Art the Clown x Reader

Part 1 Ch 8

⚠️⚠️⚠️SMUT WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️:

This chapter will contain, you guessed it, smut. Hot and steamy sex, even. PASSIONATE FORNICATION. I know I've been keeping some of you little fucking perverts waiting, so I'm dropping the slow burn... For now(mostly because I KNOW updates have already been slower than a sloth). Enjoy your silly little chapter, babes😝😝😝
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   Art stared down at you as you were sitting in his lap, stretched across the couch. You never knew how uncomfortable eye contact was until now... Or maybe it was just him..? Either way, you weren't expecting what came next. Art brought his hand up, gently caressing your neck before he softly held your chin, *making you* look him in the eyes.

   If anything, this seemed funny to him. He was entertained by this. You were a little flustered, just a little. But god it just kept getting worse. He leaned down. He leaned down like he wanted to kiss you. Oddly enough he was waiting for you to make the first move. You weren't exactly fond of that, but it was nice he was asking consent first...

   You inhaled sharply and leaned upward, your lips pressing against his... This position was maybe a little awkward... You turned around so you could straddle his lap and the two of you just kept making out. Honestly, none of this was expected, but you really weren't complaining. Not at all.

⚠️---Lmao smut warning---⚠️

Fem anatomy:

   Art found the hem of your pants and slipped his fingers beneath them, urging them down your legs. You lifted your hips for him and he hooked his fingers beneath your panties(or boyshorts, idk) and pulled them down, pushing the articles off the couch and to the ground.

   You felt something grinding up against you from below as you settled back down onto his lap and kept kissing him. You pull back briefly for breath, but Art tangled his fingers in your hair to keep your head in place. His fingers trailed up your thigh and to your increasingly soaked core. He gently circled his thumb around your clit and swallowed the little moan you let out into his mouth.

   "Art..." You mumbled softly against his lips, grinding your hips against his fingers. Art hesitated briefly before urging one finger inside of you before pushing a second one in, pumping them in and out, trying to get you ready for what came next. You had to pull back from the kiss and let your head fall to his shoulder, his fingers somehow feeling heavenly...

   You gasp as suddenly you feel something long and *hard* grinding up against you. He slips his fingers out of you and gently tilts your head up, urging those fingers into your mouth so you can taste yourself... You're in too much of a daze to complain, really. You let him slide his fingers into your mouth and suck them *clean*.

   All the while.. He slides himself into you painfully slowly... And he's *big*. It feels like your insides are being torn apart, but in the most beautiful way you've ever felt... "Fuck.. Art.." You pant out softly, looking up into his eyes. The look on his face.. It's like you're the only person in the world, the only thing he wants... And you hope that's what it is. Because you want him.

   Art slid his hands down to your hips and let out a heavy breath as he gave you the first thrust, which was slowly followed by the second, third... And every single time, he's hitting your cervix, brushing your g-spot... You'd never heard this man speak, but there's such a silent understanding that you're his. His and his alone.

   He thinks you're beautiful. He thinks you're perfect.. And now he wants to fight for your pleasure and show you *exactly* what he can provide for you other than protection and amusement... This was certainly amusement in some sense... Back arching, toe curling, moaning and screaming amusement.

   Your body just kept heating up as his thrusts sped up, the sound of skin slapping against skin and your couch creaking filling the living room as you two kept going. You could almost swear he was groaning, but it was just him panting as he fucked you senseless... The sheer force...

   "Art!-" You screamed out, your back arching as the stimulation of penetration and him rubbing your clit finally got to you, sending you over the edge as you came. Art inhaled sharply, helping you to ride it out before pulling out and releasing himself onto your stomach, holding you close while the two of you caught your breath.

Male Anatomy:

   Art found the hem of your pants and slipped his fingers beneath them, urging them down your legs. You lifted your hips for him and he hooked his fingers beneath your underwear (what do men wear? 😭) and pulled them down, pushing the articles off the couch and to the ground.

   You felt something grinding up against you from below as you settled back down onto his lap and kept kissing him. You pull back briefly for breath, but Art tangled his fingers in your hair to keep your head in place. His fingers trailed up your thigh and to your growing erection. He gently wrapped his fingers around your cock and slowly slid his hand up and down, swallowing the little moan you let out into his mouth.

   "Art..." You mumbled softly against his lips, grinding your hips against his fingers. Art hesitated briefly before urging one finger inside of you before pushing a second one in, pumping them in and out, trying to get you ready for what came next. You had to pull back from the kiss and let your head fall to his shoulder, his fingers somehow feeling heavenly...

   He pulls his fingers out and readjusts himself. He slides himself into you painfully slowly... And he's *big*. It feels like your insides are being torn apart, but in the most beautiful way you've ever felt... "Fuck.. Art.." You pant out softly, looking up into his eyes. The look on his face.. It's like you're the only person in the world, the only thing he wants... And you hope that's what it is. Because you want him.

   Art slid his hand down to your hips and let out a heavy breath as he gave you the first thrust, which was slowly followed by the second, third... And every single time, he's hitting your g-spot... You'd never heard this man speak, but there's such a silent understanding that you're his. His and his alone.

   He thinks you're handsome. He thinks you're perfect.. And now he wants to fight for your pleasure and show you *exactly* what he can provide for you other than protection and amusement... This was certainly amusement in some sense... Back arching, toe curling, moaning and screaming amusement.

   Your body just kept heating up as his thrusts sped up, the sound of skin slapping against skin and your couch creaking filling the living room as you two kept going. You could almost swear he was groaning, but it was just him panting as he fucked you senseless... The sheer force...

   "Art!-" You screamed out, your back arching as the stimulation of penetration and him hitting your g-spot and stroking your cock finally got to you, sending you over the edge as you came, the white ropes splashing across his stomach. Art inhaled sharply, helping you to ride it out before releasing himself inside of you, holding you close while the two of you caught your breath.

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A/N:

Guys, I don't know how to write smut👍 ANAL MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE, SORRY FOR THE GAYS😭 Love you guys, hope you liked your PORN😝😘

Also thank you so much to "Here" by Alessia Cara for giving me the motivation to actually write this shit💪

- Kris