“Hands on your body like there is no one at the party
Just me and you and these empty cups
If you want it like I want it
Let me take you to another room
So it's only us”
pairing: druig x f!reader
summary: on a party to celebrate the ending of the semester you finally get the guts you didn’t have the whole year to talk to the popular boy out of campus
smut prompts: “wanna go somewhere quieter?”; “keep it down or someone’ll hear us”
warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI), alcohol (no one's drunk!), unprotected sex, masturbation (m + f recieving), dirty talking, pwp.
a.n.: I was supposed to post this on Valentine’s day so consider this my late happy Valentine’s for all of my Druig lovers out there! :)
He looked absolutely breathtaking. His hand tightening around a yellow cup were taking your mind to far away places. Sure, he was always pretty, and you were always attracted to him, who wouldn’t be? But today, specially, the mix of the alcohol with the feeling you weren’t going to see him at least for a long time until the classes started again were giving you a distinct braveness to go and talk to him.
Your head was a little dizzy, sure, but you were fully on your senses. After having your friend ask you a billion times if you were sure, which nearly made you quit. You were joined with him before by your professors to do some assignments together, it’s not like you never spoke with him before, but it was never much beyond regular subjects that evolved college itself. You walk towards him, feeling your belly twist in a funny feeling when he turns the look from his group of friends to you.
— Hey, beautiful. - and there was this, the pet names. You were sure he used with any other girl but it made your legs feel like jelly.
— Hey, Druig.
— What brings you here? - he leans his head to the side in curiosity smiling at you.
— Oh, I- um, nothing, really, I just wanted to finish the semester without my only conversations with you being about Mr.Williams’s classes - you chuckle.
— They were hell, weren’t they? - he giggles showing his lovely dimple.
— Tell me about it, honestly, I could smell cigarettes the whole class, I thing I developed a whole new type of asthma. - you both laugh.
— But you’re not here to talk about her. - he points his finger at you in playful accusation.
— Right, Yeah-
— Where you goin’ after this? - you’re thankful he interrupted you since you didn’t really know what to say.
— Uhm- home? - you shrug - I don’t intent to walk out of here any sobber so not really up to anything else - you take what was left of your drink in a long gulp and he takes the empty cup out of your hands without warning. - What are you doing?
— Maybe... It's better if you stay sobber, young lady' - he takes a step towards you, leaning closer to speak on a whisper. Making you involuntarily put your legs closer, tightening one to the other. You look at him grinning, numb by the proximity he had of you.
— And what would that be for?
— You wanna go somewhere quieter?
— Just like that? Not even dinner first? - you provoke
— I can get you some very fancy nachos they're serving here, that would do? - you giggle at his response
— I do want to. - you take his and in yours and before he starts leading to way to God knows where you stop giving him a childish look - Go somewhere quieter, I mean, not the nachos, don't know if that was clear. - you lean your head.
— Pretty clear to me, gorgeous - he winks smiling widely and start walking hand in hand with you.
He leads you to a room and closes the door behind him, you can still hear the muffled party music when he does so. Without saying a word more when getting there he puts his hands in the back of your neck pulling you closer to him, but didn't miss you yet, just brushing his lips on yours.
— You are one hundred percent aware of what you're doing right? - he asks you once more, his voice cracking, afraid you drank to much already. You giggle at his concern and reassure him.
— Had one or two beers, Druig, I'm as sobber as I can be - you break the space between you attacking his lips with yours, feeling a taste of alcohol and mint gum on the kiss, when his hands travel around your body and give your boobs a tight squeeze through your shirt, making you whine louder than you were expecting. — Sorry. - you smile looking at him with his eyes opened when he heard you. You didn't know if it was because of the low light of the room but his normally bright blue eyes were as dark as the night sky looking at you ir pure desire.
— Don't apologize, honey, I loved hearing you. - he kisses you fervently and this time you break it taking his shirt off in s fast movement, tossing it in the corner of the room - Someone's in a hurry.
— Shut up.
— You know - he says between kisses - I've always wanted to do this with yo- he smiles seeing you put your hands inside if his pants and holds his words back, stoping to enjoy the feeling of your hands around his pulsating cock.
— You were saying, honey? - you look him in the eyes, inches away from his face, your noses touching when you speak, now pumping his dick slowly with your hands, your eyes matching his in a look full of lust.
— Hmhm I was- he mumbles some none sense trying to get the words to his mouth - I was saying - he tightens the grip on your waist pulling you closer while you still slowly masturbate him - I've pictured you like this before,- he takes a lock of hair from your forehead - In my head. You looking at me like that.
— Like what?
— Like a little slut.
— You like what you see, love? - you tight your grip on his cock, fastening your pace and seeing him bite his lips and nod.
— A lot. - he pulls you to a heated, sloppy kiss taking your hand out of his pants and pulling you to the bed you didn't care much at the moment who it belonged to. He sits and you put your legs on each side of him, now on his lap. Breaking the kiss you let your lips travel around his neck and a part of his naked chest, hearing the whines come out of his mouth making you feel your panties soaked.
On a quick move Drugs slides his hands inside your skirt, ticking the skin of your thighs to finally reach your panties, feeling the wetness of your pussy on his fingers and starting to move them in a slow pace still above the issue, putting pressure on your clit and hearing you whine. He sees you pull your head up leaving easier access to your neck and starts kissing and sucking it.
— This feels good, huh? You like it? You like it when I make you wet like this. - he puts your panties to the side letting his fingers in contact with your flesh, the contrast between your hot cunt and his cold fingers making you whimper and unconsciously hop on his hand to increase the contact. - You want me to put my fingers in you, love? Huh? - you nod while he kisses your neck - I'm gonna feel this warm little pussy in my hands. - he mumbled against your sensitive skin sending shivers down your spine. - Gonna make you feel so good, princess.
You let out a loud moan when he put his fingers on you, simulating your swollen clit with the other hand. You push your hips towards his touch and feel the knot on your stomach form.
— Holy shit, please, Druig I- fuck - you lean over him trying to hold your noises, thankful the sound outside was loud - Keep doing it, don’t stop, please. - you pull him back to kiss his lips until you feel your release coming on his fingers, making him look at you like a starved animal, he puts two fingers in your mouth making you taste yourself while sucking them.
— Good girl, that’s right, cleaning your mess, baby. I bet you taste as good as you feel.
— I want to feel you, Druig. - you say once his fingers are out of your mouth, touching your forehead with his. - inside me, please. - you almost beg.
— You’re clean? - he says trailing kisses down your neck and taking your shirt off to have easier access to your breasts, you groan with the feeling and chuckle slightly due to his concerned tone in the question.
— Yeah, you?
— Hmhm. - he mumbles against your skin, his mouth to busy to spill out any words.
— Good, good. Then hurry up with this - you smile holding his hair with your hands. As much as you enjoyed the feeling of his mouth biting and sucking your tits, you wanted him inside you, plus the constant reminder people would miss you at the party and you didn’t really want to explain you were gone for so long because you were fucking with a boy after a thirty second conversation.
— Let me enjoy your gorgeous body first, baby. - you groan with the vibrations of his voice hitting your skin and let his mouth do it's job, your core tightening and pulsating as an effect his words had on you. Once you felt like you had enough you grab his hair locks to make him look at you, without having to say a word, Druig gets your sign and gets rid of your skirt and panties, like the look you gave him was the final drop he needed to get as needy as you were.
He leans your body carefully on the bed, tossing his own pants and underwear across the room in fast movements. His dick slaps against his stomach making a sinful moan scape your lips just by the sight as he leans down hovering above you. You look at his pulsating member dangerously close to your cunt and lead your hands towards it, Druig stops you pinning your hands above your head, holding them in place effortlessly. He looks at you with a boyish smile.
— Tell me what you want me to do, darling.
— I want you to fuck me, Druig. I need you inside of me. - you mumble quietly against his lips, noses touching and your mouth brushing in his as you speak. He pumps his cock a couple times more before putting it inside of you, filling and stretching your folds like a perfect fit, making you hiss with the feeling, adjusting your position beneath him.
— What is it? - he realizes you´re unquiet. - Can't take my huge cock, princess? - he feels you tight around him with his words and loses the dominant pose for a second, trying not to lose himself and start moving recklessly.
— Move. - you grin looking at him. Not needing a second more he gives you a strong lunge that feels like blows your insides, ticking all your senses at the same time on an crazy amount of pleasure.
— Atta, girl. - he whispers against your lips.
His words sent waves of pleasure up to your core. The sight of his face twisting in pleasure with every other lunge could make you cum just by itself. It was the most sinful yet most heavenly thing you’ve ever seen in your life. The silver chain oh his neck hitting your cheek when he fastened his pace, making you forget for those moments where you were, leaving out loud moans and begs of his name.
— They´ll hear you like that, sweetie. - he whispers in your ear, voice cracking when he tries to mouth more than four words.
— Let ‘em - you hold his shoulders strongly when you feel a familiar knot building back on your belly, your face showing him well enough that you were close without the need for words. He brings his hand down to rub your clit in circular motions while kissing your jaw and neck. - Druig, I’m gonna-
— Let it all out for me, honey, will ya? I want to feel your pussy clinging ‘round my dick, you can come. Come for me, baby, c’mon.
You let out your juices all over his dick, making him release himself right after you, making a mess on your thighs and belly and on the sheets. Druig lets his body fall over yours, without the strength to get up by himself and you both lay in silence enjoying the after sex atmosphere.
— Should I give you my number or sum? - you ask chuckling, he lifts up his chin to look at you, head resting on your bare chest as your breaths got back to the regular pace.
— I’d love that, beautiful. - he grins widely kissing your chest.
*•.¸♡Request : Heyy, idk if you write for throuples but if you do, may I request being in a throuple with Druig and Kingo (eternals, but that's pretty self explanatory 😅) headcanons with female reader, if that's ok
You can add any type of headcanons (angst, fluff, smut) if you're up to it you can do all, but it is 110% up to you, I hope you have a wonderful day 💗💗
It's a sometimes competition between the two
You have certain little gifts and trinkets for the both of them
They have some from you of course, but the boys love to spoil you
When you're fighting the deviants Kingo always protects you
Or at least looks over his shoulder to make sure you're okay
When you're helping Druig, he always makes sure you're close to him
He even asks you for your opinions
Druig will drag you away from the parties sometimes to a field
Sometimes you'll slow dance, sometimes you'll watch the sunset
After a while, Kingo will come find you and mess with the flowers
He made you both flower crowns once
You and Kingo always dance at the parties and festivals
Druig stands to the side, watching you both with a goofy grin
He makes his way over to you with food and drinks
When you all get tired enough to sleep, Kingo will grab a few different snacks and fruits
You'll all get comfy in bed and Druig will read stories and books to lull you both into sleep
Kingo will lay on your left and Druig will lay on your right
They'll both hold you making sure you're warm and safe at night
In the morning you wake up first and quietly make them breakfast
Kingo wakes up first, thanking you and eating some before getting ready
Druig wakes up a little while later and eats whatever Kingo didn't and then he reads to you for a while
Give me a centuries old man with hella issues, a sarcastic mouth, bad boy vibes, but is actually super loving and caring but would definitely rail me into next Tuesday.
