his muse ; reader imagines

Dramatics ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x reader

Warnings: sub!xavier, making out, begging, hair pulling, friction, xavier c0mes in his pants

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Shoving your hands into his hair is his weakness. His knees buckled easing the stingy bliss feeling releasing a hardened moan.

Xavier was such a dramatic.

"Baby, love, please" his soft whisper seemed to echo throughout the dark library but reality it was the sound of his words going in one of your ears and out the other.

"Fuck, fuck, I need you" his whimpers went straight to your core, as you gripped his hair once again and continued kissing his whiny ass. He whispered some gibberish and let out strings of moans and groans. He really was desperate. You loved it.

"You're so needy baby" you said softly and in his ear. He jolted forward at the sound of your voice, as if he was so desperate he could just get off to the words you simply spoke. "I want you so bad, baby"

Many pants and begs left his mouth, "Please, please, Y/n, please!" his voice began to get louder, he clearly had forgotten where you guys were.

You kissed him hard on his lips to get him to shut the fuck up. "Zip it, Xav. Or you get nothing" you threatened as he held back a moan. Clearly everything you did had an affect on him.

Your hands roamed down his body, one of them going back to his hair while the other slowly trailed down his muscular chest that was covered by a tight fitted shirt. "This shirt makes you look like a whore, Xav" you said, your lips taking a brief stop from his but then reconnecting after you heard how those words turned him on as the others did.

"Mmm" he whined against your lips. Your boyfriend's figure was so tall and somehow you still always managed to metaphorically get him at his feet.

You grabbed him by the shirt, "I told you to be quiet didn't I?" your mean voice made him shiver. He quickly started apologizing. "I'm sorry, yes, you did, baby. I just can't, feel so good" his voice cracked at his last words and you could see in his eyes how much he needed you.

Your hand that sat on his chest slowly started tracing lower, "What do you need baby?" you slowly started palming his hard dick through his jeans, and he was at a loss for words. "I- I- oh, fuck" after not having any friction for so long, this was heaven.

"Mhm, keep whining, honey, see what happens" he quickly buckled his hips into your hand as you increased your speed. "That feel good, Xav? Right there?" you spoke, grazing the outline through his jeans, your hand and voice was more than enough to get him close.

"Fuck, fuck fuck, fuck, please, please" countless begs left his stupid mouth as he rutted his hips up against your hand. His head fell onto your shoulder out of pure bliss and embarrassment and it sent shivers down your spine.

"Go ahead baby. I'll take you there," you spoke, he felt the sudden urge to just let go right then and there, hair strands sweatily plastered along his hot forehead as his head rested on your shoulder in attempt to hide his pink cheeks.

"Baby, baby" he began whining more and you knew what he was doing, he always does this before he comes. "Mmph, Y/n please, please-"

You cut him off before he could beg any further, "Go ahead, baby. I'm right here. Let go," you knew how much he needed this so there was no point in overstimulation, that could happen much later when he was whining in your ear again. Right now all he cared about was you and how good you made him feel.

He let go with a loud grown followed by many breathy whines after, spilling into his blue jeans. You continued your actions until his breath slowly went back to normal and it was so good he noticed his hearing was only faint.

"Yes, baby, thank you, thank you, so so so much, Y/n" he rambled on about how much he loved you and how grateful he was for you and it made you smile "You're so welcome, love"