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Hello dear! I hope you are doing great 🥰

I'm not exactly sure if your request are open, so I'll just leave this here, and if they're closed, please ignore it. (Also your writing style is like, perfect?)

So, William takes fem!reader to a hotel for their first time, and reader is super nervous and shy, but William soothes her nervousness away and they have soft/intimate sex. Super fluffy please😌

Pairings; William James Moriarty (MTP) x fem!reader Genre; NSFW, fluff

Prompt; ❛❛I said I’d take care of you, no?❞ Warnings; panic attacks, implied separation anxiety, unedited

Desc; IN WHICH your first time away from the comfort of home goes awry, but William seems to know how to chase away your worries.

A/N; Hello, my lovely! I tried to do this the best I could, also dw, my requests are always open. Thank you sm for the compliments, I’m honestly not the greatest at writing smut - anyways, I hope you’re doing amazing - have a great day/night! 💌

“Are you feeling more comfortable now, darling?” Crimson, red irises studied down at your glazed expression, his eyes gradually softened upon every passing second. Time felt like it had frozen as he lent down, his lips hovered just above your own before capturing them delicately.

A swarm of butterflies fluttered overwhelmingly in your stomach - with warm cheeks and a pounding heart, you barely managed a subtle nod. William James Moriarty knew damn well what he was doing and you were going to let him.

Ba-dump!

Ba-dump!

Ba-dump!

How did you end up in this situation?

“-infiltration shall prove difficult since he lives so far out, but (y/n) should be able to take the documents then depose of him during the party..”

You stopped listening after that.

A steaming cup of earl gray glared up at you as you lowered your gaze, steam wafered around your facial features the closer you peered down. “(y/n)? You look quite pale, do you wish to rest?” Quickly snapping back from your dazed state, you shook your head.

“I’m fine, Louis.”

You weren’t.

How could you possibly be fine when you knew you would be leaving for such a long time period? An entire month, alone and living in some cheap hotel deep into the country side. The idea itself sent shivers down your spine, you couldn’t bear the thought of leaving the estate; it had become a place you held dear to your heart.

More so, the people. There would be no more late night champagne problems with Albert, no more bars with Moran, no more cooking feats with Louis, no more gardening with Fred and no more William.

You clenched your silk clad hands tightly, breathing in sharply, you attempted but ultimately failed to suck it up. For the sake of Will’s plan, your worries meant nothing compared to his goals, you felt embarrassed.

William vaguely side eyed you, he frowned at your tense posture, your hands were balled up into a fist. He knew exactly what was wrong, he had learnt all of your cues and what they meant long ago, Will wasn’t too fond of this plan either, he didn’t like how far away you’d be from him.

Gently clasping his left hand around your right fist, he tenderly circled your knuckles with his thumb, “Are you sure? You can retire to our bed chambers, I’ll update you on the plan later.” William lead your hand to his lips, pressing a light kiss to your knuckles.

You smiled wearily, how charming.

The plush mattress felt like an abyss as you sunk further into it, rolling onto your side, you pulled the swaddle of blankets to your chin. Tears welled up in your tear ducts, dripping down your cheeks and staining the expensive sheets - they didn’t look to be stopping anytime soon.

An unpacked suitcase lay abandoned in the corner of the room, hyperventilating hiccups escaped your throat as you pressed your face to a pillow. Your heart felt heavy in your chest.

“(y/n), my dear, are you…crying?” William questioned by the doorframe; you closed your eyes in hope of calming your panic attack, his tone was laced with empathy and that was where you understood that-

He already knew.

How could he not? Although he couldn’t catch sight of your face, it was tinted red from the sobbing fit, your voice fell silent and would most likely wobble if you tried to speak, so you didn’t.

Will sighed at your empty reply, “You don’t need to utter a single word if you don’t want to, tell me when you’re ready.” His footsteps sounded muffled as he walked to the messy bed and your sprawled body, sitting down on the side of the bed, he watched you bury your face in the covers even more.

Reaching out a hand, he brushed stray locks of hair/(stray braids, locks etc..) from your neck, his soft touch lingered for a few seconds prior to finally pulling away, “What’s the point if you already know?” After finally mustering some courage to speak, it came out croaky.

He hummed, “I wanted to hear it from you.” William’s statement was so genuine you almost broke broke down into tears again, shifting your body as you were facing him, you leant into his caress.

“I’m reluctant to leave, I don’t want to, I can’t.” His thumb swiped the wetness underneath your sore eyes, “Well, I believe you’ll be happy to know that I’m coming with you. I managed to swap around some details.” It took great convincing for the others to agree to his decision, but it was all worth it for you.

He charismatically smiled at your expression of disbelief, you blinked blankly into space before playfully slapping his arm, “Wipe that stupid grin off of your face, you could’ve started with that!-“

“Now, where’s the fun in that?”

You unintentionally jumped towards your lover at the sound of your hotel room’s door slamming shut, William slightly raised an eyebrow referencing how paranoid and jumpy you had became the further away you travelled from the Moriarty Manor. Even so, he caught ahold of your upper arm as you backed against him, “It’s just the door, dear.”

“I know, I know, ‘m sorry, this is so different to our home.” (e/c) drew to the floor, downcast in embarrassment. This has been occurring since the two of you had left to a second ago. Will took one glimpse at your exhausted demeanor and the slurs in your sentence, “Don’t apologise, let’s rest for now, hm?”

Nodding hesitantly, you linked your hands with his and padded across the room towards the bed, “There’s only one bed.” William only smiled, continuing to sit you down on the neatly folded sheets whilst he knelt in front of your self. “That shouldn’t be an issue, unless..?”

His hands worked skillfully, pushing your skirts up before unlacing your intricately designed stockings, he rolled each of them smoothly down your legs, “No-no it isn’t, but I can undress myself, Liam!” He briefly paused to glance up at you. “Relax, my love - you’ve had a long day, let me spoil you this one time.”

Blush crawled up your face, resting on the apples of your cheeks, “Just this once.” An almost inaudible sigh tumbled from your tongue as he reached behind for the constricting corset fastened around your waist, he untied the strings, making quick work of them.

Subsequent to finally removing your clothing, he began preparing himself for sleep. You rubbed your eyes, vision becoming more blurry by the minute; tapping William’s hand, you gestured to the comfy bed, “Liam.”

He chuckled at your impatiently sleepy tone, he let himself get into bed, pulling you closer to his body, “Sleep well, darling.”

And for the first time in weeks, he found comfort in sleep as it consumed you both - but not for long.

Black.

Pitch black, everything was dark.

You woke up in a fright, eyes snapped open as you stared up at the blank ceiling, your breathing came and went as you frantically tried to steady its irregular pattern. Fear still coursed through your veins, tears built up on your waterline due to shock.

Patting the empty space around your shaking body, your heart skipped an entire beat upon realising that William was no longer holding you in his loving embrace. It was all a dream-a nightmare, so where was he?

“(y/n)? I went for a cup of tea.” You flinched at William’s call in the dark, he held a lot candle in one hand and a cuppa in the other. Soon enough, relief rushed over you and you relaxed your joints, “You and your tea, I swear, love; wake me up next time.” Half the meaning was said mockingly but the undertones held urgency and terror.

Will detected those hints of agitation, “I apologise for not being here.” He placed down the items in exchange for crawling back into bed next to you, his arms found their designated places around you.

Adjusting your eyes to the warm flickers of light, the flames licked the air and filled your room with heat, “..I don’t think I can sleep for another night after that.” He absentmindedly bundling your wrists with one hand, pushing them above your head in a sensual manner, “I can think of other things to do.” Flashing a quick smile and gently rolling you into your back.

An exclamation of surprise escaped you, “Will-!” You managed to release yourself from his light grip to entwine both of your hands with his, “Please just stay.” His familiar sinister pupils glinted lovingly at your request, pushing your hands against the mattress.

“Of course.”

“Are you feeling more comfortable now, darling?” Crimson, red irises studied down at your glazed expression, his eyes gradually softened upon every passing second. Time felt like it had frozen as he lent down, his lips hovered just above your own before capturing them delicately.

A swarm of butterflies fluttered overwhelmingly in your stomach - with warm cheeks and a pounding heart, you barely managed a subtle nod. One of his hands released yours to wander south, it pushed aside the soaked lace garments covering your cunt.

William looked at you for confirmation before easily sliding a single digit inside, a whimper clung in your mouth as he pushed two more inside, it was music to his ears - the lewd squelching of your pussy pulling him in and your pretty mouth moaning in ecstasy.

Almost like it was automatic, you spread your legs farther as he pulled away from finishing prepping you for his cock. A whine unconsciously sounded from you as you tearily peered up at him, “Wi’iam please-please, ‘m desperate.” Will cooed at you, you were certainly more sensitive this particular night, already falling apart from just his fingers, “Words, darling, words - can’t give you what you want unless you tell me.”

“Want you-please.” Your pleas fell on sharp ears, he pressed one last kiss on your forehead before undoing his nightwear and pulling his cock out, you almost moaned at the sight of him; his face was flushed red from your clashing body heat, precum was leaking from the tip of his cock from arousal.

William exhaled breathlessly upon catching sight of you lying bare underneath him, “Anything for you, (y/n)” he straddled your midsection, his gaze traveling to your twitching pussy smooshed against his cock. You followed his eyes in anticipation, “Liam..”

He held himself back from thrusting his entire length inside of you all together, instead pushing a few inches in before stopping completely, “You know the rules darling, what did I say? Words.” An impatient sob fell from your mouth as you threw your head back, “In! Put it in!”

With a tight grip on your entwined hands, Will hissed whilst he granted your wish. You were squeezing around his base so tightly he might’ve came there and then, your legs automatically wrapped around his waist, pushing him deeper into you. That familiar feeling lit a heat inside of you, tears threatened to spill with each mindless rock.

Stilling inside your pussy, William watched your expression fade into pure pleasure, “Can-can’t move, dear-loosen up.” His voice released some tension but your cunt fluttered around him even more, (e/c) eyes dilated and rolled back once he finally started moving.

Your hand shakily reached down to find your clit, he held your wrist before you could play at it, “Let me-“ His hand replaced yours to relieve pent up pleasure, with his index finger and thumb, he fondled it acutely. Your mouth dropped open as he unconsciously rolled his hips harshly on yours.

“That’s a good girl, haah-!” His sentence cut off with a groan upon pressing against that spongy spot, forcing a cry out of you, you jerked your hips upwards in an attempt to grind in time against his thrusts. Will continuously hit it without a stutter until you tightened once again, your puffy cunt spasmed.

Wet strings of squirt ran rings the tip to the base of his dick, his eyes widened at your trembling and mewling body. “Close Liam!-‘m close, s’ close!” Closing his eyes shut, he rubbed tighter circles to your bud whilst his balls sagged with hot cum, threatening to spill.

The dam had long broken now, tears were streaming down your face as you cried in pleasure. Sobs hitched your breathe as his thrusts kept pushing deeper and deeper against your G-spot, “So beautiful, you’re doing-ah! perfect, darling.” William urged your release, his mouth mingling with your chest, he suckled on a sensitive nipple like a baby.

You ran your fingers through his hair, tangling it slightly; back arching with high pitched gasps at hearing his praise, you felt your chest heave.

“William!”

White flashes filled your vision as you came in spurts, you squirted again - sticky strings spurted everywhere, on the sheets and soaking his balls. William didn’t stop thrusting inside your trembling form, trying to prolong your orgasm whilst chasing his own. But considering it was you, ejaculation came easily.

His cock twitched inside of you prior to emptying his hot cum deep inside.

The two of you stayed immobile for a while, breath irregular and chests heaving. You blinked blearily from the intense session, “I’ll clean this mess up.” William kissed the inside of your wrists gently, he slowly pulled out to collect some towels but you had different motives.

“No, can we stay like this? For what’s left of the night at least.” You pulled him back into you, he chuckled breathily at your harmless indignation; cockwarming with you for the rest of the night would be a challenge, but he’d manage.

Unless..?