Bully characters x reader (oneshots)

🎄Baking🎄 (Bif Taylor x reader) (smut)

x gender neutral
Word Count: 700

"Hey, babe!" Bifs voice sounded through the silent hallway.

"In the kitchen!" I yell, adding the last ingredient and whisking away at a bowl full of cookie dough.

"Which shirt?" He walked in holding a polo in one hand and flannel in the other.

"Wear whatever you want Bif. They don't care. My family is gonna love you. It's tomorrow anyway, stop stressing" I laughed at his nervousness. "But I personally like the flannel more." I smirked and he just laughed at me.

He threw the shirts onto the couch and took a seat on a barstool in the kitchen.

"Why are you baking cookies in your underwear?" He smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"Is there a problem with what I'm wearing?" I walked over to him.

"Not at all. I mean the sweater's hideous but you still look pretty hot." He laughed as I playfully smacked his shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. He started kissing and biting my collarbone and neck as I tilted my head back, allowing better access. He trailed up to my mouth, slowly moving his lips in sync with mine.

"Mm I gotta finish the cookies" I pulled back, not really wanting to. Bif stood up and leaned against the fridge, watching my every move. I laughed at his impatience, purposely going slower just to mess with him.

I finally had all the cookies onto baking sheets when the oven was done preheating. I put them in and walked over to the counter, throwing dishes into the sink.

Before I could even turn around, Bif was behind me. He rested his hands on my hips before playing with the hem of my underwear.

He started kissing the parts of my neck that he could reach once more, slowly trailing a hand up my sweater.

"Bif?" I managed to say clearly, despite how bad I wanted to moan.

"Hmm?" he hummed in my ear, sending chills down my spine.

I tried turning around, but he quickly pinned me against the counter. This was an awkward position.

I tried to stand back up straight only to feel a firm hand placed on my back. After I finally came to the conclusion I was stuck like this, he let go. He quickly pulled on my underwear, letting them fall to the ground.

I should've known where this was heading.

He let his hands trail back over my hips and to my ass, roughly squeezing when he got there. I let out a soft moan before one of his hands trailed under me, gently rubbing my most sensitive areas, pulling away only after he was satisfied with my moans.

I heard him unzip his zipper, followed by the sound of his pants hitting the ground. Before I could comprehend everything, he was inside of me.

I gasped by the sudden action, but soon started to squirm, wanting him to start moving.

He got the message and instantly started thrusting. Within seconds I was moaning his name out on repeat, on the verge of screaming.

He wasn't even trying to hide his grunts as he got as far into me as possible.

I tried moving with him but he pulled my hair, making me even more heated. He noticed, not untangling his hand as I arched my back. He started pounding into me even harder as I started screaming in pure pleasure.

His grunts and cussing got more frequent as he came near an end. As for me, I was already past that. The slightest touch could set me off again.

He was moaning and cussing as he released inside of me. We stayed in the same position as we panted, trying to catch our breathes. A short amount of time later Bif pulled out and put his boxers and pants back on. He got a glassful of water before sitting back down on the barstool.

Seconds passed and the timer for the cookies went off. I pulled my underwear up and shuffled past Bif, patting his back lightly, "now that that's out of your system, get the cookies out."

I stumbled off to take a shower before bed as Bif obeyed. What a night.