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telekineticseance · 1 year ago

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if you want to write about edging matt and/or trey until they're a crying and whining mess I wouldn't mind... pretty please? <3

EDGE OF GLORY

pairing: trey parker x gn! reader

summary: your boyfriend is "flirting" with a girl on set

genre: smut

word count: 2519

cw: jealousy, oral (male receiving), edging, dom(gn)/sub(m) dynamic, overstimulation

author's note: my first time writing a guy like this so um yeah...took this inspo from a pic of trey in that purple suit where you can see his bulge 🫡

Your eyes practically stabbed daggers at Trey from across the room, watching him flirt with one of the extras in his movie. He was currently filming Orgazmo and although everything was great between the two of you, every time that extra walked onto set she would immediately be up Trey’s ass. Giggling at everything he said, lightly caressing his arm, and he never pushed her away. He just let her keep going.

You sat in his director’s chair pretending to read a magazine but in reality, you couldn’t get your eyes off of them before Trey realized the time and walked away from her, calling the nearby actors that were needed for the scene. You watched him point to their spots on the set and act out what they were supposed to do in front of them before walking over to his seat, leaning down to give you a kiss on the forehead. You declined before getting up from his chair and walking away to another part of the house they were filming in.

Trey watched you with confusion in his eyes as you walked away before shaking his head, most likely deciding he would ask you later, before yelling “Action!” to the actors and they started rolling. You listened to them film one of their not sex, sex scenes with Matt yelling whatever one liner he could during the moment. You angrily flipped through the pages of your magazine, the scene of that actress flirting with Trey just playing over and over again in your head.

You were reading some interview with the new Keanu Reeves movie called “Devil’s Advocate” thinking about how you would probably drag Trey to watch it solely because of the “plot”..the “plot” being Keanu. You could care less about some movie where he played a lawyer. As you were reading you heard the door to the room shut and lock before you lowered your magazine to see Trey standing in front of you with his arms crossed over his chest, his face scrunched up in irritation.

You rolled your eyes before going back to the article as Trey walked over and grabbed the magazine before setting it on the table next to the bed, “Care to explain?” You stayed silent looking up at him before he scoffed and threw his hands up, “So what? Instead of being an adult and talking to me, you're just gonna stay quiet?”

You rolled your eyes again, reaching over to the magazine and starting to open it again before he grabbed it and threw it across the room, “No. We’re talking. You’re not shutting me out,” His voice raised before he took a deep breath. “Just please,” He got down on his knees next to the bed, looking at you with his eyes practically shining in the light, “Talk to me.”

“Why don’t you go talk to your little extra girlfriend?” You asked, practically spitting the words at him before his eyebrows furrowed and he parted his lips in confusion, “Who?”

You scoffed in response, “Who? Don’t fucking act dumb Trey.” You told him, standing up from the bed walking across the room. He stumbled to get up from his knees, reaching his hand out to grab your arm, stopping you, “I’m not acting dumb. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Bullshit Trey. She’s here every day even when she’s not needed and she’s always up your ass.” He thought for a minute, still not putting the pieces together before his eyes widened, “Oh my god? You mean…” He paused, looking around for a minute, “Andrea?” He asked. You shrugged in response, if you were being honest you never got her name because you didn’t care. “Maybe? I don’t know Trey, is she the one that is always gripping onto your bicep and flirting with you.”

He chuckled awkwardly as he looked at you, “I don’t know what you saw, but I promise you, it’s not what you think.” You rolled your eyes, putting your hand on Trey’s bare arm grazing it gently as you fake giggle, “You’re so funny Trey. Please Trey give me your cock.” You spoke in a high pitched, valley girl voice.

He laughed at your impression, “Well if you’re asking for it.” You slapped his arm in response making him wince, “Okay okay…but she’s never said that.” You pulled your hand away from his arm before rolling your eyes, as if he was missing the point entirely, “She was insinuating it.”

He let out a sigh, “Maybe she was. But even if she was, I don’t want her.” He told you, looking down at you. You shrugged in response, looking away from him. It was hard to stay mad at him when he’d look into your eyes and that dumb little face of his. He lifted your face up with his fingers, making you look into his eyes, “I’m yours.” He clarified, leaning down to kiss you gently.

You kissed him back, letting all the worries evaporate when his lips touch yours. The kissing deepened as the two of you stumbled to the bed, Trey laying down on his back as you crawled on top of him, lips attached to his. You felt the bulge through his purple spandex suit as you straddled his lap, kissing his neck causing his breathing to increase. You pulled away, running your finger down his torso, lightly stroking the growing length as he winced out in response, “Where did this come from? Did your little friend cause this?” You asked, starting to palm him in the middle of talking.

He let out another wince while shaking his head, “N-No.” You hummed as he bucked his hips against your hand, letting out a few winces. You smirked to yourself, as you moved your pace into a faster motion. He tried moving his hands down to yours and you quickly slapped it away, “No,” You told him as he moved his hands back to his sides, clenching onto the sheets below him.

You watched his eyes close as his brows furrowed, his body tensing up under your touch, “I-I’m..” He breathed out, you could tell he was close as his hips moved more, making them move along with your touch before you pulled your hand away and he looked at you, his breathing still fast and heavy.

You watched him as he sat up against the headboard, “That’s not- why?” He asked, he huffed, moving his hand to his crotch and starting to rub before you grabbed onto his wrist pulling his hand away, moving close to his face. “I want to remind you..who you belong to okay?”

He nodded in response before you let go of his wrist and motioned to a spot next to the bed, “Take off the costume, wouldn’t want to ruin it now would we?” You asked and he shook his head before sliding off the bed and starting to pull off the costume. You stood up in front of him running a finger up his stomach, causing him to shudder as you reached for the zipper of the costume, helping him take it off before dropping it to the floor next to him as he stood in front of you, revealing that he wasn’t wearing any boxers underneath.

You bit your bottom lip, wrapping your fingers around his hardened cock as you wiped a bit of precum with your thumb and began stroking his length. “This all for me?” You asked him and he nodded slowly letting out a whine, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. The one thing that kept you hopeful in your head every time that girl would come near him is that you knew you were the only one that could make him submit under your touch.

You pulled your hand away causing him to let out a sigh before motioning him back to the bed. He laid on his back, looking at you with pleading eyes, but you weren’t ready to give in yet, you wanted him to beg for you. You sat on the bed next to him, stroking your fingers along the inside of his thigh, watching him twitch under your touch. His breathing stayed to be increased as you continued teasing him with your fingers.

You ran your fingers from his thigh up to his abdomen, smirking to yourself when his stomach would tense when you hit a sensitive spot, gracing your finger over it a second time just to watch him do it again. He let out a whimper as he bucked his hips with your touch and you watched the beads of sweat run off his forehead.

“What do you want Trey? Use your words I know you can,” You told him as he let out a whine. “I want you to touch me.” He whined, squirming as you traced your fingers along his stomach, running it up his chest. “I feel like that wasn’t enough.”

You grabbed his face with your hand, smushing his face in the process to make his lips pucker, “What do you want?”

He blinked, taking a gulp before looking at you with pleading eyes, “P-Please. Touch me.” He spoke through his smushed lips and you shrugged, pulling your hand away and getting up from the bed, walking across the room. He watched you closely, hands clenching on the sheet, most likely fighting the urge to touch himself.

You ran your hands along your body, performing a strip tease for him at the end of the bed as he watched, rubbing his hands up and down the sheet below him. You left your clothes on the floor before crawling up on the bed, positioning yourself in between Trey’s legs, running your fingers along the sides. He threw his head into the pillow, letting out a puff of air with a whine following close behind.

He went to touch your hand with his but quickly pushed it away before crawling on top of him, placing your lips on his gently before kissing down his body. He bucked his hips against your lips when you reached the happy trail on his stomach. The almost feminine sounding whines continued to spill from his mouth as he pleaded with you, begging you to give him the touch he desires. You hummed innocently as you stuck out your tongue and lightly ran it up from the base to the tip of his cock, making him let out a gasp.

“I’ll ask you one more time, okay?” You spoke to him gently, “Use your words.”

He looked at you, sweat dripping from his forehead, causing strands of his hair to stick to his face, “Please baby, just touch me. I-I’ll never talk to her again. Just please.” He whined, starting to squirm his hips again.

You paused for a moment, before nodding to yourself, “Good boy. That’s all I wanted.” You let a drop of spit fall from your lips and drip onto the pink tip before taking your hand and wrapping it around his hardened length, dragging it up and down. He let his head sink into the pillow below him, “F-Fuck,” he moaned out, moving his hips with your movements.

The knock on the door interrupted the two of you as you continued stroking him, “Trey? You in there?” Matt’s voice rang from the other side as he shook the doorknob. You looked between the door and Trey as he closed his eyes tightly. “Well, aren't you going to answer?”

He suppressed a moan, as he opened his mouth, “Y-Yeah just give me a min-” He stopped mid sentence to let out a gasp and grip onto the sheets tightly, his eyes widening when you dipped down to wrap your lips on his tip.

“O…kay? I’ll just tell everyone to go to lunch?” Matt’s voice spoke as you pulled your mouth away, looking up at Trey. “Mmhmm.”

You heard the footsteps leave the hallway as Trey let out a groan. His hips rutted against your hand as your pace quickened. His breathing quickened as his stomach tightened under your touch, “I’m gonna-” You cut him off by pulling your hand away and he let out a cry. “Please, I can’t keep doing this.” He begged you, his eyes filling with tears as he whimpered and whined.

You laughed to yourself at the sight of him. His face was flushed and the sweat was soaking the pillow underneath him. “Fine,” You said before leaning down and wrapping your lips around his furiously red tip. You took him in, feeling his length hit the back of your throat as you swirl your tongue around.

He bucked his hips into your mouth, “G-Gonna fucking cum. S-So close,” He said, his stomach tightening as his toes curled. You moaned against his cock, sending vibrations as you felt his tip twitch in your mouth. You felt the liquid shoot to the back of your throat as you swallowed it down, your throat tightening around his cock causing him to let out more moans. He practically sunk into the bedding as you pulled your mouth away with a pop!

A string of a combination of cum and saliva hung from your lips to the tip as you looked up at him. His chest rose and sunk in quickly with his fingers digging into the mattress. You grabbed the back of his cock in your hand and started pumping him in your hand.

He winced from your touch, trying to pull your hand away and you shook your head. “No. I wanna see you cum again. I want to watch you.” You told him, the grip getting tighter as you watched his eye tighten. He moved his hips against your hand, whimpering from your touch. “I want you. To remember I’m the only one who makes you feel this way.” You whispered.

He nodded in response, his pink lips parted as he looked down at your hand. “I’m close,” He barely let out a whisper, his voice catching in his throat. You smirked to yourself and leaned down, placing a kiss on his lips. “Come on baby,” You murmured against his lips before looking down at the cock between the two of you.

You watched him squirm under your touch before he spilled out onto your hand, not as much as the first time but it was enough to run off your hand onto the sheets between his legs. You pulled your hand away and licked it clean, along with the liquid that dripped down his length. You leaned down and kissed him gently, his breathing starting to slow as you did so. “Now get dressed and get back on set,” You whispered to him before getting up and putting your clothes on. You walked out of the room, shutting the door behind you before seeing Angela standing at the end of the hallway, probably waiting on Trey. You smirked to yourself before giving her a wave and walking back to the set. You were right, you really had nothing to worry about.

#this took me a while #almost gave up at one point #and it feels rushed? idk #but i hope y'all enjoy it #trey parker #trey parker x reader

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