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PORCO GALLIARD: HOMEWORK HELP

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Prompt: MODERN AU. Porco X F!READER. It’s Friday, your roommate is out of town for the weekend and right as you’re about to relax, your college flings texts you. Porco hasn’t done the homework yet and needs to copy off you. You won’t let him get it without trying.

Warning: NSFW, 18+ CONTENT. Use of terms: bitch, slut.

Tags/keywords: college relationship, mention of past encounters, FEMALE ORAL SEX MAINLY. handjob, fingering, finding the clit. Porco being a cocky bitch until he’s face to face with a woman who wants to get fucked for real. Making out. Mild degrading. Cum tasting.

Notes: I formatted the texting part on my laptop so I know it’s kind of fucked up on the phone so apologies in advance

Word count: 3.1K

ENJOY BABES! 🥰

Your roommate was going to be gone for the weekend. Thank god, you think to yourself. You opened the door, mentally cheering to yourself to see her bed was made, her stuff was put away, and you would have an entire 48 hours of peace and quiet.

You slump your bag against the wall, and flop down on your bed. You close your eyes and let your mind wander. I miss Porco. It had been about two weeks since you last saw him. You two met in the library, in the hopes of studying but ended up shooting the shit for 3 hours instead. You recall the 45 minute segment of him showing you his camera roll, and your heated makeout session in the empty quiet zone of the library. The rings building around his eyes as midnight approached and tiredness blinded you two, making you incoherent and giggly.

You sigh deeply, stretching on your bed and enjoying the aching feeling of your lower back. You roll onto your front, and kick off your shoes, letting them fall on the floor. I should text him. Why not? You had one more midterm to study for and that wasn’t until Wednesday. As soon as you picked up your phone, a notification popped up on your screen.

Porco G

Can you send the psych homework ? I have plans tn

The seductive, hot image of Porco in your head dissipated as you read his message. You click your tongue, making a ‘tsk’ sound. Trying to think of something witty to respond with.

Sounds like a you problem dude

Not your best but it’ll suffice

Porco G

You’ve never had a problem giving me the homework before lmao

You rolled off your bed, deciding to leave him hanging for a few minutes. It was a lab, and your results couldn’t be copied. You didn’t want to get flagged for plagiarism. You went to use the washroom and wash your hands, coming back to your phone lighting up over and over again.

Porco G

I didn’t have time to make it into the lab

That fucking prof has it out for me, he didn’t include me in the email of the lab details this week

Are you really leaving me on delivered right now?

BITCH OPEN UP

You laugh at his outburst. You can picture him right now, computer tab open, looking at his blank lab report. You think of a response, watching as he goes to type, a small bubble appearing, and then quickly disappearing. An idea bubbles to the surface to your mind, and you go to type.

If you want it so bad, then come get it.

You hesitate for a second, and send. If he wants to cheat so bad, he’ll have to earn it. You’ve had a hard week, working so hard to maintain your grades, keep on top of your club activities and a part-time job — you’re not going to let some guy use that to his advantage without cost. Fearful of his response, you set your phone down, pacing around your room.

Bzz. You breath, and brace yourself as you look at his response.

Porco G

What am I supposed to fuck you for it?

I’m busy, come get my homework and take a picture of it if you’re so desperate

Porco G

K i get it

You turn off your phone, shaking the situation off. I mean I wouldn’t complain, you think. A eruption of butterflies bloom in your lower stomach and your mind replays the library. His craning head, aching to kiss you deeper. The way he groped at your waist, pulling you closer against a shelf of books, feeling just the imprint of his dick against your inner thigh.

It took all your strength to not let curiosity win. Instead you changed into something more comfortable, prepping yourself for a little bit of studying before unwinding completely. You chose silky pyjama shorts and an oversized hoodie. You grab your laptop out of your bag and start editing one of your essays in bed. Minutes pass and the words begin to blur on your screen, your eyes growing heavy and mind sinking into your pillow. You want to fall asleep. Letting your eyes shut, you feel warmth in your body stir, sleep blanketing you.

All too soon there’s a furious knock at your door. You jolt awake, and stare at the door, hearing Porco’s voice on the other side. You go to open the door, smoothing down your hair.

“Yes?” You say, feigning ignorance to what you just discussed over text. Porco shuffles himself into your room, closing the door behind himself. You sit back on your bed, criss-crossing your legs together.

“Did you die? Why weren’t you responding to me?” He asked, a hand on his hip and his other hand waving around his phone.

“I was doing homework.” You say simply. Porco raised his eyebrows at you, looking at you doubtfully. “What? I just got back-“

“Do you have the psych homework?” He cut you off, looking at you very intensely, but before your eyes you saw the cogs in his mind spin, and his face softened. “I’m really depending on you here.”

“I would give it to you but I still need to finish it.” You reply.

His fiery annoyance returns, he lifts his hands up, stuttering and feigning confusion “uhhh, uhhh- then why did you tell me to come here?” He says in a mocking tone. Porco steps forward until he’s almost towering over you. You look up to him, meeting his steely gaze with a meek expression. Porco was always short tempered but whatever anger or annoyance he had toward you was usually run short.

“If you wanted it, I said you could come and get it. I didn’t say I was finished it.” You say. He exhales an annoyed scoff, being silent for a few seconds. He ran his fingers through his hair, looking down in contemplation. Then he reaches down to grab the side of your face. His fingers are cold.

“If I ate you out would you give me the homework?” He asked, tipping your head to look at him. Your lips turn into a smile, and you start laughing.

“Is Professor Zoe’s psych lab really why you’re offering to eat me out?” You say. Porco’s expression was filled with both anger, infatuation and passion. He bit his lip before bending down to whisper in your ear.

“Take it or leave it, Princess. I’m only asking once.” He whispers, planting a small kiss on the lobe of your ear. Your breath hitches slightly, and you nod slightly, turning to face him.

“I accept. Hopefully I didn’t ruin your plans for tonight.” You say, watching as his eyes watched your lips.

“I’m used to that from you.” He said. You hum in response, pulling him to sit next to you. Porco lays his hand on your shoulder, and lays you down. He propped himself slightly on his elbow, using his knee to separate your legs, allowing him to swing one of his legs in between. Arousal builds and your lips can’t meet his fast enough.

Porco kisses you with such intense hunger, grunting slightly as his warm lips slid with yours, biting your lip and holding it in his teeth for a brief second. He was a sloppy kisser, and you loved it. It turned you on so much to feel his tongue in your mouth, to feel his horniness build as you swirl your warm, wet tongue against his. Porco likes to move around no matter what, so while kissing you, his hands roam all along your body. He lingers at your thighs, gliding his cool fingers on the sides, then tracing your inner thigh, brushing against your outer V as he explores up your stomach. You moan breathily into his mouth in between kisses, grinding your hips against his and kissing him with as much fervour as he is. He circled his hips, pressing his growing cock into you. The pressure felt so good, and slowly all the stresses you had about life took a back seat. “I didn’t know you were so hellbent on getting that assignment done.” You whispered against his lips.

“Oh yeah,” He said in between kisses, “I take school” he kissed you, “very seriously.” You laughed, straddling him with your legs and continuing to kiss him.

The two of you are all or nothing, and you’re only as aroused as the other person. So it’s always a competition to see who can turn on the other the most. The needier you are, the more turned on he is, and so you are both loud kissers, loud and passionate love makers.

Porco pulls away from your lips, sitting up and taking off his t-shirt. “Your shirt,” he grabs your hoodie by the shoulders and you raise your arms, letting him pull it off of you. Porco’s eyes perked up at your bare chest. Placing both of his hands at the base of your waist, he slid his hands up, cupping your breasts and giving each of your nipples a gentle suck. He kissed all around your chest, inching further down. Finally, he reached below your waist, and he took your shorts off. He began smirking, drawing a finger down the center of your soaking underwear. “You’re already wet? Were you thinking of me before I got here?”

Anything clever you had to say died on the tip of your tongue as he massaged your clothed pussy, and you squirmed at his touch. He pressed into you, slowly stroking the length of you. You close your eyes, choked moans coming out of your mouth as you feel Porco get a handle on you, seeing concentration build on your face. “You like that?” He says

“Hmm yeah,” you reply, reaching to pull of your underwear. He grabs your hand, stopping you.

“Don’t be so eager. I’m getting there.” Porco delayed taking off your underwear, instead just tracing the outline of your V and going up to leave a couple hickeys on your neck. To really get him annoyed, you reached down, and began touching yourself. He pulled away from your neck, forcefully grabbing your wrists. “Do I need to restrain you or something? You’re such a horny slut.” He says, and you just nod. The wetness pooling in your underwear is making you uncomfortable and you want nothing more than for him to take care of it. “Keep your hands to yourself.” He whispers in your ear, finally reaching down and twisting the sides of your panties in his fingers. He leans back, settling on his knees and slides your underwear down, revealing your already dripping pussy. Porco makes a noise in the back of his throat, and that made you look up at him, only to see him gaze down at you in wonder and awe. All the confidence he had previously seemed to be extinguished by the sight of you — legs spread open, your core soft and wet just for him, your lips glossy and swollen from his kisses, and your doey eyes looking back at him lovingly, and so full of lust. He didn’t really know what he was doing, but he would never let you know that. He wasn’t letting your pent up energy go to waste. He was going to do this and he was going to be fucking good.

Porco settled himself down, laying on his stomach and wrapped his hands around your thighs. He first placed a gentle kiss on your pubic area, letting the knuckle of his hand graze your centre. You squirm at his first touch, before closing your eyes. He keeps kissing you, reaching down to the top of your clitoral hood, and kissing down your lips. Slowly, his tongue pressed against your labia, making little licks along each ridge, tasting the tangyness of your fluids. He breathed in through his noise and he looked up at you — seeing your face scrunched up in concentration as he put his tongue to work. Porco felt his already hard cock twitch against your hard mattress and a wave of lust fell over him, and he wanted to keep going.

“Feels good, Porco,” you breath out, you kept your hands latched to your chest, holding your tits and running your fingers over your nipples. Porco grunted, his tongue flat against your pussy, flicking it against you. His warm, soft tongue was making you feel so good. He took his lips away for a moment, using his fingers to run through your soaking folds, reaching up and accidentally finding your clit. Your head jolted up, and you almost made a choking sound at the unexpected pleasure of what he just hit. “Do that again,” Porco rubbed over that spot again, gently, before bringing his mouth back down and sucking it. He listened to your whiny moans, revelling in his feat of finding the clitorus. He was so hard, and wanted to touch himself so bad. Porco could cum just like this. He kept sucking on your clit, bringing his hand up and fingering you gently. His thick, calloused fingers teased your viscous, slippery entrance and he slowly stuck two fingers in. “Porco — oh my god,”

Your pussy clamped down around his fingers and Porco slowly started making a C shape with his fingers inside of you, pumping in and out of you. “You’re so tight around me, fuck-“ He moved down to continue licking you, “You like that? You like how I’m making you feel?”

“Yes — yes, please keep going-“ you whimper.

“I’m so fucking hard,” he says, before quickening the pace of his tongue against you.

You hiss at his rapid change in pace, “Then .. touch yourself-“ you try to say, he’s bringing you close and your thighs clamp down on his ears. Everything he says falls unheard as your brain becomes solely focused on how he’s making you feel. The hot, wetness that is seeping out of you is rendering your whole body weak. The little waves of pleasure each time his tongue lands on you, pressing into you sends shivers up your spine. Porco keeps tongue fucking you, while he slowly adds a third finger into you.

Porco shifts his hips against your bed, moaning at the pressure he dick felt, and craning his head further into you. He feels your feet move to on top of his back. Porco moans against you, the vibration and hot air only making you more aroused. “Cmon baby, come for me, come for me.” He says, pumping his fingers in and out of you with increasing speed. His tongue finds it way back to your clitorus and he begins sucking and licking it. Feeling your thighs clamp down on his again and your hips buck against his fingers, he moans, over and over again, egging you on to cum. “Cum baby, cum. Fuck, you’re such a good slut for me.”

“Por-co— I’m, I’m” Your eyes roll to the back of your head — and Porco’s voice, his low groans and grunts wash over you as a tingling sensation prickles down your spine, down to your core, and an earth shattering amount of pleasure and ecstasy stuns you, your hips convulse and you feel Porco’s fingers shove themselves deeper into you, fluid leaking all over him and all over your bed, “Oh my god-“ He’s continues sucking on your clit, letting you ride out every inch of the pleasure you’re feeling.

“Good girl, good girl. Keep coming for me.” He comes up to say. It feels like 20 seconds pass before the tsunami of pleasure passes, leaving you with shocked nerves and wetness everywhere. Your feet slide off Porco’s back and your legs collapse, splaying outward as Porco slowly works his fingers out of you. One at a time, he pumps into you, then pulls out one finger, then another, until he is hands free. “You’re so fucking sexy.” He whispers against you. “I can’t believe you came this much.” He pulls up his hand, his fingers pruney and covered in a stringy fluid that is all because of him. Him, and his irresponsibility. Porco plants one more kiss on your clit, which made you lurch away from overstimulation, and he sat up, his dick was creating a tent in his pants.

You gestured him to come near you, and he did. Laying down beside you, he swung his leg around yours and began kissing you. You could taste yourself on his lips and you were reaching down to unzip his fly, “Can I take care of that for you?” You asked in between kisses, a tiny flutter of excitement rolling in your stomach. Porco looked down at himself, and then looked at you, his face slack and relaxed. You loved seeing him like this, you knew he didn’t have the energy or the desire to be such a bitch.

“Please,” he said, almost pleafully. You nod, and unzip his pants. He quickly pulled his pants and underwear down, leaving you now both naked. You sat up, and pushed him to lay down. Your started stroking his swollen, pink dick, watching how it twitched in your hand and how precum was leaking down his shaft already. Porco hissed at your touch, “yeah, yeah, just like that.” He put his fingers in your mouth, and you began sucking them, savouring the taste of your cum and warm it still was. Porco took his fingers out of your mouth and grabbed the back of your head, bringing you in for a kiss. His breath was quickly becoming stifled and heavy as you pumped his dick in your fist faster and faster. You greedily swallowed each one of his breathes, loving how hot and vulnerable he was. Porco felt he was coming close, he held out as long as he could before it became too much and he broke away from your lips, “Oh god. I’m cumming,” He groaned loudly, his eyes closed as you continue jerking him off until he cums, a stream of fluid spurting from his tip, before dribbling all over your hand. His breathing slows, and you become more gentle with your strokes, kissing him on the mouth before stopping completely and putting your cum covered fingers in his mouth.

“Little payback.” You giggle, as he spits out your fingers, wiping his mouth in disgust.

“Gross, I don’t want to taste my own cum.” He said.

“You seemed to have fun doing it to me.” You whisper, rubbing the excess on your thigh.

Porco just sighs, a little laugh coming out as he pulls you down to lay next to him. You wrap your arms and legs around each other, and hold each other in silence for a few minutes. You close your eyes, allowing yourself to completely relax.

“That was really good.” He said.

“It was.” You say, a yawn coming on. “You did a really good job.”

Porco’s hand grazed up and down your back, “Thank you. I had no idea what I was doing to be honest. I watched a porno on the way here in prep.”

“Of course you did.”

“I had to be prepared”

You hold each other in silence before you got up to pee. “My psych homework is in the pink binder.” You say getting up.

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