(14+) Monty gator fanfic

Montys room

You look around at his room, things strewn across every inch.

" Well at least you know I wasn't expecting a guest." He walks over to the window and closes the curtain. You walk over to the couch and sit on it, making sure not to sit on anything. You immediately stand back up and look at Monty. He asks, " What?" He looks at you with a confused look on his face.

You wipe your fingers along the couch where you just sat, picking up a sticky white liquid.

You hold out your hand and spread your fingers apart. The white liquid stretching between your middle and pointer finger.

" Damm it." He gets flustered and cleans it off the couch. You giggle, knowing his secrets.

" Thank you." You sit back now and wipe your fingers on your shirt.

" Don't laugh at me. That's a perfectly normal thing to do." He growls, getting embarrassed. " So I have to charge. Uhh," He looks around, opens a cabinet and hands you a blanket. " You can sleep on the couch."

" But what if someone walks in?"

" True." He looks around the room and says, " There's a couch next to my charging station. " He motions to the door next to the couch.

" Well, lead the way." I say to him. He opens the door and walks to the end of the hallway with me following.

" It's not much but it's warm back here."

You look around, scanning the mostly empty space. You sit down on what you guess is a futon. 

" Goodnight y/n."

He climbs into the charging station, leaving you alone on the uncomfortable futon.

You cover yourself in the blanket and fall asleep.

Monty's POV

I stand there, thinking about her. How her shirt covered so much yet so little at the same time.

I climb out of my charging station slowly and making sure to be quiet. She faces the wall with my blanket covering most of her body. I sit down on my knees next to the couch.

The only exposed parts being her thighs and a small area around her neck. Oh how I'd love to touch her, to feel her submit to my every move.

She stirs and scares the shit out of me. I almost wake her up but she settles. I lightly trail my fingers along her side. Should I? No, she's a guest. A guest who is unlawfully beautiful.

She turns and faces me but doesn't wake. Just as I am about to feel her sides again, she whispers

" Do you have a reason or do you like what you see?"

She scares me a little bit but I go back to looking at her. She looks me in the eyes and sits up, letting the blanket fall off of her. I stand up in front of her and she looks up at me. Her face being directly in front of my waist

" Well princess, how could I not look?" I trail my fingers along her cheek.

" You're incredibly gorgeous."

" Well, what can I do to help you Monty?" Her fingers find the way to my belt

Your POV

You unfasten Monty's belt, setting it on the couch next to you. You run your hand along his pants, feeling him getting harder with your touch.

He grumbles and runs his hands along your head, forcing you to look up at him.

" Y/n why are you teasing me?"

" It's so fun watching you squirm under my touch."

You pull his pants down, fully exposing him. You take his solid cock in your hands, stroking him.

You look up at him. He sighs and leans his head back.

You start by licking the base of his shaft and lick to the head of his cock. You bob your head up and down. He grumbles and runs his fingers through your hair.

You put your hands on his hips to stabilize yourself. Once you do, he puts both hands on your head and thrusts himself deep inside your mouth/throat.

He speeds up rapidly then he slows down enough to feel like he's timing himself. He stops. Once he stops, he whines and your mouth fills with his hot sticky cum.

He pulls out and you lick the remainder of his cum off of him. You swallow.

" Wow, good job superstar."

He pulls up his pants and grabs his belt from beside you and puts it back on.

" That was fun."

You lean back on the couch, grabbing the blanket and covering yourself because you're a little chilly.

Monty sits down next to you, puts his arm on the couch behind you and pulls you into his chest, cradling you in his arms.

You lay your head on his shoulder and fall asleep.