HBC + character One Shots!

- Marla Singer | 'Coping' p3 (NSFW)

Here we goo!! lovezz_

Let's get into it ;)
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TWs: Drug use, Alcholism, body dysmorphia, PTSD in a way, a bunch of sad stuff ngl..
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-"Okey.."

I pushed her down in the sofa, letting her back softly hit the cushions. Without hesitation I leaned back down and captured her lips with mine, still tasting some of the saltiness her tears had left.

Her hands moved to my waist, keeping my body on hers. I lightly kissed her, not wanting to be rough with my movements. She hummed and let out a few soft moans as I traveled my kisses down to her neck.

So soft skin, she felt like silk. Her head leaned away to give me more space to kiss her neck, and so I did. I was careful to not leave any marks because I know what Tyler would do if he found out, not that he would..

She softly tugged at my hair, motioning my head to go lower. I hastily pulled off her shirt and to my surprise, she wasn't wearing anything underneath it.

My hands touched the skin beside her nipples softly, only ever brushing over them to see her reaction. I did not know fully what I was doing, but I'm sure she'd tell me if something didn't feel right.

My kisses moved down to her collar bone, tracing the the little bone that created a curve under the skin. Her back arched as she felt my touch on her upper body.

Her hands grasped my waist harder and I could feel her nails scraping the skin underneath my shirt. It felt good to have her touching me, but what felt better was her heavy breathing flowing by my ear.

I caressed her nipples softly, earning moans barely above a whisper. My lips close around them, moving my tongue over the little bud, causing it to become erect. Her fingers grazing my scalp, letting me know of how good it felt.

(I'm writing this in company of my mother, help me)

"Please y/n.."

In a rapid movement I moved to her other nipple, hastily giving it the same treatment before going lower with my mouth. I kissed just below her breasts as I fumbled with her shorts.

She helped me by lifting her lower body from the couch, marking us both raise our bodies. We somehow readjusted ourself from the couch into a standing kiss, letting the shorts fall down her legs with the help of gravity.

She reached forwards to my body, breaking our kiss only to take off my shirt. My top got revealed and I felt a little embarrassed in front of her, though I couldn't help but to feel safe in a way.

Marla POV

As I pulled their shirt off, they slightly tensed, looking uncomfortable with the action. I looked in their eyes for reassurance and found embarrassment among with fear.

A realization came that they needed this just as much as I, so I cupped their cheeks lovingly. They smile between my palms, letting their fear disappear from their face.

"Y/n.. it's okey.. if you don't want to, I-"

They kissed me with a little force, interrupting my sentence. My hands kept cupping their cheeks during our kiss and I felt their hands on my back.

"I want to, I just don't want to.."

Their hands motioned towards their own body.. I get it now...

(My Dysmorphia is deluxe by writing this xD)

"We can compromise, whatever your comfortable with.. buddy.."