Sorry this took so long, 666HORROR666 ! I love you and I hope everything is okay!❤️❤️❤️ (Also, how good is that fuckin' photo like fucking christ)
Warning: Smut.
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I hummed happily to myself as I scraped the blue sponge down the soapy plate, collecting tiny bits of grime and dunking it into the water. I loved how the soap smelt when I was cleaning the dishes, it always calmed me no matter what was going on. 'One...Twenty-one guns...lay down your arms...give up the fight...' I softly sang, integrating between humming and singing periodically until I heard the front door slam shut. I barely even jumped, Ricky had a habit of accidentally slamming doors so it was pretty normal. 'Hi! Is that you, Ricky?' I called, not bothering to turn around and check. I always kept the door locked so I knew that it was Ricky. He didn't reply, instead storming around the house and slamming different doors before making his way over to me. 'Are you feeling alright?' I asked, turning around and smiling happily at him. I couldn't help but frown once I noticed his raven black hair hanging over his eyes and the distinct tremble in his breath. I wiped the water off my hands with a nearby tea towel before cupping his cheeks and asking if he was alright.
'I feel...I don't know. I feel infuriated. I had to leave before I smashed Devin's skull against the bloody wall but I don't know why.' It pained me to wear those words. Ricky had always had trouble controlling his murderous tendencies but he always managed to keep them at bay. 'I don't want to hurt anybody but sometimes it's the only thing that will come to my mind.'
'It's alright. Did you want me to make you something to eat?'
'No, I just...I don't know what I want at the moment...'
'Maybe...' I snickered, leaning forward and wrapping my arms around his neck 'maybe you want me?' I teased, brushing my lips against his before running my tongue along his lip rings. I felt his hands slither around my waist, black nails digging into my waist as he growled against my lips.
'I was thinking the same thing...' I could've sworn his eyes flashed a bloody red colour before our lips met and eyes shut, causing my mind to slip away from any thoughts I once had. I couldn't help but love the feeling of his cold skin against mine and I soon pulled away from him in order to snicker and gently wiggled out of his grip.
'Well come on then, we're not doing this here.'
'Fine.' He groaned loudly, taking my hand and dragging me through the kitchen and down the hall, into our shared bedroom. I was immediately shoved onto our bed before being pinned down by my boyfriend. I chuckled once I noticed the slightly irritated look on his face.
'Awh, you look so cute when you're pouting like that.'
'Shut up.' He demanded, pinning both my arms above my head with one hand and wrapping his fingers around my neck. I couldn't help but feel a sudden concern shoot through my being as I realised he could kill me at that moment. My throat was in his hand, his thumb pressed against my larynx and though I usually trusted him, his mood frightened me and I could tell he wasn't paying attention. He gazed down at me, licking his lips hungrily before applying gradual pressure to my throat. I couldn't deny it, it felt like he had shoved his whole thumb through my neck. I struggled momentarily before freeing my wrists from his grip and striking him across the cheek with an open palm. He always told me to slap him if he ever went too far but I had slapped him so hard he slipped off the bed. I caught my breath quickly before sitting up and hopping down beside him, asking if he was okay.
'I-I'm so sorry, I-I got scared a-and I-
'Fuck, it's alright...shit you're strong though.' He joked, sitting up and pressing his cold palm against the burning hand print on his cheek. 'I'm so fucking sorry, I have no idea what was going on in my head. I just spaced out...'
'It's alright. It was pretty hot, I started, chuckling 'I just got scared is all...it hurt really bad.'
'Fuck, (Y/n), I-'
'Calm down. It's fine. Don't apologise.' I snickered when I watched him remove his hand from his cheek and gently leaned forward, nuzzling my neck.
'You're too kind to me...'
'Shush, you big idiot. Go sit down and I'll get you an ice pack.' I insisted, standing up with Ricky doing the same.
'You could do that, or you could lay back down and I could apologise properly.' He winked, sitting back down and dragging me on top of him until I plopped down on his lap, our chests pressing together and his lips peppering kisses along the front of my neck. I giggled lightly when his hands traced down my spine, all the way to my butt.
'You're obsessed with butts.' I chuckled. He paused for a moment to gaze up at me (since the position we were in made him around eye level with my collar bone).
'No, just your butt. S'all soft and it fits in my hands so well...' He grinned, squeezing.
'Hehe. Butt.' I childishly snickered before pushing him down and spreading his knees apart with my legs. I poked my butt out just for him before gently leaning down and capturing his lips with my own. Though I was usually quite shy and nervous, I knew Ricky was terrified of hurting me again and I wanted to be the one to guide him so he felt more comfortable. I pressed both my hands to his chest, leaning on him as our lips moved in sync. I couldn't help but whimper against his lips as his hands snuck underneath the waistband of my shorts, his bare, cold skin rubbing my arse. He gradually pulled my shorts and undies down until they slid down my legs and I kicked them onto the floor.
I pulled away from Ricky for a moment, noticing his pink lips glisten with saliva before he ran his tongue over his black spider bites. 'You have to undress too...' I whined, wiggling my butt and sitting myself down on his lap, dragging my hands down to the zipper of his tight black jeans. He sat up, complying with my wishes and slipping his shirt off before eagerly gripping them hem of my shirt and yanking it over my head. I covered my chest, my lack of bra being the reason why. I didn't want him to see me completely naked until his pants had come off.
'Babe, come on...'
'Nope. You first.' I insisted. He rolled his eyes and let his hands creep down to his zipper, unbuttoning and trying as best as he could to get his pants off whilst I was still on his lap. I lifted myself up slightly, allowing him to get both his pants and boxers down.
'Happy?'
'Very...' I smiled at him, taking my hands off my chest and grinding myself down onto him, feeling his erection run up and down my dripping slit.
'You took your contraceptives this morning, right?' He asked, a distinct desperation in his voice. I assured him I did before pressing him against my entrance and slowly sinking down onto him, breath hitching at the familiar stretch of it all. I felt my stomach clench before Ricky's hands flew to my waist, flipping us over before pulling out and slamming back into me. My back arched, lips parting but my moans were swallowed by Ricky leaning down and roughly kissing me. His thrusts were slow but hard, obviously savouring the feeling. It felt more intimate than every other time we had slept together and I absolutely loved it. I wrapped my arms around his neck, curling my fingers in his hair as his hands wandered to my hips. I panted heavily as he sped up, nails gently grazing my flesh as our lips parted and he buried his face into the crook of my neck. I gasped suddenly as he began pounding into my g-spot, forcing my mind into an unreal state of animalistic moans and pleas.
'F-Fuck! P-Please, Ricky, fuck, I- god, fuck, harder please!' I begged, clawing at his pale back whilst wrapping my legs around his waist. The headboard suddenly slammed against the wall and my orgasm immediately ripped through me. The euphoria was so intense that all my muscles tightened, causing Ricky to finish soon after me. We both laid there for a moment, catching our breaths before Ricky pulled out and yanked the covers out from under me, tucking us both in before I fell asleep in his arms.
