𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐
🎸Thomas × reader
NSFW🚨 nasty & fun sexytimes
Thomas Raggi/female reader insert
° you buy your boyfriend the guitar of his dreams, & there is only one appropriate way for him to thank you for the gift
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° anon request: can we have female mc riding thomas' guitar? i heard a rumour that thomas bought a gibson and oml those guitars are hot asf [ask& it shall be given- requests are open! but commissions get priority, there are currently 3 fics in cue, secure your own spot in my priority list here] this idea quickly got me thinking& i started playing around with it instead of sleeping. shoutout to kat @mistressofthecats-blog for naming the guitar
° using this guitar as inspo
You were lying in bed as you awaited your boyfriend’s return home. You were naked as you did so, which wasn’t very unusual.
The unusual element came from what you were sharing the bed with, hiding the object under the covers as you keenly anticipated Thomas coming into the bedroom.
You finally heard his key in the lock. Recording time with the band had gone much longer than expected, but now he was back and you lifted your head from the pillow, unable to keep yourself from perking up - as if it had been weeks of him being away on the road, as opposed to an extended studio session. You ran your fingers over the perfectly smooth edges of the object, giddy at the thought of how he might react to this surprise.
"I'm in here, angel." You called out.
"Bedtime already?" His voice got louder as he approached the room where you lie, as excited as if it were Christmas morning. He came into view and your heart lifted, had you forgotten how cute he looked leaving the house in those skinny jeans? You licked your lips, smiling as you noticed how most of the buttons on his shirt were open, this instantly brought to mind ideas of kissing him all over this flesh. But why did his shirt need to be so open to record music?
He took in the scene on his bed, smiling at the sight of your bare shoulders and décolletage. But then he got sight of the long lump alongside you, his brow furrowing as he tried to figure out what this strange shape could be. You were a little surprised that he didn't recognise it straight away, this should be the most familiar shape in the world to him.
"What have you got under there, what are you cuddling with?" He asked, pausing to look at what was taking up room on his side of the bed.
You giggled, rolling onto your side. "Not cuddling, just waiting to introduce you."
"Introduce…?" He trailed off as you reached over, starting to lift the covers. "Holy fuck."
The brand new electric guitar rendered him speechless - his mouth hanging open as his whole face lit up. You didn't mind that he wasn't paying any attention to the fact that you were naked, the metallic-cyan guitar was very impressive after all. He was in awe of the instrument, slowly bending down to touch it.
"Holy fuckin-... A Gibson?" He noticed the brand name engraved into the silver bridge. "You got me a motherfucking Gibson?"
You couldn't stop smiling as you watched him pick the guitar up. "That's the one you wanted, right? The one you showed me online and said you would call it Halen?"
"It is." He said, slowly appreciating the two separate points at the top of the body, which mimicked the shape of horns. He moved his fingers over these, his eyes sparkling. "I can't believe you- you didn't have to- this is- holy fuck…"
"You said that already, like, twice." You teased.
He clumsily sank down, sitting on the mattress. "Because look at it, this is holy fuck and you can't convince me it's not. It's not my birth…day… it's… what did I do to deserve this beauty?"
You sat up, pushing his unkempt hair back from covering his face. "You're you, that's all you need to do to deserve the best, most fabulous things in life."
"Thank you." He looked at you with his wide smile. "I really don't know how to tell you how much I love it and appreciate it."
"I'm so glad." You said. "And I'm naked because… well, you know, that's how they advertise stuff like this. Sex sells. And I didn't want this thing upstaging me in the sexy department."
He rolled his eyes. "And that's the only reason why you're naked, there is no other kinky little agenda running through your mind. 'Cause you've been at home alone all day and now that I'm here, it's got you feeling some type of way…"
"I'm sure that I don't know what you're talking about." You said.
He placed his fingers under your chin, drawing you in for a kiss. "Nothing could upstage you when it comes to sexiness."
"You really think so, have you seen this guitar? It's the sexiest guitar I've ever seen."
"Should I leave you and the guitar alone, 'cause I'm picking up on a vibe here." He said. "Are you, like, turned on by it?"
"Why do you gotta make it weird?" You asked. "I'm not sexually attracted to an object, okay? But what I am sexually attracted to is you, angel. I'm attracted to you, these magical fingers…" You linked your fingers with his, squeezing them before bringing the back of his hand to your lips. "And do you know what I'm crazy attracted to? Your talent, that's what gets me turned on and the guitar is an extension of that."
"It's a fucking awesome guitar, that's for sure and it looks amazing on your naked body." He said, extending the instrument out and placing it on your lap. "You turn me on, not it. Maybe if you got some pussy on it, then it could turn me on."
You smiled as you changed how you were sitting, wrapping your hands around the guitar's neck. "If that's what you want…"
"I was joking. Baby, I was joking."
You turned the guitar around so that it was on its side, between your legs. "Were you? Because I'm not joking…" You pressed the smooth edge of the body into your crotch. "I am very much not joking."
His eyes grew wide and he looked down to where you were defiling his brand new guitar, beginning to spread your moisture onto the shiny finish. You rolled your hips forward, feeling the pressure against your pussy. You let your folds part, the sturdy curve going between your labia majora.
You snagged your bottom lip between your teeth and rocked against the guitar again. You gripped it tight enough to turn your knuckles white as you rolled again, figuring out how to make this work for you - it was an unusual route to stimulation, but you were beginning to feel tingles that added to your already-established arousal.
"Oh my God baby, you're doing it, you're actually doing it." He said, his mouth hanging open. "You're riding the guitar. I can't believe it…"
"You can tell me to stop." You offered in a quiet voice. "I'll stop if you don't want-"
"No, no, you look really fucking good, so you should…" He cleared his throat, his cheeks bright as his eyes briefly flashed up to your face. "If it's comfortable for you, only if it's comfortable… is it good for you? Because it looks- looks like it's good for you."
"Uh-huh, I like it. I just wish my mouth wasn't empty." You said, fluttering your eyelashes at him.
He smiled and scooted in closer to where you sat. He raised his index and middle fingers up to your face, following the natural curve of your bottom lip. You pushed your tongue out, running it along the tips of his fingers as you kept rocking on the guitar. He placed his fingers into your mouth, letting you suck on them.
You could feel your moisture spreading across the guitar. You were starting to find your pacing, maybe you could keep going with this rubbing - the more that you did, the better it started to feel, even if you were certain this wouldn’t lead to an orgasm.
He stroked his fingers along your tongue as you sucked. "God, you are so ridiculously sexy."
"Get your shirt off." You said around his fingers, grabbing for the half-undone shirt. "I wanna see that body, give me some inspiration…"
He put both hands to his shirt, immediately rushing to open the last of his buttons. "Fuck, I've got plenty of inspiration for you…" His hands were moving so fast on his belt that they were almost a blur. "Right here, so much inspiration."
You leaned forward, still working your hips. You opened your mouth and applied your teeth to his protruding collarbone. This brought a growl out of him and you kept your teeth here. Sparks were flying in the air between the two of you as he readjusted, getting his jeans down.
"You're so feral…" He said as you sucked on his skin, prepared to leave marks. "All because of a guitar."
Now it was your turn to growl, rolling your eyes. "Forget about the guitar…" You grabbed the top of the instruments' body, pulling it out from between your legs. You could smell the tang of your cum as you moved it aside, setting it carefully down on the ground.
"If you wanna really see feral." You said, putting your palms to his chest and pushing, until he was flat on his back. "I'm gonna show you feral…"
You reached across to the bedside draws as he wriggled the rest of the way out of his pants and underwear. You pulled out and unwrapped a condom. You placed yourself on top of him, straddling his hips. His lips were parted and he appeared to be holding his breath as you steadied his boner by placing your hand around the shaft. His eyes were fixed on you, watching with rapt attention as you placed the latex over the swollen head of his dick. You rolled it down, covering his length.
He put his hands on your hips, easing you down to sit firmly on his lap. "Even on the best gig of my life, I could never make this guitar sound as amazing as I'm about to make you sound."
You smiled and tensed your thighs, seeking to line the crown of his dick up with your sensitive entrance. You bit into your lip, both of you holding your breath as you started to sink down onto his shaft. You watched his eyes flutter shut, his fingers gripping your hips tighter and you took more of him between your walls.
You threw your head back, whimpering as you felt the stretch of him going deeper. "Oh, angel…"
With your knees braced on the bed, you started to rock your hips forward. He let out a breathy moan, slowly raising his hips to meet yours. He kept his hands on your hips, using this to guide you into a sensual tempo.
You rode the increasing waves of pleasure. The sensations were going so much deeper than before, your chest swelling up with excitement.
You leaned forward, creating more friction between the two of you as more of your body rubbed against his. His eyes slowly opened, a small smile on his face as he watched you.
You planted your hands down on the bed, gripping the sheets on either side of his head as you moved quicker. The air between the two of you was electric, making you giddy, even before your lips met.
You sank down into all of these sensations, your bottom lip slipping in between both of his. He was pushing his hips up more, his tip pressing deeper into you as your rhythm continued to quicken.
He pumped into you harder, stirring a whine from the back of your throat. You put a hand up into his hair, winding some of the strands around your fingers. You tightened your hand into a fist, giving his hair a little tug. You were rewarded by hearing him moan and you kept your hand here.
Your hips stuttered in response to the unrelenting nature of his bucking, your body filled with so much warmth and yearning.
Your ecstatic movements couldn't quite match up with how he was working you over, not now that you were facing such a threat to your composure. You couldn't hold yourself back, you were too excited to possess any elegance.
"Ah, mmn…" His mouth left yours, his needy vocalisations making your inner-walls spasm. "Ah!" He was getting louder, the endless grinding of your bodies unlocking a different side of him.
You moved your lips across his skin, kissing a trail down from his lower lip onto his chin. Then you pressed kisses across his throat, where the cords of his neck were more pronounced.
You whimpered against his skin as you kept pushing against his thrusts, feeling that release getting closer. It felt like you were rushing, your teeth returning to his collarbone as your shivering grew more powerful, taking over more of your body. You were ready to be a desperate mess for him.
"Oh, fuck…" He rasped over your muffled noises. "I'm gonna- yes… I'm so fuckin' close… do you wan'- do you need to catch your breath, or- or…?"
You felt too weak to raise your head. "Uh-uh, I wanna- 'cause I'm really close and I wanna- fuck angel, I wanna come for you." You tilted your hips, each collision between the two of you having a grander impact as both your bodies kept going, kept contributing to the merciless rhythm. "Fuck, fuck. I'm gonna- I'm almost…"
You hit a new octave, your mind going blank when you felt him find the perfect angle, his cock gliding right up to your g-spot. He consistently jolted into it, his passion so overpowering that it took all of your effort to hold on. Your cunt stretched around him, the sounds of your bodies striking together accompanied by a near-constant stream of moans from each of you.
"Oh, yes." You could see bursts of light behind your eyelids as you pounded all of your body weight onto him.
"Come for me, come for- ah, mmn, yes." He growled, an arm around your waist to keep you close for his continued rutting into you.
Your jaw dropped open as you were flooded, these stimulations inside your needy pussy finally reaching the peak. You started to convulse, falling out of his tempo.
"Mn, mnn, mn…" His last few thrusts were marked by his grunts of effort, breathless until he started to dissolve into pleasure.
You let your body go limp, resting your cheek on his chest as you started to come down. His arms loosely wrapped around you and he was still inside of you. Your bodies remained connected, no words necessary as you both basked in this afterglow, slowly catching your breath again.
You moved over to lie beside him, unable to keep yourself from placing some chaste kisses on his face. He smiled a little, but kept his eyes shut. You felt the tingles still radiating through your body as you absent-mindedly ran your fingers through his hair, which had become thoroughly mussed during his exertions.
“Holy fuck…” He whispered, showing his first signs of coming back to reality.
You giggled. “I agree. I should buy you more guitars, you need more, right?”
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