Knock Knock
A/N: Kinktober Day Six! Walked in on & mutual masturbation babyyyy, actually went with an AMAB reader for this one, mainly to spice it up and try my hand at it.
Lemme know how I did, dicks are hard to write (pun intended), gender neutral per usual. Dom Red my beloved
"Come on....come on...." you mumble, legs spread, laid back on your bed and your hand rapidly stroking like there was no tomorrow. You weren't usually big on self pleasure, at least....not like this. You didn't want up with a desperate need to cum like your dick was going to explode otherwise.
Your body woke up and chose "horny" today it seems
Your member twitches and suddenly your pace increases, you're getting close. And you close your eyes feeling that pressure build in your core and then-
"hey y/n, you got-"
The noise you let out took Red more off guard than you pleasuring yourself. You yelped, desperately shifting onto your side to attempt to conceal yourself. You'd think his sudden arrival and your embarrassment would at least make you flaccid but the stubborn thing remained hard.
"Do you mind!?"
"not very well-"
"Who the hell doesn't knock!?"
"who the hell doesn't lock the door!?"
"Oh my stars- GET OUT!"
"i need something." You hear your bedroom door closed, at least your dignity couldn't fall further. You shuffle, looking at him though still attempting to keep your bottom half somewhat concealed. No easy task given it was as hard as it was when you first woke up. It seems to actually throb with Red's presence in the room.
God fucking damn- what was with you today? Well, you can figure out why Red being here made you more horny, but you were more so curious why your sex drive chose violence this morning.
"'sides, you were doin' it wrong." he said bluntly, roaming through your room for....whatever he needed. Strangely casual about this. Both a blessing and a curse. "which is impressive, i thought everyone with a dick knew how to rub one off."
"Shut up!" You huffed, not having much of a better retort. "I was doing just fine until you showed up."
"uh huh." his voice oozes sarcasm and smugness, "you're gonna leave blisters if you keep rubbin' it like that."
You just glare. Hating every second of your life at the moment.
"want me to show ya?"
"You're not touching me, pervert." You reply, not actually minding that right now but pride was a powerful thing.
"didn't say anything about touchin'," he steps forward toward the bed, cupping his crotch through his gym shorts. "just showin'."
You raise an eyebrow. The silence lingers. A bulge forming through his pants that most certainly wasn't there before. His own arousal growing at the situation, your dick twitches at the idea and you sigh.
"Fine, just don't be weird about it."
"cross 'm heart darlin'." he nearly purrs, true to his word and as shameless as usually he pulls his shorts down. His cock sprining free. It's about what you expected, bright, red, made of magic...the size is bigger that you thought it would be. But still. "who's the pervert now?"
"Ha ha ha," you reply dryly. Not having much of a good retort for that.
"turn around properly hun, do it with me."
You hesitate.
"i already seen it, if that's what yer' worried about. and it ain't like you're small-"
"That's not the issue! It's just! Fine!" Your pride keeps taking more and more blows, you never felt more bashful in your life. Slowly you sit up and look at him, your cock exposed in all its hard...needy glory. He is bigger, albeit not by that much- though that had never been the issue to begin with. Your ego wasn't that fragile.
However...this entire thing feels strangely intimate. Not just in a horny way but in a personal way.
"there we go." A rumble erupts from his chest, much like a pleased tiger who just caught his prey. "now....do exactly as i do." his boney hand wraps around his cock, then starts to move up and down.
You follow. He sets the pace far slower than you had, frustration grows at the far more relaxed pace but you don't complain. Simply following instructions, it throbs in your hand.
"now ain't that better? you gotta work it up though-" he chuckles a bit, "you're already leaking."
You shudder, a small pearl of precum falls from your tip and it twitches at Reds words.
"cute."
Curse him and his stupid mouth. How dare he be so good at this.
"watch me," you do. He seems far more controlled than you, then again you've been hard far longer. He rubs his thumb over the head of his cock, then returns to stroking himself. You can figure out what he wants you do, you gather the white fluid then use it as a type of lube.
It feels....good. You moan.
He chuckles again.
"What's so funny?" Neither of you stop, Red doesn't come to touch you but he does near closer. The heat between you two growing.
"yer' face....its cute." he huffs, smirking like a maniac. Though something tender and intense in his gaze, "can i cum on it? or on ya? how we endin' this dance?"
He knows you won't last much longer, and honestly you get the feeling he won't either. He's not quite as bad as you but his pace seems to subconsciously increase, patience growing thin.
"Can I...cum on you?" You raspe out, struggling to keep yourself ever remotely composed.
"on this jacket? i don't think so sweetheart," he chuckles, "lean back for me."
You don't know where this is going, but you don't have it in you to question him. Your back hits the plushness of your bed, your hand still working. Almost instinctively in synch with his own hand working on himself.
"fuck, you're hot." He huffs out, he doesn't touch you (which you're really starting to regret saying that), but you feel a dip in the bed. He looms over you, the way he looks at you seems to smark a fire in your gut. "ya close?"
"Yeah...."
"me too..."
"T-Together?"
"right behind ya."
A high pitched yelp comes out of you, followed by a low rumble. You both pop off at the same time. You register a hot liquid staining your cock and your thighs, you look down to see yourself soaked in a mix of his semen and your own. He's the same way, admittedly not as bad as you though. You can't help but admire how your white cum looks oddly pretty on his red cock.
"want another lesson?" he asks, visibly panting. That's when you realize.
You're still hard. He is too.
