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❤️Teen Wolf "You haven't seen anything yet, Babygirl."❤️

Brett Talbot - Smut

Reader POV

I walk to my apartment door with my schoolbag in hand. I search for my key but groan when I realize it's not on me. Of course.

I know exactly what happened. Brett took it. As always.

I knock on the door but I get no answer. "Brett." I say annoyed. "Brett! I'll call Lori!" I yell. I hear shuffling but no answer. "I swear to god Brett. I'll cut up your jersey!" I yell. He finally opens the door. "You wouldn't." He says. "Oh but I would, now open the damn door." I say. "Fine." He says and opens it.

I walk inside and put down my things. "Your hair is wet." He says. "Yea, it's raining." I say. "Really?" He asks, going over to the window. "Did you not hear it, even with superhearing I would expect you to hear it." I say. He shrugs and walks back over to me and smiles. He slides his hands around my waist as I take off my jacket. "Hi." I giggle. "Hi." He kisses my forehead.

"I missed you." He says. "I've been around you for the whole day, with you basically sneaking around the high school and all." I say putting my arms around his neck. "Yea and then I came here. And you stayed after hours blah blah blah." He says. "There's a test next week." I deadpan. "So? Why not wait until the night before?" He says. "That's exactly why your barely passing history." I laugh and walk to the kitchen.

I open the freezer and pull out pizza rolls just as Brett stands behind me. "What did you do while I was gone?" I ask. "Wait for you to come back." He says. I chuckle lightly. "Anything else?" I ask. "Binge watched Criminal Minds." He says. "Without me?" I scoff. "You were studying, remember?" He retorts. "Gimme." He says taking the pack and opening it.

I can't help but look at his hands as he opens the pack.

He puts down the bag and squats to reach into the cabinet below us to get a pan.

Damn, he got a dump truck.

He looks up at me with a smirk. "You lookin' at my ass?" He asks. "Maybe." I say. He puts the pan on the counter and picks me up making me scream.

"What are you doing?" I yell. He puts me I've this shoulder. "You'll see." He says and starts walking off somewhere. I kick and punch his back but he doesn't slow down.

"Where are we going?" I ask. "To the bedroom." He says. I start giggling. "Yes!" I laugh.

He laughs and throws me down on the bed. He pulls me onto his lap so I'm straddling him. Brett closed the gap between us quickly. "Someone's eager." I say. "You haven't seen anything yet, Babygirl." He smiles. I tug at his shirt and he pulls it over his head. I unbutton my shirt and throw it down, leaving me in my tank top. He quickly removes the thin fabric. He puts his hand on the back of my head and we kiss again.

He unclips my bra while I'm distracted and starts to tenderly massage my breasts with his soft lips. I moan at the contact. He slips his fingers around my waistband. "Take these off." He whispers. "Do it for me." I say. He flips me on the bed and pulls down my leggings. He runs his hands down my body, admiring my curves. He trails tiny kisses on my stomach as he looks into my eyes. Our lips make contact again as he pulls down his pants.

I buck my hips down, desperate for some kind of friction. "Not yet." He whispers, kissing my neck. "Please." I beg. I feel the smirk on his lips. He plays with my panties slowly. "I swear to god I'd you rip another pair of my underwear." I threaten. "Too late." He says and rips them off. "Brett!" I yell. "Shh." He hushes me, moving down to my soaking heat. His eyes never leave mine as he runs his tongue over my bud slowly, he rubs his finger against my slit making me moan his name loudly. "Brett!" I gasp. "Hmm." He hums. He inserts his finger and my hips buck down involuntary. "Ah ah ah." He says, leaning back up towards my face. "Beg for it Pup." He whispers. "Please, I need you." I beg. "C'mon puppy, I know you have more in you." He teases. "Please, Brett. I need you inside me." I beg louder. "Alright Alright. Calm yourself." He chuckles. "Take it away, Puppy." He stations himself over me, just so I can pull down his underwear. I palm him through his boxers and his breath shortens. I pull them down and he slides down and kisses me passionately. "Good job, Pup. Come sit." He says.

I crawl onto his lap, my back facing him with his hand on my hips, facing a body mirror we have in the room. He teases me with his tip slowly. I moan and lay my head back onto his shoulder. "More, Please." I moan. "Just be patient, Puppy, it's coming." He says, he licks my neck up and down. He enters into me slowly. "Brett!" I gasp loudly. "Shhh, Pup, just take it like I good girl." He whispers. He grabs my hair and forces me to look into the mirror. "Let me see your face while it's in you." He says. I look into the mirror to see my soaking core. I quickly try to squeeze my legs closed but he catches them before I can. "Not yet." He whispers, fingering slowly, making me buck down onto his cock. He groans into my ear and flips me onto my back.

He slams into me without warning making me scream. He keeps going, eventually slowing down. He thrusts into me, Slow, Hard and deep. "Your little pussy is so tight around my cock, pup." He groans in my ear. "Yes." I moan, my eyes roll to the back of my head, just as I clench around his length.

"I'm close." I gasp. "Not yet." He says. "I can't!" I yell. "Shhh." He hushes me. I feel him twitch inside me, pulsing. "Fuck." He moans. "Open." He says. I open my mouth and he spits. "Swallow." He says. I swallow and stick my tongue out. "Good puppy." He says. "Cum for me princess." He moans. I cum and scratch my nails down his back. "Fuck!" I scream. He doesn't stop thrusting into me. I wrap my legs around his waist before he can move back. "Does my little pup want to breed?" He teases. "Yes!" I scream. "Are you sure you deserve it?" He asks. I nod my head eagerly. "We're going to have to deal with the consequences." He says, trying to hold on for as long as possible. "I don't care." I say. He squirts his load into me and I scream. "Oh fuck yes!" I yell. My legs fall from around his waist and he flops down beside me.

"Baby names?" He jokes. "Shut up." I laugh and lay my head on his chest.