Too sweet for me
Duncan Vizla X Reader
Warning: smut, porn with little plot, oral (f receiving) , face sitting, penetration (p in v), fluff, little bit of angst, age gap (not specified) no use of y/n, pet names (dove, darling)
A/n: Mads has no right looking this hot
“You must be bored out of your fucking mind.”
That's how you’d picked up his call. No ‘hello’. No ‘how are you?’. Just straight to the point. He supposed he deserved it. It had been his call to end all forms of contact and you hadn’t been too pleased with the decision. He had to admit he was starting to regret it too. The cold was making his miss your warmth and the silence that surrounded him, making him crave your voice.
“I want you to come here.”
“Where? To that fucking cabin in the middle of nowhere?”
You heard Duncan let out a sigh. He sounded tired.
“I miss you.”
Your brows furrowed at his confession. He had ended the relationship. It had been his decision. The reason being that he was too old for you and that the company was going to let him go soon, so there would be no need for you two to be around each other anymore. You’d fought him until you couldn’t take it anymore. Until you realized you were only breaking your own heart. And now here he was, calling you on the second day of his retirement telling you he missed you. The right thing would have been to tell him to fuck of. It's what he deserved for hurting you. But instead you’d hopped into your car and drove over to him.
He heard your car in the driveway, causing him to put down the cup of whiskey he had been nursing. He opened up the door for you watching you stomp your feet on the deck in an attempt to remove the snow from your shoes.
“Its fucking freezing. Of course you had to pick the coldest fucking place to retire.”
“The cold keeps people away.”
“And you just love keeping people away don’t you?”
The comment stung a bit but he brushed it off. He knows your mad at him but you came anyway which means you’re not as pissed as you had been when he first broke it off. You moved into his house shivering as you placed your bag on the ground. He watched you walk over to the chair he had been sitting on. You grabbed his drink off the table before throwing it down your throat. Duncan shut the door before making his way to you. You were glancing around the room, clearly judging the lack of decor.
“This place looks so depressing. No wonder you called.”
“I didn’t call you for a distraction.”
“Oh yeah? So why am I here then.”
He moved closer to you, his frame towering slightly over your smaller one. You looked up at him impatiently, waiting for him to tell you why you’d driven to the end of the world for him. Duncan placed his hand on your cheek. The coldness of his palm made goosebumps appear on your arms.
“I miss you.”
“Should have thought of that before you broke it off, old man.”
“Come on, don't be like that.”
“No fuck you!”
You push him away trying your hardest to ignore how your body craved him. Duncan looks at you with hurt eyes but he doesn’t interrupt.
“I said we could make it work. I told you i’d quit and go with you but you didn’t want that. You had to come with the ‘oh i’m too old for you’ routine. Well guess what Duncan? I didn’t give a fuck about that when we stared going out and i sure as shit don’t care about it now.”
You were moving from one side of the room to the other as you spoke. Duncans eyes followed your movements with an overwhelming need to tug you to him. But he knew you’d only push him away so he decided to let you calm down a bit first. You finally seemed to tire yourself out, your body leaning against his chair as you glanced outside. He moved over to you slowly.
“You know all I wanted was to be with you. And I thought you wanted that too but I guess I was wrong.”
“No, little one, you weren’t.”
You turned to look at him, your face slightly damp from your angry tears. He placed his hand on your cheek once again and this time you leaned into his touch. You closed your eyes as he caressed your cheek.
“I missed you too.”
You let out your confession in a whisper, followed by a small sigh as you felt Duncan press his lips to yours.
“Let me make it up to you, hum?”
“What were you thinking?”
His nose was pressed deliciously against your clit as he ate you out. You had your face pressed up against the cold wall, hands braced on the headboard. Duncans fingers dug into your thighs as he tried to keep you from squirming away. Your pussy was getting sensitive from his movements but you don’t want him to stop. And he didn’t plan to. You’re always worried he might not have enough air with your cunt resting on his face but the way he continuously tugs you down when you try to raise your body off his tells you he can breathe just fine. Unconsciously you rocked your hips against his face searching for your release.
“Oh Duncan…ah fuck.”
“Taste wonderful little one. Want you to cum on my tongue.”
You wanted that very much too but you didn’t know how much more you could take. This was the third orgasm he was trying to pull out of you and your thighs were starting to hurt. You could feel your release coming but something about it felt different this time. More intense in a way. You placed your hands on the sides if Duncan's head trying to remove your body from his.
“Baby something’s… I don’t know whats-”
“Shhh dove let it happen.”
Duncan suspected something was about to happen. He suspected your sudden need to get off him meant you were about to give him what he’d been wanting for a long time but had never manned to get out of you. You were about to squirt all over his face. His dick twitched at the thought. Your moans became more and more high pitched until you were screaming his name. Your hands wove around his hair as your orgasm washed over you. You’d barely had time to register what had happened before you heard Duncan groan beneath you. You looked down at him only to find his face covered in you slick.
“Holy shit.”
“Told you to let it happen.”
“What the fuck was that?”
“You squirted. So good for me, dove.”
“I didn’t even know I could do that.”
You smiled at Duncan causing him to give you a lopsided grin before releasing your legs. You groaned as you removed your legs from him. You laid down beside the older man, your hand moving to his face. Duncan let you tug him into a kiss, moaning into your mouth. You nudged his nose with yours as you moved your hand to palm at his dick. He called out your name in warning.
“What? Don’t wanna fuck me anymore?”
“Of course I do.”
“Then fuck me.”
He rolled over your body, trapping you beneath him. You felt his dick rub against the inside of your thigh before he lined it up with your entrance. You let out a small whimper as he pushed your legs up. Duncan gave a kiss to your temple rocking into you slowly. Your nails dug into his back being careful as to not touch any of his scars. Which was hard considering how many he had but you managed. He sped up his pace hitting your g-spot perfectly as he moved.
“Fuck i missed this pussy.”
“She missed you too.”
“I can tell. Sucking me in-ah fuck- Won’t last long.”
“It’s okay. Just don’t stop.”
Duncans grunts echoed your moans and pretty soon he was asking you where you wanted him to cum.
“Inside-ugh shit- cum inside.”
Two more thrusts and he was painting your walls with his seed. His body sagged onto yours, the exhaustion finally hitting him. You combed your fingers through his hair lulling him to sleep.
The next morning you woke up to an empty bed and the smell of coffee. You grabbed one of Duncan's jumpers not bothering to put on anything else before leaving the room. You made your way to the kitchen. Duncan had his back turned to you far to focused on the eggs he was cooking to notice your presence. You made your way to him, wrapping your arms around his frame.
“Good morning dove.”
“Morning. You cook breakfast now?”
“Thought you might be hungry.”
“You were right.”
You grabbed your mug off the counter taking a sip as you continued to watch Duncan cook. He felt your gaze on him causing him to look over at you.
“What is it?”
“Oh nothing. Just thinking.”
“About what?”
“This feels awfully homey. Waking up to you cooking breakfast. In your little cabin in the middle of nowhere. Wearing your clothes. Got me thinking is all.”
“Come live with me.”
You raise your head to look at his eyes searching for uncertainty in his words.
“You mean it?”
“Why wouldn’t i?”
“Cause you’re too old for me. Cause you like to keep people away.”
“Not you. I never liked keeping you away. I just didn’t want you to get hurt.”
“You really want me to live with you?”
“Yes. I really do.”
You smile at Duncan making your way over to him. He leans down to place a kiss to your lips causing your smile to grow even more.
“Okay then. Let’s do it.”
