Punk! (Hobie x Reader)

Half Dead, But She Still Looks So Cute!

Smut at the *
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  I got my own guitar as a present from the band. It's got scratches and its paint is chipped, but it's my first guitar.

We cashed the check a few miles from here to throw my dad off track.

We handed out a thousand and kept a K for ourselves.

We paid rent and went to the arcade with the band until daylight. We talked about going on tour and visiting Russia.

We fell asleep at the base.

In the middle of the night, I wake up before anyone and look around for a bit.

Hobie has his back to me, we slept on the floor on a blanket.

Not as uncomfortable as it sounds.

I reach to tap him a few times, but his body shifts perfectly out of the way.

"Hobie?"

Then he wakes up.

"Yeh?" He whispers.

"You wanna head out?" I don't want to be loud.

He rolls over to me and rises on his arms.

I can't see much of him in the dark, so I reach for him again, and this time he grabs me. I'm pulled on top of him and he starts to kiss me.

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"Hobie," I whisper. "What are you doing!?" I laugh quietly.

I can't see his face, but suddenly I feel him start to unbutton my shorts. I stop him.

"It's too risky," I raise his hand off of me but he just drops it back to my zipper.

He lies there and I sit on his hips in the dark, starting to get riled up.

Should I tell him the surprise?

"Take 'em off," he whispers.

I scoff. "No,"

"C'mon, don' be a wuss," he thrusts at me.

And with his thrust I imagine it. And it runs me hot.

"Fine," I smile. I take off my shorts and set them on the blanket. His erection is thick under his jeans when I sit back down. "You're so hard, already," I sigh, low.

He starts to move my hips so that I rub against his erection and it's the hottest thing. I want to kiss him.

So I touch his chest and climb my fingers to his choker. I find his lips with my fingertips.

"Dat's it," he smirks, I can feel it, and I lean down to kiss him.

"Mmm," he slides his hands to my ass and tightly squeezes.

"Hobie, gentle!" I almost whimper.

"It's difficult, yeh? Look at you,"