Phillip Graves One Shots (X Reader) 18+

Fetish

Based on Fetish by Selena Gomez

fem! reader (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: NSFW, FWB, swearing, pet names, tad OOC (for plot), lowkey mommy vibes idk how I got there, mention of General Shepherd jumpscare warning LMFAOOO

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You bent down picking up your previously discarded shirt, Phillip had almost torn it off you earlier, thankfully it was still in one piece. As you slipped your shirt back on Graves was still lying in the bed as he watched you.

"You don't have to leave ya know?", he sat up in the bed, leaning against the headboard. The Commander was shirtless, the sheets covering his lower half only allowing the hem of his boxers to peek out. His eyes continued to follow you around the room as you got dressed, now slipping on your jeans.

"It's friends with benefits Graves, no reason to stick around", you laughed, throwing him a wink. Phillip just shook his head, you always reminded him that this wasn't something serious, it was just sex, despite him trying so desperately to make it something more.

"So will I be seeing you tomorrow doll?"

"Tomorrow? So soon Commander?", you glanced over at him.

Whenever you addressed him by his rank he could feel himself melting. You had become his new infatuation, consuming his every thought. Surprisingly you were the one who had proposed the current arrangement, to you it was just casual sex, sure you thought Graves was attractive and he was good in bed, but that was it. To Phillip Graves, it was so much more, and he was falling for you.

Over time during the arrangement, Phillip had found himself more and more drawn to you, like you were a magnet pulling him close. He had started coming up with excuses to be near you, talk to you, anything just to see you.

You weren't blind to how Phillip was feeling, it was extremely evident in his behavior. Something about his obsessive behavior turned you on. You had the Commander of the Shadow Company, and he was ready and willing to do anything for you.

The next day Phillip had convinced you to come check out something in his office, probably a new name placard or chair, something to get you alone you figured.

"You're awfully needy, you know that?", the pair of you were walking through the halls toward Graves' office.

"You make me that way," he looked you up and down slowly making sure to take in every angle of your body, everything in him was begging to get you alone in a room.

Finally reaching the door, Phillip fiddled with the keys before swinging the door open letting the both of you in.

"You know, if you want to fuck, just ask", you laughed as Graves let out a nervous cough shutting the door, and twisting the lock to ensure no one would come in. "You're 'fuck me eyes' are very telling Phillip", you went on continuing to tease him.

Graves walked towards you, instinctively you walked backwards bumping into the desk behind you. His hands grabbed your waist, propping you up on the wooden surface.

"You really want me to ask?"

"Yeah I do," you looked up at him, fiddling with the buttons on his shirt, his hands still firmly on your waist.

Phillip leaned down to your ear, slowly biting on your earlobe, then whispering, "Can I fuck you?"

"Only since you asked nicely", you began to unbutton his shirt, which felt agonizingly slow for Graves, you made sure to take your time with each button. You could feel the Commander's impatience leaking off him as popped your jeans button, and unzipped the zipper. He tugged the fabric down, you shifted on the desk to help him with removing the jeans.

You finally finished unbuttoning Graves' shirt, your hands snuck around his torso as you felt his muscles, sneaking your hands up his chest and down his arms, peeling the shirt off in the process. Phillip pushed himself in between your legs, his hard cock resting against your heat as his hands explored your body. His lips had found their way to your neck, placing kisses sporadically all the way to your collarbone.

Just as Graves started to pull your shirt over your head, a knock was at the door followed by the doorknob jiggling.

The muffled voice continued to knock as they spoke, "Commander Graves? Hello? Are you in there? I have General Shepherd on the line, he needs to talk to you immediately",

"Fuckkk", Phillip groaned into the crook of your neck, "Yeah I'm here, give me a minute, I'll be right out", he stepped back from you, attempting to adjust his very obvious erection. "Now look what you did doll," he laughed at the predicament you had both found yourselves in.

"I don't know what you're talking about Commander Graves," you smirked as you shrugged, jumping off the desk and grabbing your jeans that were crumpled on the floor. "Good luck with that meeting, yeah?"

"I'll need it after this mess", Phillip slipped on his button-up, attempting to button it back as quickly as he could.

The doorknob jiggled again, "Commander Graves, are you alright, is there someone in there?" the voice outside the door spoke up again.

"Soldier, I will be out shortly, wait down the hall", Phillip's tone was drastically different when speaking to others than when talking to you. You almost blushed at the thought, before bringing yourself back to reality.

"Leave after me darlin', don't want anyone gettin' any ideas", you nodded, "How do I look? Presentable?",

"Hmm, you look like you just got blue-balled by the General," you walked up to him, straightening out his shirt, letting your hands rest on his chest.

"Promise I'll see you later?" he brushed your hair behind your ear.

"Yeah, I'll see you later", you whispered as you smiled weakly back at the Commander. He grabbed your hands off his chest giving them a light squeeze before heading out the door, winking back at you as he left.

Later that night you found yourself about to drift off to sleep till a knock disrupted your peace. You slowly got out of bed as you sauntered towards the door.

"Take all the time you need princess", Graves' voice was muffled from the other side of the door.

"Keep talking like that Phil and I'll leave you out there", you laughed as you opened the door, allowing Phillip to come in.

"I think you like me too much to keep me in the hall", Graves' hands drifted across your waist as he walked past you.

"I think I like your dick too much to leave you in the hall", teasing Phillip was almost too easy. He laughed in response before sitting on the bed motioning for you to join him. Instead of sitting next to him, Graves tugged you over so you were sitting on his lap.

"How was that very important meeting"

"Boring as hell, how could I stay focused knowin' you were waitin' for me doll", his lips had found your neck once again, this time he was much more impatient.

"You always come right back to me, don't you?" your hands draped around his neck as he continued his work on your neck.

"You are my fetish darlin', I'll always come back for you"

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