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sleeplessdove · 2 days ago

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— bubble pop electric !

♡ perv!dealer! e. williams x fem! reader

synopsis: you’re at the drive in with your new dealer, what could go wrong?

a/n: just a writing warm up im sorry

warnings: not proofread we die like laura palmer, dealer ellie, weed usage, heavy intoxication kink, perv behavior, stalking somewhat, public sex, degrading, praising, pet names, toxic ellie my beloved, dubious consent, fingering (r! receiving), loser ass ellie, sorta scent kink i guess, manipulation, sex while intoxicated, mentions of further sex lol maybe a pt 2 is coming, probably lots more so proceed with caution !!!

wc: 5k

The sound of your ringtone echoed through your bedroom, making you perk up from where you were seated on your bed.

She’s right on time, 7:30 on the dot !

You hadn’t been expecting her to show up when she had said she would, as your friends that bought their weed supply from Ellie often complained that she showed up whenever she wanted. Then again, she also swore she didn’t do drop offs for anyone and yet she had immediately offered to stop by your place to deliver everything you had asked for.

She had joked with you over text that it was only because you were a first time customer, she had to make a good impression after all.

Either way, you weren’t one to question good things so you quickly scrambled out of your bed before texting her that you would be out in a second.

You tucked your cash into your waistband with shaking fingers, your nerves tingling as you made your way towards the front door with long strides.

Fuck, why were you so nervous? It’s not like you were doing anything inherently wrong— you just wanted to relax and stop bumming off your other friends' joints by ensuring you had your own stuff to smoke.

Maybe it was Ellie’s reputation, as you had barely interacted with her besides the small nod she’d give you when she spotted you at parties of mutual friends. She kept to herself for the most part, but that didn’t stop you from hearing about how she was fucking half the girls at the college you both attended.

And from what you heard, she was good at what she did with those other women. It wasn’t at all hard to believe, as she had a certain way about her that drew you in and you were sure many others felt the same. When she texted you back, even just asking you to specify what exactly you wanted to buy from her, you found yourself smiling at your phone.

It was the little nicknames, the way she seemed genuinely interested in giving you the best experience possible as a first time buyer. But you had to reason with yourself, reminding yourself that she was just trying to make a sale so of course she was going to be a little sweet on you.

Even with a rational mind, you couldn’t help but take in a shaky breath as you stepped out into the cool air of the night, spotting Ellie’s car not too far away. You gave a small nervous wave as you walked towards your car before you silently cursed yourself for the embarrassing gesture.

Despite it, you opened the passenger door of her car and got in, just as she had told you to do over text. Immediately, you picked up on the scent of weed— good weed clinging to the air along with the warm scent of whatever expensive cologne she was wearing. The smell seemed to calm your nerves enough that you were able to give a soft smile.

“Hey, thanks for coming by. I fucked up my tires last week and you know how expensive that is so I��ve just been—“ you begin to ramble due to how anxious you feel, but when your eyes flicker towards her amused expression you quickly cut yourself off.

“Sorry” you say with a small laugh, placing your hands on your lap and smoothing out the material of your skirt to soothe yourself. Ellie is quick to shake her head, offering you a smile that makes the corner of her eyes crinkle ever so slightly .

“What’re you apologizing for, sweet girl?” she questions, all too relaxed. The pet name alone had you feeling dizzy with unexpected emotions. You only give a slight shrug of your shoulders, attempting to appear just as relaxed as Ellie does. “Uhm– I just, I mean you don’t care about that stuff” you mutter with a sheepish smile, fumbling with your skirt for a moment before you pull out the cash you had been saving for this very occasion.

You hold it out to her as if it were some sort of peace offering, but Ellie lightly shakes her head and pushes your hand away gently, rejecting the money you had saved up for weeks. “You think I don’t care?” she questions, blatantly ignoring the fact that she was supposed to be your dealer and nothing more. The odd question makes you falter for a moment, unsure of how you’re meant to respond.

“I didn’t mean it in a bad way, I just don’t think you wanna hear me rambling on” you mutter, your voice far softer than intended. Although it seems as if you picked the correct answer, as Ellie’s grin only seems to widen. “It’s important for me to care about my customers, isn’t it?” she jokes, pleased with herself as she watches you relax in the slightest bit from her playful tone. “I guess so” you say with a breathy laugh, feeling the tension in your body slowly melting away.

“Is this not enough or…?” you begin, looking down at the money that was still held loosely in your hand, as if you were expecting her to tell you that her prices had suddenly gone up. “First time customer means you get it for free” she says smoothly, reaching into the backseat to grab the baggy she had made just for you. An assortment of homemade edibles and prerolls filled the baby pink baggie she had placed them in, although you had only requested prerolls.

Your eyes were wide as you looked between her and the goods she had prepared just for you, as if you were a deer with headlights staring back at you. From what you had heard, Ellie didn’t fuck around when it came to her money. She wanted on time payments or even payments in advance, she was a business woman after all. It was hard for you to fathom such a concept, as you were unused to such kindness, especially from someone with her reputation.

But despite your lack of knowledge of her, Ellie knew all about you. She had spent months slowly befriending your friends just so you would feel comfortable enough to buy from her. Not that she liked selling to any of your friends, but she would do anything to get closer to you. There was no rhyme or reason for her infatuation, and she chose not to question the way she felt about you.

“I couldn’t– I mean, I can’t” you begin, shaking your head but Ellie is quick to cut you off. “I just want you to test it out, don’t worry about it” she says in a voice that leaves no room for argument. You wanted to object, but you knew there was no point at all. So you simply tuck the cash back in your waistband, offering her a bright smile.

“You’re not like people say you are” you say without even thinking, inwardly cringing at your choice of words the second you register what you had said to her. She doesn’t seem offended, although she raised a curious brow. “What do people say I’m like?” she questions, not at all seeming offended.

Ellie knew she had a rather harsh personality with others, but she hadn’t expected that information to reach you. It was as if her plot was falling apart right before her eyes, and yet she had to keep up her laid back facade. “Mm, I don’t know. You’re just– different than what they say” you respond, not really wanting to explain to her that everyone called her a bitch and those who didn’t only spoke highly of her because they had slept with her.

She doesn’t press the issue, nodding a bit and thanking god that you weren’t threatened by her presence like you used to be. Before you even get the chance to pluck the baggie from her hands, she speaks up once more.

“You got someone to smoke this with? S’ pretty strong… and if you need someone to make sure you don’t go overboard or anything–” she begins, and you could swear for a moment her voice cracks from nerves. She is so concerned with your wellbeing and for whatever reason it made you blush, your face growing warmer with each passing second. “My place is kind of a mess right now” you tell her in a somewhat disappointed voice, as some part of you ached to be alone with her for a while longer, even if it was just because she didn’t want you to end up greening out.

“Well we could go to that shitty drive-in downtown, just so you don’t have to be alone” she offers, her fingers lightly tapping against her thigh in a rhythmic manner. “But no pressure, I don’t know what you’ve heard about me but I don’t mean it like that” she lies through her teeth, knowing damn well she had spent the last few weeks fucking herself with her eyes squeezed shut, the image of you held tightly in her mind.

But you didn’t know that, so who cares?

You nod quickly, trying to pretend you weren’t discouraged by her comment, as some part of you wanted her to take you to the drive-in with the intention of getting in your pants. “I know, I know. But yeah, why not? I heard they’re playing the original Romeo and Juliet tonight” you say, buckling your seatbelt as she starts up the engine. Ellie couldn’t care less about what they’re playing tonight, all she cares about is getting you alone.

Ellie had placed the baggie of goods onto your lap before she began driving, to ensure that you didn’t think she was trying to withhold it from you. You kept it grasped tightly in your hands, as if it were a lifeline as your mind raced at a mile a minute. Her music played faintly, some old rap you recognized but made no comment on since the silence between the two of you was comfortable enough.

All the while, Ellie was trying to collect her own thoughts, as she couldn’t afford to fuck this up after she had worked so hard just to get here. But based on how you were humming along to the music ever so softly, she could tell you weren’t as apprehensive about her as you once were and that helped put her mind to rest.

Ellie refuses to let you pay even when she has to get the tickets for the movie and you try not to make a fuss about it, doing your best to accept her acts of kindness. By the time the two of you reached the drive-in, the movie was already halfway through but fortunately there was barely anyone else there so Ellie quickly found a spot to park. As she shifted the parking gear into place, she let out a relaxed sigh and glances over to you.

She takes a moment to simply analyze your delicate features, the way your lips part in awe as the tragic film plays out before you, your attention already on the screen despite only being there for a few moments. With a light nudge, she managed to get your attention back on her so that she could speak to you directly.

“We should get in the backseat, just so no one sees us smoking n’ it’s more comfortable, so you can enjoy your movie” she states as if it were basic knowledge, and before you can even think her words over, your body begins to move on its own as you step out of the car only to open the back door and slide in there instead. You can’t help but think of how thoughtful she is, how kind she is. This was enough for you to reason that she had no other intentions other than ensuring your safety, although your heart continued to pound in your chest as she settled in the backseat with you.

She already had a lighter ready, gripped tightly in one hand before she extended her free hand to you, silently prompting you to give her one of the prerolls she had made just for you. You open up the baggie, marveling at the soft baby pink color of the rolling paper she had used for your order.

As you give it to her, your hands brush against each other and you can feel just how warm she is, a stark contrast to your cool skin. You have to make an effort to not shiver at the contact, the simple act making your mind grow a bit fuzzy.. It was either that or the fact that the scent of weed was already thick in the air the second she lit it for you, along with a hint of something else that took you a moment to put your finger on.

“Is that lavender?” you question, your head tilting with curiosity as you watch Ellie take a small puff of the joint to make sure it would burn properly before she held it out for you to take. “Smells good, hm? Makes it a little easier to smoke when you roll with lavender, smoother to smoke, at least I think so” she mutters with a slight shrug, trying to ignore the way just watching you take a shaky inhale makes her need for you grow stronger.

She knew you had smoked before, but not enough to really be a regular at it. This was shown in the way you let out a weak cough, your cheeks growing rosy in the slightest bit. Often, Ellie would dread smoking with inexperienced people but with you, she was in heaven. “S’ good, really good” you huff between your coughs and your voice was truthful despite it all. Lavender was one of the most soothing scents to you, and it helped you relax before taking a few more hits.

You think for a moment that as good as the smoke is, you’re not really feeling a high that was different from anything else you were used to. That was until you tried to hand Ellie the joint, and you realized your hand was trembling to the point where she had to wrap a firm hand around your wrist so that she could steady you enough to take it from you.

You have to bury the burning sensation of embarrassment, as you hadn’t taken her warning seriously when she had told you just how strong her stuff was. But the feel of her strong hand wrapping around your wrist only seems to add to the dizzy feeling blossoming within your mind, a pleased sigh falling from your lips as her touch grounds you as much as it possibly can, considering you’re already out of it.

“Poor baby” she coos in an all too sweet tone that only muddles your mind further. She takes a few hits with ease, her lungs being adjusted to the aching burn that would spread throughout her lungs. You can only watch her with hazy eyes, the realization that you’re alone with someone you had kept in the back of your mind for months suddenly making you feel overwhelmed. Your eyes flicker back towards the movie that continues to play, the smoke bleeding through the windows since Ellie had opened them just enough to make sure she didn’t completely hot box her car.

Ellie can sense your anxiousness and it makes her heart ache in the most pathetic way. You were completely gone, but Ellie needed you to be a little more pliant if she wanted to be able to get what she wanted. So she brought the joint to your lips, her own hand steady and calm.

“Just a few more hits for me, sweet girl. You can do it, can’t you?” she asks in a warm tone, easing you into the idea of following her every command. Some part of her is worried she is asking for too much too fast, but you eagerly wrap your lips around the filter of the joint without the slightest bit of hesitation.

Even with your scrambled mind, you knew that you wanted to please Ellie. You needed to make her proud of you, although you’re unsure why this is such a necessity. But in the midst of your high, you don’t think to question it at all. To you, she is simply being kind and considerate, such a far cry from the other people you knew.

The fresh hits burn even more, and Ellie is quick to soothe your coughing fit by gently rubbing circles on your back. The smallest touch had goosebumps rising on your skin and you desperately craved more contact, yet you were too fearful to ask for it. So you remain as still as a statue, praying that this isn’t some weed induced hallucination.

Your muscles begin to relax and Ellie begrudgingly pulls her hand away, not wanting to overwhelm you further. But the moment her warmth is gone, you let out a pitiful whine. It’s breathy and sounds borderline pornographic, as if she had just pulled her fucking strap out of you or something.

It was a simple touch, and yet it was all that mattered to you in that moment. For the first time ever, Ellie is unsure of what move to make next. She has to play her cards right, lest she scare you off. So she simply watches the way you sway in your seat, your eyes red and half lidded as you look at her with a heartbroken expression due to her no longer touching you.

“Look at you, so dumb n’ sweet” she coos, her voice making a mockery of the affection she felt towards you. The tone she uses with you is so gentle that you don’t even recognize the degrading words, simply shivering with pleasure as she blows smoke straight into your face before stubbing out the small bit of the joint that is left into an ashtray she had in the car for her cigarette habit.

Some part of your brain knows that you are too out of it, the world around you spinning far too fast for your liking. And yet, there is nowhere in the world you’d rather be. “You think m’ sweet?” you question, a soft laugh tumbling from your lips.

Ellie can’t believe that you had chosen to focus on that part of her sentence when she had just called you dumb without any remorse. God, you were everything she wanted and more.

She nods her head slightly, the weed making her heart beat faster than usual as she slowly inched closer to you in the backseat. The sound of the movie acted as background noise, your eyes fluttering shut as you felt Ellie’s breath fanning against your neck in the slightest.

Her breathing pattern had changed, short inhales with longer exhales as she tried to wrap her mind around the fact that you had willingly smoked over the limit you were comfortable with just to please her. “Course’ I do. Sweetest little thing I’ve ever met in this god forsaken town” she mutters, pressing a feather light kiss to your neck.

It was enough to make you shiver, a lazy grin on your lips because in your confused mind, you were the luckiest person in the world. Free weed and the hottest girl at your college was worshipping you as if you were something holy was not how you expected your usual Friday night to play out, yet here you were.

Ellie was choosing to take her time with you, her senses heightened enough that she can pick up on every bit of your perfume. The intoxicating scent of lavender, jasmine, and vanilla swirled in her mind and left her desperate to be as close to you as possible.

Her strong hand grips your waist, pulling you closer to her own body until you can feel her rapid heartbeat fluttering beneath her skin due to your bodies being flush tight against one another. “Just relax, baby. No need to think when m’ here, alright? Let all those thoughts fade away n’ focus on being here with me” she whispers, her other hand sliding down your body until she can ease it between your thighs.

She thanks whatever higher power there is that you aren’t wearing any shorts under your little skirt, her fingers coming into contact with your panties that were embarrassingly wet. Ellie uses two fingers to trace the damp patch on the cotton material, soft curses falling from her rosy lips as she watched your brows knit with a mix of confusion and pleasure.

“Doing so good for me, aren’t you? I knew you’d be so well behaved” she hums, her voice shaky and breathless as she eases her fingers upwards until she can feel your puffy clit through your panties.

With slow, almost reverent motions, she rubs your aching bud through the soft material. The sensation enveloped your entire body, leaving you to moan weakly as she pushes your thighs apart a bit further just to see how willing you are.

She is pleased to find that you let her manhandle you into the position she wants without question, your hazy mind far more focused on what your cunt wants. As much as she loves watching your expression of ecstasy, she needs to taste you on her tongue, to memorize every last inch of your mouth so that no one knows you as well as she does.

As her fingers continue to move against your panties, she captures your lips in a kiss that reflects the need she has been harboring for months. It’s not rough, slower than her usual method of kissing. It is as if she is praising your body through the way she touches you, her tongue as smooth as velvet as it dances along your own.

With you so lost in the kiss, she uses the opportunity to push the thin material of your panties to the side so she can properly rub your aching clit. It’s filthy how wer you are, her fingers sticky with your arousal after a few seconds of her intimate touch. As much as you are relieved by the contact, it also feels like it is consuming you completely.

You can’t help but whine against her lips, your shaky hand weakly grasping her wrist in an attempt to pull her hand away from your dripping cunt. But Ellie refuses to yield, unbothered by your pleas for her to slow down.

“I’m going easy on you, silly girl. It must be all that weed getting in your head, making you imagine things” she muses. She was practically blaming you for how worked up you were, as if she wasn’t the one rubbing your clit at a maddeningly slow pace.

The sick part was that you truly believed her, you genuinely thought that someone like Ellie knew more than you did. You were the one who had smoked so much and you wanted her touch, so what right did you have to complain about it?

“More” you plead breathlessly, tears welling in your reddened eyes and quickly spilling down your soft cheeks. It was as if you had no control over your body, and it was running based on pure primal instinct.

The sight of your tears only turns Ellie on more, her own cunt aching for stimulation. But all she cares about is getting you off, so she shushes you ever so gently before easing one of her fingers into your pussy.

Your body tenses from the intrusion, hiccups leaving your parted lips as she sinks her finger into your gooey, pliant cunt. Your walls are slick with arousal and Ellie wishes with every fiber of her being that she could sink her strap into you and give you what you really wanted but her fingers would have to do for now.

“Thaaaat’s it. Look at this pretty little cunt, taking me so well” she praises, kissing the corner of your lips before easing a few kisses down your jaw. Her dirty words seem so romantic when you’re in such a fuzzy state of mind and you are just so pleased that she is giving you so much attention.

Your hands are restless, tugging at Ellie’s shirt— although you’re unsure if you’re trying to pull her closer or push her away. “Can’t do it, can’t!” you cry, only for her to add a second finger into your slick hole. She pumps her fingers at a slow pace, not feeling the need to be rough because she knows the feeling is intense enough as is.

You are left to squeeze your thighs together, the pleasure bordering on pain due to how quickly everything is happening. “But you’re doing so well, angel. You wanted more, didn’t you? Did you lie to me, hm?” she questions, questioning you as if she wasn’t the perv who was fucking some sweet girl in the back of her car.

The question makes you shake your head feverishly, not wanting her to think lowly of you. “No, I promise. S’ just a lot, never ever— mm fuck, never felt like this before” you whisper, your voice unsteady. Her fingers stretched you open perfectly, her thumb still focusing on tracing small circles over your clit.

“I know, sweetheart, I know. No one has ever taken care of you properly, huh? Those stupid girls you sleep with don’t know how to please a precious thing like you” she says in a syrupy sweet tone that only serves to dumb you down further.

You nod your head, unsure what you’re even saying anymore. You couldn’t care less, not when she’s curling her fingers inside you just enough to hit the perfect spot. Her fingers thrust against the spongy spot, her own cunt clenching around nothing as she watches you rut against her hand.

“Gonna cum, gonna— mmf” you try to warn her, as you were not used to finishing so quickly. But your warning doesn’t cause her to slow down in the slightest, she simply keeps her pace as she licks a long stripe up your neck before connecting your lips to hers once more.

She swallows every single one of your cries as your cream gathers at the base of her fingers, a lewd white ring of your essence marking her as yours. Ellie can feel her ego grow three sizes as she feels your cunt clamp down on her fingers like a silken vice, evidence of your release all over her hand.

Ellie helps you ride out your orgasm, lazily pumping her fingers deep into your cunt until you pull away from the kiss just to whine that you can’t go any further. Since she had gotten what she wanted, she finally eases her fingers out of you and brings them to her lips instead.

She keeps her eyes focused on your fucked out expression, watching your chest heave as she sucks her fingers clean. The taste of you leaves her moaning, as it was saccharine and everything she had imagined it to be.

You are still lost in the haze of your high, your nerve endings seeming to tingle all over as you try to even out your breathing. The effects of the weed haven’t eased up and so you give Ellie a bashful grin, still so shy in her presence despite what had happened.

The sight of you still behaving so sweetly pleases her in a way she can’t describe, as the purity of your heart seems to only draw her closer. Without missing a beat, she tugs your underwear back in place and presses a soft kiss to your cheek.

“You wanna make me feel good too, don’t you?” she asks softly, her fingers absentmindedly toying with your hair. It’s not a demand at all, as she simply wants to see what state of mind you’re in.

Much to her satisfaction, you slowly nod your head after you take a moment to register her words. “Wanna make you feel good” you babble, repeating her words as if you were nothing more than a mindless doll.

“Atta’ girl” she praises instantly, using gentle movements to help you sit up properly but letting you remain close to her. “How bout’ we go back to my place, just for a bit. We can smoke a bit more once we’re there and then I’ll let you touch me for a bit” she offers, acting casual about it so that you remained in your pliant headspace.

The offer of being able to go to your house causes you to instinctively nod your head, an eager grin on your lips as you take notice of the windows that were fogged up despite being opened up just a bit. “Pretty please” you beg in a voice that makes Ellie’s heat stutter for a moment or two because she knew she was about to spend the rest of the night either rubbing your slick cunts together or simply letting you eat her out so that you can learn how to properly please her.

Maybe both if you were awake long enough, although she was sure that after another round the weed would have you out like a light.

As the credits of the movie begin to roll, she helps you get back into the passenger seat, even buckling your seatbelt for you and giving you one last gentle kiss before she got in the driver's seat. You were still in a daze and thanks to how strong the weed was, Ellie knew she would have you all to herself for the rest of the night.

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evaslytherpuff · 2 days ago

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Muses & Homecomings

Plot: Garreth and his band have been on tour for the past few months. The separation has been unbearable for you both and when Garreth finally comes home, he can’t wait to have his way with you.

CW: MDNI!!! 18+ smut!!!! Feral/dominate Garreth, Garreth with a tongue piercing, mentions of video chat sex, rough fingering, squirting, overstimulation, rough P in V, slight choking, oral (f receiving), shower sex, some fluff, might be a little sloppy and not proofread!

Thank you @newbienewness for helping me come up with this idea and I greatly appreciate you letting me use your wonderful pictures for the mood board. I’ve been having serious Gare-Bear brain rot because of you and I’m loving it! Your support means so much to me!🥹❤️

I also want to thank @blueraineshadows and @cuffmeinblack for coming up with the guys being in a band AU! Your fics inspired me to work on this one.🥰🫂

Anxiety and excitement flooded your veins as you paced back and forth in Garreth’s kitchen. The aroma of his favorite meal filled the air as you took deep breaths to steady yourself. It has been three months since you’ve last seen your boyfriend Garreth Weasley. He was on tour for the past four months with his band and was finally coming home. You were able to make it to a few of their shows when the tour first started but the further they traveled, and the more you worked, the more difficult it became to attend shows. Your last encounter behind closed doors was intense! Garreth couldn’t keep his hands off of you and you returned his desperation with equal enthusiasm. There was a tiny part of you that was devastated to have to say goodbye to him and watch him climb the steps of the tour bus. You knew, with your whole heart though, that this is what Garreth and the guys wanted. They fought for their newfound fame and deserved every second of it. You were so proud of your talented boyfriend and would always support him no matter what.

To ease some of the separation, some nights were spent in front of your computer watching their shows online and others were taken up by hours of video chatting. You would watch Garreth jerk off furiously while you fucked yourself with your favorite toy—wishing it was him instead. You missed him and it was very clear that he missed you as well. Now that the tour was over, he would finally be in your arms again.

You spent the day straightening up his apartment then made sure that you were dressed up and ready for his arrival. You wore a mini jean skirt with a form fitting black top that hugged your breasts perfectly. You accessorized with sexy fishnets, a little jewelry, and wore shoes that Garreth liked to call “your arse kicker boots.” You styled your hair exactly how he liked it and did your makeup to make your eyes pop. Everything was perfect and you couldn’t stop smiling.

Your phone lit up from the kitchen counter and you practically dove to answer the call. Your brows quickly drew together when you noticed Leander’s name on the screen. Why was he calling?

“Hello? Is everything okay?” You asked as you put the call on speaker.

“Yeah! We just pulled up. Garreth wanted me to give you—hey! Garreth! Give me my phone! I was just about—!” Leander was quickly cut off as Garreth snatched his phone from his hands.

“My phone died. I’ll be inside in a few minutes.” Click! The line went dead and you blinked at your phone in astonishment. What the hell was that? You slumped against the kitchen counter and sighed with a shake of your head.

Minutes later, you heard the jingle of keys in the front door and bit your lip as you stood up straight. You fiddled with the ring on your finger and smiled as the door swung open and Garreth stepped into the apartment. You were ready to run into his arms until you saw the look on his face.

A chill ran down your spine and your body began to tingle as he tossed his suitcase into the corner of his apartment and his green eyes burned a hole through you. You had never seen him like this. Garreth was usually lighthearted and funny. He was the comedic genius in the group and could always ease any tension with a good joke. The expression on his face now screamed primal hunger as he pointed a finger at you and slammed the door behind him.

“I—I’m so happy to see you, babe. I missed you so much. I cleaned the place and made you dinner and…are you okay, Garreth?” You became genuinely concerned as he stalked towards you without saying a word. His finger was still pointed in your direction and when he finally spoke his words made your jaw drop.

“You. Get your arse in my room. Now!” That same finger was now demanding that you make a beeline for his bedroom by pointing at the door but for some reason your feet wouldn’t move.

“Gaz…aren’t you going to eat? You just got home you—” You frowned then your eyes grew wide from his reaction.

In one swift motion he lunged forward, trying to grab you but you dodged him with a yelp as you ran towards his room. He quickly chased after you to make sure he got you right where he wanted you. The door shut behind you both and he made quick work of locking it. Then your eyes practically bulged from your head as he tore off his black tee. In your eyes, Garreth was absolutely perfect, from his wild red waves that were pulled back into a half ponytail tonight, to the black leather boots that covered his feet. His arms and chest were decorated with intricate tattoos that added to his edgy sex appeal. He didn’t have many piercings but there was one in particular that you adored…his tongue piercing.

He strode over to you, determination in each step, and tossed you onto his bed. All you could do was sputter and gawk at him as he tore your fishnets to shreds.

“Gaz! What the hell!” You scolded before his lips crashed into yours and shut you up immediately. The kiss was frenzied and filled with passion as he slipped his tongue into your mouth, the stud of his piercing brushing against your lips on the way in. He swallowed your moans as you admitted defeat and allowed him to start tugging on your skirt.

“Ta—take off my boots first. You’re not…ruining those.” You huffed between fevered kisses. Garreth nodded against your lips as his hands moved to slip your shoes from your feet. He ripped off what was left of your stockings and pulled away from your mouth to gaze between your legs at the black lace panties you wore just for him.

“I missed you. So fucking much, Babe.” He rasped as you reached down to unbutton your skirt and slip it off your body.

“I missed you so much too. God, you have no idea, Garreth. Come here.” You said breathlessly as you pulled him down to lie on top of you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs tightly around his waist as you started to make out again. His kisses were like a drug to you and you could never get enough. His lips moved to trail along your neck as he pressed his hips into yours. Your pussy was dripping, already soaking through your panties, and you left a wet patch on Garreth’s jeans. He growled against your skin as his teeth met the sensitive flesh of your neck. Your moan escaped your lips a little too loudly and Garreth chuckled while his face was buried in your neck.

“Such a good girl. Your moans drive me wild. Don’t hold back tonight. I need to hear you.” He rasped with one last kiss on your pulse as his hands worked their way up your body.

Rip!!!

Your mouth hung open in shock as Garreth tore your shirt in half. He ruined your stockings, destroyed your shirt, and left you in just your lacy bra and panties. His eyes raked over your body as he thrusted against your aching cunt. With a reluctant huff he lifted himself off of you once more to completely strip naked for you. He stood at the edge of the bed, and grinned as you removed your bra and panties and leaned back on the bed to spread your legs for him.

“Fuck! You are so damned beautiful.” Garreth scrubbed a hand over his mouth before practically pouncing on you. You couldn’t help but giggle as he wedged himself between your legs. His thick cock brushed against your pussy and you both hissed in a breath. Has he gotten bigger? You wondered. His size was always impressive but tonight seemed different. This side of your boyfriend was a pleasant surprise. Dominant, eager, almost desperate. His hands roamed your body and you moaned as you tossed your head back against his pillows. Those hands. Hands that knew every inch of you, hands that could turn you into a whimpering mess, his touch alone was enough to drive you insane. The Garreth that returned to you seemed more fierce and primal and your mind was reeling!

His lips closed around one of your nipples, his piercing teasing the aching peak, and you gasped loudly. He took his time sucking and toying with your tits with his tongue. His emerald green eyes never left your face as he savored each and every one of your reactions. The man knew how to really work you up. His hand slid down your stomach to press two fingers against your aching clit. You jerked against his palm and cried out from the contact. He began to rub slow but firm circles on your soaked cunt and had you bucking your hips against his hand.

“So sensitive. Do you like when I touch you here, Baby?” His voice rumbled in your ear as you wiggled your hips in search of more friction.

“Yes! Please! Don’t stop!” You gripped the sheets beneath you as he slipped two of his fingers inside your pussy. You were robbed of breath when he started to fuck you with his fingers at a snails pace. The smirk on his face was devastatingly sexy as he watched you moan and beg for more. You were at his mercy and you both knew it.

“Gaz! Harder, please! Fuck…more! Give me more!” You cried as your hands moved to grip his bicep.

“You asked for it.” He grinned then kissed your lips. His fingers plunged into you at a punishing rate and you screamed in ecstasy as the sounds of your soaked pussy filled the room. Your thighs were trembling around Garreth’s hand and your back arched off the bed. He was hitting your sweet spot over and over—making your head spin. Your gasps and cries blended together with the sounds of his fingers pounding into your cunt. You could feel yourself getting closer to your climax as your walls fluttered around his fingers. He leaned in even closer and stole your moans with a heated kiss.

You didn’t think it was possible but his hand pumped into you even faster and made your nails dig into the flesh of his arm. Your entire body was shaking as you babbled incoherently against Garreth’s lips. He smiled as he moved to rest his forehead on yours.

“Cum for me, baby. Give it to me!” He murmured and you did exactly as you were told. Your pussy clenched his fingers like a vice grip, forcing them out of your body, as you squirted all over his hand. His fingers moved to vigorously rub your clit, overstimulating your aching cunt. The bed was a mess and neither of you seemed to mind. Garreth’s smile shined down on you as you did your best to catch your breath and stop panting.

You watched with heavy lidded eyes as he gripped his cock in his hand and pressed the head against your entrance. You waited with baited breath before he stretched you open in one swift motion. The head of his dick immediately kissed your cervix as he slowly slid in and out of your tight heat.

“I’ve…waited…so long…to fuck you!” He growled against your ear as his hands traveled down your body to push on the backs of your thighs, bringing your knees to your chest. You cried out as he sank even deeper into you. His thrusts were firm and deliberate as he caged you in his arms—your legs instinctively wrapping tightly around his body.

“Ga—Gaz! You’re so—so fucking deep!” You moaned as he rolled his hips against you. The way he would almost pull out all the way only to slam his cock into your cunt had you seeing stars. The world seemed to fade away as his hand reached up to cup your cheek. His glittering green eyes gazed at you with so much love and desire.

“Every song! Every solo! All of my performances! They were for you! They will always be for you!” He divulged between earth shattering thrusts. “You’re my muse! You always have been!” You couldn’t even form a proper sentence to respond to him. All you could think about was how amazing he was making every single inch of you feel.

That same hand slid down to your throat so Garreth could hold you firmly in place. His fingers wrapped tightly around your neck as his lips crashed into yours. Your moans were devoured as he picked up the pace and started to fuck you even faster. You were getting lightheaded and dizzy as your gasps for air were stolen by his kiss swollen lips. He moved to tenderly kiss your cheek and bury his head into your neck as you dug your nails into his back. Your moans and cries were drowned out by the sound of his headboard thumping against the wall.

There was so much power and determination behind his movements and soon you felt another orgasm on the rise. Your pussy was fluttering around his thick shaft and you knew that he was close too, his motions were growing more sloppy and hurried with each snap of his hips.

“Ga—Garreth! I’m gonna cum!” You hollered as your body practically levitated off the bed. Your climax was intense and staggering. It felt amazing to be with Garreth again and you grinned as he quickly pulled out to spill all over your stomach. His body shuddered over yours and his moan was almost as beautiful as the music he played. He slowly shifted to lay down beside you and placed cute and delicate kisses all over your smiling face.

“Damn, Baby…that was mind blowing.” You purred as he pulled you into his arms, not caring if his cum got on the blankets.

“Oh, Sweetheart. I’m not through with you yet. Do you think you can stand up?” He murmured against your cheek before a mischievous grin spread across his gorgeous face.

“I can barely breathe let alone stand.” You chuckled before placing a kiss on his luscious lips.

“Then let me take care of you. Come on.” Garreth stood from the bed with ease—as if he didn’t just fuck you senseless. He scooped you up in his arms bridal style and carried you into his bathroom. He set you down gently and started the shower, making sure the water was the perfect temperature, then he gestured for you to join him with two beckoning fingers and a seductive smirk. You grinned and shook your head in bewilderment as you took his hand and stepped into the shower stall and shut the glass door behind you.

Garreth snatched you up in his arms and planted kisses all over your face, neck, and shoulders as the water flowed down your entwined bodies.

“I meant every word.” He murmured against your throat as you moaned in absolute bliss.

“You made my heart skip a beat with your confession. I believe you, every word. The separation was killing me, Garreth. I’m so glad you’re back.” You stared deeply into his eyes as you pulled him in for a hungry and desperate kiss. Garreth moved to press your back against the tiled wall and began to kiss down your body. He lapped at the water that dripped from your nipples, kissed your stomach as it sprayed your torso, and knelt down in front of you with his eyes locked on your wet pussy.

“You know what I want.” He groaned as he stroked his cock. You were riveted to his hand as it slid up and down his length. He licked his lips as he used his free hand to drape one of your legs over his shoulder. Your eyes slid shut as his breath ghosted over your thigh—adding to the heat of the warm water. Your mouth hung open with the first contact of his pierced tongue gliding through your pussy. Your hands immediately found their way in his red curls but the hair tie holding his strands back was getting in your way of running your fingers through his hair. You tugged on it gently until his hair tumbled free and tossed the band out of the shower stall. Now you could completely grip his soft waves as he savored your throbbing cunt.

You yelped in surprise when he let go of his cock and swung your other leg over his shoulder and slid you up the wall. He was now standing with you seated comfortably on his shoulders and his face buried between your legs.

“Fuck! Was—wasn’t expecting that! Oh god!” You cried out as his tongue worked its way deeper into your hole, his piercing scraping against your core. His hands gripped your hips as he held you firmly against the wall so you wouldn’t fall. Your head almost touched the ceiling but you really didn’t care. Garreth had you on cloud nine and you were in no rush to come down. His piercing swirled over your clit making your body jerk against his mouth. Your nails dragged against his scalp as you tugged on his hair. He took the hint and pressed his mouth even harder on your cunt then ate you out like a man being served his last meal. He growled and groaned against your folds which sent delicious vibrations through your core. Your toes curled in the air as a third orgasm washed over you. You moaned his name as he continued to lick your pussy gently. When he was finally finished, he proudly smiled up at you.

“Place your hands on my shoulders. Hold on tight. Understand?” He rasped with one last kiss on your thigh.

“I understand.” You whispered then he let you slide halfway down the wall. His strong arms were locked behind your knees as he shifted closer, crushing you between the tiles and his powerful frame. There was nothing small about Garreth Weasley. From his height, his thick and muscular body, to his stunning length pressed against your pussy. His presence, along with his body, seemed to swallow you whole as he caged you in. You knew he wouldn’t let anything happen to you but you still held onto his shoulders for dear life. You knew you were in for it when his emerald eyes darkened and the smirk on his face was replaced by an expression of pure dominance. He entered you with one thrust of his hips and had you screaming as he completely filled you up. He began to bounce you up and down the length of his cock and his groans and gasps of pleasure mixed beautifully with your cries of passion.

“Taking me so well!” He growled in your ear as he pressed his body even tighter against yours. You nodded frantically as you buried your face in his neck. This round was relentless—almost punishing, as Garreth pounded into you. Your lips trembled, your body ached, but you would do it all over again if it meant being closer to him. His hands found their way to your ass and he bucked into your cunt even faster. The sound of the shower was no match for the sounds of your wet bodies slamming against one another. Your back slid up and down the tiles of the wall as you wrapped your arms firmly around his neck. You gripped the back of his head in your hands as your pussy began to spasm around his thick cock.

“Garreth! I’m so fucking close! Keep going!” You moaned against his skin as he ground his hips against you.

“Yes! Fuck! Cum with me, Baby! Please!” His mouth closed over yours as he bounced you up and down a few more times before the two of you climaxed together in perfect unison. Your legs quivered in the air, your body a wrecked mess, as Garreth emptied himself deep inside you.

It took a moment for him to pull out and slowly release your legs to let your feet touch the floor again. He immediately had to hold you up in his arms as your limbs practically gave out on you. You both just chuckled happily as you clung onto him for balance.

After a proper shower and changing the bed sheets while Garreth put dinner away, the two of you were now cuddled up in bed together.

“Wow, babe. If that’s your behavior when you come home from a tour across the country, I can only imagine what you’d do to me after a world tour.” You giggled as you traced the tattoos on his forearms that were wrapped tightly around you.

“No. There is no way. I couldn’t stand being away from you that long. If we ever go on a world tour, your arse is coming with me.” He laughed. “Seriously though. I loved being on tour. The experience was amazing but…I was always thinking about you, missing you every second of every day. I was honestly kinda scared to come home.” He mumbled into your hair.

“What? Why?” You asked as you rolled over in his arms to face him.

“I was afraid that you would get tired of waiting for me and dealing with the separation. I was terrified that you would want a different life, a quiet life, with a man who would always be around. I was so relieved to know that you would be here when I arrived. It is why I wanted to…well…I wanted to ask if you’d move in with me. I can afford a bigger place now and we could look for something together. I just…I want you with me all the time. What do you say, Sweetheart?” He asked as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“I want that more than anything! Just know that no matter what, I’m not going anywhere. Your arse is stuck with me. Let’s do it. Let’s get a place together!” You smiled from ear to ear as Garreth looked relieved and pulled you in for a kiss.

“I love you, Garreth Weasley.” You whispered against his lips and he grinned.

“I love you too, baby.” He held you in his arms the entire night as you both dreamed about your beautiful and exciting future together.

Happy Weasley Wednesday and thank you for reading!❤️

Some pictures I found on Pinterest that made me think of Garreth!😍