test run / driver
⋄ tags: bf!driver x gender neutral!reader, NSFW 18+ (duh my blog is only for adultsss!) afab, drive is dom cause... im a slut for doms, use of word pussy, fingering with gloves on, mention of spanking, sensory?? aspects, NOT beta read and y'all know my ass adhd as hell so excuse mistakes.
⋄ a/n: erm, a little quick drabble supposed to be bullet fic thingie. anyway i been tryin' get back in my groove so ya know sdjhdjhasjdhasjdhasd and so I guess we are back😳
𐙚 summary: driver decides to test run his new gloves on you.
The idea to buy Driver gloves comes after he takes you on a ride out to his favorite spot and you notice his brown leather gloves are getting a bit worn. You figure maybe it would be nice to give him some new ones. Maybe he could rotate them. The thought of him having a little reminder of you like that makes you happy.
You order them from a nice high-quality company online and even get them engraved with little scorpions next to the latches. You're so excited and can't wait to give them to him.
You hold off until the next time Driver has a free night and after a lovely quiet dinner at the small table in his living room, you present them to him.
Under the table, your leg is restless and your heart races. It's the first real gift you've given him since the two of you started seeing each other. So, it means a lot and you hope he likes it.
You placed them in a simple elegant black box wrapped in a white bow.
Driver seems so shocked. He kind of points at himself questioning and watches you carefully.
You nod and say, "yes it's for you, just a little surprise."
So, Driver gingerly takes the gift as if he has never received one before. Maybe he hasn't. You haven't celebrated each other's birthdays yet or a major holiday, but you hope to get there with him.
Driver unwraps it carefully and after taking a deep breath, opens it to see the brand new gloves. You went with black leather since he already had brown and you think these will suit him too.
You watch as he picks them up and has this look of awe across his handsome face. His blue eyes are noticeably smoldering and he looks at you as if searching for something important.
"Thank you, I'll treasure these." He says seriously. His response may be short, but you know he genuinely means it.
The two of you continue the night happily, just enjoying each other's company. You chatter on from Driver's small couch and he places the gloves on the coffee table infant of him.
You tell him how stressful college has been lately and other worries on your mind. He listens well, always giving you his undivided attention.
Eventually, words run out and it's just comfortable silence. But as always, mood turns heated and before you know it, the two of you are kissing, softly at first until it turns into something more.
He presses you back into the couch cushions, taking the lead just the way you like. One firm hand is at your waist whilst the other cups your cheeks as he hungrily tastes you.
You think soon he'll ask you to head into the bedroom, but instead he pulls back from you. Wordlessly, he grabs the black leather gloves off the coffee table and begins putting them on.
He does it methodically with focus and flexes his fingers as he adjusts to the brand new leather. The fit is snug and just right on his large hands. It briefly occurs to you the man could be a hand model. You've never noticed another person's hands before, but goddamn his are attractive.
Still, you raise an eyebrow at him. "Driver? Are you heading out?"
He chuckles low. "No, baby. I want to give these a test run."
As he speaks, his eyes rove over your figure in a way that causes heat to pool between your legs. "Undress for me. Now.”
At Driver’s command your cheeks warm and the meaning of his words hits you fast. You're standing and pulling your clothes off before you can think. And the minute you sit back down he’s leaning over your nude form and catching your lips once more.
You're completely his.
One arm wraps around his broad back while the other grips the couch underneath you. He smells good and you can't help but to pull him closer.
Driver finally lets you breathe again and he watches you as the cold leathers presses against your core. It's so different from his warm digits and makes you shiver. Your eyes squeeze shut as he tenderly runs a finger up and down your pussy, spreading your lips.
A moan leaves you as he starts to rub you until he hears you whimper and beg enough for him, just the way Driver loves. He takes his time, letting you adjust to his gloved hand before he finger fucks your pussy.
You never thought that your sweet present would result this. Driver touching you with his leather gloves, watching your face with those intense blue eyes of his, drinking in your every reaction.
He acts as if you're the sexiest most beautiful sight he's ever seen. As if every sound of pleasure that comes out of you is the most erotic symphony.
You can usually hear the slick noises your body makes when Driver uses his nimble fingers, but now it's even louder. That seems to urge him on as he quickens his pace.
It's almost shocking to you now that he's never used his gloves to touch you. And it adds another layer of excitement, as you wonder how else he can use them on you. Maybe next time he might spank you with them. The thought of that alone makes you shiver with delight.
Your little moans and breathy whimpers fill his small apartment as your breaking point approaches. He never says much during these passionate moments and he doesn't need to.
The intense focus of Driver's actions and his expression are more than enough to stir you up. It's the same way he looks when he's behind the wheel, stern, and wholly dedicated.
Eventually, your climax can't hold off on any longer and you look up at him, silently begging for permission.
Driver nods once, his lip twitching in amusement. "You've been so good me. Cum, baby."
And with his approval the overpowering sensation rushes through your body and causing you to moan out his name.
Driver slowly slips his finger out of you as body stops quivering. He observes his newly gifted gloves with newfound reverence and interest. The black leather is coated in your wetness and his cock twitches in his pants at the lewd sight.
Fuck, you've got him so bothered.
You watch with wide eyes as he brings a finger up to his mouth and making eye contact the entire time, his tongue darts out to taste you once more. He doesn't stop there either. He slides one finger into his mouth until he's satisfied, addicted to your unique flavor.
Driver stops after a moment and you notice he looks very smug. "Yeah, these gloves will do just fine."
You swallow thickly, knowing you are not the only one imagining using the gloves again. After that, Driver never uses the gloves to drive his car, but anytime he puts them on... You know he's about to take you for a wild ride.