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thecameronchronicles · 2 years ago

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Distractions

TW: Smut, language.

SUMMARY: after hiding your crush on Topper for the last three years, you finally decide to make a move...

PS-No hate to Sarah

Word Count: 2900

Distractions

It finally happened. For the first time in your friendship with Topper Thornton, he was single. You'd waited three years for this after he started dating Sarah Cameron, the kook princess. You always felt incomparable to her with her Bratz-doll comparison and eloquence, her grace but strong sex appeal. To summarize, she made you feel inadequate in every way possible. And yet, she wasn't smart enough to see what you saw in Topper.

You knew this from the way she'd treat him. Always talking over him and undermining his jokes, stories, and opinions, dragging him along to the activities she liked as he'd play the role of a boyfriend all while hiding the look of annoyance in his eyes, and lastly, using him to fit into her bubble wrap lifestyle despite the fact she was more of a free spirit than the debutante her family wanted her to be. But even if she'd made the decision you'd secretly hoped for each day, you hated to see him in pain. Even if it meant she was out of the picture.

But then you had another obstacle. Yourself. The thing was, Topper was your friend but in a term so loose it was just beyond that of a stranger. Because he was friendly with everyone. Every guy knew the layout of his house for his weekly pool parties and every girl had attended his surf competitions as an excuse to see him shirtless. And in both instances, he'd offer that million dollar smile and words of comfort and small talk.

This was how you'd met, three years ago during one of Rafe's parties. Seeing you alone, he'd offered a drink and a tour, sharing a pleasant conversation as you swore you'd fallen in love with him in that moment from the deep conversation and interest shared for hours. But that very next day, he'd walked the halls of the Kook academy with Sarah Caemron, destroying your hopes and your heart in the process.

Which was why when you saw him nursing his third beer, you realized it was now or never. ‘Now’ in case she'd come to her senses and realize her mistake. And ‘never’ in case you'd never have this nerve again. For this, you collected the shot from the closest table, swallowing it without a chaser for optimum effect, and made your way to join him with his somber isolation away from the majority of the party.

"Want some company?" He nodded, half drunk and half high from the cannabis offered by your host to each and every patron all for that extra cash. As you'd denied it, a portion of you came to regret it as you needed anything to take the edge off.

"You know...I just don't get it..." He spoke, trailed off into the disrespectful remark of someone clearly over him as you'd shown in small ways that you'd always supported him. Even if you didn't have much of a reason, he'd always give a smile and a kind hello, even lingering a gaze in a few instances, but always keeping a distance that made you wonder if he ever thought of you in that capacity as well. But now, you subjected yourself to his mourning as it meant being with him.

"I did everything...I was patient and giving...I mean...three years and we didn't even have sex and I never cheated on her or anything.." He shook his head, this fact baffling you as you couldn't imagine NOT wanting to have sex with Topper. He was exceedingly handsome and emanated a warmth from his confidence that drew girls in like moths to flames-you being no exception. But to think of being with him in that way and not allowing those touches, made the truth to part your silent lips.

"She's an idiot, Topper..." His eyes rose to you in surprise.

"I don't think I've ever heard you talk bad about anyone..."

"Yeah...well...I don't think you're right for each other...I don't think she was good to you..." His eyes narrowed for just a moment as his lips parted to speak before he shook off the thought.

"What?"

"Nah, it's nothing..."

"No...please...I want to know..." You pushed, crossing your legs and relaxing with your palms supporting you as you enjoyed the water and waited for his response.

"I just...I thought...There were so many times I wanted her to be more like you." His words left you stunned as this relaxation was replaced with tension. But it was a tension that was synonymous to a knotted muscle being massaged; necessary for imminent pleasure.

"You're always so sweet and supportive and you never play any games... and you're loyal...I mean it, you've used the same shampoo since I've known you-" You chuckled at how he knew such a detail.

"You'd never cheat on someone you said you loved...You wouldn't make them think you loved them and leave them for a...for a pogue of all people..." He shook his head as you slowly nodded.

"You're right...If I found someone who made me feel like that, I'd do whatever I could so he felt appreciated..."

"Lucky guy..." He finished off the remnants of his beer as he let out a deep exhale.

"Topper?" You chilled at the sound of his name being called by Rafe, aware your window of opportunity was closing.

"That's my que for beer pong...maybe something to get my mind off of all of this shit, right?" You slowly nodded, berating yourself as he prepared to stand before something came over you. Before you could understand it, you'd straddled him, fingers softly over his shoulders, as he'd just stared into your eyes.

"Maybe I could offer a better distraction?" You teased, relaxing how you have to pull out all the stops to garner his attention. But the way you were nervous, blushing beneath the moonlight and tone anything but confident, drew him into you unapologetically.

"What exactly did you have in mind?" He inquired, fingers playing with the knots of your swimsuit bottoms raised just above your swim shorts.

You moved into him, slowly to see if he'd retract, before feeling his hands suddenly forced you into a collision of lips. Tasting of weed and beer, as you'd expected, you found his tongue to part your lips and instate dominance before pulling back to speak.

"Just as sweet as you look..." These words deepened the crimson over your cheeks as he fueled you to prove yourself to him. To prove you could be better than her. That you could do the things she would. That's you could make him happy.

Because of this, you pulled him closer and kissed him harder, feeling him react in approval with an erection now developed against your thigh. Even still, you demanded more, your hips grinding against his as the soft lips he'd only ever known to showcase kindness were frenzied over his own.

"Want to-?" Before he could finish his question, you'd nodded, as you helped him to his feet, assessing just how drunk he had been, which was now just a buzz, enough for a steady gait as he led you to the closest bedroom.

Hand to his chest, you moved him to the door to close it, as he navigated to your hips immediately.

"Come here..." He ordered softly, eyes trained on yours before your hands ran up the muscles of his torso, finalizing over the flex of his arms pulling you even closer, until wrapping finalized within his hair.

"You're so fucking sexy..." He commented, sending your confidence into orbit as you bit your bottom lip and led him to the bed, setting him on its edge, as you straddled him. But the second you'd managed to find confidence in this, he had swept you onto your back.

"You are supposed to distract me...not make me lose my mind..." He explained with a smile, kissing down your chest and lower still until he came to your waist. You pulled your hands over your chest, reservation to your lack of experience, as he lowered them to your sides.

"It's okay...you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I find out if you're just as sweet down here as well..." His words left your lips in a part as he untied the bottoms of your bikini before revealing you to him. A wicked grin of approval extending his grimace as he licked his lips and motioned against you. Your back pulled into an arch at the initial contact of his tongue, a long stripe between your folds as he moaned into you in agreement to your slick.

"So fucking sweet..." He growled against you, placing either of your legs over his shoulders before yanking you at the edge of the bed. The gasp that left your lips was quickly remedied by a moan as he lifted from between your thighs, heaving from how you'd nearly drowned him already-a fact he didn't seem to mind.

"I think that's the first time I’ve ever heard you moan...and I think it's the absolute sexiest thing I've ever heard." He explained, a whimper leaving your lips.

"I never want you to stop moaning for me..." With these words, he returned into you, tongue taking stock of just how aroused you were, while he laid his fingers to your entrance, making small circles as you shook.

"It's okay, baby...I'll go slow..." He inserted his middle finger, slow penetration pulling your lips into a silent oval as he grinned.

"So tight...perfect..." He moaned.

"Think you can take two?" You nodded, feeling him stretch you wide with his second finger before his thumb made work of your clit. Deviously soft circles testing what you could withstand before exchanging his thumb for his tongue, flicks alternated with rubs until he had had shuddering beneath him.

"Mmm...I want you to cum on my tongue, baby...so fucking sweet, I wanna have your taste all night..." You nodded, feeling a tightness in your stomach foreign but deduced to be that very pleasure.

"Good girl." Your eyes somersaulted into the back of your head to his praise as he pulled your fingers to his hair, moving deeply against you.

"Oh my God! Topper! Topper, I'm gonna-" You blushed at how quickly he held you at the edge, but your desperation had you falling over it, all while he lapped up the trophy of what was left behind as evidence.

"So good for me-" He attempted this second praise as you'd been motivated to reciprocate. The fumbling of your fingers, finally stationary, as you'd had him at the edge of the bed.

"You want to get on your knees for me?" He asked as you nodded.

"God, where have you been?" He breathed a deep exhale as you pulled his trunks past his hips until they bunched at his ankles, your hands pushing him back into a seated position while he watched you nervously swallow at what he'd revealed to you.

A thick shaft, angry and pained, crying just for you for its perfect head. You couldn't fathom how he'd wanted you badly enough to be this hard, and yet, he had proven it in this moment.

"Start slow of you need to..." You nodded, "But I won't be able to say nice for long..." You kept your eyes to him to gather his response to your actions, an action in itself that made his eyes roll.

"Especially if you look at me like that...fuck..." He led a deeper breath as you used his precum as initial lubrication to a few steady strokes before finally taking him into your mouth. Soft and warm, vaguely salty, you were surprised at how aroused you were to the feeling. It was enough to push past your reservations as this worsened when hearing him moan because of you.

"Always acting so innocent..." He scoffed. "On your knees, choking on my cock so beautifully...damn..." You took him deeper, ignoring the tears that blinded you, before feeling his grip in your makeshift ponytail tighten.

"But I'm not coming down your throat tonight...I wanna feel every inch or you..." He pulled you back to him deep kisses, before setting you into a straddle across his hips.

"Condom in my wallet..." He spoke between kisses as you shook your head.

"I'm on the pill, and you just admitted you haven't been with anyone..."

"You're sure?"

You nodded, teeth taking possession of his ear as you spoke hot against his ear.

"I want to feel all of you inside of me..." He was quick to oblige, lining you up against him before setting you slowly to consume his cock. He continued this descent in slow succession, making you wince, as he was softly caressing your skin.

"You're doing so good, just a little further, sweetheart...fuck-" He breathed in finality to the depth you'd taken him, bottomed out into your stomach.

"Gonna move you now, okay?" You nodded, unable to formulate even a single sound as he guided you to rise and fall over him.

"Gotta relax, baby, it'll feel better that way..." He kissed you to try and offer this distraction as you nodded in agreement, a rhythm found quickly by his guidance and your growing carbality.

"You're too good to me...Too fucking tight for me..." He groaned into your shoulder, teeth leaving soft impressions on your skin as he smirked against you in a wince.

"If I'd known you wanted this, I'd have done it so much sooner..." You smiled before pressing him softly onto his back.

"I want to fuck you, Topper...Not talk to you..." You teased as he grinned, eyes lust blown at how you managed to shed your innocence for him in this moment, "And I want you to make me cum again..."

He nodded, drawing circles to your clit as you rode him as promised, leaning into him when he became unhinged with his wild bucking thrusts-hand to the back of your neck and another from one side of your waist to the other to keep you in place.

"Don't fucking move-" He ordered, sending his cock to the new curve of this position, pain and pleasure pulsating through you. "God, you feel fucking perfect, ugh-shit..." He groaned. "I need to go faster-"

"Yes!"

"You gonna be able to take it?"

"YES!" He held your hips at a rested position, ramming up into you as perspiration and unified moans and groans filled the space between you.

"Topper! Don't stop! Please...don’t...fucking stop!" You pleaded as he hesitated.

"Such dirty words from such a pretty mouth..." He smirked.

"Topper please..." You mewled as he nodded.

"I'll make you come baby, you've been SO good to me...SO fucking good...You've earned it...but not this way..." He lifted you for a second, sending you to your back and pulling you to your knees.

"I wanna see this perfect little ass..." He slapped you, leaving a pleasant sting as you pleaded, those pleas met with his firm thrust bottoming out once again.

"Sorry if I hurt you, but I gotta come in this tight little pussy...and I need you to take it for me..."

"God, Top! You're so deep!"

"Fuck yeah..." He agreed, gripping deeply into your hips. "You're mine! Say you're mine!"

"I'm yours!" You obliged. "I'm yours!"

"This ass?"

"Yours!" You whined, him slapping you again, harder than before as the sting was rubbed out by his kind touch before his hand guided you to lift by a pull of your hair.

"These tits?" He squeezed your naked chest, made this way seconds prior to his words.

"Yours!" You belted.

"This sweet little pussy...this desperate little clit..."

"All yours! I'm all yours!"

"Yeah...yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah!" He spoke in repetition, rubbing your clit in desperation as you arched against his chest. Perfect thrusts, violent and thorough, pulled you both to that edge as the unison of names belted beyond the motions sent him to face him in a kiss.

"You're gonna cum with me-Come!" He ordered, your body obeying immediately as those clenched walls were enough to pull his own orgasm, body's collapsing in an initial shudder before he helped you rest onto the bed.

"Are you alright?" He asked, wiping your mutual slick from his cock, stained with the evidence of your virtue as he seemed unaffected at the detail verified to him.

You nodded, his words softening your nerves that this was just sex to him. But even so, the way you we're spent by his body would aid this blow if that had been the case.

"Here..." He had returned from the bathroom, warm rag mending any ache remaining between your thighs.

"We should get you a drink..." He extended his hand as you blushed.

"Unless you just used me for my body..." You both laughed as he drew his hand to his chest in feigned pain.

"I...uh...I can't walk..." He chuckled, crawling over you on the bed.

"Well...then you focus on getting on your feet and I'LL go get you a drink..."

"You're coming back?" He was made upset by your words as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

"If I would have known you wanted me, I would have stayed with you the first night we met...it's actually kinda funny...the only reason I got WITH Sarah was to distract myself from you..."

You scoffed, disbelief cast over your expression as you pulled him back back to you, validating that you'd waited for the right person, at the right time.

"But you...YOU are one hell of a distraction." He pulled apart just to speak as you. "But now you're mine."

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