SkyMedia - Smut & One Shots

*Smut* Adam and y/n.

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"How many times have I told you not to wear that dress! It's like you do it on purpose because you know all those pigs will look at you." you were appalled by how rude Adam was being with you that night. Everything was fine at the art exhibition up until the point where the artist was hitting on you while you were standing right next to Adam. "I thought you were siblings," was his bullshit excuse and if you weren't there, Adam would have definitely have punched the pretentious man. "Need I remind you, that you were the one who bought me the dress." you retorted ready to leave him in to ponder over what he'd said to. Aggravated by your calm voice and collected figure, he stopped you from leaving, grabbing your wrist with just enough force to spin you to look at him. Over the past three years he figured out that your way out of bad situations was avoiding them.

"Don't you dare leave, we're going to talk about this until we come to a compromise," he could be stubborn when he wanted to, but you wouldn't let him win this argument. Removing his hand away from you, you pushed him so you could escape the terrible fight but his large frame didn't move an inch. You started punching his chest full of the anger that had built up in the last twenty minutes. Although your hits didn't affect Adam's body at all, he was hurt. He couldn't believe he'd driven you to such lengths as attacking him but with the strength left in him, he spoke. "Stop. Stop it. You're only hurting yourself," since you wouldn't stop, he gently laid your arms to your sides and gathered you up in a hug which you found comfort in.

Adam pulled your chin up to examine your face, and he saw red cheeks coated with streaks of tears. He leaned down to your height and kissed you passionately hoping he could make the tears disappear, knowing he'd caused them. Resisting his kiss for a few seconds, you eventually parted your lips and let the kiss take over. His lips were incessantly working on yours, leaving you gasping for air. "I'm sorry for hurting you," you apologized as he nipped your neck. Humming in appreciation against your jaw, he apologized for patronizing you and your choice of dress. "Let's take this to the bed," he suggested, "I don't think we can make it," you joked as you undid his shirt and removed his jacket. Moving his hands from your shoulders the center of your spine, the lacy dress pooled around your feet and left you bare, since you'd decided to not wear undergarments.

Your boyfriend scanned your body and admired the way the light hit every curve. He hurried to take his pants and briefs off when in the meantime, you grabbed a blanket and laid it on the wooden floor. Once that was done, he reached your hand and pulled you closer to him where he sat on the floor and brought his face closer to yours, grazing your cheeks with his beard as he kissed you and with one hand let your hair loose from the bun. He rolled your body so that your back was on the floor and he hovered over you. Leaning in for a kiss, you unexpectedly opened your mouth as his member entered you, filling you with pleasure. Grunting and never taking his eyes off you, he slowly moved in and out, as you bunched up the blankets in fists. With closed eyes, you moaned as Adam licked down your stomach. His pace was growing and so was the need for him to be rougher "Fuck me like you mean it Adam," you taunted knowing he'd listen, and he did. Unable to resist the perpetual force hitting you, you called his name, your walls clenched and after a few deep breaths you relaxed under him, feeling radiant. Watching your face as you came, was what brought him to the edge and looking in your eyes he climaxed like never before. He shifted his weight and rolled by your side, cupping your body with his and falling asleep in each other's arms.

A/N - Sorry if its a bit too short and simple, I have a stomach virus and the only thing that's distracting me from the pain is writing ¯\_(ツ)_/¯