Guilty Pleasures (Reader x Various lemons)

Movie Night (Tala Valkov)

Rolling your eyes as Ian laughed rather obnoxiously at an adult joke that wasn't funny, which Bryan decided it was a good time to tell. You knew what you were in for when you and Tala began dating. These boys are a handful, but they're the only family Tala has, and brothers you never knew you wanted. Annoying like brothers are suppose to be, but you loved them even though you would never say it. Cuddling up next to your boyfriend, you sighed contently, while you, Tala, and Spencer paid attention to the cheesy yet mockingly fun horror movie, as Bryan and Ian continued ogling the large breasted survivor girl.

Wrapping his arm tightly around your waist, Tala leaned in to whisper in your ear. "She has your cup size." You playfully pushed your lover away, ignoring his sudden tracing your side with his fingertips, and continued watching the movie. He pressed on. "We can always turn in early for some alone time." Turning your head, you arched an eyebrow; laying your hand on his and forcing his wandering hand to stay still.

"What about the movie? It's just getting to the climax." You could slap yourself right now. Tala's smirk twisted into a wolfish grin. Scoffing, you turned back to the TV, as the killer slowly approached his next victim, corning the poor girl before stabbing her with his machete.

"This movie's climax is nothing compared to the one I can give you." Your breath hitching in your throat, as you expected, his quick wit to have a similar rebuttal. Instead of giving in so easily, you decided to play a little. Lightly resting your hand on his leg dangerously close to his groin, you squeezed tightly.

"Is that so?" you quipped, challenging the blader. "If I recall, last time I made you climax three times." Flashing your own cocky smile, Tala drummed his fingers along your thigh, and nipped your ear.

"Only because I let you, but don't forget, I know your weak spots too." Trailing his fingers up your thigh, he grabs onto your ass hard, rubbing in circles. "I can have you begging for me in no time." he growled, loud enough to gain the other boy's attentions, and causing them to turn their heads towards Tala. Bryan scoffs, waving the lovebirds off as annoying.

"Go fuck already, jesus christ. We're trying to watch a movie." Tala hopped up from his chair, pulling you with him. Giggling, you accepted his challenge, your e/c turning into daring slits. Tala returned the dare, slapping your ass, and turned around to drag you toward the staircase that led up to the bedrooms. Stepping in front, you slowly ascended, swaying your hips, knowing your boyfriend couldn't take his eyes off your tantalizing ass.

"Just fucking go already!" Ian threw bits of popcorn he's been muching on at the two, shooing them away. Before the readhead could retort, you dragged him up the stairs, switching is attention with a swift and needy kiss.

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Slamming the door shut, Tala's wolf-like grin beamed through the dim lit room. His crystalline blue slits watched your every move, waiting for the right time to pounce. "Couldn't wait, could you? Are you that desperate for my cock?" Stifling a shiver, you sauntered close to your boyfriend, running a finger down his chest and to his ever growing member, his breathe briefly held.

"If anything, you're the desperate one. Nothing's happening, and you're already this hard." Forcing you into a kiss, Tala's hand grips your jaw roughly, as his tongue slips into your mouth and wiggling against your wet muscle. Moaning into the kiss, you wrap your arms around his neck, reaching up to give his crimson locks a good yank. Tala nibbles your bottom lip gently, guiding you to his bed, and pushing you down, only to straddle your hips with his.

"Really? Maybe we should check what's going on with you." Roughly, your boyfriend slips his hand passed your leggings and behind your panties, rubbing your dripping sex. Bending down to your ear, he slowly licks the shell of your ear, whispering huskily. "You're already soaked." Gasping, you arch your hips against his digits, while he inserts two fingers deep into your heat, scissoring your walls.