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FP’s desk (Sweet Pea x reader)

Request: Can you make an imagine where there reader is really touchy with sweet pea all day and when they’re at the wrym she’s had a few drinks and gets even touchier and he takes her to fp’s office and I’m sure you can assume the rest

Warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex (wrap the biscuit, it’s so much important if you don’t want to end up pregnant AND you have to protect yourself from sexually transmitted diseases and infections!!)

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for eight fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

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You have always been very tactile with Sweet Pea, your boyfriend. But when you were going to the Wyrm and you drank several glasses of alcohol, the phenomenon was always growing a little, to the delight of Sweet.

As always, he was playing pool with Fangs and other Southside Serpents as you watched him, pouting. Alcohol made you miss his affection and he was getting sexier in your eyes than he already was. You licked your lips after you finished your liquor, leaving your drink on the counter, which Toni was standing behind. She knew you so well and already knew what you had in mind. You came close to your boyfriend and ran the tips of your fingers along his shoulder before encircling his waist with your arms.

"Baby, I'm playing.” He whispered, caressing your hand, never stopping to look at what was Fangs doing.

"I know, but I'm bored without you..."

"A few more minutes and I'm all yours."

You smile at this sentence, but you stick your face against his back, refusing to detach yourself from him. And knowing you, he did nothing to make you run away and played the best he could despite your hold on him. Then you let your lips slide against the skin of his neck and put down a few kisses, at first they were light and innocent before they turned sensual, sometimes passing on his tattoo. You could feel him shudder and stiffen; you reached your goal... One of your hands slipped under his shirt, stroking his toned chest.

"Fuck!” He exclaimed suddenly and when you glanced at the game, you noticed that he just lost the game. Sweet was the best pool player you knew. Something told you it was your fault... He turned around and pulled you against him, one hand on your waist.

“I'll get you for that, baby girl!” He said with a hoarse voice against which made you smirk and bite your lower lip.

In response, he slid his hand on your butt before spanking you, followed by a wink. The leader of the youngest serpents grabbed your hand and led you to the FP Jones office. You couldn’t help but laugh, conscious that if the leader knew what you were about to do in his office, he would kill you! You entered the office discreetly, without getting caught and closed the door behind you, blocking the doorknob with a chair to avoid being caught.

As soon as the door closed, he pushed you against the wall and you felt his hand caress your thigh, while he came to taste again your lips and your hands clung to his neck. Your kisses were languorous and sensual, the tension raised at high speed before he made you climb to the height of his pelvis, you wrapped your thighs around him. Your hands ran through his raven hair as your whole body shuddered at the feverish kisses he dropped in your neck.

A wave of desire took you by storm and you found yourself sighing slightly with pleasure, becoming just as eager as he was. He tightened your thighs around his waist and forced you to sit on the desk in the center of the room. His pelvis between your legs while his kisses went down to your cleavage.

Sweet Pea ran his hands over your thighs, gently climbing them up to the black lace of your underwear. He ran his tongue over his lips quickly and unconsciously before he finally ran a hand in your back, unzipping your dress before pulling the hem, sliding it down my body. You smiled as you saw him enjoying the sight, your half-naked body. Not finding him enough undressed for your taste, you quickly jump buttons on his shirt before throwing it on the ground. Your lips came to attack the skin of his neck and soon to his chest, where your hands were already working. While never stopping your sensual kisses, you unbuckled his belt before pulling and swinging it in a corner. Finally, you managed to unzip his pants with desire, but his hand stopped you.

While your eyes must shine with misunderstanding, he cut you off kissing you as he unclasped your bra with precision. He didn’t rip off your bra like he would sometimes, no, he gently pulled down the straps along your shoulders and your arms; discovering your chest again.

He ended up taking care of your chest, kissing one of your breasts and tickling the other with his hand, pressing and then playing with your nipple. He did the same with his mouth, making you sigh of pleasure, but also blush, being slightly embarrassed. His hand went down to your belly that he caressed while you felt the excitement grow more and your intimacy became wet.

“Sweet...” you sighed.

You felt him smile against your breast before he stopped; you decided to regain control by coming to get rid of his pants, discovering that his member was already cramped in his boxer. Already hard... You caressed his erection over the fabric, making him shudder and you slipped your hand inside his underwear, caressing his member, making him utter a slight sigh of pleasure.

He pursed his lips as you removed the last piece of fabric that was left on him. You grabbed his penis to make movements of back and forth that gave him a great good, given the many sighs of pleasure escaping the barrier of his lips. When you accelerated the pace, he bruised his lower lip before you ended by only caressing his glans.

"Give me a blowjob.” he growled, sliding a hand in your hair.

You moistened your lips before letting your tongue slip on his glans several times before taking it in your mouth, going back and forth while his hands caressed and sometimes pulled on your hair when he groaned. When you thought it was enough, he stole a kiss from you. His kisses went down until he reached your sexual part, foraging your intimacy, making you arch in desire and pleasure while moans escaped your throat.

He spread and stroked your thighs, at the same time he placed his penis at your entrance, teasing you, which was making you crazy, you wanted him there, now, in you.

"Stop teasing me, I need you..."

The Asian American gave a slight laugh before he dropped a few kisses in your neck, continuing to taunt you like a child.

"Sweet Pea, if you don’t make love to me right now, I swear I'll cut your balls!"

He smiles amused before you feel him penetrate you gently and you let out a sigh of pleasure. Your boyfriend gave you time to adjust to his size, continuing to kiss you during this time; then he started making back and forth. At first, he was slow and soft, as time passed, he accelerated, lifting your thigh which surrounded his body. His thrusts were deeper and the pleasure more important. After a while, he retired and went back before leaning you over the wooden desk.

He didn’t waste time to get back, this position increased the pleasure and you didn’t care if you were too noisy or if the noise of the desk following your movements were going to draw the attention of someone. Yet, you hoped that the music was loud enough to hide your noises.

His hoarse voice sent chills in your spine, it sounded like a melody in your ears. Feeling orgasm approaching, the pleasure intensified and his movements became less regular: a quick thrust, a slow thrust to stimulate your point-g. You had trouble retaining your moans, the pleasure was intense. Very intense.

You reached the seventh heaven shortly after, it took a few minutes longer for Sweet Pea to reach it too and cum inside you. He kissed your neck for a few seconds before retiring.

"Damn, we were in good shape today!” He laughed.

So much in good shape that all the papers on FP's desk had flown to the ground and it was almost possible to see the traces of your body on his varnished wooden desk. Let’s hope he will never find out who did this...

You turned around and cuddled Sweet Pea, as always after sex.

"Can we go home...?"

He nodded before kissing you one last time. Even if you were exhausted, you knew very well that there would be a second round once in his trailer...