A Movie Night To Remember (Vil Schoenheit X MC!Reader {Smut})
(Artwork found on https://kihachi08.tumblr.com/post/656770078182981632/20210303)
(18+ content: fingering/jerking off, cum swallowing, face sex, praising, degrading, marking, faint blood tracing, slight knife play)
{This story links up directly with the movie premiere writing with Vil. Please enjoy, my Shards.}
…That absence of warmth from Vil’s hand leaving your own was soon replaced by another in your cheeks once more once you saw Vil on screen completely naked again. There he was, having sex onscreen with two of the ladies in the cast. You swallowed harshly, your brain attempting to slow the uproar of heat that was progressing in not only your cheeks…but down south in your body. The most intimate parts of you were filling with heat, and you damn near felt embarrassed at just how hot that was making you. How sexy Vil was with his hair pushed back like that. The sweat faintly rolling from his pale, muscular form and how his face was contorted in a grin in the scene…what you didn’t realize was that Vil was staring at you far too intensely. He soon made a motion with his hand over his head, and it seemed as though some sort of curtains were drawn up and around you and Vil on both sides- sealing you off from the others entirely, but the screen was still able to be seen. Your eyes widened as your head turned, your cheeks still flushed. You could hear the moans of the women on the screen, and you saw Vil staring at you…or, more accurately, your lips.
“Is my performance captivating you that well, potato? I’ll have you know that they can still hear us, but not see, so I’d advise still keeping your voice down.”
A wicked smirk suddenly curled onto Vil’s face, and the heat for you only intensified. His hand was swift to gently press itself onto your neck, his eyebrows raising.
“Might I help you with that?”
Your heart fluttered upon being asked for your consent. Your eyes fell to his lips as well, tracing them with your gaze. You gave a nod in reply. His lips were swift to find yours, your tongues soon swiftly dancing together in a battle for dominance. He gently nipped at your bottom lip, which caused you to release a choke of a soft moan. He pulled away, that grin back on his face.
“Remember what I said, sweet potato~”
You gave a nod. Great Seven, why was the fact that you needed to keep quiet while this was happening only turning you on more? His fingers soon were wiped clean of the prior crumbs and grease with a wipe. Then, they were descending upon you. His fingers were warm to the touch, his eyes trained on you as they swept past your clothing to reach you in your most sensitive spot. Once he had found you fully, his eyes opted to lock back onto your face, his fingers beginning to trace slow circles upon you. You gasped softly, your hands digging into the armrests of the chair you were seated within. Vil chuckled at the sound, continuing his work on you.
“My my…I’ve barely touched you, and you’re already dripping, leaking, and hot as an oven. You’ll be pleased to know that I feel the same.”
Your own eyes soon trailed to his clothing, and you most definitely could make out a bulge there. You gulped- and that was when Vil squeezed your thigh with so much force, you loudly gasped. You clamped a hand over your mouth, your cheeks burning even more- if that was even possible at this point.
“The deal is the same as with the popcorn, dear. I give to you and you give to me..?”
His eyebrows lifted at you as he awaited a response from you. You soon found yourself nodding once more, your hand now gently moving towards Vil. His eyelids lowered faintly, his eyes trained on your moving hand. Once you had found his already throbbing member, his lips parted in a soft yet shuddering sigh. You began to pump him, your hand easily able to glide across him thanks to his precum that was leaking from his tip. You felt him twitch, and you twitched seconds after. Your hips began to roll into his hand as he increased his speed, feeling how wet and warm you were for him providing him with an unprecedented sense of confidence. You began to increase your pumping in turn, which made him begin to ever so slightly buck his hips into your hand. His eyebrows furrowed faintly as his gaze flickered between himself and you, his whispers now reaching your ear once more.
“S-such a good little sweet potato for me…that’s it, keep pumping me and I’ll keep treating you, pet~”
He felt you twitch even harder at the sound of his words, his lips curling into a smirk.
“Oh~? Do you enjoy being my pet, (Y/N)? I could get used to having such a pretty personal slut to train~”
Your vision began to blur as he increased his speed, and you bit your lip so hard you could taste a little blood. You were struggling to keep your moans in and under control, your eyes soon fluttering shut as your focus shifted to the overwhelming pleasure and the need to keep your voice down.
“I spoke to you, dear, I expect a response back.”
His nails dug into your thigh again and you whimpered softly, just barely being able to respond to him.
“Y-yes, Vil-”
“Yes Vil what? Tell me, dear, do you like this~?”
Vil’s hands soon shifted to his attire, his eyes momentarily glancing to ensure that the curtains were still up. Then, he allowed his member to spring free fully, and you had to hold back yet another moan just looking at it. It had quite a bit of girth, but the length of it was what was impressive. He overlapped one of his hands onto yours, the two of you now pumping him as his other hand continued to work on you. His lips parted in the softest of moans, his eyes trained on your hand with his on his member. He wanted- no, he needed more of you, but taking your innocence in such a place like this would be unsightly, in his opinion. He would have to settle for your mouth.
“O-open wide for me then, pet.”
He practically spat it at you, his tone taking on just the slightest edge like his counterpart in the movie that was still playing on the big screen before you had. You obliged, opening your mouth and allowing Vil to lightly arch your body forward in the chair, bending you over. Your mouth soon met the tip of him, and he was soon completely nestled in the warm, drippingly wet cavern. He released a shaky groan of pleasure, his hips beginning to pump himself into your mouth. You softly moaned onto him and it reverberated throughout his body. You felt him twitch at that, and thus, you began applying some pressure with your mouth by sucking him off a little. Something in Vil seemed to snap at that, and he soon was increasing his speed, bucking his hips into your mouth. You could feel his balls smacking against your chin, and you were having to suck and breathe through your nose so as to attempt to not gag too damn loudly. His other hand that had been pleasuring you soon found your hair, gripping it fiercely as he guided himself into you further.
“Keep on pleasuring yourself, pet. Now. But you cannot orgasm until I say so, you greedy little whore.”
Another moan at Vil’s words echoed into his body from his member, his hands continuing to guide you while his hips set the pace. You were already using your hands to bring yourself closer to your edge as he commanded, and he leaned forward just enough to purr a moan into your ear.
“Mmmmmm~ such a good little pet for your Vil. For your queen. I quite like seeing that expression on your face as I fuck your pretty little throat, cockwhore.”
Your lower body was tightening up, your eyes being rolled back into your head as you could feel Vil getting closer too. He panted right into your ear, occasionally releasing a moan of your name or the nickname he had bestowed upon you. You shuddered once you felt him press something cold to your neck- it seemed to be a pocket knife. He had taken a moment to wipe that off as well, and traced a thin line on your neck with it that was enough to draw a bit of blood. You gasped onto him as his lips descended upon you to begin sucking and lightly licking at that which he had drawn. You felt as though you were losing your mind in the pleasure, the screen’s film directly before you two long forgotten. You soon felt him biting and sucking at the area just above the wound, marking a hickey upon your flesh in a spot that only he would be able to detect thanks to your clothing and how it was originally positioned.
“M-may I cum inside your throat?”
Vil took a moment to ask for your consent on an action once more, his breath and voice gently echoing into your skin. You nodded and softly gagged out a moan again. He sucked in a tiny breath, his hips increasing in their speed of bucking into you. That combined with your own pleasuring and his words were driving you insane, and just when you didn’t think you could hold out anymore- Vil gasped. His body trembled as he moaned directly into your ear to muffle himself, his cum already shooting itself down your throat and coating it with its heat. Your eyes fluttered back into your head as a muffled cry of a moan erupted from your lips, being drowned out by the cum that was still entering your throat. You soon came alongside him, your juices erupting from you and painting your thighs with their slick. Vil panted heavily, pulling out of your mouth as soon as he was certain he was done. His hand fell to your thigh, and while your brain was still struggling to process what was going on now- you were pretty certain you saw him lick some of you up. He hummed at the taste, seeming to give just the slightest hint of approval- at least, that you could pick up on. His arms soon found their way around you as he cleaned you up with some of the wipes he had, his hand craning itself around the drink you had ordered. He brought it to your lips for you to drink from, his hand also feeding you some of the popcorn from the bucket. He lightly kissed the top of your forehead in the process, ensuring that the both of you were well covered up.
“Please let me know if you need me to order you any food, dear. We should be at about the climax of the film now…but do let me know if you wish to continue that when we return to campus~”