Adam Driver Characters x Reader OneShots

Body Worship

Clyde Logan x Reader

AN: Hello again, rats! I'm back and ready to post more of my mediocre fan fiction. *insert clown emoji* Today we have Clyde here to comfort us and let us know how beautiful we are. P.S you are all beautiful and don't let anyone else ever tell you something different.

Contents

- NSFW

- PIV Sex

- Oral Sex (female receiving)

- Vaginal Fingering

- Daddy Kink

- Praise Kink

Another day had passed. You got home early from work while Clyde would be coming home a little bit later on and throughout your busy day, you really missed him.

Every time you came home from work, you would always take off your clothes and then put them in the laundry basket and then after that, you would plan a new outfit for the next day but lucky for you, tomorrow was your day off. The thought of a day off tomorrow felt relaxing and exciting as that meant you could plan a little romantic day with Clyde which you knew he would love.

You were now walking around the bedroom wearing your bra and underwear while putting away some of your belongings and tidying up areas of your closet. You practically ran past the mirror each time you passed it as the thought of catching a glimpse of what your body looked like today made you feel uneasy.

As someone who struggles with their body image, each day was different for you. Some days you could look at yourself in the mirror and actually smile at how you looked whilst on other days you couldn't bear to take a look in the mirror as you didn't want to stare at the reflection of your body.

Today you didn't feel like listening to your mind and its attempts to bully your body. It was something that you just couldn't face today but perhaps tomorrow would be different.

You hoped it would.

You were looking for one of Clyde's band tees to slip yourself into when all of a sudden, you heard the distant sounds of the front door closing which was then followed by Clyde's signature pet name of 'darlin' he always had for you, finally making you crack a smile.

"I'm up here, baby!" You hollered.

"Aha, there's my sweetheart!" 

As the sounds of his footsteps began to ascend the stairs at a quick pace, you covered your nose and mouth with your hands, feeling yourself smiling against your palms. Your man was finally home and he sounded so happy to hear your voice and knowing that you were home warmed his heart. You didn't even realise that you were standing directly in front of the mirror when you brought your hands away from your mouth, slowly feeling your smile fading away the moment your eyes scanned down the length of your body.

There was a sudden whine that left your lips and when you attempted to move away from the mirror, you turned only to collide with Clyde's wide chest.

His hands immediately curled themselves around your arms and he seemed so eager and excited to see you. The happiest and most wholesome grin on his face was then suddenly wiped clean off as he realised you were upset about something or unbeknownst to him you were upset with yourself.

"Darlin, what's going on?" He was serious. His first thought was that maybe someone had upset you at work and if so he would march right on downtown to the office you worked at and would let them know exactly what happens if someone messes with his beautiful lady.

"It's nothing, really. It's sort of stupid actually." You flashed him a quick but not-so-genuine smile before trying to change the subject. 

"Um, can I wear one of your band tees? You know I like wearing something oversized."