𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍S • 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 & 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 [f.w]

dick brick hard like a metal

WARNING ⚠ smut content, alcohol use, jealousy sex, yeah

Boris's stare could burn holes in your dress.

Y/n was dancing with some random creep, he was getting closer, and closer to her grabbing her waist and pushing her butt to his front, his hands going lower, your hips swaying left to right.

Boris scoffed, rolling his eyes taking a sip of his alcoholic drink dimly aware that his pants were a little bit tight, he walked to you snaking his hand to the small of your back pulling you away from that guy.

"Would you excuse princess for a second?" Boris spat, pulling you closer to him, smiling.

He kept pulling you upstairs before closing the bathroom door shut, and locking them.

"What the fuck Boris? Why did you do that?" Y/n asked angrily, fire starting in her eyes.

"That was pathetic, he knew you wanted it so badly, it was pathetic" Boris snorted, chuckling.

"I mean, you should thank me, he could have done something to you, i mean come on he looks like a creep" Boris continued staring at your face, towering above you.

The height difference was actually pretty intimidating.

"And why do you care?" Y!/n spat back, looking up at him, smirk plastered across his face.

"Princess, we've known each other for so long, you could have asked me to help you instead of hopping like a bunny around here trying to find someone to, hm how do i say it, dominate you, give you what you need" Boris smiled, moving hair from your face, holding your cheek.

That made your legs feel weak, and your pussy throb.

"Right hotstuff?" He questioned lifting his eyebrow, leaning towards you

"Y-yes" you responded melting into his touch.

You closed your eyes, enjoying the moment, and you felt him lean in and kiss your soft lips.

You pulled away and stared at him before kissing him back.

He grabbed your waist, his hand going behind, unzipping your dress leaving you in your lacy panties.

When he saw your lacy underwear he swore, he could have came right there.

"All this for me?" He asked chuckling.
"Pathetic."

He unbuckled his belt, stripping down, leaving himself only in his black boxers.

He grabbed your hips whispering for you to hop as he picked you up.

Boris pushed his hand into yoir neck, biting it leaving hickeys everywhere.
He put you down on a porcelain sink, moving down to your boobs, running his thumb over your nipples. He snaked his hand down your body to your panties, feeling a wet spot that formed there.

"Aww i haven't even started and youre this wet?" He pouted, rubbing your clit through your panties.

"Whos pussy is this?" He asked, moving your panties to the side and pushing two digits in.

"Y-yours Boris, yours" Y/n moaned, scratching his back.

He pulled his fingers out and licked them clean.
He removed his pants revealing a huge member that his his lower abdomen. He pumped his cock a couple of times before aligning it with your wet cunt.

He grabbed your hand, interlocking your fingers with his and pushed in.
He moaned at the feeling of your cunt clenching around his cock.
His shallow thrusts were making your head spin. The feeling was unbearable.

Both of you started sweating as Boris fastened his movements, Your bodies colliding woth each other, his soft curls between your fingers. Boris was watching your face, the way you threw you head back in pleasure,shpwing off the hickeys he created.

"M-Moan for me Y/n, let me hear those pretty noises" He groaned grabbing the small of your back.

"B-Boris i-I'm close" Y/n moaned, scratching his back, moaning his name over and over.

"I'm close too krasotka"He replied, his thrusts slowing down, and his hips stuttering as he emptied himself inside of Y/n.

She winced as he pulled out, grabbing his jaw and kissing him.

" I love you Boris"

"I love you too Y/n, always and forever more.."

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A/n: This is an old draft i wrote in November, in a school bathroom.
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