The • Lost • boys (Discontinued)

🍑Dwayne🍑

This story contains mentions of abuse to which some readers may find triggering.

WARNING ⚠️:
- nothing bad really, regular vanilla sex
- Dwayne being a soft boi

Today wasn't a good day at all, your father came home drunk, beat you, and went back out.
As if Jesus listened to your prayers, your pain killer knocked on the door.
You opened it to reveal a muscular man with dark brown hair with a single tooth tangling from his ear,
it was Dwayne.
"Dwayne." You exclaimed, giving him a hug, trying not to cry.
"Hey easy there shorty." He laughed.
He grabbed your jaw to make you look at him,
"Have you been crying?"
"Yeah, you're here now, I'm fine." You say, trying your best to smile without feeling like you're swallowing thorns.
"Was it your dad?"
You looked down, finally letting the tears break loose, as if they were the violent waves breaking through a dam.
"Hey, hey, it's ok baby." Dwayne said, picking you up and bringing you to the couch. Once gently sitting himself down, with you on his lap, he moved a strand of hair out of your face and started wiping your tears away.
"Tell me what happened baby, take your time."
"Oh ya' know, the usual," You say sniffling ", he comes home, beats me and then goes back out to get wasted."
"How did he hurt you?"
"Kicking my stomach, that's what hurts the most really."
"We should try something," he said,
"What's that?"
"Me and you focus on each other and we basically...fuck away the pain."
"I'm new to it though." You giggled.
"Oh, well that gives me more time to focus on you." He said, slowly lowering you into the couch and getting on top of you.
"Can you be gentle?"
"Or course, I want to make your first time, the best time of your life."
He took off his jacket, he wasn't wearing a shirt as per usual. Once that was off, he gently lifted your shirt off, revealing the purple bruises, some of them started to turn yellow.
"Once I'm done with this, he is going to be just another person on the missing's bulletin board." He said, gently going over the bruises like soft feathers.
He took off your bra, and started twisting and teasing your nipples until they were stiff.
"That feels funny." You laugh, not long after, he did too.
He then bent down to your neck and began leaving hickeys, he went lower to your breasts where he swirled his tongue around one nipple with his hand playing with the other. Whilst this was going on, you were moaning softly, it sounded like a sweet melody to Dwayne. He showers your bruised stomach with butterfly kisses, he went further to the hem of your pants.
"Are you ready (Y/n)?" He asked.
"Y-y-yes." You answered.
"If you don't want to, we don't have to."
"I want to." You say for definite.
He gives a small smile as he undone your pants button and pulled them down along with your panties. He pulled your legs apart gently and started playing with your bud, causing moans to escape from your plump lips.
Once he thought you were wet enough to slide into, he undone his pants and started pumping his member.
"Ready?" He whispered, you answered with a nod and he slowly entered you.
You tightly shut your eyes and yelped, a few tears managed to escape but Dwayne caught them with his lips. He thrusted slowly into you, trying to be careful of your stomach. A couple of tears and pauses later, nothing but pleasure engulfed you. He buried his head into the crook of your neck, thrusting into you slowly with you gently moaning in his ear. The sounds got sloppier and sloppier and unfamiliar feeling was in your stomach,
"D-d-dwayne." You said shaking.
"Cum for me baby." He said during deep breathes. A few thrusts later, the intoxicating feeling exited you and onto Dwayne. Not long after, Dwayne pulled out, pumped himself a few times releasing a warm white liquid onto your stomach, as he did so he groaned deeply as he held one of your legs on his shoulder.
"How was that?" He asked, taking deep breathes whilst you were trying to catch yours.
"A-amazing."
After cleaning yourselves up, watching tv and talking, Dwayne said he had to deal with something.
"What do you have to deal with Dwayne?" You ask, following him to the front door.
"I'm gonna find that asshole who hurt my angel."