warnings: 18+, toxic relationship, age gap, manipulative behaviors, smut, au
pairing: namor x black!reader
inspiration: misunderstood - lucky daye
You werenāt supposed to be there. You said it was over four months ago. The last time was to be the last.
"Damn baby, I love this pussy so much."
Yet here you were in his bed.
Namor.
He was always so vocal. So dirty. So nasty.
You loved the way Namor touched you and kissed you. He was the only man who could make you scream his name all night. He had a way of making you feel like you were the most special woman in the world. His hands on your body caused heat to rise on your skin.
"I missed you so much." His sultry voice sang in your ear.
Four months was a long time to go without the best dick you ever had. Night after night, you tossed and turned, trying to keep yourself from reaching out to him. But the carnal desire overwhelmed you.Ā
āYou always feel so good, baby.ā Namor moaned.
He had your legs around his waist with his hand on your neck. His strokes became sloppy as he drove deeper inside you. Your nails dug into his back, making him arch into you more. You could feel him deep in your stomach.
āSo beautiful. Youāre taking me so well.ā Namor whispered in your ear.
āItās too much.ā
The feeling of him stretching you was sending you to your limit. He had you approaching your fourth orgasm of the night.
āThen cum for me.ā
Namor angled his hips and slammed into you harder. You screamed as you came. Namor continued to fuck you through it. He gently bit your lip as his orgasm rocked through him. His body relaxed as he slowly pulled out of you.
The room was silent except for their labored breathing.
āOh shit, that was amazing.ā Namor sighed. His fingers massaged the flesh of your hip. He leaned over, taking your ear between his teeth. You could feel his hard dick prodding against your leg. Heās always been a machine and could go for however long you wanted. It was one of the things that made you so addicted to him.
"Yeah, it was." You admitted.
You pulled the sheets up to your chest and moved to the edge of the bed. You could feel Namor staring at you, and you did your best to ignore it.
āYouāre regretting it.ā It wasnāt a question.
You didnāt try to deny it. Namor was always able to read you like a book. He said that your silence spoke more than your mouth did.Ā
āNamor, what are we doing?ā
āWeāre having fun, right?ā
āFun? After three years, I was hoping to be more than fun.ā
You went to sit up, but Namor grabbed you and pulled you back to him. The warmth of his body consumed you.Ā
āYou are so much more than that, baby.ā
āBut you said-ā
āYou asked me what we were doing. Y/N, you mean everything to me.ā
Namor cupped your face and kissed you softly before moving to your neck, making you weak. Your body flew into autopilot and immediately relaxed into him more. He always had a way with words. No matter what happened in those three years, he could always make you return to him.
He climbed on top of you, draping your leg over his shoulder. His warm hands massaged your thighs, making you crave him again.
āYou left me, Y/N. Tell me you wonāt leave again.ā
āNamor-ā
āY/N.ā Namor moaned before slipping inside you. You grabbed onto his shoulders as he filled you up. His steady pace of thrusting into you made you wetter and wetter with every stroke. The feeling was paradise.
āTell me.ā He whispered against your lips.
Namor reached down between the two of you and began rubbing your clit. You held tight onto his body as he plunged deeper inside you. Namor fucked you speechless. The only sound was your breathy moans.
āY/N, I adore you. Tell me you wonāt leave me.ā
āI wonāt leave you.ā
This was not how you imagined your relationship would go. Fighting and fucking consistently. You thought being in love with someone a little older would be easier. You knew it could be with a different man. You wanted to give up. You needed to let Namor go, but your bodyās desire for him outweighed the logic.Ā
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