Male Characters x Male!Reader !One-Shots!

Luca x GenderNeutral!Reader [Lime]

The Bear

Warning; 2nd person narration, masturbation, cum eating, just me loving when men taste their own cum.

A sigh leaves your mouth as you realize just how horrible this pastry looks. Baking really is not my thing, eh?. That's something that Luca has also realized, standing next to you, watching you try your hardest for the umpteenth time, giving you his best advice and encouragement, but he noticed it's just not something you're not good at.

Despite all the times you've tried this same pastry and the amount of time he has helped you with it, it just doesn't work out, which he definitely doesn't mind or upsets him, and you've come to accept that you're not cut out for it.

Even so, you do like to help Luca around the kitchen with anything simple enough for you while he's busy working on the harder stuff, and now, with him taking over what you've left unfinished, you were allowed to sit down and watch him attentively.

He was wearing a tight tank top and sweatpants that hung low on his hips, and well, it was rather hard to hold yourself back.

Even if you were only sitting for a few minutes, you stood up and walked around the kitchen island, standing behind him and placing your hands on his waist, nuzzling your face on his back, applying a little bit of pressure with your fingertips, hearing Luca chuckle and shift slightly in place.

You moved your head a little bit to the side so you could press a kiss on the exposed skin of his shoulder, your hands slowly going down to his hips, your swift fingers sliding under the waistband of his sweatpants.

"Hey~ stop that, I'm working-" Luca's words got trapped in his throat when your hand cupped his bulge, slowly stimulating him, making him release a sigh, "Love..." He whispered, feeling himself get hard under your gentle grip, his hands holding himself up on the counter, his head tilting down as his eyes stared at your hand inside his pants, quietly letting out moans and gasps with each stroke of your hand.

Your teasing hand, stroking his cock but avoiding the spots where he liked, only making him grow frustrated, his cock twitching in your hand, feeling how his underwear was getting wet with his pre-cum, making you hold back a smirk as you decided to touch him directly, pushing past his underwear and wrapping your fingers around his cock.

"Fuck..." Oh, there wasn't anything better than to hear Luca cursing between moans, it always made you want to toy with his body for as long as you could, and well, your free hand had found its way up to Luca's chest, gracing and pinching his hard nipple.

Biting his lip, Luca started thrusting his hips forward into your hand, holding tightly onto the counter, groaning as he felt your lips leaving kisses on his shoulder, followed by the gentle bites you left behind as you made your way up to the back of his neck. His cock throbbed and more pre-cum oozed from his red tip, Luca's eyes were struggling to stay open, wanting to watch your hand pleasuring him like only you knew how to.

You were the only one allowed to drive him crazy, and the only one that could make him beg.

His breath became ragged as the squelching sound your hand made around his slicked cock echoed in the kitchen, and you heard how his breath became louder, mixing with soft whines.

You pressed your lips to his shoulder, humming softly into his skin, "You're gonna cum, baby?" He nodded a few times, closing his eyes tightly and clenching his jaw, awaiting your permission.

"Yes, fuck- you gonna make me cum-" you couldn't hold your smirk now, increasing the movement of your hand and hearing him whining and whimpering as he got closer to his orgasm, "Please, I wanna... I need to cum."

You bit your lip, humming pensively, feeling how much he was dripping and how hard it was for Luca to hold back, so you decided to be a little more merciful than you wanted.

"Okay, you've been good..." Your hand on his chest reaching further up to hold his chin, making Luca turn his head toward you, watching how he slowly opened his eyes, puppies blown with lust and staring at you with a pleading look, "You can cum," you whispered against his lips before kissing, hearing the muffled cry he released against your mouth as his climax coated your hand, your movements steadily slowing down to ride his high.

Luca's legs wobbled a little, and you held his waist while your stained hand released his softening cock. Slowly, you helped him turn around and lean on the counter for support as he regained his breathing.

He had a dazed look in his eyes, a smile pulling at his lips as he stared at you, only for his bright green eyes to stare at your cum-covered hand as you raised it in front of his face. You took a step forward and placed your leg in between his thighs, pressing your chest to his.

"Clean it," you muttered, feeling the cum dripping down your palm to your wrist, and Luca wasted no time in picking that drop of cum on his tongue, never breaking eye contact with you.

Well, maybe being a bad cook wasn't such a bad thing after all.