uncharted oneshots

🍋hard day? - samuel x reader 🍋

(⚠smut warning y'all, if youse is a kiddie, turn your head.)

⚠The only warning is daddy kink⚠

Sam's point of view:

I watched as my girlfriend walked in through the door, slammed it behind her, and made a bee-line to the bedroom. We have been together for two years, and this is probably the second time I've seen her this stressed. Our only words were, "How was work, Sweetheart?" to which she responded with a prompt and tired, "Fine."

I knew she had been exhausted, she had worked the entire week, from 5 am to 9 pm. No wonder she stomped off to the bedroom. I picked up the remote, pressing the red power button and watched as Judge Judy disappeared into fuzzy blackness.

(I BET HE WATCHES JUDGE JUDY AND SCREAMS AT THE TV PWODKS)

I stood up, stretching letting a groaning sound erupt from my throat. I slowly made my way to the door, putting my ear to the cool wooden frame. She was already snoring.

I placed my hand on the bronze knob and turned it to open the door. I saw she was asleep on her stomach sprawled across the entire king-sized bed. I slapped a hand over my mouth to stifle a laugh because of how cute she looked.

My eyes landed on y/n, who was snoring softly on the bed. I sat on it beside her, putting a hand on her calf comfortingly, trying not to disturb her from her sleep. My thumb rubbed on her thigh slowly, making circles on it. She barely stirred, making small mumbling sounds. Her lips twitching, then remaining parted.

My mind began to wander, about what else she could be doing making those soft noises in her sleep. I think that doing a 5 to 9 job every single day for a week, she deserves something to help her relax.

Y/n continued to murmur, lain on her stomach with her legs spread apart. 'Perfect' I thought to myself, taking the thin sheet off of her.

The only problem, keeping her sound asleep when she is still in her work uniform. I carefully looped my fingers around her black jeans and pulled them down to her ankles.

I threw them across the room, thudding quietly to the ground. Y/n flinched away from the sound but remained peacefully asleep as she wrapped an arm around her white pillow. I bit my lip, looking at her bare legs and her ass. She began to stir more, mumbles, and incoherent words fumbling out of her mouth.

y/n's pov:

Everything felt warm and comforting. I was in the middle of the best dream of my life.
I felt two rough, calloused hands running up and down my bare legs soothingly, and then a messing with my clothed womanhood.

I shifted, letting out a whine. Fingers hooked around my underwear and pulled them down fast. I held a gasp in my throat, my eyes staying closed to keep relaxed and let the person continued what they were doing. The person, I automatically knew was Samuel.

Sam used the pad of his thumb to rub my clit slowly. My exposed womanhood was dripping in front of him, I could hear him let out a stifled groan at the sight of me.

Samuel grabbed my hips, helping me move over onto my back. His rubbing continued tauntingly onto my clit making more whiny moans fall from my lips.

That's when I felt something very different on my womanhood. A pair of lips. Samuel was kissing my clit, very delicately. Pleasure shot like lightning through my spine, making me let out a full-blown moan. My clit was always more sensitive than the rest of me, that and my nipples.

Sam's lips began to roam all over my almost naked body, lifting my shirt to kiss at my stomach which left a ticklish sensation. I felt his body in between my legs, instantly wrapping then around him to which he couldn't help but laugh.

He pecked small kisses from my navel, down to my thighs. When he got back down to my legs, he started to suck and leave hickeys on my inner thighs. I began to squirm, whining at the sensation.

My eyes shot wide-open at the feeling, my e/c eyes meeting his taunting hazel ones. His lips were back on my clit, sending shocks all throughout my body in all the best ways. "Good morning, y/n," Samuel spoke against my cunt, which felt like vibrations on my clit with how raspy and deep his voice got.

"A-oh fuck Sam-" I whimpered, reaching down and grabbing his hair. My legs spread wider and wrapped onto his shoulders.

Sam was laid on his stomach, arms wrapped around my thighs like he never was going to let go. And his face was buried deep in my heat. "Yesss?" He strung out the word, making sure I got to be tortured when pleasured. Because who isn't a little bit of a masochist, and likes to be tortured?

I pulled on his hair, making him let out a stiff grunt. Samuel opened his mouth a bit and grazed his teeth on my sensitive bud, then using his tongue on it. "Aww does someone not like being teased-", I continued to pull his hair upwards, "Alright, alright, I understand that you want somethin' a bit extra.." After sending jolts down my spine once more, he flattened out his tongue and gave one abrasive lick from my leaking hole to my clit. "You taste so good... " He murmured, looking down at me as he licked his lips and continued to lick my clit.

Sam proceeded to unravel one arm from my thigh. I felt him teasing my entrance with a thick finger, which made me buck my hips up at him. "Sam, please... " I moaned, one of my hands still in his hair very tightly. "You are no fun, you know that?" He said teasingly, then pushing his finger in very suddenly making me yelp in surprise. "Y-yes! Thank you-"

Sam pumped his finger in and out of me very quickly, his tongue and lips working at my clit at the same time.

It all added together, and then Sam added one other thing that tipped me over the edge.

"Who's a good girl?" Samuel cooed against me, pausing his licks until after he said it, shortly continuing them. My face flushed, my body all over becoming very hot to the touch which Sam could feel. He smirked against me. He never stopped but switched it up a little.

"You are, you are my good girl. You are daddy's good girl, huh, princess?" Samuel continued against my sore clit.

I don't know how much longer I can last, my thighs began to twitch along with the rest of my body. I released my grip against his hair and started to scratch at his arms now wanting his clothing off of him.

"Fuck Sam I'm gonna-" I cried, arching my back and looking at Sam pleadingly. Sam nodded. "Of course princess, you earned it."

I let my body go, my head tilting back and my hips bucking up in his face as I rode out my orgasm. He let me, still licking and rubbing at me as I rode it out. "O-oh fuck Sam!" I moaned his name loudly, my eyes shut tight and my fists balled up in his hair.

I felt Sam smirk against me, loving the fact that I called his name so loudly. Sweat beaded my forehead and slicked down my thighs and clothed chest.

Samuel remained between my legs, watching my chest heave up and down stiffly. "Shit, Sam what was the hell that for?" I asked him through panting breaths. Sam wrapped an arm around me as his smirk stayed planted on his face. It was silent when he looked at me squinting at him as I tried to calm down from my high. He caressed my face, brushing a piece of hair out of my sweaty face.

"A treat to make you feel better, so don't worry about returning the favor," He gave me a wink as he sat up next to me on the bed, pulling the covers up over my sweaty body. I pecked his cheek lightly, shaking my head with a giggle. "Whatever you stupid goof," I scoffed, and we both wrapped an arm around each other to fall asleep.

-bun<3