#brian oconner x you

[bvbyacid-666]

𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕟 '𝔹𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣' 𝕆'ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕣

Smut= ☆ Angst=❀ Fluff=♡

Nothing Here Yet...

Created: 23/06/24

Last Updated: n/a

[sukunasbow]

win the race, brian o’conner.

summary: in which you celebrate your boyfriend’s win in a street race !

warnings: sub!reader, clit play, nipple play!

notes: friendly reminder that my requests are open, especially for f&f!

You stand in front of the crowd, intensely focused on the race, watching your boyfriend’s car speed up and pass the finish line, coming to a quick stop. The crowd starts cheering as Brian gets out of his car, a wide smile on his face, rightfully proud of his win. You run up to him, practically jumping into his arms, hugging him tightly. “I did it, baby!” He laughs, causing you to smile. “I’m so proud of you!” You mumble, then pulling away from the hug. “We need to celebrate.” You add on. He raises his eyebrows.

Now, the two of you are alone, sitting on the hood of his car at the beach. You look up at the sky, admiring the stars. However, Brian is busy looking at you, admiring your beauty. “What?” You get shy, turning to face him when you feel his eyes on you. “No, nothing. You’re just…” He pauses, “So beautiful.” Your boyfriend continues. You feel your heart melt, his beautiful blue eyes are a better sight than the stars you were previously enchanted by. “I love you too, Brian.” You whisper. He grins, leaning towards you and pulling you into a kiss, connecting his lips to your lips. You can feel him smiling in the kiss, both of you feeling euphoric with each other. “Mmm, Brian, not here.” You mumble into the kiss, your boyfriend pulling back, “How about in there?” He nods to the inside of the car. You playfully roll your eyes, then getting off the hood with him. You get in the passenger seat and he gets in the drivers seat, “C’mere.” He mumbles. You carefully climb onto his lap and he grunts, placing his hands firmly on your waist. Leaning closer to you, he starts kissing your neck. You stop him for a moment, taking your tank top off. Before you can attempt to unclasp your bra on your own, Brian effortlessly takes it off. His lips trail down your neck and to your chest, sure to leave hickeys all over your tits. You let out low moans, your breathing getting heavier as he unbuttons your pants, then sliding his hands down to your pussy. You melt at the touch, letting out a small whimper. “Is that good?” He hums, rubbing your clit and making your back arch. You grip his shoulders, your jaw slacked as you moan his name, moving your hips slightly. “Fuck.” You gasp, a knot of pleasure forming in your stomach. As Brian continues, he slides his other hand up your stomach, reaching your chest and massaging your nipples The knot in your stomach starts to release as he moves his fingers slightly faster, your legs tightening as you get closer to finishing. “Keep going.” You manage to say in between your moans, your hands grasping at his shoulders as your body starts to shake, “Cum, baby.”Brian whispers. His words send you over the edge and you finish right away, leaving his fingers covered in your juices. You’re left panting, resting your head on his shoulder, “You did so good.” He kisses your cheek.

[dombrianoteretto]

My oldest sister: Stop calling The Fast and The Furious that!

Me and my other sister: No! It's-

[oddlydescriptive]

Panting over the thought of wrestling with Brian for the last 10 mm in the shop- I just know he loses them all.

[favorite-films]

“I live my life a quarter mile at a time. Nothing else matters: not the mortgage, not the store, not my team and all their bullshit. For those ten seconds or less, I'm free.”

The Fast and the Furious (2001) dir. Rob Cohen

[dombrianoteretto]

And he is….