blackheartsclub

[blackheartsclub]

Smoking || Lex Miller

You and Lex smoke together ;)

warnings: smut, female reader, praise, slight degrading, smoking, sub reader, slightly dom lex, unprotected sex

word count: 2,3k

author´s note: I remembered deadly class existed and had to write this lol, enjoy! Keep in mind english isn´t my first language, so if there´s any mistakes just ignore them, thanks! :)

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“Y/n, wake up! We’re going to be late for class!” your roommate Petra shouted while desperately trying to get her leg into her black tights.

   You groaned and blinked your eyes against the bright light in the ceiling.

   “Jesus, what time is it?” you asked and tried to find your watch on your nightstand with your hand, while closing your eyes again.

   “Class is in 10 minutes!” Petra said while rushing by to the bathroom to get some eyeliner on.

   “HUH?” you jumped from your bed and ran after her into the bathroom.

   “Move, I need to brush my teeth,” you pushed Petra to the side, and she sighed while making room for you in front of the small mirror.

   After you both had made yourselves presentable enough, you hurried out of your dorm to get to class on time. On the way there you almost made one of your friends, Billy, fall on his face in the hallway.

   “Hey!” he shouted.

   “Come on Billy, we’re going to be late!” you shouted back at him.

   “Oh shit,” you heard him say and then heard his hurried steps behind you.

   Thankfully you all made it, including your other friends: Marcus and Lex. Billy slid down in the seat next to Petra before you could like always; he had this big crush on her, it was ridiculous. You sighed and looked around to find another seat, and spotted Lex smirking at you. Like always, you involuntarily blushed.

Okay, I may have a small crush on Lex. I mean come on; he’s really cute. It’s not like I run after him like a dog, like Billy does with Petra, but I can’t help I like to look at him from a distance… Omg I sound like a creep. Anyways, he’s fine, okay??

   “You wanna sit with me, y/n?” Lex patted the chair next to him and winked at you.

   Omg, he winked at me.

   “Yeah, sure!” you smiled and sat down.

   “Hey, what about me?!” Marcus exclaimed.

   “Oh, come on mate, sit next to Saya or something,” Lex nodded to the front where said person was sitting.

   “Shut up,” Marcus muttered. Saya was a sensitive topic.

   Their professor started the lesson and everyone quieted down. You took your notebook and pen from your bag and started writing notes. Chemistry was the hardest subject for you, so you had to make sure you wrote everything down.

   “Hey, y/n?” Lex hissed.

   “Yeah?” you whispered back.

   “There’s a party at the Soto Vatos’ tomorrow, wanna go?” he asked and raised his eyebrows.

   “Uh, you sure we’re welcome?” you asked thoughtfully.

   “Yeah, certainly. You know Maria likes us.”

   “Mhm, okay if you say so. I’m in!”

   “Great!” Lex raised his hand and made a fist for you to bump. This hand had a tattoo on his knuckles that said “Tits” while the other had “Up.”

   You fist bumped him and smiled, thinking that a party may actually be fun.

   After classes were done for the day, all of you went up to the roof for a smoke. Well, the others smoked, and you kept them company.

   “What are you wearing tomorrow, y/n?” Petra asked while taking a puff from her cigarette.

   “Oh, I don’t know, the usual?”

   “What?? No, we’re gonna dress up.”

   “You mean like a dress?” you asked horrified.

   “Yes, a dress stupid. Come on, you´ll look hot,” Petra smirked.

   “I would love to see you in a dress, y/n,” Lex said and blinked at you.

   “Oh, uh…” you stuttered.

   “Ooooh, looks like y/n is a bit flustered,” Billy teased.

   “Oh my god, shut up!” you shoved his arm.

   “So, excited for the party?” Lex said and sat down next to you, where you were currently sitting dangling your legs off the edge of the roof.

   “Yeah, I think so. I’m also weirdly nervous?” you said and turned to him.

   “Oh, don’t be. We’ll have fun,” Lex said and blew out a cloud of smoke.

   You watched his slightly pink lips close around the cigarette again, the action weirdly intimate, and your lips parted at the sight. Lex met your eyes and held them while he formed an “O” with his mouth and blew out some smoke again.

Shit, he looks so hot right now.

   “Say y/n, have you ever tried smoking?” Lex said and raised his eyebrows.

   “No, I haven’t.”

   “Come here.”

   You looked at him questioningly.

   “Turn around so you´re facing me,” Lex said.

   You turned so you were facing Lex; you were now sitting with your back against the edge. It was scary that one wrong move could make you fall to a quick death, but at the same time strangely exciting.

   “All right love, here, try gently sucking on it,” he handed you the cigarette.

   Oh my god, I love his accent when he calls me love.

   It was something oddly intimate about putting your lips in the same spot his were seconds ago, and the thought made your cheeks heat.

   You took the cigarette from him and carefully inhaled the smoke. That turned out to be a big mistake, since you started coughing violently right away. Your intense movements made you move dangerously close to the edge, and Lex grabbed your thighs so you wouldn´t fall.

   “Whoa, easy love. Wouldn´t want you to fall,” he chuckled.

   You glared at him, but your thoughts were anything else than annoyed. His hands on your thighs made your skin burn in a good way, and the best thing was he didn´t move them away. He kept them there as he took the cigarette back from you.

   “Okay, let´s try this: I´ll smoke the cigarette and blow the smoke into your mouth, that way it doesn´t go in your throat right away. That cool?”

   Omg yes, it’s more than okay.

   “Yeah, that´s fine,” you swallowed.

   Lex took a puff from the cigarette again and grabbed your face with one hand. You opened your lips slightly so that he could blow the smoke into your mouth. While he did, his lips brushed yours for a second, and you almost felt your heart jump out of your chest.

Lex stared at you while you gently blew the smoke into a cloud. His eyes seemed to darken with something that resembled lust. Your stomach jumped at the sight.

   “Y/n?”

   “Mhm?”

   “I’m gonna kiss you now, that okay?” he breathed.

   “Yes, please.”

   He leaned in and gently put his lips on yours. The kiss started off sweet and slow. His lips were incredibly soft, and you melted into the kiss. You felt his hands snake around your waist and pull you against him. Suddenly, he deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue between your lips, and a small whimper escaped you. That made his grip firmer on your waist, and he pushed himself between your legs. You felt his excitement pressing against you, and you grinded against him without thinking.

   “Fuck, love, don’t do that,” he pulled away and said through gritted teeth.

   “Or what?” you asked and batted your eyelashes at him.

   He leaned in against your ear and whispered: “Or I’ll take you right here in front of everyone.”

   His hot breath on your neck made goosebumps appear on your skin, and you gulped.

   He winked and pulled your head against him again, hungrily kissing you. You tangled your fingers in his spiked hair and pulled, making him deepen the kiss further. Your tongue gliding against his felt amazing. Now he was shamelessly grinding against your heat, making your panties dampen. You were practically vibrating with need, and let out a little too loud whimper. Your sound was apparently loud enough for the others to look over and see what was going on. A whistle from someone made you two jump apart.

   “Hey lovebirds, get a room!” Marcus shouted and you heard laughter from the others.

   You blushed and looked at Lex shyly. He grabbed your hand and pulled you down from the edge.

   “We will, fuckers!” he shouted and flipped them the bird while pulling you with him.

   “We will?” you asked while he hurriedly pulled you down the stairs.

   “Yeah, I need to fuck you, like now.”

   Oh. My. God.

   Lex pulled you into his dorm and slammed the door shut, and locked it while kicking off his shoes. You did the same and also threw your jacket on the floor. Lex gently pushed you onto his bed and crawled on top of you. He roughly grabbed your face and kissed you again, desperately, and you whined into his mouth. At this point you both were so impatient it was mostly teeth clashing against each other and your hot breaths blending.

   His hands started touching your every curve, and you felt him fumble with your jeans to get them open.

   “Fucking trousers,” he mumbled against your lips.

   You chuckled and pulled away to get them off yourself. While you took off your pants, Lex pulled his shirt over his head. You stared at his chest, needlingly drinking in the sight of him shirtless.

   “Like what you see, love?” he asked smugly.

   “Shut up,” you blushed.

   “I think it’s only fair you also take off your shirt, y/n.”

   “I don’t think-“

   “Take it off,” he ordered.

   You rubbed your thighs together at his commanding tone and did as he said.

   “Fuck, you´re so hot,” he breathed while looking you up and down.

   His gaze was burning your skin, and you felt slightly insecure with his wandering eyes all over you.

   “I wanna feel how wet you are for me, darling, that okay?” he rasped and climbed onto the bed again.

   “Mhm,” you whined.

   He slowly started leaving gentle kisses down your neck, while his fingers stroked the inside of your thighs. Your breath got caught in your throat and the anticipation of when he was going to touch you was unbearable. Finally, he gently rubbed you through your panties and you whimpered.

   “Oh, someone’s needy, do you want me to touch you, love?” he breathed in your ear.

   “Yes, please, Lex,” you answered.

   “Fuck, say my name again,” his hand slipped into your panties, and you felt him dip his fingers in your wetness.

   “Lex!” you moaned and arched into his hand.

   “Fuck, good girl, you´re so wet for me,” he said, his voice shaking slightly.

   He started circling your wetness around your clit slowly, making you beg for more. It felt so freaking good.

   “Please, Lex,” you whimpered.

   “You want more y/n, hm?”

   “Fuck, yes,” you grinded against his hand.

   Lex slowly pushed a finger into you, making you moan.

   “Oh, fuck, love. I can’t wait to be inside you,” he said and slipped another finger into you and started moving them in a delicate pace.

   You felt your stomach turn into a knot, and knew you were close already.

   “Lex, I-“ you whined when he hit the right spot inside you.

   “I know love, you can come soon, okay? I need to taste you first.”

   You were about to ask what he was doing when he suddenly ripped your panties from your legs, making you gasp.

   “Spread your legs, y/n. That´s it,” he scurried down and started gently sucking on your clit, and at the same time moved his fingers in the perfect pace.

   “Oh my god, Lex,” you moaned and felt the knot in your stomach snap.

   You came hard, moaning his name and arching into his mouth while doing so. He continued moving his fingers until you rode out your orgasm.

   “Fucking delicious,” Lex licked his fingers, and you blushed.

   “Wanna fuck me now?” you asked.

   “Fuck, yes. I´m so hard right now it hurts,” he undid his pants and you were met by the sight of him, fully hard, pressed against his stomach.

   “Oh fuck,” you said.

   “Turn around for me love, arch your back for me y/n,” he rasped.

   You did as he asked, and then felt him unclip your bra and throw it away somewhere. He then grabbed your waist and pulled you against him. He slowly rubbed his cock against your entrance, making you whimper.

   “I know love, do you want me inside you?”

   “Y-yes,” you stuttered, blinded by lust.

   “Beg for my cock, y/n.”

   You moaned in response.

   “Please fuck me Lex, oh please. I need your cock inside me. I’m so ready for you,” you rubbed yourself up and down his shaft.

   “Oh, that’s it, love. Fuck,” he slowly pushed himself into you, making you claw at the mattress.

   Fuck, he stretched you so good. It stinged slightly, but in a good freaking way. You let out small whimpers as he worked himself into you, hearing him groan when he went all the way in.

   “You okay, love?”

   “Yeah,” you whined.

   “That´s my good girl, fuuuck you feel so good,” Lex said and started pumping in and out of you slowly.

   “Fuck, Lex, oh my god,” you moaned.

   He started snapping his hips faster into yours, and you felt your legs shake because of how good it felt.

   “Lex, I´m gonna come again, fuck!”

   “That´s it love, come for me again. Such a good little slut for me, hm? You want my cum inside you?”

   He fucked you so hard by now his skin was slapping loudly against yours.

   “Fuck, yes, please, Lex. Please come inside me,” you whined.

   “Oh fuck, I love when you beg like that. Fuck, good girl. Come for me baby, that’s it come around my cock.”

   You moaned his name and felt yourself shake around him while you came. You came so hard you saw stars, and it felt even better when you felt him spill inside you. He groaned your name and snapped his hips hard into yours one more time before collapsing beside you.

   “Fuck y/n, that was amazing.”

   “Yeah, it was,” you blushed.

   “You look so beautiful when you come, love.”

   “Omg Lex, shut up!”

   “Wanna do it again?”

   “Lex!”

[blackheartsclub]

Working out || Xaden Riorson

You and Xaden hate each other... Or do you?

warnings: smut, reader has a female body, praise, dom Xaden, sub reader

word count: 2,6k

authour's note: ok sooo I loved fourth wing so I just had to write this... anyways enjoy

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   The sky was blue for the first time in two weeks, and you decided to take a walk to clear your head. Threshing was finally over, and you had bonded a red scorpion tail rather quickly.  She was probably away hunting sheep or something at the moment, since she had cut you out mentally.

   The parapet was slightly visible in the distance. You had been on it several times after making it over the first time, (stupid, I know), but there was just something so peaceful about being there. Not to mention that it was one of the few places you could be alone. You liked your friends of course, but sometimes you wanted to be alone with your thoughts.

   You stepped onto the narrow stone overpass in front of you and immediately felt your body relax. Even though it was fairly good weather today, there were always some fog around the parapet. Which explains why you didn’t see the 6 foot huge man sitting in the middle of it until you were standing directly in front of him.

   Xaden Riorson.

   “What the hell are you doing here?” you asked and glared at his profile.

   He slowly turned his head towards you and fixated his onyx-colored eyes on yours.

   “Well, y/l/n, I could ask you the same thing,” he muttered and cocked his head to the side.

   “Ugh, just leave,” you pointed behind you demonstratively.

   “Is that the way you should talk to your wingleader, Little One?” he stood up.

   Ugh, you hated that nickname.

   “Riorson, please just leave me alone for once,” you muttered, not in the mood today for his teasing.

   “Alright, alright,” he threw his hands up and stepped towards you.

   You stared up at him, he was so freaking tall it was scary.

   “Move, Little One,” he said quietly and gently moved you by your waist so he could pass.

   “Don’t touch me, asshole,” you muttered, ignoring the butterflies in your stomach.

   You were just met with a laugh as he walked away, leaving you alone on the parapet.

   Xaden was your wingleader, and an annoying one at that. He loved to tease you for some reason, and you hated it. The nickname “Little One” came from when he had helped you up onto your dragon the second time you were riding. Now he saw you as tiny because of that, but on the other hand everyone must seem small to him.

   There was some tiny piece of you that liked talking to Xaden… and looking at him. But come on who could blame you?? The man was gorgeous, no doubt. Everyone basically swooned when they saw him, and that didn’t make you jealous… Not at all…

When evening came, everyone assembled to eat dinner. You sat down with your two friends and started talking about the day.

   “So, you disappeared for a while today y/n, where did you go?” Autumn asked.

   “Yeah, we looked for you,” Ian said.

   “Oh, I just needed to study some more,” you said.

   “You always say that,” Ian looked meaningly at you.

   Before you could answer there was something else that stole your attention.

   Xaden and his friends just walked in, and you couldn’t help that you stared. He looked so damn good when he had casual fits on, gosh.

   “You’re staring,” Autumn nudged you with her elbow.

   “I am not,” you shot back and quickly looked down to avoid eye contact.

   “Whatever you say,” she snickered.

   You couldn’t stop yourself from looking up again and was met by onyx eyes staring right into yours. Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt your cheeks heat. Shit.

   Xaden smirked at you, freaking winked and then looked away.

   “Are you blushing, y/n?” Ian blurted out.

   “SHUT UP!”

   The next morning started with sparring with the other first years. Occasionally you could fight someone from the second year. Imogen looked suspiciously happy today, which could mean she was fighting you…

   “Alright everyone, first pair for today is Simone Casteneda and Jace Sutherland,” Professor Emetterio calls.

   You try to focus on the fighting but it’s hard when the hottest brunette ever is staring at you. Like, really staring. Xaden hadn’t taken his eyes of you since you came in the room. He’s standing beside Imogen with his arms crossed and jaw locked, his gaze fixated on you. That can’t be good.

   When the fight is over and Simone wins by taking Jace in a headlock, Xaden walks over to the professor and whispers something.

   “Uhm okay, next pair is y/n y/l/n and Xaden Riorson,” Emetterio says.

   What the hell?

   “What?” Autumn whispers from beside you.

   “Whatever, I’ll try,” you mutter back and step onto the mat.

   You check so that you have your knifes strapped on where they’re supposed to be and look up at Xaden.

   “Hey, Little One,” he says.

   “Riorson,” you nod.

   “I’ll be a bit fair with you, okay? I took away my weapons. But it doesn’t matter anyways ‘cause I’ll still win,” he smirks.

   You feel the anger build in your chest.

   “You think I’m no match for you? Huh?” you snap.

   You leap forward, grabbing a knife from your thigh and aiming for his stomach. Xaden grabs your arm and quickly disarms you, making the knife fly away on the floor.

   “You can’t let your feelings take over,” he says quietly, like he only wants you to hear it.

   You twist your arm from his grasp and step back, massaging the skin absent mindedly.  

   Xaden gestures for you to come at him again with two of his fingers, and you gulp.

   You try again. And again. And again. Finally, you only have one knife left strapped to your right thigh. You’re panting, and your hair has come undone slightly and little strands of it hangs in your eyes.

   “Come on, y/l/n. Try one more time,” Xaden mocks.

   You glare at him, but charge at him again. This time you try to go for his legs to make him loose his balance, but instead of him falling, you end up on your back with Xaden on top of you. You groan when your back hits the mat harder than you expected.

   “Ow,” you mutter.

   “Come on Little One, how can you take advantage of his situation, hm?” Xaden pins his arm against your throat, pressing slightly.

   You consider sticking out your tongue at him but then slowly realize what you could do. You have one knife left. Before he can react, you’ve slid the knife from your thigh and press it against his abdomen. It’s hard to hide the triumphant smirk on your lips.

   “Good, now you’re on the right track,” Xaden says and grabs the knife from you in one swift motion.

   You groan and try to get up. Fine, he won, whatever. The guy is like a damn giant, who thought you had a chance anyways?

   “y/n,” Xaden hiss.

   He never uses your first name, what…?

   “Don’t move like that, I’ll get up,” he says from gritted teeth.

   “Why? What’s wrong-“ and that’s when you feel it.

   Xaden is in a perfect position to… Oh. And he’s thinking it too.

   You move again and Xaden grabs your wrist.

   “No, stay fucking still,” he hisses again and stares at you.

   Oh, this is… fun.

   You move again and shit, you can really feel him against you.

   “y/n, I swear to the gods I’ll take you right here in front of everyone if you don’t stop.”

   Oh. My. God.

   “I uhm…” you stutter.

   Xaden just shakes his head at you and gets up, nods, and leaves the room.

   What the hell just happened??

   The next few days you don’t see Xaden at all, it almost seems like he’s avoiding you. But that can’t be it… right? You on the other hand has had your mind occupied by him every hour of the day. You can´t stop thinking about how close he was, how good he smelled, how he felt…

   Almost as if he can read your thoughts, Xaden appears in the gym where you´re currently training on your own. It´s 11 p.m., perfect for working out if you want to be alone. Well almost perfect apparently, since Xaden just walked in.

   You look up from where you´re standing doing squats with a bar.

   “Oh, it’s you,” you say and continue.

   “Hello to you too, Little One,” Xaden says and walks over to stand beside you.

   “Something you want?” you ask.

   “Nah, just wanted to work out,” he says and starts to take his shirt off.

   Oh fuck.

   He´s so perfectly built it´s unreal, and his rebellion relic looks stunning on top of that amazing body. Omg.

   “Did you hear what I said?” he asks.

   “Uh-huh,” you stare at him.

   “Little One,” he walks up to you and tilts your head up towards him by putting two fingers under your chin, “Eyes up here.”

   You stare at him, unable to answer. He has made you freaking speechless.

   Xaden softly strokes his thumb over your lower lip, making a small electric current run through your body. You part your lips slightly at the touch, which makes Xaden´s eyes fall on your mouth. When he looks up at you again there´s heat in his eyes.

   “Can I kiss you?” he asks in a low voice.

   “Please,” you breath.

   Xaden slowly moves closer, almost painfully slow, and you sigh when you finally meet his lips with yours. He kisses you slow, but hard, making you long for so much more. You put your hands in his hair, his extremely soft hair, and tug him closer. His hands slide from your cheeks, down your curves and rests on your hips. He tugs you against him, and you push your body flush against his. Your heart drums hard in your chest, and you feel how the room seems to turn warmer.

   Xaden pulls away for a second and just looks at you. You look back, in chock from what just happened.

   “I don´t think I´m going to be able to stop kissing you, Little One,” he says.

   “So don´t,” you almost whisper.

   “You sure?” he pulls you towards him again, and gathers your hair in his fist to tilt your head back.

   “Yes,” you breath against his lips.

   He kisses you again, this time hard, and deep. He pushes his tongue into your mouth, and you whimper into his at the feeling. That seems to have an impact on him because he pulls your hair back to be able to kiss you even deeper. His hands squeeze your waist as he backs you against a table. In a moment he has you on top of it and steps to stand between your legs. A little yelp escapes you when he presses against you, fully hard, and squeezes your thighs.

   “Feel that, Little One? That´s what you do to me,” he says and moves to kiss down your jawline.

   “Xaden…” you sigh and hold on to his hair for dear life as he nibbles and bites the skin on your neck.

   “Mhm,” he mumbles and starts sucking a spot just below your ear.

   “Oh… Xaden!” you whimper.

   “Fuck, Little One,” he says and steps back.

   “What?”

   “I don´t think I´m gonna be able to stop, you sure about this?” he says and licks his lips.

   “Yes, I’m sure, Xaden,” you look up at him.

   “Good. Shirt off. Now,” he orders.

   You involuntarily squeeze your thighs together at his tone, and keep eye contact with him as you slowly pull your shirt over your head and drop it on the floor.

   “Beautiful,” he breathes.

   “Pants too,” he says then.

   “Xaden…” you blush.

   “y/n, take off your pants right now so that I can touch you,” he growls.

   Fuck.

   You nod, quickly letting your pants fall to the floor as well.

   “Good girl.”

   He walks up to you and kisses you hard again, this time letting his hands gently move over your now naked thighs. You feel goosebumps appear where his fingers touch you, and heat pools in your belly. Xaden slowly strokes his fingers over your panties, making you whine. He moves down to kiss your neck again and gently adds pressure, stroking you in lazy circles. You breath harder, holding onto his shoulders. Oh gosh.

   “That feel good, hm?” Xaden murmurs.

   “Y-yes, more…” you whimper.

��  “Oh, someone’s needy,” he chuckles.

   “Shut up and- oh…” you whine when he pulls your panties to the side and continues stroking your now swollen clit.

   “And what?” Xaden breathes into your ear and slowly slides a finger into you.

   “F-fuck,” you moan.

   “Mm, you´re so wet, Little One,” he groans while adding another digit.

   “Xaden!” you moan, clutching his arm when he starts moving his fingers.

   “That´s right, say my name,” he murmurs.

   Xaden speeds up his fingers, and at the same time strokes your clit with his thumb. You see stars, it feels so good. It´s almost embarrassing how close you are already.

   “Xaden… I-, I´m gonna…” you whimper.

   “That´s right, come for me, Little One.”

   You cry out and dig your nails into his arms, coming on his fingers while letting out small moans.

  “Oh my god,” you pant.

   “You okay?” he asks.

   “Yeah,” you smile.

   “Alright good, ´cause I´m gonna fuck you now,” he unzips his pants.

   “Oh, fuck, okay,” you lick your lips when you see how huge he really is.

   “You scared?” he smirks.

   “Never,” you say back.

   He grabs your hips and pulls you towards him, making you whine when you feel him rub against you. He looks at you and you nod, telling him it´s okay. Then he slowly sinks into you, and you hiss in pain when he´s all the way in.

   “Oh fuck, Little One, you’re so warm,” his voice shakes.

   You whine when he starts moving.

   “You´re doing so good, y/n. You can take it. That´s it. Good girl,” he praises, while increasing the movement of his hips.

   Soon the pain has turned into pleasure, and you hold onto his back for dear life while he feverishly drives into you. You can feel him so freaking deep inside you, it feels amazing.

   Suddenly in the middle of it all, you both stop and listen. Footsteps. Someone´s coming.

   “Oh shit,” Xaden grabs you of the table and quickly carries you into the nearest room with a door, which happens to be a cleaning scrub.

   He sets you down and then manages to get your clothes inside as well just before the room to the gym opens.

   You both stare at each other, not making a single noise. Shit.

   Someone´s walking around out there, probably searching for who was in the gym this late.

   You look at Xaden and sees he has a devilish grin on his face.

   “What?”

   But he just smirks and lifts you up, pushes you against the wall and fills you up again.

   “Fu-,” Xaden slams a hand over your mouth.

   “Shhh, Little One,” he hushes and drives into you harder.

   You feel your second orgasm building, and you grip onto Xaden to tell him.

   “I know, y/n. That´s it. Come on my cock,” he whispers, making you come undone.

   You can´t stop yourself from moaning out loud, and Xaden presses his hand hard against your mouth to stifle your sounds. A few seconds later you feel him spill inside of you while he groans in your ear.

   You rest your foreheads against each other, panting, sweating and smiling.

   You sniff the air feel a whiff of… smoke? You look to the left and see a black spot on the floor where you could´ve sworn there had been a wooden stool.

   “Was that…?” you start.

   “Yup, guess we know what your signet is now,” Xaden says and laughs.

[blackheartsclub]

Studying || Charlie Walker

Charlie needs help studying and it escalates…

warnings: smut, reader has a female body, praise, slight degrading, dom Charlie, sub reader

word count: 1,8k

author’s note: okay so this is just smut right away… but anyways enjoy

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“Hey Charlie!” you shouted as you entered your best friend’s house.

“Hey y/n! I’m up here!” his voice came from upstairs.

You ran up the stairs and found him at his desk; it looked like he was doing his homework.

“Do you need help?” you asked when you saw his furrowed eyebrows.

“Yes, please. Math is so hard,” he groaned.

“Alright, do you have another chair?” you looked around his room.

“No, but you can come sit in my lap,” he patted his legs.

“Uh, okay,” your cheeks felt warm all of a sudden.

You carefully climbed into his lap, and started reading the problem he was trying to solve. His breath on your neck made goosebumps appear, and your felt your heart drum loudly in your chest.

Charlie had some music playing in the background, and you started humming and moving to the music as you read the question. Suddenly, you felt him shift under you.

“Oh fuck, just like that,” his hand grasped your waist and you felt him rest his head on your shoulder.

“Charlie? What?” you stopped moving, feeling a bit flustered and confused, and then you felt it.

“Don’t stop moving,” Charlie groaned into your ear.

Oh. My. God.

“C-Charlie,” you whimpered quietly because of the feeling of his clothed boner repeatedly stroking against your heat.

“Oh f-fuck y/n,” he groaned and helped you move your hips.

You gasped when you felt his lips ghost over your neck. His soft lips started leaving gentle kisses down to your collarbones, while his hands held a firm grip on your waist.

“Stand up, baby,” Charlie whispered right by your ear, making you shudder.

“Okay,” you stood up.

He smirked, and then pulled you down into his lap again, this time so that you were straddling him.

“Can I kiss you?” he breathed against your lips.

“Y-yes.”

He cupped your face and pulled you even closer to him gently, only to smash his lips on yours. The kiss was deep right away, his tongue gliding against yours. He tasted so freaking good, it made you whine into his mouth. That made him buck his hips up and dig his fingers into your waist.

“Fuck,” you mumbled against his lips as you clung onto his shoulders.

The kiss was so aggressive now it was mostly teeth clashing against each other, but you were too hot and bothered to care.

“Y/n?” he pulled away to ask.

“Yes, Charlie?”

“Are you okay?”

“Of course, are you?” you felt your cheeks get warm.

“I’m perfect,” he smiled and squeezed your waist.

After making out for like 15 minutes, your lips were extremely swollen and it was almost impossible to kiss him back. But at the same time your body was on fire and you never wanted to stop. The ache between your legs was almost painful by now, and you desperately wanted him to touch you. When he once again bucked his hips, you couldn’t help that you moaned his name.

”What was that?” Charlie pulled away.

“Nothing,” you turned red.

“Did you just moan my name?” he breathed.

“Mhm.”

“Oh fuck,” he groaned and moved his hips again, making you let out small moans again.

”C-Charlie, touch me,” you whined.

“You want me to touch you, y/n? Hm? Show me where.”

“Stop it, you know where,” you grind your hips again, making him take a sharp breath.

“Tell me where,” he said while unbuttoning his shirt and letting it fall to the floor.

“I-, uh…” you stared at his toned chest, completely losing the ability to speak.

“Y/n,” he tilted your head up to meet his eyes, “can I take your shirt off?”

“Uh, yeah.”

He smirked at your flustered state, and pulled your shirt over your head.

“You’re so beautiful,” he mumbled and gently pulled you closer by placing a hand on the small of your back.

Before you could react, he had unclipped your bra behind your back. He breathed heavily by your ear and let it fall to the floor. The feeling of your chest flush against his made you whimper and press yourself against him.

“Y/n? I really wanna touch you now,” he breathed by your ear.

“F-fuck, really?”

“Y-yes,” his voice was shaking with lust, “I wanna feel how wet you are for me, baby.”

”P-please, Charlie, touch me.”

He bit his lip and then slowly slid his hand between your thighs, under your skirt, while the other held your waist. You inhaled sharply as he gently started stroking you through your panties.

“Does that feel good, hm?” he mumbled and pressed down a bit harder.

“Mhm,” was all you could answer.

”Is this okay?” he was stroking the skin just above the hem of your panties, wanting to put his hand in them.

“Y-yes.”

“Good.”

He slowly, painfully slowly, slid his hand into your panties. Both of you inhaled sharp breaths as he felt your wetness.

“Aw, baby, all this because of me? So needy, aren’t you?” he purred and gently stroked your clit.

“Mhm, all for you,” you half moaned, half whimpered.

“That’s a good girl. Are you gonna be good? Yeah?,” you nodded, “good, now be a good girl and cum when I tell you to, okay?” his voice was thick with lust.

”Y-yes, Charlie.”

He smirked at your obedience and sped up his pace on your clit with his thumb, while he slid a finger into you. A broken moan escaped you and you dug your nails into his arm.

“Aw, baby, you’re so ready for my fingers, so wet for me,” he praised and pushed another digit into you, and then moved them in a delicate pace.

“C-Charlie.”

“Yes, baby? You’re doing so good for me. Does my fingers feel good?”

You nodded desperately, already feeling the orgasm building. Charlie must have felt you clench around his fingers, because he knew right away.

“Aw, baby, already coming for me? Such a good little slut for me, aren’t you? Yes, that’s it baby, come on my fingers,” he sped up his pace, making you moan and leave marks on his arm from how hard you were pressing your nails into it.

”C-Charlie,” you moaned loudly when your orgasm snapped, and your legs started shaking.

Charlie helped you ride out your orgasm and held you steady by pressing down on your thigh. You clung onto him for dear life, moaning and whimpering as you fell apart on his fingers.

”Fuck,” you breathed when you came down from your high.

“You look so pretty when you cum,” Charlie said as he carefully took his fingers out of you, making you whine.

“Charlie!” your cheeks got even more red than they already were.

“I kinda wanna see it again,” he said quietly and squeezed your thighs making you jump.

“Do you want to take your panties off for me? Yeah?” he purred.

”Mhm,” you carefully stood up, and Charlie had to hold your waist to steady your shaking legs.

“Sit down on the bed, okay baby?” he said softly, while he also got up.

You nodded and sat down, clenching your thighs when you saw he was unbuttoning his pants.

“Y/n, panties off, now,” he ordered.

You bit your lip, feeling extremely flustered, but nodded and obeyed him.

“Aw look at you, darling, being such an obedient girl for me. Aren’t you? Hm?” he praised and stepped out of his pants.

“Mhm, yes Charlie,” you whispered and dropped your panties on the floor, now being left in only your skirt.

You couldn’t help that you stared at Charlie’s boxers, which was looking extremely tight at the moment. It looked almost painful because of how hard he was. He met your eyes, and a smirk played on his lips when he saw your needy eyes.

“You want my cock, huh? You want me inside of you?” he walked closer and made you look at him by grabbing your chin.

“Mhm,” you looked into his blue eyes.

“Beg for it,” he took a step back and removed his boxers as well.

You inhaled when you saw him fully exposed, rock hard pressing against his stomach with pre cum leaking at the top.

“Please, Charlie,” you whined and rubbed your thighs together.

“Harder,” he suddenly grabbed you and pushed you down on the bed, only to hover over you and fucking rip your skirt off your body.

“C-Charlie please, I-, please fuck me,” you whimpered when you felt him against your thigh.

“That’s it baby, such a good girl, begging for my cock, huh? Come on, beg for it one more time, you’re so good for me,” he praised and rubbed against your heat, making you squeak.

“Please fuck me, Charlie. Fuck please. I need you,” your voice shook.

“Such a good little slut, you’re making me sooo hard when you’re begging for it,” he groaned and then without warning pushed himself into you.

You moaned and dug your nails into his shoulders, feeling him going so freaking deep right away. Small groans escaped him into your ear as he slowly pumped into you.

“Are you okay?” he asked and kissed you softly on your forehead.

“Y-yes.”

“Good. Baby, you’re doing so good. Taking me so well. Can I go harder?” he breathed.

You nodded desperately.

His hips snapped hard into yours and a high pitched moan escaped you. You almost clawed on his back while he feverishly drove hard into you, making you see stars. It felt like he was made just for you. The feeling of his cock inside of you was so fucking delicious.

“Fuck, Charlie!” you whined.

“I know baby, I know,” he said softly.

His fingers dug hard into your hips, and at the same time he leaned down to your neck, biting the skin gently. It was all so fucking much, so much pain but also so much pleasure. He was so fucking rough with his hips.

Tears started rolling down your cheeks, making black streaks from your mascara appear.

“Aw y/n, are you okay? You’re doing so good, taking my cock so well. Such a good slut for me. Come on, baby. You can take a little more, can’t you?” he praised.

You nodded desperately, feeling the knot in your stomach about to snap once more.

“Good girl,” he groaned.

Shortly after that, you couldn’t take it anymore and came, hard, almost screaming his name and squeezing his cock with your walls.

“F-fuck y/n!” Charlie whimpered and then you felt his hot release into you.

You both whimpered and moaned each other’s names as you rode out your orgasms. Your head felt almost dizzy from how intense your orgasm had been.

Charlie collapsed on top of you, breathing hard.

“Oh fuck,” he sighed and rolled to lay next to you.

“Shit,” you whispered.

“Hey, y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“Round 2?”

“Charlie!”