#madderton smut
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Blissful hours
Pairing: Taron Egerton x Richard Madden
Word Count: 3129
Summary: Taron gets home tired out from work and gets surprised with a warm bath and dinner. Richard knows exactly how to take care of him and relieve the tension...
Warnings/Tags: fluff, Valentine's Day, cuddles, smut
A/N: We hope you like our fic🥰🥰~Nati and Miya💜
Taron came home about mid-afternoon, tired out from a long week. He had been working 12 hour days for the last 3 weeks, consistent of filming, wardrobe meetings, and interviews. Thank god he has a break for the next week. He kicks off his shoes and stands still for a moment, embracing the quiet atmosphere. "Richard?" he calls out softly. His boyfriend steps out of the kitchen soon after.
Richard’s face softens seeing his mate, a compassionate smile spread across his lips. "You're still wearing your jacket, bub." he chuckles softly. He walks towards the Welsh, warm and welcoming.
"Don't care. Need you." Taron speaks just barely above a whisper and falls into his arms. He buries his face in his chest and holds onto him tightly. God, how he loves being in his arms.
Richard wraps his arms around him and gently rubs his lower back. "Tired, darling?" he asks and T just nods. He plants a soft kiss onto his temple and softly glides his fingertips over the back of his neck. "We should get you to bed early then. Looks like you could use the rest."
"M'tired but not sleepy." he sighs, hands holding onto the comfortable fabric of Richard's sweater firmly.
"I'll soothe your mind and body enough for you to sleep, I promise. Why don't you go and take a shower before we eat?" he suggests. Richard had prepared their dinner a good while ago while Taron worked. He just needed to put on some finishing touches and throw it in the oven.
"Join me?" Taron asks and looks up at him with the best puppy look in his eyes he could manage. He knows very well that Richard can rarely resist that look. Those green orbs enlarging and his pout sending him over the moon.
Richard smiles softly and unzips Taron’s jacket, giving in to his request. "Of course. I'll just put our dinner into the oven. I'll be with you in a moment"
Taron nods and makes his way to the bathroom upstairs after kissing him on the cheek. He opens the door and his mouth falls open in surprise. The bathtub is filled with water at the perfect temperature, bubbles and color added. Candles illuminated the room with a warm hue and a soothing lavender scent lulls him in. What was be occasion? Had Richard already planned for this?
"Baabee?" he asks, walking back downstairs to Richard. "What's with the candles and lavender?" he questions and sees the already set table with some wine glasses and everything. Once again, his mouth falls open in shock at the gesture. He looks at his boyfriend with eyebrows raised. Did he miss his own birthday again?
Richard closes the oven and walks over to him, a slight chuckle leaving his lips. "Well first off, it's Valentine’s Day and you had to leave and be on set before I woke up. So we can continue the celebrations now."
Taron nods and gently takes his hand. "And?" That couldn’t just be the only thing.
"And you've been working so much lately that you come home all exhausted. It breaks my heart a little." Richard gently wraps his arms around his waist. "Which is why I wanna pamper you a bit, ease the stress a little at a time." His lips curl into a small smile as he looks into his lover’s eyes.
Taron's face softens hearing that. "Aren't you the sweetest?" he breathes out and wraps his arms around his neck. He has been working really hard days with this new film, but it was worth it coming home to the person he loved every day. Seeing Richard’s smile and holding him tight every night made it all bearable.
Rich smiles and leans down, kissing him lovingly. The two savor the kiss for just a moment and enjoy each other’s warm embrace. They make their way upstairs to the bathroom and remove their clothes, getting into the water. Taron takes his chance to cuddle up against Richard, his back on his chest, and closes his eyes. He relaxes into his soothing touch as Richard takes cares of washing his body gently. He lets him rest a little while he shampoos his hair lovingly. Once finished with Taron, Richard cleans himself up and the pair carefully get out of the tub. Richard dries Taron off after wrapping his own towel around his body.
Taron insists on wearing some of Richard's clothes when they leave the bathroom, as he always does when he is exhausted. It provides a great comfort to him, whether Richard is there or not. They decide to have their dinner in the living room tonight. T is sitting on Richard's lap, a plate for both of them on his own lap as they eat carefully. "Mm I needed this." T hums happily as he digs into the lasagna Richard made. He could never get over how great of a cook he is.
"I hoped so." Rich chuckles softly and kisses his cheek.
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Taron groans softly and turns onto his back, looking up at Rich with a frustrated pout. "I can't fall asleep." he says annoyed. They had finished their dinner almost a half hour ago and Richard told Taron to rest. So Taron repositioned himself on the couch and tried just that.
Richard gently runs his hand through Taron's hair, who's head is resting on his lap. "Got too much on your mind?" he asks and T hums, answering his question.
He grumbles and rubs his eyes. "I can't stop thinking about all the stuff I have to do and-." Stopping mid sentence, he sits up and huffs tiredly.
"Taron, tonight starts your week off from working so hard. Okay, there's nothing you have to do." he says softly, but firmly. "I'm home for a few days as well, so we can actually do nothing all day." he smiles.
Taron smirks and straddles his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. "That sounds almost too perfect. Am I dreaming?"
Rich chuckles softly and pulls him into a loving kiss. "You're adorable."
"Can we go and cuddle in bed?" Taron asks sweetly. Of course he truly wanted to cuddle, but there’s an underlying ulterior motive to the cuddle session.
"Of course." he nods and they get up from the couch. Richard folds the blankets they were using, and Taron couldn’t resist. Rich is caught by surprise when Taron kisses him again, a soft moan escaping the Scottish man’s chest.
Taron wraps his arms around his neck and stumbles back a few steps, his back hitting the wall behind him. He stops and looks up at him with lust momentarily gleaming in his eyes.
Richard grabs his waist and pins him to the wall, looking down at him. The sudden need in Taron’s eyes catches him by surprise, and slightly overwhelms him. "I think I know exactly what you need to put you to sleep." Rich chuckles softly.
"Maybe." he says, a blush quickly coating his cheeks and ears.
Richard smiles at the reaction and gently caresses his cheek. "I love you."
"I love you too." Taron smiles softly.
He leans down, connecting their lips. They share a passionate kiss and Taron pulls him closer to his frame. Holding each other close and slightly tighter with each movement.
Taron smiles and a quiet moan falls from him as their lips touch. He kisses him passionately, breath hitching as Richard's hands caress his sides.
Richard notices the change and gently grabs his hips. "Maybe I know what you'll need to relieve the tension, darling."
T raises his eyebrows at him, holding back a grin. "I'm all ears."
"You want me to take care of you?" he asks and lets his hands slip under Taron's sweater, gently touching his skin. His touch felt like fore, but send goosebumps all over at the same time. Taron yearned for more, ached for it even.
"Please." Taron answers quickly and buries his face in Richard's shoulder, blushing at how desperate he sounds. He truly did need to get the tension out of his body from the long nights. But he wouldn’t dare turn down an offer to have it handled by Richard.
He chuckles softly and kisses his head. "I love you, darling."
"Love you too" he says softly, feeling his lips curl into a smile. He lets out a giggle as Richard guides them away from the wall and onto their big sofa, lying Taron down and hovering over him.
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He couldn't fully believe how good it feels. Though they have done this multiple times now, Richard seems to know every little thing that drives him crazy and pushes him closer to the edge. Somehow, they had moved upstairs after a very steamy make out session. And now here Taron was lying on their bed, clothes gone, legs open, and Richard moving towards where he needed him most. His hands are gripping the sheets, trying to steady himself before he lost his mind. He can’t muffle the sounds leaving his throat as Richard kissed his body, and usually he would have been flustered about it. Taron was always vocal in bed, but for them to be barely starting, it’s almost embarrassing. But this time, he doesn't even have the time to think about it, and Rich doesn't seem to mind. His whimpers are needy as Richard's lips wander up his inner thigh again. He takes one hand and rakes his fingers through Richard’s dark hair, gently tugging on his scalp. "Rich... Babe...Pleasee."
"Patience, darling." he mumbles against his skin and places a delicate kiss onto his hip bone. "We haven't even started yet." A devious smirk flashes over his lips as he sneaks a glance in Taron’s direction.
Taron chuckles weakly at that, but moans softly as Richard's lips wander down his thigh, teeth gently grazing his skin. Then, he finally feels Richard's fingers pulling down his boxers. Only seconds later, his hands are wrapped around Taron’s thighs, spreading his legs open wide. All he can see are Richard's dark curls when looking down. He takes the opportunity to run a hand through them once he feels his tongue push against his hole. "Fuckin' hell..." he sighs deeply and his eyes flutter close at the feeling.
Richard's tongue works wonders along the area and the sounds coming from his lover are music to his ears. Taron writhes underneath his hold on his thighs as Richard’s tongue laps at his entrance. Richard takes a second to place two fingers in his mouth, preparing them with as much spit as he could, before slowly sliding them into Taron one at a time, opening him up just right. A groan erupts from Taron at the sudden again, but it’s pure bliss as his boyfriend slowly works his fingers inside him. But he doesn't stop there as he wraps his lips around his length, sucking softly at the tip. Taron melts as he is taken into Richard’s mouth. The warm and wet sensation is not foreign to him, but it comes as a relief as Richard slowly moves his head lower and lower with each dip of his head.
Taron gasps at the feeling and arches into his touch. Richard's fingers curl up against his prostate whilst his mouth works wonders on him at a steady pace. Already being worked up, Taron is struggling to keep his release at bay. He’s feeling every sensation Richard is giving him. Every tongue flick on his needy length, every time he hits the back of Richard’s throat, every curl of his fingers, every time Richard hallows his cheeks. Every action bringing him closer to the edge and building up that fire in his body. It quickly becomes too much for him to bear and all he can do is gasp and moan louder than before. Unable to warn him of what’s to come, his eyes flutter closed as his orgasm washes over him, leaving him whimpering his name and pulling at his hair. Hot ropes of cum paint the inside of Richard’s mouth and he moans around his length at the feeling. Once he finished, he swallows and slowly pulls away from his lover, giving the tip one last playful lick. Taron comes down from his high, panting softly and a crimson blush settling on his face. "God, I'm sorry." he apologizes breathlessly. His mind was so clouded in pleasure that he couldn’t focus on speaking.
Richard watches him, eyes darkened with lust, and smiles softly. "Nothing to be sorry for." he tells him and wraps his hand around his own cock, stroking himself and moaning at the much needed friction. "I’m gonna make you feel so good. Just like you want, darling." he promises, a devilish grin coming across his features. Taron’s eyes enlarged at his words, and a blush paints itself on his face, his ears hot to the touch. His boyfriend instructs him to move up towards the headboard and he complies. As he settles comfortably on the bed, Richard makes his way towards him, hovering a bit. He reaches into the bedside table and retrieves a bottle of lube. He squirts some into his hand and spreads it over his length, smirking because he catches Taron watching his hand work. The younger man licks his lip, biting down softly after. Richard applies more to his fingers and rubs them over his boyfriend’s entrance, slowly pushing in to coat his walls as best as he can. Taron holds his own legs open with a groan, patiently waiting for more than just his lover’s fingers inside of him.
Richard gently removes his fingers and positions himself over the younger man, holding his length in his hand. Slowly, he begins to make his way inside. Taron whines as Richard pushes into him, finally connecting their bodies. He arches into the movement and groans satisfied when Richard sinks in deep. One hand rests on his shoulder, the other is tangled in his hair, trying to steady himself. Richard gives him time to adjust, spreading kisses all over his neck.
Richard pushes in deep and slow, really relishing the fact that they have all the time in the world for this. It's just them and their love. Something about this slow, loving pace makes the atmosphere soo much more intimate. Makes their moans sound sweeter with each thrust.
Sure, rough sex was amazing too. Dominating your partner in bed while they submitted to your will, all in part to both getting the pleasure desired. The sucks, bites, and slaps that encompassed the moment. Hearing your partner beg for a release after holding out for as long as they could, or that was allowed.
But this moment, this slow and steady rhythm heightens both men’s senses in a way like no other. Their touched gentle and warm as their bodies are engulfed in warm embraces. Kisses so passionate and soft, it left them craving for more with each separation. Bodies intertwined in the most blissful of ways, while swallowing earned moans from the other. It makes goosebumps rise on their skin, but sweat slowly build and trickle down exposed areas. Their bodies move perfectly together and neither wants to stop anytime soon.
They share sweet kisses, muffling each others moans. Tears of pleasure run down Taron's face as Richard's length massages his prostate in a steady rhythm. His next moan is so broken up it makes Richard glance at him a little alarmed.
"Are you okay?" he asks gently and slows down the pace. He gently caresses his face and kisses his jaw.
"Mmm so good..don't stop, Rich." he nods quickly and closes his eyes, mouth falling open with a moan. Taking his word for it, he continues on, matching the speed of his previous pace. "More, pleasee" he begs a little.
Richard decides to change positions, knowing his boyfriend all too well. He pulls out and giggles at the protesting sound that leaves Taron's lips. He sits on his knees and hold his hands out for Taron. "Come here, my love."
Taron gets the hint and takes his hands, sitting up and moving onto his lap, easing him in slowly. He wraps his arms around his neck, legs around his waist, and moans deliciously as he sinks down onto his cock. Moving his hips, he starts riding him in a steady pace. He kisses Richard passionately, nipping and biting at each other’s lips until he slides his tongue into his mouth. Their tongues dancing aggressively with one another.
Richard's hands caress down his sides, settling on his hips to steady him as he thrusts up into him. He moans loudly as Taron rolls his hips down to meet him. It’s pure ecstasy in the air, as both of them had been waiting for this moment for a couple days. Their skin electrifying the other with touches, grips, and tight embraces. Every kiss and bites sending goosebumps. The moans, groans, and whimpers becoming music to their ears, and they will do anything to keep the song going. If only they had been recording this to look back on later. It’s only about them in this moment, which makes it all the more passionate and sultry. It doesn't take long for Taron to find his rhythm and bounce faster on him, moaning obscenely loud as he chases his high. His release had been building steadily. But now, it’s right there, ready to be let go. "Oh God, ohh I'm gonna-." he doesn't finish his sentence as a gasp replaces his words. Richard wraps his arms around him and sends him over the edge with only a few strokes.
Taron groans out his name and cums all over their chests, sloppily moving his hips as he rides through his orgasm. The thick, white ropes painting a picture on their skin. His head sinks onto his shoulder once it washes over and he whimpers a little at the overstimulation.
Now, its Richard’s turn. "Come on, darling. Cum for me." Taron says soft and breathlessly, lovingly fondles through his hair. "My beautiful, handsome, love." he praises him. Richard was very close and all it takes is for Taron to clench around him. The action sends Richard over the edge, a low gutteral groan leaving his swollen lips as he coats his walls with his cum. Taron moans softly at the sound, kissing his neck and jaw as he rides out his orgasm.
They collapse onto the matress together and pant softly. "Tired now?" he asks laughing breathlessly. He looks over at him lazily.
"Absolutely." T smirks and lazily grabs his hand, squeezing it. "Happy Valentine's day." he says softly after a moment.
"Happy Valentine's day, love." he smiles at him sweetly.
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Anyone feel like writing me a friend a daddy kink madderton smut? once again- not asking for myself or anything..
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New Madderton Alert
Times are hard and everyone's sad and bored, myself included.
So, I'm very happy to report that I've got a new little series going on.
Find the already published works here:
If you want something cutesy and only slightly heated.
If you're a fan of Slutty!Madden and his stupidly young partners ft. Jealous!Taron taking back control.
If you want shameless smut + sappy feels.
Stay safe everyone ❤️
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Taron Egerton: Manners Maketh Man!
Note: This is for @sarahegerton96. I hope that you like this. Please excuse the mistakes in this.
Please Note: This is where things get Interesting!
Enjoy!
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Pineapple, dancing, castor oil, spicy food, exercise. Sarah tried it all and she was just about at the end of her rope with the pregnancy. She was now 41 weeks and even more uncomfortable then she had ever been. There was one thing that she had yet to try but she knew that this point, there was no convincing Taron. “Please babe. You put me in this position.” Sarah whined. “Oh no you don’t. It takes two to tango and besides, it will hurt the baby.” Taron replied. “Taron it won’t hurt him. How many times did we have sex when you didn’t know I was pregnant?” Sarah asked in annoyance. “No Sarah.” He said simply. “Fine then. I’ll just call Richard and see if he would like to come and fuck me instead.” Sarah replied nonchalantly as she pulled out her phone. Taron’s jaw tensed and his eyes grew dark with anger because he knew that she was somewhat serious. Ever since seeing Rocketman, Sarah wanted to have a threesome with both her husband and Richard. “That’s not funny Sarah. You know I feel about that since your little confession after watching Rocketman.” Taron said darkly. “Oh come on, you know I’m only teasing. You’re the only man I’ve got eyes for, even though a threesome would be nice.” Sarah replied as she placed her phone back down. “I know you are but it’s not happening while you are pregnant with my son.” Taron replied as he stepped dangerously close to his wife. “Upstairs.” He whispered as he hovered close to her lips. Sarah couldn’t budge, she was too caught up in what had just happened. “Now.” Taron continued as he warned murderously. Sarah gulped and nodded as she made her way upstairs. She was thankful that the girls had not been in school that long and still had hours left.
Taron followed closely behind her and when they reached the bedroom, Taron ripped her shirt in two. Sarah bit her lip as she saw just how amorous he looked in that moment. Sarah’s pants soon followed and before she knew it, she was on the bed in front of him. “It’s not nice to tease people. It’s very rude.” He said as he slowly crawled over her very pregnant body. Taron kissed her jaw and made his way down to her neck where he vigorously attacked her with bites. “Fuck.” Sarah moaned as he reached her sweet spot. Taron stopped and looked her dead in the eye. “There will be no talking, no moaning and definitely no touching me. You break any of these rules, you will not be allowed to cum. Do you understand me?” Taron said ominously. Sarah nodded and she bit her lip. “Good girl.” Taron replied as he went back to assaulting her neck. It was so hard for Sarah not to moan as she felt her husband remove her bra and place his warm, wet tongue on her nipples. Yes her breasts were sore but the pleasure she felt in that moment, made the pain disappear.
Taron growled as he was met with Sarah’s dripping wet pussy. “So wet for me my little slut.” Taron snarled as he forcibly inserted his fingers into. Sarah bit her lip to try and supress her moans. Sarah arched her back as best she could and Taron pulled her closer. He let his tongue ghost over her very sensitive clit. His tongue swirled around her in the most torturous way possible and soon, Sarah could feel her climax beginning to grow and much to her disappointment, so could her husband. He removed his fingers and Sarah whimpered at the loss of contact. Taron looked at her and raised his brow. Sarah knew that she had messed up. Taron got off the bed and began to undress himself slowly as a way to farther tease his wife. Sarah was finding the task of not making a noise harder than she thought. Once all of his clothes were removed and on the ground, Taron walked over the box of sex toys and brought it over to the bed. He picked up a vibrator and turned it on and placed it over Sarah. Her body shuddered under it and Taron knew that she was close. He pulled it away and this time, Sarah was able to avoid her need of moaning. “I’m going to mark you as mine tonight you little slut.” Taron spoke as he began to pound into her relentlessly.
“Why don’t you use that pretty little mouth of yours and let the neighbours hear how good I make you feel.” Taron said breathlessly. Sarah didn’t need to be told twice. “Fuck me baby, you feel so good.” She cried out in pleasure. “I’m close.” Sarah panted. “Cum for me.” Taron instructed as he felt his climax building as well. A few more thrusts in and Sarah let herself go as she moaned his name like a prayer. Taron followed not too far behind her and pulled out, flopping next to her. “Fuck me, that was amazing.” Taron said with a smile. Sarah looked at him. “If that’s what it takes to get you to fuck me that hard, I’m going to make it my mission to make you more jealous from now on.” Sarah replied with a mischievous smirk on her face. Taron looked at her and place his hand on her cheek and allowed his thumb to softly caress her cheekbone as he leaned in and captured her lips in an intense passionate kiss.
The couple laid on the bed wrapped up in each other’s arms. Just as Sarah’s eyes closed, Gary started to move around, causing his mother’s eyes to snap open. “Can I not have one moments peace with your daddy please?” Sarah whined. Taron kissed her temple and untangled his arms from around Sarah’s body as he moved down to her overgrown belly. He kissed her bump and looked up at her through his lashes. “Mummy and daddy are in the middle of some special bonding time.” Taron mumbled against her skin. Gary kept moving and that’s when Taron got an idea. Taron moved away from his wife’s belly and began to sing as he rubbed the bump.
https://youtu.be/cW-qLcK1LxM (Just ignore the ending of the video. Just listen to the lyrics he sings as that is what he sings to his unborn son.)
Just as Taron was getting out of bed to go and start on lunch for himself, Sarah and of course Gary, Richard called and asked if he could stop by to drop something off. Taron agreed and walked downstairs. Sarah sat in the bed and smiled to herself as she replayed the recent events of the day. “Really Gary, my bladder is not a squeeze toy.” Sarah whined with exasperation as she got out of bed to use the toilet. When she was done, she started to walk downstairs but was met with Slight discomfort and some very mild ‘Braxton Hicks’. “Het Richard.” Sarah as she waddled into the kitchen. “Hi Sar- you make such a cute penguin.” Richard teased as he pulled her in for a side hug. Sarah groaned in response. Taron stood there smirking at his wife. “What are you smirking-” Sarah started to say before Taron turned to Richard. “I had to take action and do something to get my son out of there.” Taron said as Richard fist bumps his friend. Sarah, being annoyed and heavily pregnant, just flips the men off. Richard held his hands up in defence and Taron tried to hug her but she brushed passed him.
“Shit. I forgot to get avocado.” Sarah said as she shut the fridge door. She turned to Taron and smiled sweetly at him. “Pop tart, can you please go to the shops and grab some?” Sarah asked whilst batting her lashes at him. “You know I can’t resist you when you talk dirty to me.” Taron replied as he grabbed all that he needed. “How is that dirty talk?” Richard asked with confusion laced in his voice. Taron to face him. “I’ll tell you another time mate.” Taron winked. “No you will not Taron.” Sarah warned. Taron turned to face her as he smiled cheekily and walked out of the door. Sarah rolled her eyes and went back to pulling a mug out of the cupboard. “I’m going to make some tea, do you want some?” Sarah asked as she looked at Richard who sat at the breakfast bar as he let his eyes roam over her body. They locked eyes and Richard motioned for her to join him. She approaches him as he stands up and licks his lower lip seductively. “Kiss me Sarah.” Richard mutters against her lips. The kiss is hungry and needy. “Fuck me Richard. I need you now.” Sarah moans as he lips dance across her neck passionately. Her fingers lace themselves in his hair as she tugs gently. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this.” Richard said as he removed Sarah’s shirt and bra. He swirled his tongue around her nipples as she moaned his name in ecstasy. He then kissed his way down to the waistband of her jeans, taking the zipper between his teeth and pulling it down whilst looking longingly into her eyes. “Please Richard.” Sarah begs as she bites her lower lip, supressing a moan.
He pulled away from her long enough to remove his pants and boxers, discarding them on the ground. Sarah’s eyes traveled down his body and landed on his erect appendage. Richard walked closer and lined himself up with her. “Are you sure you want this Sarah?” Richard asked for the final time. Sarah nodded her head and Richard pushed himself into her dripping wet core. Both adults hissed as they adjusted to each other. Richard began to moan her name as he picked up his pace. Sarah. Sarah. Sarah.
“Sarah, are you ok?” Richard said as he waved his hand in front of her face. She shook her head as she snapped out of her day dream. “Yes I am, sorry. What were you saying?” Sarah asked with embarrassment at what she had just pictured. “I said the water had finished boiling.” Richard said. Thank you.” Sarah said as she went to make the tea for them. Once the tea was made, Sarah handed him a mug and he took it gratefully. Sarah took her own mug and went to join Richard at the breakfast bar. Unfortunately for her, Sarah’s water broke as she went to sit down. “Fuck, I think a little bit of wee came out.” Sarah moaned. Richard looked at the woman and chuckled. As a little more fluid trickled down her leg, she realized that it wasn’t wee, it was the fact that her waters had in fact broken. Sarah quickly stood up and turned to face Richard. “Richard, I need you to promise me that you won’t freak out.” Sarah said as she placed her hand on his shoulder to steady herself. “Ok.” Richard said with concern. “My water broke. I’m going to go and get changed and grab the hospital bag. Can you get the car ready and call Taron to tell him to meet us at the hospital?” Sarah asked calmly. Richard’s face drained itself of colour as he started to panic. “Oh my god.” He hollered as he jumped up from his stool. “Relax Richard. I’m alright, everything is fine.” Sarah replied as she walked upstairs to get changed. Sarah put on a maternity nappy and a pair of Taron’s navy blue sweatpants.
Sarah walked downstairs and had to stop herself from laughing as she saw Richard running around like a chicken with no head. “Richard! I told you to calm down. Everything is under control.” Sarah said before she doubled over in agony as an excruciatingly painful contraction took over her body. Richard rushed over to Sarah’s side and she grabbed his hand in a bone crushing grip. “Fuck woman.” He whimpers. “How did T put up with this twice?” Richard asked and Sarah gripped his hand tighter as another contraction took over her body. “Right, let’s get you into the car.” Richard said as Sarah slightly released her death grip. Richard helped her into the car before she spoke up again. “Call Taron again and tell him to forget the damn things.” Sarah said through gritted teeth. Richard did as he was told and he was thankful for Taron’s quick reply. “Where are you?” Sarah asked as her contraction eased. “I’m just about to pay for the avocados.” Taron responded. Just as Taron explained, Sarah was hit with another contraction. “Forget the fucking avocados, they’re not important. Get your ass to the hospital!” Sarah screamed through the phone. “Sarah just relax and breathe.” Taron said as he bolted for his car. “No vagina no opinion. Shut the fuck up.” Sarah replied through gritted teeth. Once Richard and Sarah arrived at the hospital, he helped her out of the car and walked her inside. Unfortunately for Richard another contraction ripped through Sarah’s body. She grabbed his hand in another bone crushing grip. “For god sake, can someone help us please.” Richard screeched as the pain shot through his arm. Two nurses came running toward them. “How far apart are your contractions?” One of the nurses asked. Sarah glared daggers at the woman. “I don’t know.” Sarah spat as more pain coursed through her veins. The nurses looked at each other an decided that the best thing to do would be to get Sarah admitted.
“You can’t come back here sir. Family only.” Someone said as their eyes landed on Richard. “I came here with her.” Richard replied with slight panic in his voice. “Are you family?” The person asked. Sarah growled. “Fuck off bitch, he is family.” Sarah replied spat. The person jumped slightly. “Is he the father?” The person asked. Sarah had had it with this person. “Listen, I am in labour. I am in pain and all I want right now is to push this watermelon out of my ass and sleep. Either shut the fuck up and let him by or fuck off and leave us the fuck alone.” Sarah bellowed and the person finally let them through. After all the commotion, it was determined that Sarah was about 5cm dilated (for those of you that don’ t know, it just means that she’s half way to pushing). “Where the fuck is my husband?” Sarah screamed in questioned. “I’m going to check. Hold on.” Richard said as he pulled out his phone and walked out of the room to call his friend.
“Where are you mate? I think she’s broken my hand.” Richard said whilst looking at his hand. Taron nervously chuckled. “About that, I’m stuck behind a really bad three car pile up.” Taron explained as he bit his lip. “How far along is Sarah?” Taron asked. “Let me ask. Hold on.” Richard replied. He popped his head into the room and looked at Sarah. “Sarah, how dilated are you?” Richard asked. “5cm.” Sarah replied simply through her breaths. Richard popped back out of the room. “She said 5cm.” Richard responded. “Ok, hold on a minute.” Taron said as he waved a police officer over. Richard could hear his friend talking to an officer. “There is nothing they can do so what I need you to do is tell Sarah that I’m stuck in traffic but I’m calling in a favour. She’ll know what that means.” Taron said as he and Richard hung up. “Is he coming?” Sarah asked hopeful. “He said that he was stuck behind bad traffic but he’s going to call in a favour.” Richard said as he sat down in a chair beside the bed. Sarah’s head fell back in relief. “Thank fuck.” Sarah breathed out.
As she was told to pushed, Taron burst through the door with the avocado in his hand. “I told you to leave the fucking fruit.” Sarah groaned out as a contraction tore through her body. Taron grabbed her hand and she was told to push. “Good job Sarah. Breathe in, hold it and push again.” Dr. Edwards said as Sarah pushed and death gripped her husband’s hand. “Jesus woman, take it easy. That’s my good hand.” Taron teased. “I’ll do more then break your fucking hand. It’s not your bitch ass hand you have to worry about.” She shouted at him as she looked down at his crotch. “Not Mr. Pickle.” Taron whined. Sarah ignored him and pushed until the baby’s head was visible. “Fuck, I shouldn’t have gone down there.” Taron said as he looked at the scene down below. “9 months too late for that you prick.” Sarah seethed. “Sorry babe but you weren’t saying no at the time.” Taron said as his wife continued to push. After a few more pushes, Taron’s cries weren’t the only ones that could be heard. Gary was placed on Sarah’s chest and she cried as she looked at his little squished features.“Congratulations on your little boy daddy. Would you like to cut your son’s cord?” Dr. Edwards asked. Taron nods and wipes his tears away with the back of his hand. “I can’t believe I have a son.” Taron mumbled to himself as the doctor guided him where to cut. When the cord was cut, he went back up to his wife and gave her a sweet and loving kiss. “I love you so much. I’m so proud of you.” Taron said as he sweetly brushed Sarah’s hair away from her face. “I love you too pop tart.” Sarah said sleepily as the little boy stirred in her arms, gaining his parents attention. “Oh my little Tarebear.” Sarah said as she kissed the boys head. Both adults watched in adoration at their newborn as he stretched and stuck his little tongue out at them. About an hour or so later, it had been decided that Gary Taron Egerton was to be the baby’s officially name. His parents were so in love with him and they couldn’t wait to see their daughters’ reactions.
(Just Picture this little bun with dark sandy blonde hair)
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“Ellie where are you going?” Nova hollered at her sister as she was left standing by the flower section of the shops with Richard. The man had picked them up from school and got them ready to meet their brother. A few seconds later, Ellie ran back with a little white bag. “What’s in the bag lass?” Richard asked as he held the metallic helium balloon that caught Ellie’s attention when they walked in. “A surprise for daddy?” Ellie questioned with her puppy dog eyes. Richard and Nova laughed and the trio walked to the check out to pay for the items.
Once they reached the hospital, the girls ran a head of Richard and straight into their father’s arms. “Daddy!” The girls called in unison as they threw their arms around his neck. “We missed you.” Ellie said with a smile. Nova nodded in agreement and kissed her father’s cheek. “I missed you both as well but I believe there is someone upstairs that wants to meet you. Shall we go and see mum and meet your little brother?” Taron asked as he stood up and took hold of the girls’ hands. Taron led them to Sarah’s room and knocked on the door before opening it. “Hello my two favourite darlings.” Sarah greeted as the girls climbed on to the bed on either side of their mother. “We have presents.” Nova declared and Ellie nodded excitedly. “Awww thank you sweethearts, that’s really sweet.” Taron Replied as the girls got off the bed and went to Richard who handed them their gifts.
First up was the single red rose the girls had both picked out and of course the balloon for Gary. “The balloon is from Ellie and the flower is from Ellie and me.” Nova explained. “It’s beautiful and very thoughtful. Thank you so much.” Sarah said as she took turns kissing and hugging her daughters. Next up we’re the gifts for their daddy. Ellie held out her little white bag. Taron smiled at his youngest daughter. “What’s this?” Taron asked as he took the bag from Ellie’s hand. “It’s a doughnut. I thought you might be hungry.” Ellie explained as she smiled brightly. “Thank you my love but why a doughnut?” Taron questioned and Ellie’s smile faltered. “Aww no princess, don’t be sad. I was curious as to why you brought me a doughnut, that’s all.” Taron said as he hugged the girl whose little heart was still hurt. “I got it for you because when I saw it, I thought of you and how sweet you are.” Ellie replied with sadness. Taron kisses her head and took a bite of the sweet. He hummed in satisfaction as the flavours hit his tongue. Chocolate with Salted Caramel drizzle. Once Taron had finished his bite, it was Nova’s turn.
She handed him the bag with a goofy grin and he looked at his oldest with suspicion. When his eyes landed on the gift, he burst into a fit of laughter. “What is it?” Sarah asked as she watched her husband’s laughing fit. He turned the shirt and onesie around for his wife to see and she too burst into a fit of hysterics. “What intrigued you to buy this particular one?” Taron asked with curiosity. “Because even though I’m still grossed out, he’s no longer a hypothetical pizza bun. He’s my little brother and I love him so much already.” Nova explained. “It’s perfect sweetheart, thank you.” Sarah said as the girls made their way to the bassinet their brother was in.
While the girls where preoccupied with running their fingers through Gary’s dark sandy blonde hair, Sarah and Taron took the opportunity to ask their friend a very important question. “Before you take the girls home mate, Sarah and I want you to know that we are so grateful for what you did today while I was stuck in traffic. It really meant the world to me to know that I had someone like you to trust and confide in. We also want to ask you this because both Sarah and I trust you with not only our lives but also the lives of our children should anything ever happen to us. That being said, we were wondering if you’d like to be Gary’s godfather.” Taron wondered out loud. Richard let a face splitting smile grow on his handsome features. “I’d be honoured, thank you so much.” Richard answered happily. “It’s the least we could do. You have been amazing Richard and not just today. You’ve helped us with so much and this is the best way we can think of to say thank you.” Sarah added and both men smiled. “Alright my wee lassies, shall we head home and give mummy and daddy some alone time with Gary?” Richard asked as he stood from his seat and handed the newborn to his mother. “No.” The girls whined in unison, making the adults laugh. “We Can come back after school tomorrow and see mummy, daddy and Gary ok?” Richard said as he grabbed the girls’ jackets and ushered them out the door after letting them bid their parents goodnight.
As Sarah was feeding Gary that night, Taron removed his shirt to get ready for burp duty. He looked down at his wife and son and smiled upon them. “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. You gave me a son today and made me the happiest man on this planet. I’m so proud of you my angel.” Taron said as he gave his wife a sweet and loving kiss. Sarah Smiled sleepily at him. “I love you too pop tart.” Sarah chuckled tiredly and handed Taron his son. “Get some sleep my angel. We will be just fine.” He said softly as Sarah’s eyes fluttered shut. Taron walked the baby over to the big window and stood there burping his son. The lights of the city below, twinkled like stars in the sky and as Taron looked at Gary, the little boy started to fuss in his daddy’s arms. Taron started to sing a Welsh lullaby to him and instantly, the baby was asleep.
Taron lounged in his make shift bed with the baby on his chest and ran his fingers through his son’s full head of hair. He lowered his face to his son’s small head and kissed it tenderly. “My precious boy. You are so loved already not just by me but by our girls as well. You have no idea just how much joy you’ve brought with you little one. Rest easy and I will be here when you wake up. I promise to protect you and I promise to teach you how to be a proper gentleman because after all my dear boy, manners maketh man.” Taron said as he turned his attention back to the twinkling city of London.
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7 minutes in heaven
warnings:Smut
sorry if this is bad its my first ever attempt at smut
Summary: Both Taron and Richard had been invited round to Jamie's for drinks along with a few others after wrapping on rocketman, when a innocent game of truth or dare turned into Taron and Richard expressing there true feelings for one another...
Tarons POV:
I had been invited round Jamie's place for drinks after wrapping on rocketman, of course I said I would go after-all I knew that Richard would be there and this was my chance to somehow seduce him...
Richards POV:
I had accepted Jamie's invitation round for drinks in his with a few of his friends, after I had accepted Jamie had informed me that Taron would be there so there was going to be a friendly familiar face so I wouldn't feel as uncomfortable being in a room full of strangers, or so he put it.
***time hop to Taron arriving at Jamie's*****
I stepped into the elevator pressing the button to Jamie's floor beginning to feel quite nervous knowing that any minute I would come face to face with Richard once again after having not seeing him since the premier of Rocketman in Cannes, I turned to the mirror in the elevator checking over my appearance once more, just then the elevator dinged signalling that I had reached Jamie's floor, I stepped out and made my way down the corridor to his apartment no:69 ;), I knocked and waited on a answer...
Richards POV:
I had arrived at Jamie's about 20 minutes ago expecting to see Taron already there but to my disappointment he wasn't here yet, Jamie introduced me to all his friends and offered me a drink which I gladly accepted being as nervous as I was, I stood talking to one of Jamie's friends Mark I think he said his name was, to be honest I wasn't really minding I was too on edge waiting for Taron to arrive, we talked about what it was like filming Rocketman, meeting Elton John and of course what it was like having to do a gay sex scene with Taron, just as I was about to answer a knock came to the door..oh god was that him the man I had been thinking of non-stop since filming that sex scene with him..yep it was, there he stood in the doorway as Jamie opened the door, "ah Taron there you are I was wondering if you were going to show" Jamie said as he pulled Taron into a a hug clapping him on the back moving to the side to let him in, oh god he looked good he wore a pair of black TIGHT skinny jeans which had ripped knees, a white t-shirt that had the tiniest bit of chest hair poking over the top, and a blue shirt over it and a pair of white converse, his hair was styled the way he always wore it and had stubble along his jawline, oh god what I'd do to feel his stubble against my face again, stop it Richard I had to snap myself out of my daydream before I gave myself a hard on thinking of what I'd love to do to that man.
Tarons POV:
The door opened to reveal Jamie obviously quite happy to see me as he pulled me into a hug and clapped me on the back " ah Taron I was wondering if you were going to show" he says as if I'd miss a chance to see Richard again I thought to myself, I just laughed as he stepped aside to let me inside, as I stepped in I noticed Richard staring hungrily? at me nah I thought to myself I'm just imaging it shaking my head to rid myself of the thought, I walked over to the kitchen to grab myself a drink before I went to talk to Richard, before I could make my way over Jamie had called me over to introduce me to his friends, after being introduced and chatting for a few minutes I excused myself and I walked towards Richard
Richards POV:
I stood there as he walked towards the kitchen to grab himself a drink, oh god I hope he didn't catch me staring hungrily at him, as he turned to walk what seemed like my direction Jamie had interrupted him to introduce him to his friends, he stood there talking for what seemed liked forever before he excused himself and stared to walk in my direction, oh god keep calm Richard I thought to myself, "long time no see Dickie" he said as he stopped in front of me and pulled me in for a hug oh how I loved his nickname he had for me, I inhaled his scent as he pulled me in for a hug and just wished I could stay there forever, as he pulled away I just laughed off his his nickname for me as I said " still calling me Dickie I see " " of course " he said as he laughed, we stood there catching up with each other the hours passed by in a blink of an eye and before we knew it we were all quite tipsy, "I know how about a game of truth or dare" Jamie spoke slurring his words slightly as he grabbed an empty bottle off the counter and heading towards the sitting room where me and Taron sat on the sofa talking most of the night.
Tarons POV:
"really man? truth or dare is that not a bit juvenile?" I spoke, "nah of course not man, Richard wants to play don't you" he spoke as he winked at the both of us, what the hell did he know how I felt about Richard? "uh yeah sure" Richard spoke as they all began to sit in a circle on the floor with the bottle in the middle, "alright" Jamie said as he spun the bottle.
****time-hop to an hour into the game****
Richards POV:
An hour into the game we were all quite drunk by now after a lot of the dares consisted of downing beers or doing shots or someone stripping naked and running around the apartment, when next of all the bottle lands on me again "truth or dare" Jamie slurs "dare" I say feeling brave " I dare you to take Taron into the bathroom for 7 minutes of heaven" he blurted out I spat out my mouthful of beer as I almost choked on it "W-WHAT" I said as my eyes widened trying to regain myself from my coughing fit " you heard me " he said as he winked at me, wait did he know? I thought to myself "well come on what are you waiting for unless you want to down this?" he said holding up a bottle of vodka, I shook my head no and slowly stood up walking shyly towards Taron...
Tarons POV:
"Dare" Richard said after Jamie asked " I dare you to take Taron to the bathroom for 7 minutes in heaven" Jamie said "W-WHAT" Richard said as he nearly choked on his beer as he heard what Jamie had said his eyes almost popping out of his sockets, my heart sank a little as his reaction, but before I knew it I saw Richard standing up and walking slowly towards me, I looked up to see Richard standing in front of me his hand outstretched he cleared his throat " y-you d-don't have to if y-" " nonsense, lets show these how a real men do it" I said as I cut him off taking his hand as he helped me up I didn't know if it was the copious amount of drink I had or if I was just so horny that I didn't care anymore, as we walked down the hall to the bathroom hand in hand I heard wolf whistles and shouts of " get some" behind us, I blushed and could feel the heat creeping up my neck and face, I was pulled into the bathroom by Richard and slammed up against the door as his soft plump lips came crashing down against mine, my head was spinning from it all the drink,the sensation of his lips against mine it was all too much, "Mmm" I moaned against Richards lips as his tongue swiped across my bottom lip for entrance which I gladly allowed our tongues danced against each others hungrily, I broke away from the kiss for air and stood there looking into his now very dark lust filled blue eyes I couldn't help smile, god I was crazy about this man
Richards POV:
I was in the middle of telling Taron that he didn't have to if he didn't want to but he cut me off before I could finish my sentence, he gladly accepted my hand and I helped him up from his spot on the floor, as we made our way down the hall towards the bathroom the guys were wolf whistling and shouting after us to "get some" I could see the blush creeping up Taron's neck and face, my stomach was doing flips I knew I wouldn't have the balls to do this sober, I pulled him into the bathroom behind me closed the door and slammed him up against it and crashed my lips to his, something I wanted to do from the minute I saw him earlier on in the night, "Mmm" he moaned against my lips and I licked his lips for entrance which he gladly gave me our tongues moved in sync with each others, he broke the kiss and just stared into my eyes, god I loved his gorgeous green eyes, he smiled and that's when I knew I was in for a good time...
****both Taron and Richards POV:****
Richard just stared into my eyes his eyes flicked from my mine to my lips I couldn't take it anymore I grabbed his face and brought his lips to mine desperate to feel his on mine again, we sloppily kissed, I was a moaning mess I just couldn't help the moans the fell from my mouth, Richard moved his lips from mine and slowly trailed them down my jawline and my neck until he hit my sweet spot that's when I almost lost it and my knees began to buckle only for he had me pressed up against the door I'm sure I would have been a horny mess on the floor by now, as Richard continued his assault on my neck I knew there was going to be a mark left which I would proudly wear as a reminder of our little escapade, I was so hard by now it was beginning to hurt as it pressed harshly against the zip of my jeans, fuck why did I have to wear such tight jeans I thought to myself but as if on Que and as if he could read my thoughts Richard palmed me through my jeans and my hips involuntary bucked against his hand " Mmm F-fuck Dickie p-please I-I need more" I stuttered out using his nickname which I knew would drive him insane "Shh baby, what does my little Duckie want" he cooed in my ear as he continued to palm me through my jeans, "I need y-you" I moaned out a bit to loud for his liking as he put his hand over my mouth as his teeth sunk into that spot on my neck " Ssh you don't want them to hear how good I'm making you feel now do you?" he whispered into my ear as he cautiously removed his hand from my mouth to start working on removing me from the restraints of my jeans and boxers brushing over my sensitive tip as he did " Ooh yeah" another moan fell from my lips as my dick sprung free and stood up proudly glistening in pre-cum, I already knew I wasn't going to last long I was so horny already, shit I knew I should have had a wank earlier on before arriving knowing that Richard was going to be here and that I wouldn't be able to control myself around him, he stood there staring in awe at my dick as it stood to his attention " p-please do something it hurts so much" I almost growled out in frustration with that Richard sunk to his knees in front of me taking my dick in his hand slowly pumping me watching up at me through hooded eyes for my reaction, my head fell back against the door with a light thud as my eyes closed my mouth slightly open, "F-fuck" I hissed out as I felt his soft plump lips come in contact with my tip, oh god did that man know how to used his mouth he took me in his mouth as far as he could manage without gagging and pumped whatever he couldn't fit in with his hand, his other hand came up and cupped my balls gently playing with them and squeezing them every so often, sucking me off at a satisfying pace that had me moaning his name like it was the only word I knew not caring who heard me at this stage I was in a world full of bliss, Oh god how I loved hearing Taron moan my name like that, it was so hot I could have came in my boxers there and then just hearing him , he was bigger than I remember when filming the sex scene in Rocketman, I relaxed my jaw and took him my mouth all the way this time only stopping when I felt the neatly trimmed hairs above his dick brush against my nose and his tip reach the back of my throat gagging slightly tightening around him pressing my palms against his gorgeously thick thighs and squeezing gently to keep him in place and from his knees bucking under from the immense pleasure I was giving him my hands found their way around to his perfectly round plump ass cupping a feel before pulling back on his dick gently grazing my teeth along his shaft and sliding my tongue along his slit I began to taste his salty but also sweet pre-cum ooze from him and I knew he was close from the moans falling from his mouth, "Jesus shit" I moaned as I felt Richard take me deep in his throat gagging slightly and tensing around my tip my knees almost gave out with his actions he pulled back grazing his teeth up the shaft and licking over my tip and that was it my vision went black and i was seeing stars as I felt the burning tight sensation in the pit of my stomach build, my legs shaking furiously as my orgasm ripped through my body my hot cum shooting down his throat " OOH YES FUCKING HELL" I moaned incredibly loud as my body went limp from the overwhelming pleasure I had just experienced and my legs finally gave out as I fell to the floor chest heaving trying to regain my composure and breathing as my eyes fluttered open I saw Richard kneeling in front of me running his finger up his chin to gather the strip of cum that had dripped out, he brought his finger passed his lips and hummed as swallowed every last drop, oh I could have came again just looking at him doing that, he leaned and and softly took my lips between his slightly tugging on my bottom lip "You have no idea how long I've wanted to that, god I love you so much Duckie" he whispered shyly against my lips looking deeply into my eyes, "I love you too Dickie" I said as I smile against his lips as I captured them in mine, looking down noticing the bulge in his pants I grinned evilly palmed him earning a throaty moan from him " why don't I repay the favor" I said winking, Richard nodding his head furiously, this is going to be fun I thought to myself as I moved in to unbutton his jeans...
*****THE END*****
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Bathroom stalls (Madderton fic)
My lovely friend Anna prompted me to write for kissing prompt #68, “a hoarse whisper, ‘kiss me’”. I had a ton of fun writing this one, and it’s a little steamy so be forewarned. Smut be ahead. Anna, you’re wonderful and I hope you enjoy this :) @annminaminohawkins
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Richard’s flight landed in London at 2:34, and by 3:09, Richard and Taron were squeezed into an airport bathroom stall, a space that was entirely too small for them, rutting against each other like teenagers.
Taron had been waiting for Richard at baggage claim, a nervous smile on his face, a droopy bouquet of carnations clutched in his hand that he’d brought with him on a whim. He felt like a fool, holding those flowers, practically bouncing back and forth with excitement at the prospect of seeing the boy that he couldn’t stop thinking about. He felt like these last six weeks without Richard had taken a chunk out of him, felt like his heart was caving in. He kept checking his watch and pacing.
These flowers are fucking stupid. He’s going to think that I’m an idiot. Bugger it, I’m chucking ‘em.
Taron was about to fling the carnations into the closest bin when Richard came around the corner. Taron’s heart did an absolutely mortifying backflip at the sight of him, started beating quickly when he saw the way Richard’s face lit up when he noticed Taron. He looked exhausted, not unexpected after a ten-hour flight, but his pace quickened and then they were in each other’s arms, Richard’s carry-on bag and Taron’s flowers discarded, forgotten, on the dirty airport floor in their haste to gather each other in their arms. They didn’t say anything for a moment, just held each other, in a tight embrace.
“Fuckin’ missed you,” Richard finally whispered in Taron’s ear, and Taron nodded furiously, ignoring the way his throat was tightening up with tears and lust and wanting. “Did you miss me, T?” Richard asked, his own voice husky and desperate.
Taron couldn’t speak for a moment, and when he finally could, his voice could only croak out, “Kiss me,” in a hoarse, throaty whisper. His need for Richard to kiss him was so strong, so furious, that it was all he could say. Richard was staring at him, drinking him in, his eyes heavily-lidded and a small smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.
He nodded, slightly, then tore into Taron hungrily, his tongue pushing his way into his mouth, biting down on Taron’s lip roughly as they broke apart. Taron’s lip was cherry red and swollen after Richard nipped him, and it was beautiful and sexy and Richard’s cock was already stirring.
“I need you,” Richard said, his voice low from the back of his throat, and Taron nodded quickly.
“My flat’s close,” Taron said.
“No,” Richard said, and he bent down and scooped up his bag and Taron’s flowers and used his free hand fo take Taron’s, fingers twining together, and dragged him to the nearest bathroom.
That’s how Taron found himself in an impossibly small bathroom stall, Richard slamming the door shut and sliding the shoddy lock home, and then shoving Taron, hard, against the door. Taron gasped, not unpleasantly, as Richard kissed him with a desperation that he hadn’t felt before. Richard thrust his body against Taron’s and Taron pressed his body into Richard’s, making sure he could feel his cock against his leg.
“Fuck, T,” Richard moaned into his ear, his breath hot on Taron’s skin. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.” Richard kissed a trail down his jaw, down his neck, sucking on the skin there before biting it roughly.
Taron moaned, and gripped the back of Richard’s shirt. “Rich,” he said softly, and Richard bit his neck again before backing up just slightly, undoing Taron’s belt buckle and shoving his pants down.
The stall was too small for them to do anything properly, but soon they were both naked from the waist down, their hips rolling against each other, their mouths clashing together, the friction between them unbearably hot. Taron couldn’t believe that a half-hour ago he’d been waiting for Richard to round the corner, and now their sweaty bodies were pressed together in an impossibly small space. He’d never done anything like this, never snuck off for a quick lay in a public place, never been jerked off in a public toilet. He was a little embarrassed at how quick it was all over, mostly on his part, and he let out a shuddering gasp as he came all over Richard’s hand.
The cleanup was slow and messy and awkward, but a few moments later they were both presentable enough to exit the stall. They paused to wash their hands in the bathroom sink, and Taron eyed the skin on his neck, which was already starting to turn purple.
“What the hell was that all about?” Taron asked, a sheepish grin on his face as he and Richard dried their hands.
Richard shrugged noncommittally. “No idea, honestly. I didn’t plan that, love. It’s just...been a long six weeks, I suppose,” he said with a wicked grin. “That’s gonna leave a mark, eh?” Richard said, his finger running lightly over the bruise on Taron’s neck.
“Suppose,” Taron said, laying a hand on Richard’s shoulder as he was about to exit the bathroom. Richard turned, and Taron kissed him, much more gently than anything they’d done so far that day. “Hi. Don’t think we said that.”
Richard grinned and kissed back. “Hello.”
They exited the bathroom, heading back to baggage claim to retrieve Richard’s luggage. They didn’t speak, just held hands lightly, until Richard looked down at the bouquet of carnations that he’d scooped up from the bathroom floor after they’d been discarded near his carry-on.
“You bought me flowers?”
Taron looked down, feeling the heat rush to his cheeks. “Yeah, okay? You can just chuck ‘em, I know they’re stupid.”
Richard looked at him, a big, sloppy smile on his face. “You’re so cute,” he said, kissing Taron’s rosy cheek. “You’re the only one I’d consider locking myself in a stall with.”
Taron chuckled and shook his head. “Bloody weirdo.”
#my fic#kissing prompts#Madderton fanfiction#richard madden fanfiction#taron egerton fanfiction#thank you anna you beautiful soul
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Fic Prompts
Under the cut is over 200 prompts compiled from the following: 1-100, 101-140, 141-220
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What I write:
fluff
angst
domestic
family
situations
- professor/student
- littles/bigs
- kidnap
- dad’s best friend/best friend’s dad
- dark!fic
a/b/o
- bonding
- heat/rut cycles
- mpreg
- knotting
smut
- literally 99% of kinks (d/s, daddy/mommy kinks, toys, overstim, non/dub-con, etc)
- no bodily fluids
Who I write for:
taron x reader, including
- eggsy
- dean
richard x reader, including
- prince kit
note: no madderton
sebastian x reader, including
- bucky
- steve (fresh)
- carter
- chris (the martian)
chris x reader, including
- steve (post-serum)
- andy
elizabeth olsen x reader, including
- wanda
scarlett johansson x reader, but only
- natasha
pairings
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- starker
1. “Do you want me to leave?”
2. “I swear it won’t happen again.”
3. “I’m not jealous.”
4. “You can’t keep doing this.”
5. “I’m going to take care of you, okay?”
6. “You can’t die. Please don’t die.”
7. “You did what?!”
8. “Were you ever going to tell me?”
9. “Don’t ask me that.”
10. “I might have had a few shots.”
11. “What’s with the box?”
12. “Say it!”
13. “I could kiss you right now!”
14. “Are you done with that?”
15. “Are you still awake…?”
16. “Excuse you?”
17. “This is all your fault!”
18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
19. “I could kill you right now!”
20. “Just admit I’m right.”
21. “That doesn’t even make sense.”
22. “That’s irrational.”
23. “Just pretend to be my date.”
24. “Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
25. “When you love someone, you don’t just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Especially then!”
26. “I think I’ve been holding myself from falling in love with you all over again.”
27. “I’m not going to apologise for this. Not anymore.”
28. “That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”
29. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
30. “Can I sit here? The other tables are full.”
31. “You weren’t supposed to laugh!”
32. “This is, by far, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.”
33. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”
34. “These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”
35. “Before I do this, I need you to know that I have always loved you.”
36. “Did I say that out loud?”
37. “Do you think they could have loved me?”
38. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
39. “How long have you been standing there?”
40. “Have I ever lied to you?”
41. “Have you lost your fucking mind?”
42. “His ego is so visible; I can almost watch it grow.”
43. “I am not losing you again!”
44. “I don’t know why I’m crying.”
45. “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
46. “I just need to be alone right now.”
47. “When I picture myself happy… It’s with you.”
48. “I made a mistake.”
49. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”
50. “I need you to forgive me.”
51. “I see the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.”
52. “I think I’m in love with you and that scares me half to death.”
53. “I’m flirting with you.”
54. “I’m not good enough for you.”
55. “I fell in love with my best friend.”
56. “I’m sorry, what? I keep getting lost in your eyes.”
57. “I’m up to the challenge.”
58. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the day I first met you.”
59. “I’m yours.”
60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
61. “If you go anywhere near them, you’ll have to deal with me!”
62. “It’s okay to cry…”
63. “What do you mean? It’s exciting!”
64. “Talk to me.”
65. “Look at me—just breathe, okay?”
66. “Look, I don’t have much time, but I wanted to say I love you.”
67. “Oh my god! You’re in love with them!”
68. “Well, this is where I live.”
69. “We finish it the same way we started—together.”
70. “What are you afraid of?”
71. “You are the single best thing that has ever happened to me.”
72. “You deserve so much better.”
73. “You don’t have to stay.”
74. “You don’t know you the way I do.”
75. “You fainted, straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”
76. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”
77. “You shouldn’t have even been there!”
78. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
79. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.”
80. “Teach me?”
81. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?”
82. “Looks like we’ll be stuck here for a while.”
83. “Just once.”
84. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
85. “It’s not what it looks like.”
86. “I got you a present.”
87. “Hey! I was gonna eat that!”
88. “See, now, what that so bad?”.”
89. “You’re the best part of me.”
90. “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”
91. “Can I hold your hand?”
92. “Let’s move in together.”
93. “It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”
94. “What time is it?”
95. “Just wait a second.”
96. “Here, let me.”
97. “You’re so cute when you pout like that.”
98. “Hold me back!’
99. “I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!”
100. “I adore you.”
101. “I actually thought I could count on you.”
102. “So you thought what we had was a joke?”
103. “I wonder if you wander in my dreams to catch my nightmares.”
104. “Please tell me your real.”
105. “I like the way you kiss me.”
106. “Your hair is like a marshmallow.”
107. “You are mental.”
108. “I have lost so much, and I don’t want to lose you too.”
109. “Your smile is the only thing I want to see.”
110. “Would you just kiss me already?”
111. “I like you for a lot of reasons. Too many for my own good.”
112. “I’m not very good when it comes to relationships.”
113. “Do you really love me, or was that an illusion you made me believe?”
114. “You, me, date, Friday. Pick me up at six. Okay bye!”
115. “You are a real asshole, did you know?“
116. “Between you and food, I choose food.”
117. “I just want to cuddle.”
118. “Tell me something good.”
119. “I am a never ending spiral of emotions.”
120. “He is so ignorant, to the fact I’m in love with him.”
21. “Now that should go on Instagram.”
122. “Tony, shut up, I’m not afraid to go world star on you.”
123. “God, I love you so much.”
124. “How the fuck did someone hack me?! I have Norton!“
125. “I don’t want to be your friend.”
126. “I love you dork. Even if you don’t feel the same way.”
127. “I’m like a house of cards. One blow and I’m broken.”
128. “I got lost in you. And it’s the kind of lost that is exactly like being found.”
129. “How stupid of me to think I was the only flower in your garden.”
130. “I hope you find the happiness you’ve been pretending to have.”
131. “Oh please. You know I give a fuck about you everyday.”
132. “I saw you in my dreams again. It felt so real.��
133. “I want to feel nothing the next time I see you.”
134. “Your hearts too big for your own good.”
135. “You won’t understand and I can’t explain.”
136. “You can’t take back what you said.”
137. “Wow, you weren’t kidding when you said you couldn’t dance.”
138. “Does it bother you that we barely ever talk?”
139. “What do you do if you don’t complete the person that completes you?”
140. “But I needed you. And guess what?-you were never there.”
141. “Had I known I was going to have guests over at 4 a.m., I would’ve tidied up.”
142. “How dare you?!”
143. “It’s you, it’s always been you.”
144. “Well, this is awkward.”
145. “Just pretend to be my date.”
146. “Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
147.“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”
148. “When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy.. even then. Especially then!”
149. “I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”
150. “You know we’re supposed to be together. I knew the first time I saw yoy and you know it too. I know you do.”
151. “Oh, do you ever shut up?”
152. “Don’t patronize me for something you were too scared to do!”
153. ““I’m like 75% sure this won’t explode.”
154. “You’re bleeding on my carpet.”
155. “Excuse me, but whoever stood you up is a jerk.”
156. “You’re the hero, huh? I guess that makes me the villain.”
157. “Where did you learn to dance?”
158. “Where were you? Do you have any idea as to how worried I was?”
159. “Who gave you that black eye?”
160. “Why are you lying?”
161. “Why are you up so early?”
162. “Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me?”
163. “Why choose me?”
164. “Why don’t you just kiss me already?”
165. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
166. “Damn. You clean up good.”
167. “Did I just say that out loud?”
168. “Did I stutter?”
169. “Either ask her out or I will do it for you!”
170. “Excuse me, I’m terribly lost. Can you help me?”
171. “You could have gotten yourself killed!” “But.. I didn’t?”
172. “He’s the opposite of friendly. As in, don’t be friends with him.”
173. “What did I say?” “You told me to behave.” “What did you do?” “The exact opposite.”
174. “Honestly, I only ask for your help because it’s so cute when you try.”
175. “You know, you’re adorable when you’re mab.” “I can literally kill you. Don’t tempt me.”
176. “Hey, I know being evil is kind of your thing and all, but do you think you could like, not, for just a few days. I’m exhausted. I haven’t slept in like three days because I’ve been kept up with your schemes. I have three assignments due and you’re not helping. Do you think you could give me a break, just this once?”
177. “Look, I know you’re a hardass, but can you play with my hair? It would really help.”
178. “I don’t deserve you.”
179. “I’m sorry, but… I don’t remember you.”
180. “I wish I’d never met you.” “No.. you don’t mean that.”
181. “We didn’t even get to use the toys last night.”
182. “You know, I heard you talking, but I still don’t have my coffee.”
183. “I like the way your hand fits in mine.”
184. “You have something in your hair, umm.. Do you want me to get it out?”
185. “It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”
186. “You can call me whenever you want.. Even if you don’t have a reason to.”
187. “I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.”
188. “This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”
189. “Wait, don’t pull away.. Not yet.”
190. “You look really cute in that sweater.”
191. “Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything.”
192. “No, it’s fine. I can wait until you’re done talking to them.”
193. “I don’t owe you an explanation.”
194. “I had no idea you were into that stuff.. I‘m glad I found out.”
195. “We have to be quiet.”
196. “You’re trembling.”
197. “I want an answer, goddamnit!”
198. “It was you the whole time.”
199. “Tell me again.”
200. “This is why we can’t have nice things.”
201. “I’m not going anywhere.”
202. “You don’t see me.”
203. “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending that they’re you!”
204. “Prove it.”
205. “I might never get another chance to say this.”
206. “Do you regret it?”
207. “Tell me I’m wrong.”
208. “Lie to me then.”
209. “You’ve thought about this, haven’t you?”
210. “The fun doesn’t have to end.”
211. “We need to talk about what happened last night.”
212. “I never stood a chance, did I?”
213. “I feel like I can’t breathe.”
214. “I’m only here to establish an alibi.”
215. “Are you drunk?”
216. “I still remember the way you taste.”
217. “How much of that did you hear?”
218. “What happens if I do this?”
219. “Why are you whispering?”
220. “I think I can convince you to stay.”
#taron egerton x reader#richard madden x reader#prompts#bucky barnes x reader#chris evans x reader#steve rogers x reader#wanda maximoff x reader#natasha romanoff x reader#starker fic#stucky fic#stucky x reader
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Beta reader needed?
Hello everyone,
I recently entered the madderton /rocketman Fandom and I'm happy to see that we are growing day by day.
I also love to see how many fanfics we are getting. I used to love writing but I'm not in the right head space at the moment.
But I would love to help out other authors as a beta reader. I'm quiet critical when it comes to phrasing and plot telling. So if you need help with that, feel free to contact me. I'm open for almost everything and don't mind smut.
Side note : I'm not a nativ speaker so correcting spelling errors are not my strong suit. I focus more on phrasing and plot holes.
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“You’ve been giving me bedroom eyes for the past half an hour - time to show me what, exactly, was on your mind.” Could I please have that prompt with madderton, smutty kinky and 🤤🤤🤤
You are obviously new here, but I don’t write smut, nor gay smut. I am asexual. and all my works are x reader.
I also don’t write for either of them anymore, due to a lot of hate I was getting. Thank you though.
( I would like to clarify that if there’s a smut option in any prompt list I use, please don’t ask for it.)
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What's the worst place you've ever read smut? I'm curious mine is probably at church
#where was yours#lets tells some secrets#im just curious#fanfiction#smut#ao3#fanfiction.net#throbb#drarry#destiel#shipping#slash#slash fanfiction#hannigram#ereri#jonerys#snowjoy#spirk#madderton#johnlock#fandom#fandoms#dont ship all these i just want a larger samply size#i wanna collect the data and put it into a spreadsheet to find the most common innapropriate place to read smut#can also apply to fluff of other fanfiction#some of us(me) giggle harder at fluff than smut#game of thrones#klance#reddie#reylo
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Only Yours
Ship: Madderton
Word Count: 2333
Summary: Richard and Taron have a meeting with another CEO to talk about a contract. Much to Richard’s annoyance his friend tries to flirt with his boyfriend Taron and make him his assistant. But Taron knows where he wants to be.
Additional Tags: fluff, smut, domestic fluff
Requested via chat by: @queenmerabby I hope you like it, darling💜
Part 2 of Looking gorgeous, Sir
Richard sipped his coffee as he went through the files again. He needed to know everything and be prepared for the meeting. Richard felt his boyfriend wrapping his arms around his waist and cuddling into his side. He smiled down at him. “Hey you.”
Taron smiled up to him. “Hey.” He spoke softly. “You were up early today.”
“Yeah I wanted to go through everything again.” He nodded.
“Mmm… Left me alone in bed.” He jokingly pouted.
Richard giggled softly and kissed the tip of his nose. “I’m sorry, love.” He pouted back. “I promise you’ll get all the cuddles you want when we’re back home tonight.
T smirked and nodded. “Alright, I forgive you.”
“Brilliant.” He grinned and softly fondled over Taron’s fluffy hair. “Want some coffee, darling?” T nodded and Richard poured him a cup, sitting down. Taron straddled his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck, burying his face in his shoulder. “Someone’s tired.” He smiled a little.
“Mm, very.” T hummed softly. He could feel the fabric of Richard’s shirt beneath his fingers and smirked a little. He himself was dressed in nothing but some sweatpants and a t-shirt while Richard was almost ready for work again. “What’s up at work today?” he asked.
“The meeting about the collaboration.” He said and softly fondled over Taron’s head. “So let’s get you ready, bubs, I’ll need you today.”
“You always need me.” He mumbled into his shoulder smirking.
“Of course I do.” He giggled and rolled his eyes playfully. Taron pulled back and smiled brightly. “My sweet, sweet love.” He cooed softly and nudged their noses.
“I love you.” Taron said softly.
“I love you, too.” He answered with a loving kiss, T cupped his face gently. Richard carried him back to their bedroom and helped his tired boyfriend dressing up.
T smirked up to him as Richard was closing the buttons of his shirt. “I love it when you do this.” He admitted blushing a little.
“Dressing you up?” he asked smiling a little and looked down at him as he continued. T nodded softly, blushing even more. “I love it too, taking care of my beautiful boy.” He spoke softly and gave him a little kiss on his forehead as he closed the last button.
While Taron sipped his coffee Richard fixed his hair, styling it perfectly. T grabbed his round thin silver glasses and pushed them up his nose. “Gotta look smart today.” He joked, making Richard laugh softly. “I’ll put in my contact lenses when we’re there, too tired now.”
He smiled and grabbed his hand, leading him downstairs. “You look adorable with or without glasses.”
“Stop it.” He rolled his eyes playfully but couldn’t hide the blush rising on his face.
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Richard’s eyes wandered over Taron as he stepped into their office. He was wearing a blue, thin white striped suit and it fit perfectly. His boyfriend looked absolutely stunning today.
Taron put down his glasses at his table, lenses in now, and said without looking at him, “You’re staring.”
He snorted amused and focused back on the piece of paper in his hand. “Well the sight’s stunning, you know.” He simply said.
“Will you ever stop showering me with compliments?” he giggled.
“Definitely not. You’ll have to kiss me to make me stop.” He grinned.
Taron rolled his eyes and walked over. “We both know you’d keep on doing it while kissing me, silly.” He smiled happily and leaned down kissing him sweetly. “But I’ll never say no to a kiss.”
“Oh I know.” He smirked and pulled him onto his lap. Taron leaned against him smiling and rested his hand on his chest. “You’re quite cuddly today.” He noticed.
“Mmm…Told you, you left me too early, I didn’t get my morning cuddles properly.” He grinned, cuddling into him. Rich wrapped his arms around him tightly and kissed his hair.
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Only a bit later they were meeting with the boss of another company to talk about a deal for their collaboration on a new project. Richard had met him a few times before, Taron had never. He wanted to have him with him and see what his better half was thinking about it. What he didn’t expect was the interest Matt would have in Taron and it stung him a little.
“Oh Richard, I didn’t know you have such a gorgeous assistant.” He said smiling as Taron entered the room with him and offered him his hand introducing himself. “What’s your name, beautiful?”
“Taron Egerton.” He simply said, ignoring the last comment and shaking his hand, quickly pulling it away again.
Richard watched them closely, seeing how annoyed Taron looked. “Let’s get to business.” Richard said pointing at the table and made his way over. Taron followed putting down the contract at the table and they started to talk it through.
Taron exchanged a look with Richard when he pointed at something on the contract and Matt’s hand brushed his “accidentally”. He could see how much it bothered Richard and cleared his throat. “Well, we can agree on it now or you’ll take a copy of it with you and read through it again over lunch.”
“I think lunch sounds great. Would you join me if I have any questions?” he asked looking directly at Taron.
“I think you should read it through without any of our influence, afterwards we’re happy to answer any questions left.” Taron said firmly and grabbed the folder in his hands tightly, feeling uncomfortable.
“Such a pity, I’d love to have such a handsome company.” He answered.
“I’m already someone’s company.” He said shortly and saw the frosty look in Richard’s eyes, coating the usually warm blue. “I’ll be in my office if you need me.” He nodded towards Rich, he just wanted to get away.
Richard nodded understanding and watched him leave quickly.
“He has a girlfriend?” Matt asked.
“Boyfriend.” Richard answered shoving his hands into his pockets.
“Well there is always a way to still get him.” He joked.
“I doubt that.” He said firmly. “Have a nice lunch.” He barely got out before leading him out. Richard growled softly as he was in the elevator and made his way back to their office. He opened the door and saw Taron sitting on his desk, playing with his glasses, a nervous habit of him.
Taron looked up as he stepped in and put his glasses aside. “I hate such behavior.” He said lowly. “You never did that to get my attention, you just asked like normal people would do.” He groaned softly.
Richard stepped in front of him, placing his hands on his thighs. “I know, love. I told him you have a boyfriend. I’ll punch his face at the next comment.” He joked and made Taron giggle.
“Don’t, it’ll only get us into trouble.” He spoke softly.
Richard looked deep into his eyes and rubbed his thighs soothingly. “I love you very much, T.”
Taron’s eyes hung on his lips as he said that and he looked up, his face softened and he suddenly looked vulnerable. “Richard… Please tell me I’m yours.” He said barely audible. “Please mark me up and show him I’m yours and yours only.” He continued. “Make me yours.” He begged softly.
Richard scanned him over and easily saw his boyfriend needed some reassurance. “You did nothing wrong.” He assured him softly and cupped his face gently, kissing him lovingly.
Taron made a soft sound as their lips met and wrapped his legs around his waist, pulling him in close. He held onto his arms and kissed back longingly.
Richard moved down to his neck and left soft bites, sucking at them and turning his skin reddish. They’d leave some pretty marks.
Taron moaned and tangled his hand in Richard’s hair. “Richard…” he whispered softly as Richard’s hand wandered up his thigh, resting dangerously near to his crotch.
Richard’s thumb rubbed circles on his inner thigh and he could feel the fabric straightening as Taron got hard. He lifted him up and Taron held onto him as he carried him over to their armchairs. Richard let him down, kissing him passionately while opening his trousers and sliding them down fully.
Taron stepped out of them, his boxers followed and he got pushed down gently into the chair.
Richard straddled his lap and kissed him passionately, opening the buttons of his shirt. “My beautiful baby.” He said softly and rubbed his bum over Taron’s lap making him moan softly.
Taron looked up to him, blueish green eyes sparkling with love. “I love you.” He whispered softly.
“I love you, too.” He smiled just as soft and wondered once more about himself. Being with Taron changed him, made him more vulnerable, softer and definitely more cheesy, which he would never admit. But over the five years of their relationship, their anniversary was coming up, Taron really left his impact on Rich.
Taron himself had become more self confident, even though he relied on Richard when they were together. He wasn’t as nervous around him anymore, but still shamelessly submissive.
“Let me take care of you.” Richard spoke gently and kissed him once again before dropping onto his knees in front of the chair. He grabbed his hips and pulled him forward, parting his legs and looking up at him through long lashes.
Taron smiled down at him, resting back against the chair comfortably and opened his legs a bit further. “Please..” he breathed out.
Richard grabbed his dick and licked all the way up, circling his tongue over the tip and pressing into the slit making his boyfriend moan needy. He sucked lovingly at his tip, a soft whimper left Taron’s lips.
“God, Rich –“ he pressed out and rolled his eyes back as Richard took him in deeper. He didn’t dare to mess up Richard’s hair and so his fingers buried deep into the cushion of the chair.
Richard loved the sounds Taron made and grabbed his thighs pressing him down. “Stay still.” He winked at him and sunk back down all the way, feeling Taron trying to buck up his hips underneath his hands.
It didn’t take long and Taron’s forehead was coated in sweat, his body was heating up in waves and his stomach tightening. He had his face buried in one hand, moaning against it obscenely loud as his eyes fluttered close. “Richie…” he whined softly getting close.
Richard could feel him trembling and knew he was close. He let go of his thighs and roamed his hands up Taron’s torso, sucking hard. He hummed softly around him and sent him over the edge.
Taron’s hands buried themselves in his back as he came down his throat moaning out his name breathless, over and over again. He sunk back into the chair moaning lazily as Richard sucked him dry and closed his eyes, eyebrows crumbling in pleasure.
Richard pulled back after a bit and smirked up at his boyfriend who looked like a mess. He pushed himself up and leaned down. “You’re mine.” He whispered into his ear and saw him smiling lazily before he kissed him.
“Only yours.” He smiled and opened his eyes, meeting a adoring blue. “Thank you.” He breathed out.
Richard kissed him softly and caressed his cheek. “Let’s get you dressed up again.” He said and did exactly that. But this time he didn’t close the upper three buttons, making the marks visible and messed up his hair a bit.
Taron giggled softly at his attempt to let Matt see he belonged to someone and thought it was adorable. “I’m hungry.” He said patting his tummy softly.
“I’ll warm up our lunch.” He promised and got the stuffed pasta they prepared together at home, putting it into the microwave.
Taron settled in the armchair again and relaxed. He was feeling less on the edge now and smiled happily as Richard came back with their lunch.
Richard sat down and pulled T on his lap, feeding him. “Here you go.” He smiled and took a bite himself.
“You’re the best.” He smirked and planted a kiss onto his cheek, cuddling into him. They finished their lunch and shared a loving cuddle.
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Taron was seated in the arm chair, proudly wearing his marks as Matt was with them again. He followed the discussion of Richard and Matt and it seemed like everything would work out.
Then Matt looked at Taron. “I wanted to ask if you’d like to work as my assistant, you’re way more competent than mine.”
Taron raised his eyebrows and eyed Richard who froze in his movements and suddenly looked… worried. He nearly jumped up to shower him with kisses. “I have to decline your offer.” He simply said.
“Such a pity. Is there anything that would change your mind?” he asked.
“Not really. Under no circumstances I would like to stop working side by side with my boyfriend.” He answered and saw the soft smile on Richard’s lips while Matt turned a bit pale. “So, since we’re all done for today, I suppose I’ll get back to work.” He smiled and got up, returning back to his desk. “I need your signature here, love.” He said raising a random piece of paper.
“I’ll be there in a second.” Rich said unable to hide the amusement in his eyes. Only moments later they were on their own again and Richard wandered over. “Where do I need to… Oh.”
He got pulled down by Taron who kissed him full of love. “I would never work for someone else, you hear me?” he said firmly and watched him lovingly. “I’ve seen the worries in your eyes, silly.”
Richard blushed a bit and kissed him again. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” Taron smiled and got up hugging him tightly. “So, so much.” He said and buried his face in his chest, smiling when Richard pressed a kiss into his hair and hugged him close.
@taron-eggmcmuffin @maddertonmyheart @multicoloredchicken @primaba11erina @madderton-obsessed @ispewglitter
#looking gorgeous sir#taron egerton#Richard Madden#madderton#taron egerton fic#richard madden fic#madderton fanfiction#taron egerton fluff#richard madden fluff#madderton fluff#richard madden smut#taron egerton smut#madderton smut#Smut#fluff#cuddling
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Being A Brat
Pairing: Madderton
Word Count: 4104
Summary: Taron has been touchy feel all day and Richard can’t seem to understand why. Well, as they go about their usual errands for the day, Taron’s jealousy gets the better of him and he makes a fool of himself and Rich in the process. Needless to say, Rich is not happy and Taron is in for a punishment....
Additional Tags: Slight BDSM, Sir kink, spanking, orgasm denial, some aftercare in the end. Please enjoy :)
A/N: HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO THE LOVELY ANON WHO REQUESTED THIS FOR THEIR BIRTHDAY (APRIL 22!!!) WE LOVE YOU BABYCAKES!!! SMUT!!! (This is the filth I’ve been needing this entire quarantine and I can’t wait to make more :))
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It started this morning. Taron woke Richard up with neck kisses and teasing fingers going where they shouldn’t be. But he left Richard hard and horny, a childish giggle leaving his lips when he went to get ready for the day. Richard huffed and took a cold shower to take care of his “problem”.
Then while eating breakfast, Taron made some sneaky remarks to Richard about their activities a few nights ago and how eager he was to repeat that night. Richard tried his hardest to ignore the comments, occupying himself with his coffee and changing the subject. But Taron wouldn’t let up and even touched him underneath the table. He loved watching Rich squirm and try to not get turned on. The effect he had on his husband made him smirk. It continued in the car as they ran errands throughout the day.
But then, he took it too far. In the grocery store, Richard was casually talking to one of the workers who happened to be an old friend. Their conversation just a quick catch-up with some jokes, nothing serious. But Taron didn’t like the attention this store worker was receiving from his husband. His needy attitude turned into a territorial one and he was getting more upset with each passing second. So, he went over and rudely interrupted their conversation, giving the store worker a very nasty attitude. Richard was pissed, his friend had never seen him in such a state. His words to Taron were stern and his glare could burn holes into the body. Richard apologized to his friend and excused themselves, pulling Taron and their groceries to the cashier so they could leave as quickly as possible.
At first, Taron didn’t care about Rich being upset. His jealousy had clouded his judgment and he couldn’t stand to see his lover being so attentive towards someone else when he was literally sitting there begging for attention. Richard calmed enough to exchange a few words with the cashier and pay for their things, as if nothing happened. Making their way to the car, Richard loaded it up while Taron got inside and crossed his arms over his chest and looked out the window, a huff leaving his lips. Richard got in the car and started to drive their route home, silently fuming over Taron’s behavior.
After a few minutes of silence, Taron looked at his husband and sighed. He placed his hand on his thigh, but Rich quickly moved it and sternly said “Don’t”. Taron was taken aback by his demeanor and pulled his hand away. He started to apologize, but Rich immediately shut him down. “I don’t wanna hear it Taron. You embarrassed us in the store for no reason! You’re lucky I didn’t leave you there.” He spit out furiously. That stung Taron and he decided not to say anything for the remainder of the ride. Maybe he’ll calm down by the time they get home.
Or not. Definitely not.
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Richard unlocks the door and walks inside their home, making his way into the kitchen and placing the bags on the counter. Taron walks in behind him, his bottom lip tugged between his teeth. After the grocery store incident, Rich was fuming and Taron could tell just by watching the way he moved. He was putting away the contents of their bags rather calmly, but his chest rose and fell with an aggression Taron almost never sees and his nostrils flared. Taron was in deep shit.
“Richie, I’m sorry abo-“ He began to speak nervously, barely audible to the rustle of the bags. But his lover stops in his tracks at the sound of his voice and glares at him, the soup can securely in his grip.
“Don’t! I do not want to hear another word from you, Taron.” Rich spits out, Taron flinching just slightly. “You were unnecessarily rude to the people in that store and have been a pain in my ass all day.” He continues with putting away the remainder of the groceries while Taron stands in front of the island with his head down, like a child being scolded by their mother. “What has gotten into you?”
“I don’t know, I jus-“
“Speak up!” Rich leans against the counter and crosses his arms over his chest.
Taron gulps and feel his hands becoming sweaty. Oh shit. “I don’t know. I just got really territorial.” He pressed out and shifted his weight from one foot to the other nervously.
“You decided to be a brat, is that it?” The Scottish asks sternly and growls lowly, waiting for an answer. Taron had been touchy and needy all day and Rich didn’t pay much attention to it until the store incident. But now, it clicked. And Taron was going to be punished for it.
Taron slowly looks up from the floor and at his husband, and he silently savored it. Although Richard was mad at him for his behavior, he still managed to look so sexy. The way the veins popped in his arms and his eyes were a darker shade made his heart jump. But all that aside, he knew he was still in deep shit.
Rich notices him staring and sighs, pushing himself away from the counter and coming towards the Welsh slowly. Taron tenses a bit and watches his movements, slowly turning and backing away, “Answer me, Taron.”
“Y-Yes, I was being a b-brat.” He stuttered out as he continued backing up. Richard grabbed his arm and pulled him close. Taron squeaked and looked directly into his lover’s eyes, his heart beating wildly in his chest.
Rich grins and wraps his arm around his waist while his other hand gently glides up his body. Taron tenses in his arms after feeling both movements. His lover’s hand ghosts over his arm to his collarbone. Once it reaches his face, he caresses his face lovingly, but the fire in his eyes contrasted the gentle movement. “You know you’re in trouble, right?” He says lowly.
Gulping, Taron opens his mouth to speak, but no sound follows. He licks his lips and gives Rich his best puppy eyes. “Baby, I really am sorry. I just wanted you so bad.” He explains, a slight whine in his tone. By the look in Rich’s eyes, his punishment won’t be pretty. But he was going to try his best to get out of it.
Rich leans down a bit and his lips are dangerously close to his ear. “Oh you still do. I can feel you on my thigh.” He whispers in his ear and a shiver shoots through Taron’s body. With a smirk, he bites softly on his ear. Taron’s eyes flutter closed and he bites his lip to stop a moan from coming up. The hand that was caressing his face makes its way down to his neck and wraps itself around his throat. Rich pulls back and looks down at his lover.
Taron’s eyes open and he blushes at the placement of the older man’s hand.
“This is what you wanted?” He asks him with a raised eyebrow.
Taron nods and swallows.
“Use your words, baby boy.”
“Yes sir, this is what I wanted.” He speaks out.
“Well this was the wrong way to get it. You’ll be begging and crying by the time I’m done with you.” Rich promises and grins when he hears the whimper leave Taron’s chest. He guides Taron out of the kitchen and into the living room, releasing him to sit on the sofa. He unbuttons his jeans and pulls them down a bit, along with his boxers. With a satisfied smirk on his face, he pulls Taron down to lay across his lap and traps him underneath one of his legs.
“Sir please, go easy on me. I promise I’ll be good from now on.” Taron begins to plead, but the dark chuckle his husband let out was a sign that he was going to have to try harder.
“Baby boy, we are past that. You are going to get everything you deserve.” Rich’s voice drops a few octaves as he rubs a hand over his ass. “And we’re gonna start with a spanking.” He delivers a quick slap to one of his cheeks and the Welsh gasps out.
“Yes sir.” He speaks and closes his eyes. He tries to prepare himself for the next blow as Rich rubs his ass. But it wasn’t enough as he gave another and another and another. Taron cries out with each hit, but the sting brings him pleasure. It makes his cock stir underneath him and he was trying to hold out on getting turned on. ”Fuck.” He barely breathes out.
Richard gives him two more slaps and Taron’s ass was begging to redden at the force. He bites his lip at the sight. The way Taron writhes around in his lap with each hit was making him hard. And he wasn’t the only one getting turned on. Though this isn’t the first time they’ve done this, this is the first time Rich had to really punish Taron and it was stirring up an excitement in both of them that isn’t going unnoticed. Rich rubs his ass and looks down at his lover’s body. “Three more.” He states and the younger man nods and closes his eyes.
The first two came quick and caused Taron to moan and squirm in Richard’s grip. His sounds making Rich needy for more. He rubbed his ass tenderly to relax him, but Taron tenses and holds his breath in preparation for the last one. Rich grins and waits just a few more seconds before delivering the last, forceful hit to his ass. Taron flinches and cries out loudly. He breathes quickly to try and calm his racing heart.
Rich continues to rub his ass tenderly. “You did really good, baby boy.” He assures him sweetly and helps him sit up. Wincing, Taron looks at him and his eyes are glassy. Richard holds his face in his hands and softly kisses his lips to calm him down. Taron relaxes instantly into the kiss and their lips mold together effortlessly. Though it was a punishment, Richard wanted to make sure Taron was okay throughout the entire time. He didn’t want to push his baby too far.
Taron was loving the affection Rich was giving him. But he was hard and needed his touch. “Is my punishment over, sir?” He asks softly and gives him pleading eyes. The Scott grins and shakes his head, forcing a small groan from Taron’s throat.
“We are far from done.” He whispers and roughly kisses his lover. Taron sinks into the kiss and whines a bit. Rich pulls him onto his lap so he is straddling him and deepens the kiss. Taron moves his hands underneath his shirt and pulls it up and off him, breaking the kiss for just a moment.
Richard’s hands wander all over his body. The passion in their veins controlling their movements. He bites the younger man’s lip and smirks at the moan that follows. While he’s distracted, Rich moves a hand in between them and wraps his fingers around Taron’s cock. The Welsh gasps and his eyes flutter closed. “Oh shit.” He moans out.
Rich kisses his neck and bites down as his hand speeds up. Taron begins to thrust into his hand, needing a bit more friction for his aching cock. Rich notices and twists his hand, grinning at how greedy his lover is becoming. “Someone is needy.” He teases and watches him.
“I need you, sir. So fucking bad.” Taron whines and leans forward to grip the couch behind Rich’s head. His thrusts are getting faster and sloppy. The precum leaking from the tip of his cock is being coated all over his with each twist of Rich’s hand. He was like putty in the Scott’s hands and it was such a beautiful sight.
“How bad, baby boy? Are you about to cum?” Rich whispers into his neck and sucks a mark onto his skin.
Taron whines and nods. “Yes sir, I’m getting close.”
Rich smirks and picks up the speed. Taron groans loudly and kisses him passionately. It was full of need and desire, as if it was suffocating the both of them. But Richard was determined to have the upper hand the entire time.
Taron’s hips buck, signaling he was very close. Rich gave him a few more pumps before stopping and removing his hand. Taron instantly whimpers loudly and opens his eyes. “What the fuck? I was close.” He pouts at the shit eating grin on Richard’s face.
Rich slaps his ass hard. “You will cum when I say so.” He reminds him sternly. Grabbing Taron’s waist, he stands up and holds him tight, his husband’s thigh clinging tightly around him. Richard walks them upstairs, whispering to Taron what he was going to do to him and the Welsh’s eyes widening with a gulp. Once in their bedroom, Rich shuts the door and walks over to their bed, laying Taron down a bit forcefully.
He grins down at him and takes his clothes off. Taron sits up on his elbows and watches, biting his lip. He could never get enough of his husband. He was effortlessly sexy and he knew it. And he never gave Taron even a minute to forget it. Once fully naked, Rich reaches into the bedside table and grabs the warming lube. “Strip, now.” He demands and walks over to their dresser, pulling out a few more things.
Taron wastes no time in getting rid of his clothes, peering over at Rich to see what he was doing at the dresser.
“Sit on the edge of the bed.” Rich speaks again and closes the drawer he was fumbling in.
His husband does as he’s told and anxiously waits for what’s to come. Richard turns around and makes his way over to him. He lays out the items on the bed and Taron’s eyes widen.
A cock ring and three of their ties lay beside him.
He looks up at Rich and pleads silently with his eyes, his lips forming a pout.
“Don’t give me that look. This is what you deserve after being a little shit today.” Rich glares at him and picks up the cock ring first. Taron watches him play with it in his hands and backs up a bit. He knew that if Rich put that on him, it would end up messy. But Rich shoots him a glare and a low growl, and Taron stops moving.
He slides the cock ring on, securing it around the base of his cock and balls. Taron moans lowly at the feeling. He was close to cumming and this was going to stop him from doing just that, for as long as Rich wanted. He looked into his lover’s eyes and seen a fire in them. All he could do now was take his punishment.
“Lay down up by the headboard.” Rich instructs him and crawls on the bed. Taron backs up until his back hits the headboard and adjusts a bit to lay down. Grabbing the ties, Richard ties each of Taron’s hands to the bedframe and covers his mouth with the remaining tie. He caresses his face and grins. “I can’t wait to see you all fucked out.” He whispers.
Taron whines and pulls a bit on the ties, though it’s no use.
Rich chuckles and grabs the lube to cover his cock in it, as well as Taron’s. The younger man tenses at the feel of Rich’s hand on his cock. Rich slowly pumps his cock, feeling it swell with each passing second and his husband moaning sweetly. He takes his moment to push into his husband, a loud gasp leaving both of their lips.
Taron speaks, but its muffled by the tie. “What was that love?” Rich swipes his thumb over the tip of his cock and grins. Taron’s eyes flutter and he squirms against his cock. “Would you like me to move?” He raises his eyebrows. He nods fast and groans. “Suit yourself.” Rich teased.
He pulls out of him just enough and slams back into him. A loud squeal leaves the Welsh’s mouth at the force and his eyes roll to the back of his head. Rich begins to pound into him as his hand works on his cock. The timing between the two is perfect and Taron is writhing beneath him, looking just as delicious as ever. His moans, though slightly muffled by the tie, are still music to Richard’s ears and makes him want more. He grabs his thigh with his free hand and wraps it around his waist, changing the angle just a bit to go faster.
Taron groans loudly and pulls on the ties, needing to reach out and touch his husband. But his efforts are useless and instead, he grips onto them tightly as he feels Richard digger deeper into him. “Fuck!” He yells out as best as he can, his eyes closing.
Rich had sped up his hand in tune with his thrusts and watches as his husband’s aching cock swells along with his balls. The tip was an angry red from the restriction. Taron’s body was becoming sweaty and sensitive. The cock ring was tight enough to stop him from cumming and you could tell the effect it had on Taron. He could only take the punishment and say Richard’s name over and over again like a prayer.
“Fuck, you look so fucking good like this, baby boy.” Richard pants out as he fucks him faster, squeezing his fingers around his cock. Taron’s eyes began to water and he let out a long whine. He could barely take it. His balls were almost ready to explode and his cock was painfully hard.
“Please sir!” He almost screams through the tie. Rich groans and pulls out, flipping him onto his stomach and putting his ass in the air. The Welsh took this time to breathe, but Rich soon filled him up again. He lets out a pained moan and tears began to fall from his eyes.
Rich picked up his fast pace and slaps his ass roughly. Taron grabbed the ties as tightly as he could, enjoying the sting on his ass as it distracted him from his aching cock. The Scott moaned and gripped his hips harshly, pounding him into the mattress. He was letting all his pent-up anger out on the younger man, teaching him the lesson he deserved. He will think twice before even attempting to pull his little stunt from earlier again.
“Sir! Oh fuck!” Taron manages to cry out in between his moans. Richard leans over him and bites his ear just right, making the younger man gasp. He moves the tie from around his mouth so he could speak, but kept his same fast pace. Taron’s body began to tremble and he couldn’t take it anymore. “Sir please! It hurts!” He whines. Tears were rolling down his cheeks at the overwhelming pleasure and pain mix.
“It hurts?” He grins. “Do you need to cum baby boy?”
“Yes yes please!” He begins to beg. “I really need to cum. I can’t hold it anymore!”
“Will you pull be a brat again? Am I gonna have to punish you again?” He asks and leans up, slapping his ass a few times, hard.
“No! No I swear! I’m sorry! I won’t be a brat anymore!” He pleads with his husband. “Oh fuck yes!” He could hear his voice becoming raspy and crack from the tears now falling down his face. The pleasure was too much for Taron to handle and Rich was ready to cum.
“You better fucking not, Taron.” He growls and slaps his ass once more before slowing down. Reaching underneath him, he slides the cock ring off and Taron releases a deep sigh. Richard returns to his original pace and tangles one hand in Taron’s hair while the other gripped his waist.
“Yesss, oh fuck! Right there!” Taron pants out and lays his head on the pillows underneath him. He was about to burst in a few more thrusts. “Sir, please let me cum! I swear I’ll behave!” He cries out again.
“Cum!” Richard urges as he feels his own cock beg for release. Taron shouts his name as he cums hard on the sheets. His body shakes as hot ropes of cum shoot from his cock. Richard gives a few more sloppy thrusts before he stills and cums inside Taron. He growls at the feeling and grips Taron’s hips to steady himself. Once he finished, he pulls out of Taron and pants.
The Welsh collapses onto the bed, his breathing heavy and loud. Tears streaks stained his face and he closed his eyes to get himself together as best as he could. Richard removes the ties from his wrists and the one hanging loosely around his neck. He threw them on the floor and laid next to Taron, gently turning him over and holding him close to his body. He was still sniffling a bit.
Caressing his face, Rich softly lifts his chin up and looks into his lover’s eyes. “Are you okay, my love?” He asks, genuine concern in his eyes and tone. Now that the punishment was over, Rich was only concerned with taking care of Taron and showing him nothing but love.
Taron gives a small smile and nods. “I’m alright, love. Although my ass stings and wrists are a bit bruised.” He chuckles softly and licks his dry lips. His voice was very raspy from all the yelling. Rich sat up and reached into the bedside table, getting a water bottle. Helping Taron sit up against his chest, he opens the bottle and helps him drink. Taron sighs relieved and drinks more than half the bottle. Pulling away, he closes it. “Thank you.”
“Of course. You did so good, baby. You took your punishment well.” He praised and kissed his hair, caressing his arms softly.
Taron nods and wraps his arms around his lover. “I’m sorry for being a brat, Richie. I won’t do it again.” He speaks softly and gives him the sincerest eyes he could. He would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the extreme pleasure from his punishment. He just didn’t want to push his body to such limits again any time soon.
“It’s alright love. If I was a bit too rough, I’m sorry. I just had to teach you a lesson.” Rich kisses his temple and holds him tight. “I’m gonna run us a bath, you sit tight, alright?” Rich says and smiles when Taron nods. He gets out of bed and makes his way to the bathroom, turning on the water and adding bubbles and lavender to the water. Once the tub was filled high enough, he went back into the room and found Taron cuddling one of the pillows, almost asleep. Rich walks over and gently picks him up in his arms, taking him to the bathroom and sitting him into the bath.
Taron wakes up a bit and relaxes in the warm water. Richard climbs in behind him and helps him wash his body and hair. Taron melts into his touch and allows Rich to take care of him. The older man cherishes him and makes sure he completely relaxed after their bath. After they get clean and the water turns cold, they get out and wrap themselves in fresh towels. Richard grabs the soothing cream the from cabinet and applies it to Taron’s wrists and ass gently.
Walking back into the room, Rich makes Taron sit on the loveseat at the foot of the bed while he changes the sheets and opens the window a bit to let some fresh air in. He changes into boxers and gets a pair for Taron, helping him put them on. They climb into bed and Taron lays his head on Rich’s chest, wrapping his arms around him.
His husband pulls him close and kisses his forehead, gently running his hand up and down his back. “I love you Taron.” He says softly, not knowing if the man was asleep or not.
Taron looks up and smiles. “I love you more.” He whispers. He leans up and kisses him tenderly. Richard caresses his face and pulls back from the kiss, a smile on his lips. Taron lays his head on his chest again and closes his eyes, drifting off. All while Richard holds him close and tight.
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Looking gorgeous, Sir
Ship: Madderton
Word Count: 2647
Summary: Richard is leading a company, Taron is his secretary and loving boyfriend. After a rough day at work their need for each other increases and Taron finds himself on his knees, between Richard’s legs sooner than he expected...
Additional Tags: smut, kissing, fluff, dirty talk
A/N: I hope this can still your need for smut this weekend ;) -Nati
Richard leans back in his seat and moans softly at the pain in his neck, tilting his head to both sides. He looks down at the documents in front of him and rolls his eyes seeing he still has to attend to a meeting in an hour. He is tired and wants nothing more than to go home and be with his boyfriend.
He smirks at the thought of his boyfriend. When he started working here and got to lead the company he would have never thought to meet his better half at work. But one day this beautiful Welsh came into his office, a sweet, shy smile on his face and did his job interview to work as his secretary. Richard got lost in those stunningly bright blueish-green eyes and felt his whole heart soften for the man in front of him.
It didn't took long to find out that Taron fancied him as well. Richard drove him home one night and just asked him straight forward if he'd like to go on a date with him. He still remembers the excited smile on Taron’s lips as he said yes.
After that it didn't take long for them to become a couple and Richard kept him close during work.
The door opens and Taron comes in with a grin on his lips. "Good afternoon, Sir," he says and winks at him while closing the door loudly with a kick, balancing a cup of coffee and some documents in his hands.
Rich giggles softly and rolls his eyes playfully at him. "Come on, let me help you," He wants to get up and take something out of his hands.
"No, thank you," Taron says and puts the cup down in front of him. He walks over to his desk and throws the pack of paper onto it before walking back to his boyfriend. "You look tired, love,"
"I am," Rich says and moans softly when he feels Taron’s thumbs pressing down on his hurting neck. He tries to relax under his firm touch and closes his eyes, enjoying it fully.
Taron looks down at his boyfriend and smiles to himself. Richard always loved getting a massage after a long day at work, when his neck and back hurt badly from sitting around all day and working, or rushing from appointment to appointment. "Ready for the meeting?" he asks carefully.
Richard shakes his head before contorting his face. "Wait - can you press down a bit more left again?" Taron does as he says and Rich can't hold back a relieved moan. "Thanks," he mumbles and relaxes into his touch. Richard reaches back and pulls him next to him, turning with his chair and pulling him down on his lap. He buries his nose in Taron’s neck and takes in his sweet scent. "I wanna go home and do things to you," he admits.
"Things," Taron says chuckling and plays with his hair.
"Mm," Rich hums as he pulls back and kisses the corner of his lips lazily.
Taron turns on his lap, facing him now. "What things?" he asks curiously and presses himself closer to Richard.
Richard’s hands wander down Taron’s back and grab his bum. "Dunno," Rich says but there is a fire in his eyes, Taron has seen so often before. He leans forward and nibbles at Taron's ear lobe shortly. "Does making you scream my name sound good to you?" he murmurs into his ear and lets his breath ghost over his neck. The strangled sound leaving his boyfriend’s lips is all he needs. "I assume that's a yes, babyboy?" Richard teases and sees Taron blushing wildly at his words.
"You do know that making me hard before the meeting isn't fair?" he whines a bit and shifts on Richard’s lap.
"Still 30 minutes to go. Enough time to calm down," he says and winks at him. And with that he sinks his teeth into his neck and bites him softly before looking up to him with innocent blue eyes.
"Your coffee is gonna be cold," Taron says and gets up trying to avoid getting hard and a begging mess right before the meeting.
Richard watches him amused and grabs his cup of coffee taking a big swallow. Taron got him his favorite. "Thanks, bub," he smiles at him and T just nods smirking while walking over to his table. Richard gets up and locks the door to his office. Looking at Taron he sees the way his body tenses at that sound. When Taron looks at him he can see the nervousness in his eyes and Richard feels desire pumping through his veins.
They were a couple for three years now but Richard’s dominance in their job somehow still affected Taron regarding his desires. Taron loved it when Richard had control over everything but it still made him nervous in moments where they weren't at home.
"Rich, we don't -," he cuts himself off when he sees the undeniable hunger in his lover’s ocean eyes. Taron focuses on the papers in front of him when he feels Richard stepping close behind him.
"We don't what?" Richard asks and wraps his arm around his waist.
"We don't have time for this now, we have work to do," Taron mumbles hesitantly and tenses when Richard’s hand wanders up his torso.
"Do we?" Rich mumbles back and presses himself close to Taron’s body, pulling him in close and holding him in his place with his left arm. Richard lifts his right hand and brushes his fingers over Taron’s left cheek before turning his face sidewards, their eyes meeting.
"Don't you think you should look at-?"
"Shut up," Richard breathes out and rolls his eyes playfully at him. "I appreciate your concern but I was able to do all of this on my own once, right? So we two, will get it done proper easily afterwards," Rich says and his eyes wander all over Taron’s face. "And now let's skip all the small talk and go straight down on your knees,"
Taron swallows and turns around in Richard's grip. He looks into his eyes as he gets down on his knees and watches him with adoration in his face. "You're looking gorgeous today, Sir," he says with a smirk around his lips and blushes when he sees how soft Richard’s face gets.
Richard was wearing a navy blue double breasted suit, which made his eyes appear darker than usual. His hair was slightly curled with the perfect grey streak in it and the look alone of his boyfriend made Taron’s knees weak already.
Taron's hands wander up Richard's thighs while looking at him and grab his bum shortly squeezing it. His hands wander to the front and he unbuttons his trousers, while Richard does the same with his jacket. Taron pulls down Richard's trousers to his knees and pulls at his boxers as well. Richard's cock is hard right in front of his face and Taron swallows to contain some self control. He grabs him and licks from base to top, making Richard letting out a relieved deep breath. His tongue swirls around his tip and T does everything in a slow way, wanting to make Richard feel good as long as possible. He sucks at his tip looking up to him innocently making him growl.
Richard tangles his fingers in Taron's hair and growls. "I swear get moving or I'll fuck your mouth hard," he curses impatiently and Taron's soft chuckle around his cock makes him shiver. Rich feels Taron's mouth welcoming his dick in its wet warmth and can't bite back a groan at that feeling.
Taron wraps his hand around his shaft, squeezing him while getting him deeper into his mouth with every time he moves his head forwards. It doesn't take long and Taron has his nose pressed against Richard's abdomen, having him in deep. He swallows around his tip, hitting the back of his throat and Richard's hips jerk forward in response. Taron starts bopping his head, hollowing his cheeks, grazing his teeth over him from time to time.
Richard moans softly at the feeling of Taron's mouth around his dick and pulls at his hair lovingly making him moan around him. He starts moving his hips carefully not wanting to hurt him. "So good for me," he moans out and bites his lower lip knowing he has to keep the noise down.
Whenever Taron had the chance to wreck Richard in public he did it as intense as possible. He wants to hear that strangled sounds leaving his boyfriend’s lips, knowing he has to keep quiet. He wants him to fight for his self control, he wants him to bite his lip wound trying to keep quiet, wants to hear his name leave his lips in a strangled groan. It was his reward for all the times Richard teased Taron in public, fully taking advantage of his natural dominance. And it was one of these moments where Richard lost control and became a mess, which Taron absolutely adored even though he prefered Richard having control.
Richard throws his head back as Taron pulls back and sucks hard at his tip, massaging his balls with one hand. He pants softly and his grip in Taron's hair gets firmer, feeling his hand grabbing his thigh to keep him in place. Richard loved being the dominant one, but he lived for these moments where he gave Taron some control. And his golden boy was so talented making him feel good and chase his climax badly and wanting it to last forever at the same time.
Taron takes him back in, letting his tip hitting the back of his throat while tightening his grip around his thigh and balls. Richard's head falls forward, his mouth stands open wide and his eyebrows crumble in pleasure. T squirms when he hears the soft whimper leaving Richard's lips as he picks up speed. Blow jobs turned his dominant lover into a wrecked softie.
Richard feels himself heating up and he gets rid of his suit jacket slowly, struggling to focus on anything else than Taron working on his cock so beautifully. He throws it aside and can already imagine Taron rolling his eyes for throwing around his clothes still needing them later. "Ugh, just like that," he breathes out and parts his legs a bit to gain more stability again.
Taron swirls his tongue around him whenever he pulled back and presses it flat against his shaft, having him back in fully. His hands caress his balls, grab his bum and hips.
"Taron," Richard moans softly and he feels his legs trembling. "More, please," he breathes out and tenses when he feels Taron's hand disappearing between his legs.
Taron's finger massages his perineum and looking up at Richard is all he needs. His boyfriend stumbles a bit and leans forward, bracing himself at the table. His eyes flutter close when Taron's finger traces all over his rim and pushes against his hole ever so slightly. His swollen full lips are parted, struggling to keep the noise in.
Richard's hips thrust forward into Taron's mouth, needy for a release. One hand can barely brace him at the table but he has to tangle his other hand in Taron's fluffy hair, keeping him where he is as he starts thrusting hard into him. Soft strangled growls and tiny whimpers leave his lips as he feels himself getting closer, his legs trembling.
Taron relaxes his jaw and gags as Richard's cock hits the back of his throat harshly. Looking up he sees Richard's eyes fluttering, almost complete closed and pure desire in his features. He can tell Richard is getting close which means he'll get rough in his movements now while his body was close to giving up.
Rich feels the knot in his stomach getting tighter and his cock gets harder in his boyfriends mouth. His legs are trembling hard now and he has troubles to keep the noise down thrusting into him quick and rough. His tip hits the back of his throat over and over again making his boyfriend gag from time to time which makes him moan every time. His fingers on the table curl and he whimpers softly being close to exploding, his balls tightening.
Taron knows Richard's body like his own and grabs his bum, helping his stuttering hips to thrust in deep for one last time, holding him there and swallowing around him while humming.
Richard comes hard at that and breaks down onto his elbow groaning Taron's name. He releases down his throat and moves his hips lazily, whimpering through his orgasm. He pushes himself up panting and looks down at Taron who pulls back slowly looking up to him, innocent as ever. Richard strokes over his chin, removing the trail of spit on it and smirks. "You shouldn't be allowed to make me so damn weak," he growls and Taron beams at his words. Richard fixes his trousers again, closing the button and Taron gets up getting his abandoned jacket from the floor.
Taron helps him to put it on and steps in front of him. He puts his shirt back into Richard's trousers, fixes his tie and closes the buttons to his jacket. Taron brings the collar into its place and reaches up to stroke back a curl, running his fingers through his hair to make it look suitable again.
"What?" he asks when he sees Richard's blue eyes wandering over his face adoringly.
"I love you," he says and wraps his arms around him pulling him close.
Taron smiles up to him softly. "I love you too, Richie," he says.
Richard grabs his neck and leans down, kissing him softly but passionate, drawing a moan from Taron's lips. "I'll take good care of you tonight," T squirms a bit at his words. Richard feels Taron's erection pressing against his lap and can't hide a grin. He turns him around in his arms and rubs his hands down over the bulge in Taron's trousers. "Or maybe already?" he teases lovingly.
"Making you cum just made me hard," Taron admits and moans softly when Richard rubs him through his trousers while biting his neck.
They stay like that for a little while until a loud knock at the door interrupts them. T whines a little and Rich growls annoyed. He pushes Taron down on his chair and goes to open the door. "Yeah?"
"Hey boss, meeting in ten."
"Fifteen," Rich closes the door, locks it and rolls his eyes. "We need a vacation," he growls as he walks over to Taron.
"Yeah," Taron nods and his eyes shine happily at that thought.
Richard pulls him up and lifts him up on his table. He sits down on his chair and rests his head on Taron's thigh closing his eyes.
T smirks and starts massaging his head, running his fingers through his hair. "You should drink your coffee, love."
"Gimme a minute," Rich mumbles and cuddles into him. He relaxes into his touch and feels himself calming down completely. After a while he sits up again and takes the cup Taron is handing him. He drinks the rest of the coffee while walking to the meeting room, Taron is telling him everything important again.
Before he opens the door he leans down to Taron and murmurs into his ear, "Just don't think too much about what I'll be doing when we're back home. How good I'll make you feel," he places a kiss onto his shoulder. "How wrecked you're gonna sound," A kiss onto his neck. "That will only distract you from the meeting," he says and sees with delight how Taron blushes heavily. He leans down and kisses him, opens the door and lets him go in first. That would be fun.
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Happy Birthday, Baby
Ship: Madderton
Word Count: 5507
Summary: Taron and Rich take a two week vacation for Richard’s birthday to get away from the craziness of their regular lives. A private island all to themselves is the paradise they needed. Here’s a peak at how they spend their vacation, with a little surprise awaiting at the end.
Additional Tags: SMUT! Please enjoy this treat and please give feedback! We’d love to hear what you think! Some fluff to hold you over :)
Part 2 of Happy Birthday, Bub
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Rich wakes up yawning and stretches his sleepy body. He looks out of the window and a big smile wanders over his face. Taron gave him one present for his birthday this year and it was everything he could have wished for. Two weeks on a tiny island, just the two of them. Every morning, the manager came to their spot on the island with his boat and dropped off some boxes containing food, drinks, and fresh towels. Then, he left right after to continue on with his day. It was paradise.
This trip gave the couple two weeks of complete privacy and alone time in a lovely house. It included a private beach that lead to a breathtaking view of the crystal-clear ocean, a pool in the back along with a hot tub, and a mini bar inside. It was everything the pair dreamed it would be. They arrived two days ago and today is Richard’s birthday.
Getting out of bed, he rubs his face and wanders into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wake himself up a bit. When finished, he steps outside and wraps his arms around Taron, who’s sitting on the balcony already. “Morning.” he whispers and plants a soft kiss on his temple.
Taron gets up and hugs him tightly. “Happy birthday, baby.” he says and kisses him lovingly. “I have some things in mind for today.” he smiles up to him and plays with his curls.
“Do ya?” he asks curiously.
“Yeah, but first enjoy your breakfast.” Taron says happily and goes inside quickly, coming back with his backpack. He sits opposite of Rich and they start eating. “I thought we could take a boat and drive to the main island. Maybe stroll around the native town and eat some ice cream. We’d be back in the evening and then you’ll see what we do.”
“Okay, sounds fine to me.” he says and looks at T, who has a cheeky grin on his face. What was he up to now?
“Just one thing. You’ll have to wear this when we’re in town.” he gets out a small box from his backpack and smirks at him. “Look familiar?”
“Mm, your birthday.” Richard smirks and thinks back at the dinner they had in the restaurant. Taron’s face when he kept teasing him underneath the table and turned up the power of the plug fixed on his cock. How he squirmed on his seat and bit his lip trying not to moan. How hard Taron came in the bathroom of the restaurant after turning it up to its highest setting. That was a night to remember.
“Since today is your birthday, it’s your turn.” he says smirking and hands the box to him.
“I’ve had to do worse.” Rich chuckles and grins at his boyfriend.
“Wanna try it on now so you’ll see how it feels?” Taron asks and Rich nods. They were parted often and T always had it with him. When they were together, they didn’t need that toy. So Richard only had it in him before, but never fixed on his cock.
Richard pulls down his boxers and puts it on. He looks back at Taron and grins. “I think that should work.”
“Okay. I’ll give you a little taste before we go.” Taron says and gets out his phone, opening the connected app. He moves his finger over the screen, making the device come alive and buzz a bit.
Rich tenses slightly, surprised at the new feeling, and smirks at T. “I can see why you loved it so much.”
“Oh you will today.” Taron says grinning and turns it up more.
Richard leans back in the seat and his hands grab the arms of the chair. He moans softly and feels his body getting familiar with the vibration against his cock quickly. When Taron increases it once more, Richard lets out a moan and his head falls back a bit. But T doesn’t stop and keeps turning it up until Richard sinks into the chair and moans towards the roof of the balcony. His mouth hangs open wide and releases loud deep moans while his hips move in a steady rhythm.
Taron turns it off suddenly and giggles at Richard’s frustrated groan. “I said you could have a taste.” He teases.
Rich sits up straight again and grabs his water. “I see you’re gonna drive me crazy all day.” he takes a gulp.
“Mm.” T grins.
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Later on, they are walking through a native town on the main island, holding hands. Both of them enjoy the sun and the lack of tourists on this island. It’s exactly what they want when they’re on vacation. Not too many people and peace.
But Taron was eager. He wanted to see Rich squirm. When Rich looks away from him for a moment, T gets his phone out. Time to have some fun. “Baby?” he says and waits until Rich turns towards him to turn on the device.
“Hm?” Rich questions, but then his eyes widen and he stumbles forward a bit. “Holy shit, T.” he breathes out. Richard puts on his sunglasses and steps closer to T. He wraps his arms around his boyfriend’s neck when the feeling intensifies and tries to steady himself that way. His body was feeling so good, but they were in public so he could only take it.
Taron wraps his arm around his waist and smirks at him. “Feels good?” he asks and Rich just nods. He turns it up more and watches him curiously.
Richard bites his lower lip and tries to hold back a moan. He smiles a bit trying to cover it up. “This really is even better standing.” he says and lets out a breathy moan when Taron plays with the device again. He’s lucky he picked a long shirt today that covers up his lap.
T leans against the fence towards the ocean and just grins when Rich sinks against him moaning. “Let’s make this a bit more fun.” he says and turns it up a lot more.
Richard’s hands grab the fence firmly and he lets out a strangled moan. His hips buck forward involuntarily and he feels Taron’s arm around his waist.
“Don’t move. You don’t wanna make them suspect anything right?” he murmurs into his ear. Taron sees how much trouble Rich has keeping still and decides to push him a bit further.
As soon as he does, Richard sinks his head down and whimpers. His eyes are pressed close and his lips slightly parted letting out tiny moans. “Fuck, T.” he moans softly and seesaws on his toes a bit. With the next movement of Taron’s finger on the screen, Rich sinks his head down on his shoulder. He groans into it, trying to keep the sound low, and has trouble keeping still. He wasn’t going to make it like this.
“Let’s continue walking.” T says teasingly and turns it off. Rich lifts his head panting a bit and shoots him a glare.
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A bit later, Rich gets them ice cream from a small stand and T can’t stop himself from turning on the device. Rich tenses and bites his lip hard as he takes the ice cream and turns around to Taron. He walks over to him and hands him his ice cream. “Tease.” he just says and starts eating his ice cream in peace again when the vibration stops.
Taron leads him into the little park near the ice cream stand and they sit down on a bench. T looks around and sees that no one’s in sight. He could have his fun and make Rich beg to cum without interruptions.
Richard licks over his ice cream and stops in his movement when he feels the plug buzzing against his cock. “I’m trying to eat, bub.” he says and smirks at him shortly. But T doesn’t stop and Rich moans softly when he catches some of the ice cream with his tongue.
“I know the ice cream is good but that-.” Taron teases and turns it up more.
“Dork.” Rich just breathes out and stops eating, feeling his body tingle all over from the vibrating toy in his pants. He slides forward on the bench and leans back relaxed. Handing his ice cream to Taron, he moans at the sensation on his sensitive cock.
“What are you gonna do if somebody decides to give this park here a little visit?” Taron asks and lets his finger wander over the screen.
“Don’t care.” Rich moans and opens his legs now. His cock is already dripping pre cum from all the teasing before. He is hard as a rock and needs a release soon.
Taron sees the bulge of Richard’s trousers and bites his lower lip. “Want some more?”
“Yes.” Richard says and bucks his hips up when he adds more. “Yess, Taron. Fuck.” he groans and braces himself with his hands on the bench while thrusting forward, trying to ride himself through the pleasure.
T can’t believe his eyes when he sees Richard rubbing one hand over his cock through his trousers and moaning louder than before. He was totally living for it and drowned in the feeling. Rich contorts his face and pants his name.
Richard bends forward when Taron increases the level of vibration again and strokes his hands down his thighs. The Scottish whimpers and braces himself on his knees, moving his hips in a steady rhythm. He starts moaning continuously and throws his head back. “Taaron.” he moans loudly and tries to keep himself together. His cock is pulsing and presses against the fabric of his pants.
“Shh. We’re still in public, baby.” T whispers into his ear and it only makes Rich moan.
“I’m so fucking close.” Richard pants and groans breathless. “Need to cum so bad.” he cries out Taron’s name when he plays with the remote again on his phone.
Taron watches Richard shaking full of lust as he gets closer to his climax. He knows Richard’s short and deep moans and the way his eyes flutter before he cums. Rich starts letting out whiny moans mixed with pants. Just when he feels like he’s about explode, everything stops again. “Enjoy.” T says and hands him back his ice cream.
Richard whines needy and smacks his arm. “That’s not fair.”
“I said teasing as long as we’re here.” Taron states with a bright grin. He strokes through Richard’s sweaty curls and raises his eyebrows. “Someone’s enjoying this.”
Rich rolls his eyes playfully and tucks his legs up on the bench. He pulls down his sunglasses and turns sideways. Lying down, he rests his head on Taron’s lap and looks up into the sky. “You’re mean.” he pouts.
“You’re gonna get to cum this evening, I promise. Let’s say not only once.” Taron promises and leans down, placing a kiss on his forehead.
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In the evening, they are driving back to the island in a little boat. T and Rich are in the backseat enjoying the wind cooling them down. Taron watches his boyfriend, who’s sitting sideways so he can look out at the water. He has his head rested on his arms and the wind dances through his curled hair.
The sun is already going down and the sky displays soft yellow and red streaks. T starts playing with Richard’s hair that shines golden in the remaining sunlight. Rich smiles at him shortly before looking back at the ocean. Taron crawls over to him and rests his head on his shoulder while he wraps his arms around him and tangles their hands underneath Richard’s head.
Richard enjoys having Taron so close. The way he holds him and covers him with his body makes him feel safe. He realizes once more how much he loves his boyfriend and how much he affected his life so positively. Even the little fights they have had or being apart because of a role only made him grow as a person and grow to love him more. A smile settles on his face thinking about it and his heart swells of happiness, having his loving boy here.
“What are you smiling at?” T asks curiously and turns his head to the side a bit.
“Jus’ thinking.” Rich says and blushes a bit. It wasn’t the first time Taron caught him thinking about him.
“About what?” he asks smirking, seeing his boyfriend’s cheeks turning red.
“How lucky I am to be with you. How safe and happy you make me feel.” Rich admits and turns his head a bit to the side now. Now it’s Taron’s turn to blush. “And how much I love you.”
“I love you too.” Taron says and smiles softly at him. Rich smirks seeing his blueish green eyes shining brightly in the sunlight.
“So so much.” Rich mumbles and kisses him lovingly. He pulls T on his lap and lies his own legs over the seat. They tangle their hands in front of Taron’s stomach and T leans against him.
“Ten minutes and then we’re there.” T says and starts grinning when he gets an idea. “You know I’m gonna take care of you when we get back, right?”
“Mm.” Rich hums and looks down at T as he takes his phone out. He wouldn’t dare do this right now. Or would he?
“I could still tease you before I do.” he says in a cheeky tone.
“Please don’t.” Rich says giggling seeing the look on his boyfriend’s face. “Otherwise I’ll cum in my pants and I don’t think I can keep my mouth shut.”
“Oh, usually you can when you have to.” T says and opens the app. He makes the toy come alive and leans his head back to watch Richard’s face. His boyfriend closes his eyes and bites his lower lip, trying to hold back a moan. “And you look so delicious like that.” T says and smirks when Rich opens his eyes and rolls them at him playfully.
Richard’s grip around his boyfriend’s torso tightens when Taron raises the power of the vibration. He hides his face in Taron’s shoulder groaning, and thinks he’s about to pass out when T repeats his action and turns it up very high. “T, fuck-.” he growls into his ear.
Taron loves hearing the strangled sounds Richard makes and feeling his cock getting hard underneath his ass. T has his fun and slides his hips forward a bit, leaning against him again.
Rich has trouble keeping his self-control with T moving on his lap. He pants and begs Taron to turn it off and wait until they are at the house.
T gives in giggling and turns it down to a very low vibration before turning it off completely.
As soon as the boat is out of sight, Taron feels himself being wrapped up in Richard’s arms. Rich kisses the back of his neck over and over again while he presses his hips forward against Taron.
T can feel Richard’s erection against his bum and smirks knowingly. Rich wouldn’t let him get away with his teasing not one bit. He turns around in his arms and grabs his chin, pulling him close. They share a deep and intense kiss, sliding their tongues against each other. T pulls back and grabs Richard’s shirt while walking through the sand backwards. “Get your clothes off and you’re gonna get what you’ve been waiting for.”
Rich grabs him by the waist and picks him up. Taron chuckles and wraps his legs around his waist. Richard kisses him passionately and moans into it, finally feeling Taron’s lips against his own. He walks them over to the door and searches for the keys in Taron’s pockets. When he finds them, he unlocks the door and kicks it open. Inside, he lets Taron down and gets rid of his sneakers, kicking them away. They undress each other quickly and before they realize, they are already in bed and sharing hot kisses.
Taron moves him further up on the bed and starts searching for something in the drawer of his bedside table. He brings Richard’s arms over his head during a kiss and before Rich can react in any way, he finds himself cuffed to the bed. Taron puts a pillow underneath his head and winks at him.
T starts kissing down his torso and takes his nipple into his mouth, sucking it lovingly. Richard moans and his eyes flutter closed at the sensation. Taron switches to the other one and gives it the same treatment, taking his time. He licks a trail down to his abdomen and sinks his teeth into it.
Rich moans at the feeling and looks down at T, who removes the plug softly. Taron’s talented tongue swirls around his cock and coats him in spit. What he can’t see is how T grabs his phone and turns on the plug on a low level. Taron sits up and grabs Richard’s cock. He holds the plug against Richard’s tip and is surprised by a loud wrecked moan that leaves his boyfriend’s chest. Rich throws his head back, arches his back, and pulls at the hand cuffs. “Fuck.” he pants.
Taron opens him up slowly and teases him with the plug. When Richard is opened up enough, he pushes in the plug carefully, soothing his needy boyfriend who begs him to finally put it inside him.
Richard squirms as the plug fills him up, pressing against his walls. He tries to keep still, knowing Taron is still in a teasing mood. T gets on his knees between his legs and smirks at him, coating his fingers in lube. He starts opening himself up and Rich can only growl hungrily as he watches his boyfriend. “Fuck, T, don’t be such a tease.”
Taron moans loudly as he pushes three fingers inside himself, brushing them over his prostate. “Shh, don’t be so impatient.” He says and reaches out for his phone with his other hand. Clicking a rhythm, he turns the vibration on low and Rich tenses as the plug starts vibrating against his walls, stopping from time to time to increase the vibration, and going back down.
Richard is so caught up in the pleasure he gets from the plug he doesn’t notice Taron sit on his knees, straddling his lap. Suddenly, the sensation stops and he looks up at T seeing he got the lube again.
“I’m gonna make you scream my name, love.” he says and winks at him.
“Do something before I cum from looking at you!” Rich whines and makes himself comfortable in the pillows, resting his arms next to his head. This was torture. He was feeling full with an unmoving plug. Taron was taking his time and his hands were cuffed to the bed, unable to fasten the situation. Richard was longing for his boyfriend’s body and not getting it drove him crazy.
Taron giggles and leans down, kissing him softly. He checks the handcuffs and looks at him worried. “Too tight?”
“Just right.” Rich assures him.
T nods and sits up straight on his knees again, grabbing Richard’s cock and coating him in lube. “Let’s see how much you can take.” The Welsh teases him and guides himself down on Richard’s cock. He places his hands on Richard’s chest and moans softly as he sinks deeper onto him. Richard stretching him perfectly as always.
Richard groans softly and bucks his hips up, pushing into Taron as he slides down on his cock fully and gives himself a moment to adjust. When he sees him reaching out for the phone, he knows he will be cumming soon enough.
Taron turns on the plug on a low vibration and starts moving his hips slowly. He doesn’t want to overstimulate Richard. Just wanted to pleasure him. It doesn’t take long before Richard is begging for more. Taron picks up speed, turns up the vibration, and watches Richard’s head falling back in ecstasy.
“Oh fuck, T!” he presses out and pulls at his handcuffs as he arches his back. Rich can barely keep his eyes open but enjoys the pleasured look on Taron’s face above him. His baby was perfect.
Taron can feel him body filling with lust and passion quickly. Watching Richard squirm and be teased to an orgasm had Taron craving him. Now that he could hear his wrecked moans again while he was riding his cock just did something to him. He reaches out for his phone and turns the vibration up a few notches. Watching his boyfriend’s reaction makes him drip onto his torso and shake slightly with pleasure.
Richard lets out a strangled groan when he feels Taron picking up speed and the plug buzzing against his prostate furiously. He can’t think about anything else anymore and he knows how loud he is now. His head falls back and he arches his back up high. This feeling was beyond anything he could’ve ever imagined.
Taron changes his position slightly and lets out a deep hungry moan when Richard’s cock massages his prostate. “Ugh fuck!” he growls and his eyes start fluttering. He was reaching his orgasm as well.
“God, T. I’m gonn-ahh-a cum soon.” Richard moans, his accent thick and coated in pleasure that it makes Taron’s stomach flip. It was music to his ears.
Taron hums agreeing and picks up speed and vibration, rolling his hips aggressively. He can barely pick up the phone now to turn up the vibration once more.
Richards starts thrusting into him fast, his eyes pressed closed. Pure lust and need to cum is rushing through his veins. “Taron-.” he moans and his body starts shaking.
T bites his lip and holds back a groan as he breaks down on his elbows and sinks his head onto Richard’s chest. “Cum for me, baby.” he groans and only a second later he’s releasing himself all over Richard’s torso. His body quivering as he tries to catch his breath.
Richard shouts his name, cumming hard, and fills Taron up. He can barely move his hips, too overwhelmed by his orgasm and the still pulsing plug inside of him. His boyfriend pushes himself up slowly and turns the plug off, lazily riding out his orgasm.
Taron slides down from Rich and removes the plug from inside him, making him growl at the emptiness. He removes the handcuffs before resting his head on Richard’s chest, panting a bit.
“That felt fucking amazing.” Rich pants out and strokes over his head lovingly.
“Glad you liked it.” Taron teases a bit and pushes himself up, kissing Richard sweetly. “Let’s hop in the pool. I’m too lazy to get in the shower.”
Richard chuckles and nods, placing a kiss on his forehead.
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Richard leans against the edge of the pool, Taron in his arms, and smiles at him happily. “I can’t imagine I would be happier anywhere else right now.”
Taron beams at him and kisses him softly. “I’m happy to hear that. I was hoping this vacation would help us to get away from our stressful daily lives.” he runs his hand through his hair and massages his scalp.
“Oh it definitely does.” Rich hums and relaxes into his touch. “I’m so happy to have you, you know?” his boyfriend blushes at him and Richard feels his heart warming with adoration for the younger man in front of him. “Is there a reason you’re blushing like that?”
“Mm, I guess I’m in love with you and hearing such things from you do that to me.” T states and Rich just smirks knowing exactly why. “You’re really good at making me blush you know?”
“I know.” he says and leans his forehead against Taron’s, closing his eyes.
T bops his nose with his own and presses a light, soft kiss onto his lips. “I’m happy to have you too.”
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Taron stares up at the sky and enjoys the last bit of sun still in the sky. Richard is lying to next him on the blanket at the beach and places lazy kisses onto his shoulder. Both of them are still naked, too lazy to put on clothes or cover with towels and deciding to let the sun dry their wet bodies.
Richard rolls himself on top of Taron and smirks down at him. His boyfriend’s eyes are watching him curiously.
Taron sees the hint of hunger in Richard’s deep blue eyes that are normally soft and gentle. He pushes himself up a bit and connects their lips to a hungry kiss. Rich moans into it and braces himself next to his face, deepening the kiss and igniting the passion. His full lips travel down on Taron’s neck, biting him softly and sucking at the reddened skin.
T whines deliciously underneath him as he nibbles his earlobe and Richard feels his body heating up again. After such a day, he needed more of his boyfriend’s touch. This time he would take the lead, make his boyfriend feel good and taking in his beautiful wrecked moans.
He can feel Richard longing for more and lets his hands wander down his back. “Please.” he whispers and that’s all that it takes for Rich. He pushes himself up and turns Taron onto his belly, pulling his ass up in the air and parting his legs.
Richard leans down and grabs his waist, sinking his tongue between his cheeks and pushing it against Taron’s entrance.
T shudders in anticipation and lets out a soft moan, his fingers curling into the blanket a bit. He pushes his knees apart a bit more and makes it easier for Richard to slide his tongue into him. “Mm yes.” he moans and focuses fully on Richard’s tongue fucking him open slowly.
Richard pushes his tongue in as deep as he can and strokes over his lower back lovingly. Rich reaches between Taron’s legs and grabs his balls, massaging them gently. Taron moans his name and begs for more. Richard pushes his finger into his hole and starts pushing in and out.
“More, please.” T growls and sighs satisfied when Richard pushes in another finger. He presses back, needy as hell, and tries to get him in deeper. “Oh fuck, Rich. I need you.” he groans.
“Oh baby, patience. I have to open you up before.” Richard says and pushes another two fingers in, opening him up smoothly and brushes his fingers over his prostate. Taron whines and his body shakes at that feeling. “Feeling good?”
Taron sinks his head down on his hands and moans loudly. “Mm.” he squirms when Richard’s fingers massage his prostate firmly and lets out a strangled moan. “Rich-.”
Richard doesn’t need any words from Taron, knowing what he wants and pulls his fingers out. He sits on his knees and grabs Taron’s hips, pulling him up on his hands. “What do you want love? You want me inside you?”
“Yes, please!” Taron growls and looks back at him. “Don’t worry about the lube or anything. Just do me rough baby.”
Richard groans at his words and pats his bum lovingly. Taron was a real goner for rough sex sometimes and Richard loved it every time. “Ready?”
Taron nods and feels Richard grabbing his hips before he’s already pushing against his entrance. He pushes into him in small, hard thrusts and the burning sensation drives Taron crazy. “Oh fuck, yes.” he growls and bites his lower lip, enjoying the feeling of Richard stretching him perfectly.
“You’re so tight, fuck!” Rich growls.
“Just for you.” T teases him softly.
Richard thrusts forward hard and quick, pushing in completely and making them both moan in relief. With Taron, it always had been something else. Having sex with Richard wasn’t just fucking each other senseless. There had always been passion and a deep love and trust between them. Pure adoration for each other in their eyes and being a hundred percent vulnerable and intimate.
Taron lets out a loud moan when Richard starts thrusting into him in a quick rhythm. “God, keep going like that.” he growls and his fingers curl into the blanket when Richard thrusts in deep.
Rich knows how to make Taron enjoy pure pleasure. He changes his angle a bit and thrusts in slow, stroking his cock over Taron’s prostate. His boyfriend whimpers deliciously and Richard repeats his action with more power.
Taron’s body shudders at that feeling and his mouth falls open in a long groan. “Right there.” he growls and pants a bit. “Harder.” he presses out and his eyes flutter closed as Richard massages his prostate with hard, powerful thrusts.
Richard can feel Taron shaking and how he’s having trouble keeping himself up. He feels his own body heating up rapidly and his stomach flipping. “T-.”
“Fuck, Rich, I’m - ohh fuck! - I’m gonna cum.” Taron can barely choke out and feels his arms shaking underneath his body.
“Go on, cum for me, baby.” Richard groans and watches Taron underneath him tensing and shaking hard as he releases down on the blanket. The moans, the shout of his name, that leaves Taron’s lips is music to his ears. He pushes in once again before he keeps still and fills Taron up with his cum.
Taron breaks down and Richard collapses on top him. Richard rolls his hips lazily through his orgasm while planting tiny kisses on his shoulder.
When they caught their breath and separate their bodies, Taron smirks a bit and gets up. “I’ll get some clothes and a fresh blanket.” Rich just nods staring up in the sky.
Richard enjoys the moment of silence but feels even better when Taron is back next to him again, helping him stand. They quickly hop in the pool to get rid of the sweat and mess they made.
Back outside, they dry each other with a towel and put on a pair of boxers, sweatpants and a sweater that T brought along. Taron lies down the blanket into the sand and looks at Richard for a moment. “Okay, can you keep on standing here for a little while?”
“Yeah?” Rich asks confused and looks at Taron, who’s running his fingers through his hair nervously.
“Okay, I need a moment.” T says and runs his hands through the pockets of his sweatpants. Come on, do it now. “I decided to use this trip for something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time already.” he admits and Richard nods slowly, trying to figure out what was going on. “Well-.” he steps forward and grabs Richard’s hands. “You, Richie, are the most amazing person I know. I love every single inch of you. My life has turned upside down meeting you and we went through some crazy stuff together.”
“True.” Rich chuckles and looks down at him curiously. Was this a cute birthday speech?
“You are so stunningly beautiful and you have those amazing blue eyes that still drive me crazy. I can’t imagine myself without you anymore because we belong together.” Taron says and his voice shakes a bit. “I am so, so happy to have you by my side and I love you so much!” he says and swallows seeing Richards soft look. “But there is one thing we have to change.”
“Okay?” Richard asks nervously and searches Taron’s face for a little sign that would give him a hint. Taron takes a step back and lets go off his hands. “Making me nervous.”
“No need to be. At least for you.” Taron giggles softly and takes something out of his pocket. Come on, now or never. He sighs. “Oh fuck it here we go.” he lets out a shuddery breath and goes down on one knee, opening the little box. “Richard Madden - Oh come don’t you dare crying now!” Taron protests when Richard presses his hands in front of his mouth and his blue eyes fill with tears rapidly. “Let me ask you before you make me cry as well!” he giggles and Rich chuckles a sorry, taking a deep breath. “Richard Madden, would you give me the honor of becoming my husband?” he asks with tears in his eyes and he could swear his heart never beat so fast before.
Rich just nods quickly and tears fall down his cheeks. “Yes!” he says and pulls Taron up as soon as he put the ring onto his finger. Richard connects their lips in a quick kiss before pulling him into a hug and sniffing into his shoulder. “I thought you’d never ask.” he chuckles.
“Oh love, I was waiting for the right moment.” Taron giggles and holds him close in his arms.
“I love you, bubs.” Rich presses out and smiles at him happily.
“I love you, Richie.” T says and fondles over his hair. They sink into each other’s eyes and connect their lips to a loving kiss. They would never be able to forget this day.
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Happy Valentine’s Day, Daddy
Ship: Madderton
Word Count: 4835
Summary: Its Valentine’s Day, and our favorite couple can’t wait to celebrate. An easy going day that ends with some takeout (fried chicken of course), a great movie, some cuddles on the couch, and just casual Fifty Shades of Grey inspired fun.// For our anon who waited so patiently these last week and some days, I hope you enjoy! Thank you for being flexible and being so nice. We love you long time :)
Additional Tags: SMUT!! Pure filth, unprotected sex, slight bondage, Daddy kink, a sprinkle of BDSM
Valentine’s Day. A commercial holiday that brings in so much joy and love around the world from those in a relationship and single alike. For some, just the little things matter. For others, they would rather do it big and extravagant. For Taron and Richard, well it just depends on what’s going on around the time of the holiday. One year, they spent the day baking treats and watching movies with friends. Another year, they traveled to Italy for the week enjoying their time alone. Every year was spontaneous in a way. They hadn’t had anything planned. This year was no different, in that aspect anyway.
The couple woke up as normal, shared a kiss and a warm embrace, and began getting ready for their day. Taron had an early start on set, and Richard had the day off to meet with friends and get things done around the house. Taron took a shower and Rich made breakfast for the both of them. They sat at the table briefly and ate. Sharing their last few minutes of the morning together, they filled it with small talk and the mention of their plans for the day. Once the time came, they sealed their sweet “I love yous” with a tender kiss and Taron walked out of the door and into the world. There weren’t any set-in-stone plans for the two. It was looking out to be a simple evening, just the two of them enjoying each other’s company…..Except it wasn’t.
Once Taron had gone and about a half an hour passed, Richard cleaned up and began to get ready for his busy day ahead. He had a list of things a mile long to get done. He wanted tonight to be perfect and he was going to do everything in his power to make sure of it.
See, the two of them had been interested in trying something new in the bedroom. They were open to anything thankfully so whatever it was, was going to be exciting. But a few weeks ago, they were eating at one of their favorite spots when Taron brought up something. Something interesting.
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“You know how we seen 50 Shades of Grey a while back?” Taron speaks up after swallowing a piece of chicken.
Rich looks at him through his thick eyelashes and nodded, taking a sip of his water.
“What if we tried something like that?” He asked casually, but there was a slight serious tone in his voice.
Richard’s eyes widened a bit and he cleared his throat, putting his glass back on the table. “I’m not opposed to the idea. It could be fun.” He shrugged with a nod.
“I mean, it was just a suggestion. Don’t actually have to try it.” Taron’s voice trailed off a bit after seeing his boyfriend not give him a more animated reaction. Maybe he wasn’t into that as much as he was.
Richard seen his expression and pouted a bit. He didn’t want his baby to be upset. Anything he could do to please him, he would be more than happy to do. He reached his hand out and grabbed Taron’s firmly, interlocking their fingers. Taron looked into his ocean eyes. “I’m down for whatever you want to try, bub.” He gave him a promising smile.
Taron grinned and his dimples were on display. “We don’t have to try it soon. We can wait a bit.” He suggests.
Rich raises his eyebrow. “Why? Think you won’t be able to handle it?” He smirks and shoots a wink to his lover.
Taron gasps in shock and chuckles. “Very funny, Madden. It’ll be you not being able to handle it.” He sticks his tongue out.
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Since that moment, Richard hasn’t been able to stop thinking about the idea. What’s better than seeing his pretty baby begging to be touched and used any way Rich wanted? And what better time than Valentine’s Day to make it happen? The mere thought made shivers travel down his spine. He had a bunch of surprises ready for Taron tonight and could barely hold in his excitement.
Richard gets dressed in his signature black t-shirt and black jeans, a pair of brown boots, and a jean jacket. He fixes his hair and grabs his sunglasses and phone, making his way downstairs. Picking up his wallet and keys from the table, he slides it into his jacket pocket and heads out the door. Rich puts his glasses over his eyes and gets into his car. Let’s get ready for the day.
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About 5 hours later, Richard arrives back home with his arms decorated in store bags. Shutting the door with his foot, he places all the bags on the table with a soft grunt. He walks into the kitchen and sits his glasses and keys on the counter, heading to the fridge for a drink.
His phone rings loudly through the home in his back pocket and he quickly retrieves the device, looking at the screen. Seeing it’s his boyfriend, he smiles and answers without hesitation. “My beautiful baby.” He says sweetly.
Taron smiles. “Hello love. How are you?”
“I’m better now that you’ve called me.” He smirks to himself and pours himself a glass of water. He knows exactly what to do to make Taron blush. And that’s exactly what the lightly brown-haired man did as he slid his glasses over his eyes and walks towards his trailer.
“I was just calling to check up on you, see how your day was going. I’m gonna leave set a bit early tonight, so we can cuddle and watch movies. Just have an easy-going Valentine’s Day, ya know?” Taron speaks into his phone as he passed about a dozen people. “How’s that sound?”
“I would very much like that darling. We can have takeout and then desert afterwards. Might have a treat waiting for you when you get back.” Rich teases effortlessly and drinks his water.
Taron gasps just barely audibly, but Richard catches it and grins. Taron looks around and quickly unlocks his trailer door, slipping inside and locking the door. He leans against the door and clears his throat. “Wha-what kind of treat, Richard?” He tries to ask as normally as he could. Though it was a simple statement, it was filled with endless possibilities.
“Well wouldn’t you like to know?” Rich chuckles darkly. “Guess you’re gonna have to wait and find out, baby boy.” He finishes his water after speaking and makes his way to the bags awaiting on the table.
“Rich, you can’t just tease me like that.” Taron whines a bit and bites his lip. “You know my mind runs wild when you talk like that.”
“You’re getting needy already. I can hear it in your voice.” Rich points out. This was the fun part. He loved getting Taron all worked up when he was away.
“Well give me a hint or something, Rich.” He was almost begging. His curiosity was getting the better of him and his heart was speeding up a bit.
Richard chuckles and pulls out the metal nipple clamps he bought earlier today. With a smirk, he responds to his boyfriend. “The only thing you have to worry about is being able to handle it.” He growls lowly at the end of his statement, feeling his body heat up at the thought of what’s to come.
Taron gulps down a moan threatening to leave his throat. He breathes out and closes his eyes. His imagination running wild with ideas, he can feel himself getting hard. “Shit.” He mumbles. Richard chuckles, hearing the reaction Taron had. That should be just enough teasing for now.
“Well, I won’t keep you love. I know you have lots of work on set to get done.” He says sweetly, as if he didn’t just tease the shit out of his boyfriend. “I’ll see you when you get home. I love you.”
Taron grunts softly and bites his lip. “Tease.” He sighs softly. “I love you too. I’ll see you later.” He ends the call and rubs his face. He was going to need a cold shower before getting back to work.
Richard chuckles and puts his phone back in his pocket. He picks up the bags and makes his way towards the stairs and their bedroom. Time to set up.
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Taron arrives home around 7pm. “Babe, I’m home!” He calls out as he takes off his shoes and jacket. He throws his shades on the side table and moves further into the home. He sniffs and his mouth begins to water. He follows the smell into the kitchen and when his eyes land on the counter, he smiles wide. He comes over and opens the takeout bag, taking in the delicious scent of chicken. He quietly opens the container on top and steals a piece of chicken, wasting no time to indulge.
Richard leaves their bedroom and comes downstairs. He thought he heard Taron come home, but there was a quietness to the home that indicated otherwise. “Taron!” He calls out and looks through the living room. As he looks towards the door, he sees Taron’s shoes and jacket hung up. Okay, so he was around here somewhere.
He opens his mouth to call out his name until he hears rustling. Like the rustling of a bag. Raising an eyebrow, he makes his way into the kitchen. There, Taron is happily digging into one of the containers and eating like no tomorrow. Rich leans against the doorframe and chuckles to himself. He couldn’t believe his eyes.
He clears his throat and watches amused. Taron stops in his tracks and slowly turns towards Richard, his hand holding up a piece of chicken between his teeth mid bite.
Richard smiles. “Hungry?”
Taron nods and finishes off his chicken in a heartbeat. “Starving.”
Richard walks over to him and kisses his cheek, wiping his face a bit. “Welcome home.”
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After dinner and some chocolate lava cake for dessert, the couple change into comfortable clothes and sit on the couch and cuddle up to watch a movie. The night had been easygoing so far. But Taron didn’t forget their conversation earlier. It replayed in the back of his mind over and over while he sat on Richard’s lap and focused on the tv.
Richard’s hand was gently rubbing up and down his thigh, his fingertips melting into his skin and feeling barely there. He was halfway paying attention to the film. His focus was mostly on his boyfriend. Rich thought to himself and smirked, he was ready to have some fun.
His hand continues to glide over Taron’s thigh gently, slowly rising with each stroke. Taron doesn’t notice at first, his mind completely immersed in the movie in front of them. This was the perfect opportunity and Rich was going to take it.
Richard’s hand gets higher and finally reaches the waistband of Taron’s sweatpants. Now he has his attention just a little. Taron shifts a bit on his lap and pulls the blanket up a bit further towards his face. Richard grins and slowly moves his hand over his crotch, creating some friction to make him squirm.
Taron’s breath hitches and he begins to blush. He keeps his eyes on the tv, but his attention was on Richard’s hand. He feels his boyfriend begin to rub over his crotch and he can’t help but get hard from his touch. And to add to the torture, Rich begins kissing the area near his ear and biting softly.
Taron moans softly and bites his lip. “Rich.” He shifts again in his lap, not knowing if he should push his hand away or leave it there.
“Hm?” Rich hums and bites on his earlobe teasingly. When Taron gasps, he takes the chance to slip his hand into his boyfriend’s sweatpants and wrap his fingers around his cock. Taron tenses under his touch and growls. He made the mistake of not wearing boxers.
“Rich, the movie.” Taron breathes out. He tries to talk, but instead moans when Rich rubs his thumb over the tip and starts sliding his hand up and down his cock. “Shit.”
“Keep watching, love.” Rich whispers in his ear. Biting his ear softly, Rich moves his hand at a steady pace and wraps his free arm around Taron’s waist to keep him steady. The Welsh bites his lip and leans back against Richard’s chest, slowly giving in to his touch with each stroke.
Richard growls softly and speeds his hand up just enough, squeezing slightly. Taron chokes out a moan and closes his eyes. “Fuck, Rich.”
“You sound so fucking heavenly. Making me so hard just listening to you.” He says seductively in his ear, making the younger man whine out. Rich bites at his neck and twists his hand, causing Taron to thrust his hips towards his touch.
“Yo-ou keep doing that and I’m gonna cum.” Taron warns him through moans, but can’t help thrusting into his hand. “That feels so fucking good.”
“You better not cum.” He chuckles in his ear and moves his hand faster.
“You’re not helping me to not cum. You’re making it worse.” Taron whines and bucks his hips. The knot in his stomach was beginning to tighten with each twist of Richard’s hand.
Suddenly, Rich stops his hand movements and solely kisses Taron on his neck. Taron lets out a sigh and pulls away, turning himself around on Rich’s lap to straddle him. He cups his face and smashes his lips onto his lover’s, swallowing every moan that left his perfect lips. Richard holds onto Taron’s waist and stands up, holding him tight.
Taron chuckles and looks into his lover’s eyes. “Relocating?” He asks, grinning.
“I have so much more in store for you love.” Richard mumbles into a heated kiss and walks towards the stairs, holding Taron as he goes towards the bedroom. Taron cups his face with one hand and pulls his hair back with the other, kissing down to his neck. Richard groans and pushes the door open with his foot. He closes it and goes over to the bed, laying Taron down but hungrily connecting their lips.
Taron wraps his legs around his waist instinctively and pulls him closer. His hands pull at the hem of Rich’s shirt, wanting to take it off him. Rich smirks and bites Taron’s lip with a slight pull. Taron moans at the gesture. “Not so fast, we’re gonna try something new tonight.” Rich speaks and pulls away from Taron, standing up fully. Taron watches him, slightly panting, and raises his eyebrows.
“Something new? Like what?” Taron asks and watches as Rich grabs a box from underneath their bed. Seeing how large it was, Taron was intrigued and excited, his body becoming a bit hot.
Richard looks up at him and smiles. But the look in his eyes had gotten a bit serious. “Do you trust me?” He asks sincerely.
Taron chuckles and shakes his head lightly. “Of course I trust you, Rich. You’re the love of my life.” He speaks gently with a sincere look in his eyes, a small smile on his face.
Richard’s eyes shine a bit and he leans over, cupping Taron’s face gently and pressing a passionate kiss to his lips. Taron moaned into the kiss, but he felt nothing but pure love and adoration in it. This was his lover and nothing would change that.
After a few seconds, Rich pulls away once he feels the kiss getting heated. “Take your clothes off and sit on your knees afterwards.” He instructs him and opens the box, searching for something.
Taron does as he says, taking his time and savoring the moment. He stole glances at his lover, who was laying a few items down on the bedside table. The excitement was racing through his body and he couldn’t wait for what was to come. He sat on his knees once he was naked and looked towards Richard.
The Scottish noticed his movements still and looked up from the bedside table at Taron. The mere sight of him sitting there obediently made him want to ruin him right there. But he fought back the urge and let a cocky smirk plaster on his lips. He picks up something from the bedside table and hides it behind his back to keep Taron curious. “Close your eyes.”
His eyes flutter closed and he waits patiently for him. He hears footsteps nearing him and a gentle drift come across his body. He remained calm, though the room was relatively silent. Once he felt the bed dip, he knew Rich was close. Taron kept his eyes closed and let Rich put something soft over his eyes. A blindfold. A black one to be specific. Taron took a breath and kept his body calm.
Richard smiled and softly kissed his shoulder. The younger man’s body tensed a bit underneath the movement, but he soon relaxed knowing he was safe in Richard’s arms. He continued his trail of kisses that lead to his collarbone, small love bites being created as he added teeth. Taron moaned softly. “Giving me Fifty Shades of Grey vibes.” He chuckles. “The anticipation is killing me.” He speaks just barely above a whisper and Rich kissed his lips passionately.
“Good. I’m gonna grab the next thing. Just keep relaxing.” Rich kisses his shoulder one last time before reaching over and slowly picking up the nipple clamps. Taron’s ears pick up the soft rustling of the chain, but didn’t register what the sound was. Richard carefully opens one and looks at his boyfriend’s awaiting figure. “Are you ready?”
Taron nodded wordlessly and took a breath. Rich nodded to himself and gently put the metal against his skin. Taron jumped slightly at the coolness, but quickly relaxed after feeling Richard rub his thigh gently. He tightens the clamp around his nipple and looks at him for a negative reaction. But Taron bites his lip as if he’s enjoying the feeling.
“Too tight?” The older man asks before tightening any more.
“Just right.” Taron smiles. Rich smiles and puts the other clamp on, watching his boyfriend’s body react to the new sensation. He adjusted quickly, as if he was meant for this.
“You comfortable?” Rich asks and gently runs his fingertips along his thighs, watching the chain connecting the clamps hang above his belly button. Oh, what this was doing for his body and imagination. They were definitely going to have more fun with those another time.
“I’m perfect. Please tell me there’s more.” Taron practically begs. Rich chuckles in response and gently pulls on the chain. The Welsh gasps out and bites his lip. His body was beginning to become more alert and sensitive.
“Lay back for me.” He instructs and Taron obeys. His head rests on the pillows beneath him and relaxes against the soft duvet. He can feel Richard’s soft lips kissing his shoulder again and, this time, trailing kisses down. Licking, sucking, biting, he gives Taron just about everything he has to offer with his mouth. When he reaches the chain, he takes it between his teeth and pulls on it just enough to apply pressure.
Taron moans out and arches his back at the sensation. “Oh shit.” He breathes out. Rich chuckles lowly and continues his trail down to his waistline. He bites at his skin, teasing as much as he could. Taron squirms a bit underneath him, but stills when a slap is delivered to his thigh. He hisses at the contact, biting his lip.
“Sit still.” Rich warns him and wraps his fingers around his cock. A small gasp leaves Taron’s lips. Rich leans forward and lays his tongue flat against the base, licking all the way until getting to the tip and slipping it inside his mouth.
“Ri-ooo fuck.” Taron sounds through the almost silent room. Rich flicks his tongue and twists his hand around his cock just the way he likes it. Taron couldn’t help but reach down and tangle his fingers in his boyfriend’s soft curls. Rich takes more of him in his mouth and bobs his head slowly. His tongue doing more of the work as he hollows out his cheeks. Taron’s hips thrust into his mouth on instinct, causing him to gag around his cock in surprise. “Shit your mouth feels so good.”
“I bet it does.” He smirks and switches hands, working one on his cock while the other reaches for the two pairs of handcuffs on the bedside table. He kisses Taron’s thigh before he lets go of him and sits on his knees. “Hold out your hands.” He instructs.
Taron slowly raises his hands, not knowing what to expect. Rich gently locks one cuff around his wrist and locks the other around the metal headboard. “Ooo I love where this is going.” Taron says teasingly. Richard chuckles and does the same with his other hand.
“How do they feel?” He asks sincerely, gently caressing his cheeks.
“Comfortable.” Taron confirms. Rich takes that as a sign and begins to undress himself. It didn’t take very long, thanks to changing into comfy clothes early in the night. With a quickness, he straddles Taron’s lap and leans forward, giving him a hungry kiss. Taron immediately gives in, seeing he is completely vulnerable to his boyfriend. Rich grinds down on his awaiting cock, giving him just a touch of friction to indulge. Taron thrusts against his ass, needing more of course. “Don’t be a tease.”
“Too late.” Rich sticks his tongue out and grins. Taron shakes his head playfully and relaxes. Rich takes this time to admire the sight of his boyfriend. He smiles warmly in adoration. He was all his, until the end of time. The moment was cut short when Taron squirms underneath him. He laughs softly and pulls on the nipple clamps a bit to tease.
“I need you, Rich. Please do something.” A whine is hidden in Taron’s tone as he speaks. It makes Richard growl lowly and come back to his current headspace. “Don’t worry, you’re gonna get exactly what you want.” He assures him and grabs the lube, coating his own cock with the cool liquid. “And call me Daddy.”
“Ooooo, yes Daddy.” Taron teases and grins. Rich playfully spanks his thigh and he moans out.
Rich moves down his body and sits between his legs. He teases Taron’s entrance with the tip of his cock and watches in lust as his body tenses, his back arching in need. He continues to tease him with not a care in the world.
“Please Daddy, I need you inside me.” He begins to beg and squirm.
“How bad do you want it?” Rich glides his fingertips across his skin, that barely-there touch sending sparks through Taron’s skin.
“I want you to ruin me.” Taron breathes out, biting his lip in anticipation. “Daddy, fuck me please.”
Richard tries to hold onto the little bit of self-control in his body and slowly fills Taron up. The Welsh lets out a gasp first, but a long moan follows after when Richard bottoms out. He stills for a second, giving Taron and himself a second to get used to the feeling and breathe. But Taron was greedy.
He began to move his hips, trying to create some friction. “More, Daddy.”
All self-control was lost as Rich began thrusting into Taron. Slow yet powerful, he gripped his hips and stroked into his lover effortlessly. Taron’s moans give him all the energy he needed to keep a steady pace. The way his baby boy looked, so vulnerable and ready for Rich to devour, made his cock harden more, if it was even possible.
This was more than sex; this was passion on a new level. Both men could feel it in the air. And it was amazing. Taron felt Rich push his legs up towards his chest and hold his thighs in place. In turn, he moved his hips in time with Richard’s thrusts. The new position was perfect for massaging his walls just right. “Daddy, oh fuck!” Taron calls out, his voice carrying throughout the room and beyond.
Richard growled at him calling out and picked up speed. His lust intensified and he didn’t see himself stopping anytime soon. He grabs the chain and pulls on it a bit harsher than before, giving Taron’s body another sensation to endure.
Taron arched his back and groaned, slightly tugging at his cuffs. “I-fuck-Daddy.” He stumbled on his words. This feeling was new and taking over his entire body. Would he be able to handle whatever else Rich had ready for him? His thoughts were interrupted when he feels the sting of a hard slap come across his thigh. This sent a lovely shiver down his spine. “Ugh Daddy!”
“You sound so fucking amazing, baby boy.” Rich groans. One of his hands moves from his body and grabs the headboard, giving him leverage to go faster. Though he was focused on Taron’s pleasure, his own was building up inside him. And the night was far from over. He continues on praising him, feeling Taron clench around his cock.
“Touch me, Daddy.” Taron begs through moans. He wastes no time moving his other hand on Taron’s cock, pumping him at the speed of his thrusts. “Shit, right there!”
Richard feels his cock twitch in his hand. “Don’t you dare cum. You gotta beg for it first.” He warns Taron as he fucks him harder, hitting his spot each time. A loud whine leaves Taron’s throat, his body taking too much at once. He could barely get any words out when Rich slaps his thigh again. “Beg for it. If you cum without permission, you will be punished.”
“Daddy! Please, please let me cum. I’ve been a good boy all day!” Taron starts begging with everything in him. Between his pants and the way Richard was hitting his spot, Taron was overwhelmed with pleasure and could break at any time. He wanted to cum, no, he needed to cum. He needed it bad.
“You can do better than that, baby boy. I feel you tightening around me and your cock is pulsing. Beg for it.” Richard pants out and grips the headboard harder, his knuckles turning white.
“Please Daddy! I’ll be so good for you, I promise! Please let me cum! I’m not gonna last!” Taron’s voice is getting hoarse, but he begs as best as he can. Richard looks down at him, admiring how fucked out his baby boy looked. He closes his eyes and felt his own cock twitching.
“Cum for me, baby.” He breathes out.
Taron doesn’t waste any time and lets the knot in his stomach release. He gasps loudly, arching his back as he lets his orgasm take over his entire body. He calls out Richard’s name in complete ecstasy and cums all over his hand and torso.
The sight alone was all it took for Richard to cum. His hips lets out a few sloppy thrusts and he finally stills as he spills into Taron. The groan that left his mouth sent a wave of arousal through Taron’s body. This was an orgasm like never before. It was as if passion and lust took over them completely as they slipped into the moment all together. A new experience they’ll never forget.
After a few moments, Rich slips out of Taron slowly, both whining at the disconnect. Richard lays beside Taron and slides his blindfold up so he can see. Taron opens his eyes and looks at him, a lazy smile resting on his face. Rich smiles relieved and unlocks one of his cuffs. Before he can get the other one, Taron grabs his chin and kisses him passionately. Richard melts into the kiss and pulls away with a smirk.
“That, more often. Please.” Was all Taron could get out. Rich chuckles and unlocks his other cuff.
“You enjoying yourself?” He asks as he watches Taron rub his wrists a bit gently. He takes them in his own hands and kisses them softly. The cuffs made an indentation in his skin when he pulled on them. “Sorry about that. They’ll go away soon.” He apologizes sincerely.
“And take away evidence that this happened? No way.” Taron giggles. “I want them forever.” He looks into his lover’s eyes and cups his face. “I loved every second of it. And I love you no matter what.” He assures and presses a gentle kiss to his lips.
Hearing that made Richard’s heart smile. He pulled Taron close and kisses his nose. “I love you more, baby.”
“I know.” Taron smiles. “Now, I think its your turn.” He grins and straddles his lap, spinning a pair of cuffs around on his finger. Richard smirks up at him and holds his hips. Taron leans forward and kisses his neck, biting down. Richard hisses and closes his eyes. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Daddy.”
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Happy Birthday, Bub
Ship: Madderton
Word Count: 3783
Summary: It’s Tarons birthday and one of the presents he gets from Richard is something completely new. They find themself in the bedroom soon trying out the plug and Taron suggests taking it with them to the restaurant in the evening. Richard teases Taron and challenges him at the dinner table.
Additional Tags: birthday, kisses, fluff, soft, smut, plug
Author’s note: Happy birthday @sarahegerton96 ! Here’s your present from us ;) hope you like it - Nati
Taron wakes up when he feels his boyfriend stroking over his hair and saying his name softly. He opens his eyes slowly and pulls the blanket tighter around his body, a small groan leaving his lips.
Rich smiles down at him and places a soft kiss on his forehead. “Happy birthday, bub.” he says smiling.
“Thank you.” Taron smirks and looks up to him happily. He cups his face and pulls him down, kissing him gently.
“Made you breakfast. Wanna eat it while I run you bath?” he asks and strokes over his cheek.
“Sounds perfect.” T says and smiles up to him. His blueish green eyes shine adoringly.
Richard leaves for a few seconds before coming back in with a tray balancing a glass of orange juice and a plate filled with bacon, eggs, and some warm bread.
Taron sits up and takes it carefully, smiling at him. “Thank you, love.” he says and presses a loving kiss onto his lips.
“Anything for you love.” Rich whispers and smiles. They pull away from each other so Taron can fully enjoy his breakfast. Richard makes his way into the bathroom to get the water running in the bathtub.
When Taron is done, he follows his boyfriend’s steps into the bathroom where Rich had everything set and waiting for him to enjoy. Rich added some bubbles and the water rests at the perfect temperature for T.
Richard comes inside when Taron finally relaxes into the warm water and watches him lovingly. “Everything alright?”
“Mm perfect.” T hums and opens his eyes, smiling brightly at him.
Rich sits at the edge of the tub, behind Taron’s head, and starts fondling through his hair. He sinks his hands into the water shortly and starts massaging Taron’s scalp, running his fingers through his hair and pressing down gently. T closes his eyes, getting lost in the sensation and humming softly when Richard’s hands start massaging his neck.
Taron tucks up his legs and rests his head on his knees. He relaxes into his boyfriend’s touch, who’s massaging his back and shoulders now. “You’re too good to be true.” T moans softly and Rich starts chuckling behind him. He continues his massage for a short period before he backs away enough to let Taron wash his body. When he finishes, he rinses off and carefully gets out of the tub.
Richard dries Taron’s hair and wraps his arms around him when he’s finished. He places kisses all over his warm, fluffy hair and stops when T looks up at him with dreamy eyes. “Has anyone ever told you how cute you are when you look like that?”
“No.” A big soft smile wanders onto Taron’s face. “No one’s ever made me look that way.”
Richard’s face softens and he leans down to his boyfriend to kiss him lovingly. “You’re so fucking cute.” he whispers. They make their way into the bedroom to get him dressed.
Downstairs in the living room, Richard has Taron’s presents all wrapped up beautifully and arranged on the table in front of the sofa. Between them is a vase full of red roses and a sweet letter he wrote his lover resting beside it.
T sits down and opens the letter first, Richard sitting by his side and watching his face for a reaction. When he’s done, his eyes are brimmed with tears and he presses his lips together. “I love you so much.” he whispers and kisses him lovingly, cupping his face and pulling him close.
“I love you more.” The Scottish assures him with a smile. Taron opens his gifts with a bright smile on his face.
When only one present is left, Rich stops him. “Okay, so the last present is - let’s say something new.” he says slowly and notices how T raises his eyebrows. “Actually, you made me think about what you said a few weeks ago. When you said that you often get bored when I’m not around, or sexually frustrated when we don’t see each other for a few weeks.”
Taron nods slowly and watches him curiously. “You have my full attention.” he jokes and his thoughts start racing. What was he up too?
“So, I’ve got something that maybe is a solution for this problem.” Rich says and he hands Taron the package nervously.
T opens it and has a little box in his hands. He shares one last look with Rich before opening it slowly. His eyebrows raise in surprise. “Oh, I didn’t expect that.” In the box he can see two black silicon plugs, one of them small and long, the other one thick and shorter than the first one. “But I’m curious.”
Richard pulls out his phone from his trousers and shows it to Taron. “I have the app for it and it works with an internet connection. So no matter where you are, I can make you feel good without touching you.”
Taron bites his lower lip and looks at Rich. “I actually love this idea, you’re brilliant.” he says with a small smirk and watches his nervous boyfriend.
“Yeah? I wasn’t sure about it. If you don’t like it, we can just throw it away and I’ll get something else.” he states and watches the beauty of a man next to him.
“You’re such a dork.” Taron starts laughing and pulls him into a short kiss. “I think I’ll love it.” he says. “Actually…” he starts and sits on Richard’s lap, facing him. He kisses him sweetly and deepens it by pushing his tongue into Richard’s mouth, making him moan. His hand tangles in his boyfriend’s dark curls while he feels Richard’s hands wandering down his back. “I’d like to try it out soon.”
Rich smirks at him and raises his eyebrows. “How soon?” he asks and squeezes his ass.
Taron squeaks surprised and starts giggling. He looks at Richard’s full lips and grinds down on his lap a bit. “How’s about now?”
“Oh I’d love to make you cum on your birthday.” Rich says teasingly and winks at him.
“But only if we have sex today as well.” Taron says and looks at him seriously. He wouldn’t be the only one cumming today. Rich should feel good as well.
“Okay then.” Rich says smiling. Taron smiles and continues their make-out session. Richard grabs his thighs and stands up. Wrapping his legs around his waist, T kisses him passionately and playfully grips his hair. A low growl rumbles in Rich’s chest at the action and he starts the journey towards the stairway.
Upstairs, Richard only wears his boxers. The rest is somewhere on the floor, lost during their hot, needy kisses. Taron lies on the bed completely naked, waiting curiously for Rich to start.
Richard takes his time placing kisses all over his torso, his full lips wandering down to his abdomen. He plants kisses on his boyfriend’s thighs and sucks at his weak spots until T is hard and needy for more. Rich covers his fingers in lube and presses them against his entrance teasingly.
Taron moans sweetly when Rich presses in the first finger and relaxes into the feeling. After a few pumps, he is stretched enough for the second finger. “Why are you so talented with your fingers? - Ugh god.” T groans as Rich adds another finger and pushes in at a faster pace.
Richard smirks to himself, hearing the needy sounds that leave his boyfriend’s soft, parted lips. He curls them up, massaging his prostate with the action, and makes T arch his back, panting. He continues for a little while until T is opened up enough for the smaller and longer plug. Rich takes it and covers it in lube. Then, he parts Taron’s legs and sits in between them. “Just relax, yeah? It’s just like if I was inside you, just a little smaller.”
Taron nods eagerly. “Okay.” He says. Suddenly, he feels something pressing against his entrance. It’s warm and soft and a bit odd at the beginning. Rich teases him with the tip, pushing in and pulling out again. “Jesus, Richie, get it in me.” he moans when Richard pushes it in a bit further.
“Patience, baby.” Rich says giggling and pushes it in deeper. Taron’s deep moan when the toy is fully inside him drives him crazy. “Ready?” he asks, grabbing his phone.
“Yeah.” he presses out and tries to relax into the pillow. He feels full in a good way in the moment. But with no movement at all, it made him crazy.
Richard opens the app and moves his finger along the screen just a little bit, making the plug come alive inside Taron’s hole.
Taron gasps at the sudden feeling and his mouth falls open with a moan. The toy inside of him is buzzing lowly, but it’s enough to affect his whole body.
Rich strokes over his lower stomach gently and looks at his squirming boyfriend. “Feels good?”
“Mm.” he just presses out and tries not to go mad at the feeling. It’s minimalistic, but it’s building up the coil in his stomach.
“Okay, I’m gonna add a bit more.” he says and taps on his screen. He watches Taron and bites his lip, getting turned on immensely.
“Ohh fuck.” T whispers and arches his back. His right hand grabs the sheets tightly while his left hand grabs the headboard above his head. He moans loudly and his head falls back. Damn this feels good. Almost just as good as Richard himself.
Richard can’t stop himself and turns it up a bit more. His boyfriend moans his name completely wrecked while he arches his back high into the air. His thighs are trembling and his cock is leaking pre cum, dripping onto Taron’s stomach. “God, you look so fucking good.” he moans and feels himself getting hard.
Taron wants to give him a cheeky answer but he can’t. The pulsing against his walls shakes his whole body and he can’t think anymore. His cock twitches and T doesn’t know how long it will take until he’ll explode. He tucks up his legs when Rich taps on his screen again and the vibrating increases. “Oooh goohhd.” Taron chokes out and the grip around the headboard gets tighter. He opens his legs and tries to fuck back onto the toy, but it’s no use because it’s inside him.
“Still feeling good?” Rich asks and T just nods, moaning. Richard takes tiny steps with the power he gives the toy inside of T and so he adds another bit.
T moans continuously and pulls at the sheets. His whole body is covered in sweat now as he bucks his hips up breathlessly. He can’t focus on anything else other than the pulsing toy inside of him and the increasing urge to cum. “Rich-.” he pants breathlessly and moans loudly. “I’m-ah-clo-oh-se.” he presses out and whimpers a bit.
“Cum whenever you’re ready, stunning.” Rich says and watches his boyfriend arching his back high, rolling his eyes back in his head, and letting out short, wrecked moans as his muscles tensed.
Taron cums hard, squirting ropes of cum all over his torso while moaning Richard’s name barely audible. His whole body shakes and he pants moaning as it continues. “Stop, please - aahh-.” he whimpers and starts squirming as the sensation turns into overstimulation.
Richard turns it down and watches Taron start to relax, panting. He grabs the end of the plug and pulls it out gently, soothing his whimpering boyfriend after. Lying it aside, he strokes over Taron’s thigh and watches him adoringly. “You did so good.” T smiles up to him and closes his eyes, his cheeks are flushed red. “How are you feeling about it?”
“It’s amazing and I can’t wait to shove it up your ass.” Taron says and makes them both laugh. “I’m feeling good about it and I think I’ll enjoy it a lot when I’m away from you.”
“Well, we don’t have to use it only when you’re away from me, ya know.” Rich says and his voice gets a bit deeper, hungrier.
The change in his tone doesn’t go unnoticed by T. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Not sure about that.” Rich admits laughing. “What do you think I’m thinking?”
“I think that you want me wear it in public and tease me from time to time.” Taron says and the cheeky tone in his voice shows Rich that he would love it.
“You won’t have it in you all the time, of course. There’s also a little rope attached so it can be fixed under your cock.” he explains. Taron moans at his words. “I assume you like that thought.”
“God, you’re gonna wreck me with that.” he says and bites his lower lip. “Only imagining it will make me hard again.”
“We could try it out tonight.” Rich says and Taron raises his eyebrows. “I promised to take you out on your birthday, remember?”
Taron pulls him down and connects their lips with a hot kiss. “You’re gonna make me lose my mind one day.” he breathes out. Richard chuckles and kisses him again.
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Taron sits down a bit nervous at the dinner table in the restaurant. Rich picked the one most inside the corner, where a few plants hide them from the waiters for the most part. Taron sits with his back to the wall and faces three of the tables in the restaurant that are a bit away from them.
Having the plug fixed to his cock was exciting because he doesn’t know when Rich will tease him, how long, nor how hard. It fits perfectly and no one can see it, not even through his tight trousers.
When they ordered their drinks, Taron scoots himself closer to the table, hiding his lower body fully under the table cloth. Something that doesn’t go unrecognized by Rich.
“You’re nervous?” he asks with a warm smile.
“Maybe. I’ll be busy enough trying to keep my mouth shut. I can’t control my hips as well.” he says giggling and looks at his boyfriend happily.
“That’s true.”
The waiter brings them their drinks and they order their food. As soon as he’s gone, Rich pretends to fix his shoe lace while he gets his phone out under the table, opening the app. He sits up fully again and watches Taron as he moves his finger over the screen slightly.
Taron’s eyes widen in surprise and he bites his lower lip. The plug is buzzing against his cock and it feels more intense than he expected it to be.
Rich stops it and smirks at him. “And?” He asks, his finger hovering over the screen, yet his eyes were fixated on his boyfriend.
“This will be harder than I thought.” T breathes out and watches him. There’s a tingling passion making the hairs on his body stand tall. “But it feels too good to stop.”
Richard takes that as a sign to turn it back on, but with slightly more power.
Taron’s hands grip the edge of the table and he slides forward in his seat. He closes his eyes and lets out a low, quiet moan before fighting for control over his body again. T feels his body heating up and the vibration against his hardening cock is better than he imagined it. He braces his head on one of his hands while the other one lies flat on the table now.
Rich studies Taron’s face as he turns it up a bit more. His boyfriend’s eyebrows crumble in pleasure and he slowly begins to have trouble keeping his mouth closed. Taron pants softly and moves in his seat. “You want more?” he asks lowly and T opens his eyes again.
“Just a bit. Go-oh easy on me, please.” T whispers and tenses when Rich does as he’s told. He rubs his face moaning lowly and feels himself dripping into his pants. There was sure to be a stain in them later.
Rich grabs Taron’s hand that’s lying on the table and squeezes it. “So good for me.” he whispers and T nods. “Do you think you can take more?”
Taron swallows and nods slowly. “I think so. But if I start- ughh- if I start moaning too loud, turn it off.”
“I will.” Rich says and T looks into his deep blue eyes, feeling nothing but trust and love for his boyfriend.
As soon as Rich increases the power in the plug, Taron swears under his breath and he squeezes Richard’s hand shortly. He closes his eyes and moves his hips a bit on his seat while covering his mouth with his hand. “Mm God.” he moans a bit and tries to open his eyes again. He hums a bit into his hands, whining deliciously, and looks at Rich with shiny eyes.
Richard sees how T is just fully enjoying and living for this moment. Seeing Taron like that makes the devil inside him want to come out and play. And so he lets go off Taron’s hand, sits up straight to cover him, and gets out his phone again. He turns it up high, much stronger than before. “Doing so good for me, baby boy.” He purrs out to his squirming lover.
Taron can’t bite back a moan at his praise and the increased intensity hitting him at once, falling back in his seat. He slides forward a bit and starts moving his hips, trying to keep the pleasure going. His hands grip onto the seat tightly and he tries to hold back his moans, which he succeeds in doing for the most part. His eyes start fluttering and he opens his legs so he can move his hips easier.
Rich looks at Taron fascinated. His lover was never good at keeping the noise down and he never wanted to. But suddenly, he had so much control over it and it turns Richard on greatly, knowing T is fighting so he could keep the pleasure in his body present.
T gasps a bit and he shuts his eyes closed as he bites back a loud groan. His balls are drawing up now as an effect of the hard vibration on his cock.
Richard decides to push his limits a bit more and increases it again a great amount. What happens next makes Richard’s own hard cock drip into his underwear.
Taron rolls his eyes, lets out a groan and leans forward. He presses his legs together at the intense feeling and braces his head on both hands, now covering his mouth. T moans into his hands and starts thrusting under the table, needing to ride out the waves of pleasure hitting his body. Taron looks completely fucked out. A bit of sweat coated his forehead, his eyes shimmered and his cheeks were enflamed from the intensity of it all. He rubs his face with a pant, runs his fingers through his hair, and has a devilish smile on his lips as he bucks his hips forward. “Rich -.” he presses out breathless and runs his hand down his thigh, steadying himself on his knee.
“Mm?” Rich asks with a smirk on his lips. Damn, his boy looks beautifully wrecked. Taron’s moans are strangled as he rolls his eyes in the back of his head.
“Gonna cum.” Taron mumbles and moans into his hand again. “Not here.” he breathes out and looks at him with fluttering eyes. His head falls back a bit and he takes back control over his body again quickly. “Too loud.” His warning comes out as a wine and he tenses forward as the knot in his stomach tightens. Taron presses his legs together and his hands stroke down his thighs, shivering. “Please.” he can only beg and bites back a loud moan between his pants.
“Wanna continue this in the bathroom?” he asks and turns down the power a bit. Taron nods and bites his lip, a relieved sigh falling from his lips. “Okay then.” he says and turns it up again quickly.
T presses his eyes closed and grabs the table cloth. “Rich.” he whines breathlessly and Rich stops, grinning.
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Taron can barely make it into the bathroom when Richard turns it up again. He braces himself on the door to one of the bathroom stalls and lets out a long moan. “Oh fuck.” he breathes out and steps into the bathroom stall. “This is even better standing.” Taron moans and braces himself on the wall.
Richard follows him inside and locks the door behind them. T is too caught up in the feeling of desire and lust pumping through his veins, so Richard steps behind him and opens the button of his trousers. He pulls them down to his knees and then softly removes his boxers. He wraps his arms around him and places kisses all over his neck. “If you sit down, I could turn it up more.”
Taron moans with need and sits down on the toilet after closing the toilet lid. He opens his legs and leans back.
Richard feels himself getting hard when he sees Taron’s shaking cock getting massaged by the plug. He can’t hold back a moan and fights for his self-control.
“Gonna take good care of you later.” T promises panting and moans lowly.
Richard nods and turns it up much higher than he did before. Taron lets out an obscenely loud moan while he tries to brace himself. He starts thrusting up, moaning with every thrust, and his eyes close fluttering.
Taron’s whole body is shaking hard and he feels the knot in his stomach tightening. “Fuck - you’re so good with this - ughh ohh shit.” his head falls back and he feels his dick starting to harden a bit painfully. “Gonna cum.” he moans out.
“Cum for me, baby.” he says and watches him, lust pumping through his body.
“Please - more.” T chokes out and Rich does as he says. Taron leans forward first before his head falls back and he arches his back. He shouts Richard’s name and cums hard all over the floor. His vision becomes blurry and his heart beats rapidly as his body tries to ride out the orgasm as long as he could. Taron stumbles into over stimulation quickly and begs him to turn it off. He looks up as soon as he can breathe properly again. “Fuck, I love you so much!”
“You’re so fucking hot.” Rich moans and leans down to kiss him.
Taron giggles into the kiss and shakes his head. “Says you.”
Rich strokes over his cheek and kisses him again. “Happy birthday, bub”
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