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#added warnings at the top !!! how did i forget about those (6.3.23)
chemo-n-vicodin · 2 years
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the jeweller’s hands
alex turner x gn!reader. smut. 1.09k words.
summary: you woke up late and are rushing for work, but alex has other plans.
warnings: handjob, degrading, sub!alex, idk that’s about it
note: this is my first writing post thing on my blog ! and, of course, it had to be smut 💀 comments are accepted and appreciated<3 ALSO. we need to talk about the amount of bottom alex fics there are, or lack thereof, because. we all know this man is a power bottom. once again, feedback is accepted and appreciated !!
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your alarm, once again, didn’t wake you up, and now you were running late for work. you were ready and had everything ready except your car keys, which you couldn’t find.
“al, have you seen my keys?” you yelled, walking around, trying to find them.
“have you checked our room?” he yelled back, his voice seeming to come from your room. you went there, where you saw alex sitting on the edge of your bed, holding your keys, only wearing a shirt and boxers. “hi, love,” he greeted. you tried taking the keys from him, but he moved his hand back and raised it in the air.
“alex, come on, i’m already late for work!”
“but i’m horny,” he whined, moving the keys farther away from you.
“and i’ve got work,” you shot back, climbing on top of him to grab your keys, but he wrapped his arms around your stomach, making you fall on top of him.
“then call in sick!” he whined again, still holding you in place. “please?” he pouted.
you rolled your eyes. He was acting as if you hadn’t fucked last night. ”i’m still sore,” you lied, trying to reason out, but he only gave you his best sultry face. you groaned. he looked so fucking hot when he did that, especially now with his beautiful long hair that you just loved pulling.
you sat up and started rolling your hips, your legs by his sides. he threw his head back, softly whimpering, allowing you to quickly lean forward and grab your keys.
“HEY! that’s not fair!” he pouted as you walked to the door. he followed you and stood in front of the door as if to stop you from leaving. you gave him a little peck on the lips, which he prolonged, making you go down to his neck until he finally let go of you. “do you really have to go?”
not even waiting for an answer, he started kissing your neck, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. you shut your eyes, sighing. “yes, i’ve got to work, love-” before you could even finish talking, you started holding back moans as he gently sucked on your neck. you couldn’t help but slowly push alex onto the bed, and start rolling your hips again, holding his hands above his head.
he stopped and put his forehead against yours. “d’you still have to go?” he whispered before putting his lips on yours.
fuck, he was such a needy little whore sometimes. and you loved it.
“yeah, i still have to go,” you sighed dramatically.
“no! please? what d’you want?”
you acted as though you were thinking. “hmm. i dunno… maybe you could get off on my thigh instead.” his eyes lit up, and he quickly stood up and waited for you to sit on the edge of the bed. once you did, he sat on your thigh, a leg on either side, and he wrapped his arms around your neck as he started grinding on your thigh.
you put your hands on his waist. “well, how’s it feel, hm? good?”
“it’d be better with your hand,” he quietly replied, placing his forehead on yours, slowly closing his eyes and softly moaning.
“yeah?” you asked him again, taking a hand off his waist and putting it into his boxers, pulling his hard dick out and slowly stroking it. you could hear even the softest of his moans as he rested his head on your shoulder, his lips near your ear. “feel good, love?”
you felt him nod. “so good,” he whispered as you quickened the pace of your hand. His moans started getting louder as you moved your hand up and down his dick while he continued rolling his hips on your thigh. “fuck…” he mumbled, rolling his hips faster and faster, causing your hand to stroke him even faster.
“are you close?” you asked him, although you already knew the answer (which was clearly yes). you felt him nod again. “hmm, maybe i should stop now and go to work while i still can…” his eyes went wide open and he held your shoulders tight as he looked at your face.
“no!” he continued rolling his hips and your hand continued stroking him. “but i’m so close-”
you put your hand at the back of his head and kissed him, smiling.
“relax, i was just teasing,” you reassured him. he started rolling his hips at a faster pace, and you didn’t know if it was on purpose or unconsciously.
alex loudly moaned. “want the neighbours to hear how much of a slut you are, love?” he just looked at you, unable to say anything from the immense pleasure you were giving him. you tugged on his hair and moved so that your lips were near his ear. “let them hear you, baby,” you said as you suddenly started stroking him at an even faster pace, daring him to let the entire neighbourhood hear.
he didn’t want to get embarrassed by being heard, but he couldn’t help himself as the words left his lips.
“oh, fuck, oh, fuck!” he moaned, even louder than the last time, almost yelling it. he suddenly stopped grinding on your thigh, but you didn’t stop stroking him as he whimpered and came all over your hand.
you proudly smirked as he realised what he’d done and his face turned scarlet red.
“sorry for the mess,” he mumbled. you ruffled his hair with your clean hand and pecked his lips, smiling.
you cupped his cheek. “i’ll go clean up and change, okay? you stay right here.” he nodded, leaning into your hand.
you went to the bathroom and went back to your room once you were done. by the time you had come back, alex was laying in bed, waiting for you. you laid down beside him, as though you’d never left and were always there.
“howdy,” he greeted you when he turned to face you; he couldn’t stop smiling.
you softly kissed him. “you’re so cute when you’re not horny.” he pouted.
“are you saying i’m not cute when i’m horny?”
“i’m just saying you’re cute.”
he grins to himself as he says, “well, you’re pretty cute, too.”
you rolled your eyes at him, even though you were smiling, and kissed him again. “i’m going back to sleep. you’ve worn my hands out too much for me to be able to work, anyway.”
he hid his face in your nape. “i’m going to sleep too. good morning-night.”
you smile and kiss his forehead. “good morning-night, love.”
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