Just thought I'd share exacatly where my mind went when I heard this amazing audio compilation by the lovely @angelofchiralium (original post here)
Because oh boy those moans??? Sir please ( ꩜ᯅ꩜;)
I also feel the need to give our boy all the gentle touches, even though he'd refuse them. I'll goddamn force them on him if I have to.
Amazing work as always @angelofchiralium ⸜(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
Please do yourself a favour and listen while reading this.
I've even been kind enough to suggest when you should start listening to it. Or just listen to it the whole time. Or don't. I'm not your mum, do what you want.
Enjoy xx ♡♡
𖥔 ִ ་ Higgs x f!reader ˖ ʿ𖥔
"Gentle moans"
NSFW - SMUT 18+ MDNI
WARNING - explicit sexual content, swearing, restraints, oral m!receiving, cock teasing, slight fluff and angst, Higgs getting the touch he deserves
You’re standing at the end of the bed, admiring your work. Below you lay a very aroused Higgs Monaghan, spread eagle on the bed in front of you. You’d just finishing restraining his wrists and ankles to the bedposts.
His chest was heaving in anticipation as he gazed up at you, eyes blown wide with lust and suspense. His cock was already sitting flush against him, eager, ready, just for you.
You knelt on the edge of the bed and began slowly crawling up over him, a cheeky flirtatious look on your face. You swaggered slightly like a predator, a lioness moving through the long grass.
Higgs looked slightly surprised. “Not gonna join me in nakedness darlin’?” You were still fully clothed.
“Don’t need to be for what I’m gonna do.” You winked at him.
“An’ what would that be?” If Higgs had eyebrows, they’d be raised in curiosity. Although, he shouldn’t have bothered to ask. He was open to literally anything you wanted to do to him at any time.
“Something I want you to be restrained for.”
You crawled all the way up the bed so that you were face to face with him, hands and knees supporting you on either side of his body. You hovered over him and looked him up and down, taking him all in, like a predator who just secured their prey and was deciding what to consume first. Although, you knew what you were going to consume first.
You sat down on Higgs’ abdomen and cupped his face gently with your hands. His breath caught in his throat. You’d touched his face many times before, but he was still not one hundred percent used to it. You were the only person he let do that, the only one he trusted to touch him that gently.
You leant down and pressed your lips against his. Higgs leant his head up to meet you. You kissed him passionately, tongues exploring each others mouths. You moaned slightly into his mouth and ground your hips lightly against his abdomen.
Higgs gasped, breaking the kiss. “Wish ya were sittin’ a bit lower baby.”
“Patience my darling.” You teasingly moved your hips from side to side. You could feel his stomach raise as he took a large inhale of breath.
You moved one hand from his cheek and brought it to his but under his chin, gently guiding his head to the side so that you could kiss his neck. Higgs moaned at the feeling of your lips meeting his skin. You placed small kisses around under his throat, over his Adams apple, and down to his collarbones. You mixed your kisses with small nibbles and licks. You wanted him to feel like you wrecked devouring him.
You could feel Higgs’ pulse as it thrummed through him, his chest beginning to rise and fall quicker with each kiss you gave him. Each movement you made elicited a response from him, a gasp or a moan, a sharp breath, or a movement, his body trying desperately to increase the friction between your bodies.
You moved to sit slightly lower on him, now straddling his waist. You intentionally sat down so that your clothed groin was directly on top of his length. If you’d also been naked, he’d be between your folds. Higgs could feel that.
“Fuck …” Higgs moaned and arched his back, pushing his hips up against you. “That’s it baby …” Higgs shifted his hips under you in anticipation “… now we’re gettin’ somewhere.”
“Oh no, we’re nowhere near it yet.” You winked and gyrated your hips in a teasing little circle.
Higgs breath caught in his throat as he thrusted his hips up slightly to meet yours. He was so desperate to touch you, his wrists pulling against their restraints instinctively, forgetting they were tied up as they tried to reach down towards you.
You smirked as you ran your hands teasingly over his chest, rubbing your fingertip over his nipples. You began kissing his chest, just above his pecs, placing gentle kisses along the rises of his muscles.
“Darlin’ …” Higgs spoke in between breaths, his breathing becoming increasingly ragged. “… ya gonna keep bein’ this gentle?” Higgs wasn’t used to gentle touch, but tonight, it’s all he was getting.
“Sure am. I’ve gotta make up for a lifetime of violent touches.” You licked a long line over one of Higgs’ chiral gold tattoos. His skin tasted slightly sweet and salty.
“No … ya really don’t.” You could feel Higgs twitch beneath you. He was beginning to get frustrated at the speed in which you were moving, both sexually but also emotionally.
You ran your hands down over his abs and placed your lips around one of his nipples. You nibbled on it gently.
“Ah .. fuck …” Higgs arched his hips up into you. His chest heaved against your mouth. You did the same with his other nipple, running your hands down his waist as you did, caressing him with gently touches, fingers dancing over his now increasingly damp skin.
“Darlin’ … please.”
“Please what?” You spoke into his skin, continuing to place small teasing kisses over his stomach, hands caressing his skin with devilish little touches. You over-emphasised a kissing noise with each kiss.
“Please … it’s enough gentle touch darlin’. Fuckin’ manhandle me or somethin’.”
You sat up and looked at him quizzically. You shuffled back up and sat down on his abdomen again, so that you were face to face with him once more. You cupped his face with one hand. He leant his cheek into your hand. Your hand was so warm against his skin. He’d never get used to the feeling of you touching him like this.
“Why would you want me to manhandle you?” You knew why he wanted to be manhandled, but you wanted him to admit it. This was your special kind of exposure therapy, forcing him to accept your gentle touches and gentle words. He didn’t have to believe he deserved them in general, he just had to be believe he deserved them from you.
“Come on … you know why darlin’.” Higgs was beginning to become uncomfortable; not because of what you were doing, he could stop that at any moment, but because he was having to address a deep rooted issue, an issue he usually masked. It was easier than working through it and moving on.
“I want you to say it darling.” You gently stroked Higgs’ cheek with your thumb, your finger running over his slight stubble. His eyes darted between yours, as if he’d somehow be able to see his answer in your eyes. His eyes glowed,, black smudged eyeliner accenting their deep blue colour.
“I … shit, ya know … gentle touch … it makes me uncomfortable.” Higgs averted his gaze.
“Even from me?” God he was beautiful, especially like this.
“I mean … not as much but … yeah. I’d rather ya hit me to be honest.” This was the truth. He was much more accustomed to violent touches. They were predictable, and while they still held meaning, it wasn’t nearly as heavy of a meaning as gentle touch was. At least, not to Higgs.
You sighed and smiled gently. “Well, that’s too bad. Cause right now, that’s all I’m giving you.” You stroked his cheek, smiling lovingly at him.
Higgs made eye contact with you again. He was looking at you like a confused puppy. He genuinely didn’t understand why you were so insistent on treating him this way. “But why’re ya givin’ me gentle touches?”
“Because I love you Higgs, and you deserve all the gentle touches.”
Higgs heart stopped momentarily, his breath catching in his throat. “Darlin’ I …” You moved your hand to over Higgs’ mouth. He was beginning to become slightly distressed.
“Nope, sorry, don’t want to hear your self-deprecation right now. Do I have to gag you while I do this?” You winked at the prospect of having to gag him.
Higgs shook his head. As fun as that’d be, right now, he wanted to be able to communicate with you if need be, he felt vulnerable enough already.
“Good.” You removed your hand and cupped his face once more. His eyes flickered closed as he leaned into your touch.
“Now, will you let me do this? Or are you gonna jump away?” You’d intended for that to be a challenge on his resolve, something you knew he was proud of. If you’d wanted it to sting more you’d have asked him if he was a coward. You didn’t need to, it stung enough.
Higgs took a sharp inhale of air. He was starting to panic slightly. He didn’t like not being in control. And your persistence in giving him the gentle touches you let he deserved made him uncomfortable; not because he didn’t want them, but because he felt he didn’t deserve them. And right now? He was conflicted, because you knew him too well. He could chiral jump away, but he knew how much this meant to you. So … did he help himself by removing himself from this situation? Or did he help you by staying and letting you touch him?
As you sat atop Higgs, gently stroking his face, you could see how conflicted he was. He was taking a while to respond, obviously strongly considering chiral jumping away.
He looked back at you, tears staring to form in his eyes. “Do it darlin’.” He smiled at you, a smile which you knew was genuine but was hiding a deeper anxiety.
You smiled back at him before leaning down to kiss him deeply. Higgs moaned into your mouth. It reverberated through you, sending a skiver down your side. When you needed to breath, you broke the kiss.
You moved again, making your way back down Higgs’ body, placing small kisses down his abdomen again. You moved slightly quicker this time, knowing that Higgs was now in a state of emotional discomfort.
As you got to his belly button, you ran your hands lower, gently caressing the tops of his thighs as you licked your tongue across his abs.
Higgs groaned, his erection sitting flush against his abdomen, only inches from where you were now nibbling at his flesh. It was at that point, that you had an evil idea.
You kissed Higgs’ abdomen again, getting lower and lower with each kiss. You kissed him around where his cock lay ready, desperate for your touches, leaking. As you moved, your hair gently tickled his length, causing Higgs to gasp. You placed kisses all around him, lips threatening to touch but never quite reaching their mark.
“Fuck … sweetheart … come on …” Higgs writhed against his restraints, desperate for your touch where he needed it the most.
“You want me to touch … this.” You teasingly stroked one single finger down the length of Higgs’ cock, from tip to base.
“Shit … yes baby, yes I do … please …” Higgs thrusted his hips up as much as his restraints would allow. He was throbbing, desperate, leaking. He needed you do badly, and he didn’t have to say it - you could most definitely see it.
“Hmm. Not until you tell me the truth.” You smirked and flicked your finger over Higgs’ tip, sending a shiver his spine, his whole body convulsing once as if your touch was electric.
“Fuck darlin’ … about what?” Higgs looked down at you, confused and frustrated. Under where your hand rested on his thigh, you could feel his muscles spasming.
“The truth about what you need from me.” You traced your fingers around Higgs’ length, millimetres away from touching him. You occasionally let the side of your knuckle brush against him, running over the sensitive veins that were now throbbing, desperate for some kind of relief.
“I need ya to fuck me baby, please.” Higgs was desperate, his voice breaking. He thrashed slightly against the bed.
“Nope, sorry, that’s not the truth I was after.” You ran your finger through Higgs’ small patch of hair, so gently that you only brushed the hairs itself, making no contact with his skin underneath.
Higgs groaned in frustration and arched his back, attempting to make you touch him with his movement alone. You withdrew your fingers, instead gripping his upper thighs. You began kneading his skin softly with your fingers.
Higgs sighed and writhed under you. He gave in. “Fuck … fine I … I need your gentle touch. Please.”
“Good boy.” You are genuinely proud. You leant down and slowly licked Higgs’ length, running one long wet lick from his base to his tip. When you reached his tip you flicked your tongue over it, cleaning off the pre-cum that had formed there.
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“Shit …” Higgs arched his hips up towards you, his back arching off the bed. “Fuck darlin’ …”
You wrapped your fingers around his base before guiding his cock up to your mouth.
You looked up at Higgs to see him staring at you, eyes wide with lust and anticipation. His chest was heaving exponentially. You maintained eye contact with him as you enveloped his tip with your lips. He threw his head back, back lifting off the bed once more. He wished he could move more, but his restraints keep him there.
You took him in fully, running your tongue down his length as you brought him all the way down to where your lips met your hand. You began moving, head bobbing up and down over his length.
Higgs let out a guttural moan. “Fuck … that’s it baby.” Higgs watched you intently, his gaze fixed on you. Only you. Only you loved him like this. Only you give him the gentle touches that he needed, even though he denied he needed them.
Higgs gyrated his hips slowly, matching your movement as you moved your mouth up and down around his cock, jerking him off in your mouth. You could feel him throbbing against your tongue, cock twitching, finally getting some relief from your incessant teasing.
You continued to jerk him off into your mouth, taking him deep enough to hit the back of your throat. The feeling of this tip hitting your throat Higgs groan deeply, gutturally. “Fuck … ya take me so well. You’re so good to me darlin’ … don’t deserve ya.”
You glanced up at Higgs through your eyelashes. He was trembling, muscles tense. Sweat was forming on his skin as he gently continued to thrust into your mouth. You could see it was taking all his effort not to try and force control. He knew you needed this as much as him, that you loved giving him the gentle touch and love you thought he deserved. He was attempting to let you remain in charge, avoiding thrusting into your mouth relentlessly, or chiral jumping and grabbing a fistful of your hair.
His breathing was ragged, he was starting to come undone. “Baby I’m … I’m close … fuck …”
You increased your speed, tongue grazing his tip, your mouth enveloping him fully. You moaned against him, your moan vibrating through him. And that was it.
Higgs came. His hot arousal spilled into your mouth, tricking down your throat as it left him with velocity. He moaned deeply, back arched, eyes rolled back in his head. The noise he released sounded like a cross between a moan and a sigh of deep satisfaction, like it had been trapped in there for centuries.
You slowly released him from your mouth with a satisfying ‘pop’ and crawled your way back up to face him. He was tense below you as you did, orgasm coursing through him as he lay with his back arched off the mattress. When he finally relaxed his back down, you gently lay down on top of him, face to face with him, body parallel to his. He was flushed, face red with heat and sweat. But it was also wet. He’d been crying. You leant down and licked a tear from his cheek. You cupped his face with your hands, using your thumbs to wipe his tears. You smudged mascara across his cheeks.
“I head you before by the way, naughty. You do deserve me Higgs. I love you.” You pressed your forehead against his. His breath mixed with yours, hot and passionate between you.
Higgs chuckled, chest heaving up into you were you lay on top of him. “I’ll let ya keep tellin’ me as much. I love ya too darlin’.”
