𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 ✦ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝

𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨

Requested
Smut

[ Y/n ]

Boris and I were in the living room, eating some snacks while the tv played in the background. There was one cookie left in the box.

I saw Boris going to grab it and quickly took it. "Hey! That is mine!" I shook my head and he reached for it.

I jumped up and ran away from him. Boris was quick to come after me, trying to grab the cookie. "Give it back!" I shook my head and kept running.

Eventually we both got too tired to run. I stuck the cookie in my mouth, leaving half of it hanging out. "Put it in between your boobs so I can eat it like that."

I rolled my eyes and went saw a piece fall onto the floor. I leaned down to grab it but Boris reached out to try and grab the cookie.

He ended up hitting me in the face. I fell back onto the floor, holding my nose. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry!" Boris crouched down and I tried to hold back my tears.

I broke the cookie off and tossed it at him, standing up and going upstairs. Boris sat on the floor, trying to figure out how to handle the situation.

I slammed his bedroom door and walked into his bathroom. I pulled my hands off my nose and groaned.

It wasn't bleeding horribly but it was bleeding quite a bit. I don't know why I was so angry at Boris. Usually we would've brushed it off and cuddled but I had to be extra.

I sighed and cleaned myself up. I changed into a tank top and pulled my shorts off. I closed the blinds and made the room dark.

I laid in Boris's bed and thought about how sleep would help... Maybe. I closed my eyes and tried to relax.

My nose was throbbing painfully, demanding attention. The door cracked open and I heard Boris sigh.

The room became dark again and Boris walked over to his bed. He undressed so he was comfortable and laid down.

He wrapped his arms around me and lightly kissed my shoulder. "I sorry... You know this, right?"

I sighed and rolled over. As much as I wanted to be mad at him, he was just so fucking cute. With his broken English and big brown eyes. I couldn't stay mad at him. "It's okay Boris." He smiled and gave me a kiss.

We stared at each other for a moment before going in for another soft kiss. Boris started to kiss down my neck.

I smiled as he left small love bites all over me. He moved down and kissed me through my tank top. I let out a quiet moan and ran my fingers through his hair.

He continued to move down until he was completely under the covers, between my legs. I squirmed a little before calming down.

Boris licked me through my underwear, making me squeeze my thighs against his head. He lightly bit the thin material, lifting it then letting it snap back in place.

I groaned and Boris pulled my underwear down. He lightly kissed my heat before going to eat me out. I moaned his name several times before composing myself.

I gripped the bed sheets and lightly grind my hips against his face. Boris continued to eat me out, doing it easily.

His tongue ran over my skin expertly, knowing what to do to make me feel good. We've spend many hours experimenting to figure out what feels good.

Boris spread my legs a little and started to tongue fuck me. I bent my legs and curled my toes at the pleasure.

Boris lightly hummed and rubbed my clit with his thumb. I felt like I was on cloud nine, honestly not being able to contain myself.

Boris did this for a few more minutes until I finally came. He licked up my mess slowly, seeming to enjoy taking his time.

I felt the butterflies in my stomach grow antsy every time his tongue would come back in contact with my body.

When Boris finished he kissed back up my body, stopping at my boobs. He lightly ran his hands over the soft skin, giving them a light squeeze.

"What're you thinking Boris?" He sighed and laid his head on my boobs. "There's so much I want to do. A line off of your boobs, a shot from between your boobs, eat something from between your boobs, so much..."

I rolled my eyes and rubbed his hair. "One day baby, come hold me." Boris moved back up to his pillow and laid down.

He pulled me close to him and placed a light kiss on my lips. The taste of salt entered my mouth and I pulled away. "What is wrong?"

I closed my eyes and cuddled close to him. "you taste like me." I mumbled. "Delicious?" I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Go to sleep Boris. Naps are good for you."

I want a PH shirt because I'm feeling like offending some boomers.