hey mootie!! your post about pope's THICK FINGERS NGHHH i cannot handle the thoughts i'm having about them.. but just imagine keeping you and pope's relationship a secret, him rubbing you through your shorts in the kitchen while everyones outside at smurf's or pope sneaking you into his room at night to treat you with those yummy fingers!!!!!!! ughh pls tell me you see the vision!!🥰
i see the vision moot!! hi gorgeous thank you for your patience i am here :P
i feel like at the start of this little scenario is when you're one of j's college friends who's soo much younger than pope but still follows him around like a little puppy. pope doesn't understand why you get so close to him when you talk or when you go to the cody parties, you're all over him instead of the guys your age that are throwing themselves at you.
so you just flat out tell him alone in the kitchen one night, that it's because you think he'd treat you better than the shitty college guys who have never even made you finish. you're fidgeting nervously as you pout, " 'nd i was just thinkin' that maybe it's not cause they're selfish, but that their hands are jus so much smaller than— than yours... " and pope's all shocked at the fact that you've thought about his hands like that. so you try and run when you think his silence is him rejecting you, but he’d grab you and pin you between the counter and his bulky frame.
pope would run the tips of his thick fingers along the waistband of your tiny shorts and breathe real heavy as he asked, "not one of 'em made you come?" you'd just shake your head, feeling a bit dizzy that he was so close to you and looking at you so hungrily. pope glanced behind you to see if anyone was around, and thankfully when he didn't find any eyes on him but yours, he'd slip his hand beneath your shorts and the little lace panties you were wearing.
and he wouldn't even asked you what you liked. pope'd just start to touch you how he wanted to. parting your softness and rubbing somewhere slick that he wanted to feel, or circling a sensitive area either rough or gentle whenever he felt like it. but you're pliant for him anyway. head fallen his against chest as you gasp, hands clutching helplessly at his broad shoulders as you feel two of his chubby fingers slide inside of you to stretch you out. they're so much bigger than any you've ever felt, just like you thought they'd be.
pope would talk to you how he wanted to the whole time, grunting out "bet none of 'em got you this wet either, did they?" and you'd shake your head frantically. and when he huffed "you like that? you like how this older guys fingers fuck you?" you’d moan "yes! feels so good- ah mmm- feel s-so full!"
pope wasn't gonna kiss you either. this was just about making you come so you'd stop following him around. but when you clenched around him so tightly and whimpered " 'm so close pope- oh god! w-will you kiss me, please?" he'd sigh and lean down to press his lips to yours not actually bothered about it at all. he’d steady you as you started to hump his hand while you moved your mouth desperately against his. in the end, he was glad he let you kiss him cause he got to swallow up all your little hiccups and whimpers as you came all over his big fingers, soaking him down to his wrist <3
