Phillip Graves One Shots (X Reader) 18+

Make Luv

based on Make Luv by Brent Faiyaz

fem! (no use of Y/N)

Word Count: 797

Warnings: SMUT, pet names, hate sex?, NSFW, unprotected p in v, pre-established relationship, love/hate relationship

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The hallways were empty as you wandered back to your room after a long mission, the sound of your boots hitting the concrete floors echoed through the corridor. The routine had become mindless as your feet followed their typical path.

"Sarge," the voice tore through the silence, you continued to walk down the hall, not stopping for a chat, "Would you slow down?" you could hear him picking up his pace, "That's an order,"

You stopped, slowly rotating to face the Commander as he finally caught up to you, "What?"

"Why don't we go talk in my office, yeah?" he slinked an arm around your waist tugging you closer to him.

"Do I have a choice?" you shivered, shaking his hand off your waist.

"Not really," he smirked, "Come on doll," he walked ahead a few steps before slipping his keys into the lock and twisting the handle open. He pushed the door open and motioned for you to head in.

"Don't call me that," you mumbled as you walked past him, and into his office, finding a spot on the couch that sat across from his desk. Graves leaned up against the front of the mahogany wood, crossing his arms as he eyed you up and down.

"You didn't seem to mind it the other night,"

"Oh shut up," you crossed your arms in front of your chest to match him as you leaned back into the cushions. He rolled his eyes as he pushed off the desk to stand in front of you fully. "What do you want Phillip, why am I here?"

Using a finger he tilted your chin up towards him, "Didn't get to see you much today, missed ya, that a crime?"

"When it's you, yeah," you scoffed. Phillip moved to grab a chair, shuffling it over to have it sit in front of you. He sat in the chair leaning back, spreading his legs out.

"Why all the games?"

"What games?"

His hands moved to his temple, rubbing it slowly, "You'll be the death of me, you know that?"

"We can only hope,"

"Oh c'mon now," he smirked, "You're lucky I saved your ass today,"

"You only saved me because if died, you'd have no one to fuck,"

"Got me there,"

Your hands rubbed your jeans as you looked around the office, "Well if that's all," you stood up heading towards the door.

"Slow down there," Graves jumped up, jogging over to the door, "Didn't you hear that I missed ya?"

"I did," you sucked your teeth, looking the Commander up and down, "Prove it,"

"Well, you gotta let me then,"

"Go ahead Phil,"

Once the words left your lips he grabbed your hand placing a small kiss on the back, as he guided you back to the couch. You sat back down as Phillip lifted your left leg up to untie your boot, then moved to the right and untied it next.

"You spoil me," your head falling back onto the couch.

"Anything for you," he winked as he unbuttoned your pants tugging them off, the cold air hitting your legs.

"Come here", you stood up, tugging at his belt and undoing his zipper. Graves stepped out of the jeans, his hands connecting to your waist. He spun you around as he lowered himself down onto the couch, pulling you down onto his lap to straddle him. He immediately connected to your neck, he was trying to leave a mark, he liked when you walked around with the evidence from the night before. Your hands drifted down to his boxers pushing them down. Graves' hips rose slightly so you could slide them down, his cock springing up immediately.

"Hurry," he mumbled against your neck.

You slightly raised your hips tugging your thong to the side before lowering down onto his length, moans escaping both of your lips as you adjusted to take him entirely. His hands connected to your waist, slowly bouncing you up and down.

"Fuck, Graves," he picked up his pace as you moaned out.

"C'mon doll," his hips bucking up to push further within. You could feel yourself on the edge as you continued to bounce on him, watching his head roll back. Your hands rested on his chest trying to keep Graves' pace as your climax approached.

"Oh my god-," a wave of euphoria flowed through you,

"Let it out c'mon," he continued to bounce you up and down, riding you through your high, "Fuck," he followed closely behind unraveling underneath you. Phillip slowed down the pace as the both of you tried to come down from the high.

"I still hate you," you rolled off the Commander, trying to catch your breath.

"I know," he let out a breath before looking at you, "I know,'

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