𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐀• 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 [𝐟𝐰]

mine

Requested by @finnsink_
warning age urself up +20
[chapter edited and replaced with Boris]

"I just think that we don't really spend time together."

"Does it actually matter that much?" Boris added.

"Uh? We're a couple, aren't we supposed to spend at least a full day together?"

"Y/N," he looked at her. "we aren't married." Annoyed by his words -- why was he acting like such an asshole -- he wasn't even paying attention her, only going through his phone.

"Alright fine, I'm going to hang out with Theo and maybe even—

"With who?" His phone was found now across the couch, staring at her -- who was about to call the person mentioned.

"With Theo, pretty sure he'd like to have some ice cream," She ignored him and turned around to walk towards the door. Until it was felt that he had grabbed her by the waist in order to make her face him. "Boris, let me go."

"No fucking way." Eye contact.

"Boris you better let me g— She was cut off by him attaching their lips together, she couldn't -- and wouldn't resist, after all that's what she had been wanting -- Boris led her to the couch, throwing her to sit, as if she were nothing.

"You're mine and only mine, do you hear me?" He questioned, unbuckling his belt in front of her face.

"You're craz—

"Just fucking answer me." He demanded, taking his shirt off, revealing the few of his tattoos and light abs, his pale skin shining from the sunlight.

"Yeah, I do." Boris smirked -- she tried to be a bitch but her thong was already soaked -- He took her jeans off and made her lay on her stomach, supporting herself on the couch arm by the elbows and spread her legs. Getting unexpectedly, a slap on her ass which led to a gasp.

All she felt was his cock resting on her hole and being thrusted inside slowly -- painfully slow -- it's been some time since she last felt like that and it hurt because of that tightness, and obviously because of his length.

"Tight, I should fuck you more often," Boris commented, she rolled her eyes back holding back moans. "yet you're so wet." He groaned lowly, grabbing her ass and slowly bouncing her hips back and forth as his pace started to get a bit faster.

"F-fuck." She accidentally whined, earning a proud smirky grin from him. He thrusted harshly yet in a medium pace, it was perfect, every pound made the couch bounce a bit while their skin clapped loudly.

"Moan for me." He ordered, Y/N had finally given in and began sounding like a mess -- all he wanted. Arched back, mouth widely open, moaning non-stop, hitting every of her spots with legs beginning to shake.

He played with her hair, pulling it sometimes, teasing her clit, slapping her ass, whispering sweet degrading words -- possessive and teasing ones, replied with a whine or a cute moan -- she didn't take a break from moaning and she wasn't overreacting.

"I'mm, getting close!" She advised, thighs attempting to shut together, elbows not even being able to support herself anymore.

"Wait, just wait," Boris' pace became sloppier, gripping onto her waist. Y/n desperately moved her hips, wanting more and more. "do it, f-fucking do it." She yelled his name, orgasming so strong it made her dizzy as he came inside of her, thrusting the cum inside her deeper. The couch was soaked, his hair was all messy and frizzy with forehead all sweaty, Y/N's makeup smeared around her eyes from the tears. His chest going up and down searching for air, leaning closer to her ear. "Hope you learned a fucking lesson, bitch." Boris whispered.