Imagines Irish and British people

Fionn Whitehead - Foreplay /smut / NSFW

In order to get through that massive crush I have on Mr. Whitehead, here is a tiny one-shot.

Y/N brushed his hair at first but it soon turned out she was pulling them.

"Shit, I'm sorry, Fionn"

"It's fine, I actually like... that thing of yours: your fingers through my hair, it's really wild", he mutterd shyly to you ear while biting your collarbone - there would mandatorily be lovebites over here the next few days.

By now, Y/N's legs started shaking as Fionn took off her dress that he slipped over her head.

"You're so wet, darling!"

"Oh, stop that Whitehead", he looked at her with concern "Stop teasing like that, you know it only makes it worse"

The young actor chuckled as he was taking Y/N's hips in his hands to make his moves easy to her laps. He straddled her when he had the opportunity and tilted his head to her wet area. Y/N's legs formed a triangle, her hands still gripping Fionn's hair. Y/N was about to remove her underwear when Fionn slapped her hand, shaking his head in disapproval. "Nope, nope, nope, you gotta wait, love!"

He slided a finger in her knickers, another one joining a few seconds later. Fionn pulled out his fingers out of the mess boiling under her knickers. He fondled Y/N's left groin with his moist and long fingers. "So fucking wet!", he said while his bulge was growing as a maniac. He licked the whole drops that started to fall off her groin.

Fionn paused for a while. "What are you up to, Whitehead? I'm a mess, you can't leave me like that!", exclaimed Y/N. 

Fionn laughed with a large smirk on his face. "Well, you can finish by yourself, love! I'll watch you coming with those fingers of yours. If you are as good with them when you grip my hair that fucking tight than when you touch yourself, I bet you won't last one minute"

"Oh, now you bet?", Y/N chuckled "well, if you bet, I guess...", she continued panting, almost out of breath.

Fionn let go of Y/N's embrace and she started to touch herself slowly at first but then fairly quickly. Her head met the headboard as her back left the bed sheets. Fionn moaned between his teeth before letting go a deafening noise like a beast howling or something. 

"You sure about your bet, Whitehead?"

"Dead sure! Hell yeah, you look great like that!"

Y/N inserted one, two, three fingers. Fionn gasped at this scene, imagining his cock instead. He took off his trousers, his underwear showing the mound growing under. He approached Y/N again, hopeless to get involved in this coming orgasm of hers. Eyelids closed, Y/N could hear her lover getting close. Her wet fingers left her vagina as she opened her eyes. Fionn was looking at her, taking her face in his two hands and displaying kisses over her face, neck and breasts. 

Y/N created a gap between Fionn's lips with her soaked fingers. Fionn stared at her with desire. "Let me taste it, Y/N", he said in one breath. And so she did.

"So fucking good. So. Fucking. Good"

Steamy. Shit, I need a life (and a fan). RIGHT NOW would be great.