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Harry ‘W2S’ Lewis Fic Recs

05/30/2025

⭒ Temptation by @pretendyoucantseeme

you’re a contestant on season two of inside. only the other six sidemen and your friend/co-contestant george know that you're dating harry, and they love making shit difficult for you, because why the hell not.

⭒ Casual? By @ldr13beaches

⭒ Drunken Confessions by @/ldr13beaches

⭒ drunk bingo by @candykissd

drunk bingo is a crazy time, especially when you're a lightweight. although, harry's there to take care of you.

⭒ jealousy, jealousy by @/candykissd

there'd always been some tension between the two, a flirtationship, if you will. and so, when someone shows interest in y/n at a friends party, harry's jealous side comes out to play.

⭒ My Winner. By @sdmnpact

⭒ Wroetoshaw Masterlist by @/sdmnpact

⭒ Comfort In You by @ahopefullwritter

You’re visiting London to do a shoot with the sidemen and have been having a hard time sleeping. Harry notices your tiredness and offers you his bed and himself to help you finally get some rest.

⭒ Comfort In You pt. 2 by @/ahopefullwritter

It’s the morning after you slept over at Harry’s and the line between being friends and being more has officially been crossed.

⭒ NETFLIX SPECIAL by @whoetoshaw

an episode of the sidemen documentary follows harry around his day to day life with you

⭒ Masterlist by @/whoetoshaw

⭒ Festival by @sillylittlegirlthoughts

⭒ Skippers by @/sillylittlegirlthoughts

⭒ YOUTUBER MASTERLIST by @myoddessy

⭒ More Than Just a Match by @maggie-readss

The Sidemen Charity Match 2025

⭒ Take a break by @clemswinecorner

When something’s off with Harry, there’s probably only one person that can make him feel better: his girlfriend.

⭒ I get satisfied by @/clemswinecorner

Chris’ camera woman- and by now, also the boys’ friends- and Harry get teased about their dating life. No one seems to notice they’re saying exactly the same, though.

⭒ Being w3s assistant for 24 hours (Calfreezy’s video) by @sidemenxyn

⭒ Pub crawl, (chips video) by @/sidemenxyn

⭒ Harry & Y/n moments caught on camera! By @/sidemenxyn

⭒ SIDEMEN BRUTALLY RANK MORE YOUTUBERS  by @wroetojaw

cozy day in with your boyfriend and watching the sidemen

⭒ 200 Y/o Cheesecake by @bad268

Harry joins your YouTube tutorial.

⭒ Laugh by @bad268

⭒ #mrsw2sslays  by @infictionalwonderland

the nation absolutely adores you. . oh yeah, and your boyfriend too.

⭒ Stay by @mrtelevisionlover

⭒ WROETOSHAW ☆ masterlist by @w2sology

⭒ under the sheets by @/w2sology

everyone knows that you and harry are together, yet no one really knows what goes on in your relationship. but when fans get little snippets, they can't help but fawn over you both.

⭒ Wag by @w2soneshots

after your boyfriend, Harry, played in the sidemen charity match and lost, you go back to your hotel room and make him forget all about the result.

⭒ #Instagram Au (02) by @zaynieinsanie

⭒ The mystery package by @natailiatulls07

⭒ Favourite person by @yourimagines

you are Harry’s favourite person

⭒ Summertime fun by @kar1nsworldx

The Sidemen + their gf’s go to a trip to Croatia, where the reader is from

⭒ You made it. By @buzzyb33

growing up together y/n dreamt day and night of being a musician, she played guitar and piano and adored everything about it, her and Harry went school together until year 8 when she moved all the way to Leeds, she never really left his mind.

⭒ The Wedding Bells of December by @sofiasworld00

Harry and reader at Ethan and Faiths wedding where one thing leads to another and the night ends with an engagement.

⭒ Confessions by @landonorrisscar

A video of you and Harry at Vikk’s wedding went viral and the rest of the boys are questioning you guys about it.

⭒ w2s as a munch by @propertyofwicked

⭒ Your words still haunts me in my dreams by @lovelynikol7

⭒ Untitled by @jeezybipsman

Harry being teased about his stutter by the boys and is now kinda embarrassed to speak to the reader

⭒ Harry Comforting reader by @/jeezybipsman

⭒ ANOTHER BLANKET by @lvrslvt3

reader is being harassed by a creepy man harry is a little too late to save her.

⭒ LOVE IS A CHOICE by @/lvrslvt3

harry’s insecurities causes the downfall of his own relationship.

⭒ BABYFEVER by @allywthsr

Y/N sees a TikTok from side+ and gets severe babyfever

⭒ Stupid Mental Health by @gothicwidowsworld

⭒ Thigh Riding by @nsfwketamineharry

⭒ Romance is Boring by @221mars

Harry takes in a cold winter morning in his London flat

⭒ Date Night In Isolation by @damn-behzinga

The activities you and Harry get up to in quarantine

⭒ You and Me by @ketamineharry

reader and harry both really like each other but they both haven’t dated in a really long time so they have no idea what to do

⭒ I Love Me  by @/ketamineharry

the reader is curvy compared to Talia + Freya and the other girlfriends and they are on holiday with everyone and the reader feels a bit insecure and scared of what everyone will think when they look at photos, have photo shoots and insta comments

⭒ Outnumbered by @/ketamineharry

⭒ Until I’ve Lived My Life  by @/ketamineharry

Until I’ve Lived My Life by Lucy Spraggan

⭒ Behind His Back by @sour--disposition

reader is best mates with cal and he brings her to shoots and in vids and such and her and Harry are kinda together but no one knows then someone accidentally outs them

⭒ It’s Been A While by sour--disposition

⭒ 2am Feast by sour--disposition

⭒ Bad Girlfriend by sour--disposition

⭒ Confessions at Sea by sour--disposition

harry lewis where like you’re hanging out with him and the sidemen and then you fall asleep on him and then the guys start making like “cheesy” comments about the two of you and harry like confesses how much he loves you

⭒ Head Over Heels by sour--disposition

while Harry is streaming on twitch Y/N passes out. Harry doesn’t notices until he sees that chat go wild.

⭒ Take Me By The Hand by sour--disposition

One taking the others hand to help them up

[maddiescinema]

Im searching yh on wehre Lando has a best friend and she gets really sick. He's worried and calls his mom and I think they even shower together??? PLS help me!!!

ok so i did find one that was somewhat similar to what you described but not exactly, so i’ll share it BUT if this isn’t the one you’re looking for please let me know!!!

“Taking Care” by @yourimagines

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Under the Kapok Tree

Masterlist

Pairing: Druig x fem!reader

Word Count: 5.4k

Warnings: NSFW, fingering, PinV, masturbation, age gap (reader is 18+!), voyerism, oral sex (male receiving), virgin reader.

You could still remember the first time you laid eyes on Druig. It has just been a quick glance; a quick once over that was enough for him to become completely ingrained into your mind, for your addiction to him to completely take hold and fester.

You had been so far away from home, knowing nobody as you travelled through the Amazonian rainforest on your gap year. You had been separated from the tour group and guide you’d paid to take you on an adventure 3 days previously. You had just begun to lose hope when you finally saw him. You thought it was a hallucination, a figment of yourimagination as you saw him in the corner of your eye but he turned out to be real. More than real. He was your saviour, a god, and you owed him everything.

He was older than you and he had this air of supremacy to him that made it impossible for you to question anything he said. Druig was the perfect man in your opinion. His hair always looked so soft that all you wanted to do was run your fingers through it. In that first moment, you had almost been so entranced by it, and the entirety of him, that your hand had started to reach out toward him, wanting – needing - to touch him.

A branch had snapped and you were pulled away from your distracted mind by a skittish animal that was out of your sight.

He took you to his village, fed you, clothed you, provided you with shelter as you unknowingly settled into a new life that you would never leave. You thought it must’ve been a blessing — him finding you — for, otherwise, you would not have known happiness the way you did.

You admired him, the way he held himself and commanded so many people so effortlessly. He was a natural leader and every time you saw him, a heat built in your stomach, an ache crept its way in between the apex of your thighs and you couldn’t help the lust you felt for this man.

It almost seemed as if he was avoiding you the first few weeks or months you spent in the village. He was teasing you, leaving you waiting for so long before he finally made his way over one day as you were waiting in the gardens and you finally got to be near him again.

He was so sweet to check in on you from time to time, seeing how you were doing and you didn’t, not even for a second, think about your life at home. Your parents must’ve been out of their minds with worry, wondering what had happened to you. Perhaps there were search parties out there looking for you but you would never know. You would never care to find out for you found your happiness, right there with him.

You were wearing your best dress, the only one that you had left from your previous life that made you look extra innocent in white but had a bad habit of sliding up your thighs. You could tell that he enjoyed looking at you when you wore it, you would always see him trailing his gaze over you from the corner of your eyes.

He came to you after dinner. You were folding up some of the freshly washed spare clothes that you had, pretending not to hear him as he came up the small verandah that surrounded the tiny hut you shared with 4 other women. It was just you in there at the moment, greeting him with a small smile as he came through the door without a knock.

“Hello, Druig.”

“Hello,” He smiled at you with that smirk of his again. Gazing at you with something you could not quite pinpoint at that moment. He was about to open his mouth and you were so eager to hear what he had to say when the footsteps of another could be heard coming toward the two of you on the secluded path to the hut.

“Would you like to see the new garden?” You looked up at him, smiling, praying to God that he would say yes quickly before you were interrupted.

“I would like nothing more.”

You walked ahead of him, through the foliage, leading him down the small winding path that led to the waterfall that centred the backyard. It was a magnificent place, with flowers blooming everywhere and large apple trees in rows.

You snuck a brief glance over your shoulder, seeing his eyes trained on the hem of your dress, entranced by how it swung by your thighs as you walked, and you made sure to sway your hips just a little bit more to entice him.

The two of you walked along with a silence hanging between the two of you until you were far enough away from the rest of the village, deep in between the apple trees so that no one could overhear you.

“Do you like it?” You came to a stop at the small pond, sitting down on the bench that gave you a view of the village. The new garden had been in the work for months, annexing the previous one to expand the ever-growing, sustainable grounds that were a part of his vision.

“It’s pretty.” Druig nodded appreciatively, sitting down next to you. He had, of course, seen it before but he would do anything to humour you. You started picking at your dress, finger rubbing back and forth over one of the petals embroidered on the skirt of it.

He was so close. His leg was pressed up against your own; you loved the way his linen pants felt against your skin as they scratched against it with each little shift of movement.

Your shoulders would be battling for space if it weren’t for the way you were leaning to the side, resting on your hand so that you could get a better look at him. His presence was something so startling that it was hard to focus on anything except him at any given moment.

“How are you enjoying living here?”

“People are very welcoming.” You said whilst nodding. People were more welcoming in Druig’s village than you had ever experienced before. Everything was shared, all the fruit of everyone’s shared labour.

You pretended not to notice his hand sliding so painfully slowly over from his own thigh to yours. His touch was feather-light; if you hadn’t been so hyper-aware of his presence, you might’ve not even noticed it yet.

Your breathing was heavy as you looked at him. He was watching you, eyes connected intensely as he looked for any sign of hesitation. He didn’t find any, you were as ready for more as you had ever been. Lust was bubbling within you like nothing ever before, all for a man you’d barely said more than a handful of words to. It made it easy for him to ignore whatever faint hints of hesitancy that lingered on the outskirts of his mind as he finally clamped his hand down on your thigh, giving it a soft, but firm, squeeze.

You could feel yourself clench in excitement as you grew wetter over the anticipation that was building within you from his heated touch.

You didn’t dare say anything. It was completely silent as he just watched the side of your face, and you just watched his hand sit there. Perhaps he was building up his own courage before daring to move again.

“Tell me, Beautiful, have you been touched by anyone here before?” His breath was shaky as it came out in a puff. His fingers skimmed over your inner thigh, just barely grazing the outskirts of your pussy lightly as he looked at you with an enchanting gaze.

“No.” It was just a small whisper that came out of you.

“Would you like to be?” You had said yes before Druig even had the chance to finish his question.

You watched Druig with wide eyes as he applied just the tiniest pressure to that sweet spot you had, causing your breath to stutter as you exhaled. It was an automatic reflex of how your hand came down to grasp his wrist. His eyes snapped up to your face once again from being trained on your core and for a second fear raced through you as you thought he was going to stop.

“No, no, no, don’t, please. I just wasn’t expecting it to…” You trailed off.

“Wasn’t expecting it to what?”

“To feel so good.” You whispered shyly.

Druig let out a low groan at your admittance and you loved the feeling that rushed through you as you heard the evidence of his own arousal. He was surer in his movements this time as he grabbed onto your thigh that was pressed up against his and hoisted it over his thigh, giving him easier access and spreading you wide for him.

His hand moved back to trailing its way back to your panties, by-passing their hem this time and finally caressing your clit without a barrier between his skin and yours. Your breath hitched as he rubbed his fingers in small and torturous circles, tracing invisible lines. You couldn’t help the small whimper of pleasure that slipped past your lips. Druig halted his movements, looking back up at you with a pleased and crooked smile on his face; he loved seeing the effect he had on you.

“You like that, Beautiful?”

You nodded your head frantically with wide eyes in response. You had never felt so good before. Of course, you had touched yourself, chasing pleasure whenever you were alone, but you had never succeeded in feeling quite as good as you did at that moment.

Druig was far more experienced than you were in flicking his fingers just right, making your toes curl in your open-toed sandals. You didn’t need to bring your own hand down to feel how wet you were; you were practically dripping onto the bench and ground beneath you.

“You’re so wet already,” he cooed as he ran his fingers through your folds. “You’re so desperate to be touched, aren’t you?”

Druig teased your entrance, making sure his thick fingers were well and truly coated with your wetness before slowly pushing one of them into you. It was just the tip that slowly sank in, but it still stretched you in a way you had never been stretched before. It was a strange feeling, laced with small hints of pain but you didn’t want him to stop.

“You’re so tight, Beautiful. Never been stretched like this before, have you?” He whispered in your ear as he pushed in a bit more. You were so caught up in the overwhelming feeling that you couldn’t even begin to formulate an answer.

You didn’t realise that you had been holding your breath until he was all the way in, down to the knuckle in you and a shaky breath was once more exhaled. Druig was kind, he let you adjust to his finger for a few seconds before slowly withdrawing and pushing in again. Your head rolled back, eyes fluttering closed as you got lost in it all. You couldn’t help the moans that were slipping out between your lips. They were slowly building in volume, becoming louder as the pleasure increased with each wet and sloppy stroke. You were bunching the fabric of his tunic in your hand whilst the other gripped the edge of the bench tightly.

You wanted to cry out as his thumb started rubbing over your clit, your walls clamped down hard around his finger at the new feeling, but he connected his mouth to yours just as it was about to drop open.

Druig was a great kisser. He wasn’t too rough or too soft, he pressed down onto your lips with just the right pressure that would always leave you wanting more. His tongue slipped slowly past your lips, exploring everything as it went, leaving you breathless.

“Do you think you can take another one?” He asked, barely drawing back enough to whisper. You were unsure, not because of the situation or who you were with, but because you felt so full of only one, how could you possibly take another?

It turned out that your body was eager to adapt to anything Druig would give you for the second finger stretched your walls easily. By now, you were a panting mess with bones made of jelly, butterflies in your stomach, and currents racing up and down your spine in spasm. You swallowed the heaviness in your mouth, breathing heavy, getting completely lost in everything.

Druig had set a quicker pace than the one he had kept previously, feeling braver and being bolder in his actions as he pumped in and out with a wet squelch.

“Look at you, ready to come from just my fingers.” He huffed out as you trembled, bubbling warmth spreading through each nerve in your body.

Your brain was in a haze, you were unable to focus on anything as that white-hot pleasure built behind your eyelids. You reached your peak quickly, falling over it and into bliss just as Druig’s name was called out in question by one of the villagers that seemed to be looking for him.

You stood up abruptly, blood rushing and heart beating wildly in your ears. You knew they couldn’t see you, but you were still scared of being caught - despite the small thrill from the possibility.

You frantically brushed your hands down your dress, trying to smooth out any creases that might’ve appeared. Druig was still sitting down, staring up at you with a sort of admiration twinkling in his eyes that made your skin flush with heat as you saw the obvious tent in his pants.

“I’ll see you later.” You cleared your throat as you hesitated for just a moment before leaning down, pressing a kiss to his cheek, and setting off for your hut with your cum coating the inside of your thighs.

***

You didn’t see Druig for a couple of weeks after that. You didn’t even catch a glimpse of him. It was almost as if he was avoiding you and you couldn’t help but feel angry over the possibility. You were angry because you thought it selfish of him. He had completely ruined you. Your own fingers didn’t feel the same anymore; you couldn’t flick them just right or penetrate deep enough to make that coil snap. You were a ticking time-bomb, walking around as frustrated as could be, all hours of the day.

You finally saw him again when the others arrived in the village. You could practically feel their presence from the change in the air the second they stepped their feet into the perimeters of the compound. You, like everyone else, stayed a few paces back, watching these “college friends” of Druig’s as he greeted them. Despite the curiosity that you felt over these people, the only one you could watch was Druig.

It is why you caught the glance he sent you as he invited them into the meeting hall before he closed the doors behind them.

You tried getting on with your chores as best as you could but it was hard. Druig kept racing through your mind, wondering what they could possibly be talking about and how they got to your secluded village without any gear.

It felt like years had passed once Druig finally came storming out of the hall and into the forest, his supposed friends watching from the doorway in exasperation.

You made a split-second decision, not even pausing to think about where you were, or who could be watching you as you made a straight beeline after him, abandoning your job without a word to the others.

His strides were longer than yours, but the trees were so dense that it didn’t benefit him that day at all. You were able to steadily gain on him, the deep-seated irritation that had been growing inside of you mixed the slightest tingest of concern as you stalked after him. He didn’t need to check over his shoulder for you to know that he knew you were following him. You could feel the presence of him right there in the back of your mind, just as you always did.

The both of you came to a stop at the same time; you were slightly out of breath, chest heaving from the small sprint you had to do to keep up with him.

“Who are those people?” Your voice was surprisingly steady, with no sign of your internal turmoil in the tone.

He didn’t turn around to face you immediately, just as he didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he stayed gazing at the tall bromeliad shrubs for so long that you thought he might’ve turned deaf since the last time you saw him. You started walking again with a huff, coming around to his front so that he was forced to look at you.

“Who are those people?” You repeated again.

“My family. Or, what used to be my family.” He said, his voice contrastingly strong to the small wavers of defeat that you could see in his eyes. It was clear that he didn’t want to talk about it so you changed the subject.

“Why are you avoiding me?” It wasn’t necessarily a subject change for the better but you wanted an answer to at least one of your curiosities.

“I haven’t been avoided you.” He said, sounding slightly exasperated.

“Sure seems like it.” You sniff, arms coming up to cross in front of you.

He was watching you with narrowed eyes and that look he always had in them whenever he was looking at you. It was like he couldn’t quite figure out what he wanted to do with you; fuck you? yell at you? You weren’t sure.

“I’ve been busy.” You let out a dull laugh, Druig could always find time to do what he wanted if he wanted to.

“Doing what?” Perhaps he wasn’t quite deserving of the attitude you were giving him, but you couldn’t help it. Not being able to orgasm did a lot to a person.

“Making sure this village is safe.” A reasonable explanation to a reasonable person.

“You could’ve at least let me know.” You huffed.

“I’m sorry.” It wasn’t a sincere apology, it wasn’t hard to tell it was so far across the borders of sarcasm that it was practically king there, but you had far more important matters to deal with. The important matter being the throbbing between your thighs.

You took a step closer to him. His scent was wafting off him in small waves and it was just as intoxicating as it had been the last time you had been this close to him.

You brought your hand up, trailing your fingertips upward along the buttons of Druig’s tunic. Both of you were watching them make their journey silently. He didn’t try to stop you as you straightened out the crooked collar. Your fingertips brushed against the skin on his neck lightly and you could hear how his breath hitched from the touch.

“I’ve been thinking about you.” You leered up at him.

“In fact-” You let your hands drop to his belt, undoing it quickly with nimble fingers. “I’ve been dreaming about your cock and what it would taste like.”

You dropped to your knees, licking your lips over the sight of him. Druig was practically bursting through the seams already; cock hard from the mere thought of you. You teasingly brought the zipper down at the slowest pace possible, releasing him from his constraints slowly inch by inch. As always, he had gone commando.

Druig’s eyes were hooded as he watched you. It wasn’t hard to see that he enjoyed the sight in front of him – you on your knees – there was a small bead of sweat collecting at his brow and his pupils were so dilated that his eyes were more black than blue.

He was thick and heavy in your hands, far bigger than you had expected him to be. You had to press your thighs together, seeking some sort of relief for the dampness that was building in between them.

Your confidence wavered slightly as you looked up at him. It had been far less intimidating in your mind as you had fantasised about this moment. Druig seemed to sense that you needed some sort of guidance at that point, brushing his hand over your chin as he coaxed you to open your mouth with a tap to your chin.

Druig let out a rumble of a moan as you took him in your mouth, lips wrapping around his tip, moaning at the taste of his salty pre-cum. You tested the waters, taking him further in oh so slowly. You could feel the walls of your throat closing slightly but struggle through it, a small moment of discomfort was worth it for the expression of utter bliss that had taken over Druig’s face.

“Relax, Beautiful.” He managed to grunt out. You could tell from the small ruts of his hips that he had a hard time staying still, wanting – or perhaps, needing – to thrust into you.

You slacked your jaw as much as you could, placing your hands on his hips to stabilise yourself as you began building a rhythm, taking as much of his length in your mouth as you could.

“Fuck.” Druig exclaimed silently. You pulled him out with a wet *pop,*looking up at him with a smile on your face. You loved seeing the effect you had on him, bearing witness to him already falling apart so quickly from your touch made you clench.

You couldn’t stifle the gagging noises as you forced him down further, wanting to please him. It wasn’t uncomfortable for you; the noises were more like an automatic reaction.

Druig was vocal. He wasn’t scared to release the moans and groans that he did, but the volume of them was low. Far from loud enough to alert any passers-by of what was occurring amongst the shrubs. They were just loud enough so that you could hear them and caused you to be spurred on to increase your pace, swirling your tongue around the tip each time you were by his head.

You couldn’t take all of him, it was impossible, so your left hand grasped the base, pumping whatever didn’t fit, in rhythm with your mouth. You trace your tongue back up over his throbbing vein until you reached his swollen and leaking tip before hollowing your cheeks and sliding back down his thick cock.

“Such a good girl.” Druig praised, hand gripping the back of your head. He didn’t apply any pressure; didn’t force you to do anything you didn’t want to; it just rested there, encouraging you to do whatever you wanted. “Taking me so well.”

He came quickly after that, hot ropes of cum spurting into your mouth as he let out a strangled moan. His hips jerked a few more times as he pumped himself into your mouth, making sure you swallowed every single last drop of his salty cum. You couldn’t help licking your lips; to you, it was a dream, you had been wanting him to cum down your throat for what felt like far too long now.

Druig helped you stand, offering you his hand. But he didn’t release you immediately once you were upright on your shaky legs. Instead, he pulled you close to him, planting a sloppy kiss on your lips with a smile and a hazy look in his eyes.

“Stand up and face the tree.” He commanded with a pat on your ass. You did as you were told turning to the side, so you were facing the thick trunk of the Kapok tree. You wiped away the small dribbles of drool that had made their way down your chin with the back of your hand. You were hyper-aware of everything around you; anticipation high, ready for whatever was to come.

“Pull up your dress.” You bunched it around your hips and Druig let out a groan as your ass was revealed to him.

“I was wrong, you’re not a good girl, are you?” It was a rhetorical question; he didn’t wait for an answer out of you. “No, you’re not a good girl at all, so ready for me to take you.’ He hummed with a smile clear in his tone. You could almost feel the burn of his gaze as he admired you.

You could feel that Druig was still hard as he rubbed his wet cock over your exposed ass, tapping it lightly before angling his hips backwards and dragging the tip down, sliding it through your folds. Excitement rushed through your body, and you attempted to press back into him, wanting to feel even more of him.

“I should take you right here, where everybody could hear you — punish you for being so bad.’ He breathed into your ear.

“Yes.” You gasped out. “Take me, please, Druig.” Pleading didn’t do much, Druig had taken over control, it was he who decided what to do next, and you loved it.

You didn’t care about the fact that it was your first time. You needed Druig so much that you would take him anywhere and anytime he wanted.

“I don’t know if you deserve it…” He trailed off.

You let out a whine as you rubbed your ass against him. The throbbing between your legs was almost painful at that point. Your hand travelled down your body to the apex between your thighs to relieve some of the pleasurable pain. But Druig stopped you before you could even slip your fingers into your panties. He grabbed ahold of your arm, pulling it behind your back as he tutted.

“New rule, no touching yourself allowed without permission,” Of course, you knew the rules, but you were just so wet and ready for him that something had to be done. “But you’re just so fucking desperate? Aren’t you? Desperate for me to fuck you stupid until you’re babbling.”

Druig tugged at his cock with one hand while the other pushed at your back so that you would bend over. You were more than happy to comply, hands coming out to brace yourself against the tree in front of you and jutting your ass out in the air.

His touch was electric as he slid his large hand over your ass, leaving a trail of burning fire in its wake. It tickled your skin as it made its way between your tender thighs, fingers gently sliding through your soaked lips.

Your walls clenched tightly over his teasing; your hips wiggling to try and get him to slip at least a finger into you. Druig knew what you were doing, trying to get him to slip them inside of you.

Druig dipped two fingers in between your lips, spreading more of your wetness up to your clit.

“You’re so wet for me,” Druig praised in admiration. “So tight.” You could feel the tabs of his fingers dragging through your walls lazily.

Druig slid his fingers out, bringing them up and having a taste of you, suckling your juices off of them.

“Taste so fucking sweet.”

You were just about to beg him to fuck you when he finally slipped the head of his fat cock inside of you. However, he pulled out before you could savour the feeling, and you cried out over the loss. The faint traces of pain that singed you were welcomed, as long as they came with the stretch of him.

“You want me, Baby? Want me to show you who you belong to?” He cooed before doing it again; sliding the head of his cock in just enough for you to feel the burn as he stretched you out before pulling back out again.

“Yes, please!” Druig was kind to you as he finally let you have it. He finally sheathed himself deep inside of you with one sharp and precise thrust that had you gasping and squeaking as your legs shook. It was unlike any feeling you had ever had before. Not even Druig’s fingers had felt as good as his dick did, the way it made you feel so impossible full.

Druig gave you time to adjust, staying still as he pressed comforting kisses to your shoulder until you were finally ready for him. He pulled back until just the tip of him was left ins before sliding himself back inside of your heat, shuddering at the feeling of your dripping pussy clinging to every inch of him. He couldn’t keep going so slow for too long; he finally set a rapid pace, balls slapping against your clit with every thrust, but he still made sure that you could feel all of him.

Your pussy gripped Druig’s cock with every deep thrust he gave, missing him for the fraction of the second that he pulled back.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good,” Druig growled behind you, fingers digging into your hips as he drove into you harder. You clamped down on him as he hit that spot that he knew so well.

“Fuck, Druig, I’m gonna come.” You breathed out, tits bouncing with each hard thrust into you.

Your words made Druig drive into you even harder and deeper, chasing your high for you.

“Not yet.” Druig knew you were just teetering on the edge of pleasure, he could feel it through the way your walls convulsed around him but he wanted to prolong it for just a little while longer.

“N-no! Please, Druig!” You whimpered out a plea.

“Please, what?”

Thrust.

“Please, let me cum!”

Thrust.

Druig hummed as if he was thinking it over, teasing you. “Wanna feel that cunt milking me as I shoot that belly of yours full of cum.” You barely heard him over your moans, but your pussy definitely registered his words as your walls fluttered wildly. “Gonna make sure everybody knows who you belong to.”

You would surely feel him for days, with every step you took, from the force he was fucking into you with. Your mind had gone faint from his quick and sharp thrusts. A feeble whine escapes you and you were sure you would cry if he didn’t let you cum soon.

Druig delivered a quick slap to your left cheek and you hissed from the sting. The burn left behind momentarily distracts you from the building pressure in your stomach.

“You gonna cum for me now, Beautiful?” Druig slammed in again, the tip of his member repeatedly hitting that sweet spot inside of you. And you came with a whine through white flashes of euphoria when you felt the pads of his fingers drawing tight circles over your aching clit.

Your entire body convulsed in pure rapture and you could hear Druig behind you endlessly muttering fuck as your clenching walls triggered his own sweet release deep within you.

He pumped into you lazily a few more times, making sure to milk himself completely dry before withdrawing from you. Your legs were still shaking uncontrollably, toes curled as the last few waves of pleasure rolled over you. You slumped against the tree, face pressed against the cold trunk as you tried to catch your breath.

You turned around on shaky legs, looking up at him with half-lidded and hazy eyes as a lazy smile fell on your lips that matched his own smirk of satisfaction.

He took a step forward, cupping your cheeks with his hands to bring your lips to his in a sweet and short kiss before sending you on your way back to the village with a pat on your ass and a hazy mind.