literally just smut. can be any bursona.
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“So good baby- fuck you’re so tight around me, what a good little slut.” Wilbur groans out as he grips your hips in his hands, squeezing them tightly as he sinks deeper into you.
Your back archers further for him, face against the pillows as his pelvis meets your ass, his cock resting heavily inside of you. He was big, no point in lying about that. But when you’re lying on your stomach, weightless for him to use anyway he wanted, he felt huge inside you, and you loved it.
Which that seemed to be why you chose the position for the current moment. As he sat there, legs straddling your hips as he waited for your go ahead, you reached your hand down underneath you, resting it on your stomach where you found a decent sized bulge. Pressing down on it, you and Wilbur moaned out in unison, his tip pushing against your cervix as you tightened around him even more.
Wilbur braced himself against the headboard, pushing himself somewhat deeper into you, if it was possible. It was all too much, you needed more. Both of you did.
“I swear Wilbur, if you don’t move right now, I’m not helping you get you- oh fuck!” You screamed out into the pillow as he brought his cock all the way out and slammed it back into you, grabbing the back of your head and lifting it up as he did.
“Huh? What was that? Was the little slut trying to tell me what to do? You’re so cute-“ Wilbur leant down, lips brushing against yours as your eyes closing, awaiting for his warm lips on yours.
Not even a second later, the man thrusted hard inside of you, hitting your g-spot with his tip as your eyes opened in shock, only to roll back into your head. You let out a pornagraphic moan as Wilbur laughed at you, and continued his thrust, his pace slow yet thrust deep.
“That’s it baby, be a good slut and take all I give yo- holy fuck!” Wilbur’s cocky attitude tumbling in seconds as you met his thrust and tightened around his cock.
“Aw did big, strong Wilbur fall for my little game?! Maybe you’re not as good at this that you claim to be! Maybe you’re just as pathetic as D-“ Wilbur placed his hand on your head, shoving your face in the pillow as he thrusted faster inside of you.
“Shut the fuck up. You do not get to compare me to that fucked up asshole! And we both know I’m as good as I claim to be. Hell- you admitted it to Q the other day!” Your eyes widened up at Wilbur as he laughed manically at your expression.
How the fuck did he know about that?!
“Aw don’t look so scared baby, I’m not mad! I’m actually quite flattered, talking to other guys about how good I am to you, how I can make you cum just from my words, how my fingers work magical things on you. How my cock makes you go dumb after one thrust. Fuck- I knew you loved this, but not that much.” Wilbur said to you as you adjusted himself.
He lied his upper body down on top of your back, kicking his legs out from beside you, putting his full weight on you as he did. “You doing ok, my love?” He whispered in your ear, the words soft and caring, a complete turn around from his previous words.
Wilbur always made sure you were doing ok when things got a bit rough or a sudden shift had changed. You guys might not be on the best of terms, but hell, if you weren’t enjoying any of this… there’s no benefit for him either.
He gains pleasure from your pleasure.
You nodded your head at him, hands squeezing the pillow beneath you as you did. Apparently that wasn’t enough for Wilbur, earning a hum of disapproval as he lifted up off of you, bringing his cock out of you, yet leaving the tip. The sudden sensation earned a whine from him, making him softly laugh.
“Words. Are you ok?” Wilbur sternly asked you, his words still soft.
“Yes. I’m ok. Brillant. Amazing even!” You got out softly, a smile coming over your face as Wilbur placed himself back on top of you, his tip still teasing you. “Please. Please Wilbur.”
“I know, darling. Doing so good for me..” Wilbur whispered to you, his arm coming around your neck to hold you in a headlock sort of position, while his hand grabbed yours in his own, squeezing the limb as you reciprocated the affection.
“Now be a good slut and let me ruin you-“ Wilbur’s sweet attitude quickly being shoved out the window as he thrusted inside you quickly, his pace going as fast as he could in this position.
His arm around your neck held your face up from the pillow, holding onto the limb with your free hand as empty screams left your mouth. Your nails clawing and scratching at his skin as he continuously hit your cervix head on, broken cries leaving your mouth as he whispered small comments about you, degrading or praise.
“So good for me baby, taking me so well.”
“Such a slutty hole, always wants more- fucking greedy.”
“Come on baby, just a little more- you can take it, I know you can. Good girl!”
“Leaking all over the place baby, so messy for me-“
Every comment led to another moan or cry of pleasure.
And Wilbur took them all in with delight.
“Wil! Wil please- I’m gonna cum, please let me cum!” You whined out to the man, hips meeting his thrust, hand squeezing his more tightly than before.
Wilbur could feel your orgasm approaching, your hole tightening around his member in a tight grip, making him moan in your ear.
“I know baby, hold on.” Wilbur spread your legs a bit wider, bringing your hips up with him as he knelt behind you. Your back arched deep, the bulge stretching your stomach out even more than before, making you moan at the feeling. “So good for me, feel how deep I am inside baby, I’m the only one allowed to make you feel this way, got that? I’m the only one allowed to stretch this hole to its limit, the only one allowed to make you go dumb from my cock, the only name you scream. You’re my slut to use, and my baby to hold when needed, ok?” Wilbur whispered into your ear, earning a whine from you as you nodded.
“Yes yes. All yours. Always have been, Wil… please use me, please please-“ your words were cut off by his thrust, your mouth agape as he thrusted hard and fast into you.
“Fuck- you drive me crazy, you know that? You have me wrapped around your finger and I love it.” Wilbur groaned out as you squeezed once more around him, your nails digging into his arms once more.
“gon’ cum! Let me cum! Please- baby please!” You begged the man above you as his thrust became sloppy and miscalculated.
Slipping his free hand underneath you, his fingers met your clit, rubbing small, tight circles around your bud. “C’mon baby, cum for me. Cum for me and show me how good I make you feel.”
You were gone after the first sentence. His sweet voice melting your body as you let go of the pressure in your stomach. Your hips met his once more as your back arched deeper into the mattress, a delayed scream making its way out of your mouth as his thrust continued, riding out your high.
Your body shook as his thrust got faster and faster, not caring about precision or anything else besides the way your walls squeeze around him.
“Cum inside me… please! Please I’m begging you-“ you whimpered to him as his thrust slowed inside of you.
Your words made him cum on the spot, never imagining them to come out of your mouth but nevertheless happy about it.
Wilbur groaned out in your ear, as he fell on top of you, hips still stuttering inside of you as his orgasm hit him and he filled you up. He hid his face in your neck, mind still reeling from the orgasm, holding you tightly against him.
“Did so good for me, so good for me my angel…” Wilbur whispered out to you as he started to get off of you.
Before he could pull out, you quickly grabbed the back of his leg, stopping him from making any more advances.
“Stay inside me, please. Wanna feel you still.” You muttered out, sleep creeping up on you as you lied there, the weight of his cock inside you making it even harder to stay awake.
Wilbur could feel his dick stir again from they request but didn’t do anything about it, just wanting to lay with you for as long as he can before you both would go back to your ordinary ways and pretend there was nothing going on between you two.
Rolling over, Wilbur’s chest was pressed against your back as he shuffled closer to you, pressing himself deeper inside of you while he did. You both hummed at the sensation, the warmth and the first at he fit inside you as asking you both into an easy rest.
“Hmm I love you..” you whispered to the man behind you, falling asleep after the words were uttered, leaving the man shocked behind you.
The words struck him with hope and fear. What if you didn’t mean it? But why would say it if you didn’t? He had so many questions that would have to wait, but with you, he could wait a lifetime and be alright.
“And I love you. Sleep tight my love.”

















