𝔉𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤~ ℌ𝔬𝔟𝔦𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫

39

Smut chapter

It was still dark when you woke. Hobie was still laying next to you, checking the time it was only 4am.

"Hobie... are you awake?", you whispered.

"Why are you awake?", he questioned.
"You didn't have a nightmare did you?", he asked suddenly turning to face you.

"No, no I just woke up... why are you awake?"

"... Same reason", he replied his tired eyes gazing into yours. His previous tipsy state seeming to have disappeared now. Cupping your cheek with his hand he guided your lips to his. The soft kiss made your heart swell as his thumb gently stroked your cheek. Parting from the kiss for a moment a smile played on his lips.

"You're beautiful", he whispered his voice lower than usual. Pulling his lips back to yours, you met for a more passionate, rougher kiss than the previous. As his tongue slipped into your mouth his hands had made their way to your waist pulling you in close.  Pressing your hands against his chest you pushed him onto his back, trapping his legs between yours without breaking the kiss for a moment.

Parting for a moment the two of you took a moment to catch your breath, his previously tired eyes now clouded with lust.
You felt the tightness in his sweats begin to form as you straddled his hips. Your lips met once more as Hobie began fondling your breast through the thin fabric of your shirt. He gently tugged at your lips causing soft moans to leave your lips.

Tugging at the base of your shirt you broke apart for a second allowing Hobie to discard the fabric. His lips trailed down your neck kissing and leaving love bites along your sensitive spots.
Grinding against his hardened length, you felt him twitch underneath you with a low groan against your skin. His hands flew to your waist preventing you to repeat your previous action, earning a pout from you. His eyes met your for a moment he struggled to maintain his usual stoic expresion, as his eyes trailed your body.

Reaching your hand past your pulsating heat you began to palm Hobie through his pants. He began gently thrusting into your hand encouraging you to continue. Pulling at the waistband of his sweats he quickly discarded them. His boxers were already dampened with precum as you continued to palm his buldge.

Low moans filled the room as he continued to thrust his hips against you, begging for more stimulation. Halting your actions for a moment you pulled away the thin fabric, freeing his length.
You been to run your tongue along the shaft at a teasingly slow pace.

"Please Y/N", he begged breathlessly signalling you to continue.
Taking his length in your mouth you began bobbing your head up and down his hardened cock, swirling your tongue around him. His hand tangled in your hair as more low moans spilled from his lips. His hand gently guided you along his length. Feeling tears prick your eyes you continued at his pace his length threatening your gag reflex with every movement.

"Fuck- I'm close", he managed to whisper between harsh breaths.

In that moment a slightly evil thought popped into your brain. One you couldn't resist acting on. Immediately stopping your actions you removed yourself from his length a smug grin immediately growing on your lips.

"Y/N", he groaned a little shocked by your abrupt stop.

"You seemed to enjoy doing this to me last time Hobie" you teased before giving him a quick peck on the lips. His shock was quickly replaced by his usual confident expression his eyes glowing with hunger.

Wrapping his arms around you he flipped you onto the mattress, hungrily kissing your lips. You wanted to resist, make him beg for it even. But you couldn't pull away from him.  Taking your hands he pinned them to the headboard above your head. Still kissing you passionately you felt his hand be replace by a web and your hands remained stuck to the headboard.