Corpse_Husband x reader

Traffic

"Ready?" Probably."

The ride was quite long due to multiple traffic jams. We're in our third one now, which has lasted for an hour. "Why do people all decide to drive on the same road today?" Corpse said, slightly annoyed.

I opened my mouth to respond, but all that came out was a soft moan due to the stimulation. "Fuck~ Anyway," Corpse smiled at me as I tried to focus.

The traffic came to a complete stop, and I saw Corpse pull out his phone. Shortly after, I felt a more intense vibration. "P-please~" I moaned. "What do you want from me?" he teased. "Isn't it enough? Please. I- I've already come so many times..."

"How often?" he asked.

"Like... eight times?"

"You've got this then." He winked at me, maneuvered the car a bit, and then stopped. "I hate this..." he mur

"I t-think you like it... b-because of me~" I tried to sound normal, but it was difficult.

"Yes. You're a very good help," he said, placing a hand on my thigh.

-Timeskip because road trips can be quite boring-

"Hey guys! What took you so long!?" Dream exclaimed as he ran up to us with some others.

"Yeah, the traffic was really bad," Corpse replied while holding my hand, and I just nodded.

"Ah, yes, I heard it was getting worse. Glad you made it here safely," George said with his British accent.

"Okay, let's go in then," Sapnap said excitedly as he walked towards our rented Airbnb.

The vibrator was still inside me, but I had grown accustomed to the vibrations. I concentrated on walking straight and silently. It went quite well, so I decided to continue. The guys were exploring
the kitchen and living room area while I sat on the couch, finding it easier to concentrate and avoid making any noise. Suddenly, Corpse took out his phone while talking to the others, and I noticed the vibrations had slowed. I didn't question it and felt relieved to rest, even if just for a moment.

"HEY BITCH!!" Tommy suddenly appeared and walked right behind Corpse. "What's this!?" he demanded, snatching Corpse's phone out of his hands. I began to panic. "Why are there different levels?" Tommy asked, setting the device to the highest level. I bit my hand to stifle my moans. "WHY TOMMY! WHHYYY!!"

AND CORPSE IS JUST GRINNING AT ME!

"Are you okay over there?" Dream asked suddenly.

I just nodded while still biting my hand.

"Doesn't look like it," Sapnap commented.

"Corpse, what is this? What can it do?" Tommy whined, eager to know.

Dream, who had appeared behind Tommy, glanced at Corpse's phone and said, "Oh-" before bursting into laughter and clapping a hand
on Corpse's shoulder. "Man, just-how long-" he started wheezing. I tried to stay silent, though it was difficult. Corpse remained calm.

"Tommy, just... give it back," Corpse finally said.

"But what is it?" Tommy persisted.

"You'll understand when you're older," Dream giggled.

"But WHYYY?" Tommy whined.

"B-because," I said, trying to resist moaning loudly. "But you get it, right?" Dream asked me. I just nodded. Tommy reluctantly handed the phone back to Corpse, who immediately set the vibrator to its lowest setting.

"Thanks," Corpse and I said in unison.

"I'll just go to my room then," Tommy said, heading to his not-yet-decorated room.

"Me too," Karl and Sapnap said.

"Yeah, I think it's best if we all get our rooms done," George suggested.

"Or something else," Dream winked at Corpse,
who watched me with a smirk. I got up from the couch, half-tripping.

"Need help?" Corpse teased.

This little-. Corpse lifted me up and carried me to our new room. The mattress was in there- something, at least. He shut the door and pushed me, along with him, onto the mattress.

"I think you're done with the vibrator... for now~" he said before kissing me. He went down my neck and began to pull down my pants and underwear. "J-just fuck me already!" I moaned.

"Needy today, huh?" he teased, pulling out the vibrator and tossing it aside. I started removing his pants as well, and he eagerly allowed it. Once his pants and boxers were off, he thrust mercilessly into me. "Agh~! Fuck~" I whispered, my throat sore from the day's activities.

"I fuckin' love you, my little kitten," he murmured, thrusting deeply.

"I I-love you too. Fuck~ pup," I managed to reply.

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