mostly smut, some of them are quite kinky-ish, just check the individual chapter warnings. the first ones are probably bad, they're older.
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he arrived home later than planned, finding you already cuddled up in bed under your blanket. naked, he noted, or at least he hoped you were naked, seeing your bare shoulders poking out from the white linen.
he wanted to get fucked tonight. no. he needed to get fucked tonight.
he'd been thinking about you all day, waiting for the moment he could get his hands on you. or rather for you to get your hands on him. not for any particular reason, he was just feeling needy. and empty. it'd been a while, he was away, or wasn't really feeling it, or something came up. but he needed to be filled up, by you. his fingers weren't cutting it anymore.
he went to take a shower in the ensuite bathroom. he could've easily used the other one down the hall, but he was hoping the noise would wake you.
you were already awake, you were never asleep actually.
after popping a pair of boxers on he slumped down on the bed next to you. he wouldn't have bothered to put them on, but maybe you weren't in the mood and he didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable by rubbing his dick all over you. hopefully that wouldn't be the case.
he slid under the covers, just so he could get closer to you. he didn't need them, got overwhelmed from being covered and them simply not sitting perfectly right, so he slept without. until he woke up in the middle of the night covered, by you. he never said anything about it.
naked, indeed, he pleasantly discovered. you wouldn't be naked if you didn't want something, right?
you weren't asleep, he knew you weren't asleep, and you knew he knew, but you still pretended not to feel him or acknowledge him. he was late, he'd get the silent treatment for now.
"mhmm baby?" he cooed, kissing your shoulder. you could feel him poking you, he was hard against your ass. no response. "babyyy come on, i know you're awake."
"you're late."
"'m sorry...it's not my fault, got held back longer than i expected, and the traffic..." of course, the traffic. excuses, excuses. "can i ask you something?"
"what is it?"
"will you do something for me?" you knew the tone of his voice, if his hard dick rubbing over you wasn't giving it away, the way he said this was, he wanted sex.
"depends."
"i want you to fuck me tonight."
you thought about it, you weren't really in the mood to get fucked yourself, so that would work. he was already hard, it would be too mean for you to make him take care of it himself. and how could you say no? though you'd make him work for it, after all, he was late. and what if you hadn't been awake and he'd have woken you up? because he would have. that doesn't get him what he wants so easily.
