Heartsteel STUFF

Nothing but a little competition (Sett x Reader)

TW- SEX, the implication of lots and lots of sex. Different positions, even! Literally fucking until you can't fuck anymore. Cum, bunches of things, fun times. ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK AS PER USUAL!

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The chill wind was crisp across your flushed face as you and Sett walked through the park. Every day the two of you traversed the little recreational area in the morning to warm up for the day.

"It's so cold today," you shuddered, using your hand that was free from Sett's grasp to rub your arm. He released your hand, adjusting you into the crook of his body and encompassing your shoulders with his broad arm.

"I'm sorry, Babe," He looked at you, his brows furrowing in worry, his bottom lip pouting ever so slightly in light of his empathy. "Hey, I have an idea that will keep us warm. Something I have been thinkin' about suggesting actually." He smirks, and you raise a brow.

"What is your devious mind up to now, Sett?" You question, the hint of a smirk touching your lips. His expression turns to one of faux shock, his big hand coming to his chest as if to prove the point further.

"Devious mind? Me? Never!"

"Yeah right. Let's go home?" You smile, shoving him lightly. As if you actually could, though. His body is so firm and heavy it would take tractor just to move him.

"Good idea, that fits right into my plan," you watch him as he returns his attention to the path ahead of you, a small smile tilting the corners of his lips.

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Getting home didn't take long, and the two of you plopped down onto your plush brown sofa, shedding your jackets, scarves, and gloves.

"So, what's your idea?" you push him, eager to hear what he has to say.

"Well, you know how me and K'Sante have like... stamina contests at the gym?"

"Yeah..." you reply, arching a brow.

"What if we did that, but with sex?" Sett was basically a puppy dog- wagging his tail and smiling with excitement. How could you turn him down?

"That's not fair, you're a gym rat. There's no way you won't beat me," a dramatic sigh escapes your lips, you pout and cross your arms. Sett grabs you up in his big arms, pulling you against his chest so that you have to look up at him. It's an odd angle, but Sett being the goof he is you're used to it by now.

"I believe in you, babe. I know you've got some tricks up your sleeve," he smiles down at you, and your heart pitter patters in your chest.

"Fine, but I get first dibs!" You jerk away from him, before using all your might to push him down onto the couch so he is laying flat. Sett can only look up at you in awe for a moment before acting the part.

You lean down and kiss him, soft pecks that turn into ravenous, carnal passion. His arm wraps around your waist, pulling you down impossibly closer to him. You can feel the hard muscles under his black t-shirt, your palm resting on his chest.

Slowly you release yourself from his lips, opting instead to pepper small touches and bites down his face, his jaw, nipping lightly at his collarbone. He groans, and when you look up at him you notice he is biting his lip.

He's so needy for you, he's already gyrating his hips like a horny teenager, seeking any sort of friction.

Sett grips you tightly for a moment, before you're lifted abruptly and flipped so he's the one on top of you.

"Sorry babe, you don't get to be a tease today," and you whimper when he lifts you slightly to yank your shirt off of you. You mimic his actions, lifting his shirt over his head. You take a moment to gawk at the fine specimen before you. Molded like a Greek God, Sett's physique and his hooded seductive eyes had you writhing beneath him.

"You know I love hearing your little noises, baby," Sett whispers, his cheek crushing brushing your own as he leans down and kisses your ear. The sounds of his breathing right there had goosebumps erupting on your skin. At this point, you didn't care about the damn competition or getting tired too fast, you were desperate.

"Fuck me, Sett. Please?" You place your hand on his chest, pushing him so that you can make sure he sees you biting your lip and giving him puppy dog eyes.

He didn't take much time in appeasing your request, tearing your pants off and unzipping his own. He was so turned on he didn't even bother taking them off, fucking you like you weren't planning on fucking the rest of the day.

Sett brings his hand up, beckoning you to suck on his fingers- lubing them up. He groans as you suck and bob your head, before releasing him. He takes the same hand, brings it down and smooths it over your entrance- one of his large fingers enters the threshold, pumping once, twice.

He pulls out suddenly, and thrusts into you abruptly. You let out a pitiful sounding cry as you are forced to acclimate to his size.

"So. Fucking. Tight," He shudders, pumping slowly in and out with each word to accompany his comment. Your hands come up to hold onto his back, and you have to entice him to go harder- not only for the sake of pleasure of because you're remembering- this is a challenge.

You gyrate your hips into him, and he groans- no growls- a deep rumble in his chest. The look he gives you is carnal, and his thrusts become ferocious.

"Ah, Sett!" You cry, his hand coming down and groping your front. The movements help you climb into what you were sure was going to be a mind-boggling orgasm. Electricity scattered throughout your body, his movements in perfect synchrony with your build.

"Cum baby. Fuck- please cum for me," Sett says, looking at you with his lower lip in the slightest pout. You can't help it, and stars erupt in your vision as you shatter into ecstasy. "That's it, that's my good b/g."

His praises nearly have you leaping over the edge again. His voice straining as he also reaches his peak. His body shudders over you as he stills, breathing rapidly as he pulls out and rolls you over so you are resting on his chest.

"Gods, you're perfect. That was perfect," he chuckles, using one of his hands to rub your back and the other to caress your face.

You decide now is your chance to lumber up, standing (still fully naked mind you) and stretching with your arms above your head. You knew what you were doing, and Sett was falling for it. You could see his cock slowly rising already, and you knew you were in for one hell of a ride.

Deciding to go to the kitchen for some water, you look at Sett and give him a wink before turning tail and heading in that direction. You could hear the soft ruffling of the couch cushions as he stood up to follow you, and you let out a little giggle as you picked up your pace toward the kitchen island.

You quickly ran over and pulled a glass out of the cabinet, filling it with water and turning around to face Sett as you took a sip. He was standing in the doorway, his arm leaning against it as he tracked your every movement.

The air was thick with energy, still saturated with the scent of sex. As you walked over to him, your smirked. You slapped your hand onto his chest, caressing down, further still, and abruptly stopped- handing him the glass of water. He grunted in response, rolling his eyes. Maybe you were the devious one.

He gulped down the water fast, used the back of his hand to wipe his mouth and prowled towards you. His grip not gentle as he whipped you around so you were facing the island, his hand moving onto your back to push you flush with the countertop.

"Ready for round two, babe?"

Sett is such an animal you might just win after all.