lazy morning
summary: you love to spend lazy mornings in bed with your husband.
warnings: english is not my first language, coutinho x fem!reader, +18, smut, dirty talk, little fluff at the end
notes: hello everyone!! this is for a request, not my best work but i hope you guys enjoy it <3
The sound of the raindrops hitting the window made you open your eyes, blinking slowly trying to adjust to the dim light in your bedroom. You shifted in your position, feeling the strong arm that was wrapped around you squeezing you a bit, a lazy smile appearing in your lips.
You rolled to the side, the tip of your nose almost touching Phillipe’s as you leaned closer. You stared at his serene feature, bringing one of your hands to caress his face carefully trying not to wake him up, but that didn’t seem to work as he started to blink slowly and shift under the duvet.
“Hi…” You mumbled, smiling softly when he brought you closer to him, his hand caressing your back.
“Morning,” Philippe whispered, his voice still hoarse with sleepiness as he tucked his face in the crook of your neck. “What time is it?”
“Dunno, maybe around nine or something.” Your hands went to his bare back, your fingertips drawing random patterns on his skin.
He hummed in acknowledgement, his lips pressing soft kisses against your neck making you shiver a little. Philippe pulled away a little, his eyes looking through the window and you turned to look at the grey clouds outside. Rainy days were your favourite days, especially when you had your husband to spend a lazy day in bed with you on one of his rare days off in the season.
“What do you wanna do today?” He asked you, his fingers caressing your hips under your pyjamas.
“Nothing,” You responded with a grin, Philippe’s laughing making you giggle. “We could stay in bed all day.”
“Doing nothing?” He raised his eyebrows, a playful smirk in his lips when his hand travelled down your waist to squeeze your bum cheek. You bit your lips, knowing exactly where that was leading to.
“Actually, I can think of some ways to spend the time…” You throw one of your legs under his waist, the other sitting on the other side as you straddle his lap.
Philippe’s hands came to your hips, his eyes staring at yours and you already could see the desire in them. “Oh, do you?” He asked and you just smirked, nodding your head before leaning closer and brushing your lips against his.
At first it was just a soft kiss, just your lips pressed on his before you felt his tongue trailing your bottom lip and kissin you deeply next. You sighed in content, your hands travelling through his toned chest where you knew his tattoos were, feeling his muscle tense under your touch. You felt him squeeze your waist before rocking his hips against yours, a soft moan leaving your lips when you felt his already half hard dick pressed on your inner thigh.
You kissed his jaw travelling down to his neck, your teeth nipping at his soft skin before kissing it again and smiling when you heard him sigh. You palmed his covered length, stroking him under his pants whilst kissing his collarbone, trailing down your lips to his chest. You kissed every one of his tattoos that you loved so much, one of his hands coming to stroke your hair encouraging you to keep going.
Both of your hands found the waistband of his sweatpants, your fingers playing with the hem of that piece of clothing before getting him undressed. You removed both his pants and boxers, your mouth watering seeing his naked body, feeling yourself getting more wet between your legs.
His hard cock settled against his stomach and you leaned closer, one of your hands on his thigh while the other found his length holding by the base and bringing the tip to your mouth. You licked him from the base to the top, hearing him groan and smirking before repeating it for a while, your nails now scratching his skin.
“Linda, don’t tease.” You heard him say under his breath, the nickname making you feel giddy. You loved when he called you that way.
Giving him what he wanted, you finally took him in your mouth and he moaned, his fingers interlocking in your hair when you started bobbing your head up and down, your hand stroking where your mouth couldn’t reach. You looked up at him, your eyes locked on him admiring his features that always made you breathless. “Fuck, just like that.” He praised and you just hummed in content.
You took him out with a pop sound, taking a deep breath before he was in your mouth again, and this time you relaxed your throat when you felt his hips thrust a little. You felt his tip touching the back of your throat, your eyes tearing up a little before you gagged, your hand stroking him faster when you took another breath, the sounds he made only encouraging you to keep going. And that’s what you did, bobbing your head down again when your tongue swirled against his tip and his hips thrusted again.
“Baby stop,” Philippe said under his breath, his hand tightening in your hair when you ignored him and just continued. “If you keep going I’m gonna cum but I wanna fuck you first.”
With another pop sound you took him out, blinking up at him with a grin on your lips and still breathless, his hand softening in your hair. You stood up from your position, undressing yourself from your pyjamas before going back to straddle his lap, gasping when his hard cock pressed against your wet folds.
“I wanna ride you.” You whispered in his ear, your lips peppering kisses on his jaw before brushing against his lips.
His dark eyes found yours and you felt the anticipation build in the pit of your stomach when he just nodded, his own hand holding his cock and lining up in your entrance. At first he just teased, rubbing his dick in your folds and making you whimper when he put pressure on your clit, your hips rocking down at him searching for release. “Go slow, baby.” Philippe’s voice was just a murmur and you just nodded desperately, your eyes closing when he put just the tip in and you sank down deviously slowly.
Both of you gasped when he bottomed out, his hands holding you by the waist and helping your movements when you started to move. You started slowly just as he asked, your hips moving up and down in a painfully pace, your nails scratching his chest feeling every inch of him filling you. He gave a slap on your bum cheek that made you moaned out loud, your hips starting to move a little faster this time.
His hips started to thrust back when you sank down on him, one of his hands now massaging your breasts before he played with your nipple, bringing it to his mouth where he sucked and licked whilst he fucked you. “Feels good baby?” He asked in a hoarse voice, your mind fogged with pleasure when you started bouncing on his lap, riding him just the way you wanted.
“Fuck yeah, it feels so good.” You whined and leaned closer to him, your head resting on the crook of his neck. Your eyes rolled down the back of your head when his fingers found your clit, rubbing it at the same pace of yours. “Phil, please…”
“What is it, linda?” Philippe started to thrust harder against you, your moans mixed with his grunts when you felt him hit your G spot. You could feel your legs starting to tremble, the heat building up in the pit of your stomach when his touches became too much for you to handle. “You wanna cum?” He groaned and you whimpered, nodding your head desperately.
“Oh my god, don’t stop.” Your own movements became sloppier under him, your nails scratching his shoulder where you supported yourself. His hips thrusted harder and faster and you swore all neighbourhood could hear your moans, your eyes closed and your forehead rested against his. “Baby I’m cuming, fuck fuck-” Your mouth fell open in a silent moan when his figers put pressure on your clit and his cock hit your G spot, your walls clenching around him when you hit your high, your legs trembling with too much pleasure.
“Want me to cum in you?” He mumbled and you just whispered a tiny “please”, your high building up with overstimulation when he started to fuck you harder. Philippe’s thrusts were sloppier and messier, his moans filling up the room and you knew he was close. You kissed him, his soft lips against yours and you whimpered when you felt his last hard thrust before realising himself inside you, his cock throbbing and his hot cum spilling out of you. He pulled back breathless, eyes closed while he tried to regain composure.
You two stayed there in silence, just catching your breath before he pulled out and you rolled to your side, adjusting your position to cuddle him. Your head rested on his chest, your fingertips designing his tattoos.
“Well, that was indeed a good morning.” He spoke up, breaking the silence and you just laughed rolling your eyes, your chin resting on his chest while looking up at him.
“Silly.” You pecked his lips, smiling softly at him.
He smiled back at you, his hand caressing your cheek. “Love you.” He whispered and your chest swelled, your eyes scanning his face.
“Love you too.”