Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #2

Backseat Fun - Cassidy

It was boring, sitting in the backseat, even if Cassidy was with you; normally, you would put your head in his lap and sleep, or gaze out the window, sometimes even sing along to the radio, but you couldn't keep still for more than a few minutes. Jesse and Tulip were in the front seats, sharing a conversation you didn't care about, whereas Cassidy was looking at you with furrowed brows, evidently curious as to why you couldn't sit still.

"Cass," you said quietly, glancing at Jesse and Tulip quickly. "Fancy a quickie?"

"You gotta be bloody jokin'," the vampire whispered back, although there was a mischievous shine of humour in his eyes. "What if we get caught?"

"We won't," you reassured casually, cautiously grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand against the waistband of your jeans. "You up for it?"

"I'll do hand stuff," he licked his lips and slowly glided his hand into your jeans and under your panties, his fingers already close to your aching core. "But I ain't goin' all the way, I don't wanna be chucked out of the car, you know."

"A true gentleman," you said softly, but gasping quietly when two of his fingers slipped into your sex and began to pump in and out slowly. "God I love you."

"I only wish we weren't in the car," Cassidy said honestly, his fingers moving in a come hither movement for a few seconds. "I love you too."

"Keep going," you moaned, bucking your hips gently as the vampire continued to work on you. "Oh god, Cass."

"Hush, love," Cassidy whispered, pressing his lips against yours in order to silence your moans; in all truth, Cassidy was getting aroused himself, and he wasn't sure how much longer he could contain it. "There's a good girl."

"Am I allowed to cum?" You whispered against his lips while his fingers continued their movements, soothing your aching core and causing your hips to buck every now and then as pleasure tore through you.

"Please," he chuckled breathlessly. "Please cum for me, love." You bit your lip harshly as your juices soaked his hand, your chest heaving, hips twitching and bucking, walls clenching, quiet moans of Cassidy's name leaving your lips like the prayer of a dying sinner.