#brandon ft. cerys.

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starter for: @petalruined

pairing: brandon & cerys

they had dated for a while now and while brandon usually wasn't a patient or caring man, something about her made him want to be. they lay in his bed in the master bedroom at his lavish home, cerys naked beneath him. it was the first time they'd gotten this far and although he knew he should take it slow, brandon had reached a state where he could no longer control his urges. his cock slid back and forth through her pussy, the tip grazing her clit with every shallow thrust and a groan escaped him. attempting to control himself, his lips sucked on her lower one, his breathing heavy, "i can't wait any longer, baby." he'd never been more certain of anything in his life. even if she asked him to stop, he wouldn't be able to, his cock aching and drooling at the prospect of being inside her. "i have to put it in," brandon spoke through gritted teeth, moving his hand between them and beginning to guide his cock between towards her entrance.

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the little whine he'd elicited from her lips when he asked her to get up, caused brandon's lips to quirk up ever so slightly. she was already needy for him, which in turn heightened his own arousal and made him impatient, a thread of restraint the only thing holding him back. "okay, i'll do it," he agreed and watched as her slender fingers unbuttoned her jeans, "you're doing so good, baby," he cooed as he reached up, running his fingers over the skin at her lower stomach, before gently tugging the fabric down. his umber colored eyes locked on hers, checking for signs of regret and when finding none, he leaned forwards and placed a kiss at the top of her thigh. deft fingers worked her jeans down her legs, more small kisses placed on every patch of skin he could get his lips on. when the fabric hung around her ankles brandon pulled back and looked up at her with adoration in his gaze, "i need you too, kitten." truer words had never been spoken from his lips. "now step out," he guided her with his hands hanging on her thighs, supporting her as his shoulders were. leaning back and thereby letting go of her, he worked the button and zipper of his own jeans. this time he didn't offer her an option to take them off, but rather pushed the material down his legs himself, raising himself slightly to get it past his thighs. leaving the pants hanging around his knees, brandon then kicked them away and leaned back in his seat, "get back here, baby girl."

the   sounds   that   fell   from   brandon's   lips   were   heaven   -   sent,   each   noise   he   made   only   made   her   question   why   he   was   really   with   her.   how   someone   she   viewed   as   an   angel,   god's   gift,   could   ever   want   anything   to   do   with   her.   there's   a   small   rejection,   her   chest   caving   as   he   adjusted   her   position.   cerys   gave   a   small   whine   of   disapproval   as   she   parted   from   him,   standing   on   shaky   legs.         ❛   can   you   do   it   ?   ❜         she   unbuttoned   her   jeans   slowly,   with   fingers   that   trembled   beneath   his   gaze.         ❛   i   want   you   to,   i   think.   ❜         her   hands   pause   their   movements   to   rest   on   his   shoulders   once   more,   adjusting   her   stance   to   alleviate   the   ache   at   her   core,   with   how   drenched   her   panties   were.         ❛   need   you   so   bad,   baby.   ❜

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— STARTER FOR » @petalruined — CHARACTER » brandon everett. 45 - 50. business owner / drug trafficer. jon bernthal fc.

they were out on a date, like most couples tended to do. not that brandon had much experience with dates, but he tried his hardest for cerys to be a good boyfriend. that included asking her out to do mundane things such as taking a walk along the beach and eating ice cream. he'd gone to grab them a couple of scoops at a nearby shop, but when returning and seeing his girl sitting on the sand visibly shaken up, brandon dropped the cups of ice cream on the sand, and rushed towards her, to place his hands on the sides of her face, forcing her gaze up at him. "baby, what's wrong?" he asked, checking her face and body for injuries, before searching her face for answers.

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the loving, doting, accommodating man he was around cerys was so unlike him, that brandon could hardly recognize himself in his actions or words. however, making cerys feel good was his number one priority and if he had to be all those things to bring her pleasure... he would. this was unlike any sexual encounter he'd had since he turned sixteen and had begun growing more ruthless. this was full of love and adoration at every turn. cerys rubbing herself against his erection elicited a groan from the man, unable to keep from grinding up into her in return. he longed to intensify their kiss, to touch her all over, but once again he forced himself to hold back. the unyielding material of his jeans hurt against his cock, so when cerys suggested taking of their respective jeans, brandon moaned a quick "yes", but before the word had even left his lips, she had begun undoing his buckle. "here... let me," he commanded and let both of his hands push slightly on her hips. "get up. it's only for a second, kitten," he assured her ensuring she knew he wasn't dismissing her, but he knew they'd be unable to get her jeans down her legs while seated. "do you want me to take them off? or do you want to do it yourself, baby?" he asked when she stood in front of her and he looked up at her with a playful smile.

the   certain   softness   brandon   regarded   her   always   made   her   heart   flutter   with   nerves.   to   think   that   he   was   normally   such   a   gruff   man   only   made   her   stomach   do   somersaults.   cerys   gave   several   eager   nods   at   his   question,   as   if   hoping   that   her   vehement   movements   would   earn   her   even   more   approval   from   him.   sighing   against   his   form,   she   began   to   grind   down   harder   against   his   cock.   her   lips   moved   gently   against   his   own,   soft   and   tender,   without   so   much   of   a   rush.   it's   a   lot   more   sensual   than   she'd   initially   be   expecting   and   it   does   little   to   quell   her   erratically   beating   heart.   barely   pulling   away   from   the   kiss,   she   offers   him   a   meek   lick   against   against   his   lip.         ❛   our   jeans,   ❜         she   breathed   out   in   a   gasp,   despite   the   way   her   hips   continued   their   actions.         ❛   can   we   take   them   off   ?   it's   starting   to   hurt.   ❜         dainty   hands   don't   wait   for   his   approval   though,   reaching   down   to   tug   impatiently   on   his   buckle.

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the sounds cerys made, put a small and loving smile in place on his lips. it was clear that just sitting on his lap and feeling his hardness below her, gave her pleasure and all of it made him feel like a teenager again. he was in his late forties, yet this much younger girl made his cock ache and leak pre-cum into his boxers from merely seating herself fully on him. "yeah, baby? it feels good?" he cooed and traced his thumbs over her hips. brandon wanted nothing more than to put her nipples in his mouth from seeing them peak under her shirt, but he kept still. digging his fingers into her hips in an attempt to control himself, brandon quickly readjusted his position below her in an attempt to ease the ache he felt in his ever-growing cock. the move ment caused her to jostle slightly, and while he needed friction, brandon also knew they had to take things slow, so he'd let cerys have her wicked way with him... for now. moving a hand away from her hip, the man then moved his index finger in a come here gesture. "c'mere, kitten," he mirrored his action with his words, leaning his forehead against hers and looking into her eyes. "you can do whatever you'd like with me," he murmured softly, before placing his lips gently against hers, allowing her to take the lead.

his   praise   made   her   preen   in   delight   as   she   offered   a   sheepish   smile.   cerys   could   feel   her   panties   gush   with   excitement   as   brandon   shifted   her   lower,   unable   to   stifle   the   small   mew   that   released   from   the   gentle   friction.   in   an   effort   to   chase   that   sensation,   her   hips   slowly   moved   against   his   growing   bulge.         ❛   this   feels   really   good,   ❜         she   gasped   out,   feeling   her   nipples   peak   beneath   the   thin   fabric   of   her   shirt,   yet   another   sign   of   her   obvious   arousal.   dilated   cerulean   hues   dart   down   to   his   lips   before   finding   his   own   gaze   once   again,   teeth   continuing   to   gnaw   on   her   bottom   lip   as   she   regarded   him   with   apprehension.         ❛   can   i   kiss   you   ?   ❜         a   soft   palm   raises   to   cup   his   cheek,   hoping   to   draw   his   attention   to   her.

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the usually gruff man had always possessed an all-work-and-no-play personality, his previous sexual encounters brief and business-like. a way to relieve some pressure, but nothing more. until he'd met cerys. the girl was innocence personified and the thought of corrupting her caused him great joy. her hovering position caused him to chuckle and look up at her, "it's more than all right, kitten." he smiled and placed his hands on her hips. "just lower yourself down. you're not going to break me, i promise," he swore and pushed her hips down gently, unable to keep back a slight groan at the feel of her thighs around him and her hands on his shoulders. "that's it, babygirl... you're doing so well," he praised with a smile. she looked like a deer in headlights, which he found to be adorable while trying his very hardest to not scare her away.

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬:   closed,   @hedonistiics.

𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭:   a   bit   of   this   &   this   !

there's   a   hitch   in   her   breath   as   cerys   straddled   his   lap,   the   first   time   she's   ever   been   in   an   intimate   position   with   another   man.   dainty   hands   settle   on   his   shoulders,   keeping   her   hovering   above   him,   as   if   worried   that   she   may   hurt   him.   wide,   cerulean   hues   lock   onto   his   own,   filled   with   fear   and   a   sliver   of   excitement.         ❛   is   this   ...   alright   ?   ❜         she   gave   a   small   rock   to   her   hips,   teeth   gnawing   into   her   bottom   lip   in   apprehension   as   she   sought   out   his   approval.   or   at   least   some   form   of   acknowledgment.

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as cerys released a breath, brandon ran the tip of his nose down her cheek before his teeth latched onto her neck. "that's it, kitten," he praised against her skin, as she begun relaxing enough that he felt less resistance where they connected. there still was no doubt about her purity as he released a gasp when feeling more and more of his cock being swallowed by her heat. her pussy closed so tightly around him that he was unable to keep back a groan. when the girl below him begun begging for him to keep going, brandon let go of the place on her neck where he'd marked her. "yes baby... fuck... you feel so good. so tight. so..." his words trailed off as he dragged in a deep breath. "this is going to sting a little, but you're doing so, so well," he warned her shortly before he thrust his hips harshly, causing his cock to jab into her. rather it sting for a little than prolonging the pain. he felt how her legs wrapped around his hips, and before realizing what he's doing, brandon dragged out of her only to then push himself back into her tight heat, unable to wait for her to get accustomed to having him inside her. "baby girl... you've got the most perfect pussy," he breathed through his clenched teeth, everything in him fighting to keep from attacking her body the way he wanted to. the man raised his frame so he was no longer crushing her below him, but rather sitting up on his knees, eyes locked on where they connected. a string of blood stuck to the taut skin of his cock and brandon let out a deep groan, "cerys... b-baby..." his moans came out jagged, as one of his hands grabbed her ankle, placing a kiss against the side of it, and the thumb of his other hand went to her clit, "keep relaxing... just like that..." @petalruined

brandon's   sheer   determination   has   her   breath   stilling,   catching   in   her   throat   as   she   had   no   choice   but   to   watch   him   above   her.   cerys   doesn't   dare   chance   a   glance   down   at   where   they   were   connecting,   nerves   filling   her   entire   frame.   but   her   slickness   stays   evident,   her   body   begging   to   be   full   of   him.   she   knows   he's   not   really   asking   for   permission,   that   he   was   going   to   just   take   what   he   wanted,   anyway.   not   that   she   could   complain.   she   finally   released   the   breath   she   was   holding,   fingernails   digging   desperately   into   the   skin   of   his   back   as   her   core   fluttered   around   his   thick   length.         ❛   you're   so   big,   ❜         she   can't   help   but   mewl   out,   legs   finally   raising   to   ensnare   his   waist,   holding   his   frame   captive   despite   the   stinging   in   her   pussy,   pain   radiating   from   the   stretch   of   him.         ❛   keep...   keep   going,   please.   ❜

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at her protestations brandon merely nodded and looked her in the eyes, as the hand that held him up fisted the sheet beneath her, "it'll fit, babygirl. i'll make it fit. just please..." he breathed out a sigh resting his head against her chest, as his other hand continued to guide his cock into her. a growl of restraint escaped him, while he shook his head, "please baby, let me." he asked permission, literally begging, but before he could even receive an answer, brandon was pushing the tip of his thickness into her. there was no doubt that she was a virgin with how her pussy closed around him like a vise. in no way did brandon want to hurt cerys but having held back this long, he was now at the end of his rope, "it's going in baby. i'm so sorry... fuck... i can't stop." his cock moved slowly, pressing into her. brandon was a grown ass man but at this point he felt like a damn teenager, so close to blowing his load with just the tip in. "relax baby... relax," he spoke through gritted teeth before holding his breath in order to hold back from just sinking balls deep right off the bat. raising his head again he looked into her eyes, his breathing suddenly heavy as he bit down on his molars, "you feel so fucking good, kitten." @petalruined

much   to   her   disbelief,   brandon   had   taken   things   slow   with   her,   allowing   her   to   set   the   pace   that   she   was   comfortable   with.   while   they'd   fondled   and   kissed,   this   was   the   furthest   they'd   gone   with   each   other.   her   lack   confidence   from   her   inexperience   being   the   only   barrier   between   them   and   intimacy.   the   slickness   of   her   cunt   made   it   all   the   easier   for   his   cock   to   slide   against   her,   her   chest   heaving   with   heavy,   labored   breaths.   but   its   his   words   that   have   her   head   picking   up,   perfectly   content   with   the   grinding   they'd   been   doing.         ❛   wait,   what   ?   ❜         her   hands   raise   to   press   against   his   biceps,   eyes   wide   as   she   looked   down   at   where   they   connected.         ❛   no,   no,   brandon.   you're   too   big.   it's   not   going   to   fit   !   ❜