Sal (x Male Reader)

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Based on a Friends episode because I find it so adorable!

SMUT WARNING!

Male Reader's POV

"[Y/NNNN]" Sal, your boyfriend, whined from the bedroom.

"What is it?" You called back.

"I'm sick and you're supposed to be looking after meeeee." He replied.

"Okay, I'm on my way baby." You walked through the house until you reached your bedroom. You opened the door to find Sal laying on his side, completely nude, with rose petals surrounding him. "S-Sal...what are you doing? You're supposed to be resting." You sighed.

"Oh come on now, [Y/N]. You saying that you don't wanna get with this?" Sal sniffled, his nose blocked and his voice husky from his cold. He rubbed his hands over his body, attempting to look sexy for you. He began to have a coughing fit, causing you to giggle slightly. You walked over to the side of the bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress.

"Sal?" You asked, he lifted his head and locked his sea green eyes with yours. "I love you but you're sick. Please just rest and we can do all that, you know, stuff, when you're better." Sal let out a sigh, before grabbing a handful of tissues and curling up into the bed covers. He blew his nose harshly, causing you to grimace slightly at the gruesome sound.

"Fine," Sal scoffed, acting stroppy, "but please stay with me. I miss you." He frowned and peered down into his lap. You cupped the side of his face and kiss his forehead.

"Of course baby. Just let me clean up the kitchen quickly." You walked out of the room, letting Sal have a quick nap while you cleaned the house up a bit.

When you returned to the bedroom, you found Sal fast asleep, laying on his side. You laid down beside him and wrapped an arm around his waist. You placed a kiss to the back of his neck, before resting your head on the pillow. With that, Sal stirred and awoke from his sleep with a sputter and a croaky cough.

"[Y/N], can you rub some vapour rub on my chest for me please? I feel like I can't breathe." He asked, his voice quiet and lost. You nodded your head and leant across to the bedside cabinet, where the small pot of vapour rub was. You unscrewed the top, before pausing.

"Woah woah woah...this is to trick me to have sex with you isn't it? Well I'm not falling for that, no way mister." You chuckled, placing the tub back down. Sal turned to face you and frowned.

"No! I really need that! I'm ever so sick!" He dramatically coughed and looked at you with pleading eyes. You shook your head no and crossed your arms. "Fine! I'll do it myself!" Sal scoffed, grabbing the vapour rub and unscrewing the lid.

He chucked his top off and scooped some of the rub onto his fingertips. He slowly started to rub the jelly onto his bare chest, letting out small moans of relief. His eyes slipped shut, as he continued to move his hand in a circular motion. He paused and opened one eye slightly to see whether his plan was working. He was met with the sight of you staring at him, your jaw wide open, your eyes bulging from your skull and your hard on bursting through your jeans. Sal smirked and continued to rub the substance into his chest until it was all clear.

"So-So you want to er snuggle?" You stuttered, your gaze never shifting from him. Sal chuckled, as he clambered back into bed.

"No! I'm sick remember?" He teased, pushing his butt into your pelvis, only turning you on more.

"Eh, so what if you're sick? I'm bound to get it anyway!" You exclaimed, throwing the covers off of the bed and jumping onto Sal's lap. He lay flat on his back, as you straddled his hips. You began to grind against him, feeling his hard length bulge through his plaid pyjama bottoms. You slowly removed your top and chucked it to the side. You then knelt onto your knees and unbuttoned your jeans. You struggled to pull them down, but soon managed to kick them off. Sal cupped your bum, as you sat back down on top of his hips. You leant down and began to kiss him. Your tongues battled for dominance, as his hands slid up your back and sides. One of his hands rose to your hair and became a tangled mess, as he gripped onto your strands and tugged gently. You moved your hips slowly in a circular motion, teasing Sal immensely.

He broke away from the kiss and glared at you.

"Fuck, stop teasing me!" He yelled, rolling you over and hovering above you. He yanked his bottoms down and threw them to the side. He then hooked his thumbs under the waistline of your boxers and pulled them down and casting them aside. He coiled his hand around your length and began to pump up and down vigorously. Sharp breathes started to escape your mouth, as you neared you climax. Sal could sense this and so he connected his lips with the tip of your shaft. He ran his tongue up your length, before his mouth enclosed your girth. He bobbed his head up and down, until you let out a growl and released into his mouth. Sal swallowed all that remained and looked up at you and smirked.

You sat up and locked your lips with his. You reached your hand around the back of his head and pushed his face closer to yours. You rolled him over so that he was laying on his back. Sal's eyes closed shut, as you positioned yourself above his painfully hard shaft. You teased him, before lowering yourself down onto his length. You remained still for a few seconds, allowing yourself to adjust to his size. Even though you'd done this many times, you always had to allow for yourself to get used to his thick length.

You raised you body up and slammed back down suddenly. Sal let out a deep moan and gripped onto your hips. You rode him forcefully, until you could sense his climax was near. Sal dug his nails into your hips, as he subconsciously thrusted his hips into you. He let out a groan, before spilling his load into you. You leant down and gave him a heated kiss, before collapsing to his side.

"That was the best medicine I could ask for." Sal breathed, as he kissed your cheek.

"I love you." You whispered into his ear.

"Aw, I love you too handsome." He replied.

You suddenly sneezed. You turned your head and glared at Sal. He started to laugh, causing his whole body to shake.

"I hate you sometimes though." You joked, as you grabbed a handful of tissues and medication and rolled over to snuggle under the covers.

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