Can you do a ransom imagine based on the weeknd's solo verse in Or Nah? Everytime I listen to that ransom hugh Drysdale is the only one i can freaking think of.
P.S. you're my cinnamon roll and I loooooove you.
omg yes. i love song-based requests. p.s. if i'm your cinnamon roll then cover me with icing. what who said that
Or Nah?
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Content Warning: Fuckboy!Ransom x Lawyer!Reader, sexual themes, mature themes, smut (oral f receiving, face riding, spanking, blowjob, face fucking, penetrative sex, semi-public sex?, creampie).
Hugh D.
Do you like the way I flick my tongue, or nah?
Blueberry
meh, your head game is decent, i guess
Hugh D.
Srsly?
I'm coming over.
You snort at his last message, not taking it seriously. Knowing what he's like, you brush off the whole conversation and toss your phone to the side.
"Who was that?" Corinne asks you curiously.
"Drysdale," You answer her with a shrug.
"Ooh," Phillipa gasps. "Is he finally asking you out?"
You snort, "As if. He was just asking me something about the case."
"I don't know how you haven't fucked him yet," Corinne mutters, shaking her head. "I mean, alleged murderer or not, I'd go there."
Saying nothing, you smirk to yourself. If only they knew. You've slept with Ransom Drysdale many times, but you've kept quiet about it. He treats you with no respect, shows up late to all of your meetings, and ignores you when he isn't in the mood for you. You'd rather die than admit that he actually gets to fuck you whenever he wants, raging whore that he is. Being known as just another notch on Ransom's heavily-populated belt is worse than being known as his frigid lawyer, which you much prefer.
Oh, and he most definitely is a murderer.
Ten minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Phillipa sighs, "Would you get that, Y/N? You're closest."
Groaning, you drag yourself off of the comfortable couch and trudge out of the living room and to the front door. Already resenting whoever's on the other side for disturbing you, you swing the door open with a huff.
Before you stands none other than Ransom, with a stern look on his face.
"The fuck are you doing here, Hugh?" You ask him incredulously.
Instead of answering you, he pushes his way in and crashes his lips on yours, sticking his tongue down your throat with his hands keeping your head in place. Your voice is muffled against his lips, and he easily stands unmoved when you attempt to push him away.
After a few moments, he relieves you, pulling away with a deep breath. "You home alone?"
Recovering from the shock, you let out a sputtered scoff. "What the fuck?"
"Are you?" He presses sternly, pulling your hips closer to his.
"The girls are watching TV," You mumble, slightly dazed.
Without another word, he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. You let out a scream of surprise, which gets the girls' attention - but when they hear you shouting out Ransom's name, they just roll their eyes and relax again. He's probably just committed another crime that he needs you to fix.
He takes you up to your bedroom before carelessly tossing you on your bed, a hungry look in his eyes.
"What are you doing, Hugh?" You ask him while crawling up your bed. "What's gotten into you?"
"Clothes, off. Now," He orders gruffly while pulling off his shirt. "And spread those legs for me, blueberry."
Shakily, you do as he asks, tossing your clothes to the ground. In your underwear, you spread your legs and lay back, shivering with anticipation. Ransom climbs onto the bed, crawling over to you. He presses hot kisses to your inner thighs, sending electric shocks through your bare skin.
"Ransom," You whimper, feeling your heart race.
He rips your panties apart and takes in a deep breath, making you gasp, before skirting over your crotch and pressing a kiss to your stomach, and then bringing his face back up to yours.
"Please," You whine desperately. "Don't be such a fuckin' tease."
He smirks, gently kissing you. "Baby," He whispers as his boner digs into your thigh. "Can you ride my face until you're dripping with cum?"
A shaky breath leaves your breath and before you can respond, he takes hold of you and pulls you on top of him. You gradually crawl up his body, being dragged up by his impatient hands. The second your wet, wanting pussy gets close to his face, he latches his mouth onto it. With vigor, Ransom laps at your cunt, his pretty eyes watching your face as you writhe and contort with blinding pleasure.
"Oh, Hugh," You cry, tugging on his hair. "Just like that; keep going."
He moves his hands around your hips until they rest on your ass. With a growl, he spanks you, making you squeal. Ransom spanks you over and over, making your thighs clench around his head.
"That's my girl," He mumbles against your cunt. "Take anything daddy gives you, don't you?"
"Yes, daddy!" You answer him obediently, the headboard banging against the wall as you hump his face faster.
With his tongue at your entrance, Ransom's nose rubs against your clit, making you shudder. His hand rubs your sore ass, his eyes watching your pretty face twist as heavenly bliss overtakes you.
His hips buck up as he groans into your pussy, his face drenched in your juices. He sinks a finger into your throbbing pussy, the sensation making your body convulse, and he speeds up his pace. His tongue finds its way back to your clit, licking and sucking on it while he fingers you.
"Daddy, gonna cum," You warn him, rocking your hips back and forth. "Making me cum."
"That's it," He growls, spanking you once more. "Cum for me, blueberry, you know what daddy wants."
With a moan, you let go and you're overwhelmed by complete joy. You throw your head back as you cum all over his face, crying out his name.
Adding another finger, he curls them inside you, making your legs shake. Ransom sucks and gently bites on your clit while fingering you faster, giving you no opportunity to come down from your high.
"Daddy," You whine, pulling his hair harshly. "I can't- can't do anymore."
A hum of delight leaves his throat at your overwhelm, and the way his ocean eyes burn with fervor and relish pull your second orgasm to the edge. In seconds, you're gushing all over his face, screaming out his name as your mind swirls with euphoria.
He sucks up your juices with a groan, unwilling to let even a single drop go to waste. Ransom continues to lap at your cunt until you push down on his forehead and crawl away from him.
"No more," You simper, breathing heavily as you fall onto your back.
"You think I'm done with you?" He asks, getting onto his knees beside you with a cruel smirk. "Daddy's only just getting started, blueberry."
Your heart races while you watch him pull down his sweatpants, revealing to you his hard, throbbing cock. He scans your naked body before his eyes settle on your lips. "You gonna throat daddy's dick like the slut you are?"
As if he has you under hypnosis, you part your lips obediently, feeling delight as he pulls off his pants and straddles you. His cock brushes against your bottom lip and you lick the tip, making him shiver.
"Thought you said no teasing, huh?" He asks you with narrow eyes, before taking his length and shoving it into your mouth.
Your gags spur him on as he mercilessly fucks your face, not giving you a single moment to grow accustomed to the intrusion in your throat. Your eyes fill with tears while you do your best to breathe through your nose, your heart racing.
"Put your fingers on your clit," He orders you darkly. "Keep that pussy wet for daddy, but don't you dare cum."
You do as he says, rubbing gentle circles on your throbbing bud. Whenever you feel yourself getting close, you stop yourself, not wanting to piss him off. It's frustrating to edge yourself, but you know it's better than the punishment he'd serve you if you failed him.
"That's my good little girl," He groans, throwing his head back with raw pleasure. "Fuck. Taking daddy's cock so fucking well, so proud of you."
His words fill you with joy, making you determined to keep him happy. You bring up your hand and begin to rub his balls, making him grunt. With a clenched jaw and all his will power, he pulls his cock out of your mouth, a string of saliva mixed with his pre-cum keeping him connected to your tongue.
"Gonna fucking make me cum already," He growls, slapping your wrist away from his balls. "Saving myself for your cunt. You understand?"
Nodding, you put your hand down. "Yes, daddy. I'm sorry."
"Shut up and take my big cock back in your whore mouth," He orders you gruffly. "Get me nice and ready for your pussy."
Your clit throbs at his words and you eagerly take his dick again, desperate to feel him fill you up. He rolls his hips a few times, fucking your throat slowly while you choke beneath him.
"Such a good cocksucker for me, aren't you?" Ransom mumbles with a smirk as he strokes your hair, pushing it out of your face. "Fuck, blue. Making daddy feel so good." He slides his dick over your tongue a few more times and when it twitches, he pulls out. "Shit. Legs above your head, slut."
You obey his order, lifting up your legs for him. He lowers himself until his hips are level with yours, and slaps his hard cock against your throbbing pussy.
"Soaking fucking wet for me," He mumbles mostly to himself, mesmerized by your dripping cunt. "Gonna let me stretch that pussy out?"
"Yes, Sir," You cry out, gasping when you feel the tip at your entrance. Slowly, Ransom pushes himself in, stealing your breath. The pain burns, but it's worth it. Your eyes roll back as he fills you up with his thick shaft, making your thighs shake.
Once he's full inside, Ransom groans before pulling out and slamming back into you. With no care as to whether or not you're ready, he fucks you hard and fast, like you're nothing but a sex doll. An object made for his pleasure. And that's because that's exactly how he sees you.
"Good girl," He moans, wrapping one of his hands around your throat. "My filthy little slut. Taking daddy's cock so well."
You let out a squeak with every harsh thrust he serves you, your entire body set alight with fiery bliss. Your bedroom fills with the sounds of your pleasure and the wet sloshing of his dick sliding in and out of your pussy. His grunts are animalistic as his voice vibrates against your neck.
"My perfect little fuckdoll," He groans, thrusting harder. "Nothing but daddy's dumb little fuckdoll."
His filthy words increase your pleasure, to the point where you feel yourself about to burst. Ransom feels you tightening around his cock and grins as you cum all over him, screaming out his name.
"That's my girl," He says proudly, fucking you through your high. When you feel your eyes flutter shut as you slowly float down, Ransom slaps your cheek. "Don't you fuckin' dare pass out on me, blueberry. Daddy isn't done with you yet."
You whine at his words, your three orgasms having exhausted you.
"I don't wanna fuckin' hear it," He warns you, grabbing you by the throat and lifting your head up. "We don't stop until I'm done. Until I've filled your tiny cunt with my cum. Whether you're awake for it or not."
His words send a spark through you, jolting you back to full consciousness. Holy fuck, he's crazy.
Without another word, he pulls out of you and gets off the bed. Confused, you say nothing, still breathing heavily. Ransom then lifts you up and wraps your arms around his waist before slotting his cock back into you, making you wince. He then begins to walk towards the door, making you frown. When he takes you outside your room and to the stairs, your hands tightly grab his shoulders.
"What are you doing, Hugh?" You ask him. "Where are we- ah!"
He jogs down the stairs, each jump making his cock plunge deep into you. You let out sharp gasps against his neck, dragging your nails across his back.
"How about we give your girlfriends a show, hmm?" He asks with a sly voice, taking you into the kitchen and sitting you down on the table. He starts fucking you again, the table creaking with each thrust. "I want them to hear you. Want them to know that you're my slut. I want them to know how badly you've degraded yourself."
"Daddy," You whine, unable to demonstrate any shame. He feels too good for you to be concerned about your reputation.
"That's it, baby," He eggs you on, thrusting harder. "A little louder for me, blue."
"Yes, daddy!" You cry, throwing your head back as he hits your g-spot.
"Louder," He growls before slapping your clit.
"Fuck, daddy, right there!" You scream, your eyes rolling back as your body falls limp. He holds you in his arms, fucking into you harder.
"That's it, take daddy's cock," He groans lowly, pulling on your hair. "Cum around my dick again. Need to feel it."
"Can't," You sob, shaking your head. "I can't, daddy. Not again."
With a clenched jaw, he slaps your face before gripping your cheeks between his thumb and fingers. "You're gonna do exactly as I say, you stupid bitch. Now be a good fuckdoll and cum for me, now."
His fingers move down and begin to rub harsh circles on your swollen clit, making you convulse. A weak cry leaves your mouth as your body is once again overtaken by pleasure, leaving you paralysed for a split second as you freeze up in unbridled joy.
"That's my fucking girl," Ransom says with a cruel smirk, finally allowing himself to weaken as he feels his own orgasm build up. "Shit. Ready for daddy's cum?"
"Please," You beg him. "Fill me up, daddy."
"Such a good girl," He groans, his hips rolling into you as he lets go and shoots his hot seed deep inside you. "Oh, fuck, yeah. Shit."
You shiver at the feeling of his cum filling your cunt, grabbing onto his biceps as he thrusts weakly through his high.
"Mmm, that's my good little blueberry," He grumbles, keeping your body close to his in his tight embrace. After a few moments, he lifts up his head and smirks at you. "Gonna let me fuck your friends, or nah?"
Hitting his chest, you glare at him. "Prick," You hiss.
"I'm kidding, blue," He says teasingly, stroking your hips. But you know he's not.
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