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Wilbur X Reader
TW: lime, making out, hickies, passionate kissing, humping, switch wilbur and submissive male reader
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wilbur backed up and sat down on the couch with you on his lap. you both were making out on the couch because of how unhealthy your sex drive was.
he kissed you, hand on your thigh and jaw. he kissed you hardly, sticking his tongue inside your mouth. you started humping him as he got hard.
he stopped you, "we're not getting there yet love."
you nodded, letting him rub your thigh harsher. he kissed you again, knowing that you gave him consent earlier. your gained a boner really quickly after these kisses though.
he pulled off and looked at you in lust. it was almost like you knew what he was gonna do next. he leaned toward your neck, sucking your sweet spot.
him already knowing where that was, almost got you moaning once again. soft moans escaped your lips, you dipped your head back.
dark blue and purple marks were made all around your sweet spot. heavy breathing came out of you when he finished his artwork. he sat there admiring it, then looking back at you.
"can i give you one?" you asked, looking at his neck.
"of course babyboy" he replied, pulling you closer to his neck.
you kiss all around his soft skin. sucking until you found his sweet spot. when you did, whimpers can be heard from him. brown and purple hickies were left on wilbur soon enough.
you stared at your masterpiece also. he tilted your jawline up, so you were looking at wilbur's face.
"are you okay honey?" he asked, rubbing exactly where he left his marks.
"yeah, im fine" you responded.
he looked down at your pants. when you did, you realized what he meant. your boner looked painful, and it was. you look back up at him and shake your head.
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he smirked and kissed you again. this time, you moaned really loudly. this lasted for about 10 secs before he pulled off. your erection was getting very uncomfortable.
"wilbur, it hurts~" you whined, hoping that he would let you do something.
"i know puppy, i know" he responded rubbing it through your pants.
"ah~" you moaned.
wilbur rocked your hips on him. he made pleasure for the both of you. you practically humping him, just fully clothed. you started rock your hips more and more.
all you wanted to do is cum. it would make all the pain go away. you kept humping wilbur, moans coming from the both of you.
"fffuck y/n your so good~" wilbur groaned, dipping his head back.
you kept doing this until he was close, kissing him again.
"wait y/n fuck im close" he warned, making you stop.
see, you both didn't like cumming in your pants. that was an uncomfortable feeling that you both despised. so it was good that he warned you.
"i love you wilbur" you said, kissing his cheek softly.
"love you too y/n" he said, smiling.
now it was time. you both went to the bathroom to check on your necks. both of you loved to do this because you both would always wonder how much damage you do.
wilbur looked into the mirror to hickies printed all over his neck. he glared in shock, then looked at you. he touched his neck, stinging himself from how hard you kissed him.
"oh my fucking god y/n.." he said.
"is something wrong?" you asked, looking intk the mirror yourself.
"i have a stream planned for tomorrow. chat is gonna see all of these." he said, covering them.
you giggled, "its fine, they'll know your taken."
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short, filler story. its not much but its definitely something.
[629 words ^^]
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