The Singer (Lady Gaga x Reader) [ON HIATUS]

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We exit the shower together, hands intertwined, our bodies still wet as we had just briefly dried ourselves up.

Between giggles and sweet kisses, we make our way to the bedroom, where Y/n closes the door behind us and gently throws me onto the bed, my head landing on the array of pillows.

As I prop myself up on my elbows, Y/n gently pulls me closer to her by my ankle.

"You have no idea what you do to me," She growls as she starts to place kisses all over my stomach. "Makin' me feel like a goddamn horny teenager all over again." Her hands gently caress my sides as she goes to leave a mark right between my breasts. "Shit." I groan, throwing my head back into the mattress as she starts soothing my marked skin with her tongue.

She hovers over my body, her head going for my neck, which by now should also be covered with several marks and a breathy moan leaves my throat as I buck my hips against her leg placed between mine. "Be as loud as you want, darling." She encouraged, gliding the tip of her dick through my folds, before lining herself up to my entrance.

"Please." I manage to whimper out as she starts pushing in at a painfully slow pace. An intense rush of pleasure ripples through my body when her hips meet mine and we both moan at the feeling. She begins with slow thrusts, increases the harshness every now and then and when she hits my g-spot, mewls fall from my mouth as she continues to fuck me.

She starts working her thumb over my clit in circles, almost driving me over the edge, as both our moans grow louder and our mouths become useless against the other's. My hands find Y/n's back and I scratch her skin in my state of euphoria.

"You gonna come for me again?" She breathes into my ear. "Yes, yes! Gonna come, I'm gonna-" My words are interrupted by a loud moan of mine as she hits my g-spot again, sending me over the edge and the heightening amount of pleasure intensifies as she goes back to rubbing my clit, helping me to ride out my orgasm, my back arching and heels digging into the mattress.

Trying to catch my breath, I look up at Y/n, her wet hair stuck to her face as the moonlight seeps through the windows. Pressing a kiss to my temple, she pushes herself deeper into me.

"No more please, too sensitive." I breathe out, still catching my breath.

"Shh, just one more for me, I know you can do it, my love."

Before I can give a reply other than a nod, Y/n leans down and kisses me again, her cock bottoming out as our tongues dance together.

My eyes shut again when she thrusts into me and I wrap my legs around her waist. The rhythm of her thrusts quicken moans leaving both our mouths. "See that? So good for me." She growls.

Whimpering into her neck, she cups my cheek as her other arm reaches for the headboard of the bed, the trail of veins displayed along her arm. "So tight for me, love, gonna make me come." She moans, watching my lips release my clenched jaw and turn into a smirk. "Come inside me then." I breathe out.

She quickens her rhythm once again, making me whimper as a result of her actions and my hands find her back to claw on again, holding her as close as possible. Cursing under her breath, she rams her hips down, filling me up with every inch of her dick. Then, unleashing a throaty moan, she coats my walls with her cum, sending me over the edge in the very same moment and a pornographic moan.

We lay in each other's arms for a few more minutes, before Y/n gets up to get a cloth to clean both of us up again. "This never gets boring." I chuckle once we lay next to each other again. "How could anything be boring with you?" She flirts and I blush. "You're such a charmer. You related to Prince charming or sum?" I ask, giggling. "Maybe you should ask my Mom that." She jokes back, joining my laughter.

"I really missed you these past few days." She sighs, playing with my hair. "I missed you too," I say, humming.

"Hey, uhm. Do you have your poetry book here somewhere?" I ask after a few minutes of comfortable silence. "Actually, I have a little present for you." She reveals and quickly climbs out of the bed, disappearing towards the hallway after pulling out a pair of boxers from her drawer, not giving me a chance to react and once I have sat up, wrapping the sheets around myself so I don't get cold, I can already hear her steps coming closer again.

Hands behind her back, she approaches the bed again, before sitting down on the edge. She pulls something in a brown package from behind her back, a black wool string tied around it in a beautiful but simple way. "What-?" I gasp at the present. "Unwrap it, darling." She smiles, handing me the simple packed present.

I gently undo the ribbon and then carefully open the package. "Oh, my god." I gasp as I trace over the leather cover with my fingers. 'Human. Being.' is the only thing on the cover. I open the book.

"A collection of my favorite poems. And some of mine in between." I read out the first page. It's handwritten.

"You didn't," I say, looking up from the book. "Thank you, baby. You're the best!" I squeal, pulling her in for a silly kiss. 

A/N I know this one is a bit short I'm sorry!! I hope you liked it anyways. 

Love y'all

-L