STUDY BREAK : NSFW ONESHOT
smartgirl!reader x prefame!gunner
Gunner is your best friend, despite the fact you are complete opposites. He is high 24/7 and a wannabe rapper while you are a straight A student with a bright future. One night he comes over to your house so you can help him study for his upcoming test, he doesn’t care about school but if he fails he has to retake the class. After a little he starts to lose focus so you have to come up with different methods to keep him locked in, but you guys end up getting “distracted”
a/n: also apparently I need to clarify this but nett is NOT a minor in this oneshot, what I mean by prefame gunner is if he wasn’t famous right now, not him before he got famous irl. also sorry if this is really long & also it’s not proofread!!
Warnings: MDNI, oral (fem receiving), p in v, losing v card, pet names, lmk if I should add more!
You and Gunner are sitting on your bedroom floor, divided by a pile of notebooks, paper, and pens. You’re typing something onto your laptop while Gunner just sits there staring at you.
“What?” You say with a little scoff, finally noticing the way he’s been watching you the whole time. He just shrugs like an idiot before standing up and walking to your window. “Gunner. No. No smoking. You can smoke after you actually get a question right.” You scold, he just looks up at you with big puppy eyes, which makes you roll your eyes.
“Well maybe if it wasn’t so fucking boring” he mumbles under your breath, but you don’t pick up on what he’s saying. “What?” You say unfocused, glaring into your laptops bright screen. “Nothin, I just think we should have more fun with it” he shrugs, to which you reply “like how, Gunner?”
10 minutes later Gunner is missing both his hoodie and shirt. The deal was every time he gets a question wrong he has to take one item of clothing off, and when he gets one right, you do. Gunner groans loudly as you start to ask another question, but to both of your guyss surprises, his face lights up.
Your face flushes and before he can even answer the question, which he clearly somehow knows the answer to, you begin talking “okay I don’t know why I agreed to this we’re done here” he chuckles before replying “uh-uh, not so fast. Take your shirt off” you immediately scoff, “no! Perv I’m not taking my shirt off.” “Yes you are, that’s the deal” he persists.
Before you know it he’s trying to tug your shirt up and off of you making both of you laugh uncontrollably. Quickly though, he slips up, accidentally landing on top of you on the carpeted floor. You both pause for a second, your hands on his chest trying to push him off of you stopping dead in their tracks and both of your laughs cut off suddenly. “Okay fine! I’m taking it off!” You reluctantly agree, breaking the silence and pushing him off of you before yanking off your shirt in the least sexy way possible, leaving you in just your bra and sweatpants.
Of course you just had to wear your prettiest bra today, a lacy light pink one that has little rhinestones on it even, not that you need it, since you’re a virgin, but it’s pink and pretty. He immediately notices and his gaze lingers on your chest for way too long. “Okay stop staring let’s go to the next question” you say awkwardly.
“Nah I don’t wanna study no more…” his voice trails off as he shamelessly looks you up and down. “Gunner stop it” you protest. He laughs his gaze finally meeting your face, “why you got that anyways, not like there’s anyone to impress.” He teases you, which in a way stings, even though you know he’s joking. You roll your eyes before picking your shirt back off the floor, going to pull it back over your head but he stops you, taking it from your hand before you get the chance to put it back on.
You both pause again, your bodies suddenly feeling drawn together despite the pile of papers between you. “Are your parents home?” Gunner asks, his voice dropping an octave. “No.” You say innocently, your voice breaking a little.
Before either of you can think gunner presses his lips into yours, pulling away for a second to make sure you’re okay with it and then leaning back into it again. He moves his hand to cup your jaw, carefully pulling you closer as the kiss grows slower and more desperate.
“Wait.” you stop, slowly pulling away just enough to be able to talk. “What?” Gunner mutters, staring at your lips. “Just… I don’t know I’ve never made out like this before…” you say innocently, because of course you’ve made out with some guys before but never in the way he’s kissing you now, and it only makes him want you more. “Cmon lemme teach you” he pleads, and you quickly lean back in to kiss him again, crawling over the notebooks and papers between you two.
Gunner pulls you into his lap, leaning his back on the edge of the bed without breaking the kiss. Your hands move to his bare chest, kissing him slowly and needy with quiet little whines every once in a while.
The kiss goes on like that for a couple minutes, just feeling each other and as time goes on you can’t help but need him more and more. His hands trace along your waist and back up to your chest, cupping your breasts over your bra for a second and then moving them to behind you to unclip your bra. “You wanna do this?” He asks, his voice rusty with desire. You don’t say anything, you just nod your head, staring into his eyes with the same lustful look he has in his.
He throws your bra aside before speaking again, “stand up” you listen immediately, crawling off of him and standing up before he follows behind you. You can feel Gunners hand on your back, moving your hair to your shoulder and pressing a gentle kiss on your shoulder, his hands wrapped tightly around your waist. You turn around to look at him, your arms resting on his shoulders as you kiss him desperately.
Suddenly he lifts you up by your hips and tosses you on to the bed, crawling over you and pressing his lips into your neck immediately. Your hands rest on his shoulders and dance along his neck and hair as he leaves little hickeys along your neck and collarbone before moving down to your chest.
Gunner works his way down your chest and stomach, leaving little love bites and sloppy kisses along the way until he reaches your sweatpants, he looks up at you with big eyes for approval to which you nod your head. He hooks his fingers in the waistband of your sweatpants, slowly tugging them down your legs and tosses them on the ground until you’re sitting in front of him in just your panties.
You open your legs, he chuckles softly at the little wet spot already on your underwear before pressing a gentle kiss into your thigh, making your whole body tingle. Slowly, he starts removing your panties too, watching intensely as they trail down your legs until they join the pile of clothes scattered across your floor.
He presses a little kiss on your clit, making you gasp as you look down at him, your heart beating fast with anticipation and need as he starts to suck your clit, looking up at you with the same doe eyes he always does. Gunner uses his hands to push your hips wider, licking and sucking at you slowly. You whine quietly as Gunner picks up his pace. With one hand Gunner moves down to slowly push one finger inside of you, making you gasp again.
He pushes his finger in and out, adding another one as you throw your head back on the pillow, your quiet gasps and whines driving him insane. Suddenly, he stops. Your head snaps back up to see him quickly yanking off his sweatpants and boxers, making you nervous all of a sudden. “Relax, I got you ma” he assures as he reaches into the pocket of his sweatpants on the floor, grabbing a condom.
He holds the condom in his hand and crawls back onto the bed with you, trying to calm you down as his free hand gently settles on your waist and his lips press into your neck again. You cup his jaw, bringing his face back into yours to kiss him. He twists around so he’s on top of you now, kissing your jaw and back to your lips. “Are you sure?” Gunner asks, he’s not usually this sweet with girls, you know that because he always has to tell you every time he meets a girl at some underground rap party or has a one night stand, but he also knows you’re a virgin.
You nod your head, giving him a little “mhm”. He rips the condom open with his teeth before sliding it on, using his hands to spread your legs wider. He teasingly slides his length against your clit, making you whine and making him chuckle before slowly pushing into you, watching every twist your face makes as you gasp, gripping the sheets to adapt to the pain. He pauses inside of you for a second, watching you adjust before pulling back out and then pushing back in.
He sets a steady but slow pace, watching you watch where you’re connected. He keeps that pace painfully long until he can tell you’re pretty much adjusted and then picks it up. Your hands rest on Gunners shoulders, gently squeezing as he pushes into you, little gasps coming out with every thrust.
Gunner groans quietly as his pace picks up, needing more of you. “You good ma?” His voice almost breaks when he says it, his hands moving to cup your breasts. You nod your head, making his brows furrow, “cmon lemme hear you then” he replies. You wrap your legs tighter around his waist, bringing him closer into you as he starts to hit the perfect spot for both of you, which makes you start to whine a little louder “yeah that’s right, show me how good it feels” he pleads as he picks up his pace even more.
“Holy shit…” you pant out, your head dipping deeper into the pillows and your hands starting to scratch slightly on his neck and shoulders. “Gunner- I can’t- fuck…” you continue, mumbling words that make no sense. You’d always been told having sex for the first time wouldn’t actually feel good, it would just hurt, but for some reason the fact that it’s Gunner, your best friend, and the way he already knows how to make you feel so good, makes the pain melt away, leaves you in a bliss of pleasure and lust.
He chuckles again, leaning down to kiss down your shoulder and chest and then to your lips. You can tell he’s already close but is trying to make you finish first. He brings a hand down between your legs, circling your clit at the same pace he’s thrusting into you, driving you insane. “Come on baby, come on my dick” he begs, which is just enough to make you do so. You bring a hand to cover your mouth, shutting your eyes tight as you feel your legs starting to shake slightly.
He uses his free hand to snatch your hand away from your mouth, his voice shaky as he doesn’t brake his pace with either his hand or thrusts “no let me hear you”. His words finally send you completely over the edge and with a loud moan you cum, he fucks you through your orgasm before he chases after his own. His pace goes impossibly fast until his hips start to stutter and his head drops into the corner of your neck, sucking hard as he finally finishes.
He collapses onto you, catching his breath before finally rolling off to let you breath to. You lay there, panting, then rolling onto your side to face him. He looks over at you, laughing slightly “how was it?” He asks, you can’t think of how to properly form a sentence anymore, all you can get out is “holy shit..” which makes him laugh more.
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