#i DID NOT make this but it IS living rent free in my brain

[heresthestorymorningglory]

Saturday Night Stunts

Summary: Shhh

A/N: You guys know the drill; NSFW 18+ because here, we like it spicy ;)

It’s another drabble that was living rent free in my brain so I figured I'd share. Might make a little mini series out of these...I've got a few regulars living rent free up there too; the Luke Glanton x reader one I did awhile back can be found here

As always, my darling soul sister, @ken-dom, thank you for the beta read and endless support and reassurance! Although…I still think you’re biased. 🩷

Enjoy my loves!

You stood at the counter, Colt's arm heavy around your shoulder. 

Taking your drink off the counter you let him turn and steer you towards the theatre. 

The young girl scanning tickets looked fresh out of high school; her eyes deliberately dragging over Colt’s broad chest as he held the ticket stubs out to her between his fingers. 

“Enjoy your movie” she smiled at Colt, paying you absolutely no attention. 

You snatched the stubs back and glared at her. “Thank you”

She sneered at you as you walked around her, Colt snickered, his arm still draped around you. 

“Shut up” you snapped, sensing his smirk. 

“You're sexy when you're jealous” he whispered, leaning next to your ear as you reached the bottom of the stairs. 

You scoffed rolling your eyes. You started to climb the stairs and he made no secret of his hand coming down hard on your ass before he squeezed hard. 

“Colt, Jesus!” You gasped; your cheeks flushing a deep crimson as you made eye contact with a guy sitting a couple rows up. 

His hand slipped around your waist briefly before you led him down your row of seats. 

He sat next to you, his arm slipping around the back of your chair, bag of popcorn resting in his lap. 

You shifted in your seat and again Colt laughed next to you. 

“What's the matter babe?”

You shook your head “Nothing” 

“Usually you like being spanked” he muttered

“Not in public” you grit your teeth as the room went dark. 

He just chuckled darkly before drinking from his cup. “Ass cheek tingling still?”

You glared into the darkness as the screen flickered to life, your closed fist making contact with his junk. He let out a grunt lurching forward. 

“Jackass”

He let out a slow breath straightening in his seat “So yeah…” he cleared his throat. 

***

You both sat watching the screen, every so often between handfuls of popcorn Colt would lean next to your ear and whisper something about the stunt that had just happened or how he had done one similar or how you could have done the stunt better. 

After twenty minutes of Colt's breath hot against your ear, you turned in your seat and grabbed a fistful of his dirty blond hair, crushing your mouth against his; you had lost interest in the movie about fifteen minutes ago and even if you hadn’t with Colt’s constant whispering in your ear you wouldn’t have been able to focus anyway…. 

Colt immediately let out a low moan against your mouth, his hand finding the back of your head, pulling you closer. 

God, he was so needy and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t love every second. 

His kisses always made your head swim, and this was no different; everything else melted away and your senses were overwhelmed with Colt. 

His hand was heavy against the back of your neck as his free hand moved the popcorn out of the way of being toppled over. 

Your hand immediately disappeared down the front of his faded jeans, the hand he didn’t have clamped firmly on the back of your neck, slipping up under the thin fabric of your t-shirt before you came screeching back to reality. 

You pried your lips from his, panting heavily against his neck before shaking your head “W-we can’t…” you whispered letting out a pathetic cry as his mouth latched on to your neck, licking and sucking hard.

Twisting in your seat only giving Colt an unintentional advantage as you squeezed your eyes shut, trying to keep your composure as your fingers slid up through his hair at the back of his head; fingernails scraping against his scalp, making him moan none too quietly against your neck, making you weak. 

Your head lulled back against the seat you were sat in as Colt leaned over you with absolutely no regard that you were in the middle of a movie theatre, his mouth devouring yours; the straining hard on in his jeans even more prominent than before, even in the darkness. 

Colt’s back was now turned completely towards the screen; he couldn’t have played it off like he’d been watching the whole time even if he had wanted to. You felt the button come open on your jeans before his hand pushed inside. He stopped abruptly when he realized you only had jeans on. His eyes flickered to yours briefly and all you could do was mirror the smirk on his face. 

Your legs fell open wider as your hips jerked against his hand, his finger slipping with ease between your slick folds; both of you moaning in unison. He practically straddled your seat, one hand braced on the arm rest to keep himself from crushing you as he nearly knelt on the floor, his fingers never stopped moving; coated in your arousal before he slid his middle finger inside you with ease. 

Biting down hard on your lip to keep yourself from moaning louder, his hand moved at a steady rhythm as he bent to lean next to your ear. 

“Do it” his breathing was heavy and ragged; desperate. The finger he had buried inside you moving faster, as you struggled to keep yourself in check….although that had probably flown out the window by now….

You shook your head “Colt…N-nno” 

He knew you would, he knew you were close; his cock throbbed painfully against the confines of his jeans, but this wasn’t about him; this was about you. 

“Please?” he whimpered next to your ear and your stomach clenched with need; at the same second, Colt’s finger curled inside you, hitting the most delicious spot. He was quick to slap his hand over your mouth to muffle your cries, catching his weight on his knee against your seat between your legs. 

You moaned shamelessly against his palm as he fucked you with his finger; his breath still hot against your neck “That’s it” he cooed as he kissed along your jaw before you collapsed into your chair and his hand dropped from your mouth. 

You shuddered, catching your breath, turning your head to look at him. He had settled himself back in his seat like nothing had happened. 

Had your jeans not still been open and that delicious tingle between your legs, you would have second guessed it yourself. 

You slid your hand under the arm rest, your fingers gliding over his thigh reaching to pull his jeans open; your fingers teased over his happy trail before disappearing behind his zipper. 

His cock twitched against your fingers as you wrapped them around his throbbing shaft. He moaned softly as you leaned next to his ear

“My turn…” you teased, stroking him faster. 

He was already slick in your palm, leaking steadily from the tip. 

Colt leaned his head back, turning to look at you. You learned forward kissing him, your hand moving steadily as he moaned against your lips. Colt's hips bucked into your hand, his work boots squeaked against the floor as his foot slipped. 

You pulled back with a chuckle against his ear. “Shhh, you'll give us away”

That earned you a scoff, followed by a low growl deep in the back of his throat. 

“Come for me” you whispered against the shell of his ear. 

You mirrored his actions, slipping your hand over his mouth, his beard scratching against your palm before his eyes slipped closed and he moaned long and loud against your hand. 

Stroking him faster you nipped at his earlobe “Let go” you whispered and immediately your hand was coated in his warm thick release as he breathed hard through his nose. 

“Good boy” you smiled, dropping the hand you had over his mouth against his chest. His heart was beating hard against your fingertips. 

He didn't answer, just winked at you, leaning to gently kiss your cheek holding a handful of napkins between his fingers with a smirk. 

You glared, taking them from him and wiping his release from your hand and dropping them at your feet as he tucked himself back in his jeans before his arm slid around your back pulling you against him. 

You leaned against his shoulder, reaching to thread your fingers with his. 

He leaned next to your ear making you shiver. “Just wait until we get home”

You whimpered with a shudder as he nuzzled against your neck nipping playfully at your skin. 

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