𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐀• 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 [𝐟𝐰]

fooled

Requested by @lizett9227

I don't mean to offend anyone with this chapter.
WARNING!

"Richard Tozier, stop." Y/N whispered trying to get his hand away from under her skirt. He rolled his eyes back chuckling lowly. The priest gave his speech, everyone quiet, no one by their side, only their families sat in the bench in front of them.

"I'm bored, can we get out of here?" He whispered on her ear.

"No, just shut it." He grabbed her thigh trying to go higher, she was in panic, trying to make him stop. Richie looked at her and clenched his jaw slightly, his eyes made her feel some sort of way.

"Pretend you're sick, be quiet." She gave in, whispering again. "Mom, Richie isn't feeling well, i'm taking him outside." She looked at Y/N and then Richie, he pretended to be dizzy, the girl tried to laugh so hard.

"Alright honey, hurry." Her mom suspiciously accepted, they lowered themselves and walked outside. Richie grabbed her hand walking to the church's toilet cabin, he closed the door and she already sat in the counter, Richie stared at her.

"Make a sound and—

"I know Tozier, same for you." He smirked, not completely taking his pants and boxers off.

"You're on birth control right?" She nodded, a huge smile appeared on his face. Richie ran his hands on her thighs to her area, grabbing the fabric of her underwear and teasing her. "You're so wet. I knew you were having thoughts about—

"Richie shut the fuck up and do it already." She complained, he was blabbering again. He put her fabric by the side, not taking it off, spread her legs and aligned his dick with her entrance, thrusting immediately. Y/N opened her mouth and threw her head back.

Tozier grabbed her legs and moved quickly but didn't thrust all the way through, if so there would be noise and they didn't want that, he could still hit her spots, well, 7 inches.

She supported herself on the wall and the sink, biting her lip as she tried not to moan his name, which was almost impossible, low and short noises came out of her mouth instead but were inaudible for anyone outside.

"You f-fuck me so well." Y/N whispered to him. Richie's heart started to beat faster because of her words. She wanted to close her legs but he didn't let her, every time she tried he fastened his pace. Y/N moved desperately, trying to find a way to keep quiet but his cock hit every spot.

"I'm close hotstuff." He whispered back.

"M-me too, keep it that way." Richie kept his pace, his hips getting tired but it was his responsibility to make them feel good. Y/N arched her back and put a hand on her mouth, her chest going up and down. Seconds later Richie came inside of her, containing his moans, his warm cum filling her up but he kept moving until her legs shook, her knuckles turning yellow, Y/N released her juices all over his cock, she was dripping. He got some paper towel and cleaned her.

He helped her get down but her legs were still shaking, she had to wait a few seconds until was able to walk properly. Richie pretended he was still feeling a bit dizzy, she fixed her clothes and they walked back inside.

"Where were you?" Richie's mother asked.

"He had to puke." She created an excuse.

"Are you feeling better?" She asked him and he nodded, slowly blinking.

They looked at each other and held their laughs, they fooled them.