Robots (2005) Reader Oneshots/Stories

🍋Warm Me Up🍋 | Rodney x Fem!Reader

robotkawaiprime: Can you make a lemon one shot of Rodney x fem reader

Requested?: Yes; robotkawaiprime

Warning: male masturbation, fingering, nipple play, breast fondling, creampie, just smut

Word Count: 2303

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He couldn't sleep. That's all Rodney knew. He can't sleep at all. Two in the damn morning, and not once has he ever gotten a chance at sleep.

He stared at the ceiling, his loving partner slumbering peacefully beside him. A few good miles between his hometown and Robot City, the vacation townhouse he shared with you was only filled with silence broken by your soft breathing. It had been his idea to take a breather from his job for a while now and take some time off. That was easier said than done, for on the first night, the Sandman attacked.

To make matters worse...his bulge wasn't making things better. He had been thinking about wanting to take you, but he couldn't take advantage of the fact you were sleeping soundly. As much as he didn't want to wake you up unintentionally, he didn't want to ignore this, not when he needed something to get him to sleep.

Sighing in quiet agitation, Rodney got up from the bed, slowly so as to not disrupt your sleep, and crept downstairs to the living room. There, a fireplace suspended over the floor, with a comfortable couch and a few loveseats on either side, resided, waiting to be sat on. He couldn't sleep in the cold, so what's the harm of setting up a fire?

The second he got the fire going, Rodney trudged himself to the couch and picked up one of the blankets that were lying over the edge, as well as a few of the cushions. He wrapped the blanket around himself and slumped on the soft cushions after he set them up on the floor near the fire. A sigh of relief left his mouth as soon as the fire's heat reached him. All the same, his member was still hard, so he'd have to make do.

His mind wandered to the thought of you, still awake and a wide grin flashing like the stars, giving him the motivation he needed. With the blanket enveloping his entire body, Rodney gradually lowered his hand down his stomach, reaching his PJ pants and boxers, before trailing underneath to touch his hardening dick. His other hand rested on his forehead to steady himself as his breaths grew heavy. His member twitched from the soft touch his free palm was giving it as he imagined you in his mind for as long as he needed. Precum fluids began leaking from the tip, staining his PJ pants and boxers. His palm softly gripped his cock, his thumb grazing over the tip. A soft moaning whimper left Rodney's throat, not even daring to stop dreaming of you, as he leaned his head back on the couch cushions. His thumb grazed over the leaking tip a few more times before he started to rub his member gradually.

The thought of you had Rodney mindlessly continue to rub his member at a gradual pace, his panting and soft moans the only sounds resonating around the room, aside from the fire crackling. As much as he wanted to try something else, he just couldn't stop, not without thinking about you when he does sleep finally. He sped up his hand thrusting a bit after a few minutes, his breathing growing heavier and his moans getting a bit louder than he wanted it. But he was so trapped in his wonderings of you that he could not even realize what was happening right now.

A soft noise prompted him to stop and turn to his left, jumping when he saw you standing there in the shadows. He noticed the same tired expression on your eyes as his.

"You scared me, love," he softly said, clasping his chest. "...can't sleep, either?"

You only shook your head tiredly. "Not really," you groggily replied. "Too damn cold."