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NSFW: office sex, minor cockwarming, slight master kink not really
i wanted to do something more romantic than hardcore smut. tbf i don’t think i could even attempt something hardcore because i get so embarrassed BAHA
it’s criminal that my favorite FT character doesn’t have enough fanfics about him </3 OR ANY NEW FT FANFICS IN GENERAL
also it’s been awhile since i wrote anything smutty so please bare with this one >:) i wanted to show my baby some love
He felt the overwhelming feeling in every fiber of his body.
Because you weren’t giving him attention.
He wasn’t gonna admit it though, all he could do was just bury himself in paperwork while you gave your undivided attention to the other men in the guild.
“Stupid men and her good looks.” He mumbled as he hastily scribbled on the report for the council.
Cursing everybody in his guild was the most appropriate thing to do as a guild master. He simply couldn’t act rashly just because he was an attention-seeking whore.
Perhaps he should do the same thing as you.
Give other people attention.
He shook his head, that was too petty of him.
“Sting, you’re looking crazy over there.” His red partner commented watching him making all sorts of crazy faces.
Sting pouted, stopping his writing as he looked over to his exceed. “It’s not fair… Y/N isn’t paying attention to me!” Lector sweated.
“Maybe.. I dunno.. Talk to her.”
Lector sighed at the blond’s stubbornness. He couldn’t believe his partner was refusing to communicate with his girlfriend. He shrugged as Sting resumed his paperwork.
The red exceed decided to find Y/N, leaving his master alone with paperwork.
There she was at the bar, serving food and drinks to the tigers. Chatting and smiling at them as they spark a conversation with her.
“Y/N!” Lector landed on the bar in front of the girl, interrupting her conversation with some random saber.
“Oh, hi Lector!” She smiled as she dried off a glass. “Did you want something? I can cook something up for you.”
Tempting as it is to eat your cooking, he unfortunately had to deny it. “No, I’m okay.. Sting requested your attention!” Lector said, making you curious as to why the maroon cat is denying your food—something he rarely ever does.
“Well, okay then. It must be important.” Lector nodded. “Yukino will you be okay for a minute?”
“Of course!” The white-haired celestial mage smiled.
You put down the towel and rushed upstairs to see what your boyfriend wanted. You knocked three times on the wooden door, before entering.
You examined the room, the only thing neat thing was the stack of finished paperwork on the desk while some crumbled pieces of paper were scattered all over the room. You watched him sloppy writing on the paper as his other hand was buried in his spiky hair.
“Sting.. You wanted to see me?” You called out, realizing he hadn’t even noticed you come in.
“H-Huh?” He paused, looking slightly surprised you were in his office.
Taking note of how beautiful you looked in your (r/c)-colored low-neck dress that complimented your skin tone. How your hair was tied back into a messy bun. He shakes his head before turning his eyes off you, almost forgetting he was mad at you.
“I don’t know what you mean. I never asked for you.” He muttered which you barely heard.
You raised an eyebrow at your boyfriend’s body language. He wasn’t even looking at you anymore and had his arms crossed as if he was upset. You sweated, realizing why.
“Are you upset again?” You walked over to him. “Y’know, I belong to you.” Your arms wrapped around his neck, shoving his face into your chest. You could feel his breath pause for a minute.
“Liar. You were neglecting me.” His words were muffled, but you could still make out what he said.
“Jealousy is so not a good look on you.” You stated, as your hands found their way up to his hair, twirling with it. “Is there any way I could make it up to you, master?”
His breath hitched once again, hearing your cunningly flirtatious tone. You know what turned him on and it was making it hard for him to be mad at you anymore. He took his head out of your chest and looked at you with a certain glint in his blue eyes.
Pulling you to his lap, making you straddle him. “There’s a few things I can think of.” He smirked up at you. His hand grazed up your spine until he found the band that was holding your hair back. Swiftly tugging at it, causing your hair to cascade down.
His hand bunched up your hair pulling it back, revealing your neck. His lips connect to your soft skin, making you whimper at the touch. Sinking his teeth into your skin, sucking ever so lightly to leave purple bruises all over your neck down to your breasts.
“S-Sting.” You moaned, messing up his hair. With a twirl of your finger, you heard a click behind you. Using your magic to lock the office door.
He continued to mark your once flawless skin, enticing several sounds that were music to his ears. Pulling back to admire his masterpiece he could only smirk at your flushed expression.
Your eyes were closed as your plump lips were parted, your chest heaving up and down as your heart pounded against your ribcage.
Desire and lust were pooled in his cobalt orbs. His hand gently pushed your head down to his connecting the gap between you two, his pants started to tighten as the moment went on.
“Once we’re done here, everyone is going to know you belong to me.” A slight growl left his throat as he tugged on your hair just right to make you moan.
“Y-Yes Master.” He smirked.
“Say it again.” Your face turned redder than previously, not sure how it’s possible but it did. Feeling all hot and aroused.
“Yes Master Sting.” It was in a hushed tone but it still turned him on.
He lifted his hips, adjusting his position causing both of your nether regions to graze one another. His hand hastily made its way up your dress, his fingertips ever so lightly caressing your thighs, slowly inching closer to your heat.
The pace he was going made you whine, wanting to feel him already. “Patience, my love,” Sting smirked at your eagerness. "This is payback."
"Unfair." You moaned out as his lips traveled back to your neck, littering more love marks wherever he could.
His fingers drew circles as they slowly moved up closer to your arousal. You sighed, urging your hips closer, only for him to tug at your hair in response.
Soon enough that felt like an eternity to you, he gave in, letting his fingertips brush upon your folds. Your breath hitched at the slightest touch. His fingers hastily hooked onto the band of your panties, ripping it off and tossing it somewhere in the office.
With his strong sense of smell, your arousal hit his nose with familiarity. Feeling proud that he could turn you on with the lightest touch and kisses. His lips left butterfly kisses, moving their way up to your lips. His teeth nibbling on your lower lip.
Returning his lustful kisses, you played with his hair the way you knew he liked it. In response, he slid in two fingers making you gasp, giving his tongue access to your mouth.
Fighting for dominance, his fingers slowly thrust in and out, lubing your entrance with your arousal. Your legs mindlessly squeeze him as he hooks his fingers, his thumb circling your clit.
Your whimpers and moans were like music to his ears. He enjoyed making you submit to his doings. He liked the way he dominates you, especially the way you call him master.
Sure he gets upset and jealous of your attention being anyway but him. But deep down, he knew that you were his and only his.
Retreating his fingers enticed a whine from you, he carried you over to the soft couch without disconnecting from your lips. His eyes scanned your figure as you lay there ready in anticipation. His tongue wet his lips as he tore off his pants.
You squirm as you want him to fill you up already. Unfortunately, he wanted to take his time and savor this moment. He grabbed your leg putting it over his shoulder.
“Y/N,” You looked at him, curiosity pooled in your eyes. “You look beautiful like this..” You blushed, your dress was crumpled up to your chest and you were sure in his point of view he had a good look at your pussy. “And we should get married!”
“Are you seriously proposing right now?!” You exclaimed, face all red. He cheekily grinned at you, not wasting a minute he entered inside you, quickly making you forget his proposal. You moaned feeling complete.
The way you look at the moment is ethereal. The expressions you made as he went in and out were his favorite. It only turned him on more, his hands finding their way around your hips, lifting you up slightly gave him more access.
Moans and groans increased as you two went on. The smell of sex filled up the office. You weren’t sure if you were being loud to the point the guild could hear you, but in the moment you both didn’t care.
“Y-Y/n.” His body collapsed on top of yours with his hands perched next to your head so his full body weight wasn’t on you. “Was that a yes?” His face was centimeters from yours, watching you catch your breath.
You stared at him, thinking back to what he was talking about. You smile once you realize. “Yes, of course, Sting!” He grinned like a child who got a lollipop. Immediately smashing his lips onto yours as his cock that was still sheath inside of you was twitching in excitement.
“Good, because.. I already.. got a ring.” He muttered between kisses.
After your loving makeout session, he cleaned you up with some toilet paper he just so conveniently had in his office.
As you were fixing your appearance, something dawned on you. “Sting, you ripped my favorite panties!” You huffed, holding up your torn-up article with your telekinetic magic.
He only smirked at you. “Guess you’re just gonna have to go pantie-less.” You sighed, throwing the clothing into the trash, combing through your hair, deciding to let it down in an attempt to cover all the dark marks but to no avail as it was literally everywhere on your exposed neck and cleavage.
You were starting to regret not having extra clothes or makeup on you. “You suck.” You looked in the mirror, examining your skin.
Before you head out, he stopped you. “Forgetting something?” He held out a black box, opening it revealing your (f/r). You smiled as he put it on your ring finger.
“Can’t believe you remember.” He slightly scoffed at your statement.
“I remember everything when it comes to you.” He kissed the crown of your head, making your heart flutter.
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