Hiii can I ask for a smutty request between vessel x reader, maybe reader is feeling down about vessel having to leave to tour soon so vessel takes care of her and its passionate and loving 🥰🤍
SLEEPTOKEN -VESSEL (smut)
not as loving but very passionate lol (my bad)
content warning: p in v, fingering n cunnilingus, overstimulation
smut is not my strong suit don't come for me.
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You woke up feeling ridiculously melancholic. Tomorrow V was supposed to leave for tour with the boys, you didn’t want him to leave, ofcourse. That was your man, and you were gonna do everything in your power to stop him from leaving-
“Stop thinking about it.”
His voice breaks you out of thought, you were currently perched on the end of the bed in your undergarments. You two had a heated night last night, and were too exhausted to put clothes on.
You shake your head, mumbling a soft “i’m not.” he sighs, shifting to sit next to you. “Ill be back before you even know it.” he says, kissing your warm shoulder. You shrug him off.
“Don’t be like that, love.”
You glare at him, a soft pout gracing your lips.
“Lose the attitude.” he grumbles, gripping your chin.
Your brows furrow, instinctively you turn away from him. His hand reaches for your neck, pulling you back to him.
His head dips down to kiss your soft lips, tightening when your head chases his. Its a clash of teeth and moans. He pulls away, running his thumb along your bottom lip.
“Let me show you…”
He drags you up the bed by your hips.
“How much i love you.”
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His hips snap up against yours, agonisingly slow. He was doing a great show of making love to you, savouring every moment. You whine, frustrated at the lack of movement.
“m’ sorry baby.. You feel sooooo good.” he breathes out, head nestled into the side of your neck, small kisses pressing up to your jaw.
You tug on the soft tufts of his hair, craving- no. needing more. “Fucking hell v. pick up the pace” you hiss, trying to work yourself up and down his cock.
“I love it when you wear these.” he groans, fiddling with the strap of the emerald green bra you were wearing. “So fuckin pretty.” he whispers, watching the bra fall away from your skin. He had pulled your matching thong to the side in a hurried, horny, frenzy.
He picked up the pace, the room filling with skin slapping and moans.
Fuck.
Neither of you were gonna last long after this.
He pressed soft kisses down the valley of your breasts, basking in the scent of your skin. The smell of your moisturiser making him dizzy, sending the blood in his body straight down to his dick.
He made quick work flipping you over, driving his cock in and out, shoving a pillow beneath you.
“So fucking pretty.” he breaths out, head next to your ear. “All fucking mine.”
He lets out a guttural moan as his hips begin to stutter.
“Mm… fuck im gonna cum-”
He makes an absolute mess of himself, biting onto the skin of your shoulder as he releases. He collapses against you, panting heavily. But oh no, he wasn’t finished with you.
“Turn over. Gonna make sure you savour every drop.”
He presses kisses from your soft tummy down each thigh, leaving bite marks. He gently fingers you, savouring the feeling of your insides.
“Fuck.. all this just for me?”
Your head is thrown back into the pillows, a mess of moans.
His pace quickens, his other hand coming to rub up on your clit. Your whole body shakes with pleasure, strings of moans leaving your mouth. He admires you from down below, watching the sweat trickle down the valley of your breasts, and how your core shudders.
“You gonna send me photos….
His fingers work quickly to make a mess of you.
“And videos huh?” he says, watching his knuckles bury deep within you. He pauses when you don’t respond. You whine immediately, trying to work yourself up and down his fingers. He holds your hips down.
“Answer me.” he snaps, gripping your thighs tightly.
“I promise.” you whine out. His head dips down, you were NOT gonna last long. He pulled orgasm after orgasm out of you, using his tongue and finger combined to eat you out in the most substantial way. Your body shook of overstimulation, your hands struggle against his as you try to push him away from your clit. “V-” you cry out, “cmon baby, just one more. I promise.” he whispers against your skin, you whimper and cry. “Cmon, sweet girl, i’ll take care of you.”
That nickname was enough to snap the coil building inside you. He works you through your final orgasm, kissing your swollen lips.
“Shh… shh.. You’re okay.” he whispers, holding you as you shake. He wipes the tears from your eyes, holding you together.
“Did you like that?” he whispers, pulling you close to him in the dark.
You nod, panting.
“I like being able to take you apart and put you back together.”
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“You still mad…?” he asks, after gently cleaning you up and fetching you water. You shake your head. “Just gonna miss you.”
