Hiii can you do a smut & fluff #144 and #145 that leads into #165 and #173 (first prompt list) for pedro pascal?🤍 I was thinking maybe like a ‘reader woke up in the middle of the night and is bugging pedro’ troupe?🤍🤍
Of course!! I did change the slight ‘bugging Pedro troupe’ to being comforted by Pedro! I hope this works!!
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The Nightmare
Warnings: Smut, Fluff
You gasped as you sat up, a light layer of sweat on your forehead as you tried to catch your breath. Whatever you were dreaming of, was enough to get your heartbeat rising, and enough to get you to wake up as if you just ran a 5k. You sat there, looking around your room, seeing the soft light from the moon peeking through the curtains shining brightly on the floor, the soft breeze from the cracked window moving the curtain lightly, chills running up your back as you felt the breeze touch your heated skin.
The soft groaning of the door snapped you out of your daze, head whipping to the door, seeing the older man peeking through the crack. “You okay?” He spoke softly, pushing the door wider as he stepped in, leaning against the frame, arms crossed over his chest. You took in what he was wearing, a soft t-shirt and shorts, bare legs crossed at the ankle, his eyes trained on you. You nodded softly, dragging your knees up to your chest. “You sure?” He raised an eyebrow, a small smile on his face. “Heard you twisting and turning from the guest room.” You groaned softly, closing your eyes,
“Just a nightmare.” You mumbled, turning back to the window, eyes trained on the curtain as it moved again, as if some grabbed it and flicked it away. A soft creak from the floor rang through the room, hearing Pedro’s movements as he stepped into your room, closing the door behind him as he walked towards your bed. Pedro has always been a great friend of yours, being by your side ever since you met him. ANd much like now, you always had a place for him to stay if he ever came into town.
“Move over.” He whispered,nudging you with his hand. You watched him out of the corner of your eye, scooting to the side, feeling the bed dip as he sat down, leaning back onto your pillows, a hand behind his head.
“what are you doing?” You mumbled, looking back at him, raising an eyebrow at him.
“Sticking with you, making sure you stop being such a baby.” He smirked, the slight teasing tone in his sleepy voice was enough to make you smile, already feeling yourself calm down as he laid there next to you. You rolled your eyes, flopping back onto the bed, head hitting the pillows next to him. “Go back to bed.” He spoke softly, turning his head towards you. You looked back at him, seeing that tired expression over his face. Whatever the dream was, it was far from your mind as you looked at him. There were always those feelings there for him, no matter how hard you tried to shove those feelings down, they always came back up.
You shifted on the bed, laying on your side as you looked at Pedro, a smile on his face as he watched you get comfortable, and he soon followed, turning on his side, facing you, a hand under his head supporting him. You smiled as he looked at you. “What?” You whispered.
“What was your nightmare about?” He whispered back, his hand reaching up and tugging the blanket over your exposed shoulder. You tried to suppress the shiver that ran down your spine as you felt his finger tips brush against your skin.
“I don’t know.” You mumbled, trying to rake your mind about what it could have been. “There was just... something horrible to it.” Another shiver running through your body as the breeze washed over you. Pedro noticed, adjusting himself as he lifted the blanket up, scooting closer to you as he nustled himself under the blanket.
“Jesus, you’re cold.” He mumbled, his hand rubbing against your upper arm. You nodded, feeling your whole body heat up as he touched you. He scooted even closer, tugging you to him as he laid on his back, pulling you to his chest. “Is this okay?” He whispered, his breath tickling your ear. You took a deep breath, nodding as you settled against him, feeling his heat coat you in warmth. You tried to stop the rush of heat that went to your core as you laid against him, feeling his chest rise and fall. This was only as friends. Laying with him. He was comforting you as a friend. But the way your heart rate was picking up, more from him than the nightmare, you could not go back to sleep.
The two of you laid there, the silence loud as he held you, a hand on the small of your back, his thumb rubbing small circles. No matter how long the two of you laid there, and no matter how long you kept your eyes shut, you couldn’t fall asleep, and you knew why. You looked up at Pedro, seeing that he was looking up at the ceiling, eyes blinking as he just stared. “What are you thinking about?” You mumbled to him. He looked down at you, taking in your sleepy form.
“Everything.” He smiled, his fingers trailing softly along your arm that laid across his chest. The intimate touches make your heart flutter. “You?”
“Everything.” You repeated back with a smile, your fingers messing with the hem of his shirt, fingers dipping into the neck line, softly grazing against his skin. You heard the hitch in his breath as you touched his skin, your eyes following your fingers as you traced random shapes along his skin. You felt as if every place on your body that he was touching was on fire, the hand on your arm, the hand on your back, you felt as if you were burning up underneath the blanket with him. And you were sure he felt the same. The way the hand on your back grabbed you a little harder, almost tugging you closer. A line was being crossed. Maybe that line was crossed when he first got into your bed, but there was no going back. The beating of your heart was thumping against your ribs, goosebumps rising on your skin as the hand on your back slowly lifted your shirt up, his warm hand sprawled across your soft skin, nails softly digging into your skin. You looked back up at him, finding that his eyes were already on you, the tension rising in the room. “Pedro…” You spoke softly, but he knew exactly what you meant.
He reached for you, cupping the back of your head, pulling you slightly towards him as he leaned down. It felt as if time stopped as you leaned forward, meeting him halfway, when finally his lips touched yours. It was hesitant, lips moving against one another, both of you so unsure of what was happening. You pulled away, feeling his breath fan along your lips, nose bumping against one another. Your eyes fluttered open, seeing his eyes were already opened, staring back at you. The line was crossed, and neither of you cared.
You leaned back up, lips crashing together, his hand slipping into your hair, grabbing against the roots, keeping you close as you tasted him. He groaned softly as you clenched his shirt, lips passionately moving, a bit more urgency as the two of you held one another. Pedro grinned against your lips, holding you as if you were going to slip from his hands. He kissed you harder, deeper as he held you, his hands leaving trails of fire as he touched you. “Pedro.” You moaned against his lips, feeling him moan in response to your sounds. You molded against him, as if your whole body was melting as he touched you. He moaned your name, hands grabbing you greedly.
You were completely mesmerized by him, the way it felt as if his hands were made to be touching you, his whole body pulling you in. He reached down, a hand grabbing at your waist, brushing against the slope of your ass, grabbing the plump flesh of your thighs, pulling it up and over his waist. You gasp softly, feeling your clothed core brushed against his thigh. His hand tightened on your thigh, fingers digging into the flesh as he felt your thigh brush against the tent in his shorts, hips bucking softly at the feeling. “I’m sorry.” He gasped, pulling away from you, resting his forehead against yours as you tried to catch your breath, a soft smile on your face as you Pedro did the same. You shook your head, speechless as he caressed your body. You gasped softly as the hand on your back moved, feeling up your back, a soft groan coming from Pedro as he felt that you weren’t wearing a bra. “Jesus.” He mumbled to himself, pulling you against him, practically on top of him as your chest pressed against his.
“Pedro.” You whimpered softly, feeling your sensitive nipples brush against the fabrics, sending electricity through your body.
“Do you like it when I touch you like this?” He mumbled, seeing the way you reacted to him barely touching you. Your reactive body only spurring him on to keep touching you. You nodded, feeling as if you were in a haze, a lustful haze as he continued to touch you. You bit your bottom lip,taking initiative as you pushed yourself up, swinging a leg over his hips, hair falling around your shoulders as you looked down at the blissful man. Pedro stared in amazement as you settled yourself on him, a soft gasp leaving both of your lips as you brushed against the large tent, feeling yourself getting wetter as you continued.
His hands moved up your legs, squeezing at your hips, eyebrows furrowing slightly as you bucked at the feeling, brushing against his length. “We don’t have to.” He whimpered, swallowing as you grinded against him. You shook your head, planting your hands on his chest as you leaned down, kissing his chin as you moved down. You felt the way his body simply melted beneath you.
“I want to.” you mumbled against his neck, dragging your lips across his skin, tasting him as you continued your assault. He groaned and moaned into your ear, hips bucking against yours as you nipped at his ear. Your reassurance and lips were enough to get Pedro going.
“Lay back.” He growled, grabbing your hips and flipping the two of you over. You fell back with a small huff, a smile on your face as Pedro settled himself between your legs, leaning back on his knees. You felt the tightness in your stomach as you watched him cross his arms, grabbing the hem of his shirt and lifting it over his head, a soft shudder leaving your lips as he fell back on you, lips smashing against yours. He was desperate, needing to take what he could from you, what he wanted from you for so long, and now that you were here, in his arms, willing to give yourself to him, he was going to take everything he could.
You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, feeling the muscles in his back flex as he held himself above you, a groan coming from deep in his chest as he felt your fingers dig into him. You were a trembling mess in his hands, your body so responsive to his touch. “God, I’ve wanted you since forever.” He hummed, pulling away from you, staring down at your heaving body. Your face was flushed, mouth parted as you took deep breaths, hair sprawled on the pillow beneath you. He swore, you were the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.
He looked down, hooking a finger underneath your shirt, tugging it suggestively. “Can I?” He smirked, knowing your answer already. You nodded, your mouth dry. “Use your words.” He chuckled.
“Yes Pedro.” You breathed, goosebumps rising on your skin as you felt his hands brush against your skin, lifting the shirt up. You bit your bottom lip, sitting up, letting him pull the shirt off of you, feeling the cool breeze rush to your warm skin. You shivered, laying back, seeing the look of pure admiration as he stared down at you.
“Take a picture.” You smirked, finger the waistband of his shorts, noticing the large bulge. He broke out in a large smile.
It felt as if time really did stop as he fell back on you, kissing every part of skin that was exposed, hands grabbing at your waist, lips leaving his mark all over you as you whimpered and moaned against him. “I can’t wait to have you.” He growled, fingers hooking into your sleeping pants, shoving the fabric down your legs. “Let me have you.”
“Yes, yes, yes.” you begged, kicking the pants off your legs. You were drunk on his touch, mind hazy as you tried to focus on everything that he was doing, his mouth, the way his mouth felt, feeling how incredibly soaked you were. It was all so much. Having that nightmare was the best thing that could have happened.
He touched you delicately, almost as if you were going to break under his touch. But he was just wanting to take this in, feeling how soft you were, feeling the way you arched to his touch. He kissed down your neck, hearing your sweet whimpers. “I gotta have you.” he growled again, kissing down your chest, soft lips wrapping around one of your peaked nipples. You weaved your hands into his shaggy hair, head thrown back as you felt his tongue flick at your sensitive nipple, teeth lightly scraping against the skin.
“Take your pants off, now.” You choked, feeling him smile against your breast as he did what you asked. You needed him more than you ever needed anyone in your whole life. “I need you, please.” You begged, feeling him shift between your legs, kicking the shorts off the bed, grabbing a hold of your thighs. You whimpered as he lifted your legs, spreading them as he seated himself between them. He was staring down at your soaked pussy, licking his lips as he spread you even more for his eyes.
“Jesus.” He moaned, gasping your name softly, slipping a hand between your thighs, two fingers slipping between your soaked folds before circling around your clit. You cried as you bucked against his fingers, hips moving as he teased you, gathering your juices on his finger, watching the way you clenched around nothing as he lightly teased your hole. “You’re so wet, is this what I did to you?” He teased, a soft mocking tone in his voice.
“Please, Pedro.” You whined, seeing that smirk on his face. You couldn’t handle the teasing, especially after all this time, all you needed was him.
“You have a condom?” he smirked, leaning down, placing soft kisses along your face as he teased you, thick fingers slipping between your tight walls.
“I… uh…” You moaned, not a single thought was in your mind as your body focused on the pleasure, feeling the tips of his fingers brush against that soft spot within you.
“Words, gorgeous.” He smiled, watching the way your face contorted to his touches, mouth gaped, eyes shut tight.
“No.” You smiled softly, hearing him groan against your lips. “I’m clean, I’m on the pill.” you gasped, feeling his fingers move faster, the obscene wetness filling the air. “Just fuck me already.”
“I can’t say no to you.” He slipped his fingers from you, a soft cry leaving your lips at the loss feeling, watching as he coated his cock with you juices, pumping softly, You stared down in complete awe at his size. He was bigger than most you have been with, his cock was long and thick, the head a dark red, already leaking precum as he pumped himself.
You opened your mouth to speak, but the words were soon gone as you felt the push of the head of his cock against your entrance.
“Fuck.” He growled, a hand reaching down and grabbing your shaking thigh, his cock splitting you open. He took his time, watching the way you slowly took his cock, inch by inch, he was sinking into your tight walls. “Fuck Y/N.” He growled again, watching the way your hips rose, trying to take more and more of him in. You felt absolutely spent already as he held you there, grabbing your thighs, and lifting them even higher, getting a better look at your puffy lips taking his cock.
“Jesus Christ, Pedro.” A breathless chuckle leaving your lips, feeling fuller than ever, his cock hitting deep within you, feeling as if you could feel it in your throat. “Fuckfuckfuckfuck” You cried softly into the air, feeling him fully seated within you. He stopped, letting you adjust to him, staring down as you took deep breaths. He tried his best not to bust right there as you adjusted to his size, hips wiggling against his hips, soft breathless moans as he felt you clench around his cock. You looked absolutely gorgeous full of his cock as you laid there.
“Jesus, stop that.” He chuckled breathlessly, dropping his head to your shoulder, trying his best not to stop fucking you into the bed.
“You’re so big.” You smiled, already feeling that blissed out feeling covering your body. Pedro barely even moved, but the feeling of his cock alone was enough to make you feel so dumb. He choked out a moan as he felt you tighten around him again, hips involuntarily grinding against yours, the head of his cock bumping against that sweet spot once again. You gasped loudly, hips bucking at the pressure, Pedro’s hand coming down to grab your hip.
“You keep doing that, I’m not going to last.” He whispered into your ear, leaving a soft kiss against your ear lobe. You giggled softly, hands holding onto his biceps, leaving your own kisses along his shoulder.
“You can move.” you whispered against him, and he did, slowly dragging his cock from your walls, pulling until the tip was tight between your walls, before grinding back into you. A high pitched moan left your lips, full of desperation as you felt his cock practically break you in half. Pedro felt it too, the way your pussy practically choked his cock as he slowly moved against you, not wanting to overwhelm you with being too rough.
“Y/N, you feel like heaven.” He groaned, rolling his hips against yours. You only responded with soft gasps and moans, small ‘more’ and ‘yes please’ as dragged his cock against your tight walls. You could tell he wanted more, you could tell that he was holding back, with the way he held your hip, the way he huffed against your neck when you clenched around him. You lifted your legs, hooking them around his hips, pressing a soft kiss where his shoulder met his neck.
“I can take it.” You hummed, hearing the choked moan as he nodded against you. “I want it.” you smiled, pressing more kisses along his shoulder. If he wasn’t careful, those words would have been enough to make him bust right there.
“You’re going to kill me.” He moaned into your neck, bracing himself against you as he began thrusting harder. His cock practically split you in half as you laid there.
“Oh my god, Pedro.” You cried, fingers digging into his biceps as his hips slammed against yours, choked moans and groans as he felt you tighten around him. You tight velvet walls sucking him in more and more. He glanced down between your bodies, trying not to focus on the sweet noises you made, knowing if he focused just enough, he could cum in you with just the sounds of your moans. He was in awe as he stared down at where you were joined, his cock slipping in and out, his cock glistening with your juices as he pulled out, his cock twitching at the sight.
You rolled your hips, meeting each of his thrusts, your pussy clenching around him as he gave you a hard thrust, a soft high pitched moan leaving your lips. You were close, your thighs shaking around his hips, your lower stomach tightening. Pedro smirked, feeling the way your body tensed around him. He turned his head, nose brushing against your cheek, lips leaving a sloppy kiss as he pulled back just an inch, nose brushing against yours as he huffed against your lips. “You feel so good.” he whispered, kissing your lips softly, a contrast to his hard thrusts. You nodded, not trusting yourself to say anything, but he wasn’t letting you off that easily. He weaved a hand into your hair, keeping you in place, as if you were going anywhere, keeping his eyes on your blissed face. “Tell me how good it feels.”
“Pedro-” You gasped, toes curling, trembling against him as you grew closer, your once soft moans growing desperate.
“Tell me, and then you’ll cum.” He smirked.
“You feel amazing.” You cried, feeling your whole body tense, clinging to Pedro as he moaned at your breathy words. “Your cock is so big. I feel so full.”
“Fuck, come on.” He grunted, thrusting hard, needing to see you come loose around him. Your body arched against him, peaked breasts brushing against his chest, your whole body spazzing against him as that heat and tightness in your stomach rose and tightened until finally it felt as if your whole body was breaking beneath him. Pedro watched as you came, loud moans and cries of his name as you came around him. And that was it.
“God damn it.” Pedro growled, slamming his hips against yours, his cock twitching within your walls. He gritted his teeth, head dropping back onto your shoulder, feeling his cock plunge deep within you before ropes and ropes of cum filled you up. You sighed happily as you felt him cum, filling you up even more, thrusting deeply as he rode his high out, your name leaving his lips like a prayer.
Your whole body felt weightless as you relaxed, feeling the weight of the man rest on you, his own ragged breath fanning across your shoulder and neck.
