No drabble today, because Carnival is the prompt I chose for my Halloween longfic this year!
TRUTH BE TOLD (coming off Anon soon)
Ned/Clyde
Clyde Logan lost a friend in Iraq. When he receives an invitation from Mare Pritti to a tribute for his fellow brother in arms, he's reluctant. Nonetheless, he's curious about Toledo and the family his friend left behind, and the handsome newspaper reporter subbing for Mare as his guide.
Oooo winter holiday requests? Might I request a snuggly married couple get away to a remote cabin with Clyde Logan? Snowing outside, but you two are cozying up by the fire with some hot coco.
warnings.
FLUFF, SMUT, general Clyde sweetness, clit rubbing, vaginal fingering, Clyde’s a giving lover <3
**no actual use of ‘Y/N’ in this fic.
no tw’s.
word count: 978
Feeling warm and refreshed after your morning shower, and feeling extra snuggly in your big winter sweater, you join your husband on the rustic sofa. The fire crackling in the fireplace, a warm glow from its flames setting a cozy vibe in the small living room.
What better way is there to spend Christmas weekend than in a woodsy cabin with your wonderful husband? It’s utterly perfect.
Frost has formed at the corners of the big windows as a fresh dusting of powdery white blankets the forestry around.
Clyde smiles as you sit down, reaching for the mug of steaming hot cocoa that he mixed for you a few minutes earlier.
“Made’ja some ‘a that cocoa ya like.”
He hums, handing you the mug and pressing a delicate kiss to your temple.
“With whipped cream ‘n some extra marshmallows, o’ course.”
You look over at him with a soft but genuine smile, leaning in for a proper kiss.
“Thank you, honey.”
He smiles, then grabs his own mug, taking a few sips before leaning further into you. You rest your head on his shoulder, taking a deep breath, sighing softly on the exhale.
The two of you simply enjoy each other’s company for a little while, steadily entangling yourselves more and more into each other’s embrace until you find yourself clung to his side, arm across his chest and legs draped over his lap.
When you look up at him, you giggle softly, seeing some cocoa and whipped cream leftover on his beard. He looks down at you with a slightly furrowed brow and you sit up a bit so that your lips are level with his.
“You have a little bit of rogue cocoa and whipped cream on your beard.”
Clyde smirks ever so subtly, then nudges his nose against yours playfully.
“Mm, well, shoot…Will ya help me get it all up, darlin’?”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.”
Your tongue sticks out a bit and you lap up some of the cocoa and whipped cream, maintaining eye contact with him the whole time.
He groans softly before your lips meet his, tongue swiping over his bottom lip. His cock twitches to life under his pajama pants as he kisses you back hungrily, pulling you up onto his lap.
“C’mere, beautiful.”
He hums, hand sliding up under your sweater and grazing the underside of your bare breast.
“Lemme feel ‘n love on ya.”
You bite your lip as your back naturally arches to push yourself further into his touch. Your hips begin to subtly grind over his lap, offering some greatly desired friction for both of you.
Clyde’s hand casually slides down your sides and it’s not long before his thick digits are slipping beneath your lounging shorts, pleased to find that some of your natural slick has already coated your folds.
Your eyes flutter shut, hips jerking slightly when the pad of his finger focuses on your most sensitive spot.
“Mmm. There we go, right there.”
His husky voice sends goosebumps down your arms.
“That’s a good spot, isn’t it?”
“U-Uh huh.”
You nod, rolling your hips down against his slightly roughened fingers.
He circles the bud a bit quicker now, maximizing your pleasure twofold. You’re gasping and moaning softly within a couple minutes, and his fingertips quickly bring you to the edge of climax.
When two of his thick fingers line themselves up with your entrance and press in, you let out a choked cry, so reactive due to his previous ministrations. Your head tips back, hips rolling slightly as he begins to move them in and out, back and forth.
“Clyde.”
You breathe, looking down at him, hands fisting his t-shirt tightly.
“...P-Please.”
He smirks.
“Please what, darlin’? ‘m not one of them mind readers.”
A huff pushes past your lips as you try to find the words. His fingers are rubbing against every sweet spot inside you and it’s making your head spin, your release almost to its boiling point.
“Makemecum, please!”
You say suddenly, a great urgency in your tone.
Clyde hums, kissing at your neck and throat.
“All ya had t’do was ask, beautiful.”
His fingers curl up inside of you, pressing up against the sensitive soft spot on your walls. It sends you over the edge within moments, cunt clenching and gushing around his digits.
“Ohhh C-Clyde, oh fffuck!”
He continues to rub you through it, pulling away only when you begin to get overstimulated. You fall limp on his lap, quickly crashing your lips on his.
“I love you.”
You whisper into his mouth, panting softly.
“So much.”
“I love ya too, beautiful.”
He says, hand lazily kneading the skin of your hips.
After a bit more of the post-orgasm fog lifts from your mind, you realize that Clyde’s still very much erect under his pants. You go to pull him out from beneath the fabric, but he catches your wrist before you can untie him. He smiles.
“No need.”
He hums with a soft smile.
“It’ll go ‘way, and ‘m sure we’ll be doin this again sometime soon. I wanna snuggle with ya this mornin’, darlin’.”
The smile tugging at your lips grows exponentially more prominent. Clyde’s such a giver, in every aspect of his life. It’s one of the many things you love about him.
“You’re incredible, Clyde, so wonderful. I love you so, so much.”
You smile before laying down, taking your place as the little spoon as Clyde lays behind you, draping his good arm over your body. His chin rests naturally on your shoulder and he playfully scratches your skin with his beard, which makes you giggle in his hold.
Clyde decides right then and there that this is the absolute best way to spend a morning. He hopes that there’ll be more of these moments to come over the next couple days.
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