KingSmith One-Shots [Dead by Daylight]

Beautiful

WARNING : DESCRIPTIVE SMUT - NSFW

[Quentin's Point of View]

I hate and despise my body. I have scars all over the place, some of them even being visible. That dipshit, perverted dream demon, Freddy Krueger, caused this. Every dream I have, he cuts me in some way and somewhere which makes a scar over time. Sometimes I just wish he could get it over with and kill me off. Then again, I wouldn't  have my perfect boyfriend. Let me just say, his body is just... UGH! I'm definitely jealous but at least I can still have it~!
Speaking of which, I can hear him complaining about something on the TV - most likely football.
I let a small chuckle escape my lips as I changed into more comfortable and covering clothes to keep my scars hidden. Pretty much my usual clothes; a long-sleeved, slightly oversized shirt and jeans. It's pretty simple and comfortable. I made my way out of my room and to the living room to see that David was, like I said, watching and complaining about football. "What happened this time?" I ask, walking over to him and sat on his lap so he could pay attention to me and only me~.

"He didn't tackle him! The other team got a touchdown because of him!" David told me which just made me chuckle and shake my head.

"Oh no... Whatever shall you do?" I tease him, a smile growing on my lips as I teased.

"It's so annoying, Quentin. You don't understand," he said and that made me jokingly roll my eyes at him and scoff.

"Hmm, okay but I do understand that I want to kiss you." With that, I connected our lips and that helped him calm down. I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of his soft lips on mine. You can say that I'm addicted to it.
I felt his arms wrap around my waist which caused mine to wrap around his neck and quickly deepen our already wet kiss. His tongue entered my mouth when I deepened the kiss, making a small and quiet moan escape my throat. I heard him chuckle slightly, a red tint appearing on my face because of it.

Soon enough, however, we were in our bedroom, him being on top of me and me, of course, below him. I don't know how I feel about this, though... I want this to happen but... how will he feel about the scars? God, what do I do?
Subconsciously, I pulled his shirt off only to soon stop him when he tried to do the same to me. "D-David, I... I don't know about this," I say as I pulled away from our kiss, opening my eyes to look up at him.

"What? What's wrong?" he asked me, sounding worried, as if he did something wrong.

"I-I just... I don't feel comfortable having people seeing my body..." I slowly uttered out to answer him, turning my head away to avoid eye contact for now.

"Why? I bet you're beautiful just like your face is~," I hear him purr into my ear, turning me on a bit more. God dammit...

"No, David, trust me..."

"Let me see for myself and I'll be the judge of that."

"No, that's not necessa--" I try to tell him but my shirt was hurriedly pulled off. I immediately glance up at him to see his expression when he saw my scars but his face was... unreadable... Oh fuck... "I-I'm sorry, I should j-just, umm," I began, trying to get out from being below him but he stopped me by pinning me back down to the bed. This caused my face to turn into a light shade of red.

"Quentin, you're beautiful."
Wait, what? Did I hear that right? I'm... what? This is new, I don't know how to feel about this...

"I'm what?" I ask, clear confusion ringing through my voice.

"You're beautiful," he repeated and reconnected our lips into the same deep and wet kiss.

"Thank you," I muttered against his lips and we went back to our scenario.
A few moments of just kissing, David began taking my pants off but this isn't fair! He still has his on! So, what did I do? I took his pants off as well but much quicker than him.

"Hmm, you're thirsty," he whispered as his lips slowly trailed down to my neck, causing me to tilt my head to the side to give him more room.

"I know," I giggled softly before moaning out quietly when I felt him gently bite the skin on my neck. This caused me to get turned on even more... fuck.
A few more soft moans escaped my lips when he continued biting and kissing my neck but I soon felt him take the rest of my clothes off, so I did the same to him.

"Just tell me if I hurt you," he said and I simply nodded only to gasp loudly, feeling his hardness enter inside of me.
Either way though, I adjusted myself and gave him another nod to tell him that he could move and, with that, he did.
I moaned out again and gripped his shoulders slightly, feeling him move in and out of my tightness. Though, he seemed like he became bored after a while of going the same pace so he picked it up which just made my moans grow in volume. I got bored of this pace after a while and ran my hands up into his hair, tugging at it to tell him to move faster.
He almost automatically got the hint and thrusted both harder and faster. I closed my eyes tightly as I moaned louder and slightly higher in pitch.

"D-David harder, pl-please~!" I begged and began screaming in pleasure when he did what I said and even picked his pace up with it. Because of this, I felt my body bounce with each thrust he did into me. "F-Fuck yes~!" I cried out in pleasure, arching my back when he started kissing my neck again to send more pleasure throughout my body. God, I can't fucking handle this... I desperately tugged at his hair, not being able to handle all of the pleasure he kept giving me.
"David, I-I'm clo... close," I stuttered out to him, crying and screaming more afterward when he just continued, making me scratch his back, leaving scratch marks behind from it.

"Sh-Shit, me too," he grunted as a response but he didn't stop nor slow down at all. He thrusted into me much harder this time around and that made me almost instantly climax. He groaned slightly when I screamed out his name and climaxed deep inside of me. He slowly pulled out when he was done and collapsed next to me. I panted heavily after all of that and cuddled up next to him, my arms wrapped around him tightly.
"You know, I wouldn't expect someone as tired as you would scream that loud~," he purred as he wrapped his arms around me as well.

"Oh shush... It felt amazing," I giggled quietly and pecked his soft lips before I hid my face into his bare chest. "Was it better than that football game?"

"A little," he replied which made me look up at him with a fake glare. "Okay, okay, it was better than anything. How about that?"

"Better." I nodded, happy with his answer and looked back down. "I love you."

"I love you, too, beautiful."