Phillip Graves One Shots (X Reader) 18+

Make You Feel Special

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based on Let Her Go by Don Toliver

fem! (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 926

Warnings: Sugar Daddy Graves returns!!!!, sexual tension, NSFW, pet names, little private in public moment (if that makes sense), pre-established relationship

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Being with the Commander of the Shadow Company meant having to attend many stuffy military balls, which of course, you were obligated to attend. Phillip was only able to convince you to go if it meant a full day of shopping and pampering. Graves being a simple man, was happy when you were happy, and if that meant spoiling you then he was more than pleased to do so. Days prior to the ball you and Phillip had headed to the city for a day of shopping.

"You sure you don't mind?", you smiled sweetly at him as you held one of his hands in yours.

"What kind of man would I be if I didn't spoil my girl?" he smiled back from the driver's seat, giving your hand a light squeeze. Once you arrived, Phillip made sure to open the door for you and help you out of the car. He tossed the keys to the valet before leading you into the Saks. This was something you had become accustomed to a long time ago, when you first started dating the Commander you protested at his urge to spend his money on you, but now you had learned to embrace it, he would much rather splurge on you than himself.

"Mr. Graves," one of the workers approached the two of you the second you entered the door, "We have your private fitting room prepared whenever the both of you are ready".

"Thank you ma'am", Phillip nodded back to the worker before refocusing his attention back on you, "I had them pick some stuff out before we got here, hope that's alright doll", his hand rested on your lower back as he pulled you closer to him.

"Yeah, that's perfect, thank you so much Phil", you leaned up to place a small kiss on his cheek as the pair of you headed back to the private area. Dresses, heels, and some suits scattered the rack waiting for you and Graves to try them on.

"Please let me know if you need any help", the employee noted before scurrying off to give you both privacy.

"Phillip", you were gasping at the dresses, and the high price tags, "This is too much",

Graves laughed, he was already slipping his shirt and jeans off to try on the suit. "If anything darlin', it's not enough, go 'head and try 'em on for me"

You hesitated before giving in, slipping off your jeans and shirt. You skimmed through the dresses on the rack before landing on a floor-length black gown. Phillip was checking himself out in the mirror fixing the bowtie that had been laid out for him to try on. You stepped into the dress pulling it up before turning towards Graves',

"Zip me?" you smiled at him,

"Of course, turn around doll",

You followed his instructions as you turned around, and gathered your hair exposing the back of the dress. You watched Phillip in the mirror as one of his hands rested lightly on your back and the other slowly tugging the zipper up. Despite having zipped up the dress he remained behind you.

"Everything okay back there?", you slightly craned your neck to see if something was wrong with the dress.

"Everything's perfect, just takin' you in that's all", Phillip breathed against your neck, his hands wrapping around your waist, pulling you into him. He bent his head down slightly, connecting his lips to your neck, knowing he was going to leave a mark. Your head rolled back giving him more room to continue his work.

"Phillip" you slightly moaned as his hands raked your body in tandem with his kisses, "What if someone comes in?"

"They won't, don't worry", he found his way back to the zipper tugging it back down, much faster than it had been done previously. He allowed the dress to cascade to the floor around you. "Looks much better on the floor", he laughed as he pulled you back into him.

Feeling a little unmatched, you attempted to undo Graves' bowtie, to which he tutted a finger, "It's all about you baby", he whispered before grabbing your hands and leading you to sit on the chair that awaited you in the corner of the fitting room. Phillip kneeled down in front of you, placing sporadic kisses on your bare legs, and arms.

You could feel yourself melting into his touch, every kiss made you twitch with impatience. The Commander suddenly stopped his kisses and placed one hand on each knee, pulling them apart to reveal yourself to him.

"I like these" he mumbled as he snapped the waistband of your thong against your skin, you could feel your heart rate pick up, it was getting harder to breathe the longer he teased you. His head went down in between your legs.

"Don't I make you feel special?" Graves whispered as he kissed your inner thigh slowly looking up at you through hooded eyes. You couldn't answer, you were too dizzy from the tension building inside of you. "You hear me?", all you could do was nod in response, your head tilting back against the chair as he continued kissing your inner thigh. "Answer me,"

"Yes", you managed to choke out, "So special Phillip, I always feel special when I'm with you",

"Good girl," he smiled devilishly, "Now let me make you feel special darlin'"

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