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voxmortuus · 4 years ago

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Swooning Over Dixie Dwyer

Dixie Dwyer x F!Reader

The Cotton Club Fan Fic

TW: PURE SMUT... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Forgive my writing. It’s been a while.

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Every Friday night it had become a routine for me to get all gussied up and spend the night at The Cotton Club, it started one Friday night two months ago when this bugle player had joined the band. The ever-famous Dixie Dwyer. That black hair, that charming grin, the music, the way his hands moved, how he carried himself. It was everything when it came to Dixie. He had this suave manner about him that the girls pined over. Of course, Dixie being Dixie would make them swoon with a smile and a chuckle, and a light-hearted compliment. Tonight was different, there was something special about tonight and I felt it in my gut, maybe not special but different, perhaps it was that full moon craze that stuck.

Tonight I decided to go all out, threw on my favorite black sequined flapper dress with a pin-in cap with black florals and feathers, pinned curled my hair, and applied the right amount of makeup. I was bound and determined tonight to catch the attention of Dixie Dwyer. Slipping on my heels I head out with my fur coat wrapped around my body as I head down the sidewalk, the perks of living on the same street as the club. Marching in I looked around making my way up the stairs and smiled taking in the smells and listening to the sounds of the music and people around me. I got some stares my way, a few smiles, a few nods, a few comments, and offered a drink. Taking the drink giving my thanks I went right to my spot, the corner booth, watching the stage, waiting.

Lighting a cigarette I watch, paying very close attention, and waiting patiently. A smirk crosses my lips hearing his voice. I know that voice anywhere, my mind works. 'How am I going to do this?' I ask myself. Well, it was simple. Though what I lacked in realizing was that he had already played, and I missed it! If I hadn't been nervously thinking of how I'm going to subtly get his attention. I got lost in my own thoughts, my own silly daydreams that I missed the show, and now I feel foolish, more so than before. "Wing it." I said to myself. I threw a wave, and he noticed. I flushed. My face hot, my cheeks pink, and he made his way over. "Hello." He smirked. "You look different tonight." He started sliding into the booth and hailed the waitress asking for a round of drinks. I smile looking over his face. "You noticed me?" I asked him. "Of course Kitten, I've noticed for two months." He smirked.

He's noticed me for two months and never came to talk to me until now?! My eyes blink a few times and I chuckle. "Two months Dixie and you've never come to me?" I tilt my head, he gives a boyish grin and a slight chuckle and nodded. "I know. Call it nerves." You shake your head. "You Dixie Dwyer are no man of nerves." You stated. Leaning back he lights himself a cigarette and shakes his head licking his lip a moment he watched the club how the people moved and danced and looked back at me a moment. "Come with me." He stated. Curious I nod and take his hand that he offered me and he pulls me behind some thick lush curtains and pulls me close, and I melt, right there.

"What are you doing Dixie?" I asked him. With no words, he leans in and kisses my lips, like it was second nature to him. Pressing my hands against his chest I feel his hands moving over my back. "Let's go somewhere." Nodding my head I follow him, with no hesitation. Sneaking out the back he hollered to someone to grab the stuff from the booth and to set it in the back that he would get it later, that included my belongings, but right now that didn't matter to me, what mattered was right now.

He holds my hand, feeling the warmth of his hand he takes me to his apartment, tells me to be quiet as he closes a set of double doors with frosted glass and pulls me close again, and kisses me, a deep longing kiss. His tongue dances with mine as he unzips my dress. His hands moving up my arms to slide my straps down, exposing my undergarments. Not questioning I unbutton his shirt and slid it off of him and move him to sit on the couch as he fell onto the couch I climb on top of him, my hands move to play with his hairline. He starts talking, almost like he's known me all his life, letting him talk, and vent about these random trivial things I hang on to what he has to say. How his brother was doing bad things, and how he just wanted to live his life, to be happy, to have a family. I clung to those.

Looking over his face I smile and kiss him softly. "Let me help you." I tell him as I slide off his lap and fall between his knees undoing his pants I pull them from his body, placing them on the floor, looking up at him I smile, placing his cock in my hand I being to stroke him, placing the soft flesh in my mouth, his eyes close and I feel him growing in my mouth, and a mental smile forms as I begin to bob and work with my hands and tongue around the base and along the length. His head falls against the back of the couch and a low groan escapes his lips. I move my head faster feeling myself grow wet with want and need hearing his sounds of satisfaction.

When I felt ready I stood up and slid off my panties and garter slipping off my heels and stockings, and climbed on top of Dixie and slid him in with ease, a moan escapes my lips, and feeling him stretch me with no force. His hands move to my hips as I rest mine on his chest. Leaning forward he rests his head against my chest as he wraps his strong arms around me and moves me the way he wants me to move, gripping around him I do as I'm indirectly asked. Sliding up and down on him I rest my head against his and my hands find their way into his hair my nails gliding over his skin as he stands up to lay me down on the couch, his thrust deeper than before and I let out a deeper moan, gripping into him with my nails, and gripping onto him as he begins to thrust faster and my moans pick up slightly feeling his body against mine, the pressure, the control, feeling each inch of him, I committed it to memory.

Feeling Dixie take pure control I couldn't help but feel like I belonged to him, like this was supposed to happen, like this needed to happen. I wanted to be his and only his, I wanted him to have me. This emotion grew inside me as I wrapped my legs around him and screamed with all my emotion and released, but he didn't stop, he wasn't done. The sensation was so overwhelming my nails started to dig into him, the way our lips crashed together, his hands in my hair, his hands pinning mine above my head, the way he thrust harder and harder into me, I swear my hips were going to bruise by the end of the night. He looked me over and moved me in a way where I felt him hit my wall, and I broke again. He covered my mouth as he looked over my face. "In, or on?" He asked me, Staring at him I pulled him closer with my legs that were wrapped around him and he buried his face in my neck and let out a heavy groan as I felt him fill me and shake and I screamed into his hand as I finished again with him.

His body fell against mine and his hand stayed on my mouth until my breathing slowed. Feeling him pull from me he moved me to lay on my side with him on the couch and I felt his fluids dripping down my leg, my eyes closed as I rest my head against his and kissed him softly. "You should have spoken up sooner," I whispered. "I wanted to see if waiting was the right choice. It was." He whispered back. "Make me happy." He stated. Looking deep into his eyes, I nod. "Okay, Dixie." I whisper kissing him softly. I knew what this meant, I was now Dixie's girl, and you know what? I don't question or regret a damn thing. What was the future going to hold for us?

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