Not so Enemy? - Porco x Reader

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Porco and you make your way to his room, your steps hurried and eager. Once you're inside, the door closes behind with a soft click.
You two stand in the middle of the room, the silence broken only by your heavy breathing. The tension is palpable, the air thick with desire. Porco's gaze is intense, fixated on you, as he takes a few steps in your direction, closing the gap. His hands come up to rest on your hips, his grip firm yet gentle.
He doesn't say a word, just looks at you, taking in your flushed cheeks, your rapid breathing, your eyes darkened with want.

His hands gently caress your face, his touch expressing the depth of his emotions. You meet his gaze, your own desire reflected in your eyes. Your hands come up to rest on his chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heart under your palms.
You can't find the words to express what you are feeling, the need that floods through you. You simply lean into him, your body molding against his. The feeling of your body pressing against him both a comfort and a spark of fire. His hands slide downward, gripping your thighs and lifting you, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. You gasp as you are lifted, surprise and excitement flooding through you.
He walks you to the bed, laying you down gently on the soft mattress, never breaking eye contact.

You look up at him, you heart racing as he looms over you. Your legs are still wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. Porco braces himself with one arm next to your head, his other hand coming up to cup your cheek, his touch gentle and possessive. He looks at you for a moment, taking in the sight of you spread out beneath him, your hair splayed on the pillow.
„You're beautiful.", he murmurs, „You know that?"

Your breath catch in your throat at his words. The way he's looking at you, the tone of his voice, it's all wreaking havoc on your senses.
„So are you." You whisper, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from his forehead. „And you know it." Porco chuckles at that, the sound a low rumble in his chest. He leans down, his lips hovering just above yours, your breaths mingling.
„I don't need any reminders.", he responds, his hand moving from your cheek to trail down your neck, his fingers skating over your collarbone, causing goosebumps to rise in their wake. „But I appreciate it all the same." You roll your eyes teasingly but at the same time your body responding to the light, almost teasing brush of his fingers.

Porco grins, enjoying the effect he has on you. He loves seeing you come apart under his touch.
He leans down, his mouth capturing yours in a fierce, hungry kiss. His tongue delves into your mouth. You meet his kiss with equal fervor, your body arching against his, your hands now clawing at his back, pulling him closer. You wrap your legs more firmly around his waist, grinding against him, needing to feel more of his body. The feel of your body against his, the taste of you on his tongue, it's all driving Porco wild. He growls against your mouth, his hands moving to the hem of your shirt, impatiently pushing it up and over your head, discarding it somewhere in the room.

Your skin immediately feeling cool. You reach for his shirt in turn, your fingers tugging at the fabric, desperate to feel his skin against yours. Porco breaks the kiss for a moment, allowing you to remove his shirt. He straightens, his gaze running over your body, taking in the sight of you in a black bra, your skin flushed and marked with his kisses.

„God, you're perfect." he mutters. Your cheeks flush even more under his gaze, the intensity in his eyes making you feel wanted, desired. You reach up, your hands tracing the contours of his chest, your fingers trailing over his abs, feeling the muscles flex under your touch. He's still hovering over you, his weight braced on one arm, his free hand moving to the clasp of your bra.

„May I?" He husks, his gaze locking with yours, waiting for your consent.
Your breath hitch as he touches the clasp of the bra, your heart beating faster. You nod, a silent affirmation.