Turning red oneshots

(Smut) Robaire x reader

I knocked twice on the door, hearing a faint "come in" before turning the doorknob.

I peeked in, seeing Robaire flexing his stage clothes. I chucked, catching his attention. "It's too early to be in that."

He raised an eyebrow and smirked, turning to me. "Well, love, I wanted to see how it looked on me. What do you think?" He stroke a random pose, me smiling.

"Good as always."

He sat on the couch, spreading his legs. I only raised an eyebrow, yet feeling my face flush and my body grow warm. This man was literally perfect.

He fixed his posture, extending his hands and signaling them to me. I rolled my eyes and walked towards him, placing myself on his lap.

He smiled, bringing me down towards his face, a soft look on it. I smiled, closing the gap between us.

After a few seconds, he added his tongue, making me struggle slightly in the kiss. The kiss was growing hot and he seemed to enjoy it, as I felt a tent in his pants.

I pulled away, both of us panting and craving for more. "Your clothes are going to get ruined."

He clicked his tongue, suddenly having a firm grip on my hips. He slightly pushed me down, my crotch pressed against his. I bit my lip, him chuckling.

"I don't care about the clothes, I can just get a new pair. Don't leave me hanging." He pleaded softly, my face heating.

I turned my head in embarrassment, yet grounded my hips against him. He groaned, helping me move my hips.

He slowly dragged his hands under my shirt, squeezing my soft skin.

He threw me on the bigger coach, me now on my back as he towered on top of me.

He smirked, forcing my pants down, throwing them somewhere in the room. I covered my face as he softly took off my underwear.

He used another hand to pin my wrists, not letting me move them. I squirmed as he kissed my neck, my underwear no longer on me.

He unzipped his pants, making my body feel hot. I pushed him, sitting him down on the couch, me straddling his lap. He raised an eyebrow, eyes lustful.

He brought my hips down onto his length, both of our breaths hitching. He grabbed my waist, pushing me down as deep as he could.

I moaned, biting my lip to silence myself. He whispered curses under his breath.

I lifted myself, throwing my head back. I pushed myself down once again, both of us groaning.

He lifted my shirt, taking it off me. I began to bounce, his face flushed.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, smashing our lips in a hot kiss.

He suddenly pushed me down, lifting my legs whilst in the kiss. My moans were muffled in the kiss as he thrust harshly.

He was quick to go rough, me barely being able to keep the kiss. He moved his tongue sensually, me nearly losing my mind.

He pulled away, speeding up, both of us panting. I easily became a moaning mess as his thrusts grew sloppy.

"Holy— shit...You feel so good..." he muttered, making me moan louder. I suddenly felt a string in my stomach tighten, gripping the nearby pillow.

Finally, he quickly pulled out, his seed spilling out on my stomach.

He kissed my forehead, grabbed a blanket, and wiped me. He smiled softly as I got up. "Good girl, you did great."