☆ Requested by Rqckin70s ☆
The year was 1986, and Van Halen had just gotten off their 5150 concert tour. To celebrate, you and your mom had decided to invite them to your house for some cake. But not just any cake.
Pound cake.
You, your mom, and the boys were sitting at the table eating the dessert with whipped cream and strawberries, but Alex wanted to keep it plain and simple. There he was sitting in front of you, white headband, messy hair, shirtless underneath his jacket.
You watched as he took the first bite and chewed slowly.
"This is some gooood pound cake, Mrs. L/N!"
"Why thank you Alex dear!" your mom said and tousled his hair before chuckling and walking into the kitchen.
All you could do, your fork in hand, was to eat up your cake quickly and try not to think about the gorgeous man eating the dessert in front of you.
Once you were done, you could just stare at him eat it up, his tongue running over the small spongy holes in the plain but moist cake.
God Alex.
Even the name "pound cake" sounded so erotic to you you couldn't help but fantasize about being that exact same cake that Alex was eating, having his tongue run over your pussy just like that. You licked your lips at the thought, while still staring at him.
This was the man that you were good friends with, and had fantasized about for so long that now it was overwhelming. You didn't even know what it was about him that made you so attached to him, but he was so damn beautiful that you didn't care right now.
You laid up in your room on your bed thinking about of course Alex, when, as if your dreams came true, he knocked on the door.
He came in and sat down on the bed next to your legs. "Hey Y/N."
"Hey Al. What's up?"
He sighed and ran his fingers along your calves. "Not much, just wanted to hang out with ya."
"Alex, I..I gotta tell you something."
"Hm?"
"I...I..."
C'mon Y/N, spit it out!"
"I LOVE YOU!"
He stopped and stared.
For a moment you thought you were screwed.
Then he did something unexpected.
He leaned forward, placed his hands on your stomach and kissed your lips.
He lifted your shirt up and off of you, kissing your stomach gently, making you shiver.
He then pulled you to the edge of the bed, your legs hanging off it before unbuttoning your jean shorts and sliding them off, leaving you in your bra and panties. He continued his kisses and caresses before kissing your heat through your panties, making you moan softly.
He then slid them off and looked up at you.
"Ya know, I enjoyed your mom's pound cake, but this is the pound cake I'm really after."
One sentence was all it took to almost completely break you.
He started by licking a long stripe, up your folds to your clit, where he began to lick and suck it gently, causing soft moans to leave your lips. You brought your hands down to his hair and ran your fingers through it gently, not able to form any coherent words or sentences as this gorgeous man ate you like his pound cake.
Then, he slid two fingers inside of you and began pumping them in and out, causing your moans to gradually increase in volume, his lips still on your sensitive bundle of nerves.
As soon as you were about to cum, he stood up and took off his jacket, revealing his bare upper half to you. He then peeled off his pants and boxers, leaving himself completely bare above you.
He wrapped your legs around his waist and thrust into you without warning.
The feeling of being filled up with Alex's large cock made you grip the sheets so hard that your knuckles turned white in the process.
He started thrusting at a slow pace, letting you get used to his size, before slowly speeding up a moment later.
He rested his hands underneath your armpits, giving you the opportunity to rest yours on his biceps. He pressed his forehead against yours, breathing heavily and thrusting even faster than before, making you produce choked noises underneath him, tears welling up in your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure.
He kissed you softly and stroked your hair, then grabbed your thighs and spread them even wider, hitting your g-spot almost immediately.
He came inside you with a loud groan, you cumming with him.
He ran a hand through his hair and stared down at you lustfully, his hands stroking your stomach soothingly.
"Y-you think I'm gonna get p-pregnant?"
His hand made its way from your stomach to your cheek. "It's okay, have my child. I'll take care of it. But I'll also take care of you."
Alex cleaned you up and got you situated on the bed again, covering your weak, bare body up with the blanket, him joining you soon afterwards. He then flipped you over so that you were facing him, wrapping a strong arm around your body, burying his face in your neck.
He kissed your lips softly. "I love you so fucking much Y/N."
"I love you too Alex."
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