You were supposed to be living a normal life. Perfect boyfriend, just graduated college, and ready to start your new life. Until you met him. Brooding and imposing unless his daughter is around. You knew nothing about babies, but he knew less...
Summary: Lloyd can't handle it anymore, and neither can you.
Pairings: Lloyd Hansen X Reader
Rating: explicit
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, thoughts of D/s relationships, pussy job, teasing, dry humping, masturbating in front of someone, mentions of toy play, unprotected sex, PIV sex, creampie, Lloyd Hansen, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 4.8K
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Living with you is hard. It's damn near impossible trying not to place you on the counter, while he ravages your body. Lyla always started the night in her room, and some nights, you would bring her into the bed with the two of you. The nights that you didn't, and it was just you and Lloyd, you slept peacefully. But it takes everything in Lloyd not to just push himself into you.
You searched him out every night. If he wasn't right next to you, your hand felt around for a part of his body to touch. Or your ass would scoot back until it sat snug on his crotch. Do you realize how easy it would be for him to just slide it on in? He couldn't even explain how much he craved your body, and it wasn't even the carnal expression of sex, it was becoming part of you!
It was feeling you from the inside out. It was getting as close to you as he possibly could. It is watching your face as he pumps himself into you. It is this sweet loving moment that will eventually be destroyed because he will need to ravish you. You deep down are such a brat needing attention, and he is willing to give you that attention, and also respond accordingly.
My god, you are perfection wrapped up in his arms. Even if you are making the sweetest sounds, and rubbing your perfectly round ass in the most perfect spot to make him weak, and harden. Oh, he can't wait until the day that he is going to punish you for your teasing. But now he waits. And waits and waits.
When the hell were you going to make your move? Or just tell him that you were okay? He is being patient, and you are killing him slowly. Can one die of blue balls? Can one die of being absolutely in love with these moments? Moments before he would kick a woman out, calling her a car, while he finished the night alone. And now all he can think about is cleaning you off, and lavishing you in the softest kisses until you fall asleep in his arms.
He wants to worship you, and give you the world. He wants to stare at your beautiful smile. Watch you love Lyla the way you do. How does seeing you being a mother make you even sexier? See you looking all put together, pushing her pram, smiling at her, talking to her, being Lyla's universe. Lyla tolerates Lloyd, but she looks at you like you are the very essence that she breathes. The way that her eyes light up when she looks at you. He could watch the two of you everyday, and not tire of it.
Which is why two weeks later, he's still not gone back to work. He can admit that fucking you would be a great way to past the time. Feasting on your cunt while you writhed in pleasure. It's how you should feel, so pleasured, so comfortable, so protected, and above all loved. The ways he wants to love you make him dizzy. He's never done this.
