Could I please request a modern!Dunk drabble with the losing virginity prompt? I was imagining the reader still being a virgin, feeling like everyone her age has already had sex, so she decides to finally get it over with by picking a random guy at a bar.I'd love for it to end with a little fluff.
You’ll Work!
Modern Ser Duncan The Tall X F!Virgin!Reader
WC:2.7k
Tags: fingering, car sex, sweet sweet Dunk, some liquid courage, groping, spit, fingers in mouth, Protected PnV.
A/N: I know this was apart of the Drabble request but I enjoyed this idea wayyyy to much to keep it brief lol!
“you’re lovely!” He said, too loudly in your ear. Your gals had gotten paired off with his friends, or teammates already, you couldn’t be exactly sure which they were.
“Thanks.” You response back, cupping your hand against the side of his ear so he could actually hear you. He was bent almost in half to be able to chat you up near the bar. Both of you just watching your friends dance. He seemed a bit awkward with his whole situation but you also knew you weren’t helping him out at all. One of your friends had mentioned you were a bit closed off…somewhat prudish.
Which you found laughable because what you desperately wanted was to just sleep with somebody. To just get it fucking over with by this point. You had waited a while, gotten through highschool without losing it to some shitty boyfriend after a school dance and then had just let it get away from you at uni, you were a full adult, living on your own, promotions in your Career, generally you felt rather fulfilled yet, this one thing still had not been done.
And it ate at you.
The big man took your short response in stride. Clearly he didn't mind pulling some weight in the conversation.
“just visiting or do ya live around er?” He pressed on. You eyed him a bit, looking at how he leaned one elbow against the bar top and his other made a full pint of Guinness seem like a short glass in his grip.
“I’m from here.” You replied and turned so you fully faced the bar. “Three tequila shots please.”
“Jesus-“ dunk blinked. That was alot.
“we can share.” You said while sliding one towards him, keeping the other two infront of you. You picked up a line and quickly downed the first one. He was still just awkwardly looking at the shot. You held your second one up waiting to cheers with him.
“I’m sorry-it’s just, I drove here.” He jabbered out. Lifting the half drank beer up. “I’m the designated driver of sorts.”
“you’ve got a car here?” You looked up at him, neck straining and when he nodded with a wrinkled brow you tossed back the second shot and looked at the third. Taking a steadying breath and then turning back to him.
“you actually think I’m lovely?”
“Yeah-i mean…:yes of course.” He motioned to you a bit as his cheeks flushed.
“let’s go out to your car then?” You phrased it like a question just before taking the third shot and moving the cup from his hand letting your hand remain there for him to hold at. “Yeah! Let’s go.” You smirked up at him taking a sip of his beer to get the nasty straight alcohol taste out of your mouth.
Duncan closed your hand up within his when you didn’t retract it and as soon as you slipped away from the bar and headed into the maze of people to get out the door and onto the street and followed. His hand shifting from holding yours to settling on your back and moving ahead of you a bit. People had to literally make way for him and so you could just slip in the space his broad body created as he muttered apologies while bumping people’s shoulders despite his effort not to.
“I’m parked around the corner.” He said a bit shyly. “Do you need a ride home, feeling sick?” He was worried suddenly, maybe you were unwell and just latched onto him for help? Then again…he had just watched you coherently order three shots.
“which one?” You took up his hand again and tugged him along…he let you pull him along. “I’m grand, just wanted some privacy with you.” He almost chokes at that. Privacy? In his car? Outside the bar?
“Green Subaru…” he blinks out and fishes the key out of his pocket unlocking the door which makes the lights come on. “What do you need privacy for?” He asked while tucking himself into the front seat. He got in first to make sure he could get the car on and get the AC pumping.
You ducked down hands planted on his wide chest and mustered all the courage those shots had given you so you could press your lips to his. Duncan’s hands flew from the wheel to your side and then back to the wheel before he muttered a “Gods” against your warm lips and his hands settled on the side of your thigh and back of your head, brining you into the car and onto his lap.
His long arm reached down to push his seat back further with the lever and the back rest eased into a wider angle as well giving you both some space. You’re the one that shuts the door sealing you both inside.
You kiss for a while. Kissing was safe for you, it was ground you’ve covered before. Dunks hands palming at the upper part of your thigh, fingers occasionally brushing the cheeky lacy underwear you were wearing under your skirt was new. Uncharted. Your lips got a bit uncoordinated and he noticed the nerves.
He pulled back and his big hand rubbed your cheek smiling up at you. Just making sure you were okay, giving you a second to breath. If you diddnt want to kiss anymore then this could stop, he would walk yoh back inside the bar to your friends and everything!
“I’m a virgin.”
You just blurted it out, needing to get that disclosure out of the way. The poor guy under you was blushing bright pink and seemed to be trying to come up with something to say. He wasn’t sure if he should assure you he hadn’t been trying to do anything more than makeout and hold you or if he should ask why you would be telling him that.
“but I want to have sex…preferably right now with you.”
“fuck-“ he was hard, to be fair he’d been feeling a little hard since you were smushed against him in the front seat and he could taste the mildly minty lipgloss you were wearing on his tongue.
“sorry, shite, I’m a idiot sorry.” You sat up right away and shifted off of him and onto the padded center console.
“No Doll!” He grabbed your knees right away and rubbed them. “Hey, you are not an idiot, I just-I was surprised it all!.” Now he felt like an arse. You’d been honest with him about what you were wanting and he hadn’t responded as carefully as he should have.
“I don’t know if I can help you though?” He explained, delicately when you looked back up at him, some hope back in your features.
“I have a condom.”
That was going to be his excuse as well, that was easier to explain than his real hesitation.
“I just don’t want to hurt you….physically.”
“so don’t, I just want to have sex I dont need to have kinky sex.” You plopped back down on his legs and rubbed your hand against his shirt, fingers trailing over his stomach dangerously close to getting near his bulge.
“I don’t have lube in ma car doll.” He laughed while cupping the side of your neck. You really were pretty, and he was just drawn to you for some reason. Maybe because he really liked to be chosen. Even if it was for some arbitrary reason you had still looked at every lad in the pub and opted to ask him.
You smirked as your hand settled over his crotch and gently palmed him. He let you explore as long as you liked, didn't try and get your hand under his trousers because he didn't want to push you into something you weren’t ready for. Eventually Dunks deep breathes and hushes whines started to make you quite wet and so you leaned in and kissed him, his hands all over your body made you even slicker, specifically when his fingers dug into the meat of your backside and you groaned into his mouth. Pulling back when he twitched against your palm.
“we have spit… Right?” That could be lube, all natural, you needed it to work. Luckily dunk was so worked up but this point that you probably could have suggested something even less sensible and he would have complied.
The car meant neither rod you got fully undressed but his fly came open and his pants and briefs got shoved down under his arse. Your panties hung off your ankle caught on your shoe and both do you laughed a bit because each of you was sort of mess. You nervous and unsure about mechanics and dunk was uncoordinated and crammed. The giggle died in your throat when his hand moved so his fingers could slide against your slit. You were already pretty worked up from what he felt and you could sense your body gushing some from the thrill of being touched by somebody else there.
“mmmm.” You exhaled and heaved his shoulders. “Higher.” He smirked, glad you weren’t afraid to tell him what felt right. It made him less nervous about minding your comfort later. He wouldn’t have to guess you’d tell him. He leveled his thumb over your clit and let his ring fingers pressed in and out of your core so you had something to squeeze around.
“I’m close-“ your stomach knotted and you gripped his trap muscle. Thighs squeezing and his free hand steadied you at the waist. “Fuck me!” The figure of speech flys out of your mouth as his finger on your clit tips you over the edge. He’s snickering as you pant against him for a moment.
“fuck you?” You look up at him hazy from the climax and from the shots.
“oh shut up…i was just…i was having a orgasm.” You defend and the big, kind man, you met a hour ago kissed your bitten lips.
“I’m happy to oblige the request.” He teased. “Just need a little bit of…” his fingers, wet from your pussy still press to your lips. You part them and relax your jaw and tongue so he can do what he needs. “This…easy doll.” He nods reassuringly as his fingers press against the back of your throat and your gage hard against them, your fingers gripping his bicep as he pulls them out. Wet with sticky thick spit.
“I know it’s going to hurt, and that’s okay.” You say while he spreads your spit all over his dick. He really was huge…you probably weren’t helping yourself with him being your choice of this loss of virginity mission but now you wanted it to be him. You felt comfortable with him being the one to do this.
“I’m gonna be gentle doll, and you’re not going to have all of me in ya.” His hand was pushing against your back brining you up into position over him. “You sit against this.” His hand gave your ass a rough squeeze. “Not my thighs.” He would make sure the last few inches of him were kept away from you. “Okay?” He asked as your chest pushed against him and you could feel his tip brushing against your silky folds.
“o-okay” you swallowed down the nerves and kissed him, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing as his tip spread you open. You groaned low against his neck where you now hid and Duncan’s restrained moan vibrated against the side of your head.
“fucks sake-“ both of you hissed. You because he was so big and him because you were so snug. Everything felt delicious and like to much!
“your so lovely…really fucking lovely doll.” He grunted out hips moving slightly as he held you still. He had hoped you wouldn’t feel as good as you did because that made being restrained and responsible wayyy more difficult for him. He wanted to rut up into you, push your down and feel your ass squirm against his lap as your body adjusted to him we your poor cervix opened up to accommodate his length.
“fuck…fuck.” You were trembling already, clit dragging against a vein on his shaft and your walls were clenching against his girth. You felt completely filled. “Fuck Duncan-“ you gripped harder to his back, likely leaving nail marks in his skin even with his shirt on. “Fuck that feels good”. You gasp and his hand on you bottom pressed high against your back smushing you against him, he needed to thrust, but he couldn’t when you were sat so low on him. With your body lifted up more he could pump the six inches he had stretched you with in and out of your warm core.
“gods doll you feel so good.” He caught your jaw with his mouth and kissed you there. You smiled at the feeling, it was tender and tickling because of his slight facial hair.
“this feels good.” You kiss him, “this feels really good dunk.” And that’s music to his ears. To hear that he was making a woman feel nice, a virgin no less!
“Can you come again?” His grip tightened because he was finding himself really close to finishing but he knew the moment that happened that the build up for you would stop. He wanted you to get a second orgasm first.
“mhm…mmm y-yeah i wanna.” You pant looking down to see where he met you and you groaned at the sight. He was glistening from your spit, your first release and a bit of blood as well. “Kiss my neck.” You pull him by his hair down to your chest and he might at the skin sucking on different spots, moving quickly enough that you wouldn’t bruise. It was the huffing that he was doing that really tipped the scale for you again. That he was making it very clear how good you made him feel, how tight you were and how lovely and how badly he needed to come.
The moment he felt your pussy flutter around him and your jaw go tight as you groaned he let go and you felt the strange warm sensation. His cum was contained in the condom but it was still something starling and new so you looked down quickly and Duncan’s hand flex. Pulling you back against his chest and keeping you there. He wanted you close still, especially as he still had a few spurts of cum to get out.
“that was lovely.” You whisper arms still around him and you looked up at him with a dopey grin. “Thank you.”
“That was thrilling-you don’t need to thank me for that doll.” He looked down at you, his hair sticking to this sweaty temple and he pecks your lips. “Let me take ya home?” He didn't want you walking around or having to wait in the bar for your friends when you really should get clean and lay down.
“your good to d-drive?” Voice quavering when you moved to rise off of him. You felt sore and raw now and he saw the wince.
“grand, promise.” He reached back to grab a coat out of the back seat as you pulled your panties back on. “Here sit on this.” He urged spreading the jacket on the passenger seat before you slipped over. He turned the cars lights on finally when you were settle into the passenger seat and he reached over your shoulder to pull the seat belt across you and click it into place.
“let’s stop at a drive through and get you something.” He suggested. “I’m fucking starved too.” He just wanted to be with you a little longer, make sure you felt okay and at ease.
You two ended up parking outside a fast food place for at least two hours. His hand rubbing your inner thigh and laughing at every little comment you made while sucking down a soda and sharing some fries with him.
He ended up taking you back to his after that because your eyes were heavy and you were half asleep against his window. The drinks, thrill and physical release all crashing down on you at the same time. He made sure you were in his bed and left a note on the side table that was over your phone next to a water and Duncan bundled in on his little sofa. He’d wake with a serious ache in his back but that was well worth you feeling comfortable!
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