Would you be down to write a ruggie x fem!reader who is ovulating hardcore and like can’t stop ridding him lol
Honey
Pairing: Ruggie Bucchi x Female Reader
Warnings: ovulation, p in v, porn no plot, cock hungry, riding, unprotected sex, biting, multiple rounds
Ruggie’s back hits the mattress with a soft thud, his ears twitching as you straddle him without a word. Your hands plant on his chest, nails digging into his skin while your soaked pussy grinds down against the hard length of his cock. You’re dripping, slick coating him in one slow drag from base to tip, and the moment his swollen head catches at your entrance you sink down in one greedy motion.
“Fuck—!” Ruggie’s voice cracks into a laugh that melts into a groan. His hands fly to your hips, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise, but you don’t give him time to adjust. You lift and drop, riding him with frantic, wet slaps that echo through the room. Every time you bottom out his cock punches deep, stretching you open, and you moan loud and shameless, chasing the next thrust like you’ll die without it.
Your thighs burn but you don’t slow. You roll your hips in tight circles, grinding your clit against the base of his cock every time you sit flush. Slick runs down his shaft, soaking his balls, and Ruggie’s tail thrashes against the sheets. “Shit, you’re soaked,” he pants, eyes half-lidded while he watches your tits bounce. “Ovulating, huh? Can’t get enough of my cock?”
You answer by slamming down harder, pussy clenching around him like a vice. The wet squelch of every bounce fills the air. You lean forward, bracing on his chest, and ride him faster—short, desperate strokes that keep him buried deep while your walls flutter and squeeze. Ruggie’s hips jerk up to meet you, thrusting into your greedy cunt, but you stay in control, using his cock exactly how you need it.
Sweat beads on your skin. Your breath comes in ragged gasps. Every time his cock drags over that perfect spot inside you, your vision whites out and you moan his name like a prayer. You don’t stop. You can’t. Your pussy milks him greedily, slick gushing around his shaft with every brutal drop of your hips. Ruggie’s nails prick your skin, his voice breaking into growls and curses while you use him, riding him through wave after wave of raw, aching need.
You lean down and bite his shoulder, pussy pulsing hard around his cock as another orgasm crashes through you. Your walls clamp down, fluttering and sucking at him, but you don’t lift off. You keep grinding, keep bouncing, keep taking every inch like you’ll never be full enough. Ruggie’s laugh is breathless and wrecked. “Damn, you’re really not stopping, are you?”
Your only answer is another hard slam of your hips, another wet slap of skin on skin, another hungry clench that drags a broken moan from his throat while you ride him straight into the next round.
