Ethan Landry Oneshots

Late night touches*

Warning: SMUT; fingering; subby ethan; praise kink; Ethan’s obsessed; no actual p in v
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One thing you loved the most about Ethan were his perfect hands.

They were perfect in ever way. Strong large hands touching every inch of your body. Caressing you and holding you tight as if he were protecting you from the dangers that lingered in the mean streets of New York.

Even when his long fingers turned and skimmed through the papers and books for his classiest newest assessments, you couldn’t take your eyes of of them. You could only picture the way they felt on you.. or better yet, in you. The way he would hold the pages of the booked looking almost identical to the way he has touched you not even a few hours ago. You were practically a drooling mess at the sight and couldn’t take your eyes of him.

A sly smile could of easily been seem on his face, he knows you are watching him again. Or rather his hands. Licking his index finger on purpose he silently chuckles when a little whimper leaves your lips. It wasn’t uncommon for you to spend nights in each others dorm rooms, whether you’d be fucking, talking about everything and anything or even maybe just sat in comfortable silence as the other worked on any homework, exam prep or assessments that they had promised to do the night before and yet got distracted by the others temptation. So as you sat there eyeing your boyfriend with such lust in your eyes, you tried ever so hard to compose yourself and allow ethan to continue with his task, leaving you to go back to mindlessly scrolling on your phone rather then sleeping.

“Interesting book?” You ask casually, yet failing miserably from not distracting yourself with the nerdy boy in front of you.

“Very interesting. It’s about the economic… I guess you don’t really care that much do you” Ethan says when he sees you only looking back down and that hands that were placed so perfectly around the paper.

“No, go ahead. Tell me about the economical…whatever. Maybe It will help distract me from the other things i have in mind” You tease, smirking to yourself, knowing he immediately understood what you were talking about.

“Oh yeah?” He sets down his pen that he was just twirling gracefully between his thick digits and turns to face you, “and what else is on your mind, exactly?” He asked innocently but with mischievous intent laced in his words.

“Oh, y’know how i wanted to feel your fingers pump in and out of me, and have your thumb rub against my swollen clit until im shaking and sweating against your chest” you admit nonchalantly, as you hear his let out a small gasp from the chair he was sat in besides you. Ethan didn’t expect you to be so straight up, but what kind of a man would he be to turn someone as needy as you down. He would never admit it.. but he loved when you took control. He would love the way you would tell him hat to do ne praise him for pleasure it you just the way he knew you liked. May it be his cock, fingers or mouth, he only lived to satisfy you and to make you feel good.

And furthermore, you knew this. You knew that he liked it and who were you to decline a man of his needs so you had halted the internal arguing with yourself and stood from the bed you were once led so restlessly on, leaving your phone buried amongst the sheets and straddling your boyfriends lap, facing him while staring down into his sweet brown eyes which had now darkened even more from lust.

“Who am i to say no to a girl like you then?” He whispers almost with a stutter.

You grinned as you sucked o your bottom lips while you felt those hands pulling your panties to the side from under your skirt, instantly feeling the arousal soaked between your legs.

As you felt him slowly rub against you nub, you let out a long awaited breathy moan, your eyes rolling into the back of you head.

Ethan stared up at you mesmerised as he touched you perfectly, just the way you liked it.

he briskly entered a finger into you while maintaining the steady pace of the movement on your clit. He comes a little bolder with his movements as you grab a tight grip on his curls, and begins to fuck you at a quicker pace with his finger.

You clench around him, making him glance in at your face. "You feel so tight." He breathes, before inserting another finger into your cunt.

“Yes thats so good eth, god.. keep doing that” you praise as a proud smiles makes his way onto his lips. He watches while his digits disappear inside you as you slowly start to grind down onto his hand, building up more friction. Ethan’s cock is now rock hard in his pants as he whimpers at the sight of you absorbing all the pleasure.

Your eyes are now rolling to the back of you head as you feel the build up in your stomach. Ethan speeds up the pace of his fingers, knowing that your were close to finishing, while he continued to flick and play with your clit.

Your had clenches harder on his dark curls as he expertly curves his fingers to hit your g-spot repetitively.

"Ethan—oh, fuck." You while now closing you eyes completely with you face  now leaning against the top of his head, panting. “So good...so—shit.” You breathe as you feel you orgasm nearing you even more.

Ethan hasn’t even touched his cock yet he feels like he is going to burst from the erotic sounds and noises that fill the room. Only you he repeats to himself as he impales you with his fingers at an even faster speed then before until finally that coil snaps and you feel your orgasm ride through.

You head falls onto his shoulder as you tremble from the intense wave of pleasure that rushed through you. Ethans hands continue to help you through you orgasm until you become too sensitive. You let out a final heavy breathe before looking back up at the beautiful boy facing you.

He slowly takes his fingers out of your cunt before putting them between his lips and sucking them clean making your mouth fall open as his eyes roll into the back of his head at your sweet taste.

You gaze at him in amazement before feeling something hard pressed against the inside of you thigh. You grin up at him and then notice his weakened, whiny expression before slowly lowering you delicate hand onto his prominent and very uncomfortable looking bulge and leaning in to whisper into his ear,

“Let’s get you sorted out as well then, shall we?”
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CREDIT: https://www.tumblr.com/luvmila444