wolffe x fem reader
summary: cuddling turns into fucking tired & grumpy bf!wolffe who cums when you say “i love you”
warnings: sexual content
a/n: pls take my wolffe slop while i work on new hcs 😵💫😵💫😵💫
the weight of wolffe’s arm draped over your body pins you down as he nestles you close to his bare chest. he spoons you from behind, silent other than the muffled inhales brushing against the back of your neck. his eyes are calmly closed even though he’s awake, feeling you fidget with his hand. you bring his fingertips to your lips and nibble at his rough, calloused skin, hardly thinking much of it. you just mindlessly suckle on his fingers a little, sinking your teeth into him between your sleepy sighs.
it doesn’t take long for him to decide that he’s had enough of your teasing, and he draws his hand away from your mouth to wrap his fingers around your throat, kissing your shoulder blade as his other hand slides between your legs. he pushes your underwear to the side and drags his touch along your wet slit, squeezing his hold on you when you start to squirm.
“wolffe,” you gasp, arching your back against him. he latches his lips to the crook of your neck, his tongue flicking over your warm skin through his slow, hungry kisses, and his thumb rubbing your clit, feeling the pulse start to throb and swell. “can’t let a man get some fuckin’ sleep,” he mutters low and impatient under his breath, “always teasing…getting yourself into trouble…”
you cry out as he slides two thick fingers through your walls, stretching you out and stroking his touch inside of you, a curling motion that makes your mouth fall open with a soft moan. your pussy squeezes around him, clenching desperately for his cock that you’re soon begging for. he moves the hand around your throat down to slip under your shirt, grabbing at your breasts. his thumb pinches and rolls over your nipples the same way he plays with your clit.
you think he’s going to let you cum soon—he always lets you cum first—but he’s in a different mood today. your eyes flutter open to find him hovering over you, spreading your legs wide as he tosses your panties to the side. he drops his head close to yours and slides his cock into you, groaning at the way your walls clamp down around him, warm and wet and welcoming him home. your face is buried in his chest, and your hands clutch his shoulders tight, feeling all of his feverish weight on you, still bound in the tired embrace that locks you beneath these tangled bedsheets.
“fuck,” he grunts, rolling his hips slowly. you moan and roll your head around the pillow, letting him fuck into you at the slow, languorous pace he wants. his energy is low and sapped, but just the weight of him filling you up satisfies the desire gnawing at your insides.
“oh, you feel so good,” you whisper, staring up at him with round, pouty eyes, “don’t stop…”
“save it,” he snaps, “you just need someone to keep you fucked and full, yeah? such a greedy fuckin’ girl, i swear…” he moves his hips back…and forth…a slow rhythm that lets you feel every inch of him sliding through you, every vein that pulses against your walls. you whine softly and dig your nails into his biceps, shaking your head at his harsh words.
“no, baby, i need you,” you whimper.
he shakes his head. “don’t baby me,” he mutters irritably, but his lips skim over your forehead in a gentle, fleeting kiss.
you pull him down closer, craving for his body to completely engulf you as he pushes his cock deeper and deeper, dragging it out of you just to thrust back inside. he fists the sheets around your shoulders, framing himself around your figure protectively, and the world seems to disappear. all you see is him, all you feel is him. he lets out a raspy groan and crushes his mouth to yours, devouring your moans with messy kisses that lock your swollen lips together and swirl your tongues around each other.
his hips start to move against yours slower as your kisses deepen, and you wrap your arms around him, your hands flattening against the sculpted surface of his backside. you moan into his mouth and wrap your legs around his waist, keeping his cock lodged inside of you. your pussy is clenched tight around him, milking him dry of every tired thrust that pushes you closer and closer to the edge.
“i love you,” you tell him softly, cupping his face.
“i love you so much, wolffe.”
he makes a low, ragged sound from the back of his throat and twitches in your hold, pressing his forehead to yours. you look at him as he groans and cums both hard and fast, only giving you a breath to catch up and turn your face away through your own release. you’re panting to the side when he kisses your neck and wraps his fingers around your jaw, forcing you to look at him again. but he doesn’t say anything, simply taking in the pretty sight of your flushed cheeks and wide eyes in silence, a stern, dark glare lingering over his hazy lust.
“i didn’t think that would make you finish,” you whisper.
wolffe scowls at you before collapsing his entire weight down, crushing you in an exhausted embrace you don’t try to fight. he nuzzles your chest, exhaling like he’s been holding his breath.
“you know i love you more.”
you laugh and scratch his head, kissing the top of it. “yeah, i know…”
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