing into her eyes.
Rosè had always liked your eyes, they were always so expressive and she could always stare into them for hours on end. However when she had looked into your eyes all she could see was unbridled lust. She quickly looked away as heat started to rise and tickle her skin.
You slightly smirked and placed your hand on her thigh, inching closer and closer to her erection.
At this point Rosè didn’t care whether she came or not she just wanted your hands on her.
“Please, just touch me.” She whined.
“Your wish is my command.” You say as you straddle her lap, your lips barely touching.
Rosè expects to feel your lips on hers any moment but when she opens her eyes she sees you looking at her with a teasing glint. Hurriedly she pushes her lips against your own.
Rosè kisses you with a sense of ferocity that was unbeknownst to you before you had initiated. At first you just wanted to continue your little game of playing with leaving her all riled up when she needed you most, but seeing her so desperate was always something you were fond of.
Rosè’s hands tugged at the hem of your shirt before slipping under, trailing your skin. You shifted a bit in her lap and she unexpectedly grunted into the kiss. Teasingly, you rolled your hips again only for her to pull away from the kiss and tuck her head into the crook of your neck.
“Please, just do something. I just need something.” The desperation was evident in her voice. “All right pretty girl, but you know the rules right?”
Rosè’s fingers dug into your skin at the mention of the rules. She couldn’t care less about the rules; she just wanted to cum. And if you didn’t make her cum she was just going to get herself off.
“Baby, please.” She whined. “Is that yes or a no?” You said as you tenatally rolled your hips again, causing her to release a breathy moan. “Yes, please.” She muttered into your neck.
Before you went to roll your hips again, you positioned yourself so yours and Rosè’s erections were aligned. Angling your hips as you set the pace. Slow but hard strokes that would provide you both with just enough friction.
Rosè’s hands trailed down to your waist as she tried to muffle her moans in the crook of your neck. Steadily, Rosè began to move her hips into yours, following the pace.
You steadied yourself by placing a hand on the back to the couch while the other tangled into Rosè’s hair. You tighten your grip before pulling her head back and out off the crook of your neck. Rosè took this as an opportunity to reconnect your lips with hers.
“Such a needy little thing. So desperate to cum huh?” You mumble into the kiss. Eventually your hips pick up their pace and Rosè follows suit, moans picking up on volume.
Rosè’s hands travel higher from your waist until her fingers are dug into your back. You pull away from the kiss and begin to trail open mouthed kisses across the expanse of her jaw and neck.
“Please baby I’m so close. Need you so bad.” She moaned. You speed up your hips, fully aware that you were about to leave her at her peak, just as you had the other two times that day.
Rosè’s hips stuttered as her breath hitched and her eyes shut tight. She was close, so close to euphoria. You noticed and before she could announce that she was cumming, you pulled your hips away from hers. Her eyes shot open as she looked at you exasperatedly. She could have cried at that moment.
You placed a kiss on her lips before untangling your fingers from her hair and standing up before leaving to go back to your work. Meanwhile, Rosè sat there with her words stuck in her throat and a raging erection.
However, Rosè’s efforts had paid off as she found herself on her knees with a baby pink heart vibrator strapped to the head of her cock, handcuffed, and being railed by you as she spilled pearly white ropes of cum into the sheets.
Her mind was barely able to function as the combination of pleasure filled her brain and the feeling of satisfaction overcame her.
AN:Sorry for not posting. I may or may not be expanding on the last part of this story; it depends on if it is requested.
