Stale Coffee | Dylan O'Brien

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-smut lol-

kora;

10:58pm ; October 30th, 2015

I shut my front door and locked it, dragging Dylan to my room. He shut the bedroom door behind him and kissed my forehead.

He took his shirts off and changed into a pair of sweatpants he left here. Jumping into bed, he looked me up and down.

I smiled to myself before taking off my clothes, leaving me in a black laced thong with a matching bra.

I looked into the mirror before walking to my dressers, seeing a smirk grow in Dylan's face.  "What?" I asked, giggling like I was back in my middle school.

He groaned with a smile, getting off my bed and walking over. Standing behind me, his arms found their way around my waist while he placed soft kisses on my neck.

While I pursed my lips together, I grew antsy. "Why don't you just stay like this?" He whispered. I felted his hot breath on my neck while his fingers crept downwards to the waistband of my thong.

My stomach churned as I slowly became more and more turned on. His kiss trail went all the way up towards my ear.

Smiling while I turned my head to him slightly. "I'm not used to this Dylan," I commented. "But I'm starting to like him." He turned my body to face him.

Dylan kissed me passionately seconds before grabbing my hands and drew me over to the bed. Being lured by fascination and curiosity, I got on. Yet as he laid down, I straddled him on his hips.

He leaned up on a pillow behind him. "You're so hot," I murmur, making him smirked as he rubbed my waistline. "Why don't we do this all the time?"

"I'm a gentleman." He teased. Dylan traced his bottom lip with tongue, his teeth sinking in afterward.

I took a harsh swallow before arching my back to lean against him. I ran my fingers through his hair, connecting our tongues before our lips.

His hands reached over my back and underneath my butt. I, ever so slightly, bit his bottom lip as he started to rub me through the thin cotton.

I felt Dylan's tongue on the back of my teeth, making me run mine below his. His pace picked up, causing me to hum longly into the kiss.

He moved the fabric to the side, sticking in two fingers unexpectedly, triggering me to moan louder than expected, Dylan roughly pushed his fingers in and out.

I gripped on his shoulders as I pulled away from the kiss to bite my lip. "Hold on, baby." He whispered seductively into my ear.

My lips met his neck as I began to suck to keep myself busy. Hickeys started to appear bright red along his jaw line. He pulled his fingers out to take off his pants while I leaned up.

I sat overtop of his bulge, his boxers still on. I began to grind softly, making him gnaw on his bottom lip.

"Kora," he whined while tugging at what was left on my body. "Please." I smirked and moved my hair as his hands went for my back. He unlatched my bra and slung it to the side. While I sat back, he used his pinky fingers to pull off my wet thong.

He licked his lips the entire way, staring at me in amazement. "You're so," he paused, pulling me closer. "beautiful."

Dylan raised his warm hands up to my chest; forcing me to shudder slightly once he began to massage my breasts. Rubbing turned to sucking and I was left with hickeys all over.

I slowly pulled down his boxers and caught his long, hard member with my right hand. I pulled his boxers all the way down to his ankles, letting him kick them off.

I grabbed Dylan's hands and put them underneath my thighs, preventing him from moving. I smirked while I brought my heat up to his shaft, rubbing up and down slowly as if it was a hand job.

Every now and then I changed my pace. Moans constantly came out of the two of us. "K- kora, baby." He stuttered out.

I hummed slightly, pulling him forward. I got into a low, kneeling position and my brought my mouth to his tip. I licked from his base and up. A wail of pleasure escaped his lips as I wrapped my lips around him.

I began to bob up and down, clenching a fist to prevent gagging. I took a deep breath and inched closer to his base, using my hand to pump what I couldn't.

His hand reached for my hair, gripping it tightly. I pulled my hands away and pushed all the way down. Dylan threw his head backwards. "Fuck, Kora!" He exclaimed. Deep throating for just a little, I pulled away.

He finally flipped me over, putting me in doggy style. My chest was hitting the comforter while my hands and cheek were all the way down. My back was arched and I felt him from behind.

I shut my eyes as I felt him align himself with my opening. "Dylan," I stuttered out, not being able to finish my sentence.

"I'll take care of you."

Before I could prepare myself, Dylan slammed into me, making me feel tight in my core. I yelped as my eyes swelled up with tears as he penetrated in and out roughly.

He hand his hands on my hips, bringing them back and forth with him. Our moans grew louder and louder, filling the house. "I'm gonna come, Dyl." I pleaded but got no responds.

I clenched together, preventing myself from doing anything to early. He continued to forcefully move back and forth, getting all the way down to his base.

I continued to cry out in a pleasure pain. "Baby, I'm gonna-" Dylan muttered before we released at the same time.

He pulled out of me and sighed in relief, I sat up slowly and laid back with him. He brought the covers over us. He kissed my lips and pulled me in close. I could still feel his crotch against me.

"Thank you for one, happy month."