Eboys smut

Anything? A.E

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warnings:
drugs, major hand kink, choking, degradation, daddy kink, thigh riding, praise kink, pain kink, overstimulation, aftercare,
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drag after drag, her head falls back into the sofa.
imagining patterns that randomly appear on the plain white ceiling above her.
she forgets the apartment she's in, and all of her surroundings entirely. letting her mind wander and giving into to the urge of shutting her eyes.
submerged in the feeling.

"y/n?-"

"Y/n?"

"mmhm?" she replies, tilting her head up to catch his gaze. mesmerised by the crystal blue eyes that greet her. she never noticed how pretty his eyes were before-

"c'mere i'm freezing"

he raises his hand to reach for hers.
she grips it tight and shifts closer to his side of the sofa, snuggling up to him. whimpering in satisfaction as she makes herself comfortable.
he sighs and wraps his arms around her small frame, as they settle into each others touch.

moving his fingers to trace patterns on her knee.

"what time is it?" he mumbles against her ear.
y/n ignores his question, distracted by the placement of her best friends hand.

it wasn't unusual for alex and y/n to be so close, they're both very touchy people.
but the weed definitely intensified the feeling.

she reaches out to trace the prominent outline of the veins on his hands with her finger; from his wrist, trailing up to the base of his hand

alex watches y/n carefully. he's known her for a while now, and he always picks up on the little things she does.
but tonight something was different.

he observed how her breathing became quicker when he touched her, and the way she figited in his arms when they became close.

now he's not an expert, but it wouldn't take a genius to catch on.

alex flipped them over quickly and roughly pinned her down by her throat, holding her hands above her head and keeping her in place with his knee firmly between her thighs.

"i asked you a question" he told her, appearing unfazed by the position they are in.

y/n let out a whimpered moan in surprise as she struggled slightly against his grip. she bucks her hips upwards subconsciously and moans at the friction she receives from alex's knee.

"fuck- alex" she chokes out, moaning at the feeling of his strong hand wrapped firmly around her fragile throat.

"what? what's wrong y/n?" he smirks, clearly amused.

y/n can feel herself getting dripping wet by the way alex is teasing her. she can't help but imagine him holding her down by her hips and fucking her so hard she's begging him to stop.
y/n hadn't thought about alex in this way before, but oh was she missing out.

"do you like this?" he questions.
"do you like being choked like a whore y/n?"
he tightens his grip in anticipation for an answer.

"p-please alex- fuck it feels so good~"

alex loves how responsive she is, but he can't help but push her further as he mocks her for the effect he has on her.

"i've barely even touched you y/n- and look at you squirming beneath me"
he smirks darkly, slowly trailing his hand from her neck, down her stomach and stopping above her heat.