princess treatment | richarlison

𝟬𝟬𝟳 princesa

‹3₊˚✧ ﾟ.

— third person.

THE WIND blew on the pair's bodies making them shiver. they had arrived at heathrow airport and now they were in london. richarlison could see his cold wife rubbing her arms to get some sort of warmth. he walked over to her and hugged her from behind and took of his hoodie to give to andrea.

"here you go baby," he whispered in her ear and she smiled greatfully.

"thank you, lindo," she responded giving him a quick kiss.

as they entered the airport, they went to navigate the check-in section of the airport. andrea clutched on richarlison's arm trying not to get lost. richarlison laughed at her gestures and actions but followed along with it as he tried to find the section.

after checking in, they found their mercedes benz and drove home.

they were exhausted resulting in a relatively silent drive home. richarlison's hand always rested on andrea's thigh giving it squeezes from time to time and his other on the steering wheel.

andrea was dozing off wanted to be home at once. and something about her being so tired resulted in her being so horny. something about richarlison going easy and slow on her delicate body made her feel tingles around her body.

andrea's hands rubbed richarlison's that was in her thigh.

"i need you," she said out of the blue and richarlison paused for a moment turning his head off the road and on the half-asleep lady.

"we're five minutes away," she whispered quietly, "i can't wait any longer."

"yes, you can," he groaned, andrea's hand palming his now hard-on through his joggers. "fuck, if you keep doing that-"

"if i keep doing that what?" she replied in almost and innocent manner but in no way did she mean it innocently. she left him be after a little bit as she saw they were nearing their house.

"perfect timing," andrea said once more, getting out of the car. she grabbed her bag and went inside without saying a word.

the first thing she did inside was to throw herself on the couch and place a blanket over her body. richarlison came in not long after her and laid down beside her.

"you're going to pay for what you did," he laughed and andrea rolled her eyes.

"okay, but not too rough, i'm tired," she smiled, inching closer to his face.

"fine by me, anjo," he agreed closing the gap between them and kissing her delicate lips passionately. his arms wrapped around her waist slowly tugging on her tube top.

he pulled her top off leaving her chest exposed. her nipples were exposed to the cold air and richarlison squeezed her tits playfully making her moan quietly into their kiss.

"you like that?" he teased, andrea's only answers were whimpers against his neck.

andrea sat on his lap and got up a little to pull her joggers down leaving her in her panties. richarlison reached down and rubbed her core through the thin fabric resulting her to curse.