neighbourly
warnings: smut, mdni, corruption, reader is 02 liner, age gap, pet names, tried not to us yn but lmk if i did oops, unprotected sex lets not do this friends!, fingering, hand job, orgasm denial, oral, softdom!ten, i think that’s it!
summary: ten is finally visiting home for the first time in years, and you barely recognise him, no longer the annoying older boy next door. ten x younger reader
requested! enjoy lovely!
ten had just got home, visiting family after a long time. all his family over to celebrate his home coming, neighbours and friends too. and that’s when he sees you, watching curiously from your back porch. you had recognised him from when he was younger, more boyish. but you didn’t know where he’s been, or what he’s been doing the whole time he’d been away. to him your face seemed somewhat familiar, but he would’ve remembered that face.
he asks his sister if they had gotten new neighbours, she laughs and says no and that his eyesight must be getting bad. he looks confused until she says your name. it rings in his ears, there is no way, that pretty young woman standing on her porch, looking into his lively house is you, the dorky shy kid, braces and glasses, face round with baby fat, watching the kids play in the neighbourhood while you watched from the safety of your yard. you look entirely different, taller, slimmer, grown into your features hair long to your lower back.
“she still as quiet as she used to be?”
“if your asking if she’s still sheltered then yes, she’s in her 20’s now and her parents still let her have no fun, its sad really”
he waves at you through his kitchen window and you only just realise you has been having a stare off with him, you shyly duck your head and go back inside, and he chuckles a little. his sister laughs too.
“her 20’s?”
“23, she’s just finishing uni”
he nods while sipping his drink, going back to the chaos of the party. later that night, his friends and family all a little drunk from the celebrations, he watches you through the living room window, sees you taking trash out down to the end of the street.
“i need a smoke”
he gets up and leaves out the front, no one thinks twice, ignoring the way he walks to the end of the path following you. when you turn around and yelp a little surprised to see him, well see anyone standing behind you. he laughs a little at your jumpiness.
“sorry, didn’t mean to scare you, its good to see you, shame you couldn’t make it over to the party”
“i have studies… its ten right?”
“yeah baby, you missed me?”
you laugh shyly as you go to walk past him but he stops you
“oh come on, its my first time back home in years and you’re ignoring me?”
“i told you i have studies, and my mum is expecting me back”
“let me walk you home? its dangerous at night” “its a 5 minute walk-“
“5 minutes of danger~ plus i kinda need to walk this way too”
you look at him and sigh before nodding towards the directions of your houses and he walks with you
“if i knew you’d look this pretty, would’ve came home sooner baby”
“i said we could walk, not talk”
“you’re feistier than i remember”
you’re rolling your eyes and keep walking, stopping outside his house
“you wanna come in? you look like you could use a drink”
“i don’t drink, plus like i told you my mum is waiting”
“i know you’re lying”
“what”
“your mum is inside, she’s with us”
“you’re so full of shit” “okay maybe, but c’mon is there seriously nothing i can do to convince you”
“goodnight ten”
you smile at his dumbfounded face as you’re walking back into your house. god he is enamoured by you.
during his time home keeps running into you around the neighbour hood, slowly getting close to you, flashing you his handsome smile, and he lets you touch and poke at his tattoos asking about them. you’re not allowed tattoos, but you tell them you’ve always thought they were pretty, especially his. you guys chat outside in your yards, taking over the fence. maybe he’s not as annoying as you first thought and remembered him to be, he makes you laugh, and sends butterflies to your stomach, and lower, and when he calls you baby it has your heart jumping in your chest and your mind going blank, the first man to show you any sort of interest, but you tell yourself he’s just being nice, friendly, neighbourly.
a few days later he sees you walking home from uni, bag on your shoulder, skirt and sweatshirt on. he leaves the cafe he in and sneaks up behind you making you jump, again.
“you’re cute when you’re scared you know that?”
“not you again”
“hey is that anyway to talk about your favourite neighbour?”
“oh is your sister here, i don’t see her”
he laughs at that and you can’t help but blush. he looks so incredibly handsome.
“why are you following me?”
“cause you’re pretty, and don’t say you’re not cause i can already see you blushing”
you push his shoulder and you both walk home the rest of the way. you ask why he’s been gone and he tells you, singing dancing and touring the world, he’s seen so much in his 10 year career, more than you will ever see in your life. your mum is so strict, you hadn’t even heard of his music or his band, sheltered away from pop culture and gossip. you tell him you don’t know his songs and he must have screaming fans falling for him left and right
“are you busy right now? can come over and i can show you some stuff? some of the places ive been?”
“i shouldn’t, i have a lot to do around the house before my mum gets back”
his ears perk up, you’re going home to an empty house.
“i can come to yours? would be good to catch up after so long, you can even tell me about uni?”
“oh I’m sure its far less exciting” “so? c’mon”
he’s got a steady hand on your back as you both walk together, your face is red as you can feel his strong presence around you and you get to your house. you let him in and apologise for the mess. he looks around and the place is spotless
“wow, what happened here? had a visit from tasmanian devil?”
you laugh and put your head down shyly. you look so cute and timid to him, he feels bad that he wants to ruin it.
“you want something to drink?”
“just water, thanks”
he watches as your hands shake while fixing two glasses of water for the pair of you and you place them on the kitchen table in front of him.
“you’re shaking”
“am not” “yeah okay, whatever you say baby”
you pull your seat back and sit down next to him and he brings his phone out, first he shows you some of his music videos, holding the phone between you, you watch closely, completely captivated. he watches your face, he thinks you look cute, first time watching a music video like this, and he’s the one to pop your cherry, and he loves it. after a few more mvs you sit back.
“even if you are a stalker, i have to say, you’re pretty talented”
he laughs at your compliment
“thanks pretty girl”
he shows you pictures hes taken around the world, his pets, his home, his friends. his life is the complete opposite to your strict routine and chores.
“where is that, its so pretty” “paris, could take you there one day, after uni”
you look at him shocked. almost choking on your water and his lips twitch into a smirk for a second before relaxing again
“what?”
“why would you do that?”
“to celebrate you graduating?”
he goes back to showing you more pictures, holding the phone slightly further way from you and you’re leaning in closer, could practically fall in his lap if you moved any closer. you eventually realise how close you are and look up at him and he’s smirking down at you. your brain telling you to move, push yourself away, anything to stop this tension between you.
“hi”
you gulp, not able to find words. his hand comes to your cheek and you just follow it with your eyes. you have no idea what to do or say. never had any male attention like this before, not even from classmates, let alone your hot long time neighbour who just happens to be a celebrity. he experimentally pulls you closer, almost letting out a groan when your body allows him to pull you with ease. before you know it his lips are gently on yours. not crashing down and smothering you like you’ve read in books, lips just carefully fluttering over yours. you close your eyes and keep still, unsure of how to kiss him back. when he pulls back he’s smiling at you
“you’re so cute. look at your face, so red baby”
“s-sorry. ive never done that before, it was probably bad, i panicked-“
he cuts off your panicked rambling with another kiss, more certain this time and you let your mouth move with his. he’s fully pulling you off your seat now and having you in his lap, hands shaking as they come to rest on his shoulders and he can feel how fast you’re heart is beating against him. pulling away slightly
“you okay baby? you want me to stop?”
“no… its nice, but I’m nervous, i don’t know what to do- what’s that”
you look down at his hard dick poking your thigh
“its nothing baby, just focus on me yeah? when’s your mum home?”
“few hours”
he stands up and picks you up effortlessly bringing you to your couch, sitting down with you again, lips on your neck bitting and sucking as you whine slightly against him as he sucks into a sweet spot that sends shivered down your spine. before long he’s rutting into you, cock pulsing against your core. hands on your thighs up your skirt.
“t-ten…”
“what’s up baby”
“it feels weird… you know”
“know what? tell me”
“down there… feels… sticky”
“just means you feel good pretty”
he keeps going like that watching your face as you moan out for him, he doesn’t make you cum like this, wants to make you wait for it. beg for it.
“you still feel sticky baby?”
you nod your head shyly and he pouts at you
“can tennie have a look? i think i can help”
“okay…”
“good girl, show me your room, ill make it better”
“not allowed boys in my room”
“good thing I’m a man baby”
he helps you stand and you show him your room, suddenly putty in his hands, hanging on his every word. you take him up the stairs and into your room, its plain, with school supplies and books scattered on your desk, bed made and fresh, a few cute plushies sitting neatly by your pillows. you sit on the bed with him and he lifts up your plushie, laughing a bit
“god you’re so cute baby, need these to sleep”
you whine and take the toy, ignoring his question
“gonna take your underwear off okay? so i can see what’s going on down there”
you nod and lift your hips as his hands are in your skirt pulling your underwear down, he holds them up next to his face inspecting them, sniffing a little
“cute undies baby”
you whine and kick him softly, hugging your plushie hard, he thinks you look so pretty, so shy and embarrassed and so new to all of this.
“spread your legs baby, let me have a look, you can do that for me yeah?”
“o-okay”
you spread your legs and he has to swallow the moan he wants to let out, pretty pink pussy on show for him, wet and warm.
“oh baby, weren’t kidding, its okay though, I’m gonna make it feel better yeah”
“tennie…”
“I’m right here pretty baby, just gonna touch you okay? make you feel so nice”
you don’t have time to respond before his fingers are making a v and spreading your lips, little wet sounds coming from them as ten moves his fingers on you
“tennie what does it mean?”
“just means tennie was making you feel good downstairs baby, its normal, its okay”
his thumb finds your clit, you jolt and whine
“never been touched there”
“i can tell sweetheart, its okay, promise ill be gentle”
his thumb is rubbing circles, just enough pressure to feel good, but not enough to shock you. slow and steady as he collects more of your slick. words of praise and encouragement leaving his lips as you shake and writhe in front of him, hands clawing at your sheets. his free hand brings your plushie back to your chest
“here baby, hold onto this”
you hug the teddy bear, tears falling from your eyes with how good it feels, how good he feels. you feel a tight knot in your lower stomach and he can tell you’re gonna cum so he pulls his fingers back
“ten-tennie it still feels weird”
“i know baby I’m not done yet, let me just do this yeah?”
you lie back and let him do what he needs, he knows more than you how to fix this feeling, so you quiet wait for his next move. you feel him shift on the bed and before you can look up his mouth is on you. your whining out, legs trying to close around his head but his strong arms hold them down to the side. he’s lapping at you like he’s starved. and again before you can feel relief he’s pulling away.
“ten…”
“be patient sweetie, I’m working. think you need this”
he’s gesturing to his cock
“you want it?”
your mouth waters and your nodding yes, hard. he flashes you his wicked smile before he’s unbuckling his belt and freeing himself. your eyes trained on it, its thick with veins and the head is a raging red, with a slick that looks similar to yours
“I’m scared”
“i know baby, why don’t you touch it first, get used to it”
you nod and he helps you sit up and guides your hand around him, you watch closely as he controls your movements up and down him. he watches your curiosity turn into lust as you take more control, tugging at his cock so sweetly with your tiny hand. after a while you start letting out breathy whines for him, ache between your legs growing as he’s ripped two, maybe three orgasms away from you.
“tennie, i want it” “ask nicely baby” “please tennie? please can i have it? its sore please help me”
“good girl, lay back for me, would usually wear a condom, but doubt you got any of those in here huh angel?”
you shake your head no and he’s pushing you back, laying on your back and he holds your ankles, pulling them apart and he looks at your messy pussy again before lining himself up, he pushes the head in and your crying again. hot burning stretch as he stills
“burns…”
“i know, tell me when to move, its okay”
a minute passes and you’re telling him to move and he inches in bit by bit, it takes him a whole 5 minutes before he’s fully in to the hilt and he can’t stop praising you
“good job baby, look all of me, so good for me, tight pussy squeezing me in”
“ten!”
“that’s it baby, scream for me, let it out”
he starts to move, slow soft thrusts as you cry and wriggle underneath him. you look so perfect, makeup running, skirt pushed up, sweater paws in between your teeth. and your pretty fat tears falling all over your teddy. he finally makes you cum, all over his dick. he pulls out and jerks himself off over your thighs until he’s spilling out all over your tummy and thighs.
both of you breathing heavy. you sit like that for a few minutes as you both come down. he cleans you up with a wet cloth, before he’s putting himself back in his pants.
“mums gonna be home soon…”
“i better head home then, can’t have her finding her innocent girl in bed with a grown man huh?”
you shyly shake your head no and he kisses your cheek
“gimme your number, or are you not allowed a phone either?”
you roll your eyes and hit his chest before getting your phone from your bag and hand it to him as he puts his number in
“there, now we can plan our paris trip”
“are you leaving again?”
“in a few days yeah…”
“i wanna come see you, but ill never be allowed”
“ill be back real soon, can’t keep away from my pretty baby for too long, promise”
“maybe i could run away”
you both laugh he gives you another kiss before he’s heading downstairs and back out front door, you wave to him from your bedroom window and he waves back. a few minutes later he texts you,
“if you ever did want to run away you know where to find me ;)”