SkyMedia - Smut & One Shots

Preference - He catches you masturbating *Requested!*

Ross: You hadn't had sex with Ross for weeks, his job taking up all of his time. He wasn't expected home for a few hours and you couldn't help but feel a little frustrated as you stepped into the shower. You knew Ross wasn't a big fan of you doing your own business, but he wasn't here, right? You felt your hand slip down to your sex as you got under the hot water, your own soft moans echoing off the tile walls a few moments later. You let out a shriek when the shower curtain was thrown wide open, revealing Ross, home early to surprise you. Your face went red as you were caught red-handed (Ha.) , torn between embarrassment and excitement at seeing him. He quickly took off his clothes and got in with you,crashing his lips to yours, "Well, well, well, [Y/N]," you felt his hands move down your body, "Looks like I got here right in time." 

Barney: You and Barney were right in the middle of a heated make-out session, both of you already missing several vital pieces of clothing as you rolled around on your bed. When his phone went off, you were un phased, but when he answered it, you propped up on your elbows, staring at him. He muttered a few things and hung up, looking at you apologetically,"Office is calling. I got t'go in." You looked at him, mouth wide open, "Are you serious?!" He kissed your forehead, "I'll be back before you know it. And we'll continue." He got dressed and left, and you sank back on the pillows - abandoned and turned-on. You subconsciously crept your hand towards your breast, squeezing it like Barney always does. You released a little moan, lost for a second until you heard Barney clear his throat from the doorway. Your eyes flew open. "I decided to not go," he raised his eyebrows, "But I'm not sure if you need me." Barney winked and crawled back over your body, replacing our hands with his. 

Red: "Red!" You smiled as he walked through the door, running up to him and kissing him, before vigorously moving your way down his neck. He giggled, gently removing your hands, "Sorry, [Y/N]," he sighed, "Not tonight. I'm exhausted. But,tomorrow, okay?" You pouted, looking at him incredulously. This was the first time Red had never not wanted sex. You nodded, before kissing his cheek and making some small talk, before disappearing upstairs to take care of your own business. You went straight for your dresser drawer, trying to find your vibrator. You closed it with a little slam as you got more frustrated, unable to find it. "Ahem," Red chirped from the doorway. You turned, seeing him with your vibrator in hand, "I was curious to see how long you could go without sex," he chuckled, "You're worse than a guy." You narrowed your eyes at him, "I don't necessarily need you," you growled. Red playfully tossed you on the bed, "Oh," he kissed you passionately, "But you want me." 

Max: "Okay, maxy," you sighed, hanging up the phone. Max had just called you, saying he was coming home late for another night that week. You had grown increasingly frustrated, with the sudden late-night work commitments Max had had that week. You moved into your bedroom, fishing your vibrator out of your underwear drawer, laying down and moving it across your thighs. You let out a strangled little moan as you got closer to your neglected sex, imagining Max's hands instead. "Err... am I interrupting?" Your eyes flew open and you tossed your vibrator to the floor, seeing Max step into the room. "I, uh, didn't need to work later after all," his eyes narrowed as he looked at the still-buzzing vibrator on the floor."What did I say about that thing?" He asked you. You swallowed, looking up at Max as he took off his shirt. "Y-you don't like them." "Mmhm," he nodded casually, removing his belt, "Why's that?" You blushed, pulling the duvet up over your body,"B-because you can d-do it better." Max ripped the duvet off the bed and crawled up to you, kissing you harshly. "Damn right." 

Adam: You and Adam were in the middle of a yelling match, both of your voices going out. You didn't even know why you were fighting anymore. You watched Adam as the veins in his neck started popping out, how dark his eyes got when he got angry... As the fight cooled off, you weren't about to ask him for sex, you still being angry with him. You sneak up off to your room, turning on the shower and stepping in. Your hands wandered down to your sex, biting your lips to suppress the moans. Your eyes got wide and you ripped your hands away from your body as Adam threw back the shower curtain. His eyes got even darker, his voice reduced to a growl, "I told you you weren't allowed to do that..." You shrugged, narrowing your eyes, "You don't control me." He got in the shower, pinning your hands above your head, another hand going down your body, "I'm about to."