“lemme wake you up.”
charlie young x reader.
→ description: charlie will always take care of you, no matter the situation. based off this thought i had here.
→ w/c: 500.
→ c/w: cnc, p in v, sex, fingering, swearing and charlie’s jokes.
→ a/n: this is the first thing i’ve written in ages. it feels nice to get the gears turning and put something out! my main masterlist can be found here! 💌
The combination of working late, a serious traffic collision three streets down from his office and a cancelled train, caused Charlie to slowly enter your apartment, hyper-aware that the door hinges on your front door needed oiling, again.
He slipped his shoes off and padded through to your bedroom at the end of your apartment. He knew he would find you sleeping, but how you were sleeping caused him to choke back a grumbled groan.
You were lying partly on your front, your arms tucked under the pillow, one knee hiked up and your other leg stretched out. It was summer and your air conditioning unit was seriously on its last legs, therefore you opted for nothing but a thin sheet to cover you at night. The sheet, by the time you had kicked it down with your legs, was hanging off the edge of your bed. You were wearing one of Charlie’s old college t-shirts, but your lack of any other items of clothing (including underwear), is what made Charlie groan how he did.
You stirred slightly and mumbled out, “Charlie, baby. Hey. Y’ home.” Your voice was laced with sleep and your eyes barely opened, but enough for a smile to break out on your face as you watched how Charlie stripped down from his work attire and joined you in being naked.
“Hi, princess.” Charlie hushed out with his smirk quirking up on his lips at the sight before him. You felt the mattress dip by your legs as he climbed on, and then you felt his large hands smooth up your calf and squeeze on your thigh. You heard him let out another deep and grumbled groan.
“Sorry, baby. I couldn’t stay awake.” You muffled into your pillow, not avoiding Charlie’s hot touch and backing closer to him.
“Oh, my baby. It’s fine, I know how hard you’ve been working.” His voice was full of sincerity and you groaned quietly as you felt his fingers slink up your thigh and work closer to your bare cunt. “I can still take care of you, princess.”
His fingers now pushed deep inside of you with ease and you let out a louder moan.
“Fuck, Charlie. Lemme wake up a bit more…” You whimpered as he removed his fingers and your pussy felt empty, already missing his tender and pinpoint touch.
He shushed you gently, but there was still a chuckle in his voice. “Baby, it’s fine.” He reiterated his statement from earlier before letting out a final satisfied groan, followed by a curse of your name. You matched his groans and bucked your ass back to meet his hips. You gently bit down onto the pillow under your face as the width of Charlie’s cock stretched you out, and ever so slightly nudged against the sweet spot buried inside of you.
“I’ve got you, princess.” You heard his voice again and you could practically hear his smirk.
In a sing-song humorist tone, before he buried you to the hilt he told you, “Lemme wake you up, with my penis.”
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