TRICK OR TREAT? - TONY STONEM
female!reader x boyfriend!tony stonem
word count: 754
contents: 18+
Your phone rang as you walked down the pavement, your hand clasped in your sisters. You had promised to take her out for halloween, helping her dress as a fairy, in turn having to cancel on Tony. You regretted it in a way, but you hoped he would understand.
Your hand slid away from your sisters, reaching for your phone, flipping it open and pressing it to your ear, it was Tony.
“ Where are you? ”
“ I told you, I have to take Angela trick or treating. ”
A sigh escaped Tony, you could practically feel his eyeroll through the phone.
“ You’re serious? ”
“ I could come by later.. ”
“ I’ll come by, see you. ”
With that he disconnected the call.
A huff left your lips, your hand finding its way back to Angela’s. You walked around for almost two hours, finding yourself out until nine.
“ Last house Angie, then we gotta get home. ”
Holding her hand, you reached the last house, ringing the doorbell. Watching as the door opened as a sweet old lady placed chocolate in both your hands.
When you got home that evening you were quick to put Angela to bed, pressing a kiss to her forehead before climbing the stairs to your bedroom.
You moved about in the darkness of your room, slipping off your jeans and sweater, tossing them down into your hamper, leaving you to stand in only a bra and underwear.
Suddenly you heard the creak of a floor board, brow furrowing, you faced the darkness.
“ Hello? ”
With one small step towards your bed, you felt arms wrap around your waist, yanking you back against someone. A scream left your lips, but was quickly silenced by a hand covering your mouth. Your legs kicked, your body thrashed, and squirmed, desperate to get away.
“ Hey, Hey! Stop it’s me. ”
Quickly you turned to face the person, it was just Tony. Your hands flew up, shoving him back, a scowl on your face.
“ God! You asshole! ”
Your hand shot out, slapping Tony across the face, the anger evident, but with no real malice. Tony knew that, his arms coming out to slither around your waist, his lips finding your neck in the dark.
“ You liked it.. A dark figure in your room.. Touching you.. wanting you. ”
Your eyes rolled, but you knew Tony was right, you liked it.
“ Shut up.. Twat. ”
A smirk grew across Tony’s face, you always told him to shut up when he was right. His hands slid upwards, cupping your breasts through the cups of your bra.
“ You liked it. ”
His teeth sank into your neck, nipping at the soft skin, while his hands slid further down. Fingers toying with the lace of your panties, a soft whine left your lips.
“ Don’t tease Tone.. ”
He hummed softly against your neck, his fingers dipping in, slowly rubbing your clit. His lips covered your neck in hickies and bites, he wanted everyone to know you were his.
Slowly his fingers withdrew, his hands coming up to shove you down on the bed. A laugh escaped you as Tony came tumbling down on top of you, lips pressing to any inch of bare skin. Hands slid up, yanking off your bra, before tearing off your panties. Your eyes widened as he sank into you, with no time to adjust his hips were slamming against yours. Tony’s hand came up, pinning you down by the back of your neck, his hips pounding against yours. You couldn’t breathe, every thrust knocked the breath from your lungs, each filthy word making you grow all the more wet.
You were beginning to see stars, still pinned under Tony, your second orgasm approaching, or was it your third? You couldn’t even remember your own name let alone how many times you had cum. Tears streamed down your cheeks, your lips puffy and glossy, sounds escaping passed them Tony had never heard before.
Tony’s hips rutted forward, pushing deeper, shoving you further into the mattress. Your cries were muffled by the sheets, your drool and tears soaking into the fabric. Your eyes sealed shut, feeling your third orgasm crash over you. Tony couldn’t hold back, a groan leaving his lips, head falling back, he came inside you.
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Slowly he slipped from your warmth, watching as his cum leaked down your thighs before collapsing beside you. His fingers came up, brushing hair from your face, moving closer to press a gentle kiss to your lips.
“ Happy Halloween. ”
A lazy smile graced your lips, curling closer to him.
“ Twat. ”
