gotham imagines (2024 revamp!!!)

*request* Oswald Cobblepot smut!

(will use female y/n)  BrittneyLyons2
OSWALD COBBLEPOT // FLUFFY SMUT (btw I do have an actual Gotham smut book https://www.wattpad.com/story/126495214-gotham-smut-requests-closed-for-now )

As bleak as the day was, inside the house was alive and the fire was roaring with heat. Oswald sat on the couch, Y/n at his side. They shared a bottle of deep red wine, full with flavour, between two beautiful crystal wine glasses.

(y/n's pov)

''I appreciate you so much, my dear.'' Oswald shares out of the blue, sighing with delight. ''As random as that was, it is so true, you've stuck by my side from day one. You believed in me when no one else did, you never betrayed me showing me true loyalty what friends should have. Except the day we became more than friends, you set the world you made yourself, on fire. No, you are my world, you always have been. You may never understand how much you mean to me, I will try to show you, my love.'' He continues. A few stray tears escape my eyes.

''Don't cry.'' He smiles sweetly.

''I can't help but cry, you saved me from them, my family. Nothing can repay that but I will try my best to give you all the love I have, my soul, my heart, I give you everything.''

''Now you're going to make me cry.'' A tear escapes from his ducts.

''Let's not cry anymore, I have cried enough for a lifetime.'' He smiles and wraps his arms around me, burying his head in my neck. I break the hug and kiss him, gingerly, not soon after he deepens it. He brings his hand up to my hair and runs through it, lightly. I give out a gasp as his hands wanders down my sides onto my thighs.

''What are you trying to achieve there, Mr. Cobblepot?'' I tease. 

''Nothing...'' He trails off, kissing my neck. I laugh lightly but shut up as he grips my thigh.

''Don't start a game you won't finish.'' I warn him.

''Say that to every monopoly game we play.'' He jokes in a serious tone.

''Carry on, then.'' I sigh.

His kisses trace my jawline and lead down my neck, they become more needy and rough as he reaches my collarbone again, he has made marks no doubt. He always does. 

*small time skip*

Our clothes were tugged off and we are now in the private space of our bedroom. Oswald is hovering above me breathing hotly down my ear and neck. 

''You ready, my love?'' He asks, sounding out of breath.

''Mhm.'' I answer, my hands going to grip the bed sheets.

One rough thrust and he's inside of me in no time, sending shivers down my arched spine.

''That too much?'' He asks, concerned. 

''No, it's good...'' I reply, letting out a deep breath.

He starts to slowly thrust back into, pulling all the way out then taking his time going back in. We always skip foreplay due to our short amounts of time or depending on how needy we (he more likely) are.

''You can speed up.'' I tell him.

''Oh, thank god.'' He moans out, wasting no time by slamming into me. 

My back arches more and he pushes me down and grips one hand onto the headboard above us. His other hand grips my shoulder, tightly.

It felt as if my body was on fire, lit with a passion, a longing. 

He pushed into me harder and eventually caught a rhythm. 

Faster.

Faster.

Harder.

Harder.

Aaaaaaand...

Oswald lets out quite a loud moan and I join him soon after we both climaxed.

He rode out our high's, I felt an overwhelming fatigue.

I just wanted to go straight to sleep.

''We'll clean up in the morning.'' He kisses my forehead and pulls the cover over us both. It doesn't take long to drift off.

ENDNDNNDNDND