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huhniebowl · 9 months

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could u do a morning/night cuddling with dom blurb/oneshot ?? him just being super clingy and soft

hi:) thank u for requesting, & thank u even more for ur paitence! this is a bit short, but sweet. and as always i seemed to have taken a sappier route. i do hope u love this, but please feel free to message me if this wasn't up to ur liking, i have no problem catering to u<3

You’re fresh out of the shower, and dressed for bed when you hear it.

A rhythmic knock at your apartment door. A spoon full of ice cream sits frozen in your mouth, and you still in your bed. You furrow your eyebrows and glance at the clock. It's 12 am, and last time you checked, none of your friends had mentioned stopping by.

At the same time the knocking stops, your phone chimes with a text.

Dom: open the fucking door

You grin and sit up, spoon still between your lips.

You: U have a fuckin key

You: Use it

You: I'm not gettin out of bed

You swear you can hear muttered curses from outside, and a bag drop.

Dom: fucking prick

A few minutes pass, and the door opens. You hear him close and lock it, then the sound of your fridge opening.

You go in for another scoop of ice cream, a smile big on your face when shuffling is heard coming down the hallway. You can hardly conceal your giddiness.

You haven’t seen your boyfriend in just over a week, he had a week-long studio session with Kenny. So to say that you were feigning to see him again would be an understatement.

Just as you pull your spoon from your lips, your bedroom door swings open and there he stands.

Backpack slung over his shoulder, and his hair a bit damp from what you assume is from a shower.

He looks at you, trying to look irritated, but there’s a smile under it. In fact, it wants to show out so badly, that Dominic turns around, takes a deep breath then faces you again.

You burst into laughter, and it’s then he can’t pretend anymore. He grins so big his eyes start to crinkle, and he drops his bag to the floor.

“You’re such a prick for making me dig for my keys.” He starts, kicking off his Crocs, and tugging off his hoodie.

“Ah yes, I think I read something like that in the text you sent me.” You shrug, placing your bowl and spoon on your nightstand, knowing what's about to come.

Dominic nods his head and sucks his teeth.

“Mhm, so since you wanna be smart, you know what’s coming right?” He closes your bedroom door and gets into a running position. Your grin has yet to wipe off your face, and you scurry over to your side of the bed.

“Dom I swear.” You start, it’s a fake warning. You know it, and he does too.

“Too late.” Then he breaks off into a mini-sprint and lunges himself onto your bed. He makes sure to land softly, but sturdy. Landing right on top of you.

You scream and your arms automatically spring out and wrap around him. You lock your legs around his waist and cling to him like a koala. He laughs with you, pulling his head up to tilt it back, and you melt.

He looks youthful. Happy. Content. You’re own laughing slows, and eventually fades out. You can’t help but admire him in this state. He looks absolutely beautiful, and you can’t believe he’s all yours.

You unwrap your arms from his neck and bring your hands up to cup his face. It’s then his laughs simmer down. He’s looking at you, eyebrows furrowed at the sudden change in atmosphere. He sees the faraway look in your eyes, they almost seem to be glazed over and glimmering. You swipe your thumb over the apple on his cheek, and Dom softly smiles.

“You’re beautiful Dominic.” You lift a hand up from his face to his hair; raking it back before settling back on his cheek. “I love you so much.” You breathe.

The air around the two of you gets warm. Feels heavy, but in the way of comfort. His lips slightly part. He breathes out a laugh, and looks off to the side, shaking his head.

“God, what did I do to deserve you.” Before you can reply, Dom leans down and places his lips on yours. You gasp, but it doesn't take you long to recover. You kiss him back with fever, you press back with intention and pressure. It’s sweet. It’s languid, and it’s home.

You bring a hand up behind his neck and press him in deeper. There’s nothing sloppy or obscene about it. It’s intimate; a moment reserved only for you and Dominic. You could spend a lifetime kissing him. Having him wrapped in your embrace. This is worth everything to you.

To your dismay, he pulls away from your lips and just brushes his over yours gently. He kisses down your jaw, to your neck, then ends his trail on your shoulder.

On his way down he mumbles sweet nothings, expressing his love and admiration for you after each kiss. You have to keep yourself from drowning under it all. It doesn’t take much for you to want to be completely consumed by him. By everything that makes Dominic, Dominic.

He pulls back, and your hand goes right back to his face. Both your thumbs swipe at the x’s on his lids, and Dom sighs.

You unwrap your legs from his waist, and you maneuver yourselves under the comforter. Dom still lies on top of you, now in between your legs, head on your chest. You have him held secure in your arms, as he traces patterns on your hipbone.

Every now and then softly snapping the fabric of your panties against it. He leans down to place a tender kiss on your skin, then lifts up to leave one more kiss on your lips. It’s soft and heavy. You have to fight the urge to keep him there.

You feel his body melt into yours, when he goes back to your chest. His heartbeat begins to slow, stepping into rhythm with yours.

The soft scratching of your nails in his hair, your fingertips dipping inside the top of his shirt to rub at his back. It’s all so warm.

Whatever was weighing on his shoulders. Whatever was plaguing his mind. Whatever was being said about him, draining his mental and will to succeed in his work. It’s all burned.

Burned away by the warmth only you seem to emit. It comes from your lips when you kiss him. It comes from your arms when you hold him. And it comes from your eyes when you look at him as if he’s the sun and stars. And it’s all for him.

“I love you too.” He mumbles, leaning up to leave a kiss on the underside of your chin.

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itsoutrageouss · 1 year

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Hey, is it okay if you wrote a story where Elliot fucks the reader in a bathroom while rue and Jules are looking for them? Thank youu❤️❤️

be quiet for me - elliot

pairing: elliot x reader

words: 0,8k

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, slight oral (fem receiving), elliot being a horny mess

—☕️

“Shh baby, gotta be -fuck- quiet for me, m’kay?” Elliot said breathlessly into your ear. He was caging you in as your hands grabbed desperately at the corners of the bathroom wall.

You nodded eagerly, pressing your face into the crook of his neck in an attempt not to make any noise.

Elli couldn’t wait any longer. When you had arrived at Jules’ house for her little birthday get together, you just looked so goddamn fine. His hand was creeping higher and higher on your thigh as all of you were watching a movie and when everyone was distracted with dancing and drinking, he had pulled you aside smoothly.

You were so tight around him now, as he fucked into you over and over again. His thrusts were fast and messy, and you were sure you’d never experienced him this horny ever. He near-whined into your ear, absolutely feral and head over heels for you in this moment.

“Elliot! Fucks sake, y/n! Are you fucking or something? We need you for truth or dare!” Jules and Rue yelled in turns, the sound muffled by the white bathroom door. No one knew you and Elliot had a thing going but he was too horny to be sly tonight.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he moaned your name brokenly. It seemed he was the one that had to be kept quiet, so you placed your hand roughly over his mouth while pushing his head back so he’d look at you. His eyes were watery and pleading, and your hand over his mouth made his eyes roll back and his thrusts impossibly faster. You didn’t reply to the girls as they laughed somewhere downstairs.

Your other hand gripped the edge of the counter he had put you on. His absolute desperateness made you clench around him even tighter, coating his dick is wetness that might even seep onto the tile under you. A thin layer of sweat was glistening on his temple as his hands clawed at your waist, his hips never faulting. “Shit I can’t-“ you whispered, pushing your hips into his now to feel him deeper, faster.

He felt your muscles tighten and his hand flew messily to your wet, puffy clit and rubbed it quickly. Your hand grabbed his wrist and your thighs shook around his hips where his sweats were pushed down. “Fucking cum for me, please,” he ordered, before footsteps where heard outside the door and a loud banging. Horrible timing, because you felt yourself squeeze Elliot’s dick so fucking tight, felt a hot slickness coat him while your heart raced and soft lips were open in a silent moan. You came so fucking hard and Elliot was stunned.

He wanted to reply to Jules’ obnoxious, drunken banging but his hand splayed on the wall instead as he buried his head in your neck, biting down on the apex of your shoulder as he came.

“Two seconds. I- I spilled on my shirt,” you yelled out hastily, breathless and ragged.

“Sure. Just don’t get anything gross on my counter please!” She laughed. “I won’t tell though, I promise”

She smiled to herself before leaving you alone.

Simultaneously you and Elliot breathed out in relief.

“God I’m sick of hiding this,” he muttered from your neck. You pulled his head up by his curls to look at him. When you opened your mouth to ask him what he meant, he pushed his hips flush with yours again, his coarse hair grinding against your oversensitive clit. Your words stuttered over each other into incoherent moaning.

“Fuck I wanna walk back out holding your hand. Please?” He asked softly, breaths still quick and ragged. You felt your heart clench at his request and nodded wordlessly.

“Okay.” You smiled, gasping gently when he pulled out of you. You were about to jump from the counter when you heard the soft of Elliot’s knees hitting the floor.

“So fucking pretty,” he said, voice low and hoarse as his thumb swiped through your wet, slick folds. Your stomach clenched at his words and touch, and he leaned forward to take your clit into his mouth. He sucked carefully while looking up into your eyes, hands on your thighs. You moaned shamelessly this time, not able to look into his intense gaze as your eyes averted to the ceiling.

He gave you a few appreciative kitten licks before getting up and handing you some toilet paper to wiper yourself down. When you had thoroughly cleaned the sink, per Jules’ request, you walked out of the bathroom with Elliot’s warm hand in yours.

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h0ttestgrlinm0urgu3 · 3 months

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Dom fucking you in his dressing room before he goes back out on the stage

𝕯𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖈 𝖋𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

warnings[ p in v, smut, swearing, unprotected sex ]

you and Dominic have been together for a little over a couple of months now. yes.. its been in secret, but you've been together non the less. decideding to keep your relationship a secret was the best decision for the both of you, it was also extremely fun.

Sneaking off at party's, meeting up in the bathroom, quickys in closets, you also loved the thrill of almost getting caught, especially when Dominic would try to sneak touches in public and whoever your with sees his hand leaving your thingh. your favorite part is the hurried sex though. like now. Dominic was getting ready for his show, was being the main focus of the sentence.

instead Dom decided to fuck you in his dressing room. no big deal, right? well it wasn't, until you realized what time it is. 'fuck domm you go out in 5 minutes' you moan out as he pounds into you from behind. gripping your hips with force that'll leave prints, his mouth hung open as he fucked into you.

'fuckk, baby I know, just need you' he breathed out while what could be mistaken for a whimper left his lips.

he fucked you so good all the time but something was different about this. not wrong, just different.

for instance, you never struggled to have your feet touch the ground, but here you are feet barley grazing the floor with every thrust, nor had you had vision problems, but everytime he pushes that button your vision fills with white spots that can only be described as stars.

'oh my god I'm gonna cum' you whine. Dominic who was to focused looking at the white ring you created around his cock, paid no attention to what you said. moaning at the way he felt you clenching around him.

'can I cum in you baby?' he questions speeding up his pace. moaning at the delicious feeling of his cock hitting your g spot. 'fuck yes! please need it so bad' you moan out eyes rolling back as he continued to fuck into you.

right as someone knocks on the door.

not being able to hold any longer you hurriedly put your hand over your mouth desperate to stay as quiet as you could cumming around Dominic's cock, triggering his orgasm he thrust hard into you as a stage hand informed him through the door that he needed to go out.

looking down at your fucked out face in the mirror and not caring to rush on stage he lazyly fucked his cum deeper in to you.

'God baby we gotta do this more' he laughs slapping your ass as he pulls out, chuckling at your tired form trying to catch your breath as your legs twitched.

#dominic fike x you #dominic fike x reader #dominic fike #elliot euphoria #dominic fike smut #black fanfic writer

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kausstar · 5 months

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— ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ spotless mind , elliot .

no characteristics of reader besides the reader wearing lip gloss. black reader in mind but anyone can read. smoking. swearing.

the room was covered in a cloud of smoke as you held your latest puff of weed in your mouth, eyes low from your past drags of the drug. elliot, who was laid on your lap, watched as you blinked slowly and your glossy lips part to release the smoke from between them. his eyes continued to be glued on them until you speak. “el or elly?” you ask as your free hand played in his soft hair. “which ever. i like both,” he shrugs, taking the joint from your hand to take a drag of it, but it doesn’t make it to his mouth because he takes notice of the shiny ring around the butt of it.

back resting against his pillows, your mind continues to think about your question— not noticing his staring gaze on it. "elly is more of a jules thing, right? i like el better," you ramble on, eyes finally looking down after coming to a conclusion on your own. you’re confused when you catch him twisting the joint in between his fingers, grin spread on his face as he does so. you couldn’t understand what was so funny about it.

“what? something wrong?” you asks, eye brows pinched in worry as your hand stops massaging his scalp. he’s quick to look over at you after hearing your voice but his grin grows into a smile at the looks of you. “no,” he shakes his head before he places it into his mouth and takes a drag. you were still confused on why he was smiling so hard until he blows the smoke from his mouth slowly and speaks up again. “your lip gloss tastes really good, by the way,” he teases, gesturing the blunt over to you with a grin and you don’t understand at first until you notice the glossy ring.

“sorry, want me to wipe it off?” you reply nervously making him chuckle and reassure you with a shake of his head. “it’s cool,” he replies, eyes sharing a glance between your eyes and lips. his look doesn’t go unnoticed by you before he rambles on, “i like it. reminds me of you.”

you roll your eyes at his comment. “you’re so fucking corny, you know that?” you ask, head tilted to copy his laying position.

“really?” he squints at you as if he’s confused, smile giving away his teasing intentions. “i didn’t notice.”

 2023 kausstar.

#⋆ 𐙚 ₊ ˚ star #+ yes it’s bad. i know.#elliot x reader #elliot euphoria x reader #elliot euphoria #euphoria #euphoria x reader #euphoria fanfic #dominic fike x reader #elliot imagine #dominic fike #x black reader #x black fem reader

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angels444ever · 4 months

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Mirrors

Elliot x reader

Warnings: SMUT.

a/n: this was written so long ago so don’t be TOO harsh ignore any spelling or grammar errors this shit is actually so ass but oh well.

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The carnival was a big deal at east highland, more specifically who you went with.

So when you got a text from Elliot asking you to keep him company you cheerfully agreed. When you agreed to go along with him this was the last situation you expected yourself to be in.

It was now reaching the early hours of the morning so the crowd of people who originally where there had thinned out some due to curfews and the lack of things to do other than ride the Ferris wheel and few other rides that where there. Elliot had pulled you into the fun house fifteen minutes earlier which turned into a heated make out session in the mirror room since it had the most coverage from the outside world.

You could slowly feel his hands trailing up your skirt before he reached the hem of your underwear, Elliot pulled away from the kiss to shoot you a questioning look you shook your head in response as he pulled you down to the ground and situated it so you where now sitting in between his legs with your back to his chest and your legs spread you could now see you black lace underwear on full display in the mirrors that surrounded the two of you.

He hungrily pulled the fabric down and past your feet discarding of it he stared at the reflection of your now soaking pussy in a daze which was quickly broken by a whimper leaving your throat due to his fingers making their way to your clit

“all of this for me"

he muttered in your ear in a low raspy voice before dipping two of his fingers into your pussy resulting in a loud moan breaking the silence you reached your hand up to cover your mouth not wanting to draw any attention to what was happening as he thrusted his two long fingers into you at a rapid pace.

You could feel his dick hardening underneath you and a whispered praise left his mouth

"you look so pretty like this y/n”

your eyes slammed shut as a the pressure slowly grew you felt a large hand reach around and grab your chin

"open your eyes I want you to watch as I fuck you"Elliot uttered

You opened your eyes watching as his fingered thrusted into you at a rapid pace before coming undone on them

"good girl" he spoke

Before pulling his fingers out of you and sucking them clean

"you did so good for me" he voiced while pulling you into a sweet kiss as you smiled against his lips

"please tell me this isn't going to be a one time thing You questioned hoping the answer would be no

“Trust me it's definitely not." Elliot said crushing your worries as his lips formed a cocky smile.

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scarvain · 1 month

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hiii, can I request something for Dominic like? just whatever idrc, ill be happy with everything

✶ number one fan — dominic fike x reader

SUMMARY: you're supporting your boyfriend while he performs on stage

WARNINGS: simp dom idk i love him

A/N: SOMEONE FINALLY REQUESTING FOR DOM!!!! he is my pinoy king BAHAHA hope u enjoy this one <3

the tour was coming to an end. almost three months of traveling with your boyfriend and his crew.

tonight was his last night to perform and the first night you won’t be watching his performance behind the corner and with the crowd.

“are you sure you wanna watch there? i don’t want you getting hurt,” he said, curls covering his eyes as he double-checked his laces.

you smile softly before putting on your lipstick. “i’ll be fine, i promise.” he stands up from the couch and wraps his arms around your waist, placing kisses on your neck.

you hum as he kisses you before he captures your newly painted lips for a kiss. you pull away quickly, a hand on his cheek, frowning when you see your lipstick smudged on and over his lips.

“dom, why’d you do that!” you act like you were upset but a smile was tugging at your lips as you wiped the stain off his face.

he proceeds to reach for your lips but you avoid it, making him laugh as you try your best to keep him away from your lips.

“baby, just—just let me have at least a part of you for everyone to see when i’m on stage.” he said, in between laughs. suddenly, he wraps an arm around your waist and holds you close to him.

he was peppering kisses all over your neck and jaw while he tickled you. “okay, okay! fine, i will please stop!” you managed to say in between giggles then he placed one last peck on your lips.

his hands were still on your waist and yours were now wrapped around his neck. you give in and kiss him longer than he did earlier.

when you felt his tongue in your mouth you pulled away, making him groan. you pulled him closer than you two already were and kissed his jaw down to his neck, purposely leaving a kiss mark on his neck that would be visible while he performed. you bite the skin gently before pulling away from him.

“there you go.” your arms are now on his shoulders and face him in front of the mirror before reapplying your lipstick.

dominic wiped off the stained lipstick on his face but kept the one you had left on his neck, treating it like an accessory.

during the concert, you had the best time of your life. some fans recognized you and took photos with you, you were able to see how your boyfriend’s music helped people and were able to connect with them through it.

it warmed your heart.

especially at this moment with the crowd singing along with him.

when the song ended, he was looking around the venue, his curls getting into his view.

despite the number of people there, his eyes still found its way to you. his energy immediately changed when he saw you, even smiling when you blew him a kiss from where you were standing.

he runs a hand through his hair, getting the curls away then walks back to the microphone.

“alright so for this next one, i made this song with my friend kevin which my girlfriend, y/n loves so much. i dedicate this to her. i love you, thank you for making everything feel so secure and for everything you've done in the past years." dominic says, smiling widely at you before he starts playing the chords on his guitar.

the fans screamed after he spoke and started playing the song.

you felt like the only person in the venue, locking eyes with dominic despite him being far from where you were sat yet he continued singing the song to you.

once the song ended, he mentioned you once again. "that was peach, thank you everyone—i love my girlfriend."

#dominic fike #dominic fike x reader #dominic fike x you #elliot euphoria #dominic fike imagines #dominic fike fanfic #savi's works ✶

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kookiesnerotica · 9 months

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inkyray · 25 days

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Who's your fav music artists im intrigueddddd

i fuck heavy w dominic fike, been listening to him for 4 whole years not planning on going anywhere when it comes to him. if i had a chance to meet one person in the world i would use it on him to get LAID and my BRAINS blown out with my EYES rolling to the back of my head and my hair STICKING to my skin and my NAILS scratching the headboard AND my coochie sore, god only knows ☝️🙏

and also kanye, tyler the creator, and mitski but fw a lot of other music artists

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luvfae · 2 years

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COCKBLOCKS

summary: you and elliot get interrupted

fandom: euphoria

parings: elliot x f reader

warnings: swearing, slight smut

You were sat on Elliot’s bed, waiting for Rue and Jules to arrive, listening to Elliot as he sang a song on his guitar. You loved it when he played and Elliot knew how much you loved to listen, which is why his eyes never left yours the entire time he played.

You scooted closer to the boy, who had slowly became your best friend over the past few months, wrapping your arms around his neck as he finished up with his song, placing his guitar on the ground.

“You’re so good at that,” you smiled. “I wish I could sing.”

“Not everyone can be as talented as me,” Elliot snickered, jokingly. Your jaw dropped, playfully punching his arm.

“Rude,” you muttered. Elliot grabbed your arms, pushing you back and pining you to his mattress. You giggled as his fingers danced across your ribs, tickling you like crazy. “Stop! Stop!” You begged, pushing him off of you.

He laid next to you, his elbow propped up, resting his head on his hand. You stared into his eyes, realisation hitting you in the face, you had feelings for him. Little did you know Elliot has had feelings for you since the day he met you.

You watched as his eyes flickered down to your lips and without second thought you moved closer to him, hands gripping onto the fabric of his sweater as you pushed your lips against his.

Elliot’s hand made it way to back of your head, keeping your lips firmly on his as his tongue roamed your mouth. You moaned into his mouth and felt him smirk as he deepened the kiss.

You fell back flat onto his bed once again, pulling him on top of you. Elliot’s lips moved from yours and began trailing down your neck, leaving light bruises against your sensitive skin. Your fingers tangled through his curls, thighs rubbing together to relieve some tension, but Elliot noticed this. He forced your legs open and you gasped.

You felt his hand creeping up your skirt, his fingers lingering on your pussy, the soft fabric of your panties being the only thing keeping him apart from your most sensitive area.

“I can feel how wet you are through your underwear,” Elliot smirked. You moaned at his words, hands snaking around his neck.

“You did this to me,” you replied.

But before anything else could happen, you and Elliot both heard Rue and Jules walk through the front door. Your eyes widened as Elliot rolled off of you and you fixed yourself up, glancing over at Elliot who was tucking his hard dick into the waistband of his pants.

“To be continued,” Elliot said, before walking over to the doorframe of his room to welcome Rue and Jules. You sighed, collapsing back onto his bed, wishing that the girls had never showed up.

“Cockblocks,” you mumbled.

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huhniebowl · 23 days

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Pink

dominic fike x reader

warning(s): smutty smut smutt yo, try at some plot yet again, lil long and all that…this filthy yall

a/n: there's for sure a ton of grammar edits that need to be made, so bear with me while i work on them! i can never seem to catch them all first day

enjoy, thanks to this yummy ass freaky ass request lmao 💗 sorry it took so long, i'm a slow writer...

You sit between Dominic, your thighs spread and thrown over his legs.

He lays back against the headboard, pink blankets, and furry throw pillows around the two of you as he trails his hands up your quivering legs.

Your canopy, a sheer pink fabric floating above your bed, does little to hide the two of you.

His warm palm contradicts the chill of the rings littering his fingers–and it makes you jolt when they caress your inner thigh.

He’s fully dressed.

A well-worn leather jacket, its surface scuffed and softened with time, hangs open over a plain fitted t-shirt, showing his solid build underneath. And jeans, their denim rough against the smooth skin of your legs.

The build-up to this wasn’t the most ideal. A lot of pent-up frustration.

He’d asked you to come with him to his YSL after-party. Usually, you'd be ready to transform yourself into his arm candy for the night, the touch of his hand lingering on your lower back as you walked into the club with him.

But this time, a different kind of excitement bubbled within you – your best friend's birthday party.

You'd promised weeks ago to go clubbing with her and some friends, and the thought of letting her down felt worse than seeing the frown that started creasing your boyfriend's forehead.

A tense silence stretched over the two of you.

"You're going out with them again?" his voice was flat, a stark contrast to his usual playful tone. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

"It's Aria's birthday, Dom," you say, jutting your hip and leaning your weight to your right leg. "I promised weeks ago."

"This is the third time this month you’ve blown me off," he countered, sucking his teeth. "It's a big night for me. You fuckin’ know that man!”

A part of you understood, a nagging guilt prickling at your conscience. Maybe if you’d mentioned her birthday earlier, things could have been different.

But you also had a life, commitments you couldn't break at the last minute. Silence stretched between you again before you stated you were going for a shower, not having the energy for an argument.

You came out of the bathroom to an empty apartment, and anger started to simmer beneath your skin.

No goodbye kiss, no I love you.

Taking a deep breath, you steeled yourself. Tonight was about Aria. Not you, and not your pissy boyfriend. You wouldn't let his actions ruin your night.

Glancing at your phone, you switched it off. Letting silence and your disconnect speak for you. You hope he got the message.

He did.

Swaying slightly, you walked back into your apartment, the gems stitched into your tight two-piece glimmering in the warped light of the city skyline that was bleeding in through your windows.

It was your skimpiest set, one that usually earned a cheeky ass grab from Dominic.

You’d only worn it once and promised only to wear it when going out with him.

Which is why he clenched his jaw and exhaled through his nose when he saw you saunter in through the door at two am in that same set—reaching for the wall to peel off your boots.

Completely oblivious to his presence.

He watched as a giggle escaped your lips when you turned to look at yourself in the hallway mirror.

Your mascara and eyeliner smudged and the glitter eyeshadow you'd swiped from Aria’s makeup bag, migrated into tiny, shimmering stars under your eyes.

Your eyes are red and lidded, a remnant from the blunt you and Aria hotboxed her car with before she dropped you off.

Combined with the tequila swirling in your system, you were in a heady euphoria. Ready for sleep, the comfort of your pajamas, and your bed.

Breathing a content sigh, you turned towards the living room, and your playful smile vanished the moment your eyes met your boyfriend's sprawled form on the couch.

The two tequila shots sloshed comfortably in your stomach, but the weed buzzed a different kind of energy through you. Your limbs felt light, almost detached, and the edges of the room seemed hazy,

Dominic being the only thing your mind was processing.

Your argument replayed in your mind, a sour note against the fuzzy high. He sat with his hands clasped loosely in his lap, legs sprawled, and his posture slouched.

His gaze roamed your body, lingering a second too long on your nipples poking through the thin fabric of your top, before flicking back up to meet your eyes.

He looked pissed, and a chill of satisfaction wisped over you.

With an off balanced sway in your hips, you stumble over to him, ready to piss him off more than he already looked.

The closer you got, the air hung heavy with the acrid scent of a strain you’re familiar with. He was high, pupils dilated and glassy, mirroring yours.

There was an edge to him, a dangerous undercurrent, and it only fueled your ego. A twisted knot of pleasure growing in your chest knowing you were the reason for it.

You grinned, throwing one leg on either side of his thighs, straddling him on the couch. Dominic lifts his eyes to yours, staring you down despite being under you.

You feel his body flex under you.

“Awh, you look pissed baby.” you pouted, voice dripping with mock sympathy. You tilted your head to the side raking your acrylics through his hair, and pushing it back from his face. His eyebrow piercing glinted when his head knocked to the side under the aggression of your hand.

The saccharine dripping from your voice was enough to curdle milk. "What’s wrong? You can tell Mama." you cooed, nodding with fake concern.

Dominic's jaw clenched, a flicker of something like a warning sparking in his eyes before he let out a humorless laugh, licking his bottom lip and looking away from your face.

His leg started to bounce, a telltale sign of his patience wearing thin.

You weren't sure where this new attitude came from, but a thrill snaked through you as you realized you were effectively getting under his skin.

The earlier fight still hung heavy for you, and you found yourself reveling in this power trip.

Before he could pull away, your hand tightened around the fist full you had of his hair and yanked him back to face you.

"Oh, I think I know," you purred. "Is Dommy mad that I turned my phone off?" You pouted again, the childish facade at odds with the glint in your eyes.

"Yeah, that's what it is, isn't it? Or is it because I wore your favorite little two-piece without you?”

You pulled his head back so his adams apple was barred, “Maybe next time don’t leave without acknowledging me first, yeah?”

You leaned in, lips hovering over Dominic’s. You could smell the mint and alcohol in his breath, before moving to his ear.

“Fuck you.” You whispered, patting his cheek with a smile.

Pleased, you moved to get off him but halted when his hand grabbed at your hips and squeezed tight, forcing you back. You gasped at the sudden pressure, wincing slightly when he pressed harder over the bone.

“Are you fucking stupid?” Before you could sass him back, Dominic’s hand flew to your neck and pressed at the pleasure points on the side of your throat.

“Oh come on, you didn’t expect me to let you talk to me like that?” Your clit pulsed, this is a side of your boyfriend you’d never seen. And you’d be lying if you said you weren’t getting worked up by his attitude. You pressed down on his lap and felt his dick hard and poking under his jeans–a grin spread across your lips.

“But you like it,” You wrapped your fingers around his hand on your neck, and slightly squeezed, not breaking eye contact. “Don’t you Dommy?”

And now you’re in your current position.

“You’re fuckin’ crazy,” Dominic mutters. The hand that’s not working your thigh, sliding down your top to fondle your tits. Your nails dig into his leg, a whimper leaving your lips.

“You know better than that.” He flicks your clit through your shorts, and a pathetic squeal comes out of your throat at the pain. This was a side you weren’t familiar with, a side of him you didn’t know he could tap into. You’re unsure how to act, but a sick thrill washes over you.

“Dom please,” You breathe, “I didn’t mean—.”Dominic tuts, and muffles you with the palm of his hand.

“Yeah, you did, baby.” he slips his hand into your shorts and presses two fingers against your swollen clit, rubbing soft circles that causes your breath to catch. He’s barely applying pressure, just toying with you.

“No panties huh?” he tilted his head back, nostrils flaring as he expelled a long breath. The movement sent a shiver down your spine, and your stomach lurched.

You suck in a shaky breath, lips parting to defend yourself when his fingers tap on your lips with surprising force. He pushes them through and lets his middle and index fingers press down your tongue.

“Learn to just shut the fuck up.” he runs his tongue along the top of your ear and is quick to move his hand up from your shorts–pressing on your abdomen to bring you down when your hips buck up.

“Fuck!” you whine around his fingers, head lolling to the side, hand squeezing at his leather jacket.

He chuckles and tugs your shorts off, and he lands a smack against your sticky cunt before you can sigh in relief at finally having your shorts off.

Your vision blurs for a second, the sharp sting lacing through you. Your eyes fly shut, a surprised gasp leaving you. Fingers twitching. You’ve never felt this before, and your pussy tingles in want at the pleasured pain.

“You really wanted to piss me off tonight, huh?” his voice comes out scratchy and low. Like a threat, and you can’t help the way your cunt throbs. “Just needed everyone’s fuckin’ attention.”

You try to jerk your thighs close, but Dom’s quicker than you. Firmly gripping the meat of your thigh, and forcefully pressing down your right from the left.

His fingers still loosely hang out the side of your mouth, your spit slick across the side of your face. Your pussy leaks, both from pain and arousal, and you’re desperate for more.

Moving you around so that your legs are spread wider Dom pins you firmly against his chest.

“You don’t even deserve this.” he finally applies pressure to your clit, and your chest stutters. Sweat coats your body in a thin sheen making you appear dewy under the lit skyline pouring through your room window.

Dominic hooks his chin over your shoulder and peers his eyes down to your soaked cunt. He spreads your lips with his pointer and ring finger, the sound lewd. Your juices glimmer in the low light and Dom’s cock twitches in his jeans.

“Fuck, look at that,” he whispers, using the pad of his middle finger to just barely brush over your pearl. Your body quivers, fingers spazzing when you throw your head back against Dom’s shoulder.

“I—” You stutter, trying to find words.

“Hm?” He taunts, pulling his fingers away from your pussy and to his lips. You whimper at the loss of contact, eyes blown wide when Dominic makes a show of sucking off fingers. He opens his eyes just barely, and peers over at you. “Where’d all that mouth go?”

You try to speak again, but your mind blanks when the sound of Dominic’s belt unclasping filters through your ears. In a swift movement, he’s sliding out from behind you and removing his hand from your mouth.

Immediately you find yourself missing his heat and the heavy pressure of his fingers on your tongue.

Cool air rushes to your back where he once was and you shiver.

“God, you really don’t deserve this.” he reiterates, as he removes his jeans. His shirt and jacket follow suit. You watch him in a daze, thrumming in anticipation.

Just moments ago you were asserting dominance, and now your brain can’t process anything but the man undressing at the foot of your bed. He’s a stark contrast to the pink of your room. He looks out of place, despite being right where you need him.

He crawls back to you, and for the first time today, Dominic catches your lips in a searing kiss. Your mouths clash in a hungry mesh of spit and tongue. Your highs make everything sloppy and disoriented, and so so good. Blindly grabbing, and taking each other apart.

Your hand tangles in his curls, tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck and earning a grunt that you eagerly swallow.

Take take take. You want all of him.

You wander your fingers over the expanse of his body, nails dipping into the ridges of his stomach before slipping into his boxers, and wrapping your hand around his dick.

Dom shutters, and he pulls away from your lips to grab your wrist–his grip tight in warning.

“You don’t learn.” His breath fans hot over your lips, slick with your shared spit.

“Please Dom, just, please.” You’re downright whimpering at this point, pleading for him. Gone is your attitude from earlier, and Dominic laughs right in your face. It’s pitiful and he grins.

“Awh, what's wrong princess?” His forehead creases, mock concern seeping out of his words, and then he dips his head down to nose at the sensitive spot of your neck, just under your ear.

“You can tell Daddy.” He nods, curls tickling your cheek.

Dominic mocks your words from earlier, moving your wrist above your head. Your free hand twitches under his chest, not quite touching, just hanging in the air. Unsure if he wants you touching him.

You’re scared, and so turned on. Pussy fluttering around nothing.

“Oh, I think I know.” Dom releases your wrist and yanks you back by your hair, baring your throat out to him. Just like you did.

“You want me to fuck you. That it?”

You do. So bad. You’re not sure how much more you can take anymore, which is why you’re surprised when you feel your eyes get hot. You’ve never been brought to this point before, and you weren’t sure if you ever wanted to leave this headspace.

You nod your head rapidly, tears glossing your eyes over. “ Yes, please, Dom. “I’m sorry.” You whisper, peering up at him with how he has your head positioned, and swallowing when you watch the side of his lip twitch up.

“Maybe next time don’t bitch at me, huh?” He pats your cheek twice, just like you did. It stings a little, and your thighs twitch.

Dominic tilts his head to the side, hair sliding to the right with him. He simpers and says nothing. You feel your face start to burn, feeling so small under him like this, a hot tear streams down the side of your face.

You watch Dom’s eyes follow it with rapt attention, and you part your lips ready to say something, anything, when his eyes snap back to yours and you feel the tip of his cock pushing its way into your throbbing pussy.

Your eyes roll, and your mouth hangs open. A silent gasp stuck in your throat.

You’ve fucked your boyfriend many times before. But this, this, is new. Feeling him like this was new, the bated breath, the heat, the intensity of it all.

You feel him everywhere all at once, your body pulsating, ears feeling as if they're stuffed with cotton.

You feel hot, molten almost, but you’re shivering.

Dom bends your neck back further and nods his head while pushing himself in. Inch by inch you feel him filling you up.

His face is hovering over yours, as he watches you. Lips open and brush over your own as he loses himself in your heat.

“Mhm, that’s it, baby. You feel me?” Dominic mutters against your mouth, and you wither, mindlessly lifting a hand to grab hold of his in your hair.

You can’t speak, your brain is mush. Not a single thought processing. You feel full, the stretch one that you’ll never get enough of. He’s thick and heavy, and it’s almost too much.

Then he snaps his hips, and you slur out a curse. A long drawn-out whine works its way out your throat and you squeeze your eyes. If you were in your right mind, you’d almost be embarrassed that such a sound left you. But you aren’t.

Dominic snaps his hips one more time, and then he’s fucking you as if he’s on borrowed time. His hips grind quick and hard. He untangles his hand from your hair and interlaces it with one of yours, before tucking himself securely in your neck.

He presses closer to you, and you wrap your legs around his waist. Ankles locked tight, and his heavy grunts fall into your neck.

He’s a mess of praise and curses, your bodies sticking together and the smell of sex hot in the air.

Your body jolts up with each thrust and you use your free arm to wrap around Dom’s back. Your acrylics scratch into his skin as you try to ground yourself.

But you need more.

“More, Dom,” You whimper out. “Please.”

He’s manhandling you around before your mind could process it. Head lifted from your neck as he turned you over on your stomach in a heated frenzy.

Your face is mushed into your pillows at the foot of your bed, ass perked up.

“Never satisfied are you?” Dom grunts, slipping back inside you and giving you just what you asked for. He leans down so he’s molded to the shape of your back, and grabs hold of your throat from behind.

You’re being fucked dumb, have no idea what you’re saying. If you’re even saying anything at all. Body tingling everywhere.

“You feel so good, baby. So good for me.” Dominic praises, reveling in how good your pussy sucks him in. How warm and gummy you feel around him. Squeezing him just right.

You’re both intertwined with pleasure, in a conjoined headspace that you hope never ends. You don’t even know how you both got to this point anymore. What you were arguing about in the first place. Just that you want to keep fucking like this, want to always feel him like this.

You start to feel yourself getting lifted off the mattress and then you’re on your knees, Dominic’s front still molded to your back. He reaches around and squeezes your right tit, fingers rolling your nipple.

You reach back and grip his hair when he starts leaving messy kisses down the side of your throat.

“Look. Look at yourself while I fuck you.” Dom orders, his voice vibrates through you and it takes all you have to peel your eyes open to see yourself through the mirror.

It’s in the corner of your room, and you can only see the side of you and Dom as he snaps his hips into you. Your eyes lock with him through the mirror. He’s already staring at you through his lashes, hair wet and sticking to his forehead. His gaze is primal, something wicked and you feel your stomach start to tighten, pussy spazzing around him.

“Oh fuck m’ gonna cum. Gonna cum.” you slur.

“Yeah? You gonna cum for me?” He moves down to start rubbing tight circles on your clit, and you arch your back, throwing your head back against his shoulder. A chorus of yes’s.

“Look.” He grunts again, hand moving off your neck to firmly grip your jaw and force your face back to the mirror. You look a fucking mess.

That coil in your tummy tying a knot so tight, you’re not sure you’re ready for it to snap. But you need it too. Need it so fucking bad.

You bring a hand to grip Dom's arm that's resting on your abdomen, toes curled tight.

“Right there, right there!” You squeal, feeling yourself weaken in his hold. Dom feels it too, and pushes you back down into your sheets, his pace harder in the new position. His arm is still wrapped around your waist, holding your middle half in a slight arch.

“Cum for me, you can do it. Make me cum.” He’s whispering in your ear, “So fuckin’ close, cum with me baby.”

And the pleasure that’s been brewing, thrumming throughout your body, breaks.

You cum hard, Dominic’s name high-pitched and breathless when you reach down to tightly grip the corner of your mattress. Back arched high like a cat.

Your pussy clamps down on Dom, walls spasming around his dick, and it sets him off. His struggles to close his eyes, they’re lidded as he drunkenly loses himself in your pussy, chasing his orgasm.

You watch him through your mirror with low eyes. Watch as his mouth drops open. Watch as he drops onto you, squeezing you tight when he finally cums. Painting your walls white, and filling you up.

You're both panting, trying to catch your breath. Dom starts to pepper kisses on the side of your face, and you turn your head to catch his lips. It’s slower than the one you shared earlier. Heavy with I’m sorry, and I love you.

You pull away first, watching as a smile takes over his face. The position you’re in is awkward, but you both couldn’t care less right now. You reach around as best you can and brush his hair back from his eyebrow, softly rubbing your thumb over the piercing.

“So, how was clubbing without me? Boring huh?” You grin a shit-eating grin, and Dom rolls his eyes when you start laughing.

“Fuck off.”

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itsoutrageouss · 1 year

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Can u do a story where Elliot gives the reader head with ice in his mouth <33 storyline could be anything lol

So pretty like this

pairing: elliot x reader

words: 800 ish

warnings: smut, elliot being pussy eating champ, ice-play? temperature-play? cute ass motherfuckers

Loud, bass music was thrumming in your ears, streaming through your veins so your heart thrummed to the beat. You felt Elliot’s eyes on you, leaning against the wall nearby with Rue. A red plastic cup hung loosely in his hand as he chatted with Rue despite his eyes following you like a lost puppy’s. You danced with Jules and a few other of your mutual friends. It felt unfamiliar, and you were sure your body was moving extremely awkwardly and stiff. Elliot didn’t seem to notice that though, that’s at least what you gathered from the look in his eyes. His head was tipped down slightly, eyes peering through his thick lashes dangerously. You couldn’t help but swallow thickly, feeling your palms sweat and face grow red.

“I’m gonna take a break,” you shouted over the music to Jules who nodded sweetly at you before going back to her dancing. You pushed through closed-off crowds of people before actually reaching Elliot and Rue. Before you could say hello, Elli grabbed your wrist.

“Hey uh- we’ll be right back,’ he told Rue, wiping his nose and smiling distractedly to his friend before pulling you through the kitchen and up the flight of stairs that housed several drunk, sad people.

“Elli, where are we going?” You asked with a sheepish chuckle. His hurrying could be mistaken for either lust or anger and it made you nervous. Had you done something wrong?

You and Elliot weren’t boyfriend and girlfriend per se, but the air was never not tense whenever you were around each other. You often used weed or alcohol as an excuse to hook up with each other but had never actually described your relationship any further than ‘we’re close’

He tried a few doors until a free guest bedroom was available. He closed and locked the door while you stood silently, still not sure if he was mad or horny. Your hands were fidgeting in front of you, chest heaving from standing and cheeks rosy. You were sure you looked a mess, but right after he had locked the door, elliot spun around and pulled you in roughly by the waist, red cup still in hand. His lips were on yours in a matter of seconds, tongue already probing to taste you. You let out a surprised moan into his mouth that he gratefully accepted with a sigh. It was lust, thank god.

“Sit down,” he muttered, voice hoarse and low as he dragged your hips down to the edge of the bed. He had never been this straightforward before. It was always slow at first, hesitant touched and kisses. You couldn’t deny the pulsing between your legs at his manhandling- it seemed there was no time for bullshit on his end. He wanted you now.

He placed the cup on the floor to lift up your skirt, dragging down your panties. It was fast, you barely registered what happened before a hand gently pushed you back on the mattress and your legs were spread, pussy on display for him. Your heart was racing, and you were clenching around nothing at his determination. At the silence. He was just looking at you, right where he knew only he could see you. It didn’t last too long though, and you heard him sip his drink, which you found odd. It made you raise your head from the sheets, but once again you were cut off by his cold tongue licking up your slit. You sighed, thighs twitching as your head fell back.

though he never stopped to surprise you, because soon you felt something ice cold against your clit that made you roll your eyes back, hand desperately reaching for his curls.

“Elli, What-“ you moaned again brokenly out into the air with a small, surprised ‘oh’ and the unexpected feeling. You barely registered that it was an ice cube from his drink. It was melting quickly from the heat of your pussy but he used it eagerly with his tongue, swirling it in circles around your throbbing clit. Your brows furrowed in pleasure, never believing a change of temperature could feel so good. Your thighs clenched his head as he moved the tiny piece of ice down from your clit to your hole. He pushed it in along with his tongue and your thighs clenched tightly around his head, the cold feeling inspiring a new kind of pleasure that had your wetness coating his tongue immediately.

“God, Elliot,” you whimpered helplessly as his now warm tongue touched your clit, mouth enveloping you and sucking harshly. Suddenly everything was warm again and you felt so fucking close to cumming.

“Taste so fucking good, Doll. Want you so bad,” he muttered into your pussy, feeling your hips rock into his face. Your lifted your head only for your eyes to meet as he shook his head from side to side with his tongue right on your bundle of nerves. You came with a loud whine, a broken mix of his name and cuss words. He looked so fucking pretty between your legs, big brown eyes looking up at you innocently- an extreme paradox to what he was doing to you. You softly pushed his head away and he leaned back onto his heels with a content sigh.

“Thought about doing that for fucking hours,” he said with a subtle smile up at you. “Was it okay?”

You saw a sliver of the gentle, nervous elliot behind the lust and confidence there. “I never even knew that was a thing. It was amazing elliot,” you replied with a chuckle, still feeling the wetness of your cum and the melted ice between your legs.

“Well you look really fucking pretty like this,” he muttered, thumb running through your folds still on display. It made you twitch from sensitivity and your face heated up quickly at the way he looked at what he was doing.

He gave you back your panties and you knew they’d feel uncomfortable with your slick the rest of the night, but it had been worth it.

“I’m the only one that gets to do this to you, right?” He asked right as you were about to unlock the door. His hand was on your waist again.

“Yes, Elli. It’s only you” you assured him, turning to look into his eyes. You wanted to show him how much you meant it.

“M’ all yours.” You left before he could reply out of nervousness, and therefore missed the adoring smile that fell over his face.

You were all his.

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HOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHO

H O H O H O H O

ITS A YA BOY CHAI. COMIN TO YOU LIVE. W ANOTHER REQUEST. LESSGO.

Hey remember that silly goofy little request from the other night?! What if we got like a part two mayhaps or something of the sorts of Elliot + reader at a party, she’s wearin somethin scandalous, besties bangin for the first time, with prompt numbers 4 and 8 I think?? The “I’ve never wanted to fuck someone this bad before” and “why are you such a tease?” Ones?? Or just one of them!! Maybe a lil exhibitionism?? Up to you!! Thanks bae 😩💞

BESTIEEEE THIS IS HOOOOOOOT. This is so slow burn holy shit; no fucking in this but I encourage you to send in a part 3 request lol. Man you always come up with the best stuff ever. I could never fail you on this one. This man, the things I feel for this character is all coming back dude.

TELL ME WHY THIS IS A WHOLE ONESHOT DUDE THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE A BLURB LMAOOOOOOO!!!! This is possibly one of the best things I've ever written.

READ PART ONE HERE

"So you're telling me I could be at home right now, eating a tub of ice cream, but instead you had to drag me out to a party?" I ask, flashing Elliot a tired look as he holds the door open for me, allowing me to slip under his arm as his hand rests on my back, helping me as I step into the booming party.

"Wanted to see this dress in action." He flirts but his jaw is clenched as his eyes scan the room, already so protective of me as we step into a new setting. He navigates us into the kitchen, quickly pouring himself a glass of the nearest alcohol he finds. Getting on my tip toes, I press a lingering kiss to his cheek as my hand snakes down his waist.

"Calm down, pretty boy. The night's young." I whisper before pushing away from him, sending him a wink over my shoulder as I make my way out into the living room, looking over the large crowd of dancing teens.

"Why are you such a tease?" Elliot's hot on my trail, reaching out to grip onto my waist, the drink in his cup sloshing around as I spin in his grasp. His eyes are darker, darker than I've ever seen them, as his gaze travels down the front of my dress.

"Because you like the chase." I jest with a grin, taking the cup from his hand and taking a sip as he watches my lips wrap around the edge of the cup. His tongue sweeps out to wet his lips as he pulls me tightly to him, forcing my gaze to flicker around us. "Everyone's looking at me." I smirk wolfishly and I make eye contact with a few of the men swaying in the crowd, their girlfriends only inches away from them.

"I know, it's pissing me off." Elliot mumbles, pressing a messy kiss to my temple and he downs the drink in his cup in seconds. "You showed up with me, can't they get the hint?" He scoffs, the twinge in his jaw telling me that he's not messing around, that the looks that the other men are giving me are truly bothering him.

"What hint? I'm not yours." Elliot gives me a testing look, silently arguing with me but I stand my ground. "They'll never believe I'm not taken- not unless you prove it to them." I offer vaguely, watching a glimmer of mischief pass through his gaze as his eyes move back and forth between my eyes and my lips.

"And how do you suggest I do that?" He whispers lowly, his gravely voice rumbling from his chest, the boyish, teasing nature that he typically holds now completely gone.

"Mark your territory." His brows twitch subtly at the arousal lacing my voice as I step towards him, testing his limits and patience in front of everyone.

"I will make you cum so hard right now, right here, if you don't stop talking like that." His threat shocks me to my literal core, thighs clenching around nothing as a shocked laugh leaves me. My whole body is twenty degrees warmer than it was five minutes ago, my eyes now flickering everywhere but his as I shrink bashfully in on myself, not expecting him to say something that vulgar. Not that I'm complaining. "You got a mouth on you."

"Then put it to use." The words leave me faster than I can control them, my lips parting in quiet shock as I look up at him, realizing there's nothing to blame this on. We've only had sips of alcohol, we haven't consumed any sort of aphrodisiac other than each other's presences- if we go further, there's no going back, nothing to blame other than ourselves.

"Are you offering?" He asks, caught of guard too as he clears his throat, brows furrowed as we both realize that this isn't some sort of playful flirting match that we mutually take part in, no, this is much more than that.

"Are you accepting my offer?" There's butterflies in my stomach as he gives me a stuttered nod and I can see the faintest of blushing rising up his neck and past his collared shirt.

"You really want me to fuck you?" He asks, dipping down to brush my nose with his, our lips practically brushing as I suck in a breath. His hand is now on my hip, sliding down my back and to the curve of my ass, holding me tightly to his chest.

"I've never wanted to fuck someone this bad before." My voice is shaky as my head shakes in shock at my own realization, watching his eyes widen and I look up at him through my lashes.

"So you want to fuck me? Not the other way around-"

"Elliot, for the love of god." I take the cup from his hand and place it on the nearest table and I quickly pull him in the direction of the dimly lit, almost empty hallway, an eager Elliot following closely behind me with his hand in mine.

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