Adam Driver Characters X Reader Requests

Alone With You (Charlie Barber X Fem!Reader)

Warnings: hint of sex but doesn't go anywhere, heavy kissing

The high ceilings, vast hallways of the museum extended far beyond the lavish paintings adorning its walls. Charlie stood in the center of the otherwise dead and silent room, observing as you strolled around. Of course, Charlie's attention was not on the awe-inspiring works of Salvador Dalí or Vincent Van Gogh, but on you.

It was as if he was looking at his favorite painting, your divine beauty stealing his glance no matter the time or place. The simplicity of being around you was enough to overwhelm him. A smile couldn't help but form on the corner of his lips as he admired the way you looked under the incandescent lights, toying with your skirt behind your back as you took it all in.

You wandered over to the entryway of the next room, noticing Charlie approach from the corner of your eye; your breath hitched when you felt his chest press flush against your back. He began to tenderly stroke your arm, drawing your attention away from the paintings and back to him.

"Enjoying yourself?" He whispered in your ear, resting his chin on your shoulder. You nodded, nibbling at your bottom lip while leaning back into him for a moment, placing his hand on your hip to bring you closer, losing yourselves in the comfortable silence that surrounded you.

"Thank you for today. For bringing me here." You responded, turning in his arms to face him. Time stilled when he felt your lips press against his, your heart pounded in your chest, making your knees grow weak with every swipe of his tongue.

"Charlie!" You squealed when you felt his hands grip your ass harshly, pressing you against him. Charlie pulled back with a pleased look in his eyes before kissing you once more as he walked you back towards a nook in the wall. "What if someone sees?"

Charlie ignored you as he continued kissing down to your exposed neckline, taking in as much of you as he could. He yearned to feel the soft, yielding warmth of your skin. Your fingers tangled in his hair before you realized Charlie's hand slide under your shirt, his palm kneading your breasts.

The feeling of being consumed by Charlie like this left you limp under his touch, moving together as if no one else existed. It felt nearly forbidden—both of you oblivious and careless of whether anyone was around to catch you.

You pressed your hands on his chest, gently pushing him away when you heard the sound of faint footsteps down the hall. Charlie's heavy breath lingered on your neck while you both tried to stay still long enough for them to leave.

"That was close." Charlie taunted, realizing how carried away you two had gotten. You giggled softly before pulling him back in, palming his prominent erection through his pants, making him groan into the crook of your neck. "Kitten...behave."

You winked at him, teasingly brushing your fingers along the hem of his sweater and back down. He quickly took your wrist in his hand, inching forward and pinning you against the wall as he whispered.

"As much as I would love to do this here." His eyes were half-lidded with desire as he took in every curve of your body to memory. "And believe me, I do...we have to go; we have dinner reservations." You sighed in defeat as Charlie stepped back, creating space between you while gently releasing his hold on you. "Come on, we're going to be late."