•Ghost BC• ~Oneshots and HC's~

⛔️Papa IV/Copia x Reader - conceiving⛔️

Hehehe Dom Copia because yes
Contains: Overstimulation
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It had been a very long tour, and you were exhausted and craving to be touched. You tried not to hook up with any of the ghouls while you were on tour, just to insure you'd be able to walk and stand for performances. But it always took it's toll after a while.

You could tell Papa was feeling it too, no thanks to Dew, who had been his usual bratty self, running around, grabbing asses, being a tease, and once or twice tried to grab Papa's crotch while the lights were off them, one time being successful. After that Papa had been mumbling and agitated.

You figured you might be able to help.
Once you get back to the ministry, you hurry off to go find him.
"Papa?" You find him up in his office, looking over sheets of paper.
"What? And it better be important because I don't feel like-"

You push the papers back down onto the desk and he looks up at you.
"Please, I'm very busy-"
"Wanna fuck?"

He blinks a few times, completely taken aback.
"P-pardon?"
"You heard me, wanna fuck?" You repeat. "I know Dew teased you the whole time we were on stage this last show, so your all hot and bothered, and I wanna be fucked," you say. "So, you help me, I'll help you,"

"M-mi Cara, I-"
You cut him off by reaching over his desk and putting your hand on his crotch. He gasps and groans.
You smirk. Rock hard, just like you thought.

He quickly stands up and grabs your arm, rushing out of his office and dragging you to his bedroom. He pulls you inside and quickly locks the door.

He groans. "Y/n...?"
"Yeah..?"
"Take your clothes off, get on the bed."

You let out a small sigh and nod. You take your clothes off and crawl on the bed. You lay spread out, your hot slick seeping from your waiting, wanting hole.  You're not wearing any underwear, and you're trembling, anticipation and excitement rushing those you.

Papa comes over, his pants still on and his eyes glazed with lust. He crawls on the bed and stares at you. You whine, just wanting to get fucked and hope that sates your need to be touched.

"I need you to be calm, Y/n," he says, his voice shaky. "I need you to relax, okay?"

You don't answer, just stare at him. He takes his pants off and gets on his knees. You whimper as he creeps closer, his big warm hands cupping your small, tingling body. He pushes your thighs apart and lowers his head.

You let out a small groan as his tongue darts into your wet, wanting opening. You press your hips up, needing more of him. He licks and sucks, his warm wet tongue plunges into your tight, wet core. You let out loud, needy moans and whimpers.

"P-p-ahhhhh-p-ahghhh-papa-ahhhh!~" you moan, your fingers entangled in his hair as you push him further into your dripping wet hole, panting and groaning every time he hits a good spot or he sucks on your clit.

"Do you like this, Y/n?" he asks, his fingers rubbing your swollen and aching clit.

"Yeah... yeah, p-please, p-please, m-more...!" You pant and squeal, your thighs tensing every time he goes harder and deeper into you. Your hips instinctively rock, needing more of his slick, wet tongue.

He licks and sucks, going up and down your slippery folds. You keep pushing, your fingers gripping his hair and squeezing as tight as you can. Your muscles begin to twitch, your toes curling. Your whole body is writhing with your orgasms. You let out a yell, your body convulsing in a series of strong pulses.

He keeps sucking and licking as your entire body relaxes. You let out short gasping whimpers, feeling much better but still needing to have a dick inside you. You push your hips up in a plea for him to slide his length into you, but he doesn't move.