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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your boyfriend Dewey wants to fuck you.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: (Boy x Girl) and Smut
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You and your boyfriend Dewey are sitting in his bedroom on his bed, next to each other, with the door closed and locked. You are talking to him about something random, when you felt a hand on your upper left thigh and eyes boring into the side of your head. You soon stopped mid-sentence as you turn your head to the side, staring into his lust-filled dark brown eyes. You then asked him in disbelief "Really, now?"
Dewey shrugged his shoulder's in response, as his eyes flickered down to your pink lips, before they moved back up into your pretty e/c eyes. He asked you curiously "Can I kiss you, Y/N?" You answered his question, quietly "Yes, you can." Dewey leaned in and captured your soft pink lips with his rough ones, hungrily, as you immediately kissed him back. You then felt his mustache tickle your face.
Dewey climbed on top of your lap, sitting on it, without breaking the kiss. Dewey and your hand's both roamed over each other's hard and soft bodies. Dewey pulled away from the kiss, leaving the both of you, breathless. Dewey soon placed his hand's at the bottom of your t-shirt and tugged on it, wanting it off of you. You then lifted your arms and hands above your head for him.
Dewey pulled your shirt up and over your head, tossing it across the room, not caring where it had landed. You placed your arms and hands down at your sides. You are currently left in only your bra, underwear, jeans and socks. Dewey stared at your black bra, before his eyes moved back up into your e/c eyes. Your boyfriend asked you curiously "Can I take off your bra, Y/N?" You then answered his question, quietly "Yes, you can."
Dewey undid your bra and took it off of you, tossing it across the room, not caring where it landed. You are now left in only your underwear, jeans and socks. You placed your hand's at the bottom of his t-shirt and tugged on it, wanting it off of him. Dewey got the hint, as he pulled his own shirt up and over his head, tossing it across the room, not caring where it had landed. He was now left in only his underwear, jeans and socks.
Dewey gently pushed you back onto the bed, as you felt your head hit the pillow. Dewey hovered over you, staring into your e/c eyes. Dewey leaned down and captured your soft pink lips with his rough ones, hungrily, as you immediately kissed him back. He pulled away from the kiss, leaving the both of you, breathless. Dewey then began kissing down your neck, until he reached your sweet spot.
Once he found your sweet spot, he began licking and sucking on it, making you moan his name in pleasure "D-Dewey." Dewey pulled away from your neck, staring down at the now dark red mark on it, with a proud smile on his face. Dewey soon leaned down and captured your soft pink lips with his rough ones, hungrily, as you immediately kissed him back. He then pulled away from the kiss, leaving the both of you, breathless.
