alright guys, let’s fucking GOOOO (this is 4 the anon that said the new admins need to write more smut)
THIS IS NSFW JUST AN FYI
It’s late. After midnight. You’re up watching The Middle and drinking a beer, slowly drifting off to sleep. Wondering where Misha is, you pull out your phone to text him.
Seconds after you start typing the text, he comes through the door. You smile at him, greeting him, and he just walks over towards you, peeling off his shoes and sweatshirt.
“Fuck, all I could think about all day was you” he said, climbing over you on the couch.
“I need you right this fucking second” he finishes, kissing you hard, lips opening up yours and tongue sliding in your mouth. He straddles over you, one hand on your cheek, the other on your waist.
And fuck, you needed him too.
He’s deepening the kiss, taking control, pulling his t shirt over his head. His chest is bare, your hands coming up to touch him, moaning softly into his mouth.
His skin was so hot, the heat radiating onto you and making you squirm. You needed to get him out of his pants now. ASAP. Immediately. Right this god damn second.
As if he reads your mind, he starts with the button on his jeans, mumbling, “Your shirt” into your neck.
You pull off your shirt, helping him with his jeans as he slides down your sweatpants.
There’s so much skin now. You both can barely handle the heat, pressing so god damn close together, bodies sliding in agony and anticipation.
Your hips move filthily against his, shivers sent down your spine as you both shed the remainder of your clothes.
Finally naked, he sits up, breathing hard, gaping down at you.
“I need to just have my way with you right now babe, fuck” he grumbles, hands sliding up your torso, gripping your skin tight and rolling his hips.
God, how can you say no to him? He looks so downright sexy over you. He’s possibly the most beautiful man you’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing with your own two eyes. You can feel his strong thighs anchoring you beneath him, his body sweaty and aching.
“Fuck…I’m all yours,” you gasp out, staring at his dick. Fuck, he’s so hard.
And suddenly he’s got a finger inside you. Then two. Then three. You’re trying to be patient, but you can barely hold out, knowing what’s up next.
This wasn’t about making love. This wasn’t about tender, loving sex that lasts for hours. This was about rough, filthy sex. This was about built-up tension being released in the dirtiest way possible. This was about you needing to be fucked right the fucking second, and this was about him needing to get with the fucking program and do it already.
And god, when he did, it felt like floodgates opening. He slid in, and began increasing his pace right away. Soon he was pounding into you, grabbing at your body and holding you in place, his arms so strong and solid.
The look of pleasure on his face was probably the most erotic thing you’ve ever witnessed in your life. Eyes closed, head tilted back, eyebrows knitted together, hair messy and sweaty.
It only took a few minutes before he was right on edge. You were right there with him.
You could hear it in his breath right before he came. Gasps getting louder, interspersed with grunts.
His hips seized, and his body went rigid. He bit his lip, and you felt his cock spasm in you, come squirting into his condom. His hands slid up your body again, grabbing at your breasts and he pumped in a couple more times, milking it out.
“Fuck, you close?” he said, his head clouding with the aftermath of the orgasm. You nodded, whining as he rubbed your clit in fast circles.
“Faster, yeah fuck ,right there, FUCK,” you whimper, back arching up off the couch as you come, your arms wrapped around his neck as he kisses you through the waves of your orgasm.
He slows up on your clit, both of you gasping for breath. He pulls out and slides off you, letting out a deep breath.
“Fuck that was good” he moaned as you got up to go to the bathroom.
“Meet me in bed,” he called after you.
And so you did. You walked back to your room after, finding him waiting under the blankets.
You crawled in, curling your body into his and sighing, feeling impossibly content.
Sprawled on his chest, his arms wrapped around you, rubbing small circles in your back.
You both fell asleep like that.
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WOULD YOU BELIEVE I NEVER EVEN WROTE ANY KIND OF FIC BEFORE LIKE LAST WEEK?? NOW HERE I AM WRITING SMUT ON COMMAND???
