Focus
Max Hatter X Alice’s Daughter!Reader
Warnings: smut, unprotected sx(wrap it before you tap it), m receiving, Dom!Max, Sub!Reader, Aftercare
You sat across from Max Hatter in his dorm room, trying to focus on the group project spread out before you both. But with each passing minute, your mind wandered further from the assignment and drifted instead to thoughts of Max's handsome face, his black hair streaked with purple, and the way his shirt clung to his toned chest. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat as a familiar warmth began to pool between your legs.
Max glanced up from the papers scattered across his desk and caught you staring. A slow smirk spread across his face as he leaned back in his chair, eyeing you with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Having trouble concentrating?" he asked, voice low and husky.
Your cheeks flushed pink but you nodded dumbly, unable to form a coherent response under the intensity of Max's gaze. He pushed away from the desk and rose to his feet in one fluid motion before stalking towards you like a panther closing in on its prey.
"I think I know just how to help with that," he purred once he reached your side. His hands found your thighs and slid upwards, pushing your skirt out of the way until his fingers brushed against the damp fabric of your panties. You gasped at the contact, back arching off the chair as Max's touch sent electric shocks through your body.
"Mmm, you're already so wet for me," he murmured approvingly, rubbing slow circles over your clothed sex. "Tell me what you want, baby."
"I...I want..." you whimpered helplessly, too far gone to articulate anything beyond a desperate plea for more. Max chuckled darkly and hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties.
"Lift up," he commanded gruffly. As soon as you complied, he yanked the scrap of lace down your legs and tossed it aside carelessly. Then he dropped to his knees in front of you and pushed your thighs apart roughly.
"You taste like heaven," Max growled before burying his face between your legs with a groan. His tongue delved into your dripping folds, lapping at your arousal greedily as he devoured you. You cried out in ecstasy, fingers tangling in his hair to hold him close as he feasted on your pussy like a starving man.
Max's tongue circled your clit before sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth. He flicked it rapidly with the tip of his tongue while two fingers plunged deep inside you, curling to stroke that perfect spot within. Your hips bucked wildly against his face as he fucked you with his hand and ate you out simultaneously.
"I'm gonna cum!" you keened desperately, thighs trembling around Max's head. He doubled his efforts, determined to make you fall apart for him. Within moments, your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave and you screamed Max's name as pleasure consumed every inch of your being.
As the aftershocks subsided, Max sat back on his heels and licked his lips clean of your juices with a satisfied hum. "Much better," he declared smugly before rising to stand over you once more.
Still trembling from the force of your climax, you gazed up at Max with lust-glazed eyes and parted lips. "Please," you whimpered needily, reaching for him. "I need more."
Max's smirk widened into a full-blown grin as he took in your wanton expression. He crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head slowly. "Uh-uh," he tsked teasingly. "You came here to work on our project, remember? I'm not going to let you distract me again so easily."
Your lower lip jutted out in a pout but Max just laughed and turned away to return to his desk chair. Undeterred, you slid off the bed and padded after him on bare feet until you reached his side.
"Come on, Max," you wheedled sweetly, looping your arms around his neck from behind as you pressed yourself against his back. Your breasts cushioned against him while your hips nestled perfectly into the curve of his ass. "I promise I'll be a good girl and focus on the assignment...after you fuck me senseless."
Max's breath hitched as your warm breath tickled his ear. He leaned back into your embrace with a low groan, hands coming up to cover yours where they rested on his chest. "You're playing with fire, baby," he warned in a strained voice.
"Then burn me," you challenged recklessly before nipping at his earlobe sharply. Max jerked forward with a curse but then spun around in the chair to face you, eyes blazing with barely restrained lust.
"You asked for it," he snarled before crushing his mouth against yours in a bruising kiss. His tongue plundered your mouth greedily while strong hands gripped your hips hard enough to leave finger-shaped bruises behind.
In one swift motion, Max lifted you onto his lap so that you straddled him, naked pussy grinding against the rigid length of his cock through his jeans. You moaned wantonly into the kiss as pleasure sparked through you from the delicious friction.
Max's hands made quick work of your shirt, practically tearing it off in his haste to get you naked. Your bra followed soon after and then his mouth was on your breasts, sucking and biting at the sensitive peaks until they were stiff with arousal.
You arched into his touch with a moan, fingers scrabbling at the hem of his shirt desperately. Max released one nipple with a wet pop and leaned back just enough for you to yank the fabric over his head before tossing it aside carelessly.
Your palms flattened against the warm skin of his chest, feeling the hard planes of muscle beneath as you explored every inch. Max shuddered under your ministrations before capturing your wrists in one large hand and pinning them above your head.
"Not yet," he growled against your lips before trailing hot kisses down the column of your throat. "I'm not done tasting you."
He spun around suddenly and dumped you unceremoniously onto the bed before crawling over you like a predator stalking its prey. You trembled beneath him as he loomed above you, eyes dark with desire.
Then his hands were at your waist, popping the button on your jeans and dragging the zipper down torturously slow.
Max hooked his fingers into the denim and yanked them down your legs along with your panties until you lay bare before him. He took a moment to drink in the sight of you, spread out like a feast for him alone.
"So fucking perfect," he rasped reverently before ducking his head between your thighs once more. You cried out as his tongue delved into your dripping folds, licking up every drop of arousal that had gathered there.
Your hands fisted in the sheets as Max ate you out like a man starved, determined to wring another orgasm from you. But just when you teetered on the brink of climax, he pulled away abruptly and sat back on his heels.
"Enough teasing," Max declared gruffly as he reached for the button of his jeans. "I need to be inside you."
You licked your lips in anticipation as he shoved both pants and boxers down muscular thighs before kicking them off completely. And then his cock sprang free, thick and hard and perfect.
Your eyes widened at the sight of it, a fresh gush of arousal flooding your core. "Holy shit," you breathed out in awe. "You're huge."
Max smirked at your reaction before crawling back over you slowly. "All the better to fuck you with," he purred wickedly as he settled between your thighs.
Max's cock nudged against your entrance and you gasped, back arching off the bed as you felt the thick head part your folds. He paused there for a moment, letting you feel every inch of him as he teased you mercilessly.
"Beg for it," Max commanded roughly, eyes boring into yours with an intensity that stole your breath away. "Tell me how much you need my cock."
"I...I need it so bad," you whimpered out desperately, hips bucking up to try and take him inside. But Max held himself still, refusing to give in until he had what he wanted.
"How badly?" he pressed relentlessly, one hand coming up to wrap around your throat lightly. "Tell me exactly what you want me to do to this tight little pussy."
"So fucking bad," you keened shamelessly, too far gone in lust to care about anything but the ache between your legs. "Please Max! I need you to fuck me hard and deep until I can't walk straight! Please just give me your big fat cock!"
Only then did Max deign to grant your wish, slamming forward and burying himself inside you to the hilt in one brutal thrust. You screamed at the sudden invasion, walls clenching down around him like a vice as you struggled to accommodate his size.
"That's it," Max groaned against your neck, hips already pistoning in and out of you at a punishing pace. "Take my cock like a good girl."
One hand slid up from your throat to tangle in your hair while the other gripped your hip hard enough to bruise as he pounded into you relentlessly. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with your wanton moans and his guttural grunts.
Max angled his hips just right and suddenly he was hitting that perfect spot inside you with every thrust, sending sparks of pleasure shooting up your spine. Your nails raked down his back as you clung to him for dear life, entire body trembling on the verge of shattering.
"So close," you panted out, thighs quivering around his waist. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"
"Not yet," Max growled, slowing his thrusts just enough to keep you balanced on the knife's edge of release. "You don't get to come until I say so."
Tears of frustration pricked at your eyes as he denied you over and over again, drawing out the exquisite torture for as long as possible. Your entire being was focused solely on the feel of him moving inside you, stretching and filling you completely.
"Please," you begged brokenly when it became too much to bear. "I can't...I need..."
Max silenced your pleas with a brutal kiss before finally giving in to his own needs. He snapped his hips forward one last time and buried himself balls deep as he came with a roar of completion.
The feeling of him pulsing inside you pushed you over the edge into oblivion and then there was nothing but white hot bliss consuming every nerve ending until black spots danced behind your eyelids.
Your climax crashed over you like a tidal wave, every muscle in your body seizing up as ecstasy flooded your veins. Max's name tore from your throat on a scream of pure rapture and then you were falling, spiraling down into the abyss of pleasure.
Distantly, you felt him collapse on top of you, his weight pressing you into the mattress as he shuddered through his own release. His cock throbbed inside you with each pulse of cum that painted your insides and the sensation only prolonged your own orgasm until it bordered on too intense to bear.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the last tremors faded away and Max lifted himself off of you with a groan. You whimpered at the loss but he quickly rolled onto his side and gathered you close against his chest.
"Shhh," he soothed as he stroked a hand down your sweat-slicked back gently. "I've got you."
You blinked up at him in surprise, still dazed from the force of your climax. "You're being awfully sweet all of a sudden," you mumbled into his shoulder. "What happened to the big bad Dom?"
Max snorted softly and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "Even Doms need aftercare sometimes," he murmured against your skin. "Besides, I can't have my favorite toy getting too worn out now can I?"
You huffed out a laugh at that before snuggling closer with a content sigh. His fingers continued their soothing path up and down your spine as he held you close, the steady rhythm slowly lulling you towards sleep.
"You know," Max said after a long moment of comfortable silence, voice low and rumbly in his chest. "I never thought I'd be into this whole cuddling thing but...there's something nice about holding you like this afterwards."
"Mmmm," was all you could manage in response, too boneless and sated to form any real words.
He chuckled softly and tightened his arms around you possessively before burying his nose in your hair and inhaling deeply.
"I think we're going to have a lot of fun together," Max declared with a note of dark promise in his tone. "And I'm not just talking about the kinky stuff."
You hummed sleepily and pressed a kiss to his collarbone, too tired to do anything else. Within moments, you were drifting off into a peaceful slumber cocooned in his strong embrace.
You woke slowly, blinking blearily against the early morning light filtering in through the curtains. Max was still spooned around you from behind, one heavy arm draped possessively over your waist.
A soft smile tugged at your lips as memories of the night before came rushing back - the intensity of their lovemaking, the way he'd held you afterwards like something precious. It had been a side of him you hadn't known existed and it made your heart ache with longing.
Max stirred behind you and then his nose was nuzzling into your hair, inhaling deeply. "Morning," he rumbled sleepily, voice rough with disuse.
"Hey," you replied softly, rolling over to face him. He looked rumpled and adorable like this - all tousled hair and sleepy eyes that crinkled at the corners when he smiled at you.
"You okay?" Max asked quietly after a moment, thumb brushing over your cheekbone almost reverently. "I didn't hurt you last night did I?"
"No," you assured him quickly even as warmth suffused your chest at his concern. "I'm fine, I promise. Better than fine actually."
He seemed to relax slightly at that and his hand slid down to cup the back of your neck as he pulled you in for a slow, sensual kiss. You melted into it with a soft sigh, savoring the feel of his lips moving against yours.
"I meant what I said last night," Max murmured once they parted for air, eyes searching yours intently. "About wanting more than just sex with you. About...feeling things."
Your heart skipped a beat at the vulnerability in his tone - this was new ground for both of you after all. But there was no denying how much those words meant coming from him.
"I do too," you confessed softly, reaching up to cup his cheek in return. "So much more than I ever thought possible."
Max leaned into your touch like a cat seeking affection and then he was kissing you again - deeper this time, pouring all those unspoken emotions into every brush of their lips and slide of their tongues.
You clung to him just as fiercely, pouring your own feelings back into the embrace.
They lost themselves in each other for long moments before finally breaking apart again, both of them breathing heavily. Max rested his forehead against yours and you could feel the rapid thump of his heart beating in time with your own.
"So...where do we go from here?" he asked quietly after a moment, almost hesitant. "With us I mean."
You smiled softly at him even as happiness bubbled up inside you like champagne. "Forward," you said simply but with complete conviction. "Together."
Max grinned then - a real, genuine smile that lit up his entire face and made your breath catch all over again. He kissed you one more time before rolling out of bed reluctantly.
"Come on then," he said holding out a hand to help you up as well. "Let's get some breakfast and figure this thing out together."
You took his hand without hesitation, ready to face whatever the future held as long as you had him by your side. This was just the beginning of a whole new chapter for both of you after all.
And you couldn't wait to see where it would lead.
