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"Y/n," Rodrick started as you shushed him, "Keep your eyes on the road," you replied, smirking when he glances towards you, his grip on the steering wheel growing tighter as you undid the button of his jeans, a sultry smile painted on your lips as you watched him bite down on his lip, trying his best to drive without speeding down the already empty roads,

because the only thing Rodrick wanted was to get home and get that dress off of you, kiss every fucking inch of your body, watch you squirm under him as he thrusts into your heat.

God, it was the only thing on his mind, and to keep his gaze fixated on the road was too damn hard, given how you had already unzipped his belt, releasing his cock from its restraints, your warm hand wrapping around his length, hell he was this close to stopping the car.

"Y/n, f-fuck," he groaned as you pumped him in your hand, running your thumb across his tip, sliding his precum across his length.

Tonight was supposed to be a school event, but given how the two of you could barely keep your wandering hands off of each other, it ended up with the map of the stars being untouched as you rocked your hips against his as his lips met yours time and time again,

your tongues intertwining as he bucks his hips against your heat , it was heaven, until the both of you were almost caught by the park rangers, did you make a dash to the car, laughing as Rodrick started it.

The brunette emoboy grunts, "baby, please, oh fuck" he groaned as you lowered your head, peppering kitten licks on his cockhead, your tongue swirling around it ever so teasingly,

"Don't pretend you don't want it," you said, looking up at him innocently through your lashes as you took him into your mouth, inch by delicious inch until he hit the back of your throat.

His chest heaved as he tried to control his breathing and stifle his moans, his hand easily carding through your hair, gripping it tight as his flesh hard remained on the wheel, trying to keep track of every red light.

His attempts to stifle his moans failing miserably when you swirled your tongue around his cockhead, you simply basked in every sweet noise that fell from those perfect lips as he watched you hollow your cheeks around his length.

You knew exactly how to get him off, the brunette looked so beautiful with his bottom lip being held hostage by his teeth, eyebrows furrowed, as his hips bucked up to meet your warm mouth.

Whined when you clawed at his thighs, forcing him to control his lower half as you engulfed him into the depth of your mouth, and Rodrick cursed under his breath, wishing for nothing than to be home right now just so he could take you as he pleased.

"S-shit," he groaned as you were instantly rewarded with ribbons and ribbons of cum spewing from his slit which you happily swallowed.

Cleaning him up before letting him go, licking your lips as you did and in time too, because as soon as the car pulled up in front of his House, you were ushered out of the car, barely making it to the entrance of it before his lips found yours.

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"You're so beautiful," Rodrick mumbles against your lips as you smiled against his, "really?" you replied as he groans, deepening the kiss.

His arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer, his mouth chasing yours almost hungrily, his fingers dancing along your bare naked skin, his tongue intertwining with yours, the both of you fighting for dominance which he won over easily.

Your fingers carded through his hair as you pulled him closer, his lips moving from yours to your jaw, pressing open mouth kisses further down your neck.

The feeling of the cold air emitting from the air condition mixed with the heat from his mouth you had shivering under his touch, like a brightly lit flame that rushes along your body as he pulls you closer to his chest, god, it felt like heaven.

"Your family's gonna come home soon," you said softly.

Your eyes half lidded as you relished under his touch, and it didn't help that you and your boyfriend were right smack in the middle of the Livingroom, both of you naked and on that couch, just like he had wanted you to be.

Today was one of those Sunday barbeque dinners, and Susan had as always invited you over to join them and you were more than happy, you always were, however while the entire family was out running their own errands.

Rodrick, well... being Rodrick had started the fire, first it was peppering your skin with those teasingly fleeting butterfly kisses that turned hungrier with each passing second and before long, his lips found yours.

And the sausages and burgers that sat on the kitchen counter was forgotten as he lifts you up, your lips meeting each other's, all tongue and teeth, clothes littering the floor in minutes and it didn't take very long for you two to find yourselves in the current situation.

"Well, then we gotta be quick don't we," the boy groans against your skin, his hand cupping your breast drawing a moan from you as he rolls your nipple between his fingers just like he knew you liked, "Baby don't tease",

You whimpered as he leans down, capturing your taut nipple in his mouth making you cry out as he swirls his tongue around it,"Am I?" he mumbled against your skin, "please,"

"That's more like it" he growls, you could feel his rock hard cock press against your sopping wet folds and as you rock against it, you bite your lip as Rodrick groans, the feeling of your cunt against his member felt so fucking good and he could barely help himself as he watches you move up just a little.

His hands supporting you as he grips your hips, his mouth open as he feels you sink down on his cock until he was fully sheathed inside your heat.

It felt euphoric, the feeling of your tight walls grasping onto him, he could every soft ridge of your cunt and he couldn't help but groan as you started moving.

The air was thick, with it being filled with Rodrick's ragged breaths and your soft gasps. He claimed you with his touch, digging his fingers into your lips, leaving bruises that would probably last for days, marking you as his, not that you minded one bit.

"So fucking good," he growls as you worked up a pace, your nails digging into his shoulders as you move up and down.

Rocking your pretty hips on his cock, and he couldn't help but bury his face in your chest as your tits bounced, the heat in the room growing as a thin layer of sweat glistened on your skin under the dim light, you pant, growing breathless as you moved.

Your walls tightened around his cock and you both know that neither of you will last any longer.

Rodrick pulls away from your chest, sitting up and pulling you close, kissing you with passion so raw that it felt as though you were about to be suffocated with it.

"You gonna cum for me princess? I'm right behind you, just let go. " Rodrick sooths as he encourages you to dive headfirst into euphoria and that was all it took for you to cry out.

Your walls pulsating around him as the brunette follows down the same path, thrusting his hips up and into you and grunting barbarically as he cums, spilling into you as he did.

"I love you," your boyfriend mumbles as he leans into your shoulders, both of you breathless and coming down from high.

"We gotta get the-" your eyes widened when the sound of keys jangling from outside, and before you could get off Rodrick, the door opened, and there Greg stood, staring at the sight before him in shock.

"Come on!" he shouts and tried to cover his eyes.

"Greg-"

But he only shouts, "MUM!!!"

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you're riding rodrick.

And as some kind of sick punishment, he's not saying a word. Not a sound leaving him apart from an occasional sigh of what you could only assume to be pleasure.

At this point he may as well be asleep. You understood he wasn't being mean, yes. he was just trying to teach you one of his odd lessons.

But god did you not realize how much you relied on his praise until this very moment.

It was pathetic, really. There were tears down your cheeks as you rut against him, voice breaking with whines and head falling forward letting your tears splash onto his tshirt that he was still wearing.

His hands were at your hips guiding you, which was the only teller that he was well, awake.

"Rodrick please! please tell me! am i doing good i just don't know! i need— i need to know if i'm— if you like it!" you begged.

He was filling you up so perfectly from this position and you hated that you needed his validation in order for you to really get to that special burning place.

"Sweet girl, i'm not gonna say it again. Take the pleasure that you need. Get yourself off on me. You need to stop being so worried about performing."

He sounded so composed, as if you weren't currently impaled on his cock.

His relaxed yet stern tone of voice convinced you that he wasn't enjoying himself.

In which case, you just couldn't get off. You collapsed forward onto his shoulder, body wracking with sobs as he stayed inside you.

He sighed, he didn't want to upset you. He just wanted you to learn that it's okay to be selfish.

Its easy to get a man off, and just watching you there above him was enough to send him flying towards the finish line as soon as he allowed himself, which was when you were atleast 2 orgasms deep.

His warm hands came to rub at your back, holding you close as he listened to your defeated cries.

He stayed like that for a moment, before his feet slide up to lay flat on the bed, his knees raised behind you.

He used this to push his hips up effortlessly, suddenly thrusting into you deep and hard making you hiccup out a strained whimper.

"Just so submissive. aren't you, pretty girl?" he husked and you shivered at his words.

He had finally given in. Thrusting into you again, he begins to set a pace and you bounced on him, walls clenching hard around him as if trying to grip on for dear life.

"Yes-" you whispered in encouragement.

"Need me to talk you through it? Huh? can't just take your own pleasure?"

His voice grew a little louder as his thrusts grew wilder, having to grip your hips hard to ensure you didn't go flying off him.

You let out a desperate and relieved wail, small hands desperately grabbing at him as his words allowed you to begin the climb towards your peak.

"Oh you sweet thing. you're just trained so well to be a good girl that you can't even be selfish with permission, isn't that right? you're my good little thing. so pretty bouncing on my cock. That's what you wanna hear isn't it? You wanna hear how good your pussy is for me baby? huh? why don't you cum for me then. cum for me and I'll tell you all about it, and then make you cum all over again."

He was fucking feral, calloused thumb coming up to rub your clit as you shook against him, orgasm hitting you at full speed.

"Thank you!" was all you could squeal as you drenched him, body limp and ragdoll-like as he continue to fuck up into you, repeating your thank you to him like a mantra - babbled and high pitched but heartfelt nonetheless.

"Such a good girl. My good girl." he hushed, large hand coming to smooth the back of your hair down as you spasmed around him, finally coming down from your intense orgasm.

"Just needed some encouragement, didn't you?"