you smile down at the boy beneath you, his sad eyes swimming with desperation. he needed something. to touch you, to feel you sink down onto his length, anything.
you frown sympathetically, your thumb tracing his jawline “my poor baby.”
he melted into your touch, a breathy whine slipping from his lips.
“please let me touch you sweetheart, i just wanna touch you.”
his voice comes out as a soft whisper, laced with so much need and after all how could you say no to your sweet boyfriend when he’s practically on the verge of tears beneath you!
as soon as you sink down onto his cock his hands immediately find their way to your hips, making an effort you pull you down onto his length, to which you grab his hands quickly, shaking your head as he stares up at you with the saddest puppy eyes you’ve ever seen.
“if you don’t listen to me we’ll start all over again frankie.”
tears pool in the corners of his eyes and he shakes his head frantically, his heart pounding inside his chest. “i’m sorry i—i didn’t mean to, i’ll be good baby i promise”
his thumbs trace small circles over your hips and you can feel him trying to be as gentle as possible, his touch slightly hesitant. he repeats this until he begins to feel your cunt swallow his length once more, his lips parting and his eyes darting down, glued to the sight infront of him.
a string of moans fall from your lips and he watches you desperately, trying his very best not to move before you gave him permission.
“p—please can i move?”
you nod slowly and that’s all it takes for him to lift your hips and begin to thrust into you, his cock stretching your walls perfectly.
he moves his head to pepper your shoulder with kisses, his pace never faltering.
“does it feel good baby, am i doing good?”
you nod, the sensation of him inside of you clouding your brain.
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you stare at the boy behind you in the mirror, his chin resting on your shoulder and his arms wrapped firmly around your waist.
“look at you” he whispers, moving his hands to slowly slide up and down your sides, his fingertips sending jolts straight to your aching core “my perfect girl hm?”
you let out a sigh and turn your head to the side, his brows furrowing slightly before pulling your chin back towards the mirror, forcing you to look back into the reflection. “don’t turn away sweet girl, look how pretty you are. i want you to see what i see”
you bite back a shy smile and his eyes glisten, he had you right where he wanted you with just a few whispered compliments. “i’ll always take care of you baby, you know that don’t you?”
“yes” you nod. it was quiet, barely audible but it was enough for him, enough to tell him you believed his words. so pretty yet so naive.
a smirk forms on his lips and he turns his head to pepper your neck with kisses, his movements making your breath hitch “tell me who you belong you”
his teeth graze over your neck softly, grounding you, and your eyes flutter shut “you”
he smiles against your skin, dragging his fingertips down your body painfully slowly “that’s my smart girl”
“frankie” you whine, he was a fucking tease!
“i know, you want me to touch you angel?” he mumbles against your skin
you nod and he grabs your arm, pulling you down onto the couch and right down into his lap.