#alexis quackity x reader smut

[quackmiffy]

basketball team!alex celebrating his win with cheerleader!you<33

you’re watching anxiously, your pom-pom’s at your side as you eagerly watch alex flit around the basketball court like it was nothing. their team had struggled, but they’d finally inched themselves into the lead—it was tense, and you knew alex was in his head as the coach called for a time-out.

he’s dripping sweat in his jersey, hair sticking to his forehead as he panted. water dribbled down his chin and traced the moles that littered his golden skin. he was exhausted, but damn, did he look good doing it.

you stand with your team and encourage the audience to cheer; your head whipping to catch a glimpse of your boyfriend on the court. he’s already looking at you with sparkling eyes and a big wide grin. you smirk and swivel your hips as you turn to sit down, a move alex appreciates gleefully with a quick thumbs-up.

you watch even closer as alex gets back on the court, his hair bouncing as he jogs back to his place. your boyfriend, on offense, dribbles the ball and effortlessly avoids colliding with the other players. he was beyond talented and you’re at the edge of your seat, watching and waiting as alex rushes to the end of the court with the ball in tow. he was so close! if he could just—!!

the stands erupt with cheers that blow your eardrums out, immediately the team rejoicing as alex tosses the ball smack into the net. you don’t even see the hungry look in his eyes, how he’s jostled around by cheering teammates and yet his eyes remain on your figure. he was starving.

he’s got you in his bulging arms, hoisting you up against the bedroom door as his lips attack every nook and cranny of your sweaty skin. he’s no better, soaked to the bone and salty with effort. alex sucks on your pulse point and you’re mewling in his ear.

“god, fuck. did’ya see me, baby? i did it, i won us the game. had to win, couldn’t just lose while you were dancing your ass off.”

you’re giggling amidst the soft pants as alex makes quick work of your uniform. “you did amazing, you’re the MVP. i truly believe that.”

“mhm. i believe it, too,” and alex is sucking on your tits with a feverish want, practically sinking to his knees as he buries his face into your chest. he keeps you squished against him, your legs wrapped around his waist. “you’re so sexy, hermosa. kept thinking of you in that little—ngh—that skirt. wanted to fuck you then and there…”

you can feel his cock through his shorts, rubbing right over the seam of your panties as he crowded you closer against the door. he pushes his hips against yours and you’re shifted up the wood from the pure force of his grinding.

“t-to the bed, ‘lex.”

“right, right. fuck, sorry.”

he’s pulling you off the door towards the bed, immediately settling on his haunches before you as he desperately tugs off his shirt. your hands are greedy and they fly to cup and grab at his chest and tummy, dragging your nails over the soft skin to hear him whimper your name.

“hey,” he tuts after a shuddering breath, his hand budging your legs apart as he scoots closer. the tent in his pants is obvious and your foot comes to rub over it, alex’s hips twitching forward. “hey, don’t tease me. i won! you have to please me.”

alex hands trace over your thighs tenderly, cupping the soft skin and feeling it squish under his fingertips. you watch closely as he pushes his shorts down—just enough to free his leaking cock. “fuck, ‘m so hard. got so hard thinking of bending you over after tonight’s game. how was i supposed to play when you were cheering looking like that?”

“you’re supposed to be—oh, fuck. you’re ‘posed to be professional,” your boyfriend’s thumb taps and rubs messy circles over your clothed clit. you jump, knees flying to slam together before alex is muscling them apart with his strong arms. “alexxx, just fuck me.”

“sheesh, you’re so needy.”

but he’s needy too, and far gone. your panties are pushed to the side as he taps the flushed head on your soaking pussy. alex bites his lip, eyes transfixed on your sloppy hole as he glides his thick dick between your folds over and over; bumping into your clit and making you moan into the sheets.

his hand splays over your tummy and the other wraps around the base of his cock. alex inches forward, just barely pressing against you before he’s sliding into your guts. your heels dig into the plush mattress as alex bottoms out, his fingers pressing into the divots of your tummy.

“can you feel me? riiiight here, ngh, fuck. baby, you feel so good—ah, ah!”

he wastes no time, hips pressing forward once, twice, before he’s got his rhythm in tact. alex dives deep, punishing thrusts clapping in the sound of the dorm as he fucks you into the mattress. it was all the pent up energy, the excitement, the arousal… it made his head spin as he dipped his cock into your syrupy walls again and again.

“fuckfuckfuck! alex, ohgod; please fuck me! harder, please, ‘lex,” you barely have a brain as he fucks you dumb, all you can do is babble and cling to your man with your arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders. “fuuuuck, there! right there!”

his mushroom tip arches and pounds into your g-spot, your eyes slipping shut while loose tears made their way down the apples of your cheeks. alex moaned gruffly above you, panting and licking his lips as he ruined you.

“you look so pretty. ah, fuck, baby i-i can’t—wanna cum so bad. shit, are you—?”

“yes, yes! i’m close,” your legs wrap around his hips to pull him impossibly closer. “need you to cum inside, papi. please, i want it!!”

“yeah, you want it? fuckk, of course you do. you’re so needy and cute for me, baby.”

alex is exhausted, but he can’t stop his sore muscles from twitching and fucking your pussy till it creamed around him. he grunts, leaning forward till his gold chain hangs in your face before he claps his hips against yours. harder, and then harder.

“ohmygod! alex, gonna cum, oh god—i’m gonna cum!!”

“so close, baby. fuck, cum for me. wanna feel this pussy milk me, please? i-i need it, need you so bad.”

his pleas fall on deaf ears as you cum hard, milking his cock for all its worth as your gummy walls spasm around him. it’s heavenly ecstacy, and alex isn’t far behind you as he digs balls deep into you; white ropes spurting and mixing with your cum as he fills you to the brim. white leaks out of your creamy hole, and alex goes boneless on top of you; his softening cock still inside.

“you’re on top of me,” you grumble quietly, to which alex pinches your thigh to hear you squeak. “i didn’t say i minded!”

“yeah, yeah,” and he’s shuffling up to look at you deeply. “give your winner a kiss.”

gladly, you think, as you pull alex into a tender kiss.

[toxic3mmy]

trying something new, hear me out!!

so you guys know how ppl post smutty twitter vids as imagines of characters or people? well, thats what im aiming for here except it’s links to VA audios that sound similar to alex teehee.

note that these are different VA artists, but lmk which ones sound like him to yall i am super curious!!

alex soundgasm!links

enjoy <3

EonAudios:

whiny, begging, subby alex

waking up next to alex

friends to lovers (a bit of spanish)

be daddy’s princess

gone for too long

alex misses you

alex instructing you

sweet aftercare

Others:

rambling edging alex

mommy kink alex

alex encouraging you to touch yourself

riding alex’s face

alex takes you home (warning!!! CNC)

super talkative alex finally fucks you

[httpseungmxn]

Big Boy

Quackity X Streamer!Female Reader

🍡 - flirty/extra flirty

Authors Note: Hello hello my Angels, I know I promised the Jin fic soon buuuuuut Q posted this photo and everyone, including myself, went wild over it! So I just had to make a fic about it! I have decided to make a new fic category just for this one, flirty/extra flirty! This fic will also play off of the other fics I made about him! I hope you guys can enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!<3

Warnings: Lanai attempts to get reader canceled:( , Reader is called “hermosa” and “amor”, wee bit of cussing fr this time

Triggers: None as far as I am aware!

You had really come to know Alex over the past few months. Him becoming one of your best friends, especially after it came out that your best friend Lenai had been spreading lies about you. She had gone to Alex first, expecting him to believe her, but that was a big mistake. As soon as he noticed the negative way she was speaking, he hopped on call with you while also helping notify your fans of the girl's lies.

Nightly calls were almost a daily thing between you two, as well as constant facetimes during yours and his visits to the gym. His hat was always left on, despite feeling just a little extra hot, he wasn’t quite ready to show you yet. You fully understood considering you used to hide your face from everyone. 

The closer you got, the more you wanted to visit him. You were bringing much more in than you expected from streaming, so a plane ticket wouldn’t be a problem. You wanted it to be a surprise to Alex though, knowing that would make it more fun. Alex had often talked about you guys meeting in real life, and how exciting it would be. It was decided, you would be booking a flight to see him. You already knew where he lived, having reached out to karl to help you with the surprise. Making him swear he wouldn’t tell alex you were going to see him. The plane ticket was much easier to get than you expected, and packing was done in a matter of hours.

The nerves set in that night after you had finished packing. It was clear to you and the fans that you had a bit of a thing for Alex, and getting to meet him was making you nervous. You always wondered if you should tell him how you felt but was always too scared to let it slip out to him. You had come so close to saying it a few days ago but it just got stuck in your throat.

You hardly slept the night, and as much as you hoped you would sleep on the plane, you didn’t. You were too nervous and excited at the same time. Feeling bad when you had to decline a facetime from alex while you were on the plane, not wanting to spoil the surprise. Though you answered him as soon as you were off the plane and in a taxi. “ hermosa, why didn’t you answer any of my calls before? I thought you were mad at me! “, “ im sorrrryyyy, I was taking a long nap, I’m in a taxi now though “,  “ a taxi? Where are you going, hermosa? “,  smiling to yourself, knowing in just a short while he will know where you are.

That came sooner than you expected though. Getting out of the taxi and making sure the camera is angled directly at your face so he can’t see where you are. “ im just visiting a friend nearby. Hold on just one sec, alex. “. knocking very gently on his door and looking to the camera, nerves setting back in when you see him leave his room. “ someones here, but I didn’t order any pizza. if I die, it was the hut, hermosa. “, unable to hold back a giggle. Looking to the door when it opens and smiling brightly at the boy in front of you. “ guess now you know which friend I’m visiting, huh? “. He didn’t respond at first, probably still trying to process it. Just as you didn’t process what he was doing until you were lifted up into a tight hug.

Smiling brightly as you hugged back. Not even letting go when you were set down. His arms were wrapped to tight around your waist, if you were a balloon you probably would’ve popped by now. You didn’t mind it though, you felt safe in his arms. Your nerves being shooed away with one little hug. “ how the fuck did you manage to surprise me so well, hermosa “ ,  “ you know I like to keep you on your toes, ‘lex “. Smiling again when he lets out a light laugh at your response. 

“ come in, come in, sorry it might be kind of a mess “, Alex spoke as he gathered your bags and carried them inside for you. Only then did you realize just how big he had gotten in the muscle category. Eyes staring at his muscles as they flexed with each movement. “ alex, when the hell did you manage to grow those? “, unable to hold your filter. 

Listening to him laugh again before he flexed his arms to show off for you. “ are you checking me out, amor? “. That was new, he had never called you that before, and it was obvious to him you knew what it meant considering the blush coming to your cheeks. “ now don’t get too ahead of yourself, cowboy, you were the one purposely checking me out on call just five minutes ago “.

“ Did you expect me not too? You look really beautiful in that dress “. That was also new. Alex was constantly teasing you, but the tone in his voice was different now. It sounded so serious and dripped with confidence in how he felt. You found it hard to hold eye contact wit him now. Not even five minutes into the meet up, and alex already had you red.

“ Lets be honest, Amor, surely you didn’t expect me to hold back just because you’d turn all red and yell at me. You being here just means I can let it all out, times ten. “. His smile had you wobbly in the legs, there was something so different about seeing it in person compared to facetime.

Only now did you realize this visit was going to be a lot more different than you expected. 

Alex was going to be the death of you.

Authors ending note; So who else got butterflies reading that? I got jittery and I’m the one writing it! I feel like I’m slowly beginning to get better at portraying him, and thats probably because I study the way a lot of people write him while also paying extra attention to how he is in streams/videos. Perhaps soon we will get a confession, and possibly a hair reveal? Who knowssss, guess you guys will have to just stick around for the next one! Also who else lost their mind over that photo he dropped last night? I’m in the whatsapp and as soon as he sent it, twitter was going absolutely chaotic[myself included]! If you guys wanna follow me on social media, my X is @/f_fuyuma! Until next time, My Angels 🫶

[renranram]

baby making with quackity. 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Baby Making!

q. version ヘ⁠（⁠。⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠ヘ

nsfw!

this is quackity version of my schlatt one!

word count: 1976!

( i made him speak spanish, i apologize please just use google if you're struggling with understanding, also do correct me if im wrong enjoy!! )

the discussion of having children hasn't came up to you and alex’s relationship, both of you are aware of the large responsibilities it came with

but god forbid alex quackity having a tiktok account, his fyp filled with baby videos that he couldn't help but coo to

“ after marriage “ that's two of you agreed to, after marriage then children, but can't the man just dream?

the boy had been giving you subtle hints, during one time, on live, his viewers notices a pair of baby shoes and started spamming about it, “ oh this? “ he picks up the small shoes, beige brown

< ilikemymenlikequack: is (y/n) pregnant??

< quackadoodledoo: ALEXIS FATHER ERA?

< husbandkosialex: WOI OMG??

“ chat, (y/n) isn't pregnant yet, i just found these on amazon and thought it was cute, “ alex shows off the baby shoes, fixing his beanie with a smile, “ id like to be a dad one day tho “

and it continued, “ chat, isn't this cute? “ alex asks, showing off semi realistic baby doll, one that was given to him during twitchcon, “ it looks so fucking cool “ he chuckles

“ id want this baby to be real in the future “ alex adds, chuckling, and it continued, giving you simple hints, such as baby toys, clothes, and sudden talks of marriage

“ so…. when do you think we'd get married? “ alex looks at you, as you cook dinner for the two of you, “ what? you wanna get married? “

“ when you want to of course, “ he spun on your counter's chair, “ i mean i think it's cute just the two of us having a wedding, rings in both of our fingers, then we can show off to everyone that we're so in love “ he rambles, shrugging his shoulder

you chuckle, “ we're not even fiances yet? “ you face him, turning off the stove as you serve up the dish in plates, “ well, we will be in the future “ alex replies

“ well… i think marriage with you would be great, would be happy and satisfied with my life, but aren't we still young? “ you added as alex makes his way on your dining table, “ hm… right… what about babies? “ quackity asks non chalantly

“ what about babies? “ you repeat, wanting him to get straight to the point, deadpanning him, your hand resting on your hip

“ you know… babies…? “ alex awkwardly chuckles as he scratches the back of his head, “ i know what babies are “ you reply

“ lex… is there something you need to tell me? “ you ask, removing the apron from your torso, hanging it somewhere as you approach him

cupping him by his cheeks, you ask, “ is there something wrong that we need to talk about? “ god, that was one of the reasons why he just wants to marry you right there right now

“...i wanna… get you pregnant “ alex confesses, sighing in defeat as he leans more onto your touch, “ i dont think i can wait after marriage… i wanna see you in cute maternal clothes…, feeding our baby, babying them, i know you'd be the perfect mother, fuck, you're the perfect wife id ever ask for even tho we're not even married yet, it's just… i know i sound selfish and desperate but fuck, “ alex returns your affection by cupping your cheek too, “ i love you so much that i think i wanna make babies with you to show off how much i love you “

alex pecks your cheek, “ i love you so much, i just wanna show you off with our baby in your stomach “ he added, “ can we do it? please? “ he pleaded, “ i know if you think it's too much, but let me be selfish for once please? “

you pause, blinking as your eyes flutter, a faint pink tint appearing on your cheeks, “ lex…, babies are big responsibilities “ you added, “ i know, that's why im working hard aren't i? “ alex replies to you, with a soft gentle tone, caressing your cheek with just his thumb, “ my money’s big enough “

“ fuck… i can marry you right now, take a flight to vegas and get married to that stupid elvis chapel you keep joking about “ alex smiles warmly and affectionately

“ please? mami? “ alex pleaded, and dear lord how you folded so fast, now there's the two of you, making out with small giggles and chuckles

it was warm, gentle and comfortable for the both of you as alex gently pressed you against your bedroom’s door, his tongue swirling with you, making out as if it's your first time again, his hands, rests on your waist, holding on you gently on your place

“ mami you're so beautiful “ he whispers between the kisses, fixing your hair out of your face, before pulling you into a kiss again, your hands resting on his chest as you take the kiss, your lips locked with eachother, passionately and warmly

alex slowly slips his hand in your blouse, resting in your midriff, “ vas a ser una gran mamá para nuestros hijos “ he whispers, pecking your cheek as you giggle softly in response, “ baby… is that why you've been ordering baby stuffs off amazon? “ you ask as he chuckles, nodding, “ i was hoping you'd get the hint “

“ im kinda hints-blinded “ you joke as he chuckles, pecking your neck, trailing kisses all over you, “ i should've told you from the start then “ he added, “ would've been a better idea “ you smile, giggling loudly as he picks you up, holding onto you gently yet tightly, securing his grip on your hand as he press kisses all over your face, “ mami, you're the only person i can think of doing this with me “ alex hums, gently setting you down on your bed, his eyes hovering all over your body as he smiles warmly, seeing you all so pretty underneath him

alex removes his shirt, tossing it to the side, and he leans back down with you, “ mami, i want a little girl, she's going to be as beautiful as you, “ he cuts himself off with a kiss to your collarbone, “ as smart as you, “ he kisses your upper chest, gently guiding you to take off your top, before continuing, “ as kind as you “ alex pecks your chest, “ as friendly as you “ he pecks your stomach, his hand resting on the waistband of your shorts, gently tugging it down with your underwear

“ as perfect as you are “ alex lowers, now pecking on pelvis, “ alex… didn't know you're shakespeare “ you joke, giggling, causing him to chuckle in response, “ oh fuck off mami im trying to be romantic here “ he added, smiling warmly, his eyes filled with love and adoration as he fixes your hair

“ im… going to make you feel so loved “ alex replies as he nuzzles his mouth onto your clitoris, liking a strip on your warm organ with smile on his lips, “ you already make me feel so love lex “ you reply as her intertwines his hand with yours, the other holding you up

“ it's not enough “ alex replies as he kisses your clit, sucking it, lapping you, nuzzling his warm tongue, “ it is enough “ you mutters, moaning softly as you squeezes his hand

“ not for me that is, “ as alex eats you out, his finger gently enters you, feeling your wetness and tighness as you moan softly, alex finding a moment as he playfully scolds you, “ can you stop being such a smartass so i can fuck you, querido dios por favor “

you cackle, giggling as he smiles warmly, his finger thrusting into you with his tongue wetting you all up, you toss your head back, moaning softly as your other hand kneads with your breast

alex maintains eye contact, giving you heart eyes with every reaction you could possibly release, god, that man is so in love with you, chuckling softly, seeing how you gasp when he enters another finger in, admiring how you squeezed his hand in response

“ hah… lex “ you whimper out as his fingers skillfully scissors you, “ does it feels good mami? “ he asks, lapping you like a damn dog, enjoying your slickness as you nods, your finger dancing gentle with your nipples, kneading you breast as the other squeezes his hand

after a few minutes of sucking, fingering, you felt a familiar pool in your stomach as you gasp, “ lex.. lex.. im close “ you moan out, louder than the rest as alex nods, kissing your clitoris as he fastens his finger, causing you a few sharp gasps

“ do it mami, make a mess to my face “ alex reassures you, licking a stripe as you groan out in pleasure, seeing your legs shake, and with a squirt of your juices in his face, alex accomplished what he wanted, even tho, that was just the first step

he pecked your clit one last time, before pulling away, you making a mess on his face as he giggles, watching you whine out as he pulls out his finger, “ so pretty, mi linda esposa “

seeing him chuckle and smile, couldn't help but bring a smile on your face too, you just couldn't believe you're making a baby with the man you've loved for years, alex as gently as possible, spreaded your legs, propping himself between it as he pecks the side of your ankle, releasing your intertwined finger as he whistles in amusement seeing you all so flustered and pink

“ i love you “ alex mutters as he slips his pants down with his boxers, “ i love so much mami, you're going to be such a pretty and perfect wife and mamá to our daughter “

as he worships your body, his eyes not letting a single crevice of your body left untouched or unloved, he hums as he gently enters your body, the two of you gasp in unison, “ you alright mami? “ he asks, making sure you felt pleasure instead of pain, his almond shaped brown eye watches you, filled with adoration and love as you bit your lip, nodding

“ im moving, ¿bueno?, tell me if it hurts, ill stop mami “ alex gently warns as his hips roll against you gently, watching you moan out, your eyes fluttering in pleasure, enjoying how your body bounces with every single thrust

you chuckle softly, a warm intimate moment like this was just perfect, he was perfect for you, a pretty, gentle, kind boy who'd do everything, just to make you feel loved, if you were to switch places and had the dick, you'd probably do the same

you moan out, as he leans down, kissing you, his arm wrapped around your torso, flattening you as his thrusts continues, his tongue swirling with yours, feeling the smile on his lips

your lips stayed intact, only pulling away for taking breathes, noticing his thrusts speeding up as he groans, “ te amo mucho, seré la esposa más bonita que jamás haya existido “ he whispers, as you moan back in reply

“ te amaré por siempre y te adoraré como si fueras mi dios, te amo mucho, no puedo creer que seas mía y que estemos haciendo esto “ he added, alex groans out as he holds onto tightly

“ feels so good mami? “ alex mutters, staggering slightly as you nod in response, moaning, as you gasp

“ ah fuck.. fuck… im so close “ alex gasps, “ let me be selfish this time, ¿está bien? “ he added as he tightens his hold onto you, his hips thrusting faster and faster, your moans and gasps giving him more power to just get you pregnant right there

“ fuck fuck fuck fuck “ with every curse his thrusts was speeding up, kissing you all over your face as you receive him, “ será la esposa más bonita que jamás haya existido, ¿eh? “

“ te luciré muy bien en casa, todos se sorprenderán de lo bonita que eres cuando estás embarazada, ¿de acuerdo? “ he groans out, catching his high as he climaxes into you, filling you up with his seed, making you a mother

[fairytsuk1]

ALEX MAKEUP SEX. RN. RIGHT FUCKING NEOW. ASAP SOONER THAN POSSIBLE PLEASPLEADOEKEADE WIEVEUHEEUHAHSHSYSUSY ILL GO CRAZ

makeup sex with alex</3

you’re trying so hard to resist him, trying so hard to stay mad at him because it was just so unfair how weak he made you.

alex kisses at your neck with a hand skirting up your side to feel the skin underneath your shirt. he plants kiss after kiss up the column of your throat before whispering in your ear, “‘m sorry, my love. please forgive me.”

somehow he’s got you laying back as he nibbles on your earlobe, a squeak escaping you at the feel of his teeth sinking into your skin.

“i’m still mad,” you whisper despite the way your arms curl around his broad shoulders. “can’t just—fuck me and make me forget about it.”

“oh, but don’t you want to see how sorry i am?”

he pulls back to lift your shirt and bury his face in your tits. his mouth immediately latches to your nipple and you’re letting out a hiss when he laves his tongue around the perky bud. your back arches and alex takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around your waist and suck, “fuck! alex, i—“

“shhh… let me make you feel good, please?”

you’re acquiescing into his arms like putty, and alex is grinning against your skin as he sucks hickeys on your chest. he pulls off and scoots down, hands tugging at your shorts with a fiery gaze.

you lift your hips to help him, splayed out in your underwear as he spreads your legs. alex makes room for himself between your thighs and smirks at the wet spot dampening your panties, “see? you want it, i knew it.”

“just fuckin’ eat me out already,” you grumble though there’s no real malice in your words.

“no need to be sassy,” and he licks fat stripe up your cunt with a wicked grin.

you can’t stay mad, not when alex glides his lips over the soaked cotton as he laps at your pussy. a soft cry escapes you with your heels digging into the bed; your hand drifts down and grips his dark locks as you whimper and whine.

alex licks at your soaked folds, tongue deftly dipping into your creamy hole to lave his wet muscle over your clit, sucking and pulling off with a ‘pop!’ he hums, starved for this meal as he devours you.

“ooh—shit!! alex, fuckfuck. ohmygod, alex!”

he can hardly reply, face buried in your cunt as his nose bumps against your clit. his tongue slips inside you to fuck you with it and a cry is bursting from your lips; your hips growing more and more restless as you ground yourself on his mouth.

your knees would be knocking together if it weren’t for alex, and you’re a whimpering mess as you grow closer to cumming. “alex, ‘m gonna cum, oh, yes!!”

he licks faster, fucks you harder, and then you’re spilling all over his tongue as you cum hard. your eyes roll back and your boyfriend has the pleasure of watching you lose yourself to his touches. he groans against your skin, hips jerking as he humps the bed to soothe his aching cock. he could wait, for now, this was all about you.

alex works you through your orgasm, your body going boneless as he pops up from between your legs with a glistening face. he’s ruined, eyes sex-crazed and dick straining against his pants. he takes a deep breath and licks his lips with a grin.

“do you forgive me, now?”

[aikoionic]

Dreamy Girl

MASTERLIST

⌇pairing - quackity x reader

⌇summary - Alex, a junior actor, is smitten by [name], a famous actress, but her life isn’t how he made it out to be. With a husband that refuses to reveal the relationship to the public, [name] befriends Alex, but when an ‘accident’ occurs, Alex seeks revenge. (Based on Om Shanti Om)

⌇warnings - angst, character death, fluff as well dw <3

⌇ status - incomplete

⌇ taglist - [open] ask to be added :)

⌇authors note - I love this movie so much, also this is my first fic so sorry if anything is cringy or bad 🤭

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more to be added..

[quackmiffy]

toxic!bf!alex who breaks up, but still wants to fuck

he'd broken your heart. just, shattered it like it was nothing. you two had a blow out fight, one with screaming and words pulled from mouths in pure anger. but he was the one who ended it. he was the one who left you alone, saddened and ultimately aching for your boyfriend back.

you tried to go about your week as normally as possible. make coffee, get the paper, watch tv, make lunch, wallow in bed, make dinner and go to bed. that was your routine, you didn't need alex. of course not, no, you didn't need nor crave him. well, except when you were feeling lonely with that familiar heat between your legs. but you didn't need him!

so it's utterly shocking to hear a pounding on your door in the middle of the night. it would be unsettling if you didn't recognize the voice on the other end. "are you jus' gonna let me freeze out here? baby, come on, let me in."

and you do, like a fool.

you're on your hands and knees, though your arms wobble with the threat of collapse as alex fucks into you. your hair is pulled back and used for stability as your boyfriend—ex-boyfriend, demolished your sweet pussy close to 4 a.m.

"alex, fuck, this isn't—we broke, mmf, up!"

"no, we didn't," he counters and you can hear the smirk in his voice. "i said i was leaving, never said i, fuck, i wanted to break up. you assumed that, baby."

you can't even argue as he digs his hips into you, your walls stretching and accommodating his fat cock as he pummeled it inside you relentlessly, "'s not fair, ah! fuck me, alex, fuckkk."

"what's not fair," and he punctuates his words with a sharp thrust that jiggles the meat of your ass. "is you keeping this pussy away from me. a whole week? god, you fucking drive me insane."

and yet he keeps coming back for more, keeps fucking you like he means it and then whispering soft assurances in your ear. your back arches deliciously, and alex reaches an arm around to rub messily at your swollen clit. it leaves you shaking, and your arms give out within seconds as his thumb presses tight circles to your nub.

"there it is, you're getting fucked dumb. it's exactly what i wanna see, baby, you're so good for me."

"alex, alex! i can't, i'm getting close...!"

"not yet," he hisses and his hips move at superhuman speed, his balls slapping against your clit with every clap of his hips. "don't fuckin', nghhh, don't cum yet."

you cry into the pillows, body writhing and bucking against his hands, his cock as alex lets out a deep groan before sliding in deep. he's right against your womb, and then he's filling you to the brim; his cum spilling out past your weak hole and dripping down your thigh.

you cum then, creaming around the base of his cock and sucking him in even deeper than before. your pussy milks him for all it's worth, and alex sighs shakily while smoothing a hand over the curve of your back.

"so, are we all good now?"

[quackmiffy]

boyfriend!alex fucking you while his friends are over<333

you had to be quiet, that was what alex had told you when he cornered you after a long day of fun and games at Universal Studios. now, he had you right where he wanted you; pliant, open, and only for him.

alex was nasty with it, having you in prone bone as he fucked up into you over and over, fat cock diving deep into your gummy walls as you moaned and moaned into his palm.

“but alex, t-they’re just next door!”

and yet he doesn’t listen, rather, doesn’t even care that they might be able to hear the way he’s absolutely in your guts. no, it didn’t matter, all he needed was your sweet pussy and like hell was he going to wait for his friends to leave.

“just stay quiet, mami. you know it feels too good to stop, yeah? just stay like that, let me fuck you…”

you’re burying your face into the pillows, and the sounds only get lewder as your sloppy pussy caves around the thick stretch. your toes curl and your heels hit the back of alex’s thighs as he mercilessly pounded into you.

his hands splay across your back, dimpling the small of it with the crescents of his nails; you can feel the sweat and the heat and the lust that powers him through each thrust, “fuck, baby. fuuuuck, look at how you’re creaming on me. well, guess you can’t—hah, really look, can you?”

not when you’re seeing stars and clutching the pillow to your face as you practically scream. your orgasm comes at you fast, tumbling over the wave as you uselessly writhe under him. alex speeds up, panting hoarsely as whimpers start to leak out of him akin to a faucet, then, you feel his hips settle against your ass as spurt after spurt of hot cum floods your spasming walls.

a mix of a stuttering gasp and a relieved sigh as alex empties himself inside you. his softening cock slipping out and a dribble a white leaks from your hole, “fuck, you did so good for me…”

a bang resounds on the wall to your right, “¿USTEDES ESTAN TERMINADO?” ARE YOU FINISHED?

you and alex share a look of oops, you guess you weren’t so quiet after all…

[quackmiffy]

can you do one where he’s drunk and calls y/n for phone sex 😣😣

alex calling you while drunk <33

you’d been scrolling tiredly, missing your boyfriend as you cuddled a plush to your chest. he’d been at an award show and you were grateful he’d graced your eyes with dozens of photos: ranging from alex in his nice coat to a tipsy selfie as he held up his beer.

your eyes were just about to slip closed, just barely teetering on the edge of wakefulness and sleepiness; alex calls you, and your eyes are widening as you press the phone to your ear, “hello?”

“hey, baby!!! i missed you, did you miss me?”

you laugh softly and sit up a bit. you respond that you did, very much, and alex gleefully squeaks out a sound of delight. he’s drunk, no doubt about it.

“were you—uh, sleeping?” he shifts and you can hear a rustle of fabric, “just missed you so much…”

“how much?”

alex is quiet for a moment and you can imagine him playing with his hair and palming his bulge over his sweatpants, “a lot. ‘m so hard right now.”

your hand drifts down and you’re barely holding back a sigh as your fingers ghost over your pussy. alex keeps rambling, too drunk to hold back as you imagine him carding his nails over his stomach and writhing in bed.

“all i could think about was you. needed you sososo bad, baby; ‘m touching myself, fuck. feels so good… wish it was your pussy instead!”

you start to pant softly while sticky fingers gently rub over your clit, the sensitive bud swollen and needy as you listen to alex jerk himself off. you can hear every slick sound, every ‘pap’ of his palm meeting his lower stomach. god, you could hear the exact way his voice would pitch when he’d focus on the tip and swirl his fist around; pre-cum leaking like a fountain as he can’t help but hump his fist.

“fuck, alex. i can—ooh! i can hear you, you sound so good!”

“yeah? fuuuuck, y-yeah! i miss you, miss you so much. wish you were here to touch me,” alex’s voice tinges with emotion as it bubbles up with all the pleasurable feelings. “i-i’m getting so close!! are you? i can’t wait to fuck you when i see you—ohgod, babe, fuck!!”

alex cums first, spurring white all over his tummy and dribbling over his knuckles as he milks himself. you can hear every shuddering breath and it sends you over the edge when he languidly mewls your name. you drench your panties, gasping and sweaty as your hips desperately buck for your man.

the two of you come down slowly, a mix of tired breaths and soft whines from alex as he feels post-orgasm aftershocks course through him. you’re the first to speak, raspy as you ask, “alex? are you okay?”

“i’m…. perfect,” he replies in satiation. “‘m gonna be so hungover tomorrow.”

“i know, get some rest. oh, and text me in the morning!!”

“i will,” alex paused and then his voice goes so soft, “i love youuuuuu.”

there’s a click, and you’re squealing into your pillows at the cuteness of you drunk boyfriend.

[quackmiffy]

priest!alex who can’t stay godly in front of you<33

he knows he shouldn’t be huper-focusing on how your church dress reveals that little inch of skin. knows that he should just get on with communion like a good priest. but he’s anything but good based on the way his thought conjure devilish images of you fucking yourself back on his cock.

alex’s blood rushes south as he places the wafer on another girl’s tongue, you were next—oh god, you were next. and you’re smiling at him with the pretty pink lips and pearly teeth. your neck is that of a swan’s, gracious and long that makes you look so enticing.

you stand before him, and his hands shake the wafers around like a schoolboy. then, your pretty pink tongue slips out; flat and inviting. he can imagine you now, on your knees before him as his fist worked his cock over you.

he drops the bowl, and there’s gasping as he quickly scrambles to the ground to pick it up. you can hear him mumble, “shit,” and you’re smirking when alex pops back up with a shaky exhale.

his fingers just barely touch your wet muscle, placing the wager with a shaky hand. it’s even worse how you keep direct eye-contact with him, like you wanted to be fucked senseless with lowered lids.

your turn ends swiftly as you take the communion.

it’s only later that night, in the privacy of his bedroom, does he cum to the thought of your pretty face and your wanting tongue. you’re a serpent, and he was within your coils.

[quackmiffy]

quackity getting caught sniffing readers underwear and getting jerked off n overstimulated omg…

alex stealing your underwear<3

alex was your best friend, you had no reason to doubt your friendship or his intentions. sure, when it was late, you tended to sneak your hand down your panties and mewl out your best friend's name as you creamed on your fingers.

but, you were just friends! and you couldn't help your carnal desires—it was unbeknownst to you that neither could alex. he'd come over for a movie night, and you were changing in the attached bathroom while he sat on your bed.

then, he sees it. that pretty little pair of panties sitting in a crumpled heap on the floor. they're hot pink, with lace trim and a dainty bow right in the center. they were beyond cute, and alex could feel the blood rushing south as he eyed the pair. something calls to him like a siren, and he's scooping it up within seconds and shoving it in his pocket.

he almost forgets about the fact he's got your stolen panties in his jeans, until it's the next day where he's home and he's devastatingly horny. he's throbbing in his boxers and his mind whispers to him that it wasn't so much as perverted, but a means for release. no, there was no problem when he dug the panties from his pants pocket and shoved them to his face, taking a musky inhale of your scent that clung to the fabric.

"ahfuck, ohmygod, mommy! pleaseplease, you're jerking me so well...!"

alex can't even stop himself, groaning and licking his lips as he fucked up into his fist. he's already a mess, and he can practically hear the mocking in your voice as he imagines you on your knees for him, hands hot and wrapped around his cock as you jerked him off.

he presses the fabric so close to his nose that his eyes roll back. your scent was heavenly, addicting and down right debauched. he could hardly hear the way the front door creaked open to his tiny apartment. he missed how your voice called out towards your best friend, your feet quickening up the stairs.

really, neither of you realize what exactly is going on until you're pushing the door wide open. it was alex, your panties to his nose and hand thumping against his lower stomach again and again.

he didn't even notice you, that is, until you drop the bag in your hand.

his eyes shoot open and the two of you are frozen in time. alex immediately throws a blanket over himself, and drops your panties in near disgust—as if he hadn't been getting off to the fact that you'd worn them so recently, they still smelled like you.

"alex?"

"no, nonono. i mean, it's really not—i was just, listen...!"

his eyes water in humiliation, but you don't pelt him with insults and accusations. instead, you approach closer and closer until you're before him with a smirk. "explain it to me then, what were you doing? especially with my panties?"

you snatch them up from beside him, and alex jumps at the movement. he stutters for a moment, eyes ashamed as he looks at every thing but yourself. you had to take matters into your own hands, and you dart out to grip his chin and tilt his head towards yours.

"you were that needy? had to steal my panties and jerk off with them?"

"no," he tries, voice meek and he's still so hard under the covers. "that's not it—"

"but that's what you want, right?"

and your hand brushes over the almost painful bulge between his legs. "tell me what you want, alex. i can assure you i want the same thing."

and you would relish this moment for years to come. the way alex peered at you with a gleam in his eyes and a nickname tumbling past his lips.

"i-i wanna fuck you, mommy."

[quackmiffy]

Could we get more of the priest!alex?

priest!alex<33

he keeps looking at you. dressed in all black and looking like a raven as he stretches his arms wide to emphasize his point. he was talking about sinning, about confession, about you: your thighs squeeze together as you pull your skirt further over the stretch of skin.

“he who conceals his sins,” and stony eyes lock with yours. he sees no one else but you, and really, he’s seen all of you. “—will not prosper.”

you can still remember the way he sat next to you after a long day of confessional. he’d put his hand on your thigh and kissed you like he wasn’t breaking every rule with every glide of your lips against his.

“do you hear me?”

he’d made you cum right in the pews. dexterous hand finger-fucking you as he stared deeply into your eyes, “feels good, doesn’t it?”

“y-yeah, yes, please—“

“hush, my love. just… take it, let me have you for one afternoon, hmm?”

his fingers curl against that spongy spot, and your eyes roll back with wriggling hips. his thumb pressed hard against your clit, his hand slick with your arousal as he merely watched you grow debauched and needy under his touch.

your throat’s exposed, and you look so delicious like this. he wanted to latch his lips to your neck and suck, but alas, “cum on my fingers, baby. fuck, you look so good.”

he couldn’t be priestly all the time. not when you came to his sermons looking like that.

“but whoever confesses and renounces them will find mercy.”

you found your mercy in the arms of the priest, in the pews of the church, with his hand down your pants. you must confess, alex seemed to say, and who could deny the word of god?

[toxic3mmy]

getting a tummy buldge with alex...

here u go my luv, a short drabble🤓

he would be making messy, sweet love to you

buried so deep inside of you

“open your eyes for me”

your eyes were squeezed shut from so much pleasure filling your body

they fluttered open to see your boyfriend dripping with sweat, making his toned torso glisten

“i want you to watch me put it in”

you leaned up onto your elbows a bit to see his angry pink dick rubbing at your entrance

he slowly moves, slipping his cock into you at an achingly slow pace

“you’re so small..” he groaned and placed his large hand on your lower belly

“oh my god” you said just above a whisper as he moved his hand away

you watched as he thrusted in and out of you, a flushed color of pink made its way to your face as you noticed the bulge of his large thick cock was quite noticeable

“look at that… princesa, i fill you up so well, don’t i?”

all you could do was nod as the two of you were staring down at your tummy bulge

“i can feel every… single… t-throb” you whined as he pulled you to the edge of the bed

he groaned in rhythm to every deep thrust

he held your hips with both hands, fucking you on his dick

“gonna fill you up completely.. make this tummy bulge permanent, hmm? would you like that hermosa?”

“p-please lexie”

he didn’t wait any longer as he sped his movements, chasing both of your highs

and he did in fact fill you up with all his cum that your cute tummy bulge remained

[toxic3mmy]

alex talking in spanish while fucking your brains out 😵‍💫

a tus ordenes jefe🫡

[ty for da request <33]

prompt: alex seducing you in two languages

warnings! smut!!

you woke up from a very intense dream. it was about alex and you getting really intimate and he decided to use a lot more spanish than usual. quite frankly, it really turned you on.

the way that he rolled his r’s, his tongue almost thick in his mouth as he spoke. the spanish nicknames and sexy talk was just delicious.

you got up and did your regular routine. you ate some breakfast, cleaned the house up, and then sat down to read one of your romance novels.

now that you think of it, you were reading this steamy book before bed and it’s probably what made you have that really good dream. your book had hispanic characters and the sexy main character was gushing in the spanish language.

he finally got the female character alone, painfully alone. he was cornering her and making her feel pent up.

reading this was definitely making you feel pent up, too. you ran your fingers down your chest and then your belly. you finally reached your panties which were just soaked. you suddenly came up with a brilliant plan.

you sat in front of your huge bedroom mirror on the wall. you sat completely naked, with a soft blanket only slightly covering your breasts and groin. you snapped a few pictures in that pose as well as some completely nude and sent them to alex with the text,

i’m feeling really lonely…

you smiled as you realized you did not have to wait long at all for a response. you saw the chat bubble typing and waited for your boyfriend to reply but nothing. you frowned at your phone and decided to get dressed.

you then decided to take a relaxing bath. you even set up a few candles on the tub and added foamy bubbles. you continued to read for about an hour and imagined yourself in the book getting seduced by alex.

the sound of your front door slamming shut had your breath caught in your throat. you stay absolutely still, in hopes that if it’s someone breaking in, they’ll leave quickly.

suddenly, you see alex in the restroom doorway and you can breathe again.

“you scared me.. i thought someone was in the house. what are you doing home so early from work?” you sat up a bit in the tub

“get out of the bath” he murmured with an almost angry expression on his face

“what?”

“i said,” he walked forward and grabbed your arm, pulling you up harshly “get the fuck out of the water”

“i-i”

“no, you don’t get to speak”

alex roughly led you to your bed and threw you on it with only a towel on

“you think this is acceptable?” he asked, pacing around the room

“do you think it’s okay to send me pictures like that while i’m at work? i had a huge fucking boner and i needed to do a presentation y/n. i couldn’t even speak clearly without thinking about you and it was too much. my boss sent me home early!”

you couldn’t help but let out a giggle muffled only by your hand.

“oh.. you think this is funny? let’s see, where’s that book you were reading” he walked back to the restroom to retrieve your novel

“spanish, huh? you mean to tell me that this filthy smut is what made you think you could send me nudes while i was working?” he examined your novel

“alex please… im really sorry about earlier”

“i won’t take that sorry apology. sluts like you deserve to be punished. what do you think?” he smiled and cradled your jaw in his hand

“do w-whatever you need to do..”

he then sat down on the bed next to you and reached out to run a finger down your cheek,

“remind me of your safe words”

“green if i want you to keep going, yellow if i need a pause, and red if i need you to stop immediately” you said a bit nervously

“good girl,” he grabbed your hair tightly in one hand and used his other to take his cock out of his pants, “put your mouth to good use and suck”

and you did exactly that. you took his shaft in one hand and sucked lightly at his tip, taking more of him in your mouth as your hand moved up and down.

“joder.. mm so good, gatita” he said, head thrown back in pleasure

you moaned around him, sending vibrations down his leaking dick. he couldn’t stop his hips from bucking up and his hand pushing your head lower, making you choke.

“you like that? quieres mas? mámame la como me gusta, zorra”

you didn’t answer. instead you quickened your pace and took him deep into your throat. after a few minutes of this, alex stopped you.

“s-shit.. i don’t want to cum yet.. take a break gatita” he said, letting you up for air

he took the rest of his clothes off and pulled your towel off of you

“que hermosa eres…” he said, crawling over you and softly kissing your lips. he deepened the kiss while playing with one of your perked up nipples. he kissed at your jaw and slowly moved lower.

he mouthed at your neck, sucking and nipping the skin there until a bruise was visible. he smiled at your whimpering and rolling of your hips into him. he continued lower and licked your nipple, your other breast being roughly pawed at with his free hand.

you were a moaning, wet mess underneath him. his chain dangling above you, almost as if it was taunting you.

“on your hands and knees, slut”

you propped yourself up for him, your ass and dripping pussy in full view for alex. he immediately grabbed at your ass and you felt the warmth of his tongue at your entrance.

“you feel so good” you moaned, biting at your arm harshly to muffle your sounds

a loud smacked echoed through the room and your ass stung

“didn’t i say you didn’t need to speak? this is your fucking punishment and you will not cum until i say you can. you do what i say, understood?”

you nodded and immediately felt a harder smack to your ass

“use your words, pinche zorra”

“i understand.. please alex..”

“shut the fuck up” he once again was at your hole, burying his face in your ass and pussy

he licked up and down and between your soaked folds. you gripped at the sheets and tried to resist the temptation of screaming his name. instead, you let your face fall into the mattress, your ass still in the air for him. you arched your back and fucked yourself onto his tongue.

“eres mi jugete, princesa. eres mia” he said before continuing to delve deeper into you, making you squirm like never before

your pussy was clenching around his tongue and he knew you were close. so he stopped. you let out a cry of despair as he wiped his face of your juices.

“you want to be disobedient? i’ll have to show you the consequences of that, gatita. es lo que mereces” he said as he positioned himself behind you, lazily pumping his still hard cock

“what’s your color, princesa?”

“green.. so so green” you were anxious for more of him

“my whore is so needy,” he laughed, teasingly sliding his tip over your hole “me tienes empapado en tus jugos, zorrita”

he slapped his cock on your clit, making you jump and cry out. you had tears running down your face. you felt so good

“te voy a llenar, princesa, te quiero llenar tan lentamente” his cock slowly entered you and you were struggling to stay quiet underneath him

your back was still arched for him as he grabbed both your arms and held them together behind your back

“es tu lesión.. tu castigo por ser desobediente” he purred as he pushed into you and you were so full and yet you still needed more

“mi zorra linda, mi putita.. fuck yourself on my cock” he whispered and you felt him so deep inside of you

his speed increased with every deep thrust. you moved your ass back, meeting his thrusts. his high pitched whimpers and moans were music to your ears

“puta madre, no sabes cuanto te necesitaba… tu cuerpo, tu alma.. todo es mio, zorrita” he continued to fuck into you, letting out small groans at every thrust

“te encanta cuando te cojo así? con tu culo al cielo y tu cara enterrada en el colchón? te ves maravillosa, gatita. mi zorra, te voy a usar hasta que aprendas que no me vuelves a desobedecer” he promised, now slowing his pace and holding your hips from behind, letting your arms free but you still kept them behind you

“estas tan apretada” he whimpers, out of breath now

“a-alex.. im close.. please?” you pleaded for release

“ruégame, zorra” he let out a breathy laugh

“por favor… i promise i won’t ever disobey you again, please! alexis, cojeme mas duro”

“por supuesto, zorrita” and he did, he fucked you faster and harder. he rolled his hips at a heavenly angle, making you cry out some more

“joder, estoy cerco, viene conmigo zorrita” he begged

he chased your highs until you both came together. he slowed his pace to a stop and pulled out of you, leaving you with an unbearable feeling of emptiness.

the two of you laid together and came down from your highs. alex grabbed the novel that started this all and he smiled,

“y/n? why is the main character’s name alexis??”

you quickly snatched the book from his hands and hid it behind you

“stop being mean!” you said, covering your face in embarrassment

“aw baby, you’re so naughty.. so filthy” he teased

“so what?! it’s literally the same as watching porn” you argued

“is this when i accuse you of cheating on me with the book alexis?” he smirked

“well… he does have long luscious hair and a bangin tan body…” you sighed dreamily

“hey! it’s not my fault i don’t tan! you know my skin just gets all red and sunburnt” he pouted

you couldn’t stop the smile that formed on your face, kissing him lovingly

“i actually am sorry for getting you sent home from work, but it’s not my fault i’m that sexy that some pics turned you on that much”

“says the one who gets horny off some words on paper” he teased back

“touché..”

“yeah, touché” alex smiled

[toxic3mmy]

Pussy drunk! Quackity?

What about cock drunk! Fem Reader?

Reader constantly wants Q's dick in her holes. Whether its bouncing on him during dinner at home, or sucking him off under his desk while he's streaming. Which brings me to my request.

Alex is streaming in the evening on his main channel, his first English stream in months, excited to get to talk to so many of his fans and just fuck around on Roblox or something.

Reader has been needy all day, desperately wanting Alex to just have his way with her but he told her to be patient. Reader ignored this and sneaks under his desk while he's streaming.

May I ask for reader sucking off Alex during stream, forcing him to try to be as chill as possible while continuing?

i kept getting this in my requests so here it is! sorry if it’s too short my luv <33

you paced around outside of alex’s computer room. you were getting worked up just from hearing his booming laugh echo against the walls of your house.

you had already tried absolutely everything.

you tried touching yourself to the thoughts of past experiences with alex. you tried using your toys. you even tried watching the home video you two made a couple months back and nothing worked.

so now, you found yourself quietly slipping into his computer room. you closed the door behind you and got on your knees.

you crawled on all fours until you were underneath alex’s desk.

you tickled the bottom of his sock covered feet, earning a sudden giggle from the boy above you.

“sorry chat, i was reading a text message” he spoke into the microphone sitting in front of him

he removed his headphones and moved off camera to give you that look.

“a few more minutes and i promise my attention is all yours, muñeca” he said quickly before returning to his stream

you huffed quietly and stood up from the ground. you were out of ideas until..

boobs! tits! alex loved your boobs! this ought to get his attention!

you waved your hands at him and as soon as he made eye contact with you, you lifted your shirt and pulled up your lacy bra to reveal your supple breasts, bouncing back down after their release

alex gulped and laughed nervously, trying his best to stay casual and continue with his stream

however, you didn’t miss his silent mouthing of the word ‘behave’ to which you pouted at

after a few agonizing minutes, you took your shirt off completely and slipped your shorts off with it. you were wearing a new lace set in alex’s favorite color on you; pastel pink

alex saw you but he pretended he didn’t in hopes that you would give up

you got on your knees and hands and crawled underneath his desk once again. this time, you wasted no time in rubbing his bulge through the sweatpants he had on

a soft whimper left his mouth and you snickered to yourself silently as he turned red and tried to cover it up with a cough

you looked up at him through your long eyelashes and smiled devilishly as you palmed his half hard cock

“i need you…” you whispered softly, followed by a—

“if you want me to stop just say so”

and he said nothing

he continued to joke and clear his throat the more you moved your hand

finally, you slipped his pants and underwear off, revealing his thick, throbbing, wet cock begging for some kind of relief

your mouth watered at the sight

alex looked down at you nervously, pleading with his eyes for you to stop or to at least wait a few minutes but you were determined

you grabbed him and licked the entirety of his length, from the base to the tip, causing alex to shudder all over

“haha, yeah guys. it’s really c-cold in my house” he lied through his teeth

your tongue swirled around and around in a sweet little dance on his leaking tip. that alone made alex mewl and he definitely was not able to contain a load groan that erupted from within

as you licked his tip gently, you took a second to spit in your hand and run it down his cock

you pumped him at such an agonizingly slow pace that had alex bucking his hips into your face

you could hear the chat going crazy as you continued your hand movement

you heard a few people in the chat donating and begging alex to stay a bit longer. a few even asked if he was okay because of the sweat dripping from his face and the high pitched voice he had

“i know i said it was cold in here and i know im sweating! don’t worry guys! it’s just— oh fuck!— a cold! i have a shitty immune system!”

you took the top half of him into your mouth so suddenly that alex was practically jumping out of his chair.

“o-okay guys um.. we’re out of time for the night haha! until next time, byeee!” he quickly ended the stream and turned off his pc

his breathing was ragged and his face was completely red as he looked down at you

you began to get up from the floor until alex roughly pushed you back down

“ah ah ah, finish what you fucking started you little slut” he said through gritted teeth

one of his hands grabbed your hair and he pulled you forward, making you choke on his dick

its safe to say that you definitely got punished after that but you were completely satisfied

[fairytsuk1]

love thy neighbor | (s)

synopsis: can you write one where Alex is your new neighbor and you have a crush on him bc he's always very kind but it's all because he secretly just wants to fuck you?

pairing: alex quackity x reader

words: 5.4k

warnings: voyeurism, exhibitionism, vaginal sex, alcohol

You'd never seen him before. If you had, you'd know. Everything had started like usual. The morning coffee you desperately needed was brewed and drank, your hair was tamed into an unruly ponytail and shoes were adorned to fetch the bills. It was like any other day. Yet, it all came crashing down when you saw a stranger trying to get into your mailbox. Your feet quicken down the steps from your apartment, your arm waving to the side as you jog over to the unaware offender.

"Umm, hello! Excuse me?!"

The broad-shouldered man turns, and you feel horribly exposed in your faded sweatpants as he gives you a once-over. He's quick to grin at you, eyes scanning you before offering a small wave.

"Hey there."

He's devastatingly attractive, and that's an absolute fact. The way his hair falls, the freckled marks dotting his face. His build was something else entirely, and your mouth started to salivate when you noticed his forearm flex the tiniest bit. A beat of silence passes by as you try to remember what you were freaking out about–the mailbox could wait, did you even have mail? The keys jingle in his hand, and you stutter out. "Uh–that's my mailbox. Sorry, thought you were trying to steal from me!"

"Oh," his laugh is jovial, if a bit shy. "I had no idea. I swear they said this was for apartment 347…"

"347? That's right next to me! We're neighbors, then," and you can't help the excited gleam in your eyes.

How often did an attractive neighbor move in right beside you?

The man offers a firm hand. "I'm Alex, it's nice to meet you."

You introduce yourself. He tries out your name a few times, letting the syllables roll off his tongue like syrup before he tilts his head cutely. "Like that?"

"Yeah, like that," your stomach swirls with butterflies. The wave of an impending crush washes over you; you're left dazed as you nod and look around. He was flustering you in your faded sweatpants! Your knuckles rap against his mailbox as you try on a nonchalant attitude.

"This one's yours. For future reference," and Alex's eyes are soft and understanding as you point him towards the right inbox.

"Thanks so much. Oh, and I love your sweatpants. Sorry if that's weird to say, they look comfy!"

"What? It's not weird at all! They're just an old piece of—" You cut yourself off, looking down before glancing up at him with a smile. "You know what? Thank you!"

Alex laughs, as if he already knew what you wanted to say. He watches as you get your mail and follows suit. Your shoulders brush together, and you're zapped by an electric current. The two of you didn't need to tell each other about it. You'd both felt it.

Your neighbor bids you a kind goodbye, and his black hair shines in the morning sunlight. It's a morning like any other with bills, coffee and Alex. You try not to think about it too much.

On the other hand, Alex doesn't stop thinking about it. He keeps his smile and blush to himself while leaning against his kitchen counters. Millions of questions are blasting through his mind as he carelessly flips through his junk mail. Do you always wear those sweatpants? What does your hair look like when it's down? Would you like to ride or instead be pounded into the mattress?

A wandering hand scratches at his soft tummy, his t-shirt revealing a happy trail as he turns to wander to his office. He had work to do, and it wouldn't get done if he thought of you any longer. Though, you never really left his mind, if he was being honest.

Neither of your paths cross for a bit. You'd heard whispers and yells through your mutually shared wall, your interest increasing tenfold when you deduced online that he was a streamer. The smirk on your lips grew as you crawled into your bed that evening; now you know it's not a girlfriend causing those strange noises.

While your evening had ended peacefully, your morning had struck with a vengeance as you stood before your car. As you assessed the damage, what had begun as a slight inconvenience had turned into a pure catastrophe. A flat tire. No doubt some punk across the street, but it didn't make you any less angry at the fact you were now going to be late and driving on a spare. This was not just the worst, but nearly the end of all. You stomped back and forth like a child, still holding your briefcase and donning a cute suit.

"Oh, goddammit! Are you serious!"

Alex peers at you curiously as he exits his building. From his third-floor view, he could see how your tiny self flitted and squealed at the flat tire. He watches you for a moment more with a smile on his lips. A giggle escapes him when you stomp all around your vehicle before collapsing in a heap beside it. You were cute. 

You pin him with a dismayed look from all the way down, and he feels a call to action. A true damsel in distress, he could take care of this for you within a few minutes. He mulls it over–though is it mulling if you've already settled on yes?–before making his way out of the complex towards the parking lot. You're joined by your neighbor, and you both stand crossed-armed, heads tilted and curiosity on your faces.

"I just can't believe this! And I bet it's because it looks dirt cheap, but even if it is, that doesn't warrant this! Right? Who would give me a flat tire!"

You speak first to lament the lack of help available within the city. In the early morning, most shops were closed, and you felt that anxious twist of desperation and distress.

Part of him wants to scoop you up and press you against the hood of the car to make you cum endlessly on his tongue, fingers, cock, but rationality wins over. He nods in agreement at your venting. "It's really fucked up! Do you have a spare?"

A guilty nod as you shyly shrug. His eyebrow quirks.

"Do you–uh, know how to change it?"

An awkward silence permeates as you shuffle on two feet.

"Well, no. But I have all the things for it! It shouldn't be too hard. Let me google it, actually," and you're typing at never-before-seen speed. "Okay, so you jack it up… and then, what the hell is that?"

You were this little, pitiful thing. Alex wanted to care for you the way no man ever had. He needed to take care of you, to be the only man in your life that you could look at and feel secure and loved. If you let him, he could be that guy for you. 

"Want me to take care of this for you?"

Your head snaps to him quickly. Considering it at first, it was the best option. You were late, he was here, and you didn't know how to change a tire. By all accounts, this was a perfect solution. Would you have to pay him back, though? Did a blowjob count, or was he not that kind of guy?

"Sure! If it's no problem for you."

Alex grins coolly and nods. "It's not a problem at all. Let me see what tools you have, yeah?"

He's quick with it, and you're only sitting on the curb for a few minutes as he easily jacks up the car and replaces the tire. You wonder if he's done this for other girls before. Alex is comfortable yanking the tire off and securing the spare, your eyes lecherously watching him work.

Alex feels your eyes burning a hole into him as he lugs the tire out, breath escaping in a soft pant that leaves your mind running wild. You can't help but latch onto any show of skin you can. The rise of his shirt revealed the soft skin of his tummy. His shirt tightened around his bicep as he flexed to lock the tire into the place. Even the way his hair flew in front of his face as he turned towards you left you shaky.

"You should probably get it checked out just in case, but it's all done!"

"You don't think you did a good enough job?"

"I did what I could! But still. You're going to be late, princesa."

That nickname comes so naturally to him. Princesa? He provides an inkling of shade while looming over you, hands tucked into his pockets with a boxy smile. You're still sitting on the curb and have a terrible case of ultimate attraction as you look at that sweet stretch of a smile and gleam in his dark brown eyes.

"You should get going."

Alex urges, and you're standing on command with hot cheeks. You're stuttering out a 'thanks' and trying to keep the smile from taking over your face. Alex hands you your bag, and a sharp zap runs through you when your fingers touch.

"I really should. I, uhm, really, thank you!"

"Didn't I say it was no problem?"

He laughs, and you're laughing, too. As you settle into your car and offer a shy wave from the privacy of your Toyota, he waits patiently. You see him as you back up and drive away, black wisps of hair swaying with the breeze like he's a gift from nature himself. The drive is filled with music, and you wonder whether he'd like to go for coffee sometime.

File papers, get a coffee, sit in on a meeting and organize your files. It's all the same boring, dull work day by day. Nothing soothes the ache in your eyes or the budding carpal tunnel in your wrist. Nothing but daydreams of a new coworker named Alex, who is also your neighbor and seemingly can't help but corner you in the copy room to ask if you want to "get out of here."

It was quite a slow day. The reprieve of responsibilities your apartment gives you is more than enough comfort as you kick your shoes off. Time for a shower, and maybe you'll go to bed early. The mental checklist in your mind is carefully sorted through as you wash the day's grime off you. Comfy pajamas are set, vibrator in hand, and you feel happy as you snuggle into Sherpa blankets.

It's only then that you hear it. It's soft, enough for you to pass over it till it grows louder. It's undeniable, unmistakable–the soft moans of Alex barely passing through your thin walls. You're shooting up and pressing your ear against the drywall, hearing a groan. "Ah, fuck… feels so good."

Oh my god. It's definitely him, voice ragged and whiny as his hand twists around the tip of his dick, pre-cum leaking past his knuckles as he moans. You shouldn't be listening. You know this; it's wrong, and it's perverted. You twitch with the urge to move your hand higher up your thigh, but you force yourself to stay still as you plot your next move.

You tug your blankets up higher to cover your face shyly, eyes fluttering when the bed creaks softly from the room over and he whines. Alex fucked his hand eagerly, and your thighs pressed together at the strangled moan that beat past his lips.

"Fuckk, like that–yeah…"

And then you hear it. Your name. It leaves your hand shooting past your pajama pants to circle your clit, fingers slipping as you bite the palm of your hand. Was he imagining you? Indeed, he knew you could hear him. You have to press your free hand to your mouth as you work your fingers over your clit, your hole clenches around nothing, and a bumbling cry is whispered past your tongue.

He mumbles about taking it all, and you're uncaring as you eagerly rub yourself in tune with how Alex fucks his cock in his fist. You sink in a finger, then two, and groan at the delicious stretch. Your fingers fuck in and out of you, driving deep as you imagine Alex pressing your legs to your ears and fucking himself inside you before drawing back with a heavy thrust.

Alex tugs his bottom lip between his teeth, pushing his black shirt up as he tips his head back. "God, 'm so fucking close, baby."

His eyelashes kiss his cheeks as he imagines your bobbing head as you take him into your throat. Socked feet curl, and Alex whimpers when he feels it, balls aching while his hips pop up into his hand.

"'M gonna cum, ohmygo–fuck!"

You can't help the moan that escapes you as you soak your own fingers, riding out your high as you listen to Alex's groaning release. His voice is so deep and ragged that you're still pulsing; if only there was some way to will him over to your apartment to fuck the shit out of you. Burying your face into the pillows, you pant listlessly while gingerly removing your hand from your pants. Alex has gone quiet, and you can imagine his slumped form, all relaxed and seated in his gaming chair.

Sticky strings stretch between your fingers when you look at your hand. A wanting sigh escapes you as the apartments fall into a mutual silent quiet. Your fingers would have to do for now, despite how much you kept thinking about that stretch of his fat head as he plunged into your pussy.

You don't stop thinking about it. Not when you wake up and start the coffee. Not on the drive to work. Not even when you watched porn to try to get it out of your head, you couldn't stop thinking about listening to him cum.

He sounded so angelic, voice-pitched, and so needy for you. Of all girls, he imagined you, wanted you! That had to be some sick and twisted sign of fate. On a late night of too much wine and faith in your plans, you order a brand-new coffee table fit with way too many screws and bolts. You'd give up before you even tried to assemble that thing.

Thankfully, you knew exactly who would.

Ushering the package inside was easy. You would not act like you got this and were waiting for him to ask if you needed help building it. No. You had to be the perfect victim. Your fingers tear the box open like a madman as you make a half-hearted attempt to construct the table yourself. The instructions went on for pages, your brows furrowing at "attach A1 to B1." Only then do you drag yourself up from your soft rug, apply a bit of gloss, and march next door to Alex's apartment.

Three soft knocks and an extra for good measure; Alex is curious as he tilts his head in welcome.

"Hey you," he starts, bulging arms crossing. "What's up?"

"Hey! So, I bought this new coffee table with really confusing instructions and…"

His eyebrows raise as he looks you over, a look in his eyes that you can't identify. You hope your gloss is enough to tempt him, but you use your arms to push your boobs up just a tad higher. "What do you think? Will you help me out? I promise to pay you back!"

"Oh, yeah? Why'd you need a new coffee table?"

"The other just—umm, broke. All over the place."

"All over the place," he hums thoughtfully, and his hand rubs at his jaw; you wonder if he's into choking. "I can take care of that for you, then."

"Great! Just come over when you're ready," you clap your hands together and smile widely.

"I'll just come with you now, if that's okay. Don't want to leave you without your precious coffee table."

Alex moves closer towards you, and you’re keenly aware of the height difference between you two. Not just height, but size difference. A light laugh filters from your lips and you nod your head towards next door.

"Even better," you croon and take the lead back to your apartment. "So, what were you up to?"

"Nothing, really," Alex replies casually with his hands in his pockets. "This actually gives me something to do, which is awesome! So thank you…"

The way he says your name is intoxicating. You want it whispered down the column of your throat as pink lips catch on your exposed jugular. You'd never been the one to chase, but hearing your name fall from those pretty lips was more than enough bait. Thankfully, Alex had no idea crossing the threshold of your front door would lead to him getting stuck right in your spider's web.

He fits right into your quaint apartment. You and Alex engaged in small talk, but it was nothing serious. He sits at your counter, and you pour him some water like this is something you do every day. It feels like you've been waiting for him to occupy your space. You'd already let him occupy your mind.

You lead him over to the wreck of a table with a hand.  He doesn’t address it, letting your palm slip into his and leech off the warmth. "You think you can handle it? It had me so fucking confused."

Alex chuckles and nods, glancing at you and still not letting go of your hand.

"This doesn't look too bad! I'm not an expert, but it should get done in an hour or two."

"Oh, really? Well, then, perfect! I guess we can start," you chirp and sit on the couch. "I'll be the tool handler."

Alex squeezes your hand before releasing, sitting before you on your soft patterned rug. He shakes his head and smirks at you from over his shoulder. "Alright. Let's get this done!"

He's quick and efficient as he pieces your coffee table together. At first, you're unsure of what to do as Alex silently begins to work. You blanch at your poor hosting skills, whisking yourself off to collect treats and talk him through his work. Snacks and lemonade are brought, and you can chat happily. 

"So, how do you like the complex?"

Alex takes a cookie and nibbles on it. 

"Good! People are nice, but I still don't understand trash day."

You laugh and nod in agreement, your eyes observing as Alex's biceps flex to combine two pieces of wood. God, he was driving you wild with every little movement and look.

"No one understands trash day, believe me. I'm glad you're enjoying it!"

"Yeah, I've met some really nice people."

The two of you hold eye contact for a beat. It's enough to leave your heart sputtering as you force yourself to look away. His gaze was dark, intense, and sexy. You couldn't face that alone. With a little more time, Alex dusted his hands off and planted them on his hips. He steps back and you’re taking in the wonderfully strong coffee table that sat in the middle of your living room.

"What do you think?"

"It looks amazing! I could sit on it, and it wouldn't break."

"Okay, but don't," Alex teases and sets the screwdriver beside him. "It's good? You like it?"

You turn with the happiest grin on your face as you nod. "I love it! Really, thank you so much."

He shrugs and exclaims, "it wasn't that hard," but you were grateful for his presence anyway. You plop yourself next to him and tug your knees to your chest, "I really need to pay you back, somehow. That makes two things you've fixed for me."

You could pay him back right now with plush lips wrapped around his cock, letting him groan as he bucked up into your throat. It would be the picture-perfect way to settle this. You'd get down on your knees for him in an instant.

"Ehh, I mean," he shrugs humbly. "It's really not a big deal, but if you wanna pay me back, why don't you come to my place? We can just hang out or whatever."

'Or whatever.' You want to be shocked, but your chemistry was way too electric to pass up. Your face instantly breaks out in a grin, and you're nodding–not too fiercely–to his request, "I'm down for that! When were you thinking?"

Alex hums momentarily to seemingly rack his brain for a possible opening. Then, his soft eyes land on you as he offers up the following Wednesday at around five. You readily agree, and the two of you are sitting and looking in a trance that neither of you wants to break.

"Well," he's first to break contact, head turning away as he stands and dusts off his knees, "I should probably get going."

"Oh, right! Let me walk you out."

Is it just you, or are the two of you walking slow on purpose? You open the door for him and leer from behind at his broad shoulders and fit form. Alex turns back and grins, lips quirking and eyes crinkling. "See you on Wednesday!"

"I'll see you! Bye," and the door is closed and locked with a 'click.'

You can't help the squeal that escapes you as you rush to the living room to admire Alex's handiwork. Fingers brush against the smooth edges, the glass and wood hitting in contrasting materials. He really built this for you. You could hardly believe it, and now you had a date in a few days. Only a few!

Most of your time is spent wondering what you'll wear, which lingerie, and whether you should prepare a gift; the list is never-ending. You decide just an hour before five: a lovely, simple dress with lacy lingerie. Then, you'd topped it off with a silky red wine. It was the perfect presentation of you, and you were ready as you knocked on his door.

Alex is adorned in a black button-up that leaves your eyes greedily sucking up every visible inch of skin. Your eyes snap to his deep brown ones, and you greet him with a shy smile. He certainly looked good. Alex grins and opens the door wider, his eyes roaming over your figure as he whistles. "Wine? Wow, you went all out! I actually got some tequila for us, as well, so…"

"Prepare to get drunk?"

"Maybe a little," he admits casually while locking the door behind him.

His apartment is clean, just as you had figured. With grand counters and charming floors, you noticed that the living room was perfectly set with flickering vanilla candles. You set the wine on the counter and round it to peer at the meat cooking on the stove.

"I wasn't sure what you liked, so I made some homemade tacos. Is that okay?"

You quickly nod and clap your hands together, an excited squeal escaping you. "Yeah! That's totally fine, I love a good dinner."

It's fun, it's sweet, it's full of alcohol and perfectly cooked carne asada. It was thoughtful and one of the best dates you had ever been on. Alex and you sit side by side, munching on overstuffed tacos and drinking expensive wine. It's only when the plates are finished that the two of you are really able to bask in each other's presence.

You're tipsy off a glass of red, and Alex looks so inviting as he sits confidently next to you, one leg crossed over the other with his hand spread out on the back of the couch. "So… are you tipsy?"

Alex laughs in a sweet, melodic tone.

"Oh, absolutely," and then his eyes rake over your form before he's swallowing and uttering. "You look really beautiful tonight."

"Thank you."

Neither of you is aware of the magnetic pull; you both only know that you're getting closer by the second. Alex boldly places his hand gently on your knee, and you know you're done for when your lips meet in a saucy kiss. You're instantly moaning, a soft exhalation escaping you as you press forward to deepen the kiss; Alex's hand slides further up to your thigh, and you scoot closer in the dim candlelight for more.

It starts slow, a gentle kiss between two souls eager for connection, and then it grows. His fingers dig into the meat of your thigh as your tongue swipes against his lips. A soft groan escapes him as he massages your plush skin. Alex is first to pull away, freckled cheeks flushed and warm as he gazes at you with fondness.

"I've been wanting to do that for who knows how long," he whispers, and your heart hammers in your chest.

"Me too," you reply and glance at his inviting lap.

He catches your gaze, and the pull of his hand leaves you breathless as he practically manhandles you into his lap. You fit perfectly against him, body molding to his as you dive back down for more kisses and more touches.

Alex shifts and pulls under you, a wave crashing against you as his greedy hands grip your hips to slot them against his amid your make-out session. Then, you're yelping as his large hands curl around the meat of your thighs to lift you effortlessly against his chest and haul you upwards toward his room.

"God, you're strong! You must work out a ton," your compliment flies loosely from your lips, slack with wine and desire.

"Thank you, I do. Wanna see what else I can do?"

You laugh into the junction of his neck and shoulder, face flustered and shy as he takes you further into his apartment towards his room. Your eyes take in the white walls, the way he smells like warm, spicy cinnamon. He’s intoxicating and your lips drag against the column of his throat to lave over a mole near his jaw.

He's simple as he lays you back, simple in how he crawls over top of you to kiss and grind you into his full-bodied mattress. His tongue licks into your mouth, and you're caught on how the two of you are still tangled in shirts made of cotton. The clothing can't come off fast enough, and Alex's fingers card up your rib cage, leaving light scratches and soft huffs of air escaping past your swollen lips.

Your arms wind around his back and pull him closer, fingers dipping into the caramel skin as you roll around till you sit prettily on top of him. He's so hard against your thigh, grinding up against your hot pussy from beneath you.

"Fuck, you feel so good on top of me," Alex whisks off his shirt, and his hands fumble with your bra before revealing the swell of your perky tits. "And you look good, too, mmf."

He groans into your neck, sitting up to catch your rolling hips and arching back within his arms. Your tits press against his bare chest as you both sway in a tumble of heat. You kiss up his jaw as you grind down against his dick, rumbles coming past both your lips before reconnecting in a searing kiss. Alex's hands scramble to his belt buckle, and you aid him in undoing the sharp leather; your hands work together to free him from his jeans and let his cock stir exposed in the cool air.

"I fuckin' need you, need you inside me."

“Yeah? Ah, fuckfuck, lemme get a condom…”

"I'm on the pill," you whisper hotly into his ear before nipping at the dangling lobe.

Alex shudders and nods meekly, dashing forward to kiss you and pull you further against his hips. His cock leaves a smear of pre on your inner thigh, and you're gasping at the blunt head slipping and bumping right against your sticky clit. You both pant and rock just like that, your lips wrapped around his dick as you ground yourself up, up, up and down, down, down his length. The man before you whines into your neck, sloppy and needy, as his tongue and teeth battle to mark your smooth skin.

"Don't tease me, fuckin' please? God, I need to fuck you. I need to feel your pussy, baby, please?"

His begging drives you wild, and your hand wraps around his glistening base to angle and slip the mushroom head past your tight hole. A fierce cry escapes you at the stretch, your body slowly sinking down till you're full to the hilt, and Alex is carving a path in your insides.

You're a mess in his lap as you shift and grind against his hips, his thick cock arching deep inside you and rubbing that spongy spot that leaves you seeing stars. Alex mouths at your neck and plants a sloppy kiss on your pulse point. His voice is haggard and breathless. "God, you feel like fucking heaven around me, oohfuck."

"Yeah? Ohmy–god. You're so deep inside, ah, ah!"

Your pussy flutters and gushes around Alex as you hump him eagerly. The two of you are sweaty, hot messes as you bounce tirelessly in his lap, and Alex motorboats your chest with satisfied groans. Your clit presses stickily against the hair at his base, the puffy nub oversensitive and twitching as your hips tilt to fill you up once more. A keening whine escapes you, and your hands tangle into Alex's dark locks.

"Ah fuck, god, you always fuck your neighbors like this? Ride them like the pretty girl you are?"

His words leave your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you slam down onto him harder and faster till you're a shaking bunny that’s writhing, bouncing in his lap. "N-No! Only you, ohgod, only you can fuck me like this."

Alex's feet planted on the ground, and his hips piston up into you with a sharp thrust. A fierce warble escapes past your lips as you cling to his muscled shoulders; Alex fucks up into you and jerks you up with every punch of his hips against your creamy hole. "That's right, baby. Just–fuck–just take it. Yeah, yeah, just take me!"

Everything feels like it's spinning, and you hardly have the wherewithal to bury your face in Alex's neck as you moan and moan. As you clap down against him, a tight ball of heat coils in your tummy; your hand ducks down to rub pathetic circles against your puffy clit as Alex bounces you again and again.

"Oh, oh! Alex–holyshit, 'm gonna cum!!"

"Cum on my dick, princesa. Fuck, let me feel you milk me dry, ah–fuckfuckfuck!"

His balls pulse with need, and soon you're cumming all over his thick cock. Your hips struggle against his grip as you're entirely fucked out. Your orgasm takes over completely, and you're hardly coherent when Alex plants his feet and slides in balls deep inside you to fill you up with his load. It's hot white spurts that spill out of your sloppy hole, and you're clinging to Alex fiercely as you struggle to roll your eyes back to the center and calm your erratic breathing.

Alex holds you firmly, and a soft whimper echoes as his softening cock slips out of you. You've made such a mess of his bed, of dark gray and black sheets now stained with your arousal, you'd solidly marked him and his room. He pulls you closer by your waist and gently kisses the smooth curve of your shoulder and arm. "That was fucking amazing; you did so good for me."

The blush on your cheeks is inescapable. "Thank you, that was really nice. You felt good."

Your hand rubs his peck, and Alex smiles warmly at you, his hand stroking the small of your back as the two of you gaze at each other in fondness. Then, a magnetic pull draws you together into a searing kiss. You both snuggle further into the sheets, lost in the realm of kisses and touches.

Neither of you talk about how you’ve definitely crossed the line from neighbor to lover, but Alex pulls you close in the morning sunlight to kiss at the curve of your shoulder. “Good morning.”

His voice is deep and scratchy, you can’t help but press your ass against his morning wood with a smirk. “Good morning to you, too.”

“You tease,” and Alex is tackling you to the bed and burying you in a flurry of kisses and soft moans. You taste so good, he can’t get enough of you. He has to devour you whole, after all, he’s been waiting for you.