Can I request from the smut promp list number 91 or 106 (or mix them if u want) with Gwil or Ben? Thanks honey💜💜💜💜
91.“Stop dancing like that or I’m going to cum in my pants"
106."Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? ‘Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now”
Your favourite song blasted through the speaker you had placed in your kitchen. Your beloved boyfriend, Gwilym, had been at an acting gig the whole day. It wasn’t really something big, he had said, but at this point he had been away for 36 hours spread out over the past three days. It was supposed to have been a tiny holiday for the two of you but since Gwilym had assured you that the gig was a quick and done deal, you had agreed to it. At this point, it seemed like that quick easy gig might be a little bigger than first anticipated.
In this very lonesome holiday at home you decided that now was as good of a time as ever to get your spring cleaning done and after almost three weeks of cleaning your whole apartment, the only thing you had left to clean was the kitchen. All your windows where wide open, the music filled the kitchen and your oversized shirt functioned as a dress for today, since you hadn’t been bothered to put on any trousers. You stood leaning over your stove, working as hard as ever to get it clean. Your hips swayed from side to side while you vigorously scrubbed the stovetop.
The music was so loud you didn’t even noticed your front door open and your boyfriend walk in. Your scrubbing continued, as did your long and exaggerated swaying of your hips as you reached up high to clean the exhaust hood above your stove. The lifting of your arms caused your shirt to rise up above your hips, revealing your skimpy underwear. You still hadn’t noticed that you weren’t alone anymore and thus couldn’t be bothered to fix your clothes. The beat of the music picked up and so did the movements of your hips, which caused your ass to jiggle.
“Baby, I’m going to need you to stop dancing like that - or I’m going to cum in my pants” Gwil groaned from the doorway to the kitchen.
With a gasp you turned around baffled by the voice behind you.
“Gwil baby! You’re home!” you exclaimed as you threw your damp cloth back on the table and quickly made your way over to your boyfriend.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you in for a tight hug. He placed three quick kisses on your forehead before moving one of his hands over under your chin to tilt your head up, to place yet another two sweet kisses on your nose and then one on your lips.
“I missed you today baby” he whispered against your lips, as his fingers started dancing down your back before he grabbed a hold of your ass.
“Mmmh” you moaned against him “I missed you too - almost done cleaning the whole flat though. How’s the 'quick gig’ going?” you said and kissed his jaw softly.
“Stop making fun of me, I’m really sorry! My agent said it wouldn’t take any longer than a single day and I feel so bad for ruining our holiday” he whined as he pulled you in closer and nuzzled his face in to the top of your head placing soft kisses on your hair.
“It’s okay Gwil, I don’t blame you. And I like, I’ve gotten the best out of all the time right, so it’s all good baby. But with all that being said, I’m really happy you’re home now because.. I’ve really missed you” you said and slowly moved your hands down his back and grabbed his ass, to pull him as close to you as possible. You bit down on your lower lip and looked up at Gwilym slowly blinking in the hope, that he would understand where you were trying to get at.
“Did you just” he said and groaned when you gave his ass a light squeeze that caused his knees to buck and he lightly thrusted his hips forwards, grinding his crotch against your lower stomach, desperate for any sort of friction against his hardening cock.
“Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? 'Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now” he growled in your ear.
“Is that a threat or a promise?” you whispered as seductively as you could.
“A promise”
“In that case, then yes - I absolutely did exactly that” you grinned and gently bit his chin before slowly dropping to your knees before he could reply to your comment.
“Oh, what a good girl already dropping to her knees” he praised you as he unbuckled his belt.
You swatted his hands away after he had fiddled with the belt and you finished his work, unbuttoning his trousers and sliding them down his muscular legs. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw in on the floor as you spat in your hand and slowly started jerking him off.
An array of tiny whines and moans left Gwilym’s swollen lips as your hand slid over his shaft. You didn’t waste too much time before you wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock and swirled your tongue.
Gwilym’s hands found their way into your hair and he twirled his fingers around, grabbing a hold of a few tufts, silently begging you to go deeper. You licked and sucked as if your life depended on it and those sweet sounds that emerged from Gwilym’s lips made it all worth it.
“Holy.. Holy shit” he whined as his hips bucked ever so slightly, forcing his cock down your throat.
“You’re so fucking good for me. What-what did I do to deserve you?” he whined, almost on the brink of tears.
In response you sucked a little harder and swirled your tongue around his tip once more before popping of him with an obscenely loud sound.
“Shit, no- baby! Please!” He whined, throwing is head back in agony, unwrapping his fingers from your hair.
“Uh-huh, love. I want you inside me, please” you retorted slowly kissing your way up his stomach as you got back on your feet.
Gwilym took a few deep breaths trying to regain control, he usually wasn’t as submissive as he was right now but being brought to the edge of an orgasm and then being denied had its effects. It did take him a few moments, but when you finally got back on your feet and placed a soft kiss on his Adam’s apple he was back in his usual dominating position.
“Denying me of my orgasm? And here I thought you were being a good little girl for me today.” he started and began drawing tiny patterns on your arms with his fingertips.
“Maybe you need to be reminded of who’s in charge here” he growled in your ear, before quickly spinning you around in his arms, pushing you forwards until you reached the counter.
He lifted up your shirt to give him a full view of your round ass, before he smacked his hand firmly against it - one, two, three times making you gasp out each time. After the last smack he gently rubbed your now marked ass.
With one hand he pulled your panties aside and within moments he slid two fingers in to your soaking cunt. A symphony of whimpers left your lips ad Gwilym started working his magic on you.
“You’re already all nice and wet and ready for my cock aren’t you, you pretty little thing” he purred, while thrusting his fingers in and out of you.
Unable to form any words you replied with a muffled moan and frantically nodded. You felt another hard smack against your ass before Gwilym removed his fingers from you, leaving you empty. He grabbed his cock and lined it up with your entrance and with one swift thrust of his hips he buried himself deep within you.
The two of you moaned out in sync and after a few seconds of letting you adjust to the feeling of him inside you, he started moving his hips agonisingly slow. His right hand snaked around your hips and down your pubic mound to play with your clit as his left hand found its way back to your hair.
“Mmmh, such a good fucking girl. I fucking love that little tight cunt of yours baby doll” he purred in your ear, which send shivers down your spine.
“And I hope you’re fucking close, cause you feel so fucking tight 'round me I won’t be able to keep this going for much longer.” His voice had gotten needier and whinier within seconds, it was very obvious that he was close and to be fair you had brought him to the edge of an orgasm once, so it wasn’t surprising to you, that he was so close. Luckily you were too.
You whined and moaned Gwilym’s name followed by a lot of profanities and yesses and within a few sloppy thrusts Gwilym groaned loudly as he came and you followed him shortly after, your knees nearly bucking under you as you came.
A few moments of panting and cleaning up later, Gwilym had taken your hands in his, leading you to your bed.
“Gwil - I’m not done cleaning yet I still have to-”
“No more cleaning, I want to cuddle. Please” he whined, sounding so needy you could barely keep yourself from laughing. With a gentle and steady hand your ran your fingers through his hair, resting your hand on his cheek pulling his face down to yours to give him a kiss.
“Then come on up here you big cuddle bug” you laughed when you finally reached your bed.
in which i accidentally get carried away doing a simple blue eyes and hair suggestion by @sunflower-chan (if this isnt your tumblr then my apologizs) from mdps disc, click for better quality
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