i js read ur recent donnie fic bro i love robert grey smith he’s acc so hot i be he whines and is like a horny teenager when he sees u in the office with the tight pencil skirts. he’s so suprised how he got someone as pretty as you and loves proving his worth to you by giving you the best sex of ur life
Cozy Night In
authors note: hii! i neeeedddeeeddd to write something about Robert graysmith so thank you so so much for this <3
Robert Graysmith x f!reader
warnings: established relationship, smutty, fluff at the end, not proof read
Robert Graysmith doesn’t know how he ended up with you. Sure, he was smart. He doesnt smoke, drink or curse. But, he was a dork. People call him the r word in the office. How rude!
You are so pretty. So smart and so kind. ‘You don’t deserve a man like me’ he always thinks to himself. That’s why tonight, you want to reassure him.
At his house, you guys are watching a movie on his little Panasonic tv. Roberts arms circle around your waist.
The couch creaks as you move to sit on his lap like it’s the most natural thing in the world. You scooted sideways, settle your weight across his thighs, and tucked your legs up under his body. It’s like you just want to cuddle him.
But then, you start moving, barely there rolls of your hips. You rocked your body against him like you didn’t know what was beneath you. Like you don’t feel the way his dick twitches when you drag yourself forward.
"Are you comfortable, dear?" He asks, smiling.
"Mhm. You are very warm."
That makes him smile even more.
You keep going.
A slow grind here, a slight arch there. Your tight pencil skirt doesn’t hide much, and neither does Roberts tight jeans as he grows harder by the minute. You sigh in contentment, like you aren’t torturing your boyfriend. You like to bring this side out of him.
"Don’t do that."
"What am I doing?"
"Don’t play dumb, honey."
You rock your hips again, slower this time. You tease him relentlessly, a moan curling in your throat.
"Just getting comfortable, Robert."
He looks down at your skirt, noticing that you are wet.
"Are you wet?"
"I’ve been wet."
That did it for him.
He flips you so that you are on bottom, grabbing you by the hips. He zips down your skirt, taking it off. Then, he takes off your panties.
"Why did you do that? You know what it does to me." He whispers in your ear.
He shifts to take off his pants and boxers, his dick springing free. He’s already leaking and he lines himself up with your slit.
Then, he pushes himself in.
Slowly.
He stretches him open like this is the first time he’s ever done it with you.
You gasp, holding his shoulders. His warm breath is on your neck.
"You are very tight."
He bottoms out, still holding you with one arm wrapped around your stomach, holding you down.
"Do you feel that, my love? That’s what you do to me. You act so invincible until it actually happens." He giggles.
You whimper as you clinched around him. That makes him smile even more.
"Honey? Do you want to be on top now?"
You nod. Then, he flips you over so that you are sitting on him.
"Are you nervous?"
You nod.
"Just start nice and easy, im not picky."
You start to grind him, slow, like he said. He’s thick inside you, heavy. You clinch around him with each little roll of your hips.
"That’s it, honey. You are doing so good." He praises.
You roll your hips in a tight, needy circle. Your slick coats his dick, wet and sticky where he disappears inside you again and again.
"Oh, Robert.." you moan.
"I know, my love. I’m almost there."
He lets one hand go up your spine, his hands slow and warm. Until it cups the back of your neck, holding you. His other hand moves down your chest, over your rib cage, and cups your breast.
"I really like your tits, my love. They are very nice." He smiles.
She moans, riding him slower now.
"I can’t really get enough of you, you are so beautiful and perfect. I just love you."
She moans louder, like she wants to cry out.
"Do you like when i praise you, dear?"
"Y-yes- oh, Robert."
He drops his head back onto the couch, eyes on you now. He watches as you fall apart. The tv is still on as the lights flicker.
"Are you close yet, my love?"
"Yes.. yes I’m close."
"Good, because me too."
"Do you want to fill me?"
"Uh- sure, sure. Yes.. i will. I’m not wearing a condom though."
Then, after a short while of bouncing on him up and down, he comes. Very deep inside you. And, so do you.
You both breathe heavily against each other, trembling. His dick still rests inside you, softening. But, it’s still very thick and warm.
You lay on his chest. And he immediately starts to kiss your sweaty forehead.
"Robert, that was the best sex I’ve ever had."
"Are you alright, dear?"
You nod as he kisses your temple again. Oh, he is so in love with you. He then got up and scooped you into his arms.
"C’mon, let’s go get you cleaned up."
He sets you on the bathroom counter and wipes down your thighs and core, taking his sweet sweet time.
"Sorry that I made a mess." He looks apologetic.
"Don’t be, it was very worth it."
After he was done, he dresses you into one of his old shirts and your panties. He then carried you back to the living room and laid you on the couch. He pulled you back into his lap again and cuddles you, warm and clean in his arms. Now, it was just calm after a storm.
"I love you so so much, dear. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." He smiles as he kisses you softly.
"I love you too, Robert."
