Good Girl - Archie Hicox

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"Is that my t-shirt?" Archie asked as you stepped into the bedroom with a cup of tea.

"Perhaps," you smirked, handing him the cup and straddling him. "Why'd you ask?" You looked down at him with lust blown eyes and a smirk.

"Because..." He trailed off and took a sip from his tea. "Stop looking at me like that, honey."

"If you insist," you got up and walked out of the room, leaving Archie to his thoughts.

"Good god..."
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Archie was groaning your name loudly as he wrapped a hand around his length and pumped slowly; his eyes were closed in bliss and you had only just entered the room and you smirked while you watched him.

"(Y/N)," he let out a moan of your name as he came and you chuckled softly, causing him to look up at you with wide eyes. "H-how long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough to know how badly you want me," you grinned.

"Sit on my lap, love," Archie replied, and you did as he said, your core mere millimetres from his still hard length. "Good girl."

"Woah, still hard, huh?" You chuckled, slowly positioning yourself on him, his length filling you up completely and causing you to let out a loud moan; Archie bit down on his bottom lip in order to control his own moans as he thrusted up into you and you ground down on him. "Stop biting that fucking lip!"

"Darling," he grinned, fisting a hand into your hair and pulling you down for a bruising kiss. "I love you."

"Fuck," you groaned, finding your rhythm with him easily. "I love you, too."

"Good girl," he praised, accent thick and egging you on further.

"Harder," you whined, release chasing you. "Fuck, Archie!"

"(Y/N)," he moaned, spilling himself inside of you as you came with him. "Good god, I love you."

"I love you, too."

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