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Too Much - Campbell Eliot Smut

REQUESTED: Please make a smut from Campbell from Society. Reader and Campbell have a lot of sexual tension and it finally breaks out. They end up going all over one another, lots of dirty talk and Campbell wants to please her every desire. They go slow foreplay and eases into sex. Lots of built up sexual tension comes to life. Perhaps what causes it is when they see one other flirt with someone and they get into a argument over it and they let go and give into how they feel.

“So…Y/N…what was up with Harry back there?” Campbell asked you while walking with you back to your house. You shrugged and kicked a nearby pebble out of your way as you passed.

“Nothing much really.” You recalled Harry approaching you in the cafeteria, asking you how you’ve been. Somewhere along the way you guys got pretty deep into conversation about what you missed about your old lives.

“Looked a little more than ‘nothing much’, but hey, that’s just coming from me and everyone in the cafeteria that saw you.” Campbell’s hands were fiddling inside his jean pockets as his attitude began to rear its ugly behind. He always had a temper.

“We were, bonding, I’d say for a lack of better words. Honestly, nothing crazy, Campbell, let’s get inside.” You ushered him up your steps and opened the front door to get inside away from the chilly night’s air. You remembered how Harry’s hand brushed up against yours, waiting for you to move your hand off the table, but you kept it there. So he grabbed it and held your hand as you got into deeper subjects. Then he started to lighten the mood, crack a joke or so, or point out people in the room and list off embarrassing moments they’ve had. You never thought to let go of his hand.

“I get it, it gets pretty hopeless in this place, but I’m sure there’s a better pick than Harry.” He pointed out with a slight huff as you both kicked off your shoes. You furrowed your brows and headed into the kitchen.

“Drop it, Campbell. No need to be an asshole to Harry.” You grabbed a glass and filled it up with water at the sink.

“If anyone’s the asshole, it’s always been Harry, and by hearing some of the shit he had to say today, it’ll always be Harry. You’ve got shitty taste in guys.” You turned around to see Campbell, smug, leaning against the kitchen island, and facing you, directly opposite from you at the sink.

“So what? You just mad you’re not getting any in around here?” Of course you had never had sex with Harry, but if Campbell wants to believe it, then why keep saying it didn’t happen? He wanted a rise out of you. However, his face turned sour at your inquiry.

“I wouldn’t need much work to get anything around here. Harry only dreams he could fuck anyone, even you, like I could.” You scoffed and nodded. It did cross your mind briefly once or twice, Campbell had a crappy attitude, but he wasn’t bad looking.

“Hop off your high ass horse baby. You seem to be a bit delusional lately, maybe chill on the drugs, and while you’re so high, imagine me with my clothes off. Cause that’s the only way you’d ever see it.” Didn’t like that comment either.

“Watch your fucking mouth!” He stepped forward, but you stepped forward as well, not backing down.

“Fucking make me! I dare you. Harry would never be able to get me to stop using it.” He rushed forward and pinned your body against the counter, his hands coming up to brace against the cabinets. This was getting hot and intense real fast.

“I would use your whole body, not just that bratty mouth.” One of his hands went to your chin, tilted your gaze upwards, and allowed him to look down at your lips.

“I’m only hearing words and speculation, your opinion is biased.” Your volume dropped significantly as you could feel yourself growing curious.

“You want me to show you, don’t you?” He leaned his lower region up against you and your lips parted in awe.

“Thought you didn’t like my bratty mouth?” You damn near whispered, followed by your tongue wetting your lips.

“If Harry can make good use of it, why can’t I?” Oh this is it.

“Campbell, I’d never let Harry use my body, because I want yours.” You closed the distance between your lips. He was momentarily stunned, before he returned the slow and sensual kiss. Your hands found themselves bunching up his jacket into fistfuls.

“Say you want me.” He broke the heated exchange in which you were temporarily dazed out of as his mouth left yours.

“I really, really want you, Campbell.” You spoke softly before backing him up into your room, adjacent to the kitchen. He helped you remove your top, to which you did the same for him, and he guided you to lie back on the bed.

“You’re beyond beautiful, yanno?” He asked you as if it was common knowledge. “It feels like your body reacts to me with…excitement.” He whispered before latching his lips onto your neck. You sighed out in pleasure as his hips instinctively grinded against yours.

“Am I game for you to play, Campbell?” You teased as he went for your bra clasp. He shook his head and revealed your bare chest.

“You’re my gift to unwrap. My mystery to uncover. Harry can jump out a window if he thinks he’ll ever have you like I do.” He spoke with a smirk before wrapping his pink lips around your nipple.

“Oh my god, Campbell.” You whimpered out as one of his hands dipped below your pants. He hummed against your chest and nipped at you with his teeth, before alternating breasts. His fingers were met with your damp lower lips.

“I’m gonna have you wrapped around my finger. You’re going to do as I say if you want what I can give you.” And without a second thought, you stupidly blurted out.

“Yes please.” This brought a grin to Campbell’s face as he teased your lips, never separating them to dive in.

“The bratty mouth has some manners. Now, you’ll do that every time I speak to you or please you, because I will be pleasing you tonight. Saying please and thank you are very important, Y/N. Understood?” You nodded immediately.

“Understood, Campbell.” His fingers started dragging your bottoms down your legs, kissing you along the way.

“You like to say my name, huh? Nobody says it as often as you do. You like to make sure you have my attention. You like to know I’m listening to every word that falls from these lips, right?” His lips stopped when he realized you had no panties on.

“Took you a minute.” You said with a shy smile. He said nothing, only forcefully spreading your thighs without a word. You grew more antsy as he just sat there, gripping your thighs, and letting yourself be presented to this man.

“That mouth will get you into trouble in the future.” Was all he said before he hunkered down and wrapped his supple lips around your clit. Your hands shot down to his thick hair and grasped as he did not start easy. He used his tongue deliberately to elicit reactions out of you.

“Oh my god, yes. Please don’t stop.” You whimpered as you really realized how deprived you were nowadays. If he stopped, you probably would have burst into tears, because it was so needed and so good. He pulled your thighs towards himself, burying his nose into your wet heat, and you removed one of your hands from his hair and braced yourself against the bed. “Y-You’re doing, s-so well. Fuck yesss.” You could audibly hear your wetness and his saliva at work as his tongue maneuvered around you and he made noises against your body.

“I need you to cum for me, baby.” He spoke breathlessly before diving back in. You nodded and cried out as he didn’t let up.

“Faster, faster and I can cum.” You urged him to continue on. He slid his thick tongue inside of you making you gasp. He used his grip on your thighs to slide you back and forth, his tongue slipping in and out of you swiftly. His nose would bump against your clit at every jolt and it sent you over the edge. You cried out as your legs tightened around his head and your back arched so high you swore you were upside down for a minute.

“What do you say, my pretty girl?” He asked as he hovered over you again and brushed your sweaty hair off of your forehead.

“Thank you, so much.” You were still trying to recover as he began taking off his bottoms.

“You got another one in ya?” You bit your lip as your eyes went to the outline of his hardness strained against his underwear.

“Only if it’s good.” You gave him a smile and he returned it sweetly.

“I don’t disappoint.”

“So, did you plan to fuck me today, or do you not have a condom?” You asked after he began discarding his boxers. He smirked and reached into his pants pocket.

“Lucky guess.” Your eyebrows rose at him in surprise. You didn’t know why you were shocked, because you knew who he was. It was no secret to anyone in this town that Campbell Eliot was not good. Nothing he does goes without intention and thought.

“Either you think I’m easy or you have a lot of confidence in yourself.” He slid the condom onto his well grown length and pulled you further down the bed to get closer.

“I’ve always liked a little challenge. So that when you got used to me, it’s an unspoken promise that you’d be mine.” Without another breath, he thrusted into you. You were stunned at his word choice, knowing that there would never be a time to turn back from this. You wrapped your arms around his torso and allowed yourself to feel his back muscles contort as he worked himself inside of you repeatedly.

“Campbell.” You whispered breathlessly. He seemed concentrated and part of you wondered…but it was a very small part. The rest of you got lost in the pleasure. The feeling of his hot skin on yours.

“That’s right baby. Who do you belong to?” He cooed and began kissing and sucking on your neck. His hips stuttered and you moaned shakily.

“You, Campbell. Please, don’t stop.” He hiked your legs up higher in the air so that he could further submerge himself. You could hear your wet skin slapping together and you knew you were close.

“You like that, don’t you?” You nodded and whined.

“Please, please, please…” You were chanting your new mantra as he brought you closer and closer to your end. He brought his lips to yours and with a final thrust you felt his body tremble against your own. Your nerves were buzzing as your second climax hit.

“Not too much was it?” He asked softly, looking into your eyes with a boyish gaze. You brought one hand up to his soft cheek and smiled right back.

“Thank you.”