Murderer x Reader. (Book two) (SCRAPED)

Chapter Fifty-Three~

Man, and I really thought I could go a little more without writing smut. Oh well. I enjoy writing this. I went over the 1,000-word limit I put for myself, but, oh well!~

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️

There is Smut involved with this chapter! Continue at your own risk!

Second Person POV:

"You should really tell me when you're feeling like this..." You said sitting back down on the desk. "You know I'd stop whatever I was doing to help you." "I knew you would" He replied, winking. "Someone's confidence is too big to handle" You teased, running your hand down his chest. "Oh, I can give you something too big to handle if you really want it, Y/n" He said, his voice rasping to add effect. "Try me, Reed." You answered confidently, surprising yourself with your tone. He licked his lips, sitting up to look at you more. "How do you sleep at night, Y/n?" "Much better in the arms of muscled authority" You replied, leaning forwards. His head fell slightly, dimples showing on his face. When he looked back up, his eyes were stuck looking at your lips. His eyes darted lower, checking your body out with no hesitation. "Reed, how unprofessional can you be?" You asked, only sitting closer to him. "As unprofessional as you want, love." He answered, tilting your head up so he could admire your neck. You smiled chuckling, "You're bad Reed..." "Oh, and you're not?" He smirked asking. The tension between you two was feral. You wanted him to rip your clothes apart, let him see all the vulnerable parts of you. "I've never disobeyed you have I?" You answered softly, your breathing intensifying. His face visibly changed, that joking grin slowly becoming parted lips. "Why don't we see how good you are at following orders then?" He mumbled, his voice rasp. He brought his hand up to your neck, gripping it gently. He pulled you forward, just barely brushing his lips to yours. The teasing was sending your body into overdrive, you wanted to feel him all. "Oh, please..." "Uh uh, Y/n. Be a good..." He answered, his other hand suddenly at your side pulling you closer. And with that, he finally kissed you properly. You went soft at his gesture, your body weak. You let him kiss and dominate your mouth, supporting your body up. "Now sweetheart, why don't you take off those tight clothes?" He asked, slowly pulling away from your lips. You were still dazed, your face flushed. "O-Okay..." You choked, guiding yourself off the desk. You tried to reach the zipper, only to be off. He chuckled from his chair. "Need some help, love?" "Yes please.." You smiled nervously, clasping your hands together. He got out of his chair, moving behind you. You could feel him so close, his presence so announcing. He gripped your waist, pulling you against his front. He groaned down your ear, letting his hands roam your body. "God, you look stunning in this outfit, Y/n..." He mumbled, his lips pecking down your neck softly. You whimpered, not really meaning to in response. He smirked, pulling the zip down. You heard his intake of breath as you let the outfit fall down to your ankles. At least those pretty undergarments came in good use. "Fuck, Y/n.." He grunted, sighing. You turned around to him, stepping out of the small clothes pile. You let your shoes fall off gently, padding down even more short then him. "What is it?" You asked, trying to act confident and brazen while concealing your eagerness. "I mean look at you. You're practically glowing, love" He answered, his eyes glancing all over. You shifted from one foot to another, pursing your lips in waiting. He stepped forward, leaning down to inhale near your neck. Immediately your hands went up to his neck, holding him tightly. He just continued barely brushing against you, his hands fiddling with the back of your underwear. "May I?" He asked, looking at you with heat in his eyes. "Please..." you practically begged. He got on his knees, softly palming your legs apart. He gently kissed up your thighs, grunting at the response to your fluttering gasps. "I can already tell.." He humoured, taking his hand and rubbing it gently to your clothed part. "You're wet" You couldn't keep eye contact with him while saying that, you felt yourself giving way. "God, you're intoxicating.." He groaned, leaning his head up to your undergarment. He kissed them, teasingly biting the band. In a swift movement, he pulled them down, licking his lips as he saw you finally vulnerable. You looked down at his hunger, gently touching and pulling at his hair. "Please just.. do something" You begged, widening your legs even more. He bit his lip, gripping your hips. He licked and sucked, making sure to get everything right. He was positively destroying any purity that would've been left, making it obvious that you were his property. "Ohh, please!" You cried, grasping his hair so hard it must've hurt. He grunted as he licked, his eyes lidding. He pulled away, taking his hand and harshly playing with you. You could hear how wet you were, it was humiliating. He licked his lips, looking up at you with confidence and pride. He winked, "Now, how about we get you on that desk? You don't look like you're able to stand for much longer, poor angel.." He asked. You nodded breathlessly, falling into his strong chest. He sucked his fingers, his other hand holding your hip. "Come on Muffin, hold onto me" He mumbled, lifting you up. You lay against him, taking a deep breath and trying to regain some posture. He placed you on the desk, letting you breathe for a second. He started to remove his own clothes, starting with his shirt. The sheerness of his shirt was finally being removed. You watched in a happy daze, seeing that toned chest you had already seen so many times in training close up. He managed to get off his trousers and socks quickly, aware of your intent eyes on him. "Take that top piece off now," He mumbled, fiddling with the watch around his wrist. You did as you were told. He reached out and placed it down, not wasting time as he pinned you. "Now Muffin, you okay?" He asked gently, making sure to check you. "I promise. I want this so badly, Reed." "Tell me if anything's too much love," He grunted, before positioning the tip of his cock by your softness. "My pretty Muffin, aren't you?" You opened your eyes, slightly adjusting to the foreign feeling. He kissed and pecked your lips, making sure you were okay. "Now I'm going to move, tell me if it's too much." He mumbled, a slight choke in his voice. You could tell how badly he just wanted to ram inside of you and fuck you his way. "Go as hard as you want. I can take it." You whispered into his ear. He looked at you for final confirmation, his eyes hard and punishing. He fucked into you hard, his hips grinding into you so hard that you moved up. You practically screamed, your voice pitched and begging. "Oh, Archer!~ Fuck yes!" "You're so tight, Muffin, Fucking god-" He repositioned you quickly, pulling you up. He sat you down on his cock, as he supported himself up. "You know what to do..." He grunted, kissing your neck so harshly you were sure there would be several marks. You bounced your hips as best you could, using him as support. He grunted, kissing and licking you wherever he could. "Archer, please!" You cried, feeling how deep he was inside of you. "Oh fuck muffin, I needed this.." He grunted, biting down on your neck and moving down to your collarbone. "I'm yours, Archer!~" You cried, bouncing somehow harder. He trapped your hips down onto him, not letting you bounce anymore. He began to torture you, barely moving inside of you anymore. With the slight movement inside you and the overstimulating feeling, you knew you were close to cumming. "Come on Muffin..." He mumbled, kissing your neck through it all. You breathlessly moaned his name down his ear, your lower body shaking desperately. "Archer!~" You cried one final time, your body letting your orgasm release. He grunted lowly, his orgasm happening not long after yours. Feeling him fill you up inside was such a surreal feeling, but it definitely was not disappointing. You fell back onto the desk, feeling his cum drip your inner thighs. "How long has it been..?" He smirked asking. "A...A long time." Is all you could get out. He smiled, "I missed this..." You smiled slightly, "I did as well..."