Connor Jessup Imagines (requests are closed)

"Like A Virgin" (smut; requested)

note: smut, yeah.. fair warning.

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"...like a virgin, touched for the very first time." You sang along to your 80's playlist on Spotify. Connor sighed from your couch held his notebook in the air.

"Hello, y/n! We have to finish this essay by Thursday." He whines.

You zoned him out as you danced around the living area in only a flannel, not caring for pants since you and him were just that close. Your messy bun was flipping around in the air and you jammed out to the next song.

He sighed and picked your phone up and you no longer heard music. "Oh come on, don't kill my vibe." You say, looking towards his now standing frame.

"At this rate I'll lose my virginity to Felicia Hoffman before we finish this essay." He groans, sitting back down. You furrowed your eyebrows, "You're still a virgin?" You ask.

You see a faint blush on his cheeks. "I thought that was obvious." He says nonchalant, writing something down in the notebook and keeping his head down.

"It wasn't to me." You say, still somewhat surprised. "Can we start this shit instead of talking about my nonexistent sex life?" He asks, looking up briefly.

An idea popped in your head, "Do you want to lose your virginity?"

He slowly looks at you and narrows his eyes, "Not out of pity, y/n. Can we just-"

"It's not out of pity. You deserve to lose it to someone who actually cares about you and always will." You cut him off.

"I'm not saying you have to, it's just a suggestion." You shrug, sitting next to him on the couch and take the notebook to see what ideas he's already written.

It was quiet as you read the words he had written. "I think we could-" You start to say, turning to face him but he cuts you off by placing his lips on yours.

You were surprised by his sudden confidence and shot your eyes open. His were closed until he pulled away and they fluttered open, revealing green orbs.

"Uh, I'm sorr-" He resorts quickly but you cut him off by placing your lips back on his.

He cups your face gently and rubs the pad of his thumb on your cheek, relaxing into the kiss. Your mouth was in sync with his as you reached to mess with the short hairs on the back of his neck.

The kiss was almost too good, especially for him being inexperienced. The way his lips were soft and gentle yet somehow dominant on yours make your arousal raise.

You shuddered as he bit your lip and straddled his waist on the couch. You crashed your mouth on his, you both panting desperately.

He squeezed your waist and slowly made his hands downwards to your thigh. He stood up from the lumpy couch with you in his arms and pushed you against the nearest wall. You moaned into the kiss, tugging his shirt upwards.

You managed to get it off along with your flannel and attached your mouth to his jawline and down his neck as he maneuvered you two to your room.

You gasped for air as he placed you down on the bed and looked into your eyes. "You seriously don't have to do this, I understand if you want to stop." He says, pushing the strainds from your even messier bun out of your face.

You flipped him over so you were in control and took the rubber band in your hair out. You didn't say a word as you slowly undid his belt, maintaining eye contact.

He gulped, trying to keep your gaze with hooded eyes. As you unfastened the button of his jeans, you bit down on your lip and he shut his eyes. He sighed as you slowly reached your hand down to palm him through his boxers.

You leaned down to leave a mark on his collarbone, trailing down his body slowly to tease him. You left little marks everywhere and you could tell he was getting frustrated. "Please, y/n." He begged through gritted teeth.

You decided to give him some relief and stood up to take the remaining of his clothes off. You had only got his jeans off before he was in control once again. He laid you down and unbuttoned your jeans, pulling them off your legs.

He rid you of your bra and the rest of your clothes. He gently rubbed the wet patch on your panties. "I-I honestly don't know... l-like what to do..." He says, stuttering and looking everywhere but your eyes.

You lean up to gently peck his lips and force his gaze on you. "You don't have to-"

"I want to I just don't know..." He cuts you off and grimaces at his words.

After a few words of encouragement and tips, he pulled down your underwear and licked a stripe up your slit. He used his tongue gently in circular patterns making you moan out and run your fingers through his hair.

As he gained more confidence, he inserted a finger, causing you to tug on a handful of his hair. He groaned with his mouth still wrapped around your clít. You shuddered at the feeling, bucking your hips slightly.

He quickened the pace of his finger and added another, still kitten licking your clít. You felt that familiar warmth and clenched around his fingers. You were a moaning and whimpering mess you couldn't hold back the wave of ecstasy that soon took your body hostage.

He kissed his way up your body, back to your lips as you tried to somewhat even your breathing. He kissed you with intense passion and quickly pulled away, leaving you wanting more of the taste of his mouth. "Do you have a condom?" He asked, his cheeks flushing with slight color.

You pecked one of his cheeks softly and reached over to your nightstand to retrieve said item. He got rid of his boxers as you ripped open the foil packet with your teeth and began rolling it onto his shaft.

You noticed his breathing became shakier as he positioned himself at your heat and softly placed your hands on his chest. "Don't be nervous, okay?" You whispered so only he could hear and he took a deep intake of breath. You placed a short yet sweet kiss on his mouth and he slowly entered you.

He softly groaned at the contact and you shut your eyes and muttered a profanity as he stretched your walls. He stopped moving and had a concerned look on his face.

"Am I hurting you? Do you want me to stop?" He quickly asks, pulling out and making you groan. "Please don't stop." You moan out, wrapping your legs around him, lining him back at your entrance.

He entered you once again, but didn't hold back that time. He placed a hand on the headboard to steady his pace, groaning and moaning out profanities.

You dug your nails down his chest as he moved slightly faster. There was a layer of seat on the both of you, the headboard was relentlessly banging against the wall, and the only thing heard was the both of you moaning and whimpering each others names.

He brought a hand down to rub cirlces on your sensitive nub with his thumb, sending you over the edge. He came at the feeling of your walls clenching around his member and his thrusting became sloppy as he spilled into the condom.

His breathing was heavily as he pulled out of you and rested his forehead against yours. "I love you." You whispered, afraid he'd actually hear it. He looked you dead in the eye before placing one last lingering kiss on your lips.

"And I love you."

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a/n whoo someone requested this but uh, in the sort of beginning when I wrote "green orbs", my keyboard automatically suggests words and I have clumsy thumbs so half the time I click those words without realizing and before I edited it, it said "green peas" I laughed way to hard

I kinda also imagined what would happen if the 'foil packet' was ramen noodle seasoning, this is why I'm single

I hope you enjoyed the smut, I'm slowly getting better at writing it lmao I'm so awkward

((((((I wrote this while listening to slipknot.))))))

Off track note: does anyone else watch Mr. Robot?

I get more and more confused each damn episode, like those two or three consecutive episodes where I could have mistaken the episodes for the gay or humor section on pornhub like wow.

And the last few episodes of falling skies... Ben had me fucked up I just dear god I can't, adiós.