Locked in a storage room or something w deuce pls.... Spice is optional but encouraged whatever strikes your fancy THANKYOU
Dumbass
A/N: Hello Alice. I’m always in the mood for a good, tight, squeeze. I hope you can enjoy.
tags: Deuce Spade x gn!reader, aged up au (Deuce and reader are 19+), establisheed relationship (Deuce and reader have been dating since 2nd year), White Rabbit Festival, dry humping, lots of kissing!
wc: 965
You were excited to celebrate The White Rabbit Festival with Deuce. You didn’t have a holiday like this in your world. The race was exciting, and so was getting to dress up in a cute costume. Even if most people were wearing headbands and clip on tails. The two of you had made a tradition of it, especially since you had started dating since last year.
The next morning, the festival would continue, and everyone was planning to walk around to find more souvenirs to take home. Including you and Grim. But there was a small mishap when the two of you were getting ready early that afternoon.
Deuce lives in a very small apartment with his mom. There was nothing wrong with that. It was that some people forgot how narrow the halls are. Especially Silver. You and Deuce were hanging up and putting away the costumes in the hall closet. The door was open, blocking the way and obscuring the view of your sleepiest associate.
Deuce was already inside the small space. Your boyfriend was pushing a box high on the top shelf and you were in the doorway. Deuce warned you that the door lock was broken. So, if you got stuck inside; someone on the outside would have to let you out. It happened to him once when he was little and his mom had to come to his rescue.
And with a sudden shove, Silver had shut the two of you into the confined space and walked away with a yawn. It happened so fast, the two of you first started to panic. Your face was shoved into Deuce’s, your teeth clacked against his as your ass pressed against the door. His back was flush against the wall. Now trapped together in the dark; the two of you began squirming around and tried to create some space.
That was the first mistake.
Deuce’s thigh was pressed between your legs. Your crotch was grinding against his denim clad limb as you pressed your hands against the wall behind him. His warm breath tickled the skin on your neck as he shouted for Epel or Silver to come and rescue the two of you from the closet. He didn’t bother calling for his mom, she was out grocery shopping and wouldn’t be back for another hour.
The two of you gave up on moving around. The space was heating up, and Deuce whined. “This isn’t working. Silver and Epel will notice we’re missing... The apartment is too small for hide and seek...” Deuce sounded optimistic, even through his shaking exhale. “We can just stay still...” He swallowed. Your lips were close to his throat and you did your best not to grind against his leg. “Until someone comes to save us...”
Deuce’s voice was soft. His hands rested against the door as the two of you stayed tangled together. He did his best not to move, wanting to avoid the possibility of stimulating your lower half even more. But part of you wanted him to.
You didn’t often have time alone like this. And being so close like this with no one around... It was easy to lose your sense of better judgement. “Well, what should we do to kill time?” You asked curiously as Deuce swallowed nervously. “Um...” He trailed off as you leaned in. Your lips brushed against his neck. “I dunno...” He whispered, his leg moving slightly as you started to rock your hips against him. “But if someone opens the door...” He mumbled as you started to kiss the soft skin on his throat. Deuce made no effort to stop you. He would if he wanted to. He wasn’t shy about speaking up which you were always grateful for.
“They won’t know... The door gets jammed sometimes... Right?” You whispered, making your way along his jaw as he shivered against you. His chest heaved slightly as you indulged in the taste of his skin. “Right.” Deuce mumbled as your lips met his. The kissing was slow and soft as he braced his hands on either side of you.
The more you kissed, the distance decreased between your bodies. Your back was pressed against the door behind you. Your arms around Deuce’s shoulders as your tongues pressed against each other messily. The wet sound of your lips meeting made you even more aroused than you already were. You couldn’t stop your hips from rutting against his thigh. Grinding on the surface in search of friction.
His cock was starting to strain against the denim. And if not for his muscular body against yours you would have sank to your knees. Sucking the tip, licking that special sensitive spot on the underside of his shaft. Maybe you could convince him to face fuck you like he hated you. But not now. Not yet.
You whined his name between soft gasps. His hands starting to slip beneath your top in search of your chest as you combed your fingers through his navy colored hair. You wanted to have sex with him. You wanted him to fuck you against the door. You wanted him to twist you up into every shape possible and fuck you. You wanted it so bad.
“Y’all in there?! What happened?! Did y’all get stuck?” Epel called out to the two of you with a tone of panic. You felt Deuce yank away from you. His breathing heavy and exhausted as his eyes widened. “Yeah! We got stuck! Someone closed the door on us.” He explained after clearing his throat. “Can you let us out?” He pleaded quietly.
You sighed in disappointment as Epel yanked and tugged at the door. Getting it both unlocked and unstuck. Epel smiled at the both of you as he set the both of you free. “Thanks Epel.” You tried to mask your disappointment as Deuce shifted his weight.
This story is a sequel? to the ace x reader one. So enjoy
The morning didn't come quick enough, Deuce was planning on having you in his bed tonight. The thought kept him up most of the night, even when he tried his hardest to sleep. It just wasn't working. The echoes of your moans rang in his ears. The way you came undone on Ace made him feel jealous and horny at the same time. Before he knew it, it was morning. He felt so tired. He tried to sleep even a couple minutes but he heard movement in Aces bed.
Ace ended up waking up before you, Deuce could see something was up with Ace. Ace looked scared.
"Deuce, I thi-" ace begin to talk but stopped. Deuce wondered if ace knew what actually happen. But when Ace came running over to Deuces bed, deuce was quick to sit up. Ace got closer to Deuce and made sure you couldnt hear him. Ace started talking again. "I know its bad but I think some how while I was sleeping I cummed in my boxers. They feel a bit sticky and the sheets looked like I did. How am I gonna explain that to y/n?"
Deuce would feel his face heat up, as the memory's of last night ran across his mind. But Deuce had to play it cool.
"Thats gross." Deuce pushed ace away from him. "Better not let y/n see the sheets."
Ace sighed as he stared at your sleeping body. How was he suppose to hide his sheet. He didnt understand how he let this happen. He felt so gross that his jizz could of gotten on you. He hoped it didnt. That thought made him race over to his bed. He carefully pulled his blanket off of you as stared at your legs and butt. Your shorts didnt look like anything got on you. He let out a breath of relief.
"Good good." he whispered to himself.
"Youre so gross." Deuce whispered to ace, as he came over and he tried to wake you up for class. He could see the spot that Ace was talking about. He tried to keep calm. But knowing the truth made that hard. He tried to gently shake you.
Ace tried not to freak out as you sleepy got up and got out of his bed. Once you were all dressed and leaving the dorm. Ace stayed back for a bit to strip his bed. As he cursed at himself for being so dumb.
When ace finally caught up with you, ace tried to play it cool. But deep down he felt gross. How could he cum with you in his bed. He felt like such a bad friend. If he knew the truth he wouldnt feel so bad tho. But only Deuce and you knew what actually happened last night.
Ace tried not to think about it, but the thought of what if he really did get cum on you. How hot that would of been. He tried to keep those thoughts at bay, but with you sitting by him in most of your classes it felt impossible. He could feel the blush on his cheeks every time you would talk to him or lean over to help him with some work. You didnt realize how red Ace's face was but Deuce did. He knew he was probably having unholy thoughts right now. But Deuce wasnt any better. But he was just more focus on tonight and having you in his bed this time.
Most of the day Deuce and Ace had some naughty thoughts about you. But Deuce would be the only one to have them done to him.
When you all got back to their dorm, Deuce was excited to be back and for the day to be almost over. Deuce gave Ace a look that you were gonna sleep in his bed, instead of aces.
"Y/n, you can sleep with me tonight." Deuce said with a fake yawn. He was trying to see if he could get a chance to have you touch him. When you gave him a smile and agreed. He could feel his heart start beating faster. He might actually get you to himself. He tried to keep the smile on his face from showing. Part one of his plan is in the works. Now he just gotta get you to touch him somehow.
He made sure you were comfortable when it was time for you all to go to sleep. Like always it didn't take Ace a long time to fall asleep or your furry little pet. Great everyone was asleep. Deuce decided to fake falling asleep.
But When you had actually fallen asleep too something in Deuce snapped. Why didn't you wanna touch him? Was he not as good as Ace? He had the same size cock as Ace's, he even knew his own was a bit thicker then ace's. You could find that out if only you would touch him. Maybe if he trys touching you while he was pretending to sleep. Maybe it would work and push you to touch him. Maybe he should of been touchy feely with you like ace was when he was asleep. It didnt matter now. He would make you touch him the same way you did with Ace. No matter what it took.
He slowly moved his body closer to yours, pushing himself as close to you as he could. His hands were quick to explore your body, even little curve while his lips met the back of your neck to give little open mouth kisses all the way to the side of your neck, Deuce couldn't help but admit the way your skin tasted, made his dick twitch. The way you smelt like a mixture of sweat and shampoo made him wanna fuck you instead. But he kept telling himself that wasn't the plan and the plan would be much better. He felt so disgusting, but as the horny bitch he was. He didnt care. It was only fair that since ace got some action. So did he. Not that Ace even realized he got any action. No Ace thought he just came in his boxers and his bed. But Deuce knew the truth, the cock hardening truth .
He slowly grinded his hips into your ass, his dick was slowly growing hard, all he could imagine was rutting into you, fucking you so hard that your moans would even wake up Ace. But even so the thought of you fucking yourself using his body was an even better idea. Just if you would wake up. Maybe he could give you a little push. To get your body all hot and bothered. He slowly slid his hand down into your shorts and underwear, he could feel his mouth getting more wet as his fingers were on your pussy lips. His two fingers slide between your lips and started messing with your clit, your soft clit. Even tho he couldnt see it. He knew it was probably the cutest clit there was. His fingers worked slowly, painfully slow he wanted to make sure you wouldnt wake up just yet. He wanted to get your sleeping body all horny, that when you wake up you wouldnt be able to help yourself from using your friends body. His fingers slowly made circles. The little whines coming from your mouth slightly scared him but also egged him on. The more you whined the more he ended up rubbing himself against you. His dick was hard as rock, It was painful. He wished he could just slide his dick into you. But that wasn't apart of the plan. He could wait. He didnt want to use you, he wanted you to use him. Maybe if he was more brave he would take you and fuck you till you were pleding him to stop, but that wasnt who he was. He was a gentleman. Maybe a little bit of a pervert but still none the less. He wanted to be used. Being used by you sounded so nice. Deuce always told himself that he would be a dom. But right now his dick was telling him he was just a pathetic sub wanting to be used as a toy for someone elses pleasure. Even tho he knew he knew he would also get alot of pleasure out of his too.
He tried to stop his thoughts and work on your body. His fingers crawled towards your hole, Deuce slowly pushed his two fingers in your cunt, once they were as far as they could go. He kept them there for a minute. He couldnt believe his fingers were actually inside you. It was like he was starstruck. Which he over came pretty quickly when it felt like your cunt was lightly sqeezing his fingers. He couldnt deny your cute little cunt. His fingers started going in and out of you at a decent speed before he started going faster. He heard some moans slip past your lips. He was sure he would never get over now cute you sounded. He was so focused on your noises from you and your cunt that he almost didnt realize you were slowly waking up. But when he realized when you started moving he thought maybe you were waking up. He quickly pulled his hand out of your pants and tried to pretend to sleep. But not without licking off your juices from his fingers.
But sadly instead of waking up like he thought. You just ended up laying on your back. Deuce let out a frustrated sigh, as he laid there for a couple minutes. When he was sure you were actually still asleep he decided he might as while try again. His attention was now on your chest. The tank top you were wearing made it easy for him to just pull it down. He had to take a minute to take in the beauty of your boobs, his hands were first to reach you. His hands started playing with them. Giving them quite a squeeze before his mouth started sucking on one of your nipples. He heard you let of a couple whines. It was just fuel being thrown on the fire. His brain felt fuzzy. Being able to do this to you was out of this world experience. His drool was all over your tit. When he finally pulled away. He just wanted to do so much more. But you were starting to move again. He pulled your shirt back up and laid beside you wrapping his arms around you. He thought it was just gonna be another false alarm but he started to notice you were actually waking up slowly. He stopped moving and just held you tightly to his body. His arounds were wrapped around your torso. Deuce made sure to look asleep.
"Fuck." you mumbled to yourself as you woke up a bit more realizing how horny you felt. Probably didnt help that Deuces hand was painfully close to being in your shorts. The thought of just pushing his hand in your pants was hot on your mind.
You didnt get why sleeping next to these boys were getting you so worked up. You didn't understand how these two were so cuddley. You couldnt believe them simply being cuddley would make you feel like this. But here you were thinking about using your other friends body to get off.
"I hope you're a heavy sleeper like Ace." you mumbled to yourself more then anything. As you decided that once more that you were gonna use somebody sleeping body to get yourself off.
Bring his hand higher, making him cup your boob like you did with Ace. Deuce's hand were a bit bigger and a little bit rougher, not as smooth as your other guy's best friends hands. His covered more of your boob making it a big harder to make him sqeeze your boobs. But you manged the best you could as you moved his hand.
In the back of Deuces mind he couldnt help but admire the way you were already using him right after waking up. He just wished he could help you. He knew he could squeeze them better.
He wanted to just shove his face in your chest while he fucked you. But this was fine too. He was just happy to be getting used finally.
Deuce could feel the way you switched from sqeezing to having him pinch your nipples. The nipples that were just in his mouth a little bit ago. The little whines that came out of your mouth made him groan. Luckily tho you didnt stop moving. You just kept going having him mess with the little nips on your chest. But it didnt last long, cause you were already so wet. Thanks to him already working your body up with you knowing.
You didnt wanna use his fingers, not when you were this horny. Why were you already this horny? But Deuce wasnt Ace. You didnt know how heavy of a sleeper he was. He wasnt snoring. Just breathing. Even so your body was screaming out to have deuce inside of you.
"Im sorry Deuce." you mumbled to yourself as you slowly pushed Deuce away from you to get out of his grip and pushed him to his back. When he just kept his same breathing you took this as a good sign. He didn't groan or anything. Maybe he was a heavy sleeper too, at least thats what you were hoping. You didnt need your friend waking up with you on top of him. You wouldnt know how to explain that.
Deuce was trying everything he could to keep his breathing steady. But he wasnt sure how long that would last. Not when you were slowly pulling his boxers off of him. He wished he could just see the look on your face. He would give anything for that but he didnt wanna blow his cover. He didnt want things to be werid between you too. This was the only way. As long as you think he doesnt know about what is happening. Then nothing will change between you two.
Staring at his cock after pulling his boxers to his knees, you were taking every vein in. Noticing how his dick was thicker then ace's. About the same length tho. You even checked out his balls, something you didnt do with Ace. You lightly grazed your fingers over them, even giving them a light sqeeze. You wondered how much cum were in those things. Your mouth was watering and you could feel how you tightened around nothing.
Slowly taking off your shorts and panties, trying your best not to wake up Deuce. You were getting nervous now. It was one thing to do it with a guy that sleeps like a log but Deuce. This was Deuce. But you tried to block out everything that could go wrong and slowly climbed on top of deuce and hovered your pussy over his dick, before taking it in your hand and running it back and forth between your lips before finally lining it up with your hole.
While sinking down onto Deuce, he swear he was gonna lose it. He wanted so badly to grab you and ram himself into you. But he didnt. He just laid there while as you finally bottomed out.
"Please dont wake up." you mumbled, as you placed your hands on his chest trying to keep your balance before you started moving your hips back and forth, just to get use to him. It didnt take long before you started riding him. You tried to your best to go a slowly speed testing out how much you could do without waking him up. When only his breathing got a little heavy you decided maybe a little faster wouldnt hurt. Your speed increased a bit. The faster you went the more you noticed how loud his bed was being. You knew it wouldnt wake Ace up, but what if it wakes Deuce up? You tried your best to ignore all those thoughts as you kept going.
Deuce could feel all your juices run down his legs, it was soaking his lower half. But it didnt matter cause he was finally in you. He was finally feeling how good your insides felt. They were squeezing him so tightly. The squishy flesh inside you was so hot and wet. He was sure he would cum any second now, but he tried his best to keep himself from doing that. He couldnt finish like this. Not when he thought about this all day. Even tho you moaning his name was making this even harder not to bust. The way that those sweet words fell out of your mouth was like he was in a dream. He ended up letting out few pants. But could you blame him? He wasn't use to these type of things. He was happy when you didnt hear them or maybe you just didnt mind them. Cause your movement didnt stop. Maybe you were hoping for him to wake up and help you. But all thoughts went away when he could hear every nasty noise that was coming from your cunt. He never understood what people meant when they told him that sex sometimes sounded like stiring mac and cheese. But he understood now. He was sure he could never cook that again without thinking of your cunt.
"Fuck, Deuce. You're stretching me out." you moaned louder then you meant to. But you didn't even check if you were waking him up. You were too into trying to chase your high. But the more you moved the more Deuce would let little whines out even tho he was trying his hardest not to. But the praise of you tellling him he was stretching you out made his dick twitch. Man did he wanna just moan out but he felt like you would stop if he let out moans over and over. He wanted to last longer but he couldnt. His dick was pathetic, just like him. He ended spilled every drop of cum inside of you. He felt it squirt out of him faster and harder then he had ever experienced. He felt like he just unloaded every thing in his balls. With him filling you up so much, it actually helped you come undone too. The feeling of being so filled was so nice. Ace didnt even let out all this cum.
"Deuce." you kept repeating his name as you spilled your juices all over him.
Coming down from your high, you glanced down at Deuce's face. His cheeks were pretty red, making you lightly laugh. You were sure your cheeks looked the same. You were happy that Deuce was also a heavy sleeper. You didnt moved from his cock. You just sat there admiring him. His whole body was sweaty. He looked kinda pathetic. You wondered what he would look like if he was actually awake for this. You wondered would he let out louder whimpers then earlier.
Glancing over at Ace, you already knew he would think he was the best in the world. Ace would probably be cocky and smug.
Turning back to Deuce you sighed, as you leaned down and gave him a light kiss on his cheek. Kissing his cheek felt like kissing a hot heater. He was so cute even when he slept. When you leaned back up. You let out one more sigh. This time you knew you would have to clean him up. Unlike with ace most of your juices went on Deuces legs. Most of your juices with ace got soaked up by his bed and boxers.
Wiggling a little bit on his softing dick, you whined. You still felt a little sensitive. You werent use to having sex one day after the other. Most of the time you were too busy with school work and such that you didnt have time to please yourself. And even then you could never reach where these two would hit. You were kinda sad to be done. Even tho you knew it was kinda gross to have sex with your sleeping friends you couldn't help but like it. Being able to use them felt wonderful and got the job done. You couldn't help but think about when and if you even got your dorm back that maybe you could still come over once and while and secretly use them.
You decided to just sit there a little longer just wiggling once and a while to keep his dick at least a little hard. You just wanted to feel him inside you. Having your friend inside you made you feel a little closer to him in a sick twisted way.
Deuce didn't understand why you were still on him, and why you kept slowly getting him hard every time he went a little soft. Did you know he wasn't actually asleep? No theres no way. You would of said something. But ether way he wished you would get off of him before he got really hard again.
You could feel his cum slowly drip out of you every time he got softer but you still didnt wanna get off him. Even tho you were sure he would probably wake up soon. Letting out a breath you quickly got off of him before anymore cum slipped out of you. You quickly ran to the bathroom to clean up. Giving Deuce a second to breathe.
He slowly opened his eyes to stare at the mess you two made. He could see his cum and your juice mixed together on his dick and thighs. He tried his best not to get hard again with just the sight. But damn was it hard. He stared at his dick till he heard you coming back. He quickly closed his eyes and pretended he was asleep again.
You brought a warm wash cloth and carefully wiped up the mess you had made. Once you were sure most of the evidence was gone. You pulled his boxers back up him and placed the wash rag in the stuff you had brought to their dorm. Getting your bottoms back on you laid down next to Deuce. This time you laid your head on his chest and laid your legs on his own. It didnt take long for you to fall asleep not with all the work you just did.
Deuce also ended falling asleep while he imagined how you looked while you used him. He was happy that his plan worked. He didn't feel jealous anymore. But he was craving more from you now.
Naughty times with Deuce... Trying not to get caught in school 🙈? I want to see him embarrassed... (Been thinking about his arms... Bless his liongarb groovy)
Take A Break
A/N: Deuce was my first SSR card so he has a special spot in my heart. And seeing how big and strong he has gotten over the years… I am happy you understand… I hope you enjoy.
tags: Deuce Spade x gn!reader, reader wears pants with their uniform, aged up au(deuce and reader are 21+), exhibitionism
wc: 1.7k+
It was the week of your final exam. And after that? Graduation. Everyone was stressed. Being a few days away from a test that would make or break your credits, it was to be expected. You sat across from Deuce. You watched him rub his temples with a soft shake of his head. “I feel like the room is spinning.” The two of you had been in the library for two hours and a handful of minutes. The sun was still high in the sky as the AC filled library left your cheeks bitten from the chill. “We should take a break then. If you force yourself to keep going then you won’t retain anything for the test.” You offered, looking down at your own notebook with a frown. The notes you made had begun to mesh into a string of graphite and ink swirls. It was definitely time for a break.
Deuce flipped his beaten-up notebook shut. Exhaling a sigh that sounded defeated. “I’m sorry for asking you to study with me.” Deuce sat back in his wooden chair. The wood creaked, and his eyes lowered themselves to the table. “I know you have stuff you would rather be doing. But I am really grateful.” He quickly looked up, a soft red color filled his cheeks and he laced his fingers. He was bashful.
“If Ace was here, we wouldn’t have gotten anything done.” You reminded him, slowly sliding your foot towards his beneath the table. Ace had been excluded from today’s study session. Actually, he excluded himself. He claimed to have made plans with a date after school. But neither of you believed him. Instead, you both agreed in silence that he wanted to skip out for something more enjoyable. You couldn’t blame him. But you didn’t want to risk failing something so important either. “But,” your foot slowly slipped out of its loafer, and up Deuce’s calf.
His turquoise eyes flickered from you and down to his lap. Widening in shock as he started to visibly tense his body. “I agree. There is something I would rather be doing.” You smiled at him, flipping your own notebook shut. The red in his cheeks bloomed across the rest of his face. Like a bleeding watercolor that spread over the pale terrain of paper. “R-Really? ... Right now?” He whispered, refusing to look up at you as you rested on your elbows. Smiling at the view before you. “We’re taking a break, aren’t we?” You reminded him as your sock covered foot rubbed against his thigh. Feeling the toned muscle beneath his uniform pants twitch from your soft touches. “Um...” Deuce’s tone softened. Your foot was making its way towards his crotch. And just before you could reach said goal, his hand shot downwards and caught you by the ankle.
His eyes wide and his bottom lip caught between his teeth. Deuce looked as though he would burst into tears at any given moment. You deflated, wondering if maybe you were teasing him too much. Until his grip loosened. “Well... We could... Um...” He straightened up his posture. His fingers loosening on your ankle as you cautiously moved your foot again. Now applying pressure directly to his clothed cock. He flinched, eyes screwing shut. “We could?” You urged him to continue, massaging him slowly as your smile grew and grew. “I have... A...” He was growing breathless.
His shoulders rose and fell with each rhythmic stroke. Lips parting to inhale and exhale as his eyes finally opened and met yours. You knew what he wanted. But you were interested to hear him say what he wanted. Deuce was capable of it. He had done it many times in the past with your own form of encouragement. “Condom... In my pocket... Can I use it?” What a good boy. “I don’t see why not. Since you asked nicely.” Your smile widened you retracted your touch. Slipping your loafer back onto your foot with a swift drag of your heel.
The two of you rose from the creaky wooden chairs. You could see a few students lingering among the shelves of books as you took Deuce up to the second floor. Your fingers pinching at the sleeve of his blazer as he followed obediently behind you. Deuce has been like this since the day you met him years ago. Where everyone else saw that solid brick of a man, you saw a dog who wagged his tail hoping for a treat. Be it a pat on the head, or something he could devour with a thank you whispered under his breath.
You found a suitable corner among the leather covers and paperbacks. It was dim, and you knew that no one would come all the way up here for a how to guide on baking. The moment you let go of his sleeve, your body was suddenly pressed against the wall. Deuce was right behind you, cock straining against his uniform pants. Pressing against the curve of your ass. His body caged yours against the wall and his own. “All I did was give you a little rub you and here you are...” You laughed softly and rested your hands against the cool plaster.
You clenched your teeth as Deuce’s mouth pressed hurriedly against the back of your neck. Messy kisses and soft whines as his hands tugged and pulled at your belt and his hips rocked into you. You couldn’t recall the last time you had sex. Between studying and playing the role of the campus therapist, you hadn’t found time. You could see how that was affecting both you and Deuce. Your body felt unusually sensitive.
The way his hands pulled your belt free lit a fire in your stomach. How his teeth dragged against the exposed flesh of your throat made your toes scrunch in your shoes. All you could do was let out breathless gasps of pleasure as goosebumps prickled along your skin from beneath your clothes. There was a small gap between you, feeling a hand roughly grab the back of your uniform pants and force them down.
When you yelped in surprise and turned back to see Deuce, your eyes met. He looked shocked, and apologetic. “Sorry...” He murmured, his gaze downturned and his face burned with embarrassment. He’s too cute. “You’re so eager, it caught me off guard.” You reached a hand back, looping your fingers around his tie to pull him close. His mouth met yours. Lips meshing together in a soft kiss.
There was a lingering, acidic taste of an energy drink he had finished just before your study session. His tongue pressed against yours, gliding against the muscle as he continued to rock his hips with impatience. Your bottoms were now bunched around your thighs, your rear now exposed to the cool air as you continued the barrage of kisses. Playfully biting at Deuce’s lips. Even swaying your hips against his crotch to entice him into moving things along.
You shuddered at the sound of his belt clinking. How he turned his head away to press kisses against the side of your face as you kept his tie firm in your hold. A makeshift leash for your boytoy. Whom you loved to pull around behind you where he belonged. There was the shuffle of fabric, and the feeling of something warm and wet against your hole. Deuce must be using magic. You loved him dearly.
But there was no way he was smart enough to keep lube on his person. A set of fingers worked their way inside. Thrusting slowly in and out, curling and pressing against the soft inner walls of your body as you rocked in tandem. Your eyes fluttered shut, your head pressing against the cool plaster of the wall. His longest fingers tapped against that delicate, spongy spot inside of you that you wanted hit the most. Your legs trembled, the whimpers and weak cries that passed your lips only became louder. Your walls convulsed around Deuce’s two fingers. Feeling them slowly pull out with a slick, wet, pop!
You frowned from displeasure. Wanting the filling sensation to return. The crinkle of foil being ripped and tucked away made you sigh in content. There were no words exchanged as Deuce moved behind you, out of view as something much bigger than fingers began to prod at your entrance. With a tug on Deuce’s tie, his arm wrapped around your torso and he began to push inside of you.
Feeling his cock finally slide inside of you forced your breath to catch in your throat. The slow stretch that you had grown familiar with fed the fire in your stomach. His forehead was pressed against your shoulder blade as he continued. Easing himself in and slowly pulling out until he had filled you entirely. Your bodies connected as he held you firmly against his taller and more muscular figure.
The sensation of his arm flexing and tightening around you made your heart jump with excitement. Deuce was always so modest. Straightening his tie, keeping his shirt buttoned all the way despite it visibly stretching taut over his chest. You rested both hands against the wall now. Your breathing shallow and soft as Deuce remained still behind you. Throbbing deep inside of you. Desperate to move his hips. But he wouldn’t dare to do so, not until you told him he could.
With a small rock of your hips against him, his other arm snaked around your waist. His thrusts were steady, picking up speed as he held you firmly against his body. The smacks of skin against skin had only become louder and louder. Your moans mixing with Deuce's, a hand left the wall to instead find stability in gripping Deuce’s bicep. The pressure building in your stomach left you trembling in ecstasy. Getting closer and closer to the orgasm you both desperately craved. Your mouth had fallen open as a bead of sweat rolled down the side of your temple. Deuce mumbled something that suggested he was close to finishing, but it sounded much closer to a string of curses. You nodded quickly, feeling your own orgasm overwhelming you as you shook under his tight hold. Your knees buckling, a strangled whine making its way out of your throat as you finished. One of Deuce’s hands flew towards the wall as he supported you both. His hips continued as he chased after his own release.
You were happy that you both decided to take a break.
A/N: I think Deuce is a cute guy. ADeuce were my most favorite when I got into Twisted Wonderland years ago. I should pay attention to them more...
tags: sub!Deuce Spade x dom!gn!reader, dacryphilia, handjobs, overstimulation
wc: 424
The two of you squirmed on the soft bed. Deuce sobbed softly as you laid on top of him. His hips rocked into your tightened fist as you quickly pumped his twitching cock. Feeling the hot sticky sperm coat your knuckles as he let out a final growl, announcing that he was cumming. This was something consistent between the two of you. Deuce was the Track Club’s vice-captain next to Jack. Highly respected by the freshmen class as a reliable third year. But there was something he didn’t tell anyone else on campus. Including Ace who was his closest friend.
Deuce Spade cries when he cums. Tears started to roll down his face and he hiccupped softly from the overstimulation. His hips jerked as you hand moved slower. Massaging the velvety skin in your palm as he struggled to catch his breath. It was something that amazed you when you discovered how sensitive Deuce was.
The two of you weren’t exactly dating. But this arrangement of yours was something that happened naturally. You had a hunger you needed satiated, so you made a pass at Deuce one evening while finishing homework together. You didn’t expect him to accept. And you didn’t expect to see tears rolling down his face when he coated your face in sperm. It wasn’t something you disliked. Not at all. In fact, you adored the way he turned red in the face. How his eyes became watery and he strained to hold back. As long as you promised not to say anything; this relationship could continue peacefully.
You listened to his voice tremble. A string of incoherent nothings as you slid your tongue against his budding nipple. Closing your lips around the flesh with your teeth giving him a soft bite. Deuce begged for more. And of course you planned to give it to him. Stroking and pumping, feeling him throb in your hand. Rubbing your thumb over his slit with a smile. When his hips shook, you squeezed his shaft, hearing him squeal from the pain. His hips tried to pull away, dragging into the bed before you chased with your hand. Stroking him quickly in hopes of coaxing his next orgasm out of him. Listening to him cry, the wet sounds of stroking and pumping, it was enough for you to comfortably rut your hips against his thigh. Deuce was starting to get noisy again with a string of sobs passing his lips. He was going to cum again. And that meant he was going to cry too.
