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sleepynovalunosis · 4 months ago
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a/n: OOOOH i've wanted to write my baby boy soo bad!! i hope u enjoy, xo.
contains: gender neutral!reader, penetration, praises, bottom!reader
dwayne is definitely a service top. he excels in this, especially since he refuses to turn you. not now.
not yet.
raven locks hang down, framing his face as he thrusts into you. his face is glistened with a thin layer of sweat, brows furrowed as he studies each reaction from you.
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every gasp, every pant, every moan. so far, he's noted that whenever you say his name, you're close. once he's gathered that notion, the ball is completely in his court. what he chooses to do with you depends on the day.
if you've been away for too long, wandering the boardwalk during the night, he'll pound into you until you remember why you can't do such things. "never know what's out there--you hear me?" he'd ask, and you'd barely register the fact that he was even speaking. there's a familiar warmth nestling in the pit of your stomach, flipping with each word you hear. you nod.
"answer me," he demands, quickening his pace. his eyes are piercing, and you can barely make them out in this lighting; though you can feel the intensity of his gaze without even having to see it. you can hear the waves crashing outside the cave, a small fire servicing as the only luminosity. "i know," you exhale, your breaths growing more irregular as you feel your orgasm approaching. he takes this time as an opportunity to continue, while he has you still focused.
"weren't expecting me, were you?" he continues, and you shake your head. "no," you say, confessing the obvious. who would expect someone-something like him to be lurking in the shadows?
"i couldn't help myself," he says through pants, "so goddamn pretty. had to have you all to myself," he praises. it makes your stomach flip, his words earning a sharp inhale from you. "and you had not the slightest clue--how could you?" he asks, "it'd be impossible for you to know what i was." he continues, "don't think i'm the only one. i'm just the one who got to you first."
you feel like your head is spinning, dizzy with lust as he speaks to you, working your body for your orgasm, making sure he ticks all the right boxes.
he knows he will.
"i don't--want anyone else," you manage to reply, lifting your hips in desperation. it feels so good, but you can't help but want him more. he's told you he refuses to go beyond your tolerance, which you argue to him frequently.
"i know you don't, honey. i know."
he reaches for your hand, lifting it and pinning it to the side of your head, interlocking his fingers with yours. "come on, sweetheart." he coos, keeping a steady rhythm as he stretches you out with his cock. his free hand caresses the side of your face, thumb running along your flushed cheek. you can feel your body temperature rising, and you're undoubtedly aware of the shade of your cheeks.
always pink when i've got you right there, he'd told you.
you feel yourself twitch beneath him, and he knows. "there you go," he coos, and that's all you need, unraveling beneath him as you finish. you feel yourself clenching around his cock, your head lulling back as you feel him twitch inside of you. he groans, lifting the hand that had been caressing your face to press against the cave's wall. you hear the cracking of it, dust from debris falling next to you, but it doesn't startle you. you want him to be like this.
"god damn, shit--" he groans, feeling how tight you are when you clench around him. his palm slides down the wall, landing with a loud thump next to your head, trying to gain control of himself.
you both try to catch your breath, his lips coming down to press against your forehead. he then rests his own against yours, looking down into your eyes. you can finally see him, his pupils dilated, lips swollen and cherried red from kissing you.
you glance over to the debris, and he sighs. "not happening again-" he says sternly, beating you to the punch.
you roll your eyes, and he presses his lips to yours before you can protest.
"whatever you say."
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