Baby, you should know that you’re everything I’m craving - sub!adrian chase
𖦹 18+ | authors note at the end 𖦹
There’s too many warnings so just take this: smut with plot but it’s terribly written (I think that speaks for itself…)
“I’m into sex because, like a lot of people, it’s an opportunity to bond with my best friend” Adrian’s voice rang through your kitchen as you fished out your first aid kit. You could practically hear the pout on his face.
“First of all, that’s not what I asked, and second of all, what? Does this mean you’ve had sex with Chris?” Your words made Adrian choke.
“Well technically no but yes?…and that’s not how I meant it-“ he stumbled over his words, his brain going faster than his mouth. He uncharacteristically fidgeted his fingers. The tips of his ears were a soft pink. Cute.
“Right” you murmured, remembering the time when Adrian got drunk and told you about his threesome. You didn’t particularly like Chris, not for that reason specifically, but because he was always so mean to Adrian and the whole group, apart from Harcourt of course.
“Was that weird? What I said? Are you going to demote me as a best friend now?” He never knew when to be quiet, not that you complained.
“No, no, and no. You’re okay ri” your voice was filled with disinterest as you focused solely on disinfecting the cut above his eyebrow. He was oddly quiet for a moment.
“So you will have sex with me?” His words suddenly grabbed your attention.
“What?” You sputtered at his words, he always said what was on his mind so you really can’t be too surprised.
“This could be a once in a lifetime bonding experience!” He was too chipper as he laid out his proposal, looking at you with hope in his eyes. You pulled away, turning to grab a bandaid from your first aid kit.
“You got into a real bad fight, I think maybe you need to sleep this off and we’ll talk about this next time” your words barely registered to him. All he heard was next time. He was beaming. You finally grabbed a small bandied, turning back around to place it over his cut.
“Next time?! Really? God I can’t wait- oh my god I have to tell Chris!” He stood up, a too happy smile on his lips as he looked down at you. His cuts and scraps were completely forgotten about, he didn’t even seem to care how badly they looked.
His words finally processed in your head.
“Uh no, no way are you telling Chris about this, this isn’t even a ‘this’…wait, do you tell him about your sex life? Actually don’t tell me, I don’t need to-”
“He’s my best friend, of course I do. Well technically speaking I don’t right now since I’m not having sex but if I was having sex, I would.” Adrian squinted his eyes with a grin, he said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Gross Adrian” your nose scrunched in disgust at his over-explanation. Right as you did so, Adrian scrambled for his mask and literally jumped out of your window.
You gasped at the his sudden departure, running over to the window to see if he was okay. Boy was he just fine. You watch him as he runs into the forest behind your apartment complex. What a weirdo. You made a mental note to lecture him on jumping out of your window.
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It was an hour or two after he jumped from your window that you decided to try and sleep. It was around 2 am, his visits were always late but you didn’t expect him back any time soon so you decided to challenge your insomnia.
You had changed into your pajamas, an oversized t-shirt with nothing else because duh. You were getting comfortable in bed, moving around til you found the most comfortable position. You were on the brink of sleep until a thud had you up. You panicked, willing your heart to calm down in order to properly assess the situation.
You quietly slipped out from your bed, rushing to put on a nearby pair of boxer shorts. They were shorter than you wanted but this could be life or death so it didn’t matter all that much. You walked around in the dark, grabbing the baseball bat you kept nearby for emergencies. You tiptoed out of your room, peaking your head into the living room. The light was on and you saw the persons back…
“Adrian?” You wondered if your sleepy state was deceiving you or if he was, once again, standing in your living room, still dressed as vigilante.
“I will totally fix that for you later, well I mean if you need it fixed now I can totally get down and dirty and fix it now-“
“It’s okay, ri” you shook your head, placing the baseball bat upright on the floor, leaning against the wall. He knocked over your CD rack, it wasn’t the end of the world. You bit back an amused smile as you walked over to bring order back to the rack. You sank to your knees, picking up a couple CD’s and putting them back promptly.
“What’re you doing here? It’s like two in the morning” you murmured and stifled a yawn. Adrian looked a tad guilty but that didn’t last long. He was frozen, staring down you. Your brows furrowed as you looked up at him.
“What? I know I have eye-bags, it’s ’cause you never let me sleep” you teased lightly but shrugged off his odd behavior. Assuming he also hadn’t been sleeping. To be frank, he was utterly enthralled by the sight of your thighs. Even more so since you’re on your knees like this. Soon the staring got too weird so you called him out.
“Sit down or something, weirdo” you swatted at his legs, apparently that did it and soon he was back in control of his body. He flopped onto your couch, and took off his mask. He swung his legs on your coffee table, taking in his surroundings as if he hasn’t been here hundreds of times already.
You finished re-stacking your CD’s, now standing and looking at him. You looked over his face to see if there were any new cuts or bruises. He was gone for quite a quite awhile, so you assumed him and chris had used their time to patrol or something.
“Wasn’t patrolling, just uh…was in the area. You call those pajamas? Aren’t you cold?” His gaze had locked onto your bare legs, his brows furrowed in genuine concern.
“Did Chris get in your head or something? I know you admire the guy but he doesn’t seem awfully nice” you shook your head in disapproval, ignoring his pajama questions. Whenever you did missions with them, Chris never failed to be inconsiderate towards Adrian. Towards the whole group really.
“No, I actually didn’t get to see him…I think he’s off at a bar or something with Harcourt” Adrian shook his head, sulking as he tugged at the armor on his suit.
“Sounds like him” you hummed and walked towards him. Standing over his frame, you ran your hand through the curls that covered his forehead, uncovering the cut you disinfected before he jumped from your window. He leaned into the touch. His rapid healing ability had allowed the cut to be nothing but a memory. You removed your hand and stepped over his legs that were propped on top of your coffee table.
“Well if you’re not still hurt, what’s up?” you flopped down next to him, playing with the armor he took off.
He just shrugged. He was too pussy to admit he was back because he couldn’t stop thinking about you. About what you said. Next time.
“You wanna stay the night?” You had no problem with it, he’s spent the night plenty of times. Though that’s usually when he’s so hurt he can’t move but you digress.
“Can I?” He seemed to be a bit more at ease after the offer
“Duh, I’ll go get you a blanket and you can crash on the couch” you rolled your eyes fondly and tossed his armor down on his lap before walking towards your hallway closet and grabbing his favorite blanket of yours. While you did that he worked on getting the rest of his suit off. He’d normally sleep in sweats but his options were limited at your place, so he was stuck in just his boxers. You finally fished out the blanket he always asked for.
It was one you crocheted yourself, a silly hobby you had when life was simpler than it was now. You threw it at him, snorting when it made contact with his face.
“I’m out, you know where everything is so make yourself at home. Night ri” you did a little wave and retreated back to your room.
You got back into bed, quickly finding a comfortable spot and willing yourself back to sleep. And you were asleep…for maybe a half hour.
Your door creaking open caused you to wake up, you had the curse of being a light sleeper.
“Adrian?” Your voice came out soft, not laced in sleep like you expected.
“Yeah..just me,” he shuffled into the room “Can I sleep with you tonight? Not like in the way I talked about earlier, not sex- well unless you want that then absolutely but what I meant just now was sleep like bed time sleep, not sex” his rambling was always amusing, and you always let him get eveything out.
Without responding you lifted up your blanket and he was quick to join you. You turned your back towards him, moving back into the comfortable spot you were in before his intrusion.
“Night” Adrians voice seemed strained but you weren’t too sure so you didn’t question it.
“Night” you hummed back and found yourself relaxing into your bed. But you couldn’t. Not with Adrian stiff as a board beside you, accompanied with his heart beating out of his chest. You gave him ten minutes to return to his normal Adrian self, but he hadn’t. He truly couldn’t. And it was your fault.
“Ri?” Your voice was low but gentle. He moved around, but didn’t respond. A warm set of hands settled on your hips, dragging you into a warm chest - his warm chest.
“This okay? Please tell me it’s okay, can’t sleep if I can’t hold you.” You would never deny him anything and you didn’t plan on starting now.
“Thought you weren’t a fan of touching?” You teased lightly, hoping it would ease him a bit.
“You’re different” was all he offered in response, shoving his face in the back of your neck. Nosing at skin there.
“Hm..if you say so” you let your eyes close, his warmth and weight was something you had no idea you’d enjoy so much. Some time passed by, his heart rate never slowed. You tried to turn around in his grasp but the second you wiggled your hips he quickly stopped you. A small noise escaped his throat. You tried to move again but this time you felt something stiff poking your lower back. You got embarrassingly wet once you realized he was hard.
Adrian was buzzing. He was embarrassed and too turned on to think straight. He kept his face shoved against the back of your neck.
“Don’t move…I’m sorry- fuck, I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop thinking about you and technically this is next time- god I’m sorry, I tried to make it go away, I’m sorry” his voice wobbled as he quickly withdrew from you but before he move any farther, you had sat up, swung a leg over his thighs and straddled him. Effectively shoving him back onto the bed. You pinned his hands beside his head. The covers tossed somewhere on your side of the bed.
“I caused it?” You asked with a tilt of your head, you felt the corners of your lips threatening to curl into a smirk. A throb between your legs had your heart racing.
“Yes- I’m sorry. I’ll leave right now if you want me to a-and if you also want, you won’t ever see me again- I promise I’ll disappear o-or something” you cut off his rambling by releasing one of his wrists and placing your hand over his mouth. A beat of silence rolls over you. His wide eyes couldn’t leave yours, he tried to read what you were feeling but he never could understood how emotions worked. He was panicking. If only he knew this information gave you a sick sort of satisfaction
“Can I kiss you, Adrian?” You asked softly, his eyebrows shot up, confusion and shock took over his features. You didn’t think he was a pervert? Is this really happening?
You slowly took your hand off his mouth, patiently waiting for an answer.
“God, yes” his breath hitched as he nodded profusely. You leaned down, pressing your lips to his slowly. He was too impatient, having spent so long wanting this, he needed more.
You let his other hand free, now letting your hands rest on his stupidly tone chest for support. He leaned into the kiss, getting needier by the minute. His hands hovered over your hips, stuck between wanting to touch you but too scared that if he did, you’d finally realize what you’re doing and make him leave.
You quickly picked up on his hesitance. You pulled back, smiling as he chased your lips.
“Wh-why’d you pull away? Am I not a good kisser? Chris says he does all these face muscle exercises, but I’ve never actually done them- fuck is that why my kissing is bad? I bet it is.” He shook his head at himself, your eyes widened at his words. What the hell is Chris saying to this poor boy?
“You’re not a bad kisser, I pulled away ‘cause…” you trailed off, drawing his attention back onto you as you took off your tank top. Leaving your top half completely bare. His cheeks flushed.
“Oh” was all he could muster, unable to look away from the sight in front of him. You noticed his hands still hovering.
“You’re allowed to touch, baby” you reassured as you placed your hands over his and guided them from your hips, up to your chest. He choked the second his hands made contact with your bare tits. Your nipples already hard due to the unforgiving cold nature of the night.
“You okay?” You asked as he was borderline panting, struggling to speak, let alone breathe. He nodded his head, eyes too interested on your almost naked self.
You clicked your tounge, finally bringing his eyes to yours. “Words, use your words”
“I’m more than okay…do you know how beautiful you are? I…fuck, I cant believe you’re real. Can’t believe you’re letting me touch you like this” you felt your cheeks warm at his words, they made something inside you snap. Fuck. You needed to ruin him. Now.
“Can I taste you, Adrian?” You asked innocently, running your fingers underneath the waistband of his boxers. You felt his stomach twitch under your touch. You palmed him, not giving too much.
He shook his head, his eyes screwed shut. Your brows furrowed as you watched him. “No? Talk to me baby” you murmured as you withdrew your hand.
“I won’t last- fuck, I know I won’t last” his breathe stuttered, his eyes opening lazily. He had willed himself to calm down
“And that’s bad?” You were lost, too focused on his words which made your insides all warm and tingly.
“Yeah, I wanna….i wanna be inside you,” he closed his eyes again, afraid you’d shun his already embarrassed self.
“You wanna be inside me?” You repeated what he in a mocking tone as you shimmied your boxer shorts off, leaving you completely bare. You kicked your them somewhere in your room, not caring at all. To tell the truth you’ve been wanting to ruin your best friend for awhile now, so the need and utter desperation you were feeling was nearly unbearable.
You settled your wet slit over his boxer covered hard on, rolling your hips over his teasingly. His hips jerked up, he tried to keep still but he couldn’t. Not when you were so pretty and making him feel so good.
“N-noooo…baby- fuck, I can’t-“ his hands grabbed your hips haphazardly, you decided to be nice so you stilled your hips.
“C’mon Adrian, you don’t want me to make you feel good?” You asked in a honey soft voice, slowly dragging yourself over him again. You could see where your wetness mixed with his in the front his boxers.
“D..don’t tease….please baby, needa’ be in you” he babbled, his eyes were glossy behind his glasses. Looking utterly wrecked from barely anything.
“Fuck,” your breath hitched but you obliged, you pulled his boxers down, his cock sprung against his stomach—smearing precum in its wake. “Eveything about you is so fucking pretty…you know that ri?” Your words had him burning. You couldn’t help it. You leaned down to taste him for a second, well that’s what you told yourself as you suck his tip into your mouth.
You hummed at the taste of his pre. A desperate cry fr above had you placing a kiss over his slit before you settled back over his length, sliding his hard cock between your folds. You purposely knock his tip over your clit, reveling in the sensation. It had you leaking all over him. He was getting twitchy, clearly impatient, so you took pity on him. You lined him up with your pulsing hole. Slowing sinking down, you were so turned on you didn’t even register the pain of the stretch.
He whined, trembling under you. Pawing at anything he could get his hands on. He arched his back once he bottomed out, letting out the hottest, most pathetic cry you think you’ve ever heard. You clenched around him, only making it worse for him.
He didn’t want to come before you but the way you were squeezing his cock…god help him.
“Re-relax, baby, please.. squeezin’ me so tight, not gonna last if you keep it up” he stuttered out, caressing your sides as if that would get you to relax. Instead you opted for rocking your hips slowly against his, you lifted yourself up before sinking back down a couple times. Your desperation was taking over. It was clearly Adrian was fighting his at the same time.
In a desperate attempt to ease your own desire you rock your hips down harder, crying out when you felt how deep inside he was. You closed your eyes blissfully.
In record time you were bouncing carelessly, only focusing on how good he was hitting that spongy spot in you. When you finally opened your eyes, you saw how pathetic Adrian looked under you. Glasses askew on his face, slightly foggy, mouth in a ‘o’, all while he was whimpering and letting breathy moans out. Fuck did you love a man who whimpered.
“Feels good, huh baby? Looks like you’re enjoying yourself” you mused mockingly, humiliation clawed up Adrian’s spine. You felt his cock twitch at your words, tearing a broken cry from his throat.
“Can’t…not gonna….g-gotta cum, please baby” he was panting as he spoke, his hips canting up unrhythmically.
“Hold it, m’close” you demanded softly, wanting to experience your release with him. One of his hands dipped between the two of you, his fingers circled around your clit, rubbing over your soft pearl clumsily.
“Plea-ease, I…i can’t hold it- fuck baby I can’t- oh shit you-you gotta get off” his hand moved from between you up to your hip, holding you down against him. Successfully stopping your bounces.
You felt your walls pulse, a new wave of arousal drenched down his cock. He jerked under you when you clenched around him, in your defense you couldn’t control it.
“Just a little bit longer,” you shook your head, moving your hips again, you were close—too close to have him stop you now.
“O-oh god-“ he moaned loudly, fucking himself up into you hastily. You’re right on the edge when you felt him coat your walls. You cried out as you selfishly used him to get yourself off, you milked him dry, as you reached your own devastating high a few seconds later. He gasped at the overstimulation. you collapsed onto his sweaty chest, whispering soft praises as he came down from his high.
Your ragged breathing synced with his, you placed soft kisses on his chest. He wasn’t a fan of soft touching but it was tolerable with you, It just made him squirm.
You sat in silence for a few minutes, catching your breathe and processing what just happened. Sometimes you swore Adrian was a mind reader.
“Are you gonna regret this in the morning?” He sounded so small as he traced soft circles on your lower back.
“No. Do you think you will?” You couldn’t help but ask the same.
“Never would I ever regret this…it was even better than I thought it’d be” he sighed into the crown of your head.
“Oh so you’ve thought about this before?” You teased him, he pinched your thigh in a silent rebuttal causing you to squeal before swatting his hand.
“Uhhh…maybe…yeah…I have…I do, very often” he rambled admittedly, you smiled into his chest before propping yourself back up on his chest. You slowly eased yourself off his spent cock, causing a whimper to slip from his throat. You settled back down, resting your head on his shoulder. Staring up his flushed faced with pure admiration. You were a goner.
“Well looks like I have to make up for all that lost time then” you offered and he was all for it.
“Fuck yeah, maybe you could quiz me on manta ray facts next time too!” At last, Adrian was back to his very Adrian self. This time you were able to fall and stay asleep.
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Hiiii can u tell this like only my second time writing smut like in my entire life??? Sorry if it seems rushed im like stoned out of my mind trying not to cringe at myself but hey I needed more sub!adrian fics so ofc I had to deliver for me and the other freaks out there who need him whining and shit🤤🤤 def didn’t do justice for what I had in mind but fuck it we ball
