angel wings - f. wolfhard
“Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”
“It ripped out my wings, so yes, it did hurt.”
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synopsis: she's a model about to walk, but he is needy and wants a taste before the rest
mentions of: 18+ mdni, fingering, p in v. unprotected, voyeurism, pet names? lowercase, not proofread!!!
wc: 2.4k
it was the day of the show. she was dressed in pink lace, with the heaviest wings. her hair was blown out and her makeup with sparkly. it wasn't her first runway, she walked for different designers, but this was different. she dreamed of this day when she was a teen. the day was finally here and she was glowing with confidence.
“I like your costume, you look very cute.” her lanky boyfriend walked into her dressing room. he was blushing and trying to keep his eyes to the floor
“Are you making fun of me?” she goes up to him and wraps her hands around his neck to make him face her
"what nooo" he chuckles blowing cold air to her face to see how her hair blows, he was mesmerized with her beauty
"finn, stop... im already freezing" she fusses under his touch trying to get away
"oh please you're barely even wearing clothes" he says biting his lips, wrapping his fingers through her lace panties almost ready to remove them from her body
"do you like what you see or soemthing" she brushed her fingers along his jaw to guide him back to her eyes, something that has always captivated him. but today, today she were dazzling with or without the lack of clothes
"you know i always do" he presses his forehead to hers biting his bottom lip as she pulls away, sensing what he truly wants
"i can't fuck up the lip gloss" she says with an innocent smile
“oh cmon don’t be such a tease” Finn brings his hands down to her ass earning a Yelp from her lips
“finn you’re not even allowed back here” she plants her hand on his black suit covered chest
"ill be quick and wont make a mess i promise" he says with lust covered eyes basically pouring out his face, biting his bottom lip as his pants grow tighter.
"finn i'm serious, i cant ruin the outfit, its wayy to expensive" she tries to plea but she really does want to take finn right here right now
"i wont ruin whatever this is, polyester?" he says looking at her through heavy eyes
"finn!" she says playfully hitting his shoulder "if we're going to do this, it has to be quick" with a quick eagerness finn pins her to the wall in one swift motion, burying his face in her neck
“You really are just bad ideas, wrapped inside a pretty body.” finn leaves open mouthed kisses down her body right before trying to go for a kiss
"finn you cant leave any marks, i swear ill break up with you" she says lacing her fingers into his hair, bringing his eyes to face her, to make her point across. she never mentioned breaking up with him, unless it was for serious reasons only.
"yes angel" he brushes his fingers along her jaw to commit to kissing her, this time she doesn't protest. he grabs one of her legs as he brings it to his waist. she was taller than normal, wearing silver sparkly five inch heels, that brought them face to face. he pins her hands above her head, as his other hand goes between their bodies, down to her core, making her squirm under his touch
"oh i was such a tease" scoffing, biting her bottom lip as they make eye contact, her eyes fighting to stay open, but imagining what he would do to her right now, was too much
“I can’t concentrate, when you look at me like that.” he confesses as he dances around her core, seeing how wet she has already became and he hasn't even touched her yet
“Well, you should be concentrating on me instead, so…” she says fighting to touch his hair and kiss him passionately, her eyes scanning between his eyes and lips, finn letting go of her hands to let her do what she so pleases. with that she wraps her body around finn's making him stumble back to the makeup desk.
"oh fuck my bad" he says as some products fall and break on the floor, scratching the back of his neck nervously with a shit eating grin
"as long as it's not this outfit, its replaceable" she says, more pink tint rising to her face, finn slightly carrying her to sit on the desk
"Aww, you’re blushing. I like that look on you.” he goes back to kissing her biting her bottom lip, earning a moan from her lips, something he has never gotten bored of, he brings one of his down to her core and begins to rub between the cloth and her core, making her role her head back and bucking her hips to get more than he was giving
"we don't have much time" she goes to reach to unclasp her bra, but he swats her hands away
"i wanna fuck you in this" he says pushing her bra just a bit up and leaving a mark where no one would be able to see, but the two of them. she began to moan more repeatedly now, making it the right time for finn to add his fingers between her folds. going at a medium pace, letting his thumb massage her clit, leading her to give a loud pornographic moan that would defintly gain the attention of her other coworkers
"angel, i love your noises, but try to stay a bit more quiet" he moves his eyes to see how fucked out she already looked, and he only had two of his long fingers in her, pushing the limits he adds another, seeing how fast she would unravel.
her hands were wrapped around his neck, pulling at his hair every so often. as his other free hand wrapped around her hair and guided to move her head to the side, revealing her neck more. he began to lick and kiss near her ear, leaving love marks there too. gaining more moans from her mouth. he pumps his fingers at a faster pace at her core as she leans her back to the mirror behind her. her hair getting messier by the second. finn begins to trail kisses down her body, stopping at her core. moving the lace panties to the side and beginning his attack, licking while still fingering her.
the contrast of the rough, demanding feel of his tongue with the soft, needy sounds she's forced to stifle, when he sucks too hard or licks with enough pressure, groaning each time her legs begin to put pressure to his head, sending pleasant vibrations to her core. his nose buries in the soft space. tongue flicking up sharply against her walls. then he plunges his tongue deep inside her hole to taste you fully.
his lower face is coated in slick, his tongue is thick and greedy as it drives into her dripping hole repeatedly. he pulls back just enough to spit on her pussy to get it even wetter and sloppier, one hand sliding down between her legs to press two thick fingers into her hole. the intrusion makes her jolt and drop more makeup from the vanity "listen to you," he mutters, sounding a bit out of breath from nearly suffocating himself in her pussy a second ago.
his fingers curl deep, nudging that sweet spot inside her repeatedly with his fingertips, then burying the digits in her knuckle deep. he fucks them into her so deep it makes her cunt pulse around him.
"look at me" she gasps between words and brings her hands to his hair. making eye contact with him only made her closer to finishing. his nose bumping against her core, earning a low moan from her, as she bit her bottom lip. every yank of his hair he goes harder in attempts to get her to finish.
"cum for me pretty" he coos as she let's out a scream and then her whole body locks up. warmth in the pit of her tummy; her legs tremble, and her pussy gushes with a sudden, helpless rush right into his face. he doesn't flinch or pull away. he tongue fucks her through her first orgasm, lapping it all up like he's starving, spreading you wider as her cum drips down his face.
"one more round before hitting the road" finn says leaning in to kiss her, with her juices all over his mouth. their tongues fighting for dominance as they both try to unbuckle his belt and pants along the way "someone is eager" he says smiling through the kiss
"takes one to know one" she spits back, as she grabs his length from his boxers, he's pulsing and veiny. a yelp being heard under his breath by her touch, he wastes no time and grabs his dick, sliding it over her cunt, coating it with her juices. he gives no warning as he sticks it all the way in and bottoms out. making her slam into the mirror almost breaking it. she whines as tears threaten to escape her eyes and ruin her makeup. he quickly wipes them away knowing all too much the argument they would get into if it did happen.
"look at yourself you're so wet for me" he says biting his bottom lip as she trails down between them. he completely pulls out, slightly aggressively grabs her and bends her over the vanity so she can see her reaction to him pounding into her
she whines desperate to look at him, but she's too focused on not wanting to let anyone hear the commotion and sounding like a whore that she can't even see her reflection.
"look at that," he huffs out, dragging his cock halfway out before shoving it back in harder this time, making the table creak. "squeezing that hard and i haven't even fucked you yet." finn wasn't girthy... but he was longgg
his hands tangle into her hair, earning a low moan; her ass stays tipped high, cunt helplessly wrapped around him, twitching every time he drags that long cock out and thrusts back in deep.
"oh my-fuck!" you squeak against the table, nails scratching weakly onto the glass in an attempt to regather your bearings. no matter how many times she fucks him, it was a feeling she would never get used to, it's like losing her virginity all over again, trying to run away from the addicting sensation of his cock, deep inside you. her body jolts each time he fucks into her, and her breath comes out ragged and panted as she let out weak little moans and curses each time he hits too deep inside, already overstimulated from her first orgasm.
she covers her mouth with her hand to try and stay quiet, when finn shoves into her a little too rough, but he hears how she fall apart regardless. hears the wet slap of his cock sinking into her cunt. "just for me," he mutters, leaning in again to whisper into her ear. from all the people outside waiting to see her debut for victoria's secret as an angel. he has her all to himself in a dressing room, wrapped around his finger. "bent over in a dressing room with your mouth shut and your cunt dripping on the floor." this new position makes him push into you even deeper, his balls pushed up right against your entrance.
she bites her lip hard almost drawing blood to ensure her to keep quiet, but it's proving to be nearly impossible with how hard he's pounding into her soaked cunt. one hand gripped hard onto her waist as his other other hand snakes down to her pussy and reaches the spot where she's stretched wide around him; where he's buried all the way to the base and her slick is dripping down from his fingers before all around his balls. he presses his thumb into the sensitive skin where her folds meet his cock, pushing her swollen pussy lips open just enough to watch how she clenches back around him on instinct.
his cock throbs inside her consistently, and his thrusts are getting slower, deeper, and sloppier. her ass bounces with each thrust and her pussy's makes more noise than her with all the juices lapping up as he fills you
her eyes roll back when he grinds in again, "c'mon finn, finish for m-me, its almost time" she slurs, her hips try to jerk away from the intensity of it. doesn't work. finn cannot get enough of this view, he see's her phone with the pink polka dots case on and reaches his hands over it, her eyes following his antics as he goes to her camera, recording this to send to himself later, for safe keeping obvi? maybe a tradition before every show
she couldn't help but moan of seeing this every now and then when she misses him since he's off to projects, she puts on her best performance even before the show starts.
"f-finn im closee," she begs again. in response he rubs his fingers faster on her clit that makes her cry out as her pussy clamps down tight around him. her second orgasm hits hard and fast, watery cum oozing out of her in splurts and coating his cock. drenching the pink lace panties thy she has to wear to to show. he groans when he feels she squeezes around him, hips stuttering.
"squeezing me too tight, can't move angel." he chokes, cock spasming inside her. if she doesnt quit clamping on him, he's going to cum inside her, but he can’t ruin the glitter and oil covered all over her body so he has no other option that shoot inside her, her cunt mixed of both of their cum dripping down her leg as she lets out a breathy moan trying to catch her breath. she looks deep into his eyes as he looks at her. fogging up the mirror with the body heat. some cum on her ass as he pulls out. quickly he grabs a random shirt from the room and cleans her up and on her feet. as she begins to standup again she thanks all gods above her that her makeup wasn’t running and making mental note to ask the makeup
right when it was her turn to walk down the runway, with pink lace and a new blowout. oozing confidence as if nothing happened. her walking was normal to anyone but finn and her. she was walking with a limp and when it came to the end of the runway. she winks and bows a kiss to finn, ending it with a nail bite and walking back
“you lucky fucker” one of finn’s friend says to him earning a chuckle from him lips