Kitchen (male reader)

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You currently just got off work from filming Legacies. It was a long and tiring week but it was finally over. All you wanted was to chill with your girlfriend, eat snacks and watch movies on this fine afternoon. To get said snacks you needed to pick up some food because all you had was healthy stuff and right now you were craving unhealthy stuff. Like chocolate covered pretzels, chips and some popcorn. But little did you know you when you went home you weren't exactly in for a chill, cozy afternoon.

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"Uh Kaylee? What is all of this?" "We thought we would have a little get together to celebrate surviving another long and insufferable week. Why, what's wrong?"

"Oh nothing. I just thought I'd come home to have a nice relaxing weekend with my girlfriend. You know watch movies, eat and cuddle all day and night. Then do it all over the next day." "I'm sorry I should have told you but we can still do that just not today. Let's celebrate today then tomorrow we can do what you want, ok?" "Ok." "Yay! Now go put your trunks on so you can chill with the rest of us." "Alright."

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"Babe!" Your voice called out over the din of conversation and music playing in the house. Most of the guests were on the back porch or in the pool. The only traffic into the house was people going to change in swimsuits or use the restroom.

She turned and smiled as you made your way towards them. "Honey?" she responded. You wrapped your arms around them and kissed their lips.

"Oh yeah by the way we are out of snacks."

Your brow furrowed. "Already? I just bought some."

"The squad may have used some as projectiles." she confessed.

"How many?"

She squinted at you. "All of them."

You sighed. "An adult child, that is what you are." Kaylee followed you towards the kitchen only to be interrupted by Quincy popping his head into the house.

"Y/n!!" he yelled, startling you.

"AH!" You yelled. "Damn it, Quincy!"

"Cannonball contest. You in?" Quincy hooked his thumb over his shoulder.

You glanced over at them expectantly. She pushed you towards the door. "Go, I will take care of it. You deserve to have fun. The squad and I have put you through enough trouble already."

"Love you, baby." You kissed their cheek while stripping off your tee and running out to the backyard.

She busied themselves coming up with remaining snacks in their house to keep the guests fed while enjoying the music and the muffled splashes and laughs from outside. Life didn't get much better than this.

"Miss me, babe?" You growled in their ear from behind, your body wet and cold against their back.

"Y/n!" she shrieked. "You are fucking freezing." She pushed at your shoulder, doing little to move you away.

Your beard tickled their neck. "I can think of one way to warm me up." Your fingers slipped inside their bikini bottom, teasing their folds.

"Stop!" she hissed, your finger slipping inside of them. "Someone will see or hear."

"Not if you keep quiet and stay behind the counter." You fumbled with your swim trunks. "What happened to my adventurous girlfriend?"

"She.. ah..." she moaned as you pulled their bottoms to the side and pushed inside of them.

"You're so tight, babe." You purred into their ear. "And wet. Does it turn you on knowing that any moment one of friends could see us." You thrust hard into them, their hips pressed into the counter, hurting every so slightly. "My cock buried inside of you."

She leaned over the counter, allowing you to thrust even deeper inside of them. As you pounded into them, small whimpers and moans escaped their lips. Their release teetered close.

"Y/n?" Quincy called out, thankfully from the door.

You thrusted into them and covered their mouth, continued to pound them into the counter.

"Quincy? What you need, bro?" She moaned as she could feel their orgasm washing over them.

"Just wondering whats keeping you. Everyone's waiting on you to play beer pong." She thanked the gods Quincy didn't walk in at the moment with their mouth wide open as she came around their boyfriend's cock in the kitchen.

You grunted as you spilled into them. "I'm coming!" you yelled or rather moaned.

You breathed heavily and slumped against them. She overheard the door shut and you removed your hand. You pulled out of them and tucked yourself back into your swim trunks. She readjusted their bottoms and quickly tossed the snacks into a bowl. You gave Kaylee's ass a quick slap.

"Let's go play some beer pong."

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