quiet | smut

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sunday afternoon, 3 pm.

wyatt and i are in his bedroom, the sunset creeping through the half opened blinds, quiet moans and grunts are emanating throughout the room while wyatt is on top of me, both of us shirtless, his clothed hips grinding down onto mine while we kissed hungrily. his hand traveled down to my pant line, his fingers slipping beneath my waistband. "oh baby, i can't wait to be inside you" he said gently biting my lip - his words going straight to my core. "mm well then, what are you wai- oooohhh" i was interrupted by his two longest fingers sliding into me. wyatt bit the top of my ear before whispering "oh you like that, do you? well you're gonna be in for one hell of night y/n." i could sense the smirk on his face.

he harshly pulled his fingers out of me, sucking my juices off; the sight alone made me moan. "careful sweetheart, quiet down" he teased as he pulled my pants down my legs. god, the things this man does to me. "mm c'mere" i whispered pulling him into a kiss, one hand above my head the other on my boob. he let go of me and began to leave hickies across my inner thighs. "baby stop teasing" "last time i checked, you weren't in charge here sugar"

"dammit wyatt"

"shh baby let me make you feel good"

his head dove between my thighs, his tongue making circles and flicking at my sensitive clit. my hands wrapped tightly around his curls, moaning as he continued to please me. my legs started to shake, he knew i was close to releasing when suddenly; he stopped. "wyatt please" i begged, only seeing his eyes emerge from between my legs. "begging for me are we?" "please baby i need you" "okay love, if you say so" he hummed, gently caressing my face. he quickly pushed his pants to the floor, lining himself up with my core, gently pushing in.

the pleasure immediately overwhelmed me, a moan involuntarily leaving my mouth. his hand quickly slapping over my swollen lips while his thrusts into me continued. "shh baby you don't want us to get caught do you? you want my parents to see what a dirty little slut you are for me? huh?" "n-no" "good girl," his hand met my hair, pushing a few strands behind my ear. "you take me so well baby, you're doing so good" "mm please fuck me wy" "as you wish darling"

he pulled out, roughly flipping me over onto my stomach, pushing back into me, hard, grunting lowly as he did. i moaned loudly as my face was pushed into the bed. "baby remember what i told you." he tsked at me, slowing down his thrusts to a painful rate. i hate when he fucks me slow, i was way to riled up for this. i began to get irritated with the boy inside of me, "wyatt, jesus christ fuck me like you mean it! is that so hard?!" "oh you wanna take that tone with me? 'is that so hard' ha, you want it hard y/n, if you insist" with that he began pounding into me, fast and deep, causing me to scream into the pillow.

wyatt's hand landed hard on my ass, "i thought i told you to be quiet you slut, you wanna get caught? you want everyone to see you so submissive to me? you want everyone to- ah ooo sh- shit babygirl fuck" he was interrupted by a shiver of pleasure as he went deeper into me "ah d-do you want everyone to see you like this? back arched f- oh god for me? keep yelling and that's you get." i couldn't form words, the pleasure, the way wyatt was treating me and speaking to me was sending me over the edge. finally i caught my thoughts: "mm no please don't stop please i need you, i'm so close i'm so close wyatt please don't stop" wyatt began letting out soft and deep moans as he continued to fuck me into oblivion before flipping me to my back and throwing a leg over his shoulder. his hands tights gripping my waist. "i wanna see your pretty face when i make you cum"

my legs started to shake again as he began to rub his fingers over my clit, his dick hitting all the right spots inside of me. i bit my lip to keep myself from screaming out in pleasure although short squeaks left my throat. my nails dug into his back as his mouth connected to my collarbone leaving dark bruises all over. "fuck wy i-i'm cu- ohh oh" and with that i released, but he kept going. my back arched off the bed, my lower half now insanely sensitive. his mouth gaping open, his head thrown back as i clenched around him, my released wetness allowing him to slide in and out of me much easier. a few more deep thrusts and wyatt was cumming, his throat straining while he tried to suppress his moans. i moved my hands from his back to his face, cupping his cheeks and pulling him in for a passionate kiss.

we kissed a few times before he pulled away, pushing the sweat-drenched hair off of my forehead. "you did so good baby, you did so good. you- god you made me feel amazing" he said kissing my forehead. "how do you feel love," he whispered "do you feel good? do you need anything?" "mm no baby i feel great, you're always so good to me. that was amazing" i said placing a gentle kiss on his lips. we stayed there, him inside me, whispering and kissing each other while we regained our breath and calmed down. he caressed my hair, and kissed me all over.

"hey, love. you gotta go pee remember?" i hummed as he pulled out of me and walked me to the bathroom. he ran us a bath as i washed my hands. he climbed in, sighing as the warm water made contact with his skin. he spread his legs and motioned for me to join him. my back against his chest as we sat in the warm water, giggling and cleaning each other up; enjoying the others presence as we watched the sun continue to set on the horizon. we were in pure bliss, the post-orgasm glow emanating off of our faces. we got out when the water began to chill, he wrapped a towel around me kissing, the top of my head.

we changed into sweats and tee shirts, wyatt sat me down on the bed and gently brushing out my wet hair before going downstairs to get us some water and snacks. i heard his moms voice but i couldn't make out what she was saying. "i know mom we won't" i heard wyatt say as he climbed the stairs. "she told us not to spoil our appetites cuz dinner will be done soon" he said climbing back into bed and handing me a water bottle and a bag of chips. "i figured" i replied pulling him into my chest for some much needed cuddles.

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