"She's an angel" Rodrick heffley x black fem reader

15- First time for everything, pt.1, 🍋

Author's note: Thank you so much for 5k and 6k reads I have this whole thing planned out this time, and I'm super excited to see this play out. Also, I really appreciate like advice/ constructive criticism. So tell me what yall wanna see more of in the smut and like where I can improve plz. 🫣

Content - Loss of virginity, kissing, neck kissing, teasing?, and hand job. 😊

Sex. The one thing that had been on your mind for years.  Obviously, It wasn't something you'd admit out loud, but it was definitely true. But before you can have sex regularly or even more than once in your life, you had to do it for the first time. And tonight was the night, you and Rodrick were having sex.

If it were up to him, he would just drag you to his bedroom the moment you walked in the house. But he knew you needed time, plus he didn't want this to end too quick. So he went with the classic movie tactic. Rodrick loved old zombie movies, regardless of how tacky or boring they were. Thankfully, the one he put on now was somewhat interesting. At least enough for you to almost forget about the plan. That was until Rodrick's hand started to wander. 

You were dressed cute as always. The skirt you were wearing was short enough when you stood, but sitting down it was barely anything. He had his arm around you, his hand squeezes your waist slightly before moving to your thigh. His fingers slide under your thigh, keeping his thumb at your side, stroking your thigh with every squeeze. The touch is light, tickling your sensitive skin. 

You smile at the feeling, your eyes no longer on the screen. Realizing he's got your attention, Rodrick was ready to take things up a notch. Just a little bit. 

Lifting your leg, he moves closer to you and places your leg over his, leaving your legs open for him. The swift movement brings a small noise out of you. 

"Is this okay?" Rodrick asked, alarmed by the small sound. 

You turn your head to look at him, your eyes meeting for a moment. Before your tongue rolls over your bottom lip, teeth grazing it before gently biting down. You give him a soft expression, not exactly a smile, but more of a pout. Your deep brown eyes large and gentle, almost sparkling. An innocent facade that would soon disappear. 

*Take it slow,* Rodrick told himself, resisting the growing urge to press his lips to yours and kiss you. 

Satisfying your mutual need, you take the leap that Rodrick won't. He's caught off guard at first, a moan getting lost between your lips. But he's quick to adjust to the pace you were setting and brought the rhythm down between your legs.  A spike shoots through the warm pool in your stomach every time his fingers run over your clothed clit. Struggling to control your legs, Rodrick uses his other hand to keep the gap open for him.

"Please." You beg, unsure what of. 

He chuckles against your lips and gives you a simple "no". Clearly enjoying the way he was tormenting you. Tired of this calm casual act, you wanted, needed to see him squirm the same way you were. 

You hold his wrist, keeping his hand between your thighs as you move to sit on his lap. His free hand gripping your hip as your weight settles into him, your skirt completely ridden up at this point. He sucks air through his teeth and lets out a low moan. You hadn't noticed until now, but Rodrick was hard. Knowing this, you take full advantage of the situation and shamelessly grind into Rodrick. His jeans create an extra layer of friction between you, too. You put your hands on the couch for support, and you find yourself getting lost in the feeling of having Rodrick under you. 

"Please." He begs the same way you had, little whines slipping from his lips. 

"Please wh-"

You were ready to taunt him, but he answers you before you can even finish.