#inside job x reader

[ko-kimchi]

My life every single day, it’s either barely any fics or they’re all x fem readers…like it’s not fair 😭

[bigfatbimbo]

INSIDE JOB KCFFPKAFRDJATS

I need me some more Subby Brett Hand fics like omggg I already read all the ones I could find

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Denying Brett an orgasm for like the millionth time and he tears up????

👀<3

a/n — Brett Hand my baby girl, I’d do anything for you. Anyways, I have reagan fics after this one.

warnings — Dom!reader, fem reader, Brett calls reader mommy

summary — Series of Sub!Brett headcanons, and then a drabble

ᯓ★ This man is so submissive, I will never understand how people write him as a dom, he is a subtop at best.

ᯓ★ Desperate for approval on an ungodly level, so this translates to a killer praise kink.

ᯓ★ He will need all the reassurance in the world that he’s making you feel good and that your actually enjoying him.

ᯓ★ “Good boy, Brett” He will automatically be on the edge, trying not to cum immediately. You really think so? You really think he’s doing good? He’s eating it up.

ᯓ★ Nowhere near unexperienced, the man was on a frat club in college. But that does imply that ‘making him feel loved’ was not on his party-hookups agenda.

ᯓ★ This basically means that being gentle with him would be a huge turn-on. Yes please make him feel comfortable, tell him how pretty he looks, tell him just how much you like him.

ᯓ★ Would call you mommy. He grew up getting no attention any authority’s figures in his life and now your doting on him and taking care of him? It just slips out!

ᯓ★ Ready to try most of anything, like anything you wanna do. Even if he doesn’t actually like the idea, but most times he would because it’s you.

“W-wait please, I really need to cum this time—“ Brett begged, looking up at you with a desperate look, hair sticking to the sweat on his forehead.

“I know, baby. And you’ve been so good for me,” you coo as he answers with a short whine, “But mommy’s not done with you yet, so you’re just gonna have to wait.”

”’m sorry mommy, i-i’m trying but— Oh fuck..”

He stops himself with a low whimper as you drag your finger along the base of his cock, while positioning yourself over him.

You were going to… ride him? He couldn’t handle that in this state, you had to know that! You’d denied him plenty of other times that night, but this seemed almost mean.

He’d have to hold himself back though, as he was terrified of you being upset with him.

You plopped yourself down on his cock, ignoring the tears that instantaneously bubbles in his eyes, “My good boy, you’re taking it all so well.”

He whined, “It’s— god, it’s so much— please, I need to— Aah!” you roll your hips suddenly fast, practically jamming his cock in your pussy, before slowly down. A tear rolled down Brett’s face, and then another.

“Aw, sh sh,” You lean down and wipe the tears path off his cheek, and then plant a kiss.

“Don’t cry, I know you can handle it. I know you can handle more than this.”

[amphibiahawks321]

[Reagan and Myc verbally arguing]

Reagan : Hold that fucking thought!

[Reagan walks away from myc and walks towards Y/N, Reagan plops her head onto his chest making Y/N happily hugs her]

Reagan : ......

Reagan : ......Okay that's enough thanks–

[Reagan immediately walks back towards myc and both starts arguing again]

Glenn : .....Why did she do that?

M!Reader : Recharging

[reareaotaku]

[Toxic!] Brett Hand Headcanons

Obsessive and needy to a fault

He knows it's toxic, but he's rather insecure thanks to not only his family, but also his college days

He loves you a million times more than you love him. He has an unhealthy attachment to you

If you would let him, he would literally attach himself to you

Huge on hugs. Anytime he sees you whether it's been 24 hours or 3 minutes, he rushes to hug you

Like a puppy dog, loves to follow you and is sad when you're gone

Whenever him and Reagan are alone, all he talks about is you, much to her annoyance

He and Reagan are the complete opposite on the dating/relationship scale. Where he loves you more than anything in life, Regan hates people more than anything in the world. She doesn't understand why he's so enamored with you, until she meets Ron

Has a picture of you on his nightstand, so you are the first thing he sees when he wakes up [He'd rather have you in person, but he'd settle] and the last thing when he goes to sleeps

He doesn't care what the both of you do, as long as he's with you

Hell, he'll hang out in your cubicle and do work, just so he can be around you

[dozing-composing]

Hello, could I ask for some headcanons of brett from cognito inc With an s/o who is from the cognito assassins department who is super quiet with a poker face but has a soft spot only for brett

Alright, Some Inside Job Content! Honestly, I Live For The Trope "Deadly Assassin Soft For X Character."

ᴀꜱꜱᴀꜱꜱɪɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ꜱᴘᴏᴛ...

✦ He's going to be intimidated by your mere presence. Part of him is too scared to talk to you, but his happy-go-lucky self will try. He'll stutter and you can feel his nervous aura, but damn it he's going to get along with you. ✦ He won't. Stop. Talking. Nothing wrong with that, but he overshares his personal life bit by bit. Something you quickly taught him was to not reveal that kind of information unless you want to get killed. ✦ It does take some time for you to finally warm up to him. He's nice, pure, even. You both have a lot more in common than you think. ⤷ "I've only known Brett for like a week. But if anything happened to him, I would kill everyone in this room and then myself." ✦ It's over when you realize you've gotten soft. Soft for him. You're a trained killer, you shouldn't have friends. But damn it, his smile brightens any room he walks into. ✦ You find that you'll do anything for him, only him. He's lowkey terrified of this thought, because knowing you, you'd either make it look like an accident or you'd leave no trace leading to yourself. ✦ You don't ever show any emotion around him when there's people nearby. You've got your arms crosses and you're leaning against a wall all dark and brooding. You don't want anyone finding out about your "thing" for Brett. ✦ The Gang, however, do know about it. Myc read Brett's mind and exposed his feelings about you. You got ahold of him and he woke up within the next hour with his appendages tied together and his stalk all twisted...

[msg4andre]

pls gimme some teasing brett through his pants…

GRR yesyeyseys

“C-come on you know I need more than that…”

You’re 100% sure you could get fired for this, but Brett just had to be needy at work. “I thought you wanted me to take care of you…” Your voice was low, dangerous. It only made Brett more desperate. “I do! I-I just need more than this, please? I’ll be really really good I promise!” The brunette’s back pressed further against the closet wall as you cupped the bulge in his pants.

Your fingers strategically found Brett’s leaky tip and brushed it with your index finger, gliding over the weeping slit which made Brett ‘s hips buck into your hand. Arousal seeped into your panties, Brett’s teary eyes were so pathetically hot your pussy couldn’t help but pang and throb at the thought of his big shaft filling you up. You gripped his member and Brett yelped.

“Keep it down, you don’t wanna get caught, do you?” You said, giggling at the way Brett’s eyes bulged as he feverishly shook his head ‘no.’ You got down on your knees and licked a stipe on his clothed dick. “G-God, y-your— your mouth…” He whined. Even through the fabric of his pants he could feel your tongue skillfully prodding at his shaft, swirling around it leaving a wet patch of you spit and his precum on his crotch area. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck…”

The feeling of incoming euphoria took the reins. Brett thrusted his hips into your mouth and threw his head back, he was actually going to cum in his pants. Your hands came up to his hips and shoved them against the wall. You weren’t in the mood for his ‘horny puppy’ pace. “Please let me take my pants off, let me fuck your mouth, please!” Brett was willing to start crying for you if it meant you’d him go loose. Your mouth, your pussy, he just wanted to shove his cock deep in you and let you ride him until he couldn’t cum anymore.

Everything felt hot. You watched with intent as Brett looked up, knees shacking uncontrollably. Just as he was about to burst…

You let go.

Sadistic pleasure bubbled and raged in your stomach as you watched Brett’s heart break all over again. “Wha- no. No. Nononono please! You— You can’t leave me! I need it, I need you, please! mommy-!” He babbled but you shushed him quickly. “I’ve got a meeting to get back to, baby. If you’re that desperate you can wait for me here.”

[isuckatwritingsobenice]

i will never forgive netflix for canceling inside job

[ben-pincus]

might I request headcanons for brett hand where after the still valley episode, the reader kinda sorta swipes his blue letterman jacket just cuz (I want one so badly I don’t think you understand) and his reaction to seeing them wear it?

please, and thank you

i died but im back now!! and yes. id love to steal that silly blue letterman RAH

-he was looking for his blue letterman like ALL over the place

-poor lad thought he lost it :(

-so he asked the gang, and when they immediately said they hadnt seen it, he KNEW something was up....

-his brett senses were tingling...

-so when he went to you, and saw YOU in HIS blue letterman he almost died

-like, he froze up for a moment, just watching you get coffee at like 2AM

-"brett.. are you okay?"

"YES I'M OKAY I AM PERFECTLY FINE-"

-then you realise that he's probably like... hopping off the WALLS from you wearing his jacket

-he's like,,, RED in the face by now

-looking like a tomato

-and you then tease him about it, which makes him even MORE red

-so in short, he'll go from white boy to tomato boy in 0.2 nanoseconds if you wear his letterman

-he might let you keep it

-he just might because you look amazing in it <3

[paperdice]

Hello hello! Welcome to my blog, I was a reader for a long time and after so many x reader fics I often found myself reading inaccurate character writings. after resisting the urge to take things into my own hands, I caved in.

<*͜𒅋彡𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒!

I will not write..

nsfw on minors, characters has to be 18+ for nsfw

aging minors just for nsfw

knife play or anything that involves pain for sexual pleasure

yanderes

canon x canon

I will write!..

fluff

nsfw

angst

mostly anything

<*͜𒅋彡𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒!

x reader (sfw/nsfw) :CLOSED

Feel free to be specific if you have a longer request in mind, the more specific the better!

hcs that includes reader (sfw/nsfw) :CLOSED

The same said from x reader applies here!

character match ups (sfw) :CLOSED

Tell me about yourself and I will assign your match, if you want it from a specific fandom please tell me! If you want it to be a romantic match, set that too!

<*͜𒅋彡𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒!

ANIME

mha/bnha black butler fire force saiki k love is war windbreaker

VIDEO GAMES

sally face tf2 cookie run sonic the hedgehog cuphead bendy and the ink machine scp foundation fnaf

OTHER

undertale aus spooky month creepypasta madness combat inside job lackadaisy

I vow that I will try my best to make the accurate character writing I said I would.

[urfavoritegirls]

cuddling headcanons w brett and andre ? :3 love ur theme btw

✮ CUDDLING HEADCANONS (ANDRE + BRETT) ✮

thank you anon also first request!

cw: drug stuff (andre lol), sfw

ANDRE LEE

✮ he would love cuddling up against you after work or during work

✮ just anywhere tbh

✮ your his favorite pillow

✮ prefers being big spoon but wouldnt say no to you holding him

✮ i feel like hes one of those people that would aggressively sniff the moment you cuddle against him

✮ (you just smell really nice to him)

✮ for the long hair readers he will try to braid your hair

✮ "andre your just twisting it like a candy cane"

✮ also could stay like that for hours

✮ hungry? he has candy in his pocket. thirsty? wow he pulls out a flask full of water from his jacket. he just spawns them out of nowhere

✮ yall are that one couple that cant keep their hands off each other

✮ just one thing is that you will never cuddle in his office

✮ even he knows its a little too dirty

✮ personally likes cuddling on the couch after eating a edible watching a shitty movie

✮ laying all over your body

✮ who needs blankets when we have andre

BRETT HAND

✮ please hold him

✮ little spoon preferably but if you want him to hold you he will gladly say yes

✮ always facing you so he could look at your face

✮ cuddling in his pyjamas are his favorite

✮ one of those people that wear sweatpants to bed

✮ always hums a little song when you guys cuddle

✮ loves talking to you about literally anything that comes to his mind

✮ "did you know cotton lasts for 100 years so lil' brett could possibly outlive us"

✮ also enjoys talking about his day to you, even if you where there

✮ goes on side tangents a lot

✮ he likes keeping water by the bed so he doesn't have to get up from your embrace

✮ he prefers cuddling in his or your bed under the covers all warm

✮ play with his hair he loves the feeling

✮ just loves being in your arms

sorry these are short im tired

[sleeplessdreamer14]

Reagan: Okay, that’s it, we gotta call Y/N. Brett, give me their number.

Brett: I don’t have it.

Reagan: Oh, I thought you had it. Okay, well do you know where they live?

Brett: All I know about Y/N is that they come and go as they please, they answer to no one, and they are truly free.

Reagan: Okay calm down. They’re a free spirit, we get it.

[bigfatbimbo]

Ok, but we neeeed to see Brett Hand first time (also first time in his life) letting it slip and calling his gf "mommy".

He only felt safe and completely happy with her. In college he never felt pleasure because he had to be the dom in order to satisfy the girls and he was a people pleaser, you know. He just didn't dare to call her that to not make it weird and it just slips when he is melting, completely being a puddle in her hands. It surprises both of them.

There would be a moment where he froze after saying it and she would be like: "wh- what did you call me ? 😮😳" ( In a shocked gentle manner, not a mean one because she understands that he struggled growing up with his parents affection and she doesn't want to hurt him emotionally).

Oof I crave to see this so bad!!!

Brett Hand/Reader 18+

Awe, poor baby would be so embarrassed at first.

Imagine making him feel so good, giving him all your attention. You’ve already made him cum multiple times, blow jobs, hand jobs, etc. And he gets too comfortable, so he just slips out a “Mommy, please—“

He’d never been taken care of like this! When it came to sex he always just did what his partner wanted, but now you’re making him feel so good, and he barely has to lift a finger? He let his guard down!

Once he realized what he said, his hand would come up to his mouth and he’d wait for your reaction.

“what did you call me?” You ask, eyes wide.

“Uh— nothing. Unless your into it then I guess I did say something, but if you didn’t hear anything at all then I didn’t really say anything,” he squirms in place, “Haha, please still like me..—“

“No, Brett—“ You run your hand comfortingly up and down his arm, “I’m into it. Actually, say it again.”

“Uh..” He blushed red. If you like it, then what’s the harm? He doesn’t have to feel weird about it. “Y-yes, mommy.”

You smile, before placing your hand on his shaft once again, “Oh, good boy.”

[amphibiahawks321]

Reagan : Why would you guys think me and Y/N are together?

Myc : You're literally sitting on his lap!

Reagan : it's really comfy so what!

[M!Reader hugs her from behind]

[hxney-lemcn]

i wanted to ask if you could do brett hand x gn! reader but angst? like stuff with his family and its getting worse. hope its not a bad idea

have a good night/ day hun!!

summery: reader tries to cheer Brett up. They find out just what is making Brett feel down and fluff ensues.

tw: toxic family relationships, hurt/comfort

a/n: ...teehee, so I'm pretty sure this was requested like...a year ago...uh...sorry for the late upload?? LMAO! If you're still interested here you go 💀

wc: 1.2k

Master List

I couldn’t focus on the shitty 80’s movie playing when I had Brett curled into my side. I noticed he seemed to be down at work, and offered to host a sleepover. Yes it may be childish, but after learning about Brett’s shitty family and how he never really had a childhood, I thought it would be nice. 

Brett didn’t hesitate to agree. Although his demeanor was enthused, his brown eyes still showed unhappiness. Which led to our current situation. Watching classic 80’s movies and cuddling on the couch. I kept sneaking glances down towards the brunette, his eyes glued to the tv. His head rested on my chest, and my arms wrapped around his back.

At one point, his eyes started watering, which led me to pausing the movie. Clearly something was eating at him and I wasn’t gonna just watch him suffer. 

“Why’d you pause-”

“What’s wrong Brett,” I said, interrupting him. I wasn’t gonna let him bat around the bush.

“N-nothing, why do you ask?” He deflected, eyes darting all over the place. He was a terrible liar.

Bringing a hand up, I ran my fingers through his hair, which made him relax almost immediately. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” I soothed. “But I don’t want you to hold it in either. You can talk to me.” He fell limp, admitting defeat as I gently scratched at his scalp.

“It’s…” He stuttered slightly. “I-its my family.” I tensed when they came up. I’ve only met them once, and it was not a pleasant meeting. I mean, Brett literally took a bullet for his brother and he’s once again on their shit list. Which I could never understand. Brett was the sweetest man I had ever met! He listened, he cared, and he’d do anything to make his friends happy…well more like anyone happy (clearly coming from his family trauma), but still! He was an absolute sweetheart. 

All in all, I did not like his family. In fact, you could even say I hate them. I couldn’t tell Brett that though, as he still loved them dearly. Something they did not deserve. 

“What did they do this time?” I asked, trying to keep myself from letting my distaste show in my tone. 

Brett nuzzled further into the crook of my neck, “Just the usual, called me a disappointment and I never deserved to have even been considered for the 1st ranked sibling. How they don’t understand why I even bother to show my face around them anymore.”

I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I know family is important, but if my parents did that, I’d be out the door and never come back. I have no clue how Brett could be strong enough to endure his parents' neglect and emotional abuse. I know his family is important to him, but there's a certain point that people should just cut ties.

“Oh Brett,” I muttered, nuzzling the top of his head. “My sweetheart. My sweet little boy.” Brett’s hold on me grew a little tighter at the nicknames, and I felt tears hit my neck, but I paid it no mind. “You deserve so much better. They should be the ones begging for your love and attention, not the other way round. You are so accomplished, loved, and overall amazing. You’re a boss at the shadow government, you’ve got a team who loves you! …in their weird little ways of course. Not to mention that you are just a caring and loving person.”

Brett sniffled, “Then why are they so mean?”

My heart churned, feeling my own eyes water at just how beaten he sounded. 

“I’m not exactly sure of their history, but I assume it’s because that’s how their parents treated them,” I replied, trying to think how people could be so cold to their own children. “That and a mix of them not having the capacity to actually care for you and your siblings. When they look at you, they see a commodity, not a person.”

I winced as Brett let out a sob mixed with a whimper. Did I make it worse?

“But you’re not a commodity,” I muttered, pressing a kiss to his temple. “You’re an amazing, beautiful person who deserves the love you get and even more. I know you care for your family, but I think the best thing you can do is let them go. I mean you have a work family who do care for you, who want to see you succeed. I hope I’m not overstepping, but I feel like your family is holding you back. I know you can grow so much more if you learn that their affection and approval isn’t worth the pain and hurt. Because there are other people willing to give you that affection and approval.”

Brett let a sob escape him, his arms squeezing the life out of me, but I wasn’t gonna stop him. He was babbling things I couldn’t make out, but I think it was things of gratitude and love. I didn’t need to hear what he was saying to know that he was grateful. I was just glad I seemed to have gotten through to him.

“Th-they found someone to m-marry me off to,” He stuttered. “A-and I didn’t want to disappoint them, b-but I don’t want to marry them! I want to marry you! A-and I told them that, and that's when they started t-to insult m-me.”

My eyes widened at his bold proclamation, my hand halting its ministrations in his hair. They wanted to marry him off? I guess that wasn’t out of their reach. But he actually said no? Because he wanted to marry me?! I felt myself fluster at the thought. I couldn’t help but picture us standing at the altar, or podium, in front of the sea? Maybe in the woods? I wasn’t sure where, but a beautiful place, with us exchanging our vows of love, and then becoming wedded. 

I snapped out of it when Brett’s teary eyes met mine. They were big and watery, almost like a sad puppy. He seemed to be freaking out, eyes frantically searching mine.

I cupped his jaw, brushing my thumb over his cheek, “I would be honored to marry you.”

His eyes widened, cheeks warming under my touch, a bashful smile gracing his face. A tear fell down his cheek, and I wiped it away.

“I would be honored to marry you,” Brett emphasized. 

I chuckled, feeling elated, “I guess we’d be honored to marry each other.”

Brett giggled back, the brightest smile I’d ever seen on his face, “Yeah.”

Pulling his face down, I littered his face with kisses, causing his giggles to continuously fall out of his mouth. I nuzzled our noses before leaving one last kiss to his lips. He hummed in content as I wrapped my arms around his neck, the kiss being a slow, passionate, loving one. 

“Do you wanna continue the movie?” I asked after we pulled apart.

Brett’s eyes were glued to my lips, “Could…we do that again…please.”

I blinked, an explosive laugh falling from my lips, “Brett this isn’t our first kiss.”

[faithsxoxo]

hi ! i hope you’re having a good day :) could you write a reagan ridley x fem/gn reader one shot, totally up to you ! i don’t really have anything in mind so feel free to play around with it however you like, would love if it had a bunch of fluff though ! thank you sm, stay hydrated and take care of yourself <33

pairings :: reagan ridley x fem!reader (established relationship) warnings :: none note :: my girl needs WAY more wlw appreciation (i love her)

The mechanical door to Reagan's office slams open, making you flinch. The brunette storms in, clutching a pile of crumpled papers.

"Hey, Reag, you alright?" You stand from your designated spot near her desk.

"I'm fine. No big deal, just my dad screwing me over as always," She grumbles. "He's decided that my work from the past month isn't up to 'Ridley standard' so I have to redo it all."

You can see Reagan visibly crumple as she flips through the pages she spent so long on. You didn't have a clue what any of it was about, but you knew it was complicated.

"I'm sorry," You whisper as you wrap your arms around her torso.

"It's not your fault," She mumbles, leaning into your touch.

"I know. Maybe I could help?" You rest your head in the crook of her neck. "We can go home.. have a spa day.. watch a movie.. stop worrying about this bullshit."

Reagan grins softly and shakes her head. "Tempting, but I have a deadline."

With that you can see the shift in her demeanor. She frowns and pulls away from your hold, reaching for the papers once again.

"No," You grab her arm and gently pull her away. "Not happening. We're going home if you like it or not."

"But-"

"No. I suddenly came on with an illness because I spent too long in the genetics department, and you came to take care of me. No buts," You link her arm with yours and lead her to the door.

"Twenty four hours, no work. Got it?" You give Reagan a stern look.

She shakes her head with a chuckle.

"Yeah, yeah. Got it."

Barely twenty minutes later, Reagan is sitting cross legged in front of you.

"Ugh, it's cold," She winces as you apply the face mask.

"Its hydrating. Alright, pick out a movie. I'm gonna go check on the popcorn," You finish with a peck on the lips, before skipping off to the kitchen of your small apartment. She had only moved in with you a few months prior, for your one year anniversary. Reagan had been desperate to escape from living with her dad any longer.

You take a moment to admire her while shes distracted. Reagan in her full beauty, splayed out on your cream couch. Her face is painted green, yet in your eyes she's still the pinacle of perfection. You take note of how relaxed she looks compared to the tense bundle of nerves she had been previously.

"Are you going to get the popcorn or are you going to keep ogling me?" Reagan calls across the room.

"I dont know, ogling seems pretty tempting," You grin back.

She rolls her eyes with a small huff, but you can see the corners of her lips turning up slightly. You swiftly grab the popcorn and return to your place on the couch.

"Hey," She grins softly at you as you curl into her side.

"Hey. What movie did you pick out?"

"Space Jam."

"Ugh, seriously?" You shake your head and giggle.

"What?" Reagan protests. "It's a good movie!"

"Suuuure. You gonna bring out your old prom dress with it?" You tease.

She smacks you on the arm playfully.

"It would be an honor to see me in that dress, I don't think you deserve it."

"Oh, right, after I've spent all this time giving you a spa day this is how you treat me," You cross your arms and begin to pull away.

"Maybe I'll just go eat popcorn by myself."

Reagan pulls you back towards her, wrapping her arms around your midsection.

"Too late, you're stuck with me," She announces, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

You sigh, leaning back into her.

"I guess I can live with that."

Reagan turns on the movie as you snuggle into her. With the dim light of the TV, both of you eventually drift off in eachothers arms, finally in complete peace.

[msg4andre]

brett hand being a people pleaser?

nah brett hand being a pussy pleaser!

BRETT IS SUCH A PUSSY PLEASER!!

A good punishment for Brett is not letting him eat you out. Whenever he’s being too needy or if he’s gotten himself into trouble again you refuse to let him taste you. By day two he’s on he’s knees at the foot of your bed, crying and begging for you to let him make you come. Once he gets his pussy privileges back you bet he’s gonna eat GOOD. Sit on his face and ride his tongue. Count on Brett to lap at your folds like a man starved, you swear he can’t even breathe, but that really doesn’t matter to him. All he cares about is making it up to you for being so bad :(

Brett’s nose bumps your clit, vibrations from his moans make your juices flow out of you like a faucet. Buzzing in delight you squeeze your plush thighs around his head to which he hums adoringly. “Good…good boy Brett.” You groan, tugging at his hair. His cock twitched at your words; desperately trying to please you further, he lapped at your fluttering hole faster, making sure to pay close attention to your sensitive pearl. “Brett!” You squealed.

“Am I doing good?” He asked to which you nodded vigorously. “Yesyesyes so good, baby! Don’t stop!” Brett’s whole body flushed. He continued to suck and lick, the tight knot in your belly getting tighter and tighter and with a final scream of his name you came undone on his tongue. Being ever so sweet, he was more than happy to clean you up.