#cove holden x reader smut
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I THINK I FINALLY GOT IT TO WORK.... jfc anywayz this is nasty n i love it. so fellow monster freaks, this is for you my loves!!!! <333
DAY FOUR — MONSTER FUCKING
*kinktober masterlist | *ao3
tags : NSFW, fem/afab reader, dub-con just bc y'all are so outta it, (mentioned/implied) dom/sub space, mermaid!cove x human!reader, soft to mean dom cove, biting, scratching, stomach bulging, knotting ment, ignore the kinda scary mer pregnancy bit okay
synopsis : cove finally lets you spend his heat with him, and your mermaid boyfriend is so much different than you had thought...
maybe you should have listened to cove when he said humans couldn't handle a mermaids heat. at least not without fighting for their life.
mermaids are naturally rough during their heats, biting and fighting for dominance over the other.. not to mention the sheer size of them.
cove is bigger than the average merman, "standing" at 12 feet tall.
which is something you should have factored in along with the sharp teeth and claws. because now, you're in a isolated underwater cove, with a horny, giant mermaid who is currently rearranging your guts.
"cove-!" you cry, pushing against his chest. it's fruitless, and you're just asking for more assertiveness, more pain
"stay still." cove growls, his sharp eyes striking through you, urging you to stay still and take it. you whine, your eyes rolling back. you know cove is trying to be gentle, but his mind is clouded.
"i-i can't take more!" you whimper. even though he's proportional for a merman of his size, it's too much for you. you couldn't possibly take all of his dick. "it won't fit-" you drawl, the words straining through gritted teeth.
cove kisses your cheek, licking your tears. "it's okay, it's okay..." he comforts, panting from the effort to control himself. "you can take it... i've prepared you for this.."
you whine when he moves again, the prominent ridges on the underside of his dick stretching you open.
he really did try to prepare you, gifting you a toy roughly the size of his dick and some smaller ones to work up to his size. cove even ate you out beforehand, his fingers slowly stretching you open and making sure you would come out as unscathed as possible.
cove kisses you, swallowing your whines and moans and trading it for his long tapered tongue.
you kiss back, letting cove consume your senses and take away all your burdens.
bitten, bruised, and sore, it's so worth it. to be connected with cove on this level.. it's maddening.
"are.. you okay?" cove pants into your ear, his fingers flexing around your waist as he tries to keep restraint.
you swallow, drool pooling in your mouth. "yes, yes, please move…"
cove fixes his grip on your body to move you the way he wants, his hands are so big they easily wrap around your waist and the heat coming from cove makes you feel like you're burning…
"ah-!" you drape yourself over cove. wrapping your arms tightly around his neck. he's moving your body so easily..
you know you're much smaller than cove, so his strength shouldn't be a surprise. but the way he's moving your body up and down on his cock like you're his personal cock sleeve drives you crazy.
"covee~" you drawl, your eyes rolling back. fuck you're losing your mind.
every part of your body and mind is consumed with pleasure, any thoughts you have melt and reform to think about nothing but cove and his dick.
cove's nails dig into your skin, pearls of blood coming to the surface and washing away with the movements of your hips.
the scratches should hurt, cove's claws aren't for decoration afterall, but it seems that medicine cove gave you helps with the pain you are sure to endure during his heat.
cove groans, "fuck.. you're so tight…"
you pang, blinking away your fucked out haze. "you're… you're just too- ohh fuck- too big!"
cove's laugh is cut off by your twitching cunt tightening around him, "jesus christ, y/n… stop tightening up.." cove growls.
you whine, dragging your nails down cove's scaled shoulders. "i'm-i'm trying.." you whine, "it feels so good."
cove drags his teeth over the exposed column of your throat. his lips trail down to your shoulder, and with much care that most mermaids wouldn't afford, he bites down hard enough to leave evidence of his teeth, and he runs his tongue over it soothingly.
you huff, squirming in cove's hold. "please, please cove! faster!"
cove peeks at you, stopping his assault on your neck and collarbone. "...can you handle it?"
you huff irritably, rolling your eyes. "i'm taking your dick right now aren't i? i'm not going to break."
cove glares, "it took you a week to get up to the toy that was only 2nd to my true size, you shook and cried that you couldn't take it."
his voice is booming, and maybe it should scare you, but something about cove reminding you how you pathetically ran to him to help you with the toy… it turns you on.
"you've trained your pathetic human cunt to take my dick and you still cried that it wouldn't fit." cove stares down at you, his height and gaze making you still and a fire is burning in your stomach.
"if i give you more than you can take, you'll break. aren't you worried about me hurting you?" cove inquires and his gaze is a mix of intrigue and confusion at your eager negative shake of your head.
"as if, you can't hurt a fly." you're testing him, he's already holding back for you and yet you can't help but want to push him over the edge…
cove growls, a sound that rumbles deep in his chest and his gills flare.
he doesn't say anything else, you've said enough after all and if it's more you want, it's more you get.
cove hugs you, one arm around your back and the other under your butt, and uses the power of his lower body to thrust up into you.
you yell, your nails scratching down his scales and to his back, surely scratching off skin if cove's hiss is anything to go by.
with the change of pace, the last couple inches of cove's dick forces itself into you. you can't even catch your breath since with every rearing of his hips, the knot at the base of his dick pop in-and-out of you.
"cove!" you slap his shoulder, shaking at the stimulation.
cove nips at your shoulder and chest, leaving small marks where he pleases. "you wanted more. don't blame me if you end up becoming my pathetic cock sleeve."
you whine, drool slipping past the corner of your lips.
he's really fucking you dumb, leaving you no choice but to think about nothing but his dick.
his fat tip keeps bumping against your cervix, hitting that lovely spot between your womb and your gummy walls.
"ah! ohh fuck!" you cry, cove has taken your nipple in his mouth, swirling his long tongue around the bud and teasing it with his teeth, your other breast in his hands, rolling the bud between his fingers.
you whimper and moan, shaking your hips in return. the sensation is so good, especially since he's keeping you from running with his arm around your waist, forcing you to take the pleasure he's giving you.
as if you would want to run anyway. you've become way too addicted to this now.
sure you and cove have been intimate before, but this is the most you've ever taken of his ridiculously large mer dick and this is the roughest he's ever been with you.
usually he’s the one holding your hips to keep you from sinking any further on his length. but now he's fucking you with reckless abandon, giving into your pleas after all this time…
it doesn't take much to succumb to the pleasure that you've been craving this whole time.
“cove!” you cry, your legs shaking.”i’m gonna, i’m gonna make a mess!”
cove growls, picking up pace, purposefully angling his tip to slam against your g-spot.
a couple solid thrusts is all it takes to have you shaking, your legs wrapped around cove as you squirt.
you're seeing white, your legs shaking and toes curling. you can barely process the groan that comes deep from cove's throat because of your convulsing cunt, you're wrapped so tightly around him that his cock drags against your walls when he tries to pull back.
you whine and shake, feeling sensitive after such an intention orgasm.
"cove…" you weakly call, pulling yourself up by his shoulders to try and get off his dick, that spongy spot inside your walls too tender from the abuse.
"don't pull away from me.." cove grunts, wrapping his arms around your waist tighter.
you pant, blinking and trying to keep consciousness.
you barely register that you're slipping into sub space, you've completely surrendered yourself to cove and obediently swallow the pearls he presses to your lips.
"mm, what.. what was that?" you ask, swallowing several times at the after taste. you know one of them was for breathing underwater, but you've never seen the other before..
"it's a contraceptive."
in this position you feel really small to cove, his body leaning over yours, completely trapping you between him and his nest.
combine that with his feral grin and sharp eyes… you're stuck and absolutely hypnotized.
"merfolk are very fertile, remember?" cove leans down to whisper in your ear. his voice deep and it penetrates your soul.
"we have a lot left to do before i impregnate you with my seed."
you shiver, looking at him with wide eyes. the thought doesn't terrify you, although maybe it should with what you know…
most humans don't survive it. and that's typically because they're not mated… something about DNA and special pheromones to relax and aid you in pregnancy and birth.
cove kisses your cheek, grinding his the tip of his dick near your womb. "don't worry… i know hoe to make it easier, don't be scared."
you nod mindlessly, trusting him.
"fuck!" you curse, the power of cove's thrust nearly burying you in his nest.
you cling onto his shoulders for dear life, your leg kicking out, allowing him to go even deeper.
"cove!"
"shhh, it's okay. just a bit more.." cove soothes, "i'm gonna cum soon…"
he groans, removing himself from your thoroughly marred neck to hold your legs and spreading them open, allowing him to piston into your weeping cunt.
you howl, throwing your head back and fisting the organized mess of blankets and materials of cove's nest, arching your back.
the movement just forces his dick deeper inside you, making you whine loudly.
you flip over, although not without much shaking, whimpering, and cove's nails digging into your skin.
although now that you've made it onto your stomach, weakly trying to escape the onslaught of pleasure, cove tugs your hips back and easily manhandled you.
he presses you against his chest with his hand, the other on your stomach, which he brings something interesting to your attention…
"fuck.. you see that?"
it takes you a minute to respond, too long because cove grabs you by your chin and tilts your head down, and shows you your stomach.
you moan lowly at the sight.
with every deep thrust you can see cove's dick protrude from your stomach, popping up right below your belly button.
cove lifts your head back up, his hand under your jaw, and he can't help but laugh at the tears running down your face.
"look at you, you've become a brainless slut."
you moan at cove's degrading comment. fuck you didn't think he had it in you but he does and you are losing it.
"maybe i'll keep you to myself forever. merfolk already have a bad reputation because of sirens.." cove growls in your ear, "wanna be my cute lil' cock sleeve, y/n?"
all you can do is beg and squirm for more.
"please.." you whimper, feeling cove's knot catching on your entrance. you want to be filled, you need him to cum inside..
cove laughs at your plea and kisses your lips, grinning a sharp toothed, wolfish smirk. "good girl, i'll take care of you…"
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UMMMMM, THIS IS SO SKRUNKLY BYE
idk how to make it pretty i’m sorry :( also i don’t care too it’s 2AM over here TEEHEE
Many way, NSFW Cove Holden Headcanons!!
MDNI, ofc you silly??2!2, Talk of switch Cove, sub leaning switch Cove, Soft dom Cove, COVE WHIMPERS AND MOANSSS IM TELLING YOU UGH?!2!2 Not much mention of reader but everything should gender neutral! he’s so pretty ok i’m done gn
Starting off strong, in my nasty ol’ mind, Cove is indefinitely a switch!! Common knowledge, maybe but I also think he wouldn’t be like a sub leaning switch or a dom leaning switch, he’s very 50/50!
BUT, if he did lean towards either or, I feel when you first start getting intimate with one another since he’s inexperienced, he’d definitely be sub leaning!! He lets you take the lead especially since he’d be a little nervous, what if he ends up hurting you? You teach him how your body works, where to touch you and what feels good.
The first time you touch him, the man practically MELTS in your arms and you CANNOT tell me Cove doesn’t whimper. It’s a simple handjob, but he’s just SOOOOO sensitive, he can’t help himself! He can’t stop himself from bucking into your hand as you work his cock with your soft hands, barely able to form proper sentences as he whimpers in your ear how good it feels, rambling on about how much he loves you.
SHUT UP HE GIVES LIKE DAZED SMILES AND KISSES CAUSE IT FEELS SO GOOD MY BRAIN IS SO BIG!,())23?
Sorry anyway, it gets better when you suck him off for the first time. Baby would be so nervous, but when you wrap your lips around him for the first time, he’s gone. In absolute euphoria. Imagining he’s sitting on the edge of the bed and your between his legs, his hips tremble as he tries to keep himself from rocking into your mouth but it’s just too much for him, he wouldn’t know what to do with his hands so he either has a death grip on the sheets or a hand on the back of your head.
STOPPP, HE BITES HIS LIP TO STOP HIMSELF FROM MOANING SO LOUD FUCKKKK??$);)$’
I’ll do like first time putting it in another day CAUSE I HAVE TOO MUCH TO SAYYY??/)2!
I’m getting carried away sorry, but as you guys get older and he’s more experienced thus is where I introduce to you: Soft Dom! Cove, LIKE TELL ME THAT DOESN'T SOUND SO GOOD?)2))2
In another universe he’s a pleasure dom but SHUTURPvhwbqbw!!)
This man will literally neglect his own needs in the bedroom because he wants you to feel good before anything else. He loves to see the kind of faces you make, and the way you cling to him when he’s making you feel so good, reminiscent of how you treated him when he was inexperienced.
While I do agree with the Cove wanting you to sit on his face HC, HEAR ME OUT!! He instead has you standing up while he’s on his knees for you, strong arms keeping you on shaky legs, as you cum in his mouth over and over again, unsure if you want to pull him in or push him away because it’s just too much. This man will have you on your feet until your legs start to give out or until you tell him to stop!!
Not gonna get too deep into positions but LET ME TELL YOU SUM!!!
This man absolutely LOVES when you ride him like PLEASE!! He either has his hands on your hips helping you bounce in it when or wrapped around your waist, fucking up into you.
AND STAR OF THE SHOW, PLEASEEE HE LOVES TO CARRY YOU WHILE YOU FUCK!!1!2? Like it takes a while for him to realize how much he loves it, but once he does he cant stop?2!2 He loves how he can see all your beautiful expressions while he makes you take his cock, either holding you up himself or has you pressed against a wall he, pressing his warm body against your own.
IMAGINE HIM HOLDING YOU UP WITH ONLY ONE ARM THATS FUCKING CRAZY!!2)23
I’m tired but one last hc its not nsfw but i love giant cove, I love how tall he’s made out to be i’d purposely be such a pick me like “omg Cove your so tall!!🥺” EWWWW SORRY BYE?)$$)(
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College Cove AU post
(I live and die by the fact Cove looks more like this between step 3 and 4 even though this is during step 4. He looks SO SOFT IN THIS PICTUE AUHEYFKIULWFHEY Cove looks LIKE THIS but maybe a little slimmer)
‣ College Cove is 24/7 horny
‣ Without a DOUBT he's pent the fuck up
‣ College is definitely different than highschool was and he decided to follow you to wherever you went to college because you two were dating and mother of God did he get so much more touchy
‣ He's never overbearing, but he definitely is much more needy and loves laying in bed with you in either of your dorms and relaxing during your off days or between classes
‣ He also loves sleeping with you in your bed even if nothing happens, he just likes waking up next to you and feeling your warmth
‣ Doesn't matter if your roommate is there (Miranda or any other of your friends that you chose at the beginning of the year to dorm with) he will give you as much attention as he can.
‣ Cove looks so adorable in his laid-back clothes whenever he goes to class. His normal hair down or put into a tiny ponytail, glasses, a tank top, and grey sweatpants. MOTHER OF GOD IS HE HOT
‣ He somehow doesn't know how much EVERYONE looks at him (especially some of the girls) but he always thinks it would be because he has something in his hair or something
‣ Cove is also the type of person to give you his shirt and wear a skimpy ass top if you felt like boys were staring at your shirt. (so you would swap shirts)
‣ Cove ALSO would carry your books / bookbag to the classes you have together (or just walk you to your classes).
‣ This mf would give you the most passionate kiss before walking away and going to his class that's on the other side of the school, leaving you speechless, appalled, etc etc
‣ Both the confidence this man got and the audacity is INSANE (but its also so so so so SO hot)
‣ If you two share a class that isn't that important or if you understood the class and not paying attention to it for a couple hours wouldn't hurt, you definitely would sit next to Cove and play with his hand under the desk or write down dirty notes to show him which would make him flustered.
‣ After class he would retaliate against you and kiss you in an empty hallway, pushing your back up against a wall while he holds your face gently. (but after he would act like nothing happened and would be his cute self O_O????)
‣ Cove always has that natural ocean smell, it's like-- INGRAINED in his skin. In the mornings when you wake up, you instantly inhale the scent of the outdoors back in Sunset Bird and it makes you think sometimes that you are actually back home
‣ Sometimes in class if you are focusing on some calculus BS or something, Cove will stop whatever he is doing sometimes and just look at you with these.. *SOFT* GODDAMN EYES that when you notice, make you melt.
‣ Without a doubt Cove loves destressing you after your classes or if you are on a time crunch for a paper, he will put your hair up for you or let you sit on his lap. If you let him, he definitely would give you neck kisses the whole time. Not anything aggressive, but he would sit behind you and keep his lips and face in the nape and sides of your neck, giving you soft hickeys that would quickly go away after a day or two, and feather-light kisses that if you let it-- would so easily distract you.
‣ Cove's really good about controlling himself most of the time, (especially in public) but if you two are alone and you kinda.. EGG him on, he will toss you around like you weigh nothing
‣ Cove also loves letting you wear his clothes if you're smaller than him / wear the same size. If you go out / go to class with some clothing piece or jewelry item of his on you, he will be giddy inside and be very pleased like you're displaying that you're his.
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Another thing about 40-year-old Cove (take me away, horny police, this is a confession) ...
You've been together at least like 15 years at this point, probably more, so he knows exactly what you like. He can read you like a book in every sense -- a consent king, to be sure, but he also knows you so well that sometimes, he's just going to throw you over his shoulder or push you down against the table and take care of business.
Ok ok so you go to the beach one weekend, the old one back in Sunset Bird -- your favorite! There are some guys there, maybe they get a little flirty with you. You're not interested, of course, not when you have your gorgeous soulmate love of your life husband, but you get a fun little idea. You glance at Cove, maybe toss him a little wink, then turn up the charm to the flirty boys. You could twirl your hair a little, give out some coy giggles, a hand on one of their shoulders if you're feeling particularly bold.
After a little bit, you feel Cove's hand slip into yours. Or, well, that's a tender way of putting it -- he grabs your hand firmly and gives you a look. You know what's coming, it's what you were aiming for, so you politely excuse yourself from your admirers. But instead of him taking you to the car and driving you home, or even having a quick makeout there, he walks straight past the car and towards his father's house.
"What are we doing?" you ask. "Your dad's car isn't here, he's not --"
"We're not here for a visit," he interrupts, his voice a bit lower than usual, and not nearly as soft.
Cove used to be shy and reserved when it came to physical shows of his love, but you'd never know it to look at the man before you now. Keeping your hand in his, he pulls his keys from his pocket and unlocks the door, then all but shoves you inside. He would never be rough with you, but you couldn't exactly call this gentle, either.
He knows you, so he knows what you were doing, that you were trying to get a rise out of him. "Take off your swimsuit," he tells you, closing the door behind him with one hand while his other hand goes to the drawstring on his trunks.
"Make me," you answer.
He makes a noise at that, something between a moan and a growl, and his long legs bring him to you in a split second. He usually always has a tender smile for you during moments like these, when you're about to make love, but he doesn't now, which makes sense, because you know this isn't going to be a tender moment. It's going to be rough and raw and passionate and hard and he's got you stripped naked before you can finish the thought.
He yanks his trunks down as an afterthought, and just before he spins you around and bends you over the back of the couch, you see how hard he is.
"We left our new friends for this?" you ask, bumping back against his erection. "Couldn't wait until we got home?"
If he was just a little meaner, he would have told you to shut up then -- you know you're teasing him a little too much, but you can't help it, it's too much fun. But even if he won't say the words, he very much expresses the sentiment when he grabs firmly ahold of your hip and then guides himself into you all the way to the base in one swift thrust.
Any words you may have said, any further teasing is pushed from your mind as he sets as quick, rough pace. He fucks you relentlessly, as if proving a point -- which, of course, he is. His hands move from your hips to your shoulders to your hair, looking for the place where he can grab the hardest and push into you the deepest. He leans over occasionally to place kisses along your back, coupled with rough sucks, hard enough to leave little bruises, but for the most part, he's standing tall, feet firmly planted and driving himself into you as hard as he can.
It's not that he's a jealous man, not really. And it's not even that he's seriously upset with the stunt you pulled at the beach. It's just that sometimes you can be a little brat and he needs to fuck some sense back into you.
You can always tell when he's getting close, even when he's in this kind of mood -- he starts getting whiny and grasping at you like he's terrified you're going to drift away. You reach a hand back to place over his as he digs his nails into your hips, and after another deep thrust, he stills and lets out a deep gasping groan, and you feel him filling you up.
After taking a moment, pausing to press a few more kisses into your neck and shoulders, he pulls out and takes a small step back. When you turn, you see he's flushed and sweaty, panting and looking at you with a mix of love and ... something else.
"Let's go back to the beach," Cove says, reaching down for his trunks.
"All right, I'll just hop in the shower --"
"No, we'll go now."
Before you could protest more, he kneels down in front of you. He grabs your bottoms and holds them out, and you step into them. As he pulls them up, he stops to deliver one more kiss, this one directly between your legs. When you let out a pleasured sigh, he pulls the bottoms up the rest of the way and stands.
"Ready?" he asks, once again holding out his hand.
As always, you take it.
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guys im so embarrassed i wrote this but as a Freak™ i firmly believe there is not enough omegaverse in this fandom so i gotta write it myself
hopefully i’ve improved some since last time… 🫣
summary: cove x reader - your sudden heat triggers cove’s rut and no one is home to stop you
tags: NSFW, takes place in Step 3, fem/afab reader, omega!reader, alpha!cove, traditional stuff (being a provider for spouse) cause tbh i also can’t deny the housewife kink in me lol, normal omegaverse stuff like knots and slick etc., first time/virginity loss, mating press ♡, reader is pillow princess-ing, breeding kink (you tried to be safe but he got impatient sorry), only a little size difference/kink and belly bulge
it was a hot summer day–too hot for even the biggest beach bum to spend out on the sand–and you and cove were lazing around in your bedroom with the air conditioner as high as your moms would let you put it, which was just enough for you and cove to cuddle comfortably in your nest with the condition that he was shirtless and you were in the flimsiest tank top you could find. .
cove was beyond thankful to not have a shift at the tropical restaurant today. he told you he thinks he would have died if he had to wait tables while the restaurant was full of sweaty, heat-agitated tourists whose scents would overwhelm his nose which was pretty sensitive, even by alpha standards. his comment got a sympathetic nose exhale out of you, which in turn got a playful pout out of your boyfriend.
“don’t laugh. it’s not funny,” he scolds half-heartedly. “i really could’ve died in that situation. do you know how many sweaty, old alphas i’d have smelled? and they get so snippy when they’re sweaty and uncomfortable. if you knew what it was like working there, you wouldn’t be laughing right now.”
“yeah, yeah,” you roll your eyes with a smirk, feeling a little smug as he squeezes your waist in his arms and nuzzles his face into your neck despite his little rant. “but they still give you the big tips, don’t they?”
“only cause they smell you on me,” cove argues. “they think that i’m an alpha working solely to provide for my omega mate, so of course they’d wanna ‘help out’.”
“then really, you should be thanking me right now, instead of lecturing,” you snicker, joking. “where’s my cut of the money?”
“your ‘cut’ is everything i buy you with those tips.” he nips at your collarbone pointedly. “those alphas are kinda right–i am providing for my little omega.”
my little omega. god, that sounds so delicious coming from his mouth, it almost makes you dizzy. and the idea of him taking care of you makes your inner omega purr with delight. you’re too busy fixating on cove’s words that you almost don’t notice cove perking up in surprise, his head lifting off your arm as he supports himself on his elbow.
“you…” he pauses, sniffing. “you smell different. just now.”
“mm?” you hum, looking at him with hazy eyes. you feel your body grow warmer and cove’s scent seems so tantalizing all of a sudden. cove seems to think the same about you, leaning back into your neck to sniff your scent glands, the arm he’s had over your waist moving back so he can grip your hip with his hand.
“smells sweeter…” he mumbles curiously, practically shoving his nose against your skin. his hand squeezes your hip before moving to your rear to pull you close to him again.
“cove-?!” you cut yourself off with a small squeak of surprise as he drags his tongue against your gland, your body shivering as his warm, wet muscle teases the sensitive skin. your hands press against cove’s bare chest as he rolls on top of you, caging you in his arms as his knees sit between your thighs.
“god,” he hisses against your neck, voice not as soft and playful as it was moments ago. “i’ve always wanted to smell this straight from the source. it’s not the same coming from your clothes.”
it’s only when he says that, that it clicks for you–your heat had arrived early. a few days early, in fact. and you feel silly, not recognizing it after several years of experience, but in your defense, the response from cove was far too distracting for you to put the pieces together on your own. but now that you know what changed in you, you also realize the change in cove was from his rut being triggered. by you. that thought warmed you up even more. cove calls your name.
“tell me to stop, and i’ll go home right now. i can ask my dad to deliver some of my clothes and we can call, just like we always do,” he says, eyes shyly avoiding yours and staring at your stomach instead. “but if you want me to stay… i-i’ll take care of you. i think- no, i know i’m ready. to take this step in our relationship. b-but only if you are! we can hold off on it if you want!”
he finally meets your eyes, looking a little frantic, as if worried he was too bold and would scare you off. still, you could see his arms shaking as he held himself over you, taking all the self control he had to not take you then and there. as much as you admired his restraint, your body ached for his.
“i want this,” you respond breathlessly, feeling almost winded by the anticipation and desire running through you. “i trust you, cove. i want you to knot me.”
cove turns bright red from his ears to his neck. he was hoping you’d say yes, but he didn’t expect such an explicit answer.
“oh! o-okay, let me just-” he nearly throws himself off the bed, running out of your room and you hear his heavy footsteps race down the stairs. before you can call out and ask questions after processing his sudden disappearance, you hear him running back up the stairs. he returns to your room and shuts the door with his foot, arms filled with water bottles and snacks. he gives you a sheepish smile as he sets them on the shelf under your window.
“for later, you know?” he says, fumbling nervously with the last water bottle before putting it down. “wouldn’t want you to get hungry or dehydrated.”
you’d make a witty quip if you were more lucid, but his preparation and concern for you makes you preen and only more needy for the rest of the care he has planned for you. smelling the slick pooling in your underwear, the cute look is wiped off cove’s face and replaced by an almost uncharacteristic, wolfish grin as he approaches you and your nest again. fuck, this heat is becoming unbearable–you want him now, you don’t even notice you’re whining until cove’s in front of you on the bed again, cupping your face and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.
“don’t worry, i’ll take care of you, just like i promised,” he coos softly, his hands parting from your face to remove your shorts. he licks his lips again when he sees the large wet spot on your panties that had seeped through your shorts.
“one more time: are you sure you want to do this now?” cove asks, looking into your eyes through his lashes. his breathing is heavy with the amount of self-discipline he’s exerting. his inner alpha is practically howling at him to get on with it and fuck you like an animal, but he loves you too much to give in when there’s still a chance you might back out. “i can’t promise i’ll control myself o-or be gentle past this point. but i’ll do my best to stop whenever you tell me! i-if you ever tell me-”
“please,” you all but beg, adoring his efforts but so over the waiting. “please just fuck me already, alpha. i hate waiting.”
your interruption and desperation draw a small chuckle of disbelief from cove, but it also settles his nerves. he gives you an apology kiss as he tugs off your underwear, practically drooling at the unfiltered scent of your slick.
“sorry for making you wait,” he murmurs as he pushes your thighs apart, backing up on his knees until he can comfortably lean down and kiss your clit.
you’re a sobbing mess as cove draws you closer to your third climax of the day, still only giving you his mouth and fingers. as much as you begged for his dick after the second orgasm, cove insisted he needed to make sure his knot wouldn’t hurt you, even if it meant straining against his pants uncomfortably while rutting against your nest. still, with how enthusiastically he was devouring your cunt, you can’t say he wasn’t enjoying himself as well.
the slurping and squelching that filled your bedroom were lewd, but that was nothing compared to your mixed moans and the stench of sex that was probably stuck on your sheets by now. cove always got off on your scent during his ruts, holding your gifted, used panties to his nose as he jerked off, but the smell coming straight from your glands mixed with the taste of your slick on his tongue–he felt like he could cum untouched from those alone, but he needed to hold out until he could stick his dick inside you, even if he couldn’t actually breed you yet. oh fuck, the idea of you filled with his pups had his eyes rolling to the back of his head, even if the logical part of him knew you were both too young for that yet. still, he couldn't deny the idea’s appeal.
“cove!” you gasp, one hand tugging his hair as the other gripped the pillow behind your head. “‘m gonna cum again-!”
you barely finish your sentence before you gush all over his face for the third time, and just like the previous two times, cove laps it all up eagerly, rubbing his nose against your overstimulated clit as his tongue parts your lips. you try to push him away but it’s only once he was satisfied with his cleanup that cove lets up to pull you into a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss. you moan into his mouth and whimper when he pulls away but you’re already too spent to chase his lips. he chuckles at your dazed state but is far from done.
he gets off the bed and finally relieved himself of his pants and boxer-briefs and you drool at the sight of his big dick and the much-desired knot at the base. he nearly trips as he simultaneously hurries to your drawers while removing his clothes and digs through your drawer to find the condoms (that you’d told him your moms bought for you regularly once you and cove started trading clothes during your synced mating cycles. it was funny and embarrassing at the time, but now you were grateful). he grabs a handful and rips open the first one as he rejoins you in your nest, also ripping the condom inside in the process. he tosses it aside and goes for the next condom, only for history to repeat. he blows through two more, growling as you whine impatiently, before muttering “fuck it” and tossing all the condoms onto the floor.
“i’ll buy you plan b later, okay?” cove assures you as he lines up his dick to your pussy with one hand, the other holding up one of your thighs. “just be good and take my knot, just like you wanted.”
you moan a cuss and throw your head back on your pillow as he slides in, your endless slick and his careful preparation making it easy and oh-so pleasurable. cove hisses as he stops just before his knot, his now-free hand moving to your other thigh. you’re about to complain about the lack of movement but cove already starts pushing in again, watching intently as your cunt swallows him up with relative ease. you mewl at the stretch that was much easier than you’d anticipated–you’ll have to thank him later for making it so easy on you despite your impatience.
cove stops again once buried to the hilt inside you, his eyes flick up to your face and, seeing you without any discomfort, grins.
“look at that, omega,” he murmurs, his hand pressing gently on the small bump in your belly that disappears and reappears with each slow thrust of his hips, making your breath stutter. “your needy little pussy all stuffed by my cock.”
playing nice doesn’t last long, however, as he quickly gets pussy-drunk and picks up the pace.
“f-fuck~” cove groans, tossing his head back in pleasure while his hands grip the backs of your knees, keeping you wide open. he leans his head forward again, looking at your half-lidded eyes and drooling, moaning mouth with dark eyes. he lets your legs fall to his sides, choosing instead to lean forward with his elbows at the sides of your head and his chest pressed against yours, practically putting all his weight on you as he fucks you hard and fast.
the wet slapping of his balls on your ass and the sounds that leave your mouths are loud and lewd and surely your sister or one of your moms will come home soon, but cove really couldn’t care less when it feels so good. he’d always dreamed of having you on his knot like this, ever since he first jerked off to your scent, but having it for real was better than he could have ever imagine. so tight and warm, and the fucked-out look on your face was even better.
“so cute like this,” he mutters, his face so close to yours and you try to focus your eyes on him but can barely keep them from rolling back. “you were made to take my knot. we fit so well together. fuck, i can’t imagine doing this with someone else. i should just claim you already.”
the prospect of being claimed by cove makes you keen. his face is shoved up against your neck again, inhaling your scent like it’s oxygen, and he really is tempted to bite you then and there.
“you’d like that, right? being bonded to me? oh f-fuck! oh, yeah, you do. tighten up so much at the idea…” instead of biting your neck, he moves his mouth to your shoulder and satiates that need. you cry out his name, both out of pleasure and disappointment. it feels so good to be bitten by him, if only it was where you want it most.
his sweet words are reduced into babbles as he loses himself in you and you could admit that you’ve lost yourself long into this heat. his tip kissing your cervix and his knot stretching your lower lips is all so delicious, it’s overwhelmed you to tears.
“c-cove,” you gasp, clawing at his back, toes curling as you get closer.
“mm-” cove grunts, picking up pace for the final stretch as he mutters thoughtlessly into your ear. “gonna fill you, omega… fill you with pups… all mine…”
normally, the thought of being pregnant would would terrify you, but with a heat-clouded mind, it’s all you want.
“please fill me,” you whimper. “cove- cove! wan’ your pups… please gimme pups, alpha…!”
“agh- fuck!” cove’s arms cradle your head to his chest as his knot swells, locking him inside you. “gonna fill you,” he repeats. “fill you w’ my pups… my omega… all mine…”
you cry out as cove’s hot seed fills you, clinging onto him with your arms and legs wrapping around his muscular body. he’s shaking and growling and still babbling as he cums, and his load feels heavy inside you, especially with his knot preventing any from leaking out. as he comes down from his high and feels fatigue wash over him, cove quiets down and at least finds the strength to lower himself onto you slowly, lying on you while his still-inflated knot keeps your bodies stuck together.
you sniffle as post-coital clarity slowly comes to you, and your lust is temporarily pushed aside by your affection for cove. you gently comb a hand through his hair as your eyelids feel heavy.
“we’ll be like this for a while,” cove chuckles, cheeks flushed pink. “go to sleep. i’ll clean everything up once my knot goes down and when you wake up, i’ll still be here. we’ll drink and eat, and then we can keep going as much as you want. i’ll be right here.”
his words of reassurance and the gentle rumble of his chest as he speaks is enough to lull you to sleep, as if you weren’t already totally spent. and yet, the idea of going for more rounds sparks your excitement once again, and you can’t help how your pussy briefly squeezes cove’s dick, making him gasp. you chuckle at his reaction as you finally nod off.
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a moment's silence when my baby puts her mouth on me (cove holden x reader)
ao3 version here
summary: Cove Holden and the black underwear (from Patreon moment 2, if you know you know), except it's his own surprise on a random Friday (smut with feelings)
word count: 3,116 words
tags: smut, porn with feelings, porn without plot, light dom/sub, switching, sexual intimacy, they're in love your honour, author has been feeling insane about cove for years and lately about the black underwear so here we are (female reader implied but i tried to be as non-descriptive as possible, can be a male trans reader too)
You were exhausted, your fingers rubbed at your eyelids and at your forehead, trying to take the headache away.
You had had a large project at your job, long hours, and planning that took too much of your time. You came home late, too late, so late sometimes Cove would already be in bed or asleep on the couch, always waiting for you (even though you had told him to sleep, not to wait up for you if you were too late, but he insisted every time).
You sighed at the thought of your fiancee. You missed him too much, missed being able to have time with him, going out on weekends or lazing around after work to watch a show you would fall asleep through anyway, snuggled in his warmth.
You hadn’t been able to do that in more than two weeks, always working, always in contact with your coworkers to continue the project even deep into the night. You were glad today was the presentation, and then you were taking a few days off, away from everything.
You felt the fear in your gut at the presentation. You were nerves on legs, as you always were when you had to talk in front of an audience. You knew that would never change, the way you spaced out, waiting and waiting, at your desk.
Your phone buzzed on your desk, which took you out of your thoughts and the ball in your stomach. A smile crept up on your face before you even had the time to read what the text said, at the name appearing on your screen.
Cove.
Romeo: You have this, show them what you’re made of. Love you. <3
You smiled hard, your finger rubbing at the heart emoji with the text, at the picture you had set as his picture on your phone. A picture of him asleep on your couch, snuggled under a blanket, his long hair freed from its usual low bun.
You hadn’t been able to resist the urge to take a picture, and your fingers had gone through his hair.
You sent him a heart back, now fired back up. You could do this, go home and kiss your fiancee senselessly until you fell asleep snuggled into his warmth.
And the presentation happened. It went well, and you shared smiles and compliments with your colleagues. Sighs of relief. You could all go home peacefully tonight.
Which you did. You sprinted to your car when the hour came, your colleagues’ laughter following you down the elevator. They all knew you were eager to be home again, to be with the fiancee you talked about too much. (You couldn’t help it. You loved Cove Holden too much, loved him since you were eight. What could you do?)
The drive went quickly and you arrived at your little place a bit further from the city in record time. When you parked in your spot, next to Cove’s car who was already there and home, you realized you had forgotten to send him a text. You bit your lip, hoping he hadn’t waited for it.
Five unread texts with Cove inquiring about the presentation, worried. Shit.
You climbed the stairs of the apartment complex quickly, your keys already in hand. You entered.
”I’m home! Sorry, I completely forgot to answer your texts, I’m so so...” You interrupted yourself by the sight of your living room, your coffee table with a range of plates and food, and even a cake.
Hands sneaked around your waist, a kiss on your hair, a chest against your back. Your fiancee enveloped you, mint, citrus and this particular ocean smell in your nose and you finally relaxed. “Hi sweetheart, how was it?” he asked gently.
You turned around in his arms and, as always, you had to crane your neck to look up into his eyes. You hadn't been fortunate with height while Cove had had too much of it over the years. His arms circled your waist. “Went smoothly, we can finally breathe now,” you answered and got on your tiptoes to kiss him quickly, which he answered with that giddy smile he never lost around you. “Now, what’s all of this, Covie?”
”Well, I knew it would go perfectly since it’s you,” you rolled your eyes at the remark but the smile betrayed you, the blush even more. “and wanted to celebrate it. I got your favorite things from your favorite places and got a cake.”
Cove looked like it wasn’t even an effort, and it wasn’t in your relationship. You both made so much effort, so much again and again for each other that it was just normal. But, it didn't change the fact that you were always touched by every gesture.
You still couldn’t phantom how dear you were to this man sometimes. You still couldn’t understand how your heart never seemed to stop expanding for him, taking in every piece, every detail, every word and action from him.
Your hands dragged his face to you, to kiss him deeply, like you had wanted to since you had finished the project. He sighed against your lips, that content sigh, his lips and tongue entangled with yours. An intimacy you could never get enough of.
”I love you so much,” you whispered against his lips and his eyes misted over, your crybaby, always yours.
”I love you too,” he whispered as if he didn’t want to break the calm of the moment, wanted to stay in this moment suspended in time.
Until you dragged him to the couch to drape yourself over him, eating and barely paying attention to whatever was on the TV as background noise. You talked about the project. He talked about his day and his own job.
When you finished, he pushed you to the bathroom. “Go take a bath, relax, I got the dishes,” Cove reassured and you pouted.
”But, I can help, I didn’t get dinner so it should be me,” you whined in his shoulder and he laughed while pushing in the bathroom while you couldn’t do anything.
”No way. Go, now,” he kissed your cheek and you still pouted as you got into the bathroom.
You did well on what he had told you to do, spending too much time in a hot bath until it got cold, your body wrapped in your comfortable fuzzy robe. You finally stepped out to get to the bedroom, itching to put your pajamas on, and fall asleep next to Cove.
The too-large shirt was in your hands, actually just one of Cove’s shirts you had stolen and never returned, as you did since you were teenagers, even before you were officially truly together. You hadn’t realized why the light was so dim, hadn't realized Cove was on the bed.
You turned your head slowly and you felt your knees wobble, felt your eyes widen until they almost popped out of your skull.
You had seen Cove in all types of clothes and nakedness over the years. You knew him and his body by heart, the moles, the sleeve on his right arm that you loved to kiss all over, the dips, and where the redness would creep. But right now? You were speechless.
Cove fucking Holden was sat against the headboard, half-lidded eyes on you, but you could see the blush high on his face and ears and down his neck. He was naked, well, except for the underwear but it was the underwear that made you want to scream.
It was black but it barely hid anything, the green happy trail visible from that delicious V-shape you liked to bite, down a dangerous low dip. Straps followed his hips and they showed his hipbones. You almost wanted to ask him to get up and show the back, to see how it looked over that ass you loved too much.
”Surprise,” he simply said, wanting to sound sultry but ending up at excited, embarrassed, waiting.
The shirt slipped through your fingers, forgotten on the floor, and you were still speechless. “What...are you...” you swallowed hard, heat at the back of your neck, on your ears.
Large shoulders were shrugged and he tilted his head, “I… we talked about how I wanted to try some...lingerie out and I thought it would be a good idea for a celebration.”
He was still waiting and you could see how waiting affected him, the redness ever more present on his face and down his neck, the quick jostle of his knee. You approached the bed slowly, eyes laser-focused on him.
You could feel a restraint slowly unfurling in your gut, a wait. You had missed Cove and his hands on you, you had missed the everyday intimacy but you had also missed the sexual intimacy you shared. You both couldn’t have enough of each other sometimes, a pull between your hearts and your bodies.
Your hands settled on the edge of the bed, and you crawled slowly to him, putting up a show for his eyes and his eyes only. The robe dipped down and he gulped, his eyes on your cleavage, on your bare chest visible underneath. You smirked, finding a place between his legs, hands on his thighs, so so close to the dangerous piece of underwear that threatened your composure.
”So, you decided to gift my eyes with this, baby?” you whispered, a finger playing with a strap at his hip. “You’re way too good for me.”
Cove gulped again and you wanted to bite at his Adam’s apple, leaving marks on his pale skin until everybody would know. He shook his head.
”What? You don't agree that you’re too good for me?” you asked, a little pout at the words, your eyes on his face. You were playing the game of how sultry you could be, how much you could push it until his own restraints broke. “Maybe I should show you.”
Your hands traced the straps and the edges of the underwear. Your mouth found a nipple as your hands traced but never touched where you could feel a hardness growing and growing. His moans hit your ears and you smiled, your tongue playing from one nipple to another.
”You don't have to...” he tried to say, his moans high, and god, did you love how vocal he could be. He was always so vocal, so good.
”I want to, so be a good boy, baby,” you whispered, bit at the side of his chest, so muscular, so pretty. He moaned higher, hips bucking against your chest. Your mouth traveled down and down, following the green trail of hair. “Driving me crazy with this, Covie.”
Your hands caressed the hardness over the fabric, but your mouth found the tip already out with how hard he was. The dip was so low that the tip was the only thing visible, so your tongue swirled around it, the saltiness hitting your tastebuds. You moaned, fingers at the straps.
”Oh my god," Cove whined loudly, hips bucking again, the tip making its way deeper into your mouth. “Shit, sorry sweetheart, I didn't mean to...”
You shook your head and pulled at the straps downward, until the underwear sat underneath his cock and you pushed more and more into your mouth, desperate for more, to make him feel even better.
”Fuck, fuck, fuck," you heard him repeat and you wanted to smile, to tease him like you always did because he only ever cursed in those moments, so gone, so desperate.
More and more, until you felt tears in your eyes, until you breathed through your nose, hands at what you couldn’t fit down your throat because of how big he was. But you loved it, thighs clenching to relieve the ache that formed in between.
It wasn’t about you, even though you could spend hours between his legs, to look at his head thrown back, his eyes closed and face scrunched up, like now. He looked out of this world, long hair around his head, down his shoulders, redness still at his face, sweat down his neck and on his chest. You couldn’t believe he was yours still.
”Shit, sweetheart, I’m gonna… I’m...” Cove’s voice rang out and you felt how tight his balls were getting, see how his abs tightened. He was close, and a part of you wanted him to cum in your mouth, but you had another plan.
You popped off his hardness with a loud pop, saliva around your mouth, and his head rose up, his eyes opened in question. You crawled back up his body, your hands opening your robe, until you could throw it on the floor beside the large bed. You settled on his lap, hands on his shoulders.
You swatted his hands away before they could fall on your hips, and you saw the small pout on his face that you kissed away with a laugh. “Sorry, no touching baby, be good a bit longer for me,” you kissed along his face, nibbled at his neck, leaving a few hickeys as your hips moved, your wetness rubbing on his cock.
Cove whined still against your shoulder, “But you look so good… And you’re so wet,” he moaned, groaned. “Let me touch you, please,” he begged but you shook your head, your hips rising up to catch the tip at the edge of your wetness, of your warmth.
You slowly sunk down, your own moan unable to stay in your throat at the delicious burn his cock always gave you, that fullness that always took your breath away. You hummed as you sank lower and lower.
His eyes were closed tightly, his body trembled when you finished back on his lap, the length fully inside you. You stayed still, enjoying the moment, and his hands stayed beside his hips, beside the underwear that was still underneath his cock, trapping his legs in place. He was taut, all muscles tight and restrained.
”Please, please, move," Cove begged and you could only answer with your hips moving up and slamming back down.
Your moans intertwined with Cove’s, as you rode him, slowly, building a faster rhythm with every breath, every moan. You rode him, a deep pleasure building in your stomach, pleasure built with his moans in your ear, your teeth at his shoulder.
You rode him until your thighs trembled and his hips, so restrained until now, slammed up in response. You almost screamed his name. It had hit that one spot deep inside and your body had fallen down onto his chest.
All restraint broke in his body, his hands at your hips, so tight you knew you would feel them still tomorrow, “Sorry, I can’t...” he breathed out, before his hips slammed up again and again, his hands guiding your hips down every time.
“Fuck, Cove, Cove,” you repeated his name, your forehead on his shoulder, your eyes on the spot that joined your two bodies together, his cock sliding in and out.
His name on your lips broke him again and you lost all control you had on the situation. His hands manhandled you on your back, almost ripped the underwear that had started it all off his legs, and he had your legs folded against his chest before he slid back in.
The breath was knocked out of your chest, your hands tugged at his hair, and your eyes were on him always. The muscles bulging with every movement, the sweat trickling down, the pure ferocity and desperation on his face.
Cove wasn't always pushed to this side of dominance, if not ever. Not to this degree. You both liked to switch, to play with what were the limits and new things, but falling back into lovemaking most of the time. Here, your gentle sweet Cove was gone, to leave a rougher Cove you loved too, your moans encouraging him.
”Don’t stop, Cove, don’t stop," you begged, hands desperate in his hair, hips moving to answer every thrust deep inside, against the spot. You could barely talk and he could only groan and moan, his own mouth busy on your nipples, back arched.
You were getting closer and closer, and he could feel it, the way you arched more and more, the way you were tighter and tighter around him, the way your moans only got louder. His eyes were on your face, a hand moving down from your hip to the nub of nerves, so wet from everything.
Your head tilted back into the pillow, “Cove, I’m… I’m gonna cum,” you moaned, warned and he hummed in response, his thumb insistent on your clit, in time with every thrust. Your back arched even more, the pleasure exploding in your stomach, behind your eyes, and in your whole body until you were left a trembling thing underneath Cove.
His thrusts slowed down, but your hips moved and you shook your head. “No, don't stop, need you to cum,” you croaked out, voice spent, hands still tugging at his hair.
”I don’t want to hurt you,” Cove moaned over you, eyes half-lidded on your face, but you shook your head again. You tugged him closer, forehead against his.
”You can’t hurt me. Please Cove, I love you, please,” you begged, his thrusts were erratic and you could tell he was close.
”I love you, fuck, I love you so much, I love you," he repeated against your cheek, and you hummed, answered back, until he moaned louder.
Until the final thrust, until he came deep inside you with your name on his lips and you kissed his face.
Cove detangled himself from you only to bring back a wet washcloth, to wipe you and himself. You only got up to go the toilets, fast and impatient, to find him back in bed, under the covers.
You cuddled in his arms, your cheek on his shoulder, legs entangled to look at him. Content, beautiful. It was magical, as always, to go to sleep with him every night, to have him be the last thing you always saw at night.
”Well, that was a nice surprise," you giggled and he smiled lazily. “I’ll be the one to surprise you next time.”
He groaned lightly but laughed, forehead hitting yours gently. “If you want me to really die, sure,” and you could only laugh, his lips on your eyelids, yours reaching up to kiss his eyebrows. “Go to sleep, sweetheart.”
You hummed, “I love you, Covie.”
His smile grew larger, and his cheeks turned red as always, “I love you too.”
And you fell asleep, safe, happy, home, where you belonged.
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Early Birthday Gift
Tags: established relationship, Cove is 19, male pleasure, male receiving, overstimulation?, male whimpering, smut, oral fixation, slight edging?
Synopsis: you decide to give Cove his birthday present early…a few months early. But he doesn’t seem to complain about it.
Word Count: 592
Pairings: Cove Holden x F! Reader
“W-wait! We shouldn’t- fuck!” Cove moaned as his back arched, spurts of cum shooting out his cock and landing on his stomach. He brought his hand to cover up his loud moan as his blue eyes flickered to his door, expecting his father to burst it open at any time. The green-haired boy was a nervous wreck, his heart thudding in his chest from the thought of getting in trouble receiving head from his girlfriend in the middle of the night. Where everyone was asleep, except them. This excited him.
Cove sat on the edge of his bed, bottom half bare, and in between them was his lovely girlfriend of 6 years. Soft hands squeezed his quivering thighs, keeping them open to prevent them from crushing your head as you gave the tip of Cove’s cock kitten licks. Cove swallows the slob of saliva that threatens to spill from his lips as you tilt your head to lovingly gaze into his teary ones. He whimpers when you remove a hand from his thigh to gently push Cove’s top half down onto the bed. When he does, you grab onto his cock and shove it into your mouth, gagging a bit as he exclaims at the sudden move and thrusts into your mouth.
He flushes at his volume and grabs a pillow to shove his face into it, moaning and groaning into the pillow. The knot in his stomach threatened to snap the more you sucked, licked, and fondled his cock and balls. Smirking at his approaching load, you remove his cock from your lips, kissing his thigh when Cove removes the pillow from his face and whines at the sudden loss of warmth.
You laugh at his expression. He looks so beautiful… Face flushed, tears spilling from his eyes, stomach painted in his cum, shirt lifted and exposing Cove’s perky pink nipples from you flicking and sucking on them for an hour straight. He looked like he came straight out of a painting. He was a beautiful mess.
Crawling on top of Cove and settling on his chest, hands searching his own to hold, arousal soaking your underwear. You plant kisses all over his face before landing on his lips.
“Happy early birthday, Cove.” You whispered before shifting to remove your underwear. Cove knew then and there, that he was in for a long night.
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The next morning Cove woke up sore and drained. You had already left hours ago, leaving behind multiple hickeys all over his thighs and chest. Yawning, he throws on his discarded clothes before heading to the kitchen to eat breakfast. His father, who sat at the sofa, turned to Cove to tell him ‘good morning’ before setting his eyes back onto the tv. It was quiet. The only sound was Cove searching through the cupboards looking for his favorite cereal and the show Mr. Holden was watching.
Munching on his breakfast, Cove pulls out his phone and scrolls through his social media until his father breaks the silence.
“Did you use protection?” Mr. Holden asked, eyes still set on the tv and ignoring his son choking on his breakfast.
“W-what?” Cove fearfully questioned, hoping his father isn’t asking what he’s asking.
Mr. Holden laughs at Cove’s expression, wiping his eyes from tears. “All I’m asking is if you both used protection since I was around your age when your mom and I had you.”
Safe to say, Cove couldn’t make eye contact with either you or his father for the next few days due to embarrassment.
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A/N: Finished another one!! but im not that good writing smut lol so don’t be too harsh on me
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Face Fucking (Cove Holden)
TAGS: Cove/F!Reader, face fucking, smut, drabble
Ao3 ver.
“...Are you sure about this? Because once I start...I don’t think I can stop…”
“Yes, darling. I want you to fuck my face and stuff your cum down my throat—”
The seafoam-haired young man barely allows you to finish your sentence as he grabs your face firmly but not too harshly, prodding your soft lips with the tip of his throbbing cock before easing in his entire length once you open your mouth as wide as you possibly can.
Cove groaned as he watched the way your cheeks seemed to bulge up from his dick stuffing your tiny mouth to the brim, barely able to wrap around him thanks to his rather gifted size. He is sure that his pupils had to be replaced by hearts by now, his own lips trembling at the feeling of your warm, moist, and tight mouth engulfing as much of him as you possibly can.
“How did I ever get so lucky...to be with a girl like you…!”
Just like you so coyly asked, the male immediately begins thrusting into your mouth, utterly entranced by the myriad of debauched expressions you manage to make just by him treating you like nothing but a fleshlight. Wet smacks echoed across the bedroom along with deep grunts from Cove, sweat dripping down his brow and leaving a beautiful sheen upon his bronzed skin.
You were kneeling before him, your small hands clutching at the thickly corded muscle of his legs, leaving tiny crescent shaped imprints upon his skin that he lovingly saw us yet another of your various love marks. Your face looked so small when he clutched it with his own large hands, his cock looking even more imposing than it already was thanks to your mouth.
Hell, everything about you was small compared to him and yet he could never see it as anything other than more reasons to love you.
And as if he couldn’t find any more reasons to fall in love with you, he watches with widened eyes as you swallow each spurt of hot and heady cum as he orgasms until he is utterly spent.
“Thank you for the food~” You smile cheekily up at him, opening your mouth and stretching out your little tongue to show that not a single drop was left.
Goddamn, he loves you so much…!
#lexsssu writes#our life beginnings and always#cove holden#cove holden x reader#cove holden x y/n#cove holden x you#cove holden smut#kinktober#crossposted on ao3
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Our Life NSFW HCs
Featuring: Cove, Derek, Baxter, and Jeremy x GN!Reader
Warnings: NSFW writings. Unedited/not proofread. Minors/ageless blogs DNI. Dirty talk. Shower sex. Face fucking/blowjobs. Overstim.
1.4k words ~ 10 min read
Cove loves showering you with praise during sex, often times getting super emotional. He’s a switch and doesn’t mind who takes control, as long as he gets to be close to your perfect body. When he’s close to his release he’ll whine and cry and bury his head in your neck because it just feels so good :(<3 Your anklet (especially if it’s the one he bought) is his weakness and if you keep it on during sex he’ll toy with it while he goes down on you. Definitely the aftercare type, smothering you with gentle kisses and reassuring words. He can get flustered easily and needs encouragement to keep going at times, but he wants to please you so bad and would go down to the ends of the Earth to do so <3
Soft moans and whimpers bounced off the bedroom walls as you rode Cove, his dick reaching the deepest parts of your walls. His hands had an almost bruisingly tight grip on your hips, not because he wants to leave a mark or hurt you but it just feels so good he can’t help himself. As you slowly bounced on his cock, you could feel your strength fading. You looked down at your partner with needy eyes, leaning forward to kiss and bite at his neck.
“Cove….” You whimpered, slowing your hips down to grind into him, making you gasp as his tip reached that special spot inside you.
“N.. Need help…”
As fast as a light switch, he flipped you over so he was back on top. His eyes full of lust but his face showed nothing but love. He pushes your legs up towards your chest as he enters inside you once again, making you moan loudly as his cock stretches you out.
“I love you so much,” He whines, tears welling up in his pretty blue eyes. You moaned his name, feeling your walls clamp down on his dick. Feeling your tightness, he picked up the pace; kissing anywhere his lips could reach your body.
“P-please, I can’t hold back anymore..!”
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Derek is a sweetheart who will always prioritize your needs before his own. He’ll take his time worshipping every part of your body, kissing and licking at your sensitive skin and leaving marks wherever he pleases. He loves using his hands and could touch you for hours, longing to hear your cute whimpers as you cum all over him. He’ll lick you clean and do it all over again until you beg him to just fuck you already. Despite growing confidence over the years, he can still be insecure at times and appreciates it when you tell him just how good he makes you feel. <3
Tears brimmed at the corner of your eyes as your whole body shook from another orgasm, your vision going white. As you came down from your high Derek planted kisses all over your neck and chest, rubbing your thighs gently for comfort.
You’ve came twice already and he hasn’t even fucked you yet. Despite loving every second of his touch, your patience was running thin. You wanted him inside you so so bad.
“D-Der…” You cry softly, grinding your body against his in a desperate attempt to get closer to him. He looks into your eyes, a slight concern arose in him as he noticed your tears.
“You okay, hun?” He asks gently, wiping your tears. You nodded, running your shaky hands down his body slowly. You stop at his dick to slowly stroke it, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
“I need you…please.”
He smiles softly, a faint blush appearing across his cheeks. He complies, spreading your legs once more to align himself at your entrance. Placing one last kiss onto your lips, he slowly thrusts into you; letting out a soft moan as he bottoms out inside of you.
“Anything for you, my love.”
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Baxter is definitely the kinkiest of the bunch, he loves to hear you whine and beg for him. He’s big into orgasm control and will tease you until tears roll down your face and you’re begging for more. Of course because you’re so precious he’ll always reward you for being good.
Although he won’t say it out loud, he loves it when you suck him off. The way you gag and whine so preciously around his cock as he shoves it down your throat makes him go crazy. While he’s good at staying in control of his urges, all of that goes out the window the second he starts fucking your pretty face <3
“Mmm, fuuuck…” Baxter moans, caressing your face and holding your hair back for you as you take his cock into his mouth. The sounds of your muffled gags fill the room, and he’d be lying if said he didn’t love every fucking minute of it.
You stop your actions to catch your breath, a trail of saliva hanging from your lips as you slowly glide your tongue along the length of his dick, looking up at him with your pretty eyes.
That was all that he needed for him to lose all of his self control, grabbing hold of your hair once again before giving you a smirk that sent a shiver down your spine.
“Please put your full trust in me for a few minutes, dear.” He warns, his chest rising and falling heavily with his breaths. He was so so close and needed to fuck that beautiful face of yours so badly.
Knowing exactly what he wants, you open your mouth eager to take him in and flash him the prettiest puppy dog eyes you can manage. He chuckled darkly, wasting no more time to claim your throat as his.
“You know exactly what to do to drive me crazy, doll.”
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Jeremy. Sex is a difficult topic for Jeremy due to his germaphobia, and just because he’s… Jeremy. He feels most comfortable being intimate in the shower or bath, adoring the way the water rolls down your skin and glistens every part of your body. While he’s on the more vanilla side, he loves to bend you over the edge of the tub and whisper degrading things into your ear. He’s not too big into oral (or so he says) but for someone who says that he sure did seem to enjoy it that one time…<3
“J-Jer…” You whine, a gasp escaping your lips every thrust he makes. The warm water cascades over your body and face, spilling onto the bathroom floor but neither of you could be bothered.
His thrusts were slow but strong, every movement he made sent you more and more into a pleasured haze. He brought you back to reality by grabbing your hair, pulling it back so he could whisper in your ear.
“Shut up and take it,” he growls, purposely slowing down even more to focus on going deeper, hitting your most sensitive spot with ease. He lets go of your hair and bends down to kiss and nip at your collarbone and shoulder, wrapping his arm around your neck to pull you deeper into him. With his free hand he slowly rubbed your sex.
Tears pricked at your eyes from the overstimulation, your legs shaking and threatening to buckle on you. Jeremy held you upright, picking the pace back up and fucks you harder.
“Is it too much for you?” He mocks, rolling his tongue along your damp neck. “Don’t think you can take it?”
You shook your head, your heavy pants and whimpers filled the air. Your walls clamped onto his cock as you suddenly came with no warning, your body shaking and your lip quivering. You heard a deep moan escape from Jeremy as he came inside you.
“Dirty slut…” He mutters, giving your ass a quick slap before slowly sliding out of you. You turned around to face him and sat on the edge of the tub, trying to catch your breath. Your whole body was shaking as you tiredly looked up at him, silently begging for any type of comfort.
He sighed, softly rolling his eyes as the smallest smile turned on the corner of his mouth. He bent down to kiss your forehead, and extended a hand out to you to help you back on your feet.
The rest of the shower was in silence, but in a comfortable one. Jeremy washed your hair for you after a bit of convincing and even let you do his for once. You smiled, despite his cold demeanor and stubbornness, he always found a way to show you he cared. In his own weird way.
#cove holden#our life beginnings & always#cove x gn reader#baxter ward#jeremy king#xoxo droplets#derek suarez#smut
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wet dreams
cove holden x m!reader
request : none
Synopsis: He relieves his urges with your sleeping body after a particularly vivid wet dream.
a/n -> written with thick thighed guys in mind. set after step 4. was gonna get this out earlier but i was super tired from some stuff </3
wc -> 1k
cw -> thigh fucking, masturbation attempt, !consensual somnophilia!, wet dream
Heavy breaths filled the silence of the room, barely audible squelching mixing in. Cove's chest fluttered in delight and desire with every kiss and suck to his neck, moaning out whenever you tightened even further around him.
"You feel so good," you panted against him, gently grinding your hips further down. Your arms reached behind his neck to pull him closer to you, entangling one of your hands in his messy, green hair. You were chest to chest, bodies hot and hearts filled with insurmountable amounts of burning lust and adoration for one another.
His cock throbbed with every bounce you provided, sending powerful tremors up and down his spine. He whimpered and buried his face in the crook of your neck, holding your waist tightly. You quietly hummed at the uneven feel of his scar brushing on your skin.
He whined as the addicting warmth in his core intensified, mind hazing over with the need to orgasm.
"Cum for me, Cove," you whispered in his ear, effectively raising goosebumps over his skin. You moved just a bit faster, the peak rising higher and higher before —
Cove jerked awake, eyes wide in alarm. He grimaced when he realized how sweaty he was, kicking the thin blanket off of him. He was unbelievably hot, face flushed with strands of hair sticking to his forehead.
He swallowed as he looked down, erection straining against the fabric of his clothes. He looked away in shame when he saw a noticeable wet spot of precum. He momentarily sat in a conflicted silence before he, as quietly as he could, peeked over your shoulder. You slept on your side and faced away from him, so he wasn't too sure how to properly tell if you were awake or not. It was a lot more difficult than it should've been since he didn't have his glasses on, as well.
He absentmindedly wiped his hands on his pants to rid them of sweat and hoped for the best.
He pulled the front of his pajama pants down just enough to pull his cock out, wincing when he wrapped a fist around the near scalding flesh. He felt himself throb as the tip leaked ample amounts of precum that slid down the shaft and his fingers. He gave himself a tentative stroke, sliding his index finger over the glans and trembled in excited shame when he heard you shift around in your sleep.
He bit his lip to muffle the louder moans as he began to pump faster, desperately chasing the orgasm he was so unceremoniously deprived of. His brows began to furrow when he wasn't leaning toward the desired peak like he hoped and expected, prompting him to slow down and stop.
'It's not enough,' he thought, recalling the vivid sensations of his cock deep inside your tight ass. He nervously chewed on his bottom lip before stealing a glance at your back. His ocean blue eyes trailed lower until he managed to spot your legs just barely visible under the blanket.
He gulped nervously and looked back down to his aching dick. It laid over his shirt and twitched as if it were taunting him. He released a sigh before a shaky hand reached over to your exposed thighs, feeling the skin lightly prickle with goosebumps under his feather-light touch.
He shifted himself so that he sat in front of your parted legs, staring directly at you with a face so hot you could fry an egg. Although you already stated that you were okay with sexual things done to you (or beside) while you were asleep prior to this moment, he still felt wrong and, dare he say, a little perverted.
However, if he were to finally calm down and go back to sleep, he needed to relieve himself, and his hand most definitely didn't work.
Cove spat on his hand with a grimace - he didn't want to actually look for lube at this point - and gently stroked himself. His precum and saliva made for easy lubrication so once he was finished, he wiped his hand on his pants and hesitantly slotted his cock above your crotch.
He slowly put his hands on the sides of your thighs and pushed, bringing them together to encase his dick. He throbbed profusely, finding the warmth of your plush thighs so much better than his hand. He leaned over your knees to watch his cock slide in and out; the squelching of his makeshift lube arousing him further.
He moaned as quietly as he could, trying to make sure that his fingernails didn't dig into your skin and wake you up. He hugged your thighs tighter, the hot coil inside his stomach tightening up a lot faster than he anticipated.
He failed to notice the growing erection that tented your pajama shorts in favor of getting himself off. His breaths grew labored as he thrust faster, your body just barely jolting alongside him.
He let out a louder-than-intended moan as soon as he felt the coil in him snap, spurting cum across your torso. He gently moved his hips to ride out his high, trembling in relief and exhaustion.
He took his eyes off of his cock, only to tense up when he realized that he wasn't sure how to get the stains off of you. Though, that thought was the last thing on his mind when he heard you speak, feeling mortified beyond belief.
"Did you enjoy that?" you wearily question, voice a bit gravelly from your sleep. "I know I did."
Cove released your thighs and finally spotted your boner, a small wet spot signifying your arousal.
"H-How long were you awake?" he asked, the undertones of shame in his voice.
"Mm... just a bit after you started," you answered, keeping one eye on him. "You're not very subtle — or quiet."
He kept his eyes down, cheeks burning in embarrassment.
"That dream you had must've been a good one, huh?" you teased, motioning towards his still erect cock with a quick glance.
"Let's keep going, yeah?"
cross posted on ao3
#cove holden#gb patch games#our life#our life beginnings & always#our life cove#cove holden x reader#reader#reader insert#cove holden x male reader#cove x male reader smut#male reader insert
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✦Masterlist✦
✧Rules✧ -- ✧Who I Write For✧ -- ✧Masterlist 2✧
✧--✦Slasher✦--✧
--✧Multiple Characters✧--
Yandere!Reader Pt.1; (DBD Ghostface, Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair)
Yandere!Reader Pt.2;(Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, The Sinclair Bros, Jason Voorhees, DBD Ghostface, Billy Lenz, Brahms Heelshire)
Cat Calling; (Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, The Sinclair Bros, Thomas Hewitt)
Random Headcanons; (Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, The Sinclair Bros, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer)
Fluffy Smut/Aftercare; (Michael Myers, The Sinclair Bros, Brahms Heelshire)
Reader W/ A Tiny Mean Dog; (Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, The Sinclair Bros, Billy Lenz)
Slashers W/ A Strong!Reader; (Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Billy Lenz, Bubba Sawyer, Bo & Vincent Sinclair, DBD Ghostface)
Slashers W/ A Male!Reader; (DBD Ghostface, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Brahms Heelshire, Bubba Sawyer)
Slashers W/ A Reader W/ PTSD; (The Sinclair Bros, Bubba Sawyer, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees)
Slashers W/ An ADHD!Reader; (The Sinclair Bros, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Brahms Heelshire)
Ghostfaces W/ An Autistic!Reader; (Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, DBD Ghostface)
Sinclair Bros Getting Tricked; (The Sinclair Bros)
Sinclair Oneshots; (The Sinclair Bros)
Sinclair Bros W/ A S/O W/ An Eating Disorder; (The Sinclair Bros, bonus Nick & Carly)
Sinclair's W/ A Hispanic!Reader; (The Sinclair Bros)
Random Sinclair Headcanons; (The Sinclair Bros)
✦Bo Sinclair✦
✦Lester Sinclair✦
✦Vincent Sinclair✦
✦Michael Myers✦
✦Jason Voorhees✦
✧Pending...
✦Brahms Heelshire✦
✧Brahm's reaction to his S/O leaving the house
✦Thomas Hewitt✦
✧Pending...
✦Bubba Sawyer✦
✧Pending...
✦Stu Macher✦
✧Pending...
✦Billy Loomis✦
✧Pending...
✦Billy Lenz✦
✧Pending...
✦Tiffany Valentine✦
✧Pending...
✦Harry Warden✦
✧Pending...
✦Pyramid Head✦
✧Pending...
✧--✦Our Life✦--✧
--✧Multiple Characters✧--
✧Pending...
✦Cove Holden✦
✧Cove W/ A Dominant Reader; NSFW headcanons
✦Derek Suarez✦
✧Pending...
✦Baxter Ward✦
✧Oneshot; Be At Ease
✦Qiu "Autumn" Lin✦
✧Pending...
✦Tamarak Baumann✦
✧Pending...
✧--✦Original✦--✧
✧Evangelical Affair; Damien Thorn x Emmett Forst - Angel/Devil Au -NSFW
✧What's Your Favorite Scary Movie? Vincent Walker x Joshua Eecker -NSFW
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ok so like i fully believe that after cove had sex w the mc the first time he's always needy, like, in the patreon moment it's implied you two have so much sex you can barely keep up with buying condoms . so imagine cove, that horny and needy guy with the highest libido imaginable bc you're so perfect and he wants to have you all the time, with a mc with a low libido . poor guy, you'd have to at least guide him on how to jerk off bc he can't cum unless it's with your help, no matter how ....
AHHH THAT IS SUCH A THOUGHT. this. this is whats in my brain 25/8. i love you anon tysm for the ask
tags : NSFW, gn reader, reader w a low libido, guided masturbation, phone sex, bit of edging, overstimulation
synopsis : cove's libido is much higher than yours, and he's become so obsessed with having sex with you, he's practically dependent on you for his orgasm. so you instruct cove how to get himself off.
he's always so eager to have sex with you, he really, really can't have enough of you...
but even if it wasn't for your low libido, you're sometimes tired and super sensitive after fucking like rabbits the day before
he would never force you! and he would feel bad if you tried to initiate sex even though you weren't in the mood for it. but even though he doesn't say anything, and tries to deal with his painfully hard dick by himself, sometimes it just isn't enough..
he's gotten so obsessed with you finishing him off that sometimes when he gets himself off it's so unsatisfying, and even worse, sometimes he can't even get off at all
poor thing is trying fruitlessly to get off, his hand and dick sloppy with pre and lube, making the dirtiest noises from how fast he's stroking his cock.
even though he's been tugging at his cock for what feels like hours, he just can't cum. his thighs shaking and his cock is so flushed.. the pressure is there he just.. can't...
you must have impeccable timing, because right then you call him.
he doesn't even know what comes over him, but he answers, his voice all breathy when he answers the phone..
he tries to act normal, but you can almost immediately tell somethings wrong, and even though cove really tried to be quiet- you can still hear the sound of something slick making wet sounds...
it's not hard for him to crack, because now he's all pitiful sounding on the phone, whining about how he can't cum and it hurts, he needs to cum so bad and he thought that listening to you talk might help...
excites him more when you call him dirty. hell, you can even tell him he's acting like a whore, he's so desperate at this point that even if you read a cookbook to him he'd probably cum
make him tell you what he's doing, tell you how hard he is and how he's so horny that he couldn't even focus at work, that he almost dropped a whole stack of merchandise on a customer because he's in a daze, day dreaming about you.
day dreaming about how pretty you looked when he gave you head, subconsciously reaching up to discreetly tug his hair the way you did the other night...
"jesus christ, cove. we haven't fucked in barely 24 hours and you're still cock / pussy drunk?" you curse, a bit spun by how ruined your boyfriend is
he gasps, his hand brushing over his cock head.. "i'm sorry. ah- i'm sorry..."
you smack your lips, able to hear cove's unrestrained stroking. "stop stroking your cock. i'm tryna talk to you and you're still jerking your pathetic cock."
cove whines, his fist tightly wrapped around the base of his cock but he doesn't move his wrist, trying not to thrust up into his hand for more friction.
even his body is begging for more, desperate for more.
his panting into the phone, clutching the device like it'd kill him to loosen up, let alone let go.
unbeknownst to your brainless boyfriend, you're on the other end still going about your day, stretched out on your beach towel. even though you had called wanting to invite him to join you at the beach, you have to admit, this is more fun than building sandcastles...
you fix your sunglasses, looking left and right just to make sure there's no one around.
"y/n..." cove mewls, sounding so airy and whiny, so desperate.
"start stroking your cock for me." you instruct, quickly elaborating before cove gets ahead of himself. "slowly."
he lets out a mix of a whine and a huff, forcing himself to slowly drag his hand up and down his length. "o-okay..." he chokes, shaking when his fingers brush over his sensitive head.
you absentmindedly rub lotion over your arms, pinning your phone between your ear and shoulder. the sun is extra hot today, you don't want to burn or worse.
you can hear cove's strangled moans and gasps, muffled words in between.
"mhmm.." you contemplate, there's so many things you could make him do, but you'll definitely have more opportunities..
"stroke the tip for me."
cove pants, his body shaking, his hips torn between pulling away from the overstimulation and bucking up into the sensation.
he swallows, his chest raising and falling.
"tighten your grip. just the way i do."
cove gasps and chokes, his hand fluttering around his tip, and even though he's so sensitive that his cock is basically begging for a break, he bucks up into his hand.
"are you fucking your hand? did i tell you to do that?"
cove's stomach dips in arousal, his eyes fluttering shut from your stern tone. "n-no. no, you did- aah! didn't!"
"you're probably such a pitiful sight.. you've been trying to get off all day, and you can't even do that without my help." you coo.
"touch your nipples for me, and stop stroking your cock, i don't want you to cum yet."
cove whines, begrudgingly pulling away from his cock, torn between disobeying and obeying but he does listen.
he tugs on his nipples, twisting the buds between his fingers.
the lube and pre from his cock is making his nipple shiny from the mess.
cove arches into his hands, his heavy cock hanging over his stomach, lube and pre dripping onto his tummy, his cock twitching and pre pearling at his tip.
"good boy." you purr over the line, "you sound so pretty... go ahead and touch your cock again, i wanna hear you cum."
cove's hand falls to his cock, his breath hitching.
"stroke it just the way i do." you instruct, cove's low moan and curse a sign if him following your instructions. "that's it... tighten your grip, stroke nice and fast for me."
cove tries to mimick your movements, closing his eyes, trying to imagine your hand around his dick instead.
his hand gropes his pec, fondling his "tits" the same way you would, squeezing and squishing the muscle, his fingers pinching his nipples and his thumb runs over his flushed mushroom head.
"i'm- y/n i'm gonna-" cove gasps, arching his back, the bed creaking from all his squirming.
"that's it, keep it up. you're doing so good for me cove." you praise, licking your lips, imagining your boyfriend all flushed and sweaty, on the edge of cumming...
"go ahead and cum for me."
cove growls, ropes of cum spurting across his stomach and making a sloppy mess of his hand.
you let him work through his high, hearing his labored breath and whimpers through the phone.
"fuck..." cove curses softly, thoroughly spent from his orgasm.
"cove?" you call over the phone.
he licks his lips, wiping his hand over his face. "yeah?"
"open the door for me, will you?"
i have a very vivid image of our sunshine boy in my head..... and he's a mess. and i Want him..
#olba#our life: beginnings & always#cove holden#cove holden x reader#smut#cove holden smut#cove holden x reader smut#cove holden x mc
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mmmm i want lazy comforting spicy sex with cove you don’t understand i’m going crazy ummm implied jamie has a hooha my apologies
it’s most likely raining, maybe still dark out? overall y’all had a lazy day just chilling in bed enjoying one another’s company before things start getting handsy and heated, but the both of you are too comfy to actually get up and do something about it so for a while it’s hot fleeting touches met with quiet pleads to be touched.
in this scenario, cove wouldn’t let you lift a finger. he wants you to enjoy this while staying laid back and comfy. he lets his fingers brush against your private parts for a while, slipping your undergarments to the side to slip a finger inside and whispers sweet nothings and words of praise while be thrust his fingers in and out of you to get you squirming.
when he puts it in, he’s too comfy to move and you end up cock warming him for a bit, his arms wrapped around you as you both lay on your sides aching for more. (bonus points if he falls asleep while inside idk i think that’s cute). When he finally gets around ti moving his thrust are lazy and slow, he has you on your side, holding up shaky legs that allow him access to your parts that feel the best. He smothers your face in loving kisses, the hot skin on skin contact getting to him and oh my god i’m too tired to finish this use ur imagination i’m sorry
#trixiedust#cove holden#our life: beginnings & always#our life#cove holden x you#cove holden smut#cove holden x jamie last#cove holden x reader smut#cove holden x mc#our life cove holden#cove james holden#cove holden x reader
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Cove's Alphabet NSFW
This includes NSFW ideas of what Cove Holden is like during sex or after, please do not read if you are under the age of 18 <3 (Written by Rat #2) (added a few things since last posted)
A- Aftercare (What are they like): Very gentle, loves to pamper the other person, and greatly appreciates it when their partner gives them aftercare too, even if it is a simple spooning cuddle session or if it is bathing the other. He often tends to hold you close to his chest, threading his fingers through your hair as your breathing regulates, and gives you gentle forehead kisses.
B- Body Part (Their favorite of their own and yours): His favorite is his arms because he is confident in his strength when it comes to picking you up. He loves your legs, specifically your thighs, because they are a nice size for him to lay his head against when the two of you are relaxing or after everything is said and done.
C- Cum / Clothes After (Where they do it): He often pulls out if he doesn’t use a condom and cums purposefully on their stomach, their legs, or on a towel if available. After everything is said and done, he prefers to put on his underwear and shorts, lending you his shirt if it is oversized on you. He doesn’t mind if you have any clothes on after or even during the session, but he isn’t against you putting any or all of your clothes back on after. He purposely aims to keep you as comfortable as possible.
D- Dirty Secret (A dirty secret or a guilty pleasure during sex): He won’t ever admit it, but he secretly likes it when you talk dirty to him in public spaces when no one is paying attention or when anyone can’t hear. He also loves it when you give him neck kisses in public, which makes him instantly go red, stuttering out the ass.
E- Experience (How experienced are they): You both got together when he was 17 and you were 16. (For the sake of things, you can swap the ages if your birthday comes before his, which is November 2nd.) He previously had one girlfriend when he was in middle school, but it never went anywhere because he secretly had eyes for you the whole time and was too scared to admit it. You were the first person he was ever intimate with, which also allowed you to teach him things, though he had already researched a bit before doing anything with you. The first time you both ever did anything he was absolutely flustered out of his mind, stuttering the whole time and making sure you felt good as if he would die on the spot if you didn't.
F- Favorite Position: If it wasn’t obvious, he wasn’t very skilled in knowing about many different positions and how to properly do them, so he typically has you both in missionary. He loves it when you ride him, though because he gets a wonderful angle of you and he loves watching the way he's able to make you feel.
G- Goofy (Are they serious at the moment, goofy, nervous, etc.): Often he gets a bit carried away at the moment before realizing what he does, causing him to get flustered and making him ask, "Does this feel okay?". "Oh god, I didn’t hurt you, did I?" He tends to laugh a tiny bit whenever you do something more direct or dominant, such as wrapping your legs around his waist making him go silent for a moment before continuing.
H- Horny (How horny do they typically get and what is their desire to do things): Often, when he is off visiting his mom and you aren’t with him. at least one of the nights he will jerk off at the thought of you under him or you whispering in his ear. Something he will never admit is that one time when he called you at his mom's, he was touching himself and quickly ended the call before he finished. Something that makes him get lightheaded is when you drag your tongue along his neck or collarbone. (Bonus points if you kiss him after and where your tongue stopped, there is a trail of saliva dripping down the side).
I- Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantically, do they touch a lot, sensual?): He often doesn’t know what to do with himself physically because he gets very nervous and second-guesses himself, leaving you to help him figure out where to touch. After your third time having sex, he has the things that make you moan the loudest burned into his brain, making him instantly do whatever that is.
J- (Jack off, how often do they?): He wasn’t really one to touch himself before your relationship because he always thought it was disrespectful to think about you that way without knowing you also reciprocated the feeling. After you got together, he did it about once a week.
K- Kink (One or more of their kinks): He has a HUGE praise kink since he is a bit nervous. He loves hearing how good he makes you feel, and that is often almost enough for him to cum on the spot without you even touching him. He dislikes the thought of you being tied up or blindfolded, but he won’t object to it if you suggest he is.
L- Location (Favorite place to do it; where is it most often?): While living with his dad, he ALWAYS prefers to do it in his bedroom or your bedroom, but on the off chance that absolutely no one is around, he might do it on a kitchen table, a counter, or a couch. When he is living on his own, he will do it anywhere in his own place: kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, living room, etc. Unless you beg him to do it in a public restroom, he always strays away from doing it somewhere in public.
M- Motivation (What turns them on): He instantly gets weak in the knees when you breathe along his neck or give him gentle kisses along his collarbone. He likes it when you are more direct in the beginning, such as by pushing him against a wall or whispering dirty things in his ear because it reassures him fully that you do want him.
N- NO (What is off-limits, or something they would not do during sex?): Choking: He WILL NOT purposely choke you unless you specifically guide him where to put his hands and how much pressure to apply. He is also against physically hurting you, like spanking. Despite this, he will toss you on the bed if you were being a tease to him earlier in the day.
O- Oral (How good are they? Do they prefer receiving or giving): He definitely likes it when you give him handjobs, blowjobs, etc. More often than not, though, he enjoys eating you out when you’re pressed against a wall. He likes watching how your legs give out with the way he flattens his tongue against you. Probably it is a 65:35 ratio of him eating you out and you giving him either of the jobs.
P- Pace/Physical (Are they fast and rough? How quickly? Do they like to bruise or give hickeys?) Since you are the first person he has ever been intimate with, he often finishes really quickly. He loves it when you give him hickeys anywhere on his body, but he purposely gives you hickeys on the lower part of your neck, where no one can see. (It’s like your little secret with him.)
Q- Quickie (How often and their opinions on this over proper sex): He definitely prefers proper sex in the bedroom or somewhere more comfortable where he can take his time and really make sure you’re satisfied, but if you request to do a quickie, he often won’t turn you down.
R- Risk (Are they willing to do it with others around?): When it was earlier in your guy’s relationship, he was 100% against doing it when his dad or your friends could hear, but over time, as you guys learn about each other's bodies, he will do quickies in another room quietly. Later, when you guys are alone, he will give you what you deserve.
S- Stamina (How many rounds and how long are the rounds): He is pretty average when it comes to stamina, usually 2 or 3 rounds, unless you eg him on for another or if you edge him into another.
T- Toy (Do they own some or use it on themselves or their partner): He isn’t the biggest fan of toys, and he would prefer to be touched by you or to touch you. If you request toys, he isn’t against using them on you, but again, he doesn’t like using them on himself unless he is alone and you can’t satisfy him yourself.
U- Unfair (How much they like to tease or get teased): He won’t ever admit it, but he does love it when you tease him. He finds it super attractive when you know the little things that turn him on. Only when you begin teasing him will he lightly tease you back, but it often blows up in his face with you teasing him even more.
V- Volume (How loud are they and what sounds do they make): When there aren't any risk factors, he will get very loud, whining, and breathy groaning. When he gets carried away, he often cries out, repeating your name multiple times. He absolutely loves hearing your voice, so he aims to make you feel as good as he can. (Bonus points if you say his name when you finish, which often makes him cum on the spot regardless if you are touching him.)
W- Whispering (Do they like to keep you quiet or themselves or go all out): He often is quiet during a quickie, where he only grunts and gives quiet praises such as "Yeah" or "Just like that". When it is you guys alone, I’ve said it multiple times, he gets very loud and is a little puppy dog for you, whining and gasping for breath.
X- X-Rated (Do they watch porn to get off, or watch movies while you do it?): When he hasn’t seen you in a while, he will listen to audio that sounds similar to your voice, but he doesn’t often watch porn. When having sex, he will often put on some sort of low sound in the background, so it muffles the sound of your guy's voice from outside the room. Sometimes, when you go on date nights in the house, he will put on an X-rated movie to get you two going.
Y- Yearning (How much do they do it with you?): He generally can go 1-2 weeks without any sexual touching, but after that, he craves you. He will regularly have sex with you 1-3 times a week, with the occasional quickie thrown in the mix.
Z- Zzz (How quickly do they fall asleep?): He often gets flooded with emotions before, during, and even after everything is all said and done, so he gets tired very easily, which leaves you to give him aftercare. He will make sure, though, that after every session he reassures you of how well you did or gives you some sort of pampering before resting. This is the time when he gives you the most softest kisses in the world and presses his hands against you like you're silk.
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I've never been more grateful to find a blog than I have been with yours, your writing is gr8 and I SO appreciate that you write smut/dark themes but don't touch incest stuff, it's such a relief, bless you 🙏🏽
THAT SAID, I would love to make a request if I can!! I've been thinking really hard about soft yandere Cove Holden lately and would die for some smut about him breaking into GN/male MC's house while they're in the shower <3 Ideally the two would be in a long term relationship already and he simply has a habit of doing this to them and they're okay with it lmao 😌
Thank you in advance even if you choose not to do this one, just for being around and for sharing your fics with us!! —🦋
Nothing with wrong with people who are into it! I write graphic violence and noncon, so I will not be throwing stones from my glass house haha hope you like this! :)
Good Ol' Fashioned B & E (AO3)
Cove just so happens to find your window open, while you just so happen to be in the shower. He decides he's unable and unwilling to hold himself back from reminding you who you belong to.
(Cove Holden x m!reader, explicit, 3,600 words, soft yandere themes)
Cove parked his car in front of your house, sighing and ruffling his hair. Since the sun stayed out longer in the summer, he found himself giving surfing lessons late into the evening. By the time he packed up his things, it was well into the night.
Rolling his shoulders, he slipped out of his car, locking it and tossing his keys into his messy and overflowing work bag. However, once he made it up to your door, he realized he needed them to get in. Tossing his head back and groaning, he tugged his bag towards the front of his body before shaking his head.
Walking around to the side of your place, he swung himself up onto the eaves and atop the first floor roof. Wiggling one of the windows up in your hallway, he smirked as it opened easily, unlocked. Hauling himself in, he looked around, the lights off all around him.
Walking softly towards your bedroom, he kicked his shoes off before he heard soft music. Humming to himself, he pushed your door open, greeting your pet before looking towards the master bath. Licking his lips, he felt his face flush hotly. Padding over to the door, he cracked it open, groaning quietly as he heard the shower running and saw the curtain closed.
Letting out a tense breath, he closed his eyes as he saw your boxers on the tiled floor. Palming himself gently through his loose jeans, he stood there, listening as you hummed along, picturing your perfectly imperfect body in the shower.
Biting his lip, he quickly stripped off his shirt and pants, tugging his boxer briefs down as well. Tugging his hair free of his ponytail, he silently made his way to the shower, peeking in slowly. Slipping past the curtain, he faced your bare back, smirking.
Not wanting to wait a moment longer, his arms quickly wound around your waist, biting your shoulder as you screamed. In your panic, you grabbed at his hands, wiggling in his grasp, moaning as his teeth sunk deeper into your soft skin.
“C-Cove?” Your voice was breathless, chest heaving as the shock left you just as quick.
Cove leaned forward, catching your ear between his teeth, his voice low, “You shouldn’t leave your windows unlocked, someone could easily break in… Someone with less than pure intentions.” Kissing you softly over your ear, he loosened one arm to rub it across your chest, kissing your shoulders and nibbling around where he had bit you.
You laughed breathlessly, leaning back into him as you felt him start to get hard against your lower back. “Yeah, I know. I’m trying to invite this one- ah!” Shuddering as he bit you again, you rubbed yourself against him. “This one really cute guy. Y-You’ve might’ve seen him around here before.” Sighing contentedly, you let him nudge your head to the other side, covering you in marks equally there as well. “He’s tall and fit… And he has the most handsome ocean eyes and prettiest long hair.”
You felt him nuzzle you, his happy humming surrounding you. Laughing, you brought your hand up to his head, petting his tangled hair. Cove tightened his grip around you, the arm still resting against your tummy drifting downwards. Stiffening, you whimpered as he wrapped a hand around your hardening shaft.
“Seems like you were hoping he’d find his way here tonight.” His voice was husky as he stroked you, letting you melt into his arms. “How naughty of you… I’ll have to show you what happens if you let just any man crawl through your window at night.”
Shuddering against his hold, the arm wrapped around your chest tightened as did his fist. Crying out, you bucked your hips against him. His fingers slipped across your nipple, mouth nibbling across you as he listened to you moan for him. “Cove~”
Face warm, he whimpered against you, hand moving faster as you shook in his grip. “Ahh! Fuck- Cove!” His fingers danced over your skin expertly, squeezing the base of your cock before loosening up and slipping to your tip, where he traced you with his fingertips, before repeating himself. “I- Ahh!”
Rolling your hips back, you tried to grind against him, whimpering as his hand left your chest to squeeze your package. Moaning, you thrust into his hand, your own arms winding around his neck where he stood behind you. His hands were unrelenting, feeling you tremble against his broad chest.
“This is what you wanted? For a cute boy to crawl through your window and wreck you? Want me to ruin you? My cute little boyfriend is so dirty, such naughty fantasies. Better make it up to me, baby, cum for me and I’ll forgive you.” Cove’s cheeks were burning, the dirty talk falling off his tongue as he jerked you off, feeling your perfect ass so close to his throbbing cock.
You felt your climax within you, hips shaking as he squeezed you tightly. “Fuck! Cove!” Moaning loudly, you felt his hands move, one closing into a fist around your base as the other pinched your tip. Crying out, you shook your head, “Cove! Please! Fuck, let me cum for you, please!”
You could feel the wave of pleasure ebbing away as he kissed your shoulders, hands pulling away from you and resting on your hips. You whimpered as he turned you, arms falling to your sides as you hid your face against him. “Aww, my poor thing… You wanted to waste your cum? Just let it go down with the water? You know better. Where are the only places you’re allowed to cum?”
Sighing against him as he moved his shaft to be pressed against yours as best he could considering the height difference, you felt your mind go blank. Basking in the feeling of his burning wet body against yours, you didn’t notice how he huffed above you, one hand pulling away before spanking you. Crying out, you dug your nails into him, listening through his chest as he hissed.
“I asked you a question.” His voice was husky above you, his hand slowly jerking off both your cocks as they were pressed together.
You panted, drool pooling in your mouth, “I- What? W-What did, ahhh~ what did you say?” Your hips moved gently, rubbing the underside of your cock against his.
Cove smiled above you, almost wanting to just whisk you away and make love to you in bed, but mostly he wanted to see you fall apart and beg for him, to remember who you belonged to and how he belonged to you. You were too cute and precious for your own good, he wanted to tease you, to squeeze you until you snapped in half.
Leaning back from where you were pressed to his chest, he nuzzled your nose sweetly. “I asked you where you’re allowed to cum?” He idly kissed across your face, hand moving slowly between you. Listening to you moan lowly, he nibbled your lip.
Ocean eyes stared intently at you, an obsessive love swirling within them. Leaning forward, you kissed him softly, sighing through your nose. Breaking away, you rocked your hips into his, panting slightly. “O-Only allowed to cum in-inside you and, haah~ in your m-mouth.”
Cove bit his lip, hand moving faster between the two of you, watching as your brows knit upwards. His other hand pet your tummy before moving to grab your ass. “That’s right, you have to be my good boy and save your cum for me. Can you do that?”
Both your cheeks were flushed, pleasured expressions facing each other. Whimpering, you nodded, fingertips playing with his sensitive nipples. Moaning loudly, his voice echoed off the shower walls as he tipped his head back. “Fuck~ Good boy. So perfect for me.” Swallowing thickly, he let go of both your cocks, hissing as you scratched down his chest. “C’mon, let's get cleaned up before we go to bed. Can you do that for me?”
You groaned aloud, pouting at him. However, Cove merely smiled down at you, giggling softly. Leaning around you, he purposefully avoided your puppy dog eyes, grabbing shampoo and lathering your head up. Humming softly to the music that he could hear once more, he tilted you up by your jaw, smooching you with puckered lips.
Trying to fight the smile off your face, you let him rinse your hair. Sighing, he applied conditioner before you nudged him to the side and helped him into the water. “Gotta get my perfect boy washed up, too. God knows your hair is full of sand.” He smiled at you, loving expression watching you closely as you repeated his actions with him.
Kissing his throat, you massaged his shampoo into his hair, careful of the saltwater knots. Cove’s hands drifted down your sides, tracing your curves and stretch marks. “I love you.” Sighing against his slick skin, you nuzzled him.
“I love you, too. My precious boy. You’re all mine, forever. And I’ll always be yours.” Cove’s heart thumped at your words, passionate obsessive flames within his soul burning hotly. You were all his, forever. You’d never leave him, and he’d never leave you. He’d absorb you into his body if he could, just so you’d always be together.
Switching places, you let the water cascade over your conditioned hair, Cove lathering up on soap and rubbing you down. He giggled in front of you, lathering you up and playing in the bubbles. Your cock was still achingly hard, memories of your lost orgasm rolling in your lower belly. He was careful to wash all over you, turning you in his grip as the suds washed off your chest as his hands rubbed you down.
Kissing your freshly washed neck, his hands slipped further down, one holding your hip as the other circled your tight rim. Whimpering, you braced your hands on the shower wall. “Cove…” His name was just a whisper, waiting to see what he would do.
Cove hummed behind you, gently circling you. With a kiss to the shell of your ear, you felt his fingertip push past you gently, shallowly entering you. Sighing softly, you leaned forward, hips subtly rocking back. Slowly easing deeper inside you, he basked in your soft sounds and hot body.
However, he didn’t stay inside you for long, slipping out and cleaning the rest of you as if nothing happened. You whimpered, forehead resting on your hands. “Cove~” You whined disappointedly, wiggling your hips and looking at him over your shoulder.
He just tilted his head innocently. Pouting, you switched places with him, cheeks hot. “You’re such a tease tonight…” Copying him, you grabbed his body wash and cleaned him up. Eyes flicking up to him as he lathered his hair with conditioner, you slowly moved downwards towards his lengthy shaft.
Eyes looking down, you held in a moan at the sight, thick seafoam bush and swollen cock hanging down, water flowing down it freely. Finally dragging your eyes away from it, you looked back up at him, squeaking as his heated stare made contact with you.
His gaze was passionate and it had you swallowing thickly. “C-Cove?” He growled as you said his name, belly hot and tight as he thought how perfect it sounded falling from your lips. Gritting his teeth, he rinsed himself off, grabbed your cheeks and shoved his tongue into your mouth as he pressed you against the wall.
Moaning loudly, your voice was muffled against his mouth. His tongue pet yours, tracing the inside of your teeth as his rough hand grabbed your cock once more. You tried to pull away but he was unrelenting, swallowing all your sounds as he pumped you quickly. Dragging your nails down his back, you helplessly humped his fist, whimpering against him.
Puffing through his nose, he moaned against you, hand leaving you and grabbing your hips. He ground against you, breaking away and panting heavily. “Fuck! You’re so- ahh!” He bit your shoulder, listening to you moan as he tried to collect his thoughts. He wanted you so badly, that cute look in your eyes as you leered at his big cock. He needed to fuck you, needed you to be begging him to let you cum.
Leaning back down, he bit your lip, dragging it between his teeth before breaking away. Finally, his burst of energy passed and he peered down at you, cheeks flushed and eyes hazy. He didn’t break eye contact with your dazed expression as he leaned back and shut off the water. Dragging the curtain open, he finally looked away, grabbing the both of you towels and handing one to you.
The both of you dried off quickly and silently, the music echoing around you as you heard Cove groan every few moments, his ocean eyes lustfully raking over you with every move you made. You couldn’t help but whimper, feeling his charged energy in the air, knowing he was moments away from pounding you and marking you up as his.
You loved when he was like this, as if nothing else mattered than claiming you and making you his. Finally dry enough, Cove tossed both your towels to the floor, grabbing you around the wrist and dragging you into your bedroom, shuddering at the air conditioning.
Tossing you onto your bed, he grabbed a bottle of lubricant out of your drawer, meeting your eyes again as he stroked himself. “Who do you belong to?” You whimpered, whispering his name. His wanton gaze didn’t change as his eyes fell down to your flushed shaft. “Who does this pretty cock belong to?”
You threw your arm over your eyes, blushing. “You, Cove. I-It’s all yours.” He growled above you, clean hand gripping your forearm and pinning it above your head. Gasping, you moaned, his strong arms flexing above you.
“Who owns that tight ass of yours?” You lifted your legs subconsciously, spreading them so he could reach you easier.
“You, Cove! Fuck!” However, to your frustration, he let go of you, disappearing from your line of sight. With a shout, you stared at the ceiling for a moment before shouting, “Cove!” Leaning on your elbows, you quickly fell back against the blankets again, crying out as he swallowed your cock.
Moaning loudly, you laid on your back, hands pulling his wet hair as he took your cock deep into his throat. “Fuck! I-I can’t! It’s too much!” After him edging you and touching you all during your shower, you thought you might burst. Whimpering at how easily he was getting you off, you bucked up into his mouth.
“Fuck! I’m gonna cum! Cove, please! Please let me cum in your mouth- ahh!” His hand came back to your package, squeezing it in his palm gently. You shuddered, moaning loudly as you rolled your hips up, crying out sharply as you finished on his tongue.
Cove moaned lasciviously around your shaft, eyes closing with flushed cheeks. Swallowing every drop, he sucked on your tip, his hand pumping your shaft as he massaged your package. You arched your back, unable to get a good look at him as your eyes were lidded in blissful pleasure.
Panting as he popped off you, he crawled back up your body. Kissing your cheeks, he moved to nuzzle into your hair. “Good boy… Cumming down my throat, not wasting any bit of your delicious cum. I think you deserve a reward.” His voice was husky and you shuddered.
“P-Please…” Cove grinned at your soft voice, hands grabbing you behind your knees and lifting your legs. You blushed, covering your face with your hands, “Cove…” Once your legs were secure and pinned around his waist, he smiled softly.
Kissing you chaste on the lips, he nuzzled your nose. “I wanna see my good boy fall apart. Wanna watch you beg for my cock, screaming for me to pound this tight ass hard.” Kissing you again, “Can you be good and do that for me?”
Whimpering once more, you nodded. Cove smirked, leaning back. Using one hand, he guided his slick cock to your tight rim. You sighed, relaxing into the bed as he gently pushed inside.
Cove couldn’t help but moan, watching your blissful expression as he pressed his lengthy cock inside you. Licking his lips, he leaned forward, resting one palm on the side of your head. Looking up at him, his hair a curtain around his handsome face, you smiled softly. Cheeks flushed, you moaned his name quietly.
Moaning hotly, he finally bottomed out inside you, listening to you groan. Your heat wrapped around him in a vice, tight without any stretching done before. You panted below him, flexing your hands where you moved to rest them on either side of your hand. Cove smiled, moving so that his hands were intertwined with yours.
Leaning down, he kissed you softly, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Sighing, he rocked his hips against you, moving only a bit before slipping back inside. You moaned aloud, hands tightening around his. “Cove~ more, please.”
Cove swallowed thickly, nodding and grinning. Leaning back, you let go of his hands as he held your hips. You watched with flushed cheeks as he pulled back just to shove himself in. You tossed your head back as Cove began a rough pace. Slipping one leg down, he anchored one foot on the floor with his knee on the bed.
Watching your body closely, he jerked his hips back, shoving them against you before pulling back and repeating. He gasped for air as your body squeezed around his cock, whimpering as you slid against the bed, cheeks heated and mouth open as you moaned loudly.
Gripping your legs, he moved them to be against his chest, basking in your sounds of pleasure and as your bodies came together. Whimpering, he closed his eyes, feeling himself drool at the feeling of you. “Ahh~ Ah! Fuck!” His voice was strained, feeling his climax approach, the teasing in the shower not helping him last.
You moaned below him, watching as his hair bounced, tanned skin darkening with a full body blush. “C-Cove~ inside, please, ahh!” His hips faltered, and with a sharp cry, he pressed against your belly, tugging your hips higher as he tried to pound against your sweet spot.
Crying out, you whipped your head to the side, trying to hide your face. Curling your leg, you tugged yourself higher against him, cock sinking deeper inside you and brushing your p spot with every frenzied thrust. You tugged at the blankets, pulling them up on either side of you as you arched in his grasp.
Cove panted, watching you carefully, body on fire. You were so tight around him, he couldn’t think. Whimpering, he felt tears gather in the corner of his eyes as he screwed them shut, moaning uncontrollably as he pounded you against the soft bed. “Fuck! Ahh! F- ahh~ Cumming, ah! I’m, haah!~”
You watched through dazed eyes as he fell apart between your legs, semi hard cock tapping your belly with each powerful thrust. Arching your back, you moaned hotly, his name falling off your lips like a prayer. “Cove!”
As you cried out for him, Cove trembled, hands moving to grip your thighs as tight as he could, your cries echoing in his empty head as he blew his load deep inside you, pumping you full of cum. Tipping his head back, his hands loosened, hips moving softly against you as aftershocks rattled his body.
Panting heavily, he let your legs fall to his sides again, dragging himself from inside you to crawl atop you and collapse. With a puff of air, you laughed breathlessly, rubbing his back and kissing his shoulder. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” Your words were weak, still reeling from the intense pleasure of him pounding you.
Cove heaved for air above you, body shaking as he wrapped his arms around you and flipped you on your sides. Resting your head on his bicep, you leaned in and scattered kisses all over his flushed and sweaty face. Smiling softly, you nibbled his lip, feeling as his arm slipped off your waist. Opening your mouth to ask him if he wanted water or anything, you gasped as his free hand wrapped around your sore cock.
Whimpering, your arm wound around his neck, pulling your faces in tight. “C-Cove, you don’t have t- ahh!” His speed was unrelenting, working to get you off once more. “Cove! Fuck!” You shuddered, crying out as you shoved your mouth against his.
Within moments Cove had you bursting all over your bellies and the blanket. You gasped for air, the speed rattling your bones. You whimpered as he touched you softly, ocean eyes watching you lazily. Finally meeting his gaze once more, you leaned up to kiss him.
Gently, you rubbed your tongues together, moaning as you took turns exploring each other’s mouths. Twining your legs together, you rolled over so you were atop of him. Resting your forehead against him, you sighed happily. “Do you want some water?” Your voice was rough, croaking as you laughed slightly.
Cove smiled under you, humming happily and not paying attention. Wrapping his arms around you, you laughed as he dragged you back down. Holding onto him, you let him readjust the two of you so you were under the covers.
Sighing happily, you nuzzled up against him, letting him be the big spoon. His voice was quiet, and you could hear the tears in it as he spoke softly to you, “I love you… I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”
With a warm smile on your face, you ignored the mess the two of you made and cuddled close. Your eyes were heavy as you felt Cove fall asleep next to you, listening to his heartbeat until you felt yourself join him.
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omg my first fanfic since middle school but rambling with @sugar-omi sm inspired me to try again
i’m literally gonna throw up !!!!!! also this is my first time writing smut so it's bad sorry if it feels super rushed–it’s because it is! I wrote it before my next lecture 🙈
oh! and happy birthday cove! ♡
edit: took down the first time i posted this bc i rlly did not like it but ended up not editing
summary: cove x reader - cove doesn’t like losing but you drive a hard bargain
tags: NSFW, fem/afab reader, high libido!reader, sub cove, prolly ooc, use of aphrodisiacs, handcuffs, p in v, dick riding in cowgirl position, unprotected sex (reader is on the pill i swear but always wrap it up!) idk what else i’ve only ever posted on wattpad i never used tags like this lol
it had been a few months since you and cove moved into your new apartment together and needless to say, you had gained a lot of sexual experience since then.
though you weren’t at the point of fucking like animals, ever since the two of you first went “all the way”, it had opened a new door in your relationship, and without the fear of getting caught by your families, he’d become much more clingier and practically always had a hand somewhere on your body, which sometimes led to a little more than just heavy petting.
in an effort to be a little more adventurous, you had proposed a fun challenge to cove: you would both take an aphrodisiac chocolate you found at a local sex boutique, and whoever could go the longest without touching themselves or the other would win and, naturally, the winner gets to choose the loser’s punishment.
cove nearly burst into flames at the idea of taking a drug that would make him horny–it was embarrassing enough getting turned on naturally–but it also excited him and his competitive streak, so he agreed, which led you to now.
cove squirmed uncomfortably on one corner of the couch, trying to focus on the nature documentary on the tv while you leaned back against the other corner, watching him with a smug smirk on your lips. you may have felt a little guilty setting up your boyfriend like this–your high libido gave you the heavy advantage of being very horny throughout the day even when you couldn’t act on it, whereas your poor boyfriend had less moments of neediness and was therefore not used to feeling so desperate–but it was too fun watching him sit so uncomfortably, and you knew the pay off would be worth it.
“you having fun there, cove?” you ask teasingly, languidly running a hand through your hair. cove offers a small grumble while shifting his jeans to try and make his hard on more comfortable, before deciding that wasn’t enough and adds,
“n-no…” his response makes your smirk widen.
“you know, there’s no shame in surrender~”
cove pouts at you, torn between his determination to win, and his desire to finally be able to blow a load. his stubbornness is amusing, but you want to get to the good part, so you lean forward on the couch until you have to support yourself on your arms, ensuring cove has a good view of your chest from your low-cut shirt.
“if you give up now, i promise to be nice with your punishment,” you purr, slowly crawling closer to him. even without the drug, cove was obsessed with your chest, but the aphrodisiac running through him made his eyes zero in on it. he gulps loudly and you stop in front of him.
“y-you promise…?” he asks shakily, tearing his eyes away from the tantalizing sight to meet yours. you grin in victory, sitting on your knees and slipping off your top to push him over the edge.
“i promise~”
at your words, cove concedes and practically launches himself forward, his hands landing roughly on your hips and his mouth finds your lips before trailing kisses down your neck. before he can reach your tits, however, you gently push him back by his shoulders, getting wetter at the sight of his disappointed, puppy-like gaze.
“you lose,” you say with a mocking smile. “now you have to be punished.”
cove’s eyes are already watering by the time he’s handcuffed to the bed by cheap plastic from your old halloween costumes, laying naked and flat against the mattress helplessly as you stand in front of him, removing your shorts and underwear at a painfully slow pace. his dick is so hard it hurts, twitching uselessly against his stomach as his gaze never leaves your body.
“please…” he whimpers, his hips rolling once into nothing. “please touch me already…”
“you don’t get to make demands when you lost the game,” you taunt with a smile, but you crawl on top of him anyways, straddling his hips with your hot sex so close to his, he could feel it. he whines your name.
“you promised to be nice…” he says pitifully.
“i did, didn’t i?” you pretend to ponder before lowering your hips and grinding your wet cunt against the underside of his dick, drawing out a long, relieved moan from him. the thick vein on the underside feels so delicious against you, you let out a shaky sigh. your hands rest on the sides of his chest as you roll your hips against him, your forefingers rubbing his perky nipples making him pant.
“stop teasing,” cove begs. “more… i…”
“what? what do you want from me, cove?” you ask coyly, grinding particularly hard and biting back a soft moan as his tip catches your clit.
“i-i… please just- just fuck me already!” he cries.
“y’ lucky i already prepped,” you mutter, lifting yourself off him and reaching one hand down to line him up. cove nearly sobs in relief as you slowly lower yourself down on his length, both your hands on his chest again as you reach the hilt.
“f-fuck…” he gasps softly, feeling your warmth encase him entirely. he nearly sobs again when you lift up your hips until he’s almost entirely out, just for you to slam down on him again, marking the start of a brutal pace he was not prepared for at all.
“w-wait! you- that-” he starts, only to be cut off again and again by his own moans and disoriented thoughts, before he can finally string together a thought and a cry of your name. “too much!”
still, you don’t slow down, bouncing on his dick easily with the help of the springy mattress below you. your hands move to his legs as you lean back, giving cove a clear sight of where your bodies meet and how your combined arousal has left a milky ring on the base of his dick with a few stray drops sitting on his seafoam bush. he doesn’t even have the ability to thrust back up into you, letting you use him like a glorified dildo as tosses his head back on the pillow behind him, only to lean forward again to watch you. his moans match yours and the pace you’ve set, the sound of your ass slapping against his hips echoing in the bedroom and his eyes drifting all over your body, lingering on your face, tits, and cunt.
“o-oh, fuck…!” cove hisses loudly. “h-honey… please, let me touch you…!”
“n… nuh uh,” you grin down at him. “y-you lost, so… you gotta put up with this- oh, fuck-!” the coil in your belly is close to snapping, and you can tell from how he twitches inside you that cove is close as well. you pick up the pace, crying out when his tip hits your cervix. cove calls out your name like a mantra.
“i- ‘m gonna…” cove chokes out through his moans.
“do it,” you pant. “cum in- oh!” your cunt squeezes him in surprise as his wrists break free from the cheap plastic handcuffs and his hands tightly grasp your hips and he plants his feet on the bed to thrust up into you just as he wanted while you lose control.
“f-fuck!” you cry out as you do your best to support yourself on cove’s chest, eyes rolling back from his breakneck pace and his balls slapping your ass. it only takes a few seconds for you both to reach your climaxes and you loudly moan cove’s name as he shakily groans, his cum painting your insides white. you don’t even have a moment to collect yourself before cove rolls the two of you over, still sheathed inside you and not any less hard. he hovers over you with a wolfish grin, some of his sweat dripping onto you.
“your game and punishment weren’t fair, so it’s my turn to pay you back, okay?” he says darkly. “and i like doing it without the condom. we should do it more often.”
oh, you would definitely do this more often
this was not up to my standards but that's okay! warm up round 💪💪💪 we only get better from here baby let’s go
#currently cringing at myself#gngngn#olba#cove holden#cove holden x reader#cove x reader#i wrote this#smut#cove holden smut
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