un poquito august drabble 👀 who hungry? gn!reader i think?? afab fs though.
“Cmon baby, let me see you!” august shouted from the bedroom. He leaned back, manspread as you came out of the bathroom. When he finally got a good look at you, a wide smile spread over his face. You spun around slowly, showing him how good his work looked on you.
He was consistently working, staying up all night, and slipping back into bed in the early hours of the morning. It was displeasing to feel the bed dip at such raw hours. Seeing him work himself to the bone, the bandaids, the cuts, the shaking. You knew it was his passion, but it’s hard to not wonder is it really worth it?
“Fuck, you look amazing.” he muttered, snapping you out of your thoughts. He stood up, and started making his way over to you. His hands, like magnets, glided over your hips to your waist, rubbing small circles on your warm skin.
“You’re so perfect..” he murmured, leaning his head down into the crook of your neck. You smiled, “It’s a bit loose around my legs..” you whispered, combing your fingers through his long locks. “Yeah?” his breath fanned against the sweet smelling skin of your neck, while his hands trailed down to your thighs. His hands grazed over the fabric, “Here?” he asked, leaning back to look at you.
You nodded, watching his hands trail down the soft skin of your thigh. He hummed quietly, “I see,” his eyes found yours again, “I don't know how I got so lucky..” his hands lightly trailed back up your thighs and to your hips, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake.
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his fingers digged into your hips, his hips slapping into your thighs, his cock hitting your spot repeatedly. How you two ended up in this position? You have no idea.
“So greedy..” he moaned as you arched your back to get a better angle. If anyone was greedy, it’s him.. pushing your lower body down into prone bone just to kiss you better, just to watch your face contort as he repeatedly hits your gspot.
His breath fanned over your ear, “That feel good baby?,” he asked, trailing kisses up and down your neck. You let out a muffled moan, nodding. “I know it does.” he smiled against your neck, slowly rolling his hips into yours. “Oh f-fuck. You’re gonna make me cum baby.” His hips stuttered, slowing his thrust. “Oh my..”
His eyes rolled back as he felt you clench around him, his warm cum filling you up.
But he wasn’t done, he wasn’t done until you came. As his thrust slowly picked up paste, his moans turned into whimpers. “You feel so good.. please cum for me baby.”
His words alone were building up that coil in your tummy. “Give it to me, let me make you feel good.” he whimpered, leaving sloppy kisses on your neck. His thrust somehow got rougher, desperate for you to cum.
“I’m gonna c-cum..” you moaned, leaning back to capture his lips in a sloppy kiss. Hearing that made him go deeper, finally pushing you over the edge. Your orgasm made him cum again. “There it is.. good girl.” He cooed, placing a gentle kiss on your lips.
“Again?”