Act Naturally 4
Summary: Lucy and Cooper do the dirty deed. That's about it.
Pairings: Pre-war Cooper Howard x Lucy Maclean
Warnings: Not much? Smut is had. Cooper gets a lil rough. Lucy is insatiable
Masterlist
Cooper follows Lucy to their bedroom, a fond smirk playing on his lips when he spots the blush painting on the apples of her cheeks. He closes the distance between them, one hand cradling the side of her face while his other rests on her hip. He starts slow, a gentle push and pull of their lips before he opens his mouth and swipes his tongue over her lips.
Lucy opens up for him, and he sweeps his tongue into her mouth, curling around her own for but a moment before he pulls away to gently nip her bottom lip. His wife sighs in pleasure, and Cooper smirks as he kisses her again, sliding forward to press his thigh between the apex of her legs. His hand smooths up and into her hair, and Coop tangles his fingers in the dark locks.
"Sh-shouldn't we get undressed?" Lucy rasps, and Cooper snickers at her Impatient nature. He raises a hand to grab the zipper to her vault suit and pulls it down, exposing the white tank top she wears under it. He releases her hair so that he can use both hands to slip her arms out of the sleeves and pull the suit down to her hips. She tugs her tank top off and lets it fall to the floor, joining the rest of her clothing.
Before he goes any further, Cooper kneels in front of Lucy and unlaces her boots, tugging each one off and setting it to the side. He trails his hands up her legs, squeezing her thighs and ass before he hooks his thumbs into the waist band of her suit and pulls it down, and Lucy helps him by stepping out it so that he can toss the jumpsuit over his shoulder.
Cooper stays where he is, admiring the pale expanse of Lucy’s thighs before he leans in to press hot kisses up and down them. She trembles in his hold, and he smirks when one of her hands lays across his hair, her fingers digging lightly into his scalp. His hands cup her ass, and he slips his fingertips under the elastic of her panties.
"Whatcha want, Darlin'," Cooper teases and leans in to press a lingering kiss to her covered mound, "I ain't a mind reader."
Lucy blushes, head tilting back to stare at the ceiling before she looks back down at her husband, licking her lips, "Will you use your mouth on me, Cooper?"
He grins, and kisses her panties, cock twitching in his vault suit when he notices the growing wet spot on her panties, "Thought you'd never ask, sweetheart."
Cooper slides a finger along the elastic of her underwear, over her hip and down to the apex of her thighs where he pulls the band and lets it go to snap against her skin. Lucy jumps and sends him a soft glare even as pleasure pools in her core. He whispers an apology and then pulls her panties to the side to expose his wife's beautiful pussy.
Lucy groans, legs falling open when Cooper opens his mouth and slides his tongue along her folds. He probes forward, his tongue hot and perfect, and Lucy’s fingers tighten in his hair when he leans forward to wrap his lips around her throbbing clit.
Cooper eats his wife like a man starved, and when he pulls away to stare up at her, his face is covered in a mix of spit and her essence. He licks his lips, and kisses her quivering cunt, "Mhm. Better than ice cream and apple pie."
The young woman's face burns at his words, his name falling from her lips in an embarrassed squeak. Cooper huffs and takes pity on Lucy, bowing his head to go back to his job of pleasing his wife.
He tugs her panties down her thighs after a moment and takes the time to admire just how soaked the fabric was before he tosses them over his shoulder. Cooper nudges her shaking legs open and rubs his fingers along her folds, sticking then plenty before he gently prods at her entrance.
Lucy's eyes clench when her husband eases the first finger inside, but she doesn't feel any pain, only the burning hot arousal that threatens to consume her. One hand grips his hair, and the other lands on his shoulder, nails biting into his scalp as heat builds and builds. A ragged moan works its way out when Cooper adds another finger, and her eyes roll back when his pace quickens.
The ex-actor watches the way Lucy reacts, changing his pace or the way his fingers are crooked when he does something that makes her jerk and sigh. He wants to know everything about his wife, especially how to please her.
"Coop," Lucy whines and opens her eyes to stare down at her husband. She looks desperate, big eyes shiny with unshed tears while her thighs tremble and twitch, "I wanna come on your cock."
Cooper almost choked at her filthy words, but who is he to deny his woman? He eases his fingers out and then sucks them into his mouth before he stands. Before he can unzip his suit, Lucy's fingers find the zipper and tug it all the way down, hands shoving at the material to get it off as quickly as she could. He helped her by stepping out of his suit and kicking it to the side, before he reached for her again.
His hands landed on her hips, and Cooper walked her back to the bed where Lucy fell backward. She stared up at him, face painted in a blush and chest heaving. Cooper seals his lips around one peaked nipple, nipping and laving his tongue against the bud.
Lucy's legs fall open, and he rests been them, groaning when his aching cock met the apex of her thighs. Lucy chants his name like a prayer, hiking her legs up and over Cooper’s hips to wrap her legs around his waist. He grunts when the head of his cock slides through her folds, catches her entrance, and sinks in halfway.
"Fuck, Lucy," He snarls and and clutches her hips hard enough to bruise. She grins up at him, teeth bared and eyes blazing with lust, and Cooper doesn't think he's ever seen his wife so attractive.
"Fuck me, Cooper," she demands, and urges him forward with her legs, making him sink another half-inch inside her blazing cunt.
"Heh. You asked for it, Sugar," Cooper rumbles and snaps his hips forward, bottoming out, hips meeting hers and the tip of his cock meeting resistance. Lucy howls under him, hands scratching his back and her legs squeezing his hips tightly.
His pace is rough, brutal, and probably too fast for it to be Lucy's first time, but his wife seems to like it, and Cooper definitely isn't about to stop. He shuffles forward, getting into a better position, and bends Lucy's leg up, grinning when she folds in half and her knees meet the pillow she lies on.
"Didn't realize you were so flexible, baby," Cooper pants and slides one hand down her inner thigh, his thumb playing with her puffy folds that are stretched around his cock. Lucy whines under him, legs and stomach flexing as she looks for that peak. He helps her find it in the next second, his thumb sliding up to press harshly against her clit.
The pressure is enough to send his wife over the edge, and Cooper snarls a curse when she tightens around him, sucking him in even deeper. His hips jerk, his balls tighten, and Cooper comes with a hiss of Lucy's name, bowing forward to press his face against the side of hers as he fills her up.
Lucy's drops her legs and wraps them around his waist, and Cooper cocks a brow at her when he pushes himself up. He bares his teeth when she tightens her muscles, and his dick twitches inside her stuffed cunt. A grin curls his lips when it becomes obvious that Lucy isn't about to let him go.
"Gonna wear an old man out, girl," Cooper rumbled and dipped to kiss her. He feels her smile against his lips.
"Good."
59 notes
·
View notes