Who: Ted Park x Reader
Story: Twas the night before Christmas and all through house two creatures were stirring but it wasn't a mouse. Hands on bodies and ropes on beds for this years smutmas creatures are delivering good head.
Ted had shown up at my door despite me still being pissed at him. It had only been three days since I saw him kissing that girl in the park. This wasn't just any girl either, it was the one that confessed her feelings to him, even though she knew he had a girlfriend: me. I was pissed off because he was more concerned about hurting her feelings than just cutting her off like I told him too. He said that she kissed him but that wasn't the part that I was upset about. If he had simply grabbed her and pulled her away then I could accept it but he had let her kiss him for a good minute, like he enjoyed kissing her. It pissed me off because if he had listened to me in the first place when I told him she was vibing with him, when they first met, that she was flirting with him then he could've shut it down then and there. Now with everyday of increasing irritation I was starting to think that Ted always knew she was flirting and actually wanted her. Now, he was at my door trying to push his way in because I tried to close it on him.
"I don't want to talk to you. Go away!" I yelled.
"Y/n just let me in. We need to work this out."
He was able to push on the door a little more and I backed up so I wouldn't get hit by it. Ted sighed and stepped into the house. If he was going to come in then I was going to leave. I tried to hurry past him but he caught me by the wrist and pulled me back inside. He kicked the door closed and pinned me against the wall. He stood there looking at me. That stare, it was like he was looking deep inside of me that stirred me on the inside. We stood there for a moment, silence engulfing us before he made his first move. He leaned down and looked me in the eyes, they were so soft and gentle. He leaned in slow, dropping his head down to kiss me. He grazed his lips along mine like he was trying to see if it was okay then he did it again but let them linger a little longer.
He was smooth. His hands slid to my waist and he moved closer to me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and recieved his kiss when he deepened it. He was tender and soft and that was what made me love him. I could feel anger seeping out of me. He poured his love into me with a simple, slow and loving kiss. He pulled away about half an inch to look at me, his eyes searching to see if I would forgive him. I just pulled him back down and kissed him again. He kissed me as he led me to the bedroom. Our lips locked in the sweetest war. He laid me down gently on the bed and hooked his fingers in my pants. He slid them down slow, patiently then pushed my panties to the side as he came back over me. He hovered for a moment and slid two fingers inside me. I let out a soft sigh and breathed through the feeling of his fingers massaging my walls.
He gazed into my eyes as he did, his eyes were intense; it almost seemed like he was talking to me with them. They were saying they wanted me but that he was sorry. My body rolled beneath him as I released soft mewls. He kissed all over my neck, peppering soft kisses down to my collarbone, making me draw in short breaths. Arousal stirred inside of me as my hand curled around the back of his neck. My eyes rolled back and my womanhood moistened his fingers before he pulled them away. He licked his fingers clean, tasting what he'd done to me like a victory at battle. There was something euphoric about watching him do so; it had me biting my lip from sexual desire overriding my body. He sat up to remove his belt and pants while I removed my shirt. He tossed his shirt aside as well and hooked his fingers into my panties, he pulled the soft white lacey fabric down past my legs and dropped them on the side of the bed.
I could hear his breathing, shallow as it was, I could tell how turned on he was. He made eye contact again, giving me a fever that I didn't expect. I felt him slide inside me making me open my mouth and let out a soft moan. I gripped onto his arms and he dipped his head down to kiss me again. The feeling of his soft lips caressing mine while his engorged member explored my wet caverns was overwhelming. I felt intoxicated by his love making. My heart swelled with love, no matter how angry I was at him, I loved him and he knew that. He pulled his lips away,
"Y/n." He moaned my name so sweetly.
His moans were like honey, rich and it dripped from his mouth slowly, lingering in the room like a wonderful scent. He lifted my arms above my head and pinned them there as he rode into me with a little more effort. My legs bent up, framing his side.
"Y/N." He called my name.
It was as if my name alone was enough to push him to the orgasm he was trying to reach. He sat up and traced his fingers down to my sides, his finger tips were soft as they drew their trail. His thumbs pressed into the flesh just slightly above my hips. His thrusts were slow and calculated, watching him bite his lip as he looked at me sent a surge of ecstasy through me. The feeling was purely hedonic, the air felt thick as blood rushed through my body I felt like my world might collapse. This feeling was over taking me, each thrust filled me up to the brim and then left me whining for it to return again. My body closed around him as if trying to trap him inside, my juices allowed him to slip away with ease. He was like a thief in the night, leaving my womanhood without a trace.
His one hand smoothed it's way up my body making me release a sensual sigh. His hand grabbed onto my breast, teasing my nipple with his forefinger while he lightly squeezed the soft fleshy mound. My heart pounded, I could feel pressure building up inside me. It felt like my heart was reaching up to my throat,
"Teddy," I moaned his nickname.
He leaned down towards my lips again,
"It's only you Y/N. You're the only one." He whispered.
Then came that gaze again, his eyes talking to me. They let me know how much he yearned for me despite being deep inside me now. I started to sit up slowly, my arm wrapped around his neck again and he sat up. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I pulled him into a long kiss. His soft tongue glided along mine while I felt his prick invade me more. He seemed deeper in this angle. He helped me ride him by aiding my hips in their movements.
The ride became so intense and lustfully shameful that I lost myself. I leaned back to give him a better view as my breast bounced. He hummed his approval and a low growl escaped his lips while I rode him feverishly. My moans became louder, more intense.
"So good." I said.
My hand went from running through my hair to down to my lips, my tongue licked my fingers and then went down my body to clit. The sight set something off in Ted. He became hungry and reached for my breast like a famished beast, capturing my nipple in his mouth. His tongue encircled each of them then sucked on them. My pussy tingled and the feeling trailed up to my stomach. A harsh coil formed and twisted. My heavy pants filled the bedroom as we made love. We were sweaty animals interlocked in steamy intercourse. Our hearts beating like drums as we collided in passion. Our moans competed with each other, neither looking for a clear winner.
"Y/N." Ted moaned.
He twitched inside me and I pushed him down, knowing he was close. My hands rested on his chest and I arched my back riding him slowly. I bounced back on his dick giving him all that I had. He touched my waist and thighs, he moved his hands so his thumb could come to my clit. He drew circles there which made me circle my hips like I was trying to escape his pets.
"Fuck." I whispered.
My curses were soft, sweet even. I whimpered as I felt my explosion coming. My body trembled as I came closer to erupting. I played with my breast in one hand and dipped my head down to kiss him. This was the hottest kiss between us, filled with heated moans, fencing tongues and sucking the soul of out each other. I let my heavy pants linger on his lips, I was above him craving the wonderful end that was coming soon. It felt so deliciously sweet.
"I'm gonna cum." I confessed in a soft cry.
He flipped me onto my back and moved his hips a little more fierce. He was determined to get me too the end. He moved with purpose as I wrapped my legs around him, his body writhed against mine. I dug my nails into his back hearing him groan but feeling him try even harder.
My body snapped and I felt an amazing release of pressure. My orgasm washed over me like a wave of pure sexual heat. My loins felt as though they were fading, dissolving into a sea of pleasure, my legs uncoiled themselves from around his body and I went limp on the bed. Ted continued to ride into me partly to ride out my orgasam but also to push himself closer to his. The tightening of my walls around him made him groan and then he pulled out of my caverns so that he could spurt his white hot substance on my belly. With heavy breaths, he came down and laid next to me. He turned my head to face him and latched his lips onto mine once again, kissing me like he was starving for intimacy.
"You're mine," He whispered confidently once he pulled away.
"There's no one else I want to be with but you."
My heart swelled in my chest as if it were about to burst right through. I caressed the side of his face with one hand and said,
"I know, otherwise I would've never allowed you to take me to my bed."
Ted gave a soft smile and I returned it. I suppose I loved him more than I was angry at him.
"However, you only get one chance. If it happens again, it's over. " I warned.
He nodded and laid on top of me before we both fell asleep in each other's arms.