Code (anon/spec ops x reader)

Pressure

Smut smut and more smut✨

Riot pulls out leaving your core aching. He breathes heavily and sets your leg down turning you to press up against the door as he slips himself back inside you from the back.

His member hitting angles deeper from behind, you feel its pressure against your lower pelvic walls. It makes your womanhood ooze just having him stretch you open.

"Hush, make a peep and I'm gunna hand it to you. You got that?" He whispers aggressively into your ear, your hips roll aching for pleasure.

His body ends up blocking yours as he leans against the walls onto his upper arm. The light way too dim to expose anything from far away. There's someone making their way up the stairs slowly, their footsteps sluggish and heavy.

You're pressed up against the door, riots cock thick and twitching inside you as your walls tighten around it. If the person inches too close they could see the lewd scene play out, knowing you could be caught any second only seems to make you wetter.

"Hey man, are you alright?...I don't think I've seen you around here before." The voice higher pitched but seemingly belonged to a man.

Riots clears his throat, "ahah yeah, I actually just moved in."

"I see." The sound of a lighter flicking echoes throughout the hall, the faint smell of cigarettes wafts around your vicinity making you nauseous, your pussy still begging for riot to slam into you but he doesn't budge.

"Want a light?" The person almost steps closer

"No thanks, I quit years ago. I'm about to be on my way after handling a call, see you around." Riot reaches into his pocket pulling out his phone. His dick moves a mere centimeter but it makes your whole body shudder, in this moment alone he owns you and your mind draws a blank waiting on his permission.

"Alright then, ciao" another series of heavy footsteps later followed by the opening and closing of a door leaves you panting.

Riot slumps onto you, his dick pushing deeper against your womb and you arch into it. He breathes heavily, hooking his fingers around your cheek and jaw he pulls you into a kiss while slowly stroking into you.

The kiss wet and needy, his lips and tongue swallowing your greedy moans as you roll your hips against his. He pulls away leaving you breathless, your cheeks hot and eyes glazed in sin.

His fingers press into your waist making your skin tingle with his every touch, "so you do know how to be good" He's making you desperate just for his fingers, he really does own you.

"It feels so good...please" you plead, what can a person say when their mind is in shambles?

"Please what?" It comes out almost growl like, he thrusts harshly into you. Your orgasm builds and your eyes begin to roll.

"Please..harder." It's degrading, you're practically begging. He pulls out.

You're panting...hard. Your orgasm disperses and your womanhood throbs profusely. It's still wet and swollen- can you beg any harder just to cum?

Riot zips up his pants and re-buckles his belt, he kneels down and pulls your jeans up for you. He snaps your panties back into place, the pressing of the fabric on your cunt makes you even more desperate.

He grabs your hand and pulls you towards the stairs, "riot...I'm begging." The words strung out on their own, your mind numb to anything else.