♣️Call Me By Your Name♣️ Outer Banks Smut Book

Study Break - Pope Heyward

Word count: 1.4k
Description: You and Pope kept getting distracted so Pope decided to take a break and show you a good time.
Warning: Fingering, Oral sex

You genuinely wanted to get your grades up, weather or not it was because you cared about academics or your parents said if you didn't you couldn't go on vacation, you did. But, god seemingly enjoyed making it as hard as possible. There's no point in tutoring if you couldn't pay attention. When Pope was talking you started thinking about him whispering sweet nothings into you ear. You couldn't stop your self, sweet nothings soon turned into imagining his hands all over your body.

You mouth filled with the bitter taste of ink. You snapped out of your delusions when you realized the pen exploded in your mouth. "Shit." You exclaimed. Pope stared at you from across the table watching as you scrambled to clean yourself up. You met his gaze embarrassed. He laughed at your misfortune. "Oh shutup." You gave him a dirty look followed by a warm smile so he knew you were joking.

"A lil distracted there Y/n?" He asked catching you by surprise. You stopped turning your view to him. He had a smirk from ear to ear clearly satisfied with himself. You pushed a piece of hair behind your ear unable to look him in the eye. "No, I'm just-", you stuttered trying to make excuses for yourself. Pope raised an eyebrow. "Distracted?" He repeated clearly not believeing your excuses. You nodded biting you lip slightly. He reached across the table gently brushing his thumb over your lip. "You shouldn't do that." He reminded you of your bad habit. Little did the boy know that with his burning touch, your mind was racing to a million places.

You felt your breathes quicken as he caressed your cheek. His face a foot from yours. You stared into his eyes trying to push the inappropriate thoughts out of your head. You knew exactly what you'd be doing when you got home. You felt warmth growing in your stomach, butterflies fluttered. He looked back and forth between your eyes then to your lips. And almost as if someone had pulled you in to him you leaned forward pressing your lips to his.

He kissed you back letting you know he'd wanted the same thing. He pulled back making you second guess your assumption. "I-I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking..." you started to say as he shook his head. His eye pressed shut as he tried to focus on a single thought. He opened his eyes, the previous golden carmel, turned into a cold black. "No, don't be." He began. Your eyebrows brushed together forming a vertical line in between them. "I just have a thing going on with with someone else." He informed you. Your eye brows fell as you covered up your disappointment. You shook your head understanding his hesitance.

"I get it. You have priorities Po-" he let out deep breath interrupting you kissing you again. You pulled away from him confused beyond reason. You stood up with you mouth hung open slightly. "You just said that you couldn't?" You confronted his actions. He stood, as he slid out of the seat and up to his feet he towered you, the only space between your faces was the height difference. "Well, I guess I don't care." He announced, looking to you for approval. It felt immoral to let Pope kiss you after knowing he had other open ended relationships.

You surprised yourself obviously not caring as much as you thought you would, you rose to you tippy toes, you gently hooked your hand around the back of his neck pulling him down to make up for the left over distance. He planted a rough kiss on your lips. More agressive then the previous ones. He clearly had a craving, it seemed insatiable. As a he slipped tongue into your mouth, he explored every crevasse. He walked you back against a book shelf, his hand on the small of your back makeing sure you wouldn't trip. You slammed into the bookshelf with force yet somehow it was also gentle.

He grabbed your waist grinding it against his own hips. You took his face in both your hands, pulling him in tightening each kiss. He moved one of his hands right under your jaw, angling your face up as he leaned farther down kissing your neck. His hand that was on your hip slid down the back of your thigh then back up as he lightly gripped your ass. Your fingers ran through his hair as he found your sweet spot. "Pope, maybe we should stop?" You suggested breathlessly. He didn't stop though. "Why?" He asked in between multiple kisses.

You rolled your eyes not wanting to complain. "Someone could see." You pointed out. He pulled away from you with a look that said "seriously?". You raised an eyebrow confirming your concern. He huffed before taking your hand dragging you to a concealed corner of the library. "Happy?" He complained jokingly with a smile. You nodded with a grin before he leaned down into another kiss.

His fingers played with the hem of your skirt with promise. His skin against yours felt like fire. Your need for him burned. You took his wrist gently sliding his hand up your thigh. "Eager are we?" He laughed at how desperate you were for him. Your lips met his neck sucking on it vigorously. His hand traveled up your inner thigh, sending chills through your body as he got closer to your warmth. His fingers hooked under your panties, pulling them to the side. You let out a shaky breath with the anticipation.

He let out a laugh as he teased you making you wait for it. "Pope!" You whined. He massive finger slipped in between your folds. "Oh my." You whimpered. You grasped at his hair. His finger slid with ease, in and out, in and out. You let out hard, shaky breaths. He flipped you both around so your back was to the wall. You were trapped between it and Pope. You'd could feel each of his breaths. He pulled his fingers slowly out before his finger tips met your bud. With the slightest pressure you inhaled a sharp breath.

Pope giggled. "We haven't even begun yet." He teased. You look up to him making eye contact as he kept doing fast harsh figure eights on your clit. "I'm gonna make you scream." He promised. Your eyes widened as he removed his hand making you pant with disappointment. He grabbed your hips picking you up. You wrapped your legs around him. His hands gripped your ass hard. His lips met yours with harsh intentions. His tongue dancing with yours. He walked you over and sat you on a smaller bookshelf. His hand rested for only a second on you knee before pulling your legs apart. His lips never left yours, making it impossible to breath. He reached up your skirt quickly pulling your panties down around your ankles, so you kicked them off.

He lifted you up for only a moment to rip your skirt off. You let out a giggle as your hand traveled down his chest and over his rippling abs. He showed you a smile before lowering himself to you wet center. He lifted your legs softly over his shoulders. "This wet, for me?" He asked. You bit you lip with a whiny expression before nodding vigorously. His tongue quickly met your bud with such harsh force you couldn't help but let out a loud moan.

Your hand clapped over your mouth as you remembered where you were. "Pope, oh my god!" You whispered as you gripped the shelf. His tongue violently lapped around your clit making you see stars. You breathing was deep and heavy, audible. "Pope! God!" You screamed not caring who heard anymore. You gripped the back of his head, holding on. "I'm gonna cum!" You exclaimed. "Oh my god I'm gonna cum!" You moaned again. You kept your word. As he began tongue fucking you and rubbing your clit with his fingers at the same time you couldn't hold on any longer. "I-i'm cumming!" You warned before cumming in his mouth. He licked his lips, "delicious." He grinned.

"You wanna taste?" He asked. You nodded agreeing before he kissed you giving you a taste of your own cum. He was right you were delicious. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, that even the people down the street will feel bad for whoever's moaning so fucking loud." He explained as he unbuttoned he jeans. You were speechless. "I'm counting on it." You finally challenge. Popes smirk told you, you were in for it.