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Can I request a Druig fic?

You see Druig in a bar during a fight that broke out between humans. You notice that he has something to do with them abruptly stopping. And it intrigues you.

This just came into mind when I saw your requests were open, I leave the rest up to you 😍😍

All writing will be #writing-wh0re-requests.

Druig x Reader

Words: 2,160

Warnings: Smut18+, Male Performing Oral, Unprotected Sex, Alcohol, Praise Kink, Swearing, Fingering, Semi Public Sex (Slightly).

A/n: I hope I did this request justice!

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Working as a bartender had many perks. Free drinks, meeting different people from all walks of life, being able to pick the music and being the owner, gotta celebrate the little things, right?

However, no one had been as interesting as him.

The way the room suddenly felt smaller and as if it only housed us. His swagger and suave was something some men would kill for, yet it graced him effortlessly.

It took a few weeks for him to approach me for a drink, typically sitting in a dark booth in the back just watching. At first it was intimidating, especially because I would catch him looking at me. His stares would linger and small sly smirks would dance across his lips which would make my cheeks flush and that only encouraged him. The first time he ordered a drink from me, I could hardly remember what he said. His eyes drank in my figure, before locking with mine and that same sly smirk on his lips.

“Y/n?” His accent, fuck.

My eyebrows frown together before his eyes dart down to my chest.

Name badge, right.

“What can I get you?” I’m surprised the words even formed and came out correctly, the power this man has over me and we’ve only shared glances, if you can call it sharing.

His tongue darts out across his bottom lip, learning more onto the wooden bar as his eyes lock with mine again.

“Something, sweet.”

My cheeks heat up as I roll my eyes, smirking.

“Coming right up.”

I quickly spin around, not wanting to show how flustered I feel, quickly whipping around the bar to grab different liquors.

“Strawberry Sunrise.” I place the tall glass in front of him, his hand brushing mine before taking the drink from me. Goosebumps liter my skin at his touch, igniting a fire inside of me.

“Thank you, love.”

I smile at his words, looking down at the cloth between my hands not wanting him to see me blushing for the millionth time.

“I didn’t catch your name?”

Before he can answer, a loud glass shatter fills the air, two men shoving each other by the dart board.

“Fuck.”

I grab a glass of ice water and run from behind the bar, prepared to splash these two idiots and demand they leave. However, much to my own disbelief the two men stop their amature wrestling match, their eyes glow a slight yellow and they slap themselves.

I tilt my head slightly, looking over my shoulder at the Irish man. His jaw clenched, eyes focused and drink in hand, at least I’m not the only one seeing this. I turn back to the pair of men, both of them cleaning the mess they had made, picking up the shards of glass and fixing the tables.

“Excuse us miss.”

“Sorry about that, do you have a bin I can drop this in?”

Confusion hits me, do they not remember what just happened?

“Miss?”

“Ahh to the left of the bar.” I quickly gesture to the spot with the open bin, watching the man discard the glass before walking out of the bar with the man he was just fighting.

I shake my head, walking behind the bar and pouring myself a fireball shot, quickly tipping the cinnamon whiskey down my throat.

The Irish man chuckles, his eyes lingering on my lips.

“Druig.”

“Sorry?” I question causing him to chuckle again.

“My name, Druig.”

“Well Druig, I don’t know what you just did, but thank you.”

Druig smirks, raising his glass to me before walking away from the bar and sitting in his usual dark booth at the back.

Since then, I’ve been infatuated with him.

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11pm and Druig still isn’t here.

I shake the thought from my head, laughing at myself for having the man’s ‘schedule’ memorised.

I continue around the bar, checking in on a few different patrons, mainly the regulars and clearing a few tables. I keep myself busy, restocking the various alcohols, rotating the new refrigerated drinks and keeping the place clean.

“Strawberry Sunrise.”

I flick my eyes up from the bench, meeting his chocolate brown eyes, butterflies erupting inside of me.

“Think you can just walk in and get what you want?”

Druig chuckles, leaning forward on the bar limiting the space between us.

“Y/n, my beautiful, I think everyone knows I’m your favourite.” My heart flutters at his words, heat filling my face as I scoff.

“That’s a lie, Scott’s pretty great.” I smirk, tilting my head to the man standing by the jukebox, drunkenly swaying to the beat.

“Scott? I’m surprised.”

“Druig, I’m full of surprises.” I wink, quickly turning around to make him a drink, taking a deep breath to calm myself down.

I stir the liquid around before placing it down in front of Druig, his hand taking the glass from me.

“Drink with me.”

I smirk at the Irishman, tossing up the idea before looking to the left of him.

“Y/n! Dear, another!” A huff passed my lips as I pout at Druig.

“Maybe when I’m off the clock?” I suggest, smiling at him before walking to Scott and getting his order ready. Scott grabs the glass, taking a sip before his eyes glow yellow, I look over his shoulder, all the customers with eyes glowing before almost instantly changing.

Scott smiles at me, placing down $40 before walking out of the bar, the bar slowly empties, multiple amounts of cash left on various tables. I turn to Druig, a small smirk on his face as he drinks his Strawberry Sunrise.

I cross my arms over my chest, smirking at the man.

“Really wanted that drink huh?”

Druig chuckles, before standing and locking the entrance to the bar. He comes back to me, walking behind the bar and looking at the various bottles of alcohol. Druig and I stand shoulder to shoulder as he nudges me softly.

“Sit, let me make you something.”

I pull myself up onto the bench beside Druig, staying close to the alcohol to see what he is mixing.

Druig eyes drag up my body as he licks his lips.

“Skirt is a bold choice for work”

I look down at my black pleated skirt, my legs on show.

“Laundry day.” I shrug, not wanting to admit I was trying to get his attention, guess it worked.

“Well I like it.” I look over at him, his eyes wandering over the alcohol labels as my heart hammers against my chest.

“Good.”

The words leave my lips before I have time to comprehend as Druig stops looking at the bottles and turns to me, walking to stand in front of my legs.

“Did you dress up for me?” His hand brushes against my thigh before he places his hand on the bench beside my hips, caging me against his body.

My mouth goes dry as I simply nod causing him to chuckle and shake his head.

“Words, Y/n.”

“Only for you Druig.”

Druig smirks, his eyes flicking from mine to my lips.

“Good girl.”

A shiver runs over my spine as arousal pools between my thighs. I flick my eyes to Druig’s lips, leaning forward causing him to smirk and close the gap between us. His lips are warm and taste of strawberries, my soft smile falls into our kiss as his hands fall to my hips, pulling me closer to the edge, closer to him.

I drape my forearms over his shoulders, my fingers tracing circles on his shoulder blades.

“You taste sweet.” I giggle causing Druig to chuckle.

“Could say the same thing about you darling.” Blush heats up my cheeks as I shake my head, his lips falling to my neck, open mouthed kisses and soft bites littering my skin.

His hands tug on my shirt as I pull it from my body, him following suit and ridding himself of his shirt. Druig holds my hips, looking over me before pressing his lips against mine.

“Beautiful.” His mumbled praise sends more arousal to my core, my thighs rubbing together in search of some release.

Druig kisses down my body, taking the time to show my boobs attention, kissing and sucking the supple skin. My head tilts back at the sensation, my mouth slightly agape as gasps and soft whimpers fall from my lips, his tongue circling my nipple.

He falls to his knees, pulling my hips forward to the edge of the bench, I fumble with my skirt as he shakes his head.

“You wore it for me, leave it on.”

I nod in response, his head disappearing under the fabric of my skirt, his lips kissing and sucking up my thighs. My heart hammers against my chest, the anticipation killing me. A gasp falls from my lips, his cold fingers moving my panties to the side before softly rubbing my clit in small circles.

“Druig.” His name passes my lips in a soft whimper, needing more of his touch.

His warm tongue slides past my slit, dragging up and circling around my clit. My nails dig into the counter, his tongue slowly lapping at my core, his finger sliding inside of me.

“Fuck.” I place my hand above me on the shelf, knocking a bottle of alcohol, the glass and liquid covering the floor. Druig chuckles against my core, never faulting as my back arches, the pleasure surging through me.

Druig curls his fingers inside of me, his lips wrapping around my clit, sucking the bundle of nerves.

“Just like that.”

Druig keeps his rhythm, circling my clit with his tongue as my legs shake lightly.

“God, I'm cumming.” Druig presses his finger against my g-spot, my mind going fuzzy and my heartbeat picking up as I cum for him.

Druig places a soft kiss to my pussy, kissing down my thighs before standing up straight. My chests rises and falls, my face flushed and lips parted. Druig looks to the ground, where the bottle smashed as he smirks.

“Bit messy, arent we?” Druig takes his finger between his lip, cleaning me off him.

I smirk at the man in front of me, his hands quickly fumbling with his belt and pants, ridding himself of the fabric.

Druig’s cock springs free and I swallow.

“You’re big.” Druig smirks, a slight blush hitting his cheeks as his cock twitches, causing me to smirk, guess praise is something we both enjoy.

Druig closes the gap between us, his hands falling under my thighs and guiding my legs around his waist, his cock sliding up and down my slit, bumping against my sensitive clit.

“Please, Druig, please.” I mumble against his lips as he nods, guiding himself inside of me, my nails digging into his shoulders causing him to hiss.

My head falls back, his lips attaching to my neck as his hips slowly rock in and out of me. Both of us getting used to the feeling of each other.

Druig’s hips rock into mine, the bench slightly rocking with our movements. Our lips fall together, his tongue slipping into my mouth as they tangle with each other.

Our moans are muffled by our kiss, his hands holding my bare back, every now and again digging his nails into my skin as I clench around him.

“So good baby, fuck Y/n.”

I moan at the praise, his cock massaging my walls perfectly. Our eyes lock, both of us smirking at each other, his face washing with pleasure as mine mirrors his expression.

Druig’s lips brush against my ear, whispering praise as his pace picks up.

“Good girl.”

“Taking me so well.”

“So fucking wet for me.”

“Beautiful Y/n.”

My nails raked down his back, surely leaving a mark on his skin.

“I’m close.” I whisper, wanting this feeling to last forever.

Druig kisses my lips softly, his hand moving to my clit, sensitive from before. With every bump of my clit and every stroke of his cock, small shocks of electricity take over my body. My eyes flutter closed as Druig moans, his cock twitching inside of me.

“I’m-holy fuck.” I cut myself off, my walls clecnhing around him as I cover his cock with cum, his hips speeding up for only a moment before faltering and filling my pussy with his warm release. Our eyes lock, both of us panting before our lips fall together, his hand moving behind my neck, almost afraid for me to pull away from him and have this moment end.

Druig pulls out of me, both of us sighing at the loss of contact, slowly fixing our appearances. I look at the ground, the alcohol and glass scattered across the floorboards.

“I’ll help you fix that tomorrow, tonight you’re coming home with me.” Druig smiles, taking my hand in his. I open my mouth before closing it, having no protest or smart ass comment to make, wanting nothing more than to spend the night with him.

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