Salem's Mostly Smut Oneshot Book! [DISCONTINUED + REPUBLISHED]

Birdkeeper (Part 2)🖤

details:
smut
strong/nsfw language
part two of the first Rupert xreader, so be sure to read that one first!!!
I'm fuckin horny on main for bird man but that's no surprise, anyways Rupert is absolute baby but he deserves some action as well so here we fuckin go!

Inviting Rupert into your apartment was a sweet gesture that he didn't mind, as long as he got to see his pigeons every week and tend to them.

He looked so cuddly lying next to you. His brown hair tossled to the side and with a few strands strung down his forehead. His perfectly pink lips, soft as can be.

Those soft lips that teasingly gave you hickies and left you to finish yourself off on your own, all because he was too scared to even ask you if you wanted to have sex with him.

He questioned himself every day. Would you have wanted to have sex with him? Probably not, as he was just an Android. On the other hand, all the times you had made him hard and left him high with lust made him want to just straight up ask you one day.

You licking or biting your lip would mostly get him off. That or hugs from behind, your soft hands finding their way to his neck as you kissed him, or the sight of the deep bruises he left on your neck from the rough but passionate way he would just litter them all over you.

Maybe it was the sight of you alone that always got him off. Just you. Your presence, your smile, your laugh. Everything about you.

All his pent-up sexual tension eventually manifested into a dream one night. You were on top of him, straddling him in nothing but your underwear. You grinded on his cock, loving every single way the friction rubbed against your clothed warmth. You eventually stopped to take them off, and began grinding on him again, moaning at the way his cock felt against your folds. He looked up at you for reassurance, and you slowly took him in your hands and slid him in. Every pump felt real to him. He felt like he had gone to Android heaven, listening to your soft little moans and whines as you rode him. You gripped Rupert's hands in yours, begging him, just begging him to take you already. He did just that, moving his hips up and down until he came inside of you. The dream stopped there. He awoke, the feeling of his hardened cock in his shorts making him feel a bit uncomfortable.

That night, he finished himself off in the bathroom. Rupert's mind swam with thoughts of you, thoughts of him just dicking you down on any surface he could find, your walls clamping around him in pleasure. He could only think of you cumming many times on his cock, making him more and more excited until--

Rupert came, strings of cum being let out onto his hand like a stream. He smiled, chuckling breathily as he rode out his high. He looked down at his hand, at how much he wanted you.

Rupert cleaned himself off and lied back in bed, cuddling up to you close, trying to control his rapid pace of heartbeats and his heavy breathing. He wrapped his arms around you and fell back to sleep.

He would never look at you the same way again.

The next morning, you turned over on your side to see Rupert smiling softly with his arms wrapped gently across your waist. His hips were pressed into yours, and soft snores escaped his lips as he slept.

You giggle, your fingers lacing in between his. He smiles softly, and his face gets a tint of blue as he opens his eyes and realizes how tight his hips are pressed into you.

"S-Sorry." Rupert whispers, releasing you from his clutch and sitting up in bed and stretching.

"It's okay, babe. Did you sleep well?"