Spencer Charnas One Shots

LXXX. Do It. [Werewolf pt. 3] *

* smut

I sat on my bed, typing out my resume. It was the final project of the year for Creative Writing. I had no idea what to write down. Qualities? Skills? Previous jobs? I sighed and tossed my laptop on the end of the bed, groaning. I turned my head to the door when it opened. I almost forgot Spencer was coming over today.

"Hi love. You look stressed," he chuckled and shut the door behind him.

"I am. I don't wanna write this damn resume.." I rolled my eyes and sat up fully. All he did was smile and put a hand on my leg.

"You'll do fine."

"Yeah and Mister Werewolf here is already done with his!" I exclaimed with a short whine afterwards. Spencer just shook his head with a smile.

"Want me to make you feel better?" he asked. I nodded and opened my arms. Spencer moved closer and I laid back down. He gently laid on top of me and started to kiss my neck all over. It was ticklish, but I enjoyed it none the less. A smile lit up my face until he started to tickle me as well.

"No! Quit!" I said through laughs. I accidentally jerked the wrong way which caused Spencer to bite down on my neck. He quickly pulled away and checked. I saw fear in his eyes.

Once he gently touched the place he bit, I saw his eyes soften. "Spence.." I sighed and looked up at him.

"I.. I don't want to unless you're sure," he confessed and sat up. I followed and sat up as well. "Plus you know what happens." He was talking about multiple things: the sex portion of it, the possibility of turning me, and the high chance of death.

I smiled sadly and took his cheeks in my hands, gently kissing him. He didn't wait to kiss back, slithering his hands to my waist. After a few kisses, I pulled away and rested my forehead against his. "I'm ready." He slightly pulled back. "Spencer I want this."

"Y/n, we haven't even graduated yet.. I thought maybe you'd wanna at least get your diploma.." he joked sadly. I shook my head and crawled into his lap, looking at him straight in the eyes.

"I know mating means a lot more to you than it does me. And even though I don't know what this means for us, what'll do to me, or.. well all of the other possibilities. But I'm ready," I said with a smile. "We can go slow if it makes you feel any better." I winked at him which caused a smile to form on his lips.

I leaned back in and just barely brushed my lips against his, waiting for him to make a move. He moved his hands around to my back and pulled me against him while pressing his lips to mine. I smiled into our kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck.

I gasped when Spencer moved us back so he was sitting against the headboard, giving him an opportunity to push his tongue into my mouth. I was almost completely submissive under him, not being able to fight back for dominance. I swirled my tongue with his before pulling away for air. "You're beautiful.." he told me while moving his hands up and under my hoodie. I helped him slip it off and I undid the back of my bra.

I couldn't hep but blush once it slid off my arms and he tossed it onto the floor. Spencer leaned in and gently kissed my collarbone, moving his kisses downward until he got to one of my nipples. Wrapping his lips around it, he moved his other hand into the front of my jeans and underwear, his palm against my lower abdomen. I bit my lip to try to hold back any noises that were soon to come.

I heard a small chuckle come from him once he pressed his fingers against my folds. I looked away and wanted to cover my face, but my hands were busy grasping onto his shoulders. Spencer slowly slid two fingers into me and moved them in and out. I was still biting my lip, most likely drawing blood. "I- It's not fair you're still dressed.." I said quietly with a smile. Spencer pulled away completely, removing his fingers as well, which left me feeling empty. I watched him carefully as he put his fingers to his lips and then slowly licked them off.

"Lay down," he told me. I nodded and got off of him, laying down. I watched as he slid his shirt off and then soon his jeans. I wasn't a virgin, but something about this made me feel as scared as I was my first time. Spencer moved above me and smiles, shoving his nose into the crook of my neck. I heard him gently breathe in as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans with one hand. He pulled away just to pull them off, tossing them aside like we did with our other clothes. Spencer gently dragged his fingers along my thigh before moving my underwear aside and pushing his fingers back into me.

"Oh!" I gasped when he did, looking into his eyes. A smirk was painted onto his face. He leaned back down and gently kissed my neck.

"Your arousal smells amazing.." he whispered.

"Stooop.." I whined out of embarrassment. He chuckled and started to pump his fingers faster. One of my hands grasped onto his back, clawing at it. He would heal within minutes. I pulled my knees up and spread my legs more, wanting to feel something besides his fingers. But I got a smart idea.

I took my other hand and placed it in his boxers, gently pulling out his length. I heard a groan come from him and I smiled, starting to move my hand up and down his shaft. "Fuck.." he whispered to me. I did this until I felt his fingers almost completely stop inside of me. I pulled my hand away and kissed his cheek.

"I'm ready," I whispered, gently pressing my cheek against his. Spencer lifted up and nodded, slipping his boxers off. I shimmies my underwear off and spread my legs the farthest I could. Spencer lined himself up with me using his hand and slowly pushed in. My back involuntarily arched, shoving my bare chest against his. "That feels so good.."

Spencer hummed in agreement and put his hands next to my head, slowly starting to rock his hips. Once he picked up the pace and was steady, a stream of moans were rolling off my tongue. "You're so tight.." he said through gritted teeth. I took his face in my hands which made him stop.

"Let it out. You won't hurt me," I whispered, kissing his lips. I could tell he hesitated, but once he started again, he was ruthless. I admit, I was in pain, but my screams were in more of pleasure than pain. I started to dig my fingers into his skin, so I swiftly moved my hands to his hair and pulled on it.

This was the most inhumane thing I had ever expected. He was going faster than I expected, pounding into me like I was nothing. He sat his head on my shoulder and I could hear the low growls coming from his throat. "Spencer!" I moaned out his name loudly, causing a louder growl come from him.

It wasn't long before I started to feel a familiar tingle in my lower region. From what he told me about feeling my emotions, he could feel it too. Spencer moved one of his hands and took mine, tangling our fingers beside my head. I had a hard time opening my eyes, but when I did, the look in his eyes was different. Animalistic. As he started to breathe out of his mouth, I could see his fangs.

I grasped onto his hand and looked him straight in the eyes, his changed yellow eyes. "Do it," I mouthed, not being able to speak normally. Something was holding him back, so I did the only thing I could have thought of, "Fuck! Do it Spencer! Bite me like you hate me!"

Just around that time, my orgasm had let loose. I tilted my head back and convulsed around him. Spencer growled before I felt the sharp pain of his teeth sink into my skin. I screamed, not knowing if it was pain or pleasure now. I felt him still. The last thing I felt was him release his orgasm inside of me, before I went numb and it went black.

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