Take It
Declan O’Hara x Reader
Summary: Declan gives you what you want.
A/N: Daddy? Huh? Daddy?
Warning: 18+, smut, fingering, light choking, technically dom/sub dynamics, bratty!reader, p in v intercourse, creampie (this is baby’s first standalone smut scene so puhlease be nice to me)
“Can you take it?” “Fuck,” You ground out. “Fuck! Yes. I can,” You hissed through clenched teeth.
You’d take anything this man would give you.
And you would thank him for it.
Gladly.
“How many fingers can you take?” Declan asked, his mouth level with your ear, his breath blowing against the stray hairs that were stuck to the sweat on your brow as two of his fingers pumped in and out of you at an almost relentless pace. You’d take as many as he’d give you.
“More,” You replied, your voice coming out stringy and pathetic.
But you were too far gone to feel embarrassed about any of that.
No, you just needed to come. “Yes, ma’am,” Declan obliged as he added a third finger, and stretched your weeping cunt impossibly wider.
“Fuck,” You gasped as your hands flew up to Declan’s shoulders as you tried desperately to steady yourself on his solid form. Your legs were threatening to give out from where you were propped up on the edge of the kitchen counter.
“I thought you could take it? You just said you wanted more. Always bloody more with you,” Declan growled in a low rasp as his other hand left your hip and moved to cup your jaw and force your head to look up into his eyes. “If you want it, you’re gonna have to take it.” “Mmhmm,” You hummed.
Declan raised his eyebrows. “Use your words,” He instructed.
“Yes, sir,” You mouthed.
“Good,” he replied before his gaze dropped back down to where his fingers were hammering in and out of you, and you both had to listen to the graphic wet sound of it while you hummed out quiet moans.
“You gonna come?” Declan asked.
“Mmm,” You moaned.
Declan made a soft tsk noise as the hand on your jaw slipped down to your neck, where he pressed just enough to warn you.
“Yes, sir,” You corrected. “I’m going to come. I want to come.”
And you did. You were close.
And then Delcan’s thumb reached up to rub at your clit, and you saw stars.
“Come,” He commanded.
And with the way his hand was working you, you had no choice but to give in to the feeling and let your orgasm crest over you. The tension built up until your thighs school and you pushed to snap them closed, but Declan’s thighs kept them pressed open as he continued to fuck his fingers into you and work you through your orgasm.
You came with a choked gasp as your eyes screwed shut.
“Fuck,” You gasped out.
“Good girl,” Delcan said as he finally pulled his fingers out of you, covered in your come. The feeling of emptiness was short-lived as you watched him bring those three fingers up to his mouth and suck them between his lips as you felt the gush of your wetness drip out of you.
“See, you could take it,” Declan told you once he popped his fingers out of his mouth.
“I did,” You replied.
“Do I get a prize?” You asked with a smirk.
“What do you want, pretty girl?” Declan asked as he cocked his head to the side.
You reached for the waist of his pants and pulled him into the crux of your legs, and reached for the seat of his pants to palm his cock. Already hard, just from getting you off.
“Use your words,” He told you. “I want your cock, Declan,” You reply with an unamused roll of your eyes. “Oh, now you want to have an attitude? I thought I’d fucked that out of you with that orgasm you just had,” Declan asked. “And never even thanked me for.” “Thank you for the orgasm, Declan,” You replied with a roll of your eyes. “Now, can you please fuck me?” Your hands unbuckled his belt and moved to unbutton his pants, your fingers dipping eagerly into his boxers to grasp his cock and pull him out, giving him a few strokes before Declan pushed your hand aside and crowded you back up onto the counter.
“I’ll fuck you alright,” He replied as he guided the blunt head of his cock up to your core, taking a few slow swipes from your clit down to your hole.
“And you’re gonna take everything I give you, aren’t you?” “Yes,” You ground out as the head of his cock pressed against your entrance, a slow tease as he pushed into you with such agonizing slowness that you almost pressed your jaw into his shoulder and bit him to express your displeasure. “Because you’re such a good, good girl,” He replied as he finally pushed in, deep and true as his hips pressed to meet the flesh of your upper thighs. “I am,” You groaned at the fullness of it all. Completely filled to the brim with Declan.
The best feeling in the world. “So take it,” He replied.
And then he began to move.
If you thought he’d change it up, you were dead wrong.
No, instead began to thrust in and out of your weeping cunt with the same ferocious pace that he’d just fucked into you with your fingers. Your core gave way easily to his motions, thanks to the way his fingers head already stretched your cunt out and the lubrication your orgasm had supplied. It was effortless as he snapped his hips up into you again and again, never pausing, ever giving you a moment’s pause.
“Fuck,” You hissed as the burn began to build.
“Yes!” You gasped. You would never get tired of this. You would never say no to this. The way that Declan gave in to you over and over again with passion and a complete lack of restraint.
Like a man starved.
You groaned again.
“You take me so well,” Declan praised you as he moved against you, his head coming down to the side of your face as he pressed a kiss to the side of your jaw before kissing you deeply as he continued to thrust hard and deep.
“I want you to come,” You told him as your forehead pressed against his, your head threatening to lolled forward. “I want you to come inside me, please.” “You begging?” He asked.
A tease. “Please, Declan,” You whined. “Please come in me.” “Fuck, pretty girl, you feel so good,” He muttered as he tipped his head back and closed his eyes. Like looking at you was too much.
Would send him over the edge. “So good you’ll come?” You asked, unrelenting. You wanted it. More than anything. “Fuck,” He ground out as he pressed his thumb against your clit again, the tried and true technique to have your cunt clenching around him as he pushed the wave of another orgasm higher and higher.
“Didn’t know you could get this wet,” He commented as he worked you up to meet him. “But the thought of my cum painting the inside of this pretty wet cunt, that does it for you, doesn’t it?” “My little depraved girl,” He grinned. “Fuck, Dec-” You gasped, your words cut off by a sharp thrust right up against your g-spot had you seeing stars. “I’m gonna-” “I’ll come inside you if you’re a good girl and come for me,” Declan replied. And that’s all it took to send you over.
Your vision flashed white as the haze of pleasure coursed through you, hot and bright and you came with a yelp.
Declan gave a few more stuttering thrusts into your quivering cunt before he came with a groan and pressed deep, holding himself there while you heaved for air and he stared down at your fucked out face, whisps of hair stuck to the sweat on your brow, entire face flushed, and eyes dark and wide as you looked up at him.
“Good girl,” Declan praised you with a grin. “Told you you could take it.”