Robert Pattinson Smut Collection (Robert Pattinson X Reader)

Hot Neighbor 4

You leave to go to the building and see the work to be done; it looks fantastic; they've done so much.

Part of you is so embarrassed from this morning that you go straight home and close your kitchen blind. An hour later, you hear a knock on your door. It's Robert. He's wearing a nice. Button up and slacks, his hair is laying neatly, though it's still long.

You open the door, and he walks in the house past you, "hey."

You lock the door with butterflies in your stomach, "hey, Robert I-"

the look on his face tells you everything, "We can just eat in; it's not a big deal."

"I honestly can't believe this morning happened," you sit on your couch and pick up the glass of the wine you've been drinking from this morning.

He grabs the bottle unbuttoning his shirt, "Believe it or not, I had a shitty day today, too." he puts his shirt onto the back of the sofa and sits down in his fitting white tee. He takes a giant gulp of the wine from the bottle.

"damn, I'm sorry what happened?" You get up to grab two more bottles and another glass for him.

He goes on to explain that Gracies got cancer, and it's his Goddaughter, so he's trying to get her as much of the best help as possible. You discuss options with him and throw out the idea of throwing a social media gallery party for fundraising and awareness.

"you're brilliant," his British accent is a lot stronger when he's drunk. You're tipsy as you try to mimic his accent. "wow," he moves closer and tickles you, making you laugh hysterically.

"Oh god, stop, please!". You can feel your ribs beginning to hurt.

"that'll teach you to mock me, y/n." he hasn't gotten up from laying on you.

"I know you were looking forward to the dinner, but honestly, this was amazing."

He nods, holding up his weight to hover over you, "Still considering it a date, y/n. But you owe me dinner there." his cologne smells amazing, your head swirling with dirty things.

"what happens if I don't do what you want?" you giggle mischievously, rolling your eyes.

He puts some of his weight on you, lowering his body onto yours, his hand wrapping around your neck very lightly. Not squeezing what. "last week, you tried to connect to your headphones, and you connected to my speakers. Do you know what I heard?"

Your eyes open wide, then shut as you sigh, "An audiobook."

"mmhm, and do you know what I had to listen to for 2 minutes while you wrestled with the settings?" his thumb stroking up and down your neck as the other plays with your hair.

"oh my god,"

"The middle of the filthiest book ever, such a hot scene though."

"What does that have to do with me not going to eat with you?"

He chuckles and squeezes lightly around your neck, "I looked up that book, and I've been listening to it." you open your eyes to see his eyes have darkened, and his musk is casting some crazy spell on you. The feeling in the bottom of your stomach is an intense ass. You realize his cock is pressing against your gut, and it's heavy.

You take a deep breath in, and your eyes roll to the back of your head as you stroke your hair and let go of the grip on your neck. His skin is warm, leaving an imprint as the cold A/C air hits—your neck. Your hands grab onto his shirt, pulling hand fulls, your nails digging into his back a bit.

"that doesn't make me want to go out with you even more." his lips hovered over yours. "you must not have finished the book yet," his breath was vital with wine.

You hiccup, shaking your head, "I guess I should now; it got boring."

"yeah, there definitely a." he pulls his head back from you, trying to kiss him. You gasp dramatically, letting go of his shirt in a joking manner. You cross your arms in the empty small space between you. he buries his face in your neck, inhaling deeply. He groans, nibbling your ear.

"you're a fucking tease, Robert," you giggle as everything he's doing tickles.

"I'm being respectful, y/n," his forehead sits on yours, his eyes closed as you can feel his heart hammering. He takes deep breathsbreaths, pullss your arms from across your chest,, and lays back down on you.

"Don't be," you see his eyes low. The chuckle leaving his throat was dark but short.

"let's eat, and I'll go home. I need a cold shower."

He orders food, and you eat on opposite sides of the couch.

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The next day, you make it a point to finish the audiobook; there's only an hour left.

After you finish it, you sit in amazement at what you heard; the story turned around a lot! Was Robert saying that if you did go out with him, he would do those things to you? fuck that's quite scary.

Robert wants to try again on Friday night.

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He rings the doorbell, is he- is he holding flowers?

You swing the door open, and he looks so damn good; his cologne wafts through the door, and you can feel your legs about to give out.

"Damn, you look incredible," he looks you over as you let him in; he's only seen you in work clothes and sweatpants or naked across windows.

"same to you, " you put the flowers in the vase you'd just cleaned out today, You roll your eyes and shut the blinds to your kitchen.

"That vase was looking so empty," he pushes up behind you at the sinks as you collect the cuttings from the stems. His coils are already complex as hell wtf.

"mmm yeah, I usually go on Saturdays to get more," his hands wrap around your waist. His face buries into your neck, and you reactively grind back into him. "you won't kiss me, but you'll dry fuck me over my sink?"

"I'd rather have blue balls through dinner and be able to kiss every inch of you after it for as long as you want me to."

"holy shit," he now grinding in rhythm behind you, and his cock is solid against your ass as you bend forward just a bit to feel it against your pussy. It's been so long god damn.