Hiii, could you make one about Boris Pavlikovsky, where Boris sneaks in through the reader’s bedroom window because the reader’s father is very ‘protective,’ so Boris has to see her in secret. When Boris is in her room, he finds her asleep and decides to wake her up in an unusual way, making sure the reader’s father doesn’t find out that he’s there.
smut plsss
𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 - B.PAVLIKOVSKY
Sooo I kinda went a little off the ask here so i apologize I can redo it if you want. But yeahhhhhh I love Boris.
Warnings: smut, oral, sexual slapping.
Your room was perfect, it was just so you - covered in all your interests, with cool lights, the ambiance hitting just right.
Especially when you had on a movie and were smoking a joint while flipping through another boring playboy magazine. Damn these girls had some body.
Your father would murder you if he knew you were smoking right now - he was so convinced you’ve been corrupted ever since Boris Pavlikovsky moved to Vegas.
And you weren’t corrupted you’ve always been this bad, now you just show it more. Your father acts as if he never had sex and did drugs when he was young I mean they’ll be good stories to tell one day.
You’re high was starting to lift you up in the air, ease your mind and bring you to a sense of peace. It felt like a big heavy weight was lifted off your back.
You sigh giggling to yourself before you hear taps on your window - and oh if it isn’t your bandit boyfriend.
Biting your lip before crawling on your bed to open the window, “hi.” You say helping him in.
“You disappear again early? Not smart.” He says his accent thick as he sits down on your bed taking the joint out of your mouth and into his.
“I know, I know. But I couldn’t sit through another English lecture. They drive me insane.
He tchs and shakes his head. “Very bad of you, красива.” You smile and fall back into your pillows. “Keep your voice down Boris, my dad’s home tonight.”
“That fucker? He don’t do nothing, he say he will but we both know he is a кицька” Boris laughed taking a hit of the joint before putting it out on your window cell.
“Yeah you say that until he beats your ass, he’s a cop you know.” You look up at the ceiling.
“Nothing I can not handle.” He picks up a small plush pillow before hitting you with it.
You roll your eyes and he rolls onto you, his chin resting on your stomach staring at your pretty little face. “Mmm what is on your mind, красива?”
“You eating me out and sleeping over.” You shrug, he laughs putting his face down on you before lifting it again. “We could make some arrangements, yes?” You nod sitting up slightly.
He pulls your legs into his shoulders lifting your t shirt, “no shorts to sleep? Very брудна дівчина.” You laugh before jolting as his fingers traces over your clothed slit.
He stops at the top applying a bit of pressure onto your clit, rubbing her in circles. You let out a soft sigh relaxing your legs.
“моя гарненька дівчинко, завжди мокра.” You could cum right there every time he spoke one of his many languages. It’s just so hot.
He brought his face closer to your pussy, blowing on the thin material making you shiver before diving right in. His big nose hitting your clit as he takes a deep inhale - there’s truly nothing better than your sweet scent of arousal.
God you were so soaked.
“No need for these.” He said sitting up a bit grabbing your panties by the top and ripping them all the way down with a force.
“Boris! Those were expensive!” He pushed your head back into the pillows softly, “you talk to much, I like when you are quiet.” He joked but it didn’t ease your subtle anger and he noticed.
“Okay fine. I promise me and theo go shopping at the mall Monday and get you soemthing nice, yes?” You sighed at the thought of him and Theo stealing thongs from Victoria secretes for you - it was sorta sweet in a way… ish?
“Fine, now shut up and eat me out.” He slapped you gently, he knew when you liked it rough. “You watch your mouth. Do not speak to me like that again, yes?” You bite your lip suppressing a moan and nod laying your head back on the pillow.
You were throbbing to be touched - needed it more than anything.
His lips touched the soft insides of your thigh, kissing it and sucking softly leaving little hickies trailing to your cunt. Not like anyone but him would see.
He sucked into the soft plush before biting gently but with enough pressure to make you yelp - he looked up at you wanting you.
“Don’t make me hit you again, красива. So loud like a whore off the streets. You father will hear.” You whined thrusting a bit towards him you were so wet and he wasn’t doing anything.
He slapped your cunt before moving his mouth onto it, his tongue moved up and down the soft wet slit before his lips closed around it sucking softly. He groaned.
You’re just so sweet.
His tongue moved up to your clit nudging the bud in a way that made your legs shake. You threw your head back and slammed your hand down onto your mouth just so your father wouldn’t hear how fucking good you were getting it.
He brought his fingers up as he sucked on your clit, slipping it up and down your slit just like he did with his tongue before slowly prodding at your tight little entrance.
Enough to make your eyes roll so far back.
After reading you like that for a minute he pushed the fingers into your gummy walls, they tightened at the intrusion. No matter how many sexual things or sex you actually had with Boris nothing could loosen you up.
He thrusted the fingers in and out of you curling it at the spot that needed the most. Tears were streaming down your poor face as you barely held on. Your hand still blocking the sinful noises.
He added another finger and you saw stars the pleasure was just to much he was finger fucking you harder than ever and a burning sensation in your stomach appeared.
His head lifted watching you sob and fall apart for him he was in awe so love struck by your beauty you were his favorite Vegas girl.
He fastened the pace of his fingers and hit your clit just right while curling the ones inside making you squirt all of his fingers and your bed sheet.
You sobbed gasping for air, that was the best orgasm of your life.
You breath heavily whining, “mm what a good girl.” He said brining his fingers to your face before rubbing your juices onto your cheek that mixed with your tears.
He grabbed you by the jaw and made you look at him, “no one else will ever see you this pathetic, yes?” You shake your head and whine. “J-just y-you.” It came out broken but he was pleased.
He kissed you softly his tongue pushing into your mouth exchanging dna of spit with you before breaking apart.
He moved next to you and pulling you into him, hugging you and crashing your hair and face. As you guys fell asleep.
Not forgetting to set an alarm so he can wake up an hour or two before your father barges in your room to wake you up.
