Murderer x Reader. (Book two) (SCRAPED)

Eighty-One~

Archer's POV:

I watched Ms. Angela leave the room. Meaning I was finally going to get peace. I shut my eyes looking at the ceiling. I felt my muscles relax, only to tense up again. Milo had gotten up and rushed towards the bathroom. I groaned getting up and felt my head spin. I shook my head pushing through. I stormed over to the bathroom, "Milo! What did I tell you about staying in bed!?" I yelled. The door was open, and Milo wasn't vomiting, looking at himself in the mirror, specifically at his cheek. I stared at him for a moment. "What the hell are you doing Milo?" I asked staring at him staring at himself. "Ms. Angela kissed me." He said with a smile on his face. "And?" I said staring. "She's pretty..." Milo said like he was love-struck. I stared, "And you're ugly. Now let's get you back to bed." I said dragging him towards the bed. He didn't fight me this time, either. He just let it happen. I set him in bed, going into the bedroom. I looked at Y/N, feeling myself smile. I sat down next to them, making them awake. They looked around confused, yawning. "Huh..?" They said confused. I smiled sitting there. They looked at me smiling, "Oh... It's just you." They smiled. I nodded, "Just me?" I chuckled setting my hand on their thigh. "Archer! Your hands are burning!" They said holding my hand. They put their hand to my forehead, recoiling. "You're burning!" I nodded, "Milo and I got sick." They shook their head, "Sit here and relax." They started to get up, I grabbed into their hand, making them stay, "I've been up and around for the past three hours. I want you to lay here with me." They nodding laying back down. I climbed over them, bringing their face twords mine. Kissing them. Y/N didn't push away. My fingers found their way up their shirt, to their nipple, the pad of one fingertip  over it teasingly, and Y/N broke their kiss to let a breathy moan escape their mouth before reaching up to drag me back down by a fistful of my hair for another long, filthy kiss. I watched, enthralled, the sight. almost enough to make me forget the hot, uncomfortable feeling in the back of my throat and the pressure in my head. We hadn’t done this in quite some time. My eyes trailed Y/N's hand as they worked it underneath my waistband, tugged down until they exposed my hip bones and the little valley that led to my cock, then reached down to knead and squeeze at my ass. I growled into their mouth—then arched my back, pressing into their touch. Y/N climbed over a slightly-dazed me to gather the necessary supplies. Y/N starts riding me again, eliciting moans as they lifts themselves up until just the head of my cock is in them and then sinks back down all the way. I mutter curses under your breath as Y/N begins to rock faster backwards and forwards, my breathing becoming heavier as their pleasure surges, pace growing uneven and random as they focuses on angling their hips when they bounces down so I hit the sweet spot inside them. They clench around me wildly, and when they orgasms I feel it immediately - the convulsions around my cock almost sends me over the edge as they moans deeply, thighs quaking as they drags out their orgasm, slowing their pace to where they gently rocks above me. I chuckled slightly, "Done already?' I asked with a smirk. Y/N immediately begins bouncing at a fast pace, hungry for me. With the added lubrication from their orgasm my cock slides through with little resistance, their hot walls clinging to my cock and quickly hurtling me towards orgasm. Holding onto their hips I'm torn between slowing them down or making them go faster, stuttering, “Shi- shit, Muffin…” This only encourages them to go faster, taking me as deep as I can go with how much i were twitching inside them. They wrapped their arms around my neck bringing us chest to chest as they grinds forward, my cock nestled deep inside. It’s all I need to be pushed past the point of no return, mind going blank as my cock pulses inside, streams of white erupting and coating their insides as they continued rocking forward, milking me for everything I have as I adjust my arms to around the middle of their back, holding them close as I empty yourself. They groan at the feeling of being filled while my balls twitch and release, a long, drawn-out groan escaping my mouth. We both stay like that for what seems like eternity, twitching around each other until my cock finally dribbles out its last remnants, our bodies finally ceasing their movements as my senses return to me. When they finally do, Y/N is looking down at me, a pleased glint in their eye that makes me laugh as I rest my head back against the headboard, chest rapidly rising and falling as I catch your breath. They let out a pleased hum, hips rocking forward as they grinds me . I
My head shoots up in response,  Y/B pauses for a moment before rolling off and lying next to me, opening their legs as my release slowly trickles out of them. My mind churns and cock twitches when they turns to face me. They smiled looking at me. I felt myself smile back. They got up getting dressed. "Now, stay in bed and get rest." They said going out of the room. "You're sick afterall."