You walked down the stairs of your new home, Pogtopia, one of Wilburs trench coats tied snug around your body so as to not show your clothes. It had been weeks since your boyfriend had come laid in bed with you, or laided you. And needless to say you were getting a bit needy, your hand could only do so much as to pleasure you as he could. So, you decided you would give him a little visit in his office, and give yourself the sweet release you were so wanting.
The lights in the walls flickered as you downed the hallway to his office, hand brushing against the wall with one hand as the other gripped the coat. Your body was buzzing with excitement as you came upon his office, the door cracked open a smidge.
“Wilbur? Can I come in?” You asked, knocking lightly on the doorframe.
You heard a hushed ‘come in’, and promptly nudged the door open, taking sight of a hunched over Wilbur, lit by a half burnt candle that sat on his desk. Papers strewn across the desk as he looked over various maps that held messy writing and half drawn battle plans. An ink bottle laid on its side, the contents of it emptied from various scribbles and plans across the multitude of papers.
With a small, almost sad smile, you made your way over to Wilbur, placing a hand on his arm. “When’s the last time you slept?”
He shrugged, tired eyes switching from paper to paper. You frowned, and stood in between him and the desk, tilting his chin with your hand, making him look at you instead of his papers.
“What are you-?” He began, but you cut him off, pressing two fingers slightly against his lips. With a gentle push, he landed in his chair, hands gripping the arm rests as you gently settled yourself upon his lap.
“You need to take care of yourself hon,” You murmured, arms looping around his neck. “It’s not healthy to push yourself like this.”
Wilbur avoided your looks, face ridden with guilt. He knew how much you worried about him. “I’m sorry love. Is there anything I can do to make up for worrying you?”
You held his face in your hands, giving him a small kiss on the tip of his nose. “Promise me you’ll get some sleep. And spend a night with me. It’s been far too long since either of us have had a release.”
His checks lightly flushed with blush, hands quickly coming to your waist as he met your gaze. “I can do that. Suppose we could spend this night together?”
Heat rose in you, a smile forming on your lips. “I’d like that. Fortunately, I’m already dressed for it.”
Taking a small breathe, you untied the trench coat, revealing the lace lingerie you wore, along with a lace choker. “I got a little impatient with waiting.” You spoke sheepishly.
“You are,” He took a pause, drinking you in. “So absolutely beautiful darling.”
You smiled, ang gingerly slipped off his lap, dropping the trench coat on the ground as you walked over to the office door, closing and locking it. You didn’t want anyone disturbing you two.
Wilbur held his arms out as you made your way back over to him, sitting on his lap as his arms wrapped around your waist, your arms wrapping around his neck as you pulled him in for a kiss. The kiss was full of hunger and love, both of you craving each other.
His fingers brushed against your underwear as he ran his hands up and down your waist, hungry to touch you. You pressed yourself flush against his chest, fingers threading through his hair. You could already feel how aroused you were, his touches making you melt into him.
You pulled back from the kiss, tongue flicking against his lips as you opened your eyes. Wilbur looked at you, tilting his head slightly. You leaned your head down, kissing his neck softly, causing him to shiver. Your tongue brushed against his skin as you bit and sucked, leaving marks all across his skin. His tender hands gripped your hips, squeezing hard enough to hurt, but you didn’t mind.
As you pulled back from his neck, a satisfying ‘pop’ noise being made, you felt something growing in your boyfriends pants, causing you to grind against his lap, hearing a breathy moan escape his lips. You bit your lip, looking him in the eyes as you continued to grind down on him. He began to melt under you, soft pants and moans passing through his lips.
“Darling I-” Wilbur shuddered under you, leaning into your shoulder.
Through his jeans you could feel him throb, he was close. You however were not ready for him to have his release. As he began to kiss and bite your shoulder, you stopped grinding, a mischievous grin forming on your lips. His hips bucked against yours, chasing any friction he could get.
“No no no, not yet.” You bit his earlobe softly. “You still need to pleasure me babe.”
Wilbur bit his lip, smothering a growl into your shoulder. He lifted you up, swiping off all the papers, then set you on the desk.
You laid back as he pulled down your underwear. Your heart beating loudly in your chest as he leaned down in his chair, his mouth quickly latching onto your already wet pussy. You let out a soft moan, hands gripping the desk as he went to work, his tongue flicking up and down on your clit.
Your back arched, hand quickly gripping his hair, pulling him closer to you. His teeth grazed against your sensitive skin as his tongue moved skillfully. Pleasure quickly rose, causing you to moan loudly.
“God,, Wilbur” You moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “Your pretty mouth has such a way of pleasuring me.”
Your compliment lit a fire in him, causing him to slip a finger inside of you as he continued to stimulate with his tongue. The burning feeling in you tightened, causing you to wrap your legs around Wilbur, holding him in place as he brought you closer and closer to the sweet release you so craved.
With a strangled moan you came, Wilburs tongue lapping around you as your legs twitched, quickly becoming overstimulated. When he had finally pulled away, you sat up, panting heavily. His hands found your hips, gently helping you off the desk.
As your feet touched the ground, you reached for his belt, quickly undoing it, and tugged his pants down, the tent that had grown becoming a lot more free. You smirked slightly, and tugged down the waistband, letting him spring forth. Precum was already dripping from the tip.
You bit your lip, then crawled up onto his lap, positioning yourself over him. His lips found yours, encompassing you in a rough, needy kiss, before you slammed yourself down onto his lap, moans escaping both of you. His hands held you roughly, nails slightly digging into your skin. You gripped his hair, tugging him back slightly as you bounced, slick noises coming from each movement.
You smiled widely into him, finally getting what you so craved for so long. You were so come over with pleasure as you rode him, you could barely hear the knocking on the door. But Wilbur hand.
“Nhg, wait wait,” He whispered into the kiss, holding you from moving. You whined, tugging softly at his hair. “Someone’s at the door.”
“Wilbur? Are you in there?” It was Fundy.
“Y-yeah, I’m here.” He answered, trying to steady his voice.
“Could you open the door? I wanted to talk to you about some battle plans.” Fundy jiggled the handle.
You looked at Wilbur, tightening around him as you slowly moved up and down on his cock. You wanted to see how much you could tease the man as he spoke with his son.
Wilbur let out a small moan into your shoulder, giving a small glare as you smirked. “I’m actually um, doing something important right now. I-it would be better for you to come back later.” His voice stuttered as you licked his neck.
“Are you ok.? I know everything’s been hard, and you’ve been working your ass off. Y/n was talking to me about how worried they were about you. We’re all worried.” Fundy spoke, concern lacing his voice.
“I’m ok.” Wilbur looked at you, a small smile forming on his lips. “I’m going to take care of myself tonight, and spend some time out of the office. Let me finish this up, then I’ll go rest, yeah? We can talk more tomorrow.”
Fundy’s hand left the door. “Alright. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As his footsteps faded, you pulled Wilbur in for a deep kiss, mumbling how much you loved him as your lips pressed against his. Wilbur mumbled back sorries and I love you’s, fingers lightly brushing over your buzzing skin.
You began bouncing once again, loving whispers filling your ears as moans bubbled up from your chest. Your chest brushed against his, your sensitive skin brushing against his soft sweater. Wilburs hands shifted from your hips to your thighs, thrusting gently, yet fast, chasing the contact with you.
“Wilbur,” You breathed out, moaning into his ear. “I want you to cum inside me. No pulling out this time.”
“But what about- what if you get pregnant?” His movements slowed, looking you in the eyes.
“Don’t worry, I’m, ah, I won’t.” Your muscles began to twitch, getting awfully close to your second release.
“If you say so love.” He began to quicken his pace, biting your shoulder as his hips stuttered, slamming you down on his lap as he came. You twitched, moaning as you felt him fill you up, back arching.
As you came down from the cum high, Wilbur kissed you all over, whispering small ‘I love you’s’ as you leaned into him, gripping around his cock. Your chest heaved, your arms wrapped around his neck.
As you held onto him, not wanting to let go, he leaned down, grabbing the trench coat. “Love, I’ll carry you to our room, but you’ve got to put the coat on. I don’t want anyone to see your lovely body.”
You blushed softly, then kissed him softly, slipping the trench coat on. “You’re gonna have to walk down the halls with your dick in me. I’m not letting you go yet.”
Wilburs cheeks turned bright red, fingers drumming on your waist. You gave a cheeky smile, then wrapped your legs around his waist as he stood up, his arms holding you close to him. You loved this man so much.
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