I Only Have Eyes For You - Bret Hart
Pairings: 90s!Bret ''The Hitman'' Hart x Female! Reader
Summary: (Based off of the song ''I Only Have Eyes For You'' by The Flamingos). Bret only has eyes for you, and you know it's true. After a year of not being able to see him due to traveling, Bret comes home unexpectedly and surprises you.
Warnings: Mainly fluff, Little smut, Bret being a supportive and kind boyfriend, it just gets fluffy and SOMEWHAT smutty, just a fair warning there. male! receiving. (18+ Readers Only, Please!)
Requested by: No One (this is for the 500 followers celebration, cause I hit 500 followers! <3)
Word Count: 1.4k
It has been at least a year since you have last seen your boyfriend, Bret. You have been missing him ever since he left to travel around the world, signing autographs, thousands of fans screaming his name across the nation — you just missed him. Every second, every minute, every hour, everyday.
He was the sweetest and kindest boyfriend you'd ever ask for out of a guy, and that guy was Bret Hart. He would usually call you in the middle of the night every other night, just to tell you that he’s safe. His voice was so soothing, you could get lost in it only by listening to him talk for hours. You missed him as a whole, but you knew one day he would be back with you in his strong and muscular arms again.
You skimmed through photographs of you and him, one of those photographs being placed into a memory book, where he kissed you on the cheek with his arms wrapped around you at a carnival. What a distant feeling. You thought. You held back tears from forming and dropping onto one of the fresh polaroids placed into the memory scrapbook of you and Bret, but goddamn it you missed him.
You could say how much you miss him like a broken record over and over again, but it doesn’t change how you feel towards him. Your love for Bret was angelic, and kind-spirited, it was so ridiculous to the point where you would talk to your friends about your boyfriend and how much he meant to you. Of course, you knew Bret since you two were in middle school, it has been so long. A year has felt like eternity, your heart began to break because you wanted to see him. No one could ever know how you were feeling, the desire of wanting to hug him one last time, or more.
A few hours had passed, you were home alone on a Wednesday afternoon. Cuddled up in a gray blanket, you heard the rain bellow down onto the rooftop as you drifted off to sleep.
‘’Y/N? Are you home?’’ A familiar presence made its way into the doorway of your home.
No, it can’t be.
Your eyes popped right open, you jumped up and saw a shadow lurking in the corner of the living room.
‘’Bret?’’
‘’BRET!’’ You ran as fast as you could towards your boyfriend, his arms wide open for a familiar hug, a hug you haven’t felt in over a year.
Tears of mixed emotions formed in the creases of your eyes, your face buried in the crook of your boyfriend’s neck, he hugged you tightly.
‘’Did you miss me? ‘Cause I know I missed you,’’ He whispered soothingly, his hands resting on your back, rubbing.
‘’Y-you have no idea, Bret… I-I missed you a lot. More than you’ll ever know.’’ You answered, fighting back so many mixed emotions, your head was spinning, it felt like eternity since you last saw him.
‘’Shh, it’s okay. I understand baby, I missed you more. I’m so sorry for leaving you after all of this time, I feel like a jerk—’’ You pressed a finger upon Bret’s lips, your eyes glistened with his.
‘’Please don’t ever feel like you’re a jerk, because you aren’t. I just missed you. Your hugs, your smiling face, your presence.’’ You spoke, he wiped your tears away with his thumb.
‘’You know what I have missed?’’ He asked you, eyes boring into your’s.
‘’What?’’
‘’This.’’
Bret pulled you into this strong embrace, and kissed you deeply. His lips were sealed onto yours, oh how you missed him. You melted into his arms, such a familiar feeling.
He guided you into a near wall, with your lips never breaking apart. He knew all of your weak spots, and how to make you feel good. But this was the best feeling in the world, with his hands cupping your bottom, lifting you up to support your body weight against a wall felt like ‘’heaven and i’d die for it’’ feeling. His lips attached onto your earlobe, sending dead cold shivers down your spine. Bret chuckled,
‘’I missed your body touching against mine, not only that, but I missed how well my baby girl behaves for me,’’
Hearing those words made you blush a heavy pink, you were dumbfounded and so in love with him, that cute asshole.
‘’I— I missed you more,’’ You mouthed, trying to get the right words out so you can prevent yourself from being embarrassed. But it was too late for that.
‘’Aww, are you lost, baby girl? I’ll make your clueless mind less worrisome.’’ He teased, his voice deep in anticipation.
You crossed your legs to prevent yourself from making your ‘’oh my god, he just made me weak all over and he probably knows it’’ feeling from being so obvious. Shit, he knew you so well he could read you like a book.
Bret caressed your cheek, you whimpered, the bare minimum touches he gave you was pleasurable. He didn’t have to lay a finger on you or fuck you dumb to pleasure you, all he did was talk to you nice, that way he could win your heart for good.
‘’Oka-okay. You got me, Bret.’’ You finally gave in, a laugh was heard from The Hitman in response.
‘’Good girl. Now, tell me. Tell me all of your heart's desires.’’ He challenged.
‘’I— Holy shit. I am so nervous, it’s been like a year since we’ve last done this.’’ Your heart beating through the floor, you felt yourself tense up under his touch.
‘’It’s okay, baby. Whatever makes you feel comfortable.’’
Maybe you did want him to continue what he was doing, he gave you a sly smile and placed his hands onto your’s. You couldn’t admit it, you were out of it, shit, come on Y/N, think.
‘’I-I need a minute.’’ You stepped back, and ran into the bathroom.
Your legs shook, you cupped yourself and felt the warmth running down your legs, a huge sigh of relief escaped out of you as Bret was waiting in the living room.
‘’How in the hell did he get me this wet—’’ You blushed, and decided to take a quick shower. You texted Bret, who happened to be still waiting in the living room by himself. A door knob turned to the bathroom door, and quickly shut afterwards. A shirt and pants dropped to the floor.
‘’Mind if I join?’’
‘’I don’t mind at all, babe.’’ You said, a smile played upon the face of Bret, and as he stepped in, you kissed him again, but deeper.
The shower continued to run for a few minutes, kissing your thighs, he asked for your approval before doing anything else. He wanted to make love to you in the shower, and so he did.
You tilted your head back, a soft moan slipped past you right as his lips pressed against your garden.
‘’Being so well-behaved for me.’’ He added after another kiss, while he had you under his little finger. You sighed aloud, your fingers crept into his long black hair, tugging slightly onto his hair, a low grunt from him was heard by you.
Knowing he was pleasuring you, you decided on turning the tables by kissing down his chest, going lower as you progressed, and well, you know the rest.
Bret groaned, he held the back of your head while you were softly gagging underneath him.
‘’My god, Y-Y/N. You t-take me so good.’’ He said.
‘’Y/N, I-I’m about t-to’’ He warned, pulling out of your hollowed mouth, releasing. His eyes closed for a brief second, heavy panting heavier than the sound of the shower head spurting down water itself.
‘’You t-take good care of me,’’ You replied, standing up. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you close to him, wet hair and all.
‘’That’s my job,’’ He smiled brightly.
‘’I love you, Bret.’’
‘’I love you too, Y/N.’’
A/N: Omfg, so this is the first Bret Hart fic I have ever written, and I am kinda proud of how this turned out, I am sorry if the ending was crappy -- but it is 10pm at night. I promised you all a Bret Hart fic, and here it is. Hope you enjoyed <3 (likes, reblogs or any type of feedback are always appreciated!!).
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