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dinogoofymutated · 21 hours

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When I say “eat the rich”, I mean getting a taste of those Warren Worthingtitties, leaving hickies all over him, and give him a good head 🤪🤤

Spicy!Angel/GN!Reader BET U DIDN'T THINK I WAS GONNA TURN THIS INTO A FIC DID YA? HEEHEHEEHHEEH. I've had this idea stuck in my head for days and ended up writing it while I work over some of the struggle I'm having with that wolverine fic! I've got one beta-reader (Kinda) so I'm using feedback from them and my drunk self to fix some things up! This is just a short little thing due to that, but it's food nonetheless!! It's WaTXM warren again sorry not sorry I'm obsessed. TWS: No explicit smut but this is fairly spicy. Sneaking off. Lipstick marks. As always, reader written while picturing Fem! But no pronouns mentioned. We smooch the rich boy. That's it. That's the plot. Warren is a switch and I stand by that.

Warren’s chest is heaving underneath you. He’s biting onto his finger to muffle his sounds as you continue to kiss, nip, and suck at this exposed skin. His camel coat is unbuttoned from the waist up, his vest and shirt similarly disheveled with his tie almost completely undone. His jawline, neck, and collarbones are all dotted with red lipstick marks and fresh purple hickies. You’re unbuttoning just a couple more of his shirt buttons to kiss just a little further down his chest, nipping and sucking another hickey onto his pec as he gasps sharply, his wings fluttering and twitching underneath the tan fabric.

“We really should… Get back out there…” Warren pants. You’re only halfway listening, too busy blessing his pale skin with evidence of your love and adoration for him. You slide your hands in between his inner layers and his coat, reaching behind him to bush your hands through the soft feathers of his confined wings.

“Can we just stay hidden for a bit longer?” You ask, leaning back up to draw him into a kiss, which he eagerly returns, chasing after you when you pull away. “-I know your dad is big on these galas and everything, but they’re just so…”

“Stuffy? Annoying? An excuse for him to raise money for his bigoted campaigns?” Warren scoffs.

“Yeah, that.” You giggle, leaning in for another chaste kiss. “And here I thought it was just me. I didn’t really grow up with these things, so it’s a bit of a culture shock.” Warren sighs at that, leaning his head against the wall you had him pushed against.

“Trust me, it’s not just you.” He frowns. He brushes a few stray locks of hair away from your face as his expression shifts into something a bit softer.

“I told you that it was okay if you didn’t want to come. Don’t feel like you have to be here for my sake.” Warren murmurs. His soft tone of voice leaves you feeling a little guilty, and you set your hand atop his own as you frown.

“I know… but I didn’t want to just leave you here all alone.” You say rubbing your thumb along his knuckles. “…Besides, who else was going to sneak off with you?” Warren smirks at that, mimicking your own mischievous smile. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you into him, stepping away from the wall as he straightens up his posture and leans over you.

“Well, we could always take it up a notch. Not go back at all- not that I really could in this state.” Warren chuckles, looking down at his chest. You can see where each mark fades into a lighter color, having kissed your lipstick off completely as you lavished him with the act.

“Sorry. I got a little carried away, didn’t I?” You say, only a little guilty about it. Warren chuckles again, cupping your chin in his fingers as he drags his thumb across your smeared bottom lip.

“It’s not like I wasn’t begging you for it.” Warren hums deeply. You swear your heart stops beating for a moment. He pulls you back into one last breathtaking kiss, one that leaves you just a bit unsteady when he leans away from you, just as gone as you are,

“Now come on, let's get going before my father notices we’ve left” Warren is tugging you further down the dark corridor, and you find yourself hoping that maybe the two of you would be leaving via the window rather than the door.