Praise - Scott Summers
words - 1,252
pairing - scott summers x fem!reader
warnings - pure smut, dirty talk praise kink, oral (fr +mr), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)
a/n: sorry i’ve been so m.i.a! school’s been hectic and my mental state has been pretty crap but !! i’m back !!! and feeling better !!!!!
tags: @emmcfrxst, @shirostellations, @havokangel, @rax-writes. @jennsimagines, @kendrasauhders (hope you don’t mind !!)
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You laid back on the bed, hair fanning out against the plush sheets, as Scott hovered over you, his hands placed on either side of your head, supporting his weight. He dipped down, running his lips up the side of your neck to your ear, brushing them against the shell of your ear, before taking your lobe between his teeth. He ran his hand up and down your side, pressing the black lace into your skin, the rough texture heightening your senses.
He pulled away, the warmth of his body leaving yours, as he sat back on his heels looking down at you. You whined, looking at him with pleading eyes, as you squirmed under his relentless gaze. “C’mon now, babygirl. You gotta use your words. What is it you want?”
You took a deep breath, hands, and most likely your voice as well, shaking. “I-I want you to make me feel good.”
“‘That’s better sweetheart, but you gotta be more specific. Do you want these?” he asked, running his fingers gently up your thigh, before pressing his mouth to your stomach, running his tongue from your navel to the underside of your boob. “Or this?”
You took a deep shaky breath before letting out a whimper that formed the word both. He chuckled, the sound accompanied by a downright sinful smirk gracing his plump lips, making you feel like you would melt right then and there. He ran his first two fingers up the side of your face, around to your lips, lightly dragging your bottom lip downwards before letting it bounce back into place. He ran his hand up and down your thigh, lightly brushing the spot that craved him most as he prodded at your lips with his index and middle finger. You opened your mouth, nearly moaning at the feeling of his fingers sliding slowly against your tongue. “Good girl, get those fingers nice and wet,” he murmured, moving them in and out of your mouth. You moaned around them, your tongue swirling around the tips of his fingers. He pulled them away from your mouth, a trail of saliva still connecting them to your lips.
He slowly made his way down your body, lips catching on bits of skin before they finally reached their destination at the peak of your thighs. He used his hands to lift your legs, placing them on his shoulders as he latched his full lips around the bud at the top of your thighs, sucking lightly, before his fingers traced along your entrance, slipping in slowly. Your back arched slightly, your mouth hanging open, drawing in a shuddering breath. Your hands desperately grasped at the sheets as his fingers pumped in and out, occasionally curling, brushing against your g-spot as his tongue flattened against the throbbing bundle of nerves. “You taste like heaven, babygirl,” he said, as he buried his face in your wet heat.
He soon swapped out his fingers for his tongue as his thumb pressed lightly against your clit. His ministrations picked up speed until you hung on the precipice of your inevitable high, closer and closer-
Until he stopped, looking up at you with a devilish glint in his eye. He sat in the middle of the bed, spreading his legs slightly. He lifted you up, your legs settling on the sides of his thighs, as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. The muscles in his arms flexed and shifted beneath your fingers as his hand ran from your upper back to the curve of your ass. The tip of his member poked at your bundle of nerves, sliding easily against the slick caused by your previous escapades, causing your mouth to form a small ‘o’, as your hands tangled in the strands of brown hair resting at the nape of his neck. He kissed his way from the crook of your neck up to your lips, tongue swiping along your bottom lip before slipping its way into your mouth, colliding with yours. You rocked your hips against his, desperate for something, anything to relieve the pressure. He grabbed your hips, silently telling you to halt your movements. You complied, letting your hips rest where they were in his lap. He lifted you up slightly, positioning you over his tip as it slowly poked at your entrance, before slowly letting go, causing you to sink down onto him. He covered your mouth with his, swallowing up the loud moan that erupted from your mouth.
His hips slowly ground into yours as your body shook above his, adjusting to the feeling of him stretching you. You gave a small nod against his neck and he started to move faster, your hips moving in sync with his. His lips found yours once again, enveloping them in the warmth his exuded. He smiled into the kiss, biting lightly on your bottom lip, before placing his lips on the shell of your ear.
“You’re doing so well, babygirl,” he whispered, the breath hitting your neck causing you to shudder. “You look so good bouncing on my cock. You like it too, don’t you? How full you feel when you sink down onto my hard dick.” You nodded, his words drawing out a whimper before laying you gently on the bed, your legs sat atop his shoulders. His hands made their way from your hips to your breasts as he squeezed, rolling the nipples between his fingers, causing your back to arch and a cry of his name to escape your lips. He moaned, tilting his head back, as a choked off whimper made its way up your throat.
“S-Scott,” You stuttered, a moan cutting off the words that were going to come out of your mouth. “I’m gonna come.”
“Go ahead and come princess,” he grunted. “I’m right behind you.”
You moaned as you came hard, clenching down around him, your body arched and shaking. He stalled, slowly withdrawing himself from your heat, grabbing himself with his hand to stop from coming.
He sat up on his knees as you crawled towards him, wrapping your hand around his throbbing member. He groaned, clenching his jaw as his head slowly tilted back. You lowered your mouth to the tip, swirling your tongue around it, before wrapping your lips around it and slowly bobbing your head up and down. He moaned, gathering your hair in his fist, before slowly thrusting into your mouth. You reached your hand around, fingers finding their way to fondle his sack as you hollowed your cheeks, sucking momentarily before going back to bobbing. The hand in your hair tightened as he began to thrust faster, his grunts louder and more frequent, before he groaned loudly, releasing his load in your mouth.
“Is my good girl gonna swallow every last drop?” He asked, his voice deep and wavering. You nodded, before complying with his request.
He smirked before falling back on the bed, pulling you with him, nuzzling his face in your neck. You ran your fingers through his messy hair, your nails lightly scratching along his scalp, as your breathing evened out.
