#and I was just getting very overstimulated and annoyed plus I’m hungry

[sluttyten]

I still have 5 hours left in my shift 😭😭😭

[otptings]

Puzzle Piece

♡Idol: Wong Yukhei

♡Requested: Yessss Hi, I ult Lucas and love your writing, could you write a story with praising kink? A little bit of fluff too, just very cute and sexy stuff! He’s treats y/n as a goddess! Thank you and keep going with your amazing stories!

♡Word Count: 3.1k+

♡Genre: Angst, Smut mixed with Fluff

♡Warning: gossip, insecurities, mentions of weight gain, semi public sex, marking, slight breeding kink, cream pie, fingering, overstimulation, multiple orgasms (2)

♡Synopsis: Stylists noonas aren't always correct, especially when it comes to Lucas' relationship.

♡A/n : this is the fourth way that I've written this one shot, sorry that it is so late I just couldn't figure out how I wanted to do it and kept messing around with various ideas. Those other ideas might make an appearance on my page later on. Thank you for requesting, I hope you enjoyed it and if you did please like, reblog, or donate to my Ko-Fi in my bio, thank you so much for reading

Dating an idol is always an adventure, and after two years you’d think that you’d be used to everything that comes along with it. Having your picture taken while out and about, dates being interrupted by random schedules, fans recognizing one or both of you despite your masks and precautions, even being stalked by crazy saesangs. But there are still some things that you don’t think you’ll ever get used to. Fans asking for a picture of you and Lucas together, the random fan edits that will get set to your dms about your relationship, or even some of the endless praise that fans give you.

Another thing you’ll never get used to is the random VIP tickets and backstage passes gifted to you courtesy of Lucas. Bypassing the normal concert security checkpoints and being led directly to your special front row seat where WayV’s security watches over you diligently. It always gives you an adrenaline rush being able to properly see Lucas in his element in person, not just over a monitor in a cozy backstage room to keep you safe. Along with Lucas being a gigantic flirt, constantly winking at you or making sure to look in your direction while singing specifically saucy lyrics. Backstage is a whole nother story.

Being allowed backstage at certain award shows always leaves you in awe. Seeing the workers rushing around and doing all of the little things that make the concert possible in the first place, seeing all of the idols along with the boys warming up and goofing around for their vlogs. It’s a sight that made you grateful that you were ever able to go to concerts. This was only made better because Lucas always made sure that you had a place backstage during award shows while he was preparing for his performances. Winking at you while he’s getting his makeup and hair done, flirting with you while putting on his mic pack and in-ears, pulling you into a quick kiss before he’s hoarded backstage, and you’re led either to your observation or the crowd. It’s one of the things you can never get used to, even now while walking towards your observation room, Taeyong waving at you while he walks past getting ready to watch the performance himself.

“I don’t know what Lucas sees in her.” Your steps faltered as you passed by the dressing room, hearing the voices of the stylist noonas. “She’s not even that pretty and is always draping herself all over Lucas.”

“It’s so embarrassing. She’s so annoying.” You unconsciously walked closer to the door, trying to hear more of the conversation, feeling slight embarrassment run through you.

“She’s only using him for his money and fame. Like what girlfriend always asks for free VIP tickets?”

“A golddigger.”

“Exactly. I just don't understand how sweet Lucas falls for it.” Peeking around the corner you saw the two stylists giggling from where they sat on the couch.

“I mean, I’m so much prettier than her. And I’m skinnier than her, Lucas should really be dating me.”

“Plus Lucas deserves someone good for him, good for his image. She’s only bringing it down.”

“Are you okay?” You jumped feeling someone grab your shoulder, accidentally hitting the door causing the two stylists to stand up abruptly. Turning around you saw that it was only WayV’s managers, surely coming to check on you since you’ve never made it to the room. When you glanced back the stylist noonas at least had the nerve to act embarrassed while cleaning up their supplies. Nodding your head you allowed him to lead you to the observation room, checking on you once more before leaving to go backstage.

You tried to watch the performance, focusing on Lucas as he rapped and danced but their words kept flowing through your head.

Were you always clinging on to him? Sure you held his hand a lot but that’s because he was actually the clingy one. What if he was only doing it because he thought that you wanted it? Always hugging you, and kissing you only because he felt obligated to do it? Were you just using him for money and fame? Sure having fans recognize the two of you and compliment your relationship was a fun side effect but that’s not the only reason you were in a relationship. All of the concert tickets were gifts, you never purposely asked for them. You also never declined them. You may not have been as skinny as female idols but that doesn’t mean that you're fat. Right? Lucas is the one always taking you out on dates or buying you dinner and constant snacks, what if you were gaining weight. What if you were getting fat?

Shaking your head you tried to forget all of the negative thoughts and focus on the concert, Lucas didn’t try so hard convincing your manager all those months ago to allow you to come to concerts just for you to not even pay attention. But they refused to leave, the negative thoughts swirling around your mind so aggressively that you hadn’t realized the performance was over until Lucas gently knocked on the door, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Babyyy.” Lucas’ face popped up in the opening, smiling happily at you despite the sweat dripping down his face. Weakly smiling at him you stood up reading to open your arms for him before the words of you being clingy echoed in your mind. “Did you like our performance?”

Nodding your head you gave him two thumbs up. If Lucas realized your awkwardness he didn’t let in on it, only opening the door fully and holding his hand out to you. “Are you hungry? I can find something for you to eat since we still have a couple more hours here.” Hastily shaking your head, you tried to make your smile bigger, hoping that it would distract Lucas from your strange behavior considering you never declined food.

“I’m fine Lucas, anyway don’t you need to get out of your performance clothes?” Lucas nodded his head before tossing his arm over your shoulder, leading you back towards the dressing room to put on the suit that he arrived in. Or so you thought.

Instead of taking you back to the dressing room the rest of WayV was occupying he led you into one of the single bathrooms, quickly pushing you inside and locking the door behind the both of you.

“Lucas? We don’t have time for a quickie. You need to change your clothes and meet up with the boys.” Lucas turned back around toward you, trying to resist the urge to place a kiss onto your pouty lips and get to the root of the problem.

“What’s wrong?” You opened your mouth to deny it but Lucas quickly cut you off, “Don’t tell me that it’s nothing because I know you better than that. You’re being really quiet, and not greeting me with a hug and kiss like you normally are.” Sighing you rubbed your hands up and down your arms, knowing that it was no use lying to Lucas.

“I feel like you could do better than me. Not someone who always takes your tickets and clings onto you. You'd be better off with another idol.” Staring at your feet you waited for the inevitable rejection that was to come, Lucas would realize all of the stylist noonas were correct and would leave you. Maybe he’d get with someone in Twice, they’re all gorgeous and skinny. Lucas’ hands cupped your cheeks, forcing you to look at him while fighting the urge to let out a laugh at your obscene statement.

“Do better? Why would I want to do better than the person who’s perfectly made for me?” The typical heat rising to your cheeks and urge to smile didn’t happen as usual, so focused on the negative words of the stylists. “What made you think like this? Actually, who made you think like this? The tickets to concerts are all gifts and I don’t even have to pay for them, I actually cling onto you more, and I like your affection anyway. It makes me feel special, and no one else is better for me than who. So once more, who could be better than my gorgeous baby in front of me?”

“The stylists.” You muttered, not wanting to ruin the sweet moment of Lucas always knowing the right things to say.

“Which stylists? They had no right to say any of that about you especially when it’s false.”

“Two of your stylists, the ones with the red and blonde hair.” Lucas nodded understandingly, a plan underway to make sure that they knew better than to speak about you like that.

“”Can I show you how much I love you?”

“Don’t you have to go back to the crowd soon?” Lucas only shrugged.

“I need to make sure you’re good first.” Timidly nodding your head a smile spread across Lucas’ face as he spun the two of you around and pressed you against the door. Lucas’ right hand cupped the back of your neck, keeping you in place while his lips pressed against your. His left hand slid underneath your dress, fingers toying with the lace that covered your thin panties, not wasting any time to get you aroused. You could feel the smirk on his lips when you nipped your bottom lip and sucked on it drawing out a loud moan from you. Lucas pulled away and you rolled your eyes, already knowing that teasing was going to follow.

“Can’t wait for everyone to hear all the pretty noises you make for me.”His lips reconnected with yours, this time easily parting allowing him access. Slipping his tongue into your mouth you moaned again at the taste of him, the sweet candy that he always eats before performances still coating his tongue. You’ve never been more grateful for the easy access that a dress gives you - besides when Lucas bent you over in one of the unoccupied dressing rooms during Resonance filming, a very awkward conversation ensued when Taeil accidentally walked past - when Lucas pulled your panties to the side and slid two fingers past your folds and leant down to your neck.

A fun fact that not many people don’t know is that Lucas is a great multi-tasker, and it shows in the way that his fingers skillfully worked over your clit as he sucked a bruise under your ear, much too high to be covered with the low neck of your dress. All you could do was run your fingers through his hair, biting back the whimper that wanted to come out of your throat. His fingers slipped past your folders, finally pushing in two fingers causing you to throw your head back against the door. Lucas could only lean back and admire you, the growing whimper that you were hiding finally bubbling past your lips, hickeys lining your neck showing off that you were only his.

“Do you really think I’d want anyone else? No one else is as sensitive as you, dripping all over my fingers.” Lucas’ voice paired with his fingers brushing over your g spot caused another loud moan to slip from your lips, if it wasn’t for the intense pleasure that Lucas was giving you, you might’ve had the nerve to be embarrassed over how wet you were. “You’re so perfect baby, just like this.”

“Please Xuxi.” You couldn’t help the desperation that bled into your voice, Lucas always knowing your body better than you did, knowing all of the little things that made you wet, and knowing the perfect way to use that knowledge to have you coming undone underneath of him. Even now as you looked at him, his stereotypical smirk on his face as he watched you beg him, a multiple of ‘please’ and ‘Xuxi’ leaving your mouth as his fingers continued to work on your g spot bringing your orgasm dangerously close.

“You can cum baby. But we’re still not done.” That’s all that you needed to hear before your orgasm hit you, a loud cry on your lips as his fingers continued to move, helping you ride out your orgasm until you were overstimulated and working towards another one.

“Xuxi.” Lucas couldn’t deny that he wanted to give you another orgasm on his fingers, especially as your thighs started to shake and your hands pulled his hair causing him to let out a groan, but as he felt his cock twitch he knew that he really just wanted to be inside of you. Plus, both of you did need to be out in the audience to hear the award results or else that would be just another scandal that he would have to deal with.

“What do you want, baby? Use your words, I’ll give you anything that you want.”

“Need you, please Xuxi, need you to fuck me.” Lucas cooed at you, loving just how needy you were.

“You know I can never say no to my baby girl.” You felt heat rush to your cheeks as his patronizing tone, but it soon left as he pulled his fingers from your cunt, placing them in his mouth and sucking your cum off of them. Letting out a loud exaggerated moan that caused you to weakly smack his arm.

“You’re annoying.” Lucas only smiled happily before pulling his pants, sighing from relief as his cock was finally free from the tight confine of his leather pants.

“You love it.” Gripping the back of your thighs Lucas lifted you up, causing you to squeal before wrapping your legs tightly around him. Leaning in and placing multiple pecks on your lip, a giggle leaving you as your arms slid around his neck.

“Maybe I do.” Lucas leaned back so that he could see you properly, your swollen lips parted slightly as you watched him, curious of his next move.

“You know that I love you. Right? It doesn’t matter what anyone else says about our relationship, you're perfect for me.” All of the attention from Lucas made you shy, a shocking feat after dating for two years, opting to place your head in the crook of his neck as you nodded. Lucas grabbed the base of his cock with one his free hands, lining it up with your entrance and bottoming out with one thrust. Your arms tightened around his neck and you couldn’t help the breathy moan that you let out at the feeling of his thick cock stretching your walls. Lucas was no better, squeezing your thighs tightly as he let out a low groan, the feeling of being properly inside of you with your warm walls tightening around him.

“Fuck, you’re always so tight.” Lucas slowly started to thrust inside you, a little awkward at first due to the angle but soon he had set a quick pace that had you pulling his hair harshly as his cock massaged your walls.

“You think anyone else could take me like this?” You let out a loud whine at his words, feeling the tile digging into your back from how hard he pressed you against it, his balls slapping against your ass with every brutal thrust. “No one else could take my cock as perfectly as you, fuck, no one else could even make me as hard as you.” Another loud moan as he changed the angle of his thrust, reaching deeper spots that were previously untouched by anyone else in your past, only proving his point of being made for him as his cock perfectly massaged over your a spot causing your eyes to roll back. “You’re made for my cock, and so pretty while taking it at all.” Lucas leaned back slightly, never stopping his brutal thrusts as one of his hands cupped your chin, sliding his thumb over your bottom lip, which you happily accepted and sucked on, swirling your tongue around causing Lucas to let out another loud groan.

“My pretty girl, I wouldn’t trade you for anything in the world.” Lucas’ sweet words greatly contrasted his brutal pace that had you steadily clenching around his cock, rapidly bringing you to your second orgasm at a pace that you couldn’t even warn him before it was washing you, you release coating his thighs as you let out a muffled moan around his thumb.

“Gorgeous.” Lucas took his thumb from your mouth, increasing his pace as you cried out from the overstimulation. “So close baby.” Lucas barely got his words out before he was twitching inside of you, loud groan leaving his mouth as his warm cum spurted into your tired cunt, leaking out as he continued to fuck it deeper into you, riding out both of your orgasms.

His hands slid from your thighs up to your waist, wrapping his arms around you tightly while nuzzling your neck. Both of you enjoying the comfortable silence, a moment of calm before you will be forced back out to deal with the chaos that comes with an award show. Lucas gently set you down on your shaky legs, trying to hide his laugh as you gripped the wall for support.

“This is your fucking fault. Now I’m going to walk around with cum in my panties.” Lucas only shrugged while pulling wiping your cum off of his cock, tossing away the napkin before pulling his pants up that were surprisingly not noticeably soiled.

“Nuh uh. I had to make sure my gorgeous girlfriend knew that I wanted no one else but her. Now you know there’s no one else that I would risk getting pregnant except for you.” Scoffing you tried to hit Lucas, only for him to catch your hand and pull you closer to him, his typical love sick look fading into something more serious.

“You are the only one that I want, you’re my other half, my missing puzzle piece. I don’t care what anyone else says, you are the only person for me. Okay?” Nodding your head you muttered a quiet okay, Lucas placed a quick kiss on your neck before turning you around. “And look just how pretty you are all marked up.” All embarrassment that was hidden while y’all where having sex showcased itself in that moment, your ears and cheeks heating up as you looked at yourself. Hickeys lined your neck, weirdly resembling an L in a way that you had no hopes of trying to cover it with anything more than a gigantic hood over your head. There was no way you could walk out of the bathroom like this.

“Now all the stylists know you’re mine.”

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Sirius X MC “Night After Night” (Sirius POV)

NSFW Explicit

Continuation of “Angles and Devils” side story

“You love how I grabbed you?” Her confession took me by surprise. I only pulled her to me like that to save her from those assholes. She was doe eye, looking innocent despite her confession. “I mean, I appreciate that you saved me. I’m trying to say, it was… kind of a turn on.” Her cheeks blushed instantly. I dropped my fork back onto the dinner plate and wiped my mouth with the cloth napkin. “It turned you on?” I leaned in with a smirk.

What a curious girl. I watched her squirm in her seat under my gaze. I wondered how long she felt this way. Has she always wanted me to be rougher with her? The restaurant was very small but not packed. I liked to take her on dates here since the atmosphere was more intimate. The good food was also a plus. She held her hands in her lap and stared down at her half-eaten plate biting her plump lip. “Eat,” I ordered, straightening back into my chair. “I’m pretty full…” her eyes moved down to where my hands were on the table. What was she thinking, about? Does she want me really grab her like that again? “I’ve seen you eat enough for 3 people in one sitting. Look, I don’t want you to force yourself, but I’d hate for you to be hungry after I’m through with you tonight.” I grinned. The look on her face was priceless. My statement worked though, she practically licked the plate clean. I pondered my girlfriend’s new confession, as the evening went on. As we walked back to the black army barracks after dinner, a plan formed in my mind. She liked the aggressiveness of my earlier actions; maybe I can stop holding back so much. Hand in hand, we walked down the hall to my room. Stepping inside, we casually chat about our plans for the next day. Her voice was nervous, my earlier promise of spending the rest of the night devoting myself to her pleasure hung heavy in the air. Our conversation came to a close and she stood there twirling a piece of hair between her fingers. She looked up at me with a sweet smile that it drew me in. I leaned in kissing her tenderly, cupping her cheeks.

Her face was so warm from all the blushing she’d done tonight. She sighed into the kiss running her hands through my hair. The feeling of her nails on my scalp always sent shivers down my back. Wrapping my arms around her body for a moment, I roamed my hands until I found her wrists. As fast as I could, I pushed her up against the wall and held her hands up above her head. Stifling her gasp, I kept kissing her and dipped my tongue between her lips.

I gripped her wrists tighter and listened to her whimper. I looked down at her still clothed body, annoyed by the barrier. Letting go of her wrists, I turned her around pressing her body into the wall with mine. She was so tiny; I was almost scared to break her.

“If you behave and do as I ask I might reward you,” I whispered in her ear and pressed my lips to the soft skin. This was true, I did have a reward in mind. I was curious though, about how much aggressiveness I could get away with. “Do you understand?” I tried to sound non-threatening. I want her to be turned on, not scared. “Yes.” She spoke in a sultry voice. A smirk spread over my lips. I have such a naughty girl and I had no idea until now. I moved my hand over her perfect ass, smoothing the fabric up her back as my hand moved towards her zipper. I popped the clasp and pulled the zipper of her dress down. Once the fabric parted I snuck my hand inside trailing my fingers over her ribs and down to her navel, teasing her.

I stilled and listened to her ragged breathes bounce off the wall. Leaning down with my mouth, kissed her neck and moved my hand to her breast, kneading it. She spoke my name in a low voice as I bit down on her skin. I pushed my body more firmly against her to show her how turned on this made me too. Her small inhale was music to my ears. I circled my fingers languidly around her nipples listening to her breaths and feeling her body against mine. Her scent felt like home, and every time we were close I reveled in it for as long as I could.

She wiggled her backside against me, bringing my consciousness to the forefront. I removed my hands slowly, sliding my fingers tips over her body, then pushed the open dress down her shoulders and over her arms. Stepping back from the wall, she allowed the dress to fall entirely to the floor. The shape of her ass in those red satin panties was intoxicating. I turned her around and narrowed my eyes to hers. “You should have told me what you wanted sooner.”

Her brows scrunched up and lips parted. “You’ve been holding back on me, you deserve to be punished.” I continued, amused with my own thoughts. Her eyes shot open and lust painted over her face.

Taking no time at all, I picked her up wrapping her legs around my waist. I brought her over to the bed and flipped her onto her stomach. I pulled her ass into the air and pressed her head to the mattress. Her body sloped sensuously. Exquisite. “Stay like this, and be still.” I wondered if she would really follow my orders, she’s typically so decisive. I ran my hand over the soft panties and teased her clit for a moment. Her breathing picked up but removed my hand promptly. Taking my time, I remove my jacket and shirt as she sat there waiting, testing to see if she would actually listen to me.

I could hardly believe it when my strong-willed girlfriend stayed in that position the entire time I moved around the room. After placing my clothes over the couch I walked back over to her. “Good girl, maybe your punishment won’t be so harsh." I debated for a moment on if I should tell her what I was doing. Ultimately, I decided not to. After smoothing my hand over her ass, I reared back. My cock was already hard just thinking about it. SMACK I spanked her right in the middle of her ass cheek and she recoiled slightly, digging her hands into the sheets. I held back on that one, mostly measuring to see how she would react. Based on her lack of protest, I continued. "Count" Her breathing picked up but she hurriedly regained her composure. "One” she stated assuredly.

I couldn’t help but grin. This is going to be fun. SMACK The way her ass jiggled at the hit was fucking hot. I rubbed my hand over the tender skin. “Two” her words were muffled as she pressed her face into the bed. SMACK “Three…!” she practically moaned. I felt slightly upset that she never told me she wanted this. We could have been having so much fun. SMACK “Four” she whimpered. Was that too much?

I put a lot more force into that one. However, the rapidly growing pink mark was fueling my desires. “One more, little lady.” I hesitated, sad that I was ending our little game so quickly. SMACK “FIVE!” She screamed. I didn’t hold back as much on that one. I ran my palm over the angry skin to help soothe it. “I wonder if you enjoyed that as just as I did.” I mused.

She said nothing as I dipped my finger inside her panties. Her pussy was soaked. “What a good girl…” I felt my lust turn up a notch. I hooked my thumbs over the end of the tiny cloth and pulled down to her ankles revealing her wet cunt. “Fucking perfect,” I whispered to myself. I looked over at her and noticed her knuckles were turning white as she gripped the comforter. “Relax.” I ran both of my hands up and down her thighs. She let out a breath and unclenched her hands.

I want to fuck her right now, but that would break my promise to her.  The rest of the evening was hers to enjoy. I brought my hands up to her ass and spread her cunt open more. Her arousal was apparent, and the sight was fucking lewd. I couldn’t wait anymore and I used my tongue to trace the folds. I missed her clit each time I passed, only growing her arousal. Finally, I found her clit and circled my lips around it and sucked hard. She moaned and rocked her body back. “Thank you!” She yelled. Thank you?

I’ve never seen her like this, she was allowing me to take complete control. With long strokes, I ran my tongue on her clit over and over. She jerked her legs together at the sensation. “I told you to be still.” I tried to sound stern, even though she could probably hear how turned on I was. “I’m sorry, Sirius” Was that a mischievous tone? I grabbed both of her thighs and held them apart. My fingers dug into her skin and I kept my grip tight so there was no way she could move. I heard her gasp again before I delved back in, eating her out. I was more aggressive this time, that’s what she wanted after all. I used more pressure than I normally would. Usually, I would have been worried about overstimulating her, tonight that worry flew out the window. I licked and sucked at the sensitive nerves, listening to the symphony sounds coming out of her. The grip on her thighs had to be hurting by now. I’ve never heard such a mixture of moaning and screaming come out of her. I let one hand go off her thigh and brought my finger to her soaked hole. I pushed in, feeling the wetness coat my finger when I heard her speak. “I’m close!" Abruptly, I stopped all contact. I stood up straight again and wiped my face

I looked down the side of her, connecting our eyes. Her whimper and the desperate look in her eyes make my cock twitch. "Turn over” I hadn’t noticed my hard breathing until I spoke. I needed to wait a minute or two before her body would come back down from the brink of orgasm. She was on her back in an instant. I snatch the panties from around her ankles and threw them over my shoulder. Her chest heaved and I stood there looking at her watery eyes. “Hold your knees to your chest." She obliged, biting her lip. She brought her legs up but it was not quite how I wanted it. "Spread them, I want you on display for me.”

Her face was flushed as she opened her legs wider. Perfect. “Your pussy is mine, and I get to decide when you get to cum." I reached down and ran my hand over her hard nipples. Closing her eyes, she sighed. I looked back down at the new angle I had her in, trying to make a mental picture to remember later. Sliding my hand down her stomach I made contact with her pussy. Holding her gaze, I slipped two fingers inside her entrance. I went straight for her g-spot, and her corresponding moan filled the room. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her wetter than right now. I pressed a third finger in trying to stretch her for my size. Fucking her with my hand, I undid my pants with the other. I pulled out my swollen cock, giving it a bit of friction.

I’m not sure how long I can last if I’m already this hard. Removing my fingers, I moved my face down towards hers. I used my free hand to hold me up and hovered just above her lips. My other hand held my cock, circling it against her entrance. "Do you want my cock.” I was breathless; there was no hiding it anymore.

The air that blew onto her face billowed some of her stray hairs. “Yes! I want you” her eyes silently begged me. “That’s not what I asked, little lady." Her breath fanned over my lips, cooling my warm cheeks. "I.. want your cock.” Her voice was quiet. I smirked, but I stayed still. “Go on.” I love watching her become flustered. “I want your cock, I want you to fuck me. Please, just fuck me!” she finally begged out loud. “Only because you said please.” I teased. I slid my dick in easily. Her pussy was so fucking warm and inviting.

I closed the distance between our lips and felt her tongue press for entrance into my mouth. We kissed passionately as I pushed into her as gently as I normally do. I wanted to make love to her, to feel her warmth around me, but I stopped. I pulled out of her mostly, realizing this wasn’t what she was asking for tonight. Breaking the kiss, I stood up; braced myself against her legs and slammed back into her pussy with force. I fucked her so hard the bed moved. I held back my strength slightly, keeping up my pace but making sure we weren’t rearranging furniture. “Fuck yes!” She yelled, throwing her head back. I roughly fucked her and hoped this was enough to keep her from walking straight for a while. She was shouting affirmations and cruses over and over.

I angled myself down and held her legs tighter while slamming into her. Feeling her pussy tighten, I knew she was close. I ran my fingers over her clit and watched her body arch out of her control. “Cum for me,” I ordered. She swore between screams, and let go of her legs, letting her whole body shake. Her orgasm slowed as her voice began to quiet down. I halted my rough pace and leaned over her.

I couldn’t stay away she was far too beautiful, too tempting. I kissed her neck up to her jaw tasting the sweat that glistened over her skin. Finally, I made it to her mouth and kissed her deeply. I wanted her to know she was loved, and how special she was. I slid back into her and made love to her at a slow pace. “I love you” I spoke into the kiss. My voice was huskier than even I was used to. She grabbed the sides of my face and our kiss intensified, I picked up my pace delving into her continuously as she writhed under me. The world was just us two right here, right now. The feelings I had for her chased away any doubts about our relationship and future. I loved her; I knew I’d devote myself to her like this night after night as long as she would have me. I felt the tell-tale signs of my orgasm rush towards me. She wrapped her legs around me, allowing for a deeper fuck. I pressed my forehead against hers as the waves of pleasure washed over me. We swapped ‘I love yous’ and kisses while I rode out my sweet release.

After a moment, I stilled and left a light kiss on her lips as I caught my breath.

I was spent, and she was too.

I knew hot water would feel amazing on our body’s right about now. Plus, it would help ease any sore muscles she might gain from tonight. “Would you like to take a bath with me?"

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Thank you, Anon for the request!

I wanted to do this from Sirius’ point of view for no particular reason. I just love the man :D

Another day of Sirius because I do my requests in order, hehe :D <3

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