What She’s Been Missing - Pope Hayward
In which Pope learns to go down on his girl. A continuation of What You’ve Been Missing
Word Count: 2.6k
Warnings: swearing, sexual content, oral sex(female receiving)
Authors Note: I won’t even lie I loved writing this. Sexual content under the cut!
After you had exposed Pope to the intimate world of oral sex, he had been in heaven. Every chance you had, you would go down on him, and he loved it, however he couldn’t help but feel guilty at the fact that he never returned the favor.
Getting head was one thing, but giving it was a whole other idea what Pope was ever more terrified of. He tried to bring it up whenever the two of you were intimate together, but he always found some way to talk himself down from it.
It wouldn’t be good anyway, she wouldn’t even want you down there, she would be disgusted.
You never minded going down on him, in fact you loved being able to give Pope the love and pleasure that he deserved. You couldn’t deny the fact that you were having to get yourself off more often due to the more sexual nature of your relationship, but you would never tell Pope that. If he was nervous to receive head, you couldn’t imagine what would happen if you asked him to go down on you. The last thing you wanted to do was push him into something that he was uncomfortable with.
So both if you elected to say nothing of the matter.
It had been another amazingly intimate night for the both of you when Pope finally snapped and felt so horrible. You had crawled back into his lap after getting him off, and while he felt relieved as ever, his face told you a different story.
“What’s on your mind Popey?” You ask, running your fingertips along his jaw.
“You know I don’t just use you as a way to get off right?” He says bluntly.
“Um, yeah Pope, I know that?” You state, but it sounds like more of a question. “What makes you say that?”
“I just, I want you to know that I’m aware that the sexual part of our relationship has been extremely one sided. And I don’t want you to think that I’m just using you or something.”
You couldn’t help but giggle.
“Baby, I know you’re not just using me, our relationship spans much further, it's not just sexual. You show me love in so many other ways Pope-”
“But not in a sexual way.” Pope sighs.
“No, no not in a sexual way, but baby that's okay! It’s still very new for us.”
“I just wanted you to know that I wasn’t trying to ignore the fact that you have needs too. You make me feel so fucking good and I want to make you feel good too, but once again I have nothing to go off of and I don’t want to be horrible.”
“Pope I know that baby, hey” You force him to look into your eyes, “Stop over thinking this so much okay? I’ve told you that nothing is ever gonna be bad with you and me.”
“And I understand the sentiment but-”
“But nothing Pope. It’s something that we have to learn together. As long as it's me and you and we’re on the same page, everything's gonna be amazing” You kiss his forehead.
“Then why have you never mentioned it before? Like, why have you never asked me to go down on you? Do you not want me to?” Pope questions you. You realize then that you not asking him to return the favor maybe has done more harm than good, you have made him doubt himself.
“Pope, of course I want you to, I would love that. But I haven’t asked because I don't want you to feel like you have to. I didn’t want to ask if you weren't ready.”
“That makes sense. But I would rather you bring it up honestly. I felt like you didn’t want me down there.” He admits.
“Pope, I would love nothing more than your head between my legs, but what I need is for you to be ready and confident in yourself, okay?” You finish your sentence with a loving kiss on his lips. “I have to head home baby.”
“Okay, I’ll walk you out.”
After you had left Popes, and had texted him that you had gotten home safely, Pope was left with his head spinning. He wanted nothing more than to show you the same love and pleasure that you had been showing him for the past few weeks, but he had a feeling he would simply show you a mediocre attempt.
He fell asleep that night knowing what he had to do.
A few days later, you, Pope, and all of the Pogues were out surfing for the day. After a few hours, Pope grew tired and sat in the sand, observing you still catching waves like a pro.
“You alright bro?” JJ came to shore, dropping his board and sitting next to Pope.
“Yeah, I actually was hoping to talk to you about something.”
JJ recognized the serious tone in Pope’s voice.
“Anything man.”
“So,” He had no idea where to start. He wasn’t sure how you felt about him telling people about your sexual relationship, and he would hate to betray your trust. “Y/N and I have been, uh, trying some new stuff,” He paused. “Sexually.”
“You guys had sex!?” JJ bursts, suddenly growing proud of his once innocent friend.
“JJ shut up please,” Pope hushes the blond, wanting to keep this private. “No we didn’t. But we’ve been trying other stuff.”
“Okay okay okay, no sex, but Pope, seriously! Like finally you’re getting somewhere dude!”
“Yeah, I know it took long enough.” Pope grins slightly, feeling like he finally was on the same level as his sexually experienced friends.
“When did this happen? And what even happened?”
“A few weeks ago-”
“A few weeks!?”
“JJ!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. So what did you want to talk about?” JJ asks Pope, confused.
“Well, she's more experienced than I am, and she's been, um, let’s just say I have yet to return the favor.”
“What?” JJ furrows his brow, clearly not understanding what Pope was hinting.
“She’s been, you know, and haven’t, you know, for her.” Pope tries to explain, blushing profusely.
“You haven’t gotten her off?!” JJ explodes as he realizes what Pope is trying to say.
“JJ!” Pope shushes JJ again.
“Sorry,” JJ mumbles. “So you mean to tell me that she’s been doing it for you for weeks, and you’ve never gotten her there?”
“Yeah. I have no idea what to do.”
“So you haven’t even tried?”
“No, I don’t want it to be bad.” Pope refuses to meet JJ’s gaze.
“Well, you came to the right man,” JJ jokes slightly, trying to make his uncomfortable and clearly embarrassed friend feel more at ease. “The only piece of advice that’s worth anything is that you just have to listen to her. You can watch all the videos you want, they can be helpful, but every girl is different. You just have to start slow, maybe ask her for a little help, and just see what she responds to and go from there.”
Pope absorbs JJ’s advice.
“I just, I don’t want her to hate it and then never get the chance again you know?”
“Pope, that girl loves you so much, I know for facts that even if you do horribly, it’s not like she’ll never let you near it again. You just have to be confident and forward.”
“I know.” Pope huffs. “I just want her to feel as good as she makes me feel.”
“So she’s good at giving top huh?” JJ teases.
“I’m not discussing this with you JJ.” Pope stands.
“Oh come on just tell me!” JJ exclaims jokingly, knowing that Pope was just trying to keep his sex life private, something that JJ never felt obligated to do.
“Not a chance!” Pope calls, walking towards the water and away from JJ. Pope leaves JJ in the sand as he goes to meet you as you are coming into shore.
“Hey Popey!” He meets you at ankle deep water, walking with you the rest of the way to shore. You both sit down, and you grin as you check your phone. “My house is empty tonight, wanna stay over?” You smile deviously.
“Absolutely.” Pope kisses you. He was gonna do this, and he was gonna do this tonight.
That night, you and Pope were making out heavily, as usual. You were both nearly naked when you progressed towards his hard length. Rather than allowing you to take his underwear off, Pope takes your wrist in his hand, stopping you. You pull away from his kiss, confused.
“I wanna go down on you.” Pope states bluntly. To this, you smile widely and kiss him again.
“Well I’m not gonna say no to that.”
“You just, kinda have to teach me a little. I just want to make sure you enjoy it.”
“Okay Popey, that’s okay. Take all the time you need.”
He was already on top of you, so he kissed you once again, and began kissing down your neck. He loves it when you slowly kiss down his figure, so he tried to repeat the same thing for you. He spends some extra time at your breasts, nipping at them gently. He then works his way down your tummy, placing his lips along a straight line from the valley of your breasts to your belly button, then to the lace of your underwear.
He kisses down your underwear, feeling your wetness through the thin material. He kisses your clothed slit, hoping to tease you a bit, it seems to work as you squirm slightly when he does so. He looks up at you, silently asking for permission. You give him the go ahead, and he lets out a nervous breath before slipping your thong down your legs and to your ankles.
You grow a little anxious as well, being that this was the first time you had ever been completely exposed in front of your boyfriend.
Go slow, listen to her, see what she responds to, be confident.
Be confident. Easier said than done.
Pope kisses your ankle as he takes your underwear completely off of them. He then kisses up your calf, to your inner thigh. He then skips over your heat, leaving small hickeys along your other thigh.
“You teasing me Popey?” You let out a breath, slightly frustrated at the lack of touch where you needed it, but you enjoyed the journey. You also hoped that your joking nature would ease him slightly.
He hums against the soft skin of your legs, telling you that yes indeed he was teasing you. The vibrations so close to your core made your breath hitch. He seemed confident in his actions, making you smile. Pope took this as a sign that he had played with you enough. Wrapping his arms under your thighs, he settles in.
He licks a stripe from your slit to your clit, relieving some of the ache that was there. Once he reached your clit, his nerves took over and he began quickly and feverishly flicking the bud with his tongue.
“Whoa, slow down there Popey.” You instruct him.
“Sorry,” He pulls his lips away from you.
“It’s okay baby, just remember, you’re still working up to fast, start gently, and get faster and harder as I get closer. I can tell you when, if you want okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, okay.” He agrees. He goes back, this time kitten licking you softly. You breathe out in pleasure, reaching a hand to his hair.
“That’s better baby, that feels so good.”
He moves from an up and down motion to circles around your clit, then back again to up and down, loving your responses to his soft touches. Figure eight motions seemed to get a similar response.
“You can use your fingers if you want Popey, if you feel okay with that.” You tell him. “You’re doing so good.” Pope moves his right arm, not taking his mouth off of you. “Oo, Pope, Pope you have to make sure your finger is wet first.” You jump slightly, the new feeling a little uncomfortable.
“Shit, I’m sorry. Did that hurt?” He pulled back, worried that you were in pain.
“No it didn't, it was just a little uncomfortable. It’s okay, come back.”
“I’m sorry,” He tells you, kissing your inner thighs. This time, he licks your throbbing slit, wetting your entrance even more, then he awkwardly wets his finger by putting it into his own mouth. You smile at him, knowing that next time you would suck on his fingers yourself.
He uses his finger to collect some wetness at your entrance, before slowly plunging his index finger into your heat. You hum out in a moan as he does so. Remembering to listen to how your body responds, he slowly pulls his finger half way out, and re enters you again.
Pope recalls something that he had seen in a plethora of videos, and decided to try it. Curling his finger, he repeats come here motions within you. You gasp as he hits your spot, not just a few tries in.
“Oh fuck, keep doing that.” You encourage him. He fingers you, enjoying watching you as you moan, but after a few moments, his lips find your clit, sucking at it while he moves his finger.
This really gets you going.
“Oh my god Pope,” You praise him. He takes this as his queue to pick up the pace, you seemed to be getting closer. He licks your clit a little faster, watching as your body tenses. Both of your hands were on his head now, pulling at his hair. “Fuck you’re doing so good baby don’t stop.”
He flattens his tongue against you, feeling you pulse beneath this touch. Pope gets into a rhythm, and within a few minutes, he knew it was working. Your body was tense, you were squirming and moaning softly, and he wanted to make sure you got off, so he knew he wouldn’t stop until you did. He grew a little worried that he was doing the same motions too much, but you cut off his doubts with those special few words.
“Fuck Pope, I’m so close.”
He smiled against you, and began fingering you faster, flicking your clit with his tongue at the same time. With his other arm, he held you steady as you began shaking.
“Right there, right there, just like that baby, don’t stop.” You encouraged him, and he had no intention of stopping. “Fuck Pope I’m cumming.” You told him with a moan. With that, you came on his tongue and hand, strings of profanity and calls of his name leaving your lips. His motions slowed after you came, working you down softly. Once he decided that you were completely finished, he kissed your inner thighs as he did before, then kissed up your pelvic bone, then to your chest and neck.
You were still breathing heavy as he reached your lips, eyes tightly shut. He gives you a moment to recover, pressing his lips to your jaw and neck lovingly as he holds himself over you.
“Fuck that was so good.” You exasperate. To this, Pope can only smile down at you.
“I’m glad.” He kisses your lips. You could taste yourself on his tongue, and let out a hum at the contact. “Now, we do this every time too.” He tells you. The serious sexual energy was dissipated from the room as he joked.
“I will never say no to that!” You grin.
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