The morning after Pairings | Colin Shea x f!Reader Warnings | smut, vaginal sex, slight dirty talk Word count | 1k Summary | the morning after with Colin
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"'Morning." You mumbled, a warm smile gracing your lips as you felt Colin's feather against the back of your neck.
"Good morning." He chirped back, hands travelling over your sides, fingers tickling slightly. You squealed, squirming in his grip as Colin's laugh echoed in your ear.
"C-Colin! Stop!" You gasped, your giggle joining his as he slowly brought his fingers to a stop. Your breathing finally steadied and you turned to face him, the man already propped up on one elbow as he gazed at you.
"Round two?" He smirked, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth at his blue eyes danced over your barely-clothed body. You laughed it him, smacking his chest playfully, making him chuckle. He grabbed your wrist, pulling you towards him.
"Round two? With how much we didn't last night it's be more like round six..." you scoffed and Colin leaned in, pressing his lips to yours in a quick kiss as you splayed against his chest, hands resting flat on his shoulders.
"Mmm, how about round six then?" He mumbled against your lips, and you smiled against him as he leaned in for another kiss. It quickly became heated, his hands sliding down from where they rested on your hips to cup your ass.
The t-shirt of his you'd stolen had ridden up, resting under your ribs and leaving your pussy bare. It tingled at the the cool air it was exposed to, Colin's large hands massaging your ass cheeks making it quiver. He pulled the cheeks apart before landing a quick slap to both at the same time, causing you to gasp.
He took the opportunity to snake his tongue into your mouth, smoothing the wet muscle over yours as you moaned into his mouth.
"Mmm, Colin." You mumbled as he pulled away for air, his lips littering your collar bone as your hips rolled down into his. He ground up against you, groaning as his length slid across your bare folds - the only barrier between your skin the thin fabric of his black boxers.
"What do you want, hm?" Colin murmured into your skin, sucking at your pulse point and nipping lightly with his teeth. You hissed as his tongue snuck out, soothing over the mark as he smirked proudly.
"Please, fuck me." You moaned into his ear, and Colin didn't need to be told twice. You reached down, hands fumbling as you freed him from his boxers, pumping his impressive cock in your much smaller hand.
You pulled away for a moment, sitting up so that Colin could reach across to his bedside table. He pulled the small drawer at the top open and picked out a condom. He sat back in front of you, ripping into the packet with his teeth. You watched with sparking eyes as he rolled it down over his impressive length. He looked back up at you, your lip between your teeth before you were wrapping your hand around him again.
Colin moaned, bucking up into you as he threw his head back. You bit your lips to hide a giggle, lining his tip up with your entrance and teasing yourself with the mushroom head. Your clit jumped as he nudged it, causing you to groan.
He chuckled, sheathing himself into you with one long thrust that had you both crying out.
"So needy for my cock, hm?" Colin smirked and you whimpered, burying your face in the point where his neck and shoulder met. Colin's hands gripped your hips in a bruising hold, planting his feat on the mattress and thrusting up into you.
It didn't take long for you to get our bearings, bouncing to meet his thrusts as you kissed and nipped and sucked at the exposed skin of his neck. One his hands left your hips, trailing around to your front, tickling up your body until the tips of his middle and index fingers were tapping against your bottom lip.
You took them into your mouth without hesitation, closing your lips around the digits and swirling your tongue as if it was his cock in your mouth. Colin mumbled a little fuck at the sight before him as he was pulling them from your mouth. The digits pulled on your bottom lip as they retreated, leaving a trail of saliva down your body until they found your throbbing clit.
The moan you let out when they pressed onto the small bundle of nerves, drawing little circles, could only be described as pornographic. Your walls clamped down on him and Colin groaned into your ear, hot breath intoxicating on your skin.
You couldn't even form a coherent sentence now, his tip kissing your cervix with every thrust.
"C'mon, pretty girl, cum on my cock. Make a mess for me." Colin murmured in you ear. Between that, his fingers still toying with your clit, and his cock pumping into you at a brutal pace, you came. Hard and euphoric. Your walls fluttered around him, your face buried in his neck as you panted against his skin.
"Colin!" You cried out, but it was muffled against him as your hips continued to roll against his.
"That's it, fuck, let me hear you." Colin groaned, his fingers leaving your clit to grab your waist again as he fucked you through you release and to his.
He moaned your name as he came, his hips rolling to a stop. You were laying on his chest, chin between his pecks as you bit your lip. His head tilted down to look at you, his lips mirroring your cheeky grin. He stayed inside you, hands resting on your ass.
"How about I make us some breakfast?" Colin mumbled, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to your swollen lips.
"Mmm," you hummed as you pulled away, sitting up straighter, "Colin Shea does breakfast? Who knew?" You smirked teasingly with a quirked brow, and Colin shook his head in disbelief. You squealed as he flipped you over, hovering above you with your wrists pinned either side of your head.
"Or we could just stay right here." He murmured, lips brushing yours as he spoke.
"That sounds wonderful." You whispered, and Colin's lips quirked into a small smile before his lips were once again pressed to yours.
