Sting X Reader (A lemon book) {Requests are closed}

18] My Innocent Baby

Sting's P.O.V

It was a only a Christmas party. Why was I freaking out so much? I was palms were sweaty and my body was overheating. A smack to the back of my head brought me back to reality. "You ready to go see Y/n?" Rogue asked. That's it. That's why I'm so nervous. Y/n is gonna be there. "I'm not going to just see Y/n." I hissed.

"Stop lying to yourself Sting." Rogue tolled his eyes. I rolled my eyes and told him to get on the train. He nodded and stepped aboard. I got on with him but as we sat down we immediately got nauseous. This is going to be a long trip.

Y/n's P.O.V

"Y/n~~~~ Are you excited that Sting is coming?" Lucy teased. I blushed and nodded. "Are you guys gonna do the dirty?" Lucy asks. I tilt my head in confusion. "Why would I want to get dirty with Sting if I have just showered and got dressed for the party?" I asked quite confused. Lucy slapped her forehead. "That's not what I meant. I mean are you guys to do it?" Lucy asks once more. Again I am confused. "Lucy, I don't know what you are trying to ask of me." I say. "Never mind." Lucy says, walking away.

Then the door opens and Sting and Rogue walk in. Sting looks around the room and his eyes land on me. I blush and look away. He runs up to me and hugs me. "Nice to see you too." I pipe out because Sting is hugging me so tightly. "Sorry. I was just so excited to see you." Sting muffled into my neck. I let out a soft giggle. Suddenly, Sting let out a soft moan. Lucy looked at me a winked. He probably just got hurt. I can't think of any other scenario where he would be moaning. Sting started to brush up against me. I thought nothing of it and let go of him. When I did, Sting had a strong blush on his face. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I question. "Why wouldn't I be okay?" Sting asks right back. "Because you moaned. That meant you were in pain correct?" I said. His blush was now spreading to his ears. He grabbed my hand a led me to sit down at the table across the room. No one was around that area so I started to think.

'Why is he dragging me away?' 'Does he wanna show me something?' 'What does he want from me?' Thoughts flooded through my mind. Soon my body came to a halt. Sting's hand was running up and down my thigh. Maybe he was just giving me a massage. Nothing more, nothing less. Then his hands slowly crept to my private area. Maybe his hands were cold and need to be warmed up. Clearly there was nothing sexual about this. Right? "Sting, what are you doing?" I ask. "What do you think I'm doing?" Sting murmured back. "I don't know. Maybe your hands are cold. I can hold you hand if you want." I said smiling. "You really don't know what I'm doing?" Sting looks at me with a shocked expression. "I don't have a clue." I say. He chuckled deeply and sighs. "I guess I just have to show you." Sting pulled me up from the table and guided me to the guild door. I tilt my head in confusion. "We are heading to your house to do something a little intense." I don't even know what that means.

We arrive shortly and he practically knocks down my door. By the time we are in the house he slams me against the wall and grinds his private area against mine. I let out a slight moan. But I'm not in pain. It felt good. I am so confused. "Baby, you have no idea how much your moans turn me on. Please do it again." Sting growls lowly. I mimic the sound I had just made and then I feel cold down in my ladies area. My panties were completely tore off and so was my bright red skirt. Sting slammed his lips onto mine and I closed my eyes. It was so aggressive but I loved every minute of it. When he pulled back, red lipstick covered his lips.

Sting slowly glided his hand down to my, now, wet pussy. My back arched and I let out a high pitched moan. "Ohh~ Sting~."

In a flash, Sting's pants were off and his cock was inside of me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head in pleasure. It was too hot to handle. I didn't know how to react to this new found pleasure. It was overwhelming to be point where I was shedding tears, but oh dear god I don't want it to stop. I loved every ounce of this pleasure.

Sting made another sharp thrust into me and I moaned out. "Uhnnnn~ Daddy~."

"You like that? Yeah I bet you do!" Sting yelled out. I was so close to finishing but Sting had other plans. He turned me around and made my chest and face touch the wall. Then he started pounding into me from the back. I was practically drooling at this point. "Oh! Sting I'm so close!" I screeched. "Do it fucking cum!" Sting yelled. And so I did. I came all over his cock and he came inside of me. I was panting heavily. "I love you Y/n." Sting confessed. I smirked. "I love you too."

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This sucks

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Gabby out🤡