content w: 18+ nsfw teasing, licking through panties, f reader, implied free use
as you're lazing about on the mattress and watching tv, your husband steps inside from the hallway.
he doesn't say anything yet, merely lets his gaze wander from your outstretched legs to your slowly rising and falling chest.
your eyes are still glued to the tv. an essayist talking about some game you've never heard of before, but still grabs your interest.
he's made it further inside, calmly making his way to where you sit. he sits down at the foot of the bed, turned at the hip to just watch you. his eyes keep falling down to the same spot; right where your nightgown has ridden up and stops just below your stomach, revealing a sliver of your panties.
at this point you feel his unmoving eyes on you, not that you mind. your hand rests atop your stomach, idly scratching near your navel through the soft fabric of your attire.
"hi, hun." your words are plain, distracted. he answers with a quiet hum and a nod.
he gets up to reposition himself, now sitting right next to where you're laying, facing you now. the warmth radiating from your skin seeps into his own.
his big hands slowly guide their way to your legs, gliding up over your calf and then to your thighs. he sinks his thumbs in the giving flesh, watching as his digits bounce up when he releases.
"having fun?" you hum, almost bored. but he can tell you're just interested in tv at the moment.
he responds with another short grunt and nod, expression unreadable.
then he's pushing your nightgown up and out of the way, giving himself a clearer view of your light panties, and the way the fabric is taking shape of your plush lips.
his finger slowly drags along your inner thigh to trace up and over your mound.
there's some fluttering of your lashes, yet you remain mostly relaxed. still and calm despite the now steady growing arousal in your system.
he's too busy staring between your thighs to look at your reactions. his index finger presses down right where your clit is hidden beneath the soft cotton, causing your thighs to twitch.
he drags both hands to your waistband and gives it a small upwards tug, making your panties cling to your folds. your clit press against the fabric, warmth pooling and making it tacky.
the tight feeling makes your breath hitch, gaze briefly falling to where his hands sit, before looking away again.
no matter, he's more focused on leaning down, bringing his face near. his lips close around your pulsing clit through your soft panties, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth, dragging his tongue flat over it to taste you. his breathing is measured, hot against your skin while he huffs your scent.
"h..honey.." you moan, hips quickly twitching and squirming.
he doesn't move away, continuing to tongue you through the light patterned cotton, licking up any slick that's starting to seep through and mix with his saliva. "hm?"
"mmh.. making a mess of my– ooh.."
your eyes flutter shut, hips arching towards his eager mouth.
he pulls away with a wet smack of his lips, leaving a warm, wet spot there that's growing bigger. the cool air in the room blows against it, causing a shiver to run through you.
he soon starts pulling your panties down, peeling the soaked thing away from your folds like unwrapping a gift, then tosses them without breaking eye contact with your pussy. he lays flat on his stomach between your legs, resting those big hands on your thighs, thumbs caressing your skin.
his nose bumps against your clit, mouth hovering slick folds. his eyes–heavylidded–slowly trail up your body before meeting your gaze. "i'll clean up the mess then."
a/n: tryinggg n failing to get back into writing smut. everyone just gonna be teased in my fics idk
