☻- rodrick heffley oneshots

$-you look...edible. (pt 2)

___________heavy?smut!_________

y/n's pov:
the muffled music still seemed to vibrate through my heels and up to the tip of my ears, despite surreptitiously being swept away into the, now locked, secluded toilets.

rodrick's lips felt damp against me as he drew soft, sweet circles around my neck. my lips let escape a small whimper; his natural reaction became even more apparent, rubbing slightly against my melting  thighs. hard enough to ride my skirt so far up my legs, my underwear must've been creating a show for the toilet seat perched solidly behind us.

as of now, his pumping erection wasn't the only thing trailing up my thighs. rodrick's fingers neared the hem of my damp panties, his fingers fluttering across my wet patch and finally slipping underneath the cotton barrier i presently cursed myself for wearing.

"please rod ," i whimpered, my words entwining into one and floating softly into his ear.
"god y/n, you know you drive me crazy ," he replied, his breath shaky as he finally gave me what i wanted.
a let out a loud moan, louder than both of us expected and rodrick placed his hand firmly atop of my mouth, keeping me quiet for the moment. his fingers moved fast and skilfully. all of the alcohol was contributing too, my brain had become scrambled and my nerves  were overwhelmed. i could barely contain myself, my moans were so loud and i was becoming messy.
"baby listen, you're gonna have to keep quiet, or i have to stop. we'll get caught!" he said wearily with warning in his tone.
i moaned again, louder, as if on purpose. knowing he wouldn't leave me here without finishing the job, or finshing me for that matter.
"oh rodrick you know ," i gasped- his long fingers hitting an amazing spot- and continued, "you know that you won't stop, no matter what i do." his face twisted for just a second, i could've almost sworn i imagined it, and returned to his usual sexy glare.
i was starting to become overstimulated, all of my hairs standing up, my ripe nipples even more pointed than previously. i scratched and grabbed at his hands, legs beginning to lightly shake and i leaned my weight into rodrick's chest. my mouth was wide open, his hand still trying to keeping my sounds at bay, though not accomplishing much.
"o-oh my GOD, rodrick i'm gonna, oh my, rodrick, please, ohmygod i'm-"

what?!

i suddenly felt empty, cold. just as i was on the edge, so close, he had stopped. frustration nagged at me and his smug, yet still admittedly sexy, face wasn't helping at current as i sat down on the toilet seat, pulling up my panties as i did so.
"rodrick WHATTH-"
he cut me off, again! situation seem familiar to you?
"shhh! you're still making too much noise ," he joked and chuckled as he did so.
i tried to be angry at him, tried not to give in to his humour, but failed.
"see, it's not that bad. you're laughing again!" he replied, to my needless giggle at his stupid joke. i couldn't tell the authenticity, though. was he joking, or did he seriously think i'd forgive him this easily.

"yeah whatever okay but like, what was even the point of that?!" i was beginning to become frustrated again. looking back at a few moments ago, i thought, what did he even get out of that.
"oh baby, i will admit you did look so...edible ," he smirked "on the edge, just about to cum. but i had to prove a point, didn't i?"
i stared back at him, dumbfounded.
"wait what? what are you even talking ab-"

ohmygod
my stupid ramblings!

my face must've reflected my thoughts because he returned to me a silly tilted smile and helped me up off of the toilet seat; lightly caressing my cheek, i assumed, to rid the makeup marks.
"that's still annoying rod!" i protested as he made way for the door, my hand tightly in his.

"oh well, you'll just have to get me back next time"
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681 wordz.
heyy guys! so sorry it took me so long to publish another, writing just hadn't been my main priority for a while but i'm hoping to get back into this for you guys.
peace out 4 now!
-ta$ha☯️