NSFW Sett oneshot o.o - 832 words
Disclaimer: This is the first oneshot i’ve written in a very long time, so i apologize if it’s not very good. Constructive criticism is always appreciated!!
Sett x Fem Reader
Tws: rough oral
“What if I want them to hear us?” There was a growl to Sett’s voice as he spoke, one hand tightly gripping your waist while the other snaked its way up from between your legs to your lips. His fingers were covered in your wetness, and as you licked them clean you locked eyes with him, causing him to groan and bury his head in your neck. He bit you softly, then began sucking at the delicate skin, marking you as his. He scolded you when he heard you hiss at an especially hard bite-
“Quiet doll, don’t forget who you belong to.”
Sett ran his hands across your body roughly, allowing his mind to return to earlier that day. His blood boiled when he caught one of his men flirting with you, looking at you in ways only he should. You felt him press his body against you, warmed by the heat radiating off of his bare chest. He was rutting against you now, drunk off of lust and jealousy.
Suddenly, you felt yourself being lifted onto his office desk and whined at the cool air that met your core when he spread your legs. He began to drag his lips across your body, grazing past your cleavage and stopping at your stomach. He looked up at your wanton, desperate expression, admiring how pretty you looked waiting for him to please you. Your mind went blank as he dipped his head between your legs, the feeling of his tongue lapping at your clit reigniting the fire that burned within you a few moments before. Your face quickly grew hot, your shaking breaths returning to loud whimpers and pleads. You laced your fingers through his hair, feeling your body tense at the skilled movement of his tongue between your folds. “Sett, please…”, you begged, throwing your head back and grinding against him, desperately chasing your release. He moaned at the sound of your broken voice and the vibrations finally sent you over the edge with his name on your lips.
Sett rose from his place between your legs, licking your cum off of his lips with a smirk. He pressed his body against yours and kissed you softly at first, only deepening the kiss when he felt your hand drift towards the tent in his pants. “So… needy…” he said between moans, quickly pulling away to undo his belt. You scanned his body, admiring how his muscles tensed and glistened, and felt chills when you saw his eyes low, predatory, and focused only on you. “What, like what you see?” he teased before removing his pants.
He sat back in his office chair, stroking himself lazily. “Come. I want to see those pretty lips around my cock.” You didn’t hesitate, quickly hopping off of his desk onto your knees. As you fit yourself between his legs, you stared at his length, head flushed pink and aching for your touch. You replaced his hand with yours and began working him, quickly finding a steady rhythm, allowing each breath to ghost his tip. His legs soon quivered with every stroke, and you looked up at him, his face red and overwhelmed with pleasure. Slowly you began gliding your tongue around him, which elicited a low groan that motivated you to do more. A few more languid licks had him moaning softly, and a beat of arousal shot through you as his hips began to buck. You hollowed your cheeks and began bobbing around him, savoring the string of curses leaving him as his hand gripped the back of your head. “Fuck,” he muttered, thrusting himself into your mouth. You could feel him at the back of your throat and your eyes were watering, but you needed to please him. You allowed him to find a steady rhythm and whined as his hips snapped against your face. “So, so good for me, aren’t you?” he gritted out, earning a shameless “Yes sir,” from you.
“I can’t hear you with your mouth full, doll.” He teased before pulling you off of his cock. “What was that?”
“Yes sir.” You repeated, looking up to meet his lustful gaze. He stared at you, enjoying what a mess he had turned you into. Saliva coated your lips and dripped down your chin, your mind was foggy, and all you could think of was his taste on your tongue. “Good girl.” he praised before shoving you back onto his length. You gagged when he buried himself in your throat, but you loved letting him use you. You knew he was close when you heard his breath hitch and felt his rhythm become increasingly erratic.
“Look at me.”
You obeyed, once again looking into his eyes.
He groaned your name as he came, grabbing the armrests and bucking uncontrollably. Your body shuddered in satisfaction when he finally emptied himself into your mouth. He pulled out slowly before allowing you into his lap, kissing and praising you before helping you clean up.