Bully characters x reader (oneshots)

Alone Time (Gord Vendome x reader) (smut)

x gender neutral
Word Count: 1270
Requests: CLOSED

As requested by @odd-ish (sorry it isn't exactly how you requested, I goofed.)
(and tagging OrqanicEden as well since I did your Gord request as a lime instead of a lemon a while back)

"Oh hello Y/n. Don't you look stunning!" Gord greeted with a light hug as I entered his seemingly empty house.

"Hello Gord, and thanks," I smiled warmly at the adorable prep, "where is everyone?" I observed the room but didn't see or hear a soul.

"Oh, you're early, they'll be here in an hour or so..." I raised a brow, amused. I walked into his kitchen, pouring us both a cup of wine from a bottle he had set out. 

"Gord. If anything, I'm late. You said be here by six, it's six fifteen... So what's going on?" He shuffled nervously as I handed him his glass and grinned, avoiding laughing at how miserably he failed at whatever his goal was.

"Okay, fine. Everyone else will be here at eight thirty. I thought this would be a wonderful opportunity to spend some time with you. Alone."

I chuckled lightly and bit by lip to suppress a full blown laughing fit. Gord scowled, adjusting his neck tie anxiously before clearing his throat, "you do know there are nicer ways of rejecting people Y/n."

I finished off my glass of wine, gently setting it on the counter before walking around to Gord, who was on the other side of the kitchen island.

I gently ran my hand down the tie resting on his chest with a numb expression.

"I wasn't rejecting you," I smirked before refilling my glass and walking away towards the living room, sitting on the overly expensive couch.

"Well you sure have a doubtful way of expressing your true intentions..." He mumbled, following my actions to sit next to me on the couch.

He wasn't wrong, I always ended up giving people the wrong idea. My main feeling is amusement due to the fact that everyone is an idiot. When I'm not as amused my expression is numb and I seem like a complete prick. There is no in between.

I ignored his comment and continued the conversation, "okay, we have about two hours of alone time. What do you propose we do?" I set my glass on the coffee table and turned towards him.

His face reddened under my gaze and he rubbed his hands together nervously, "well, I obviously didn't think this through... Do you have any suggestions?" He finally looked at me.

I smirked, throwing my leg over his lap in one quick motion so I was straddling him. I leaned down until my lips grazed the bottom of his ear and whispered, "I have a few..."

With much more confidence than before, his hands slowly made their way up from where my knees met the couch to rest on my hips.

"Splendid," he grinned as he brought one of his hands to the back of my head, bringing my face down until our lips met.

Our make out session was heated and full of passion as our lips slowly moved in sync with occasional tongue. The room got heated as the lack of friction started bothering me.

I slowly started to grind on him earning a groan. He lightly trailed his hands down my sides until he reached the hem of my pants, unbuttoning them eagerly.

I stood up and quickly discarded my pants and shirt, leaving me in only my underwear. Gord pulled his pants off as well, after a short pause of shock and a lustful gaze of course.

I crawled back onto his lap and started attacking his lips again. After a short moment, I started trailing kisses from his jawline to his neck.

During my attack of love bites, I quickly unbutton his shirt, leaving him in only his boxers and neck tie.

Before I could finish my assault, Gord threw me onto my back and crawled to hover over me.

I felt his excitement rub against me as he leaned down, making his own trail of wet kisses and harsh bites from my neck to the hem of my underwear. He quickly threw them off and smirked up at me devilishly.

I groaned, grabbing hold of his neck tie and pulling his face back to mine.

He chuckled before I pulled him down, crashing his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms loosely around his shoulders as our kissing progressed.

We shared sloppy yet passionate kisses for a few minutes before I decided to escalate things. I moved my knee up and rubbed it against Gords bulge.

He gasped, pulling away from the kiss and resting his head in the crook of my neck, panting from both lack of air and complete lust.

I took the opportunity to switch things up, pushing Gord onto his back and crawling over him. I quickly removed his boxers, revealing how aroused he actually was.

I gave him one more sweet kiss before slowly sitting on his member.

Within a few seconds I started at a slow pace, progressively speeding up.

Soft lustful moans and groans along with skin slapping and occasional cussing was all that sounded throughout the living room for a good fifteen minutes.

At this point, Gord had a tight grip on my ass and was thrusting up due to my slowing down.

I neared my end as my vision blurred and thoughts clouded.

Gord held me up as he soon came to his end as well. He quickly lifted me off of him as he released onto my stomach as well as his.

I laid curled up on my side beside him as we slowly started breathing normal. He watched me breathe with tired eyes as he slowly ran his hand up and down my side.

"I'm glad we go-" his words were interrupted by the doorbell sounding throughout the mansion.

"Shit," I huffed, quickly sitting up next to Gord and observing our, quiet literally, sticky situation.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. No ones suppose to be here yet. Go to the bathroom and get cleaned up!" He whispered/yelled, gathering my scattered clothes quickly and tossing them to me.

"Gord open up! It's Bif and Derby!" Bifs voice sounded from outside the front door.

I hurried off to the nearest bathroom as Gord half assed cleaning himself up and got dressed.

By the time I got out of the bathroom Bif and Derby were inside and Pinky along with Chad were just walking in.

Gord failed to toss me my underwear so I secretly scanned the room with a flushed face.

Just as I located them across the room on an antique vase, Derby started laughing hysterically.

Bif was already half way to where they laid. They beat me to it. Damn.

Gord shuffled nervously as everyone else in the room laughed.

"Did you two have fun?" Chad raised a brow with a smirk.

"Please don't tell me you did it in here" Pinky whined.

"Oh that's hilarious!" Bif threw the piece of clothing at Chad who just dodged it and had a disgusted expression.

Derby patted Gord proudly on the back then smirked as he listened to the childish remarks, "okay shall we continue with our night or dwell on this further?"

Gord just rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and stared at the floor.

Everyone but Gord and I headed outside to the fire pit with shushed laughter.

"Well that's embarrassing," I giggled nervously.

"Hopefully they'll drop it soon," he sighed.

Bif leaned in the doorway with an amused expression, "are you guys joining us or staying inside for round two?"

"Haha." I glared at him.

Gord grabbed my hand gently and started towards the door, "this should be an interesting night to say the least..."