(Request 1-Corbyn, A/N, holy shit didn't it take me a long time to start these requests, but anyway this image has a good amount of story so, I tried to make the whole s*x part good, enjoy, Wolfie❤️)
You've been waiting months for the biggest festival in the country to arrive. Today was the day the festival was in your town. You and your friends decided to go but they had to cancel on you for work or something so you decided to go by yourself. You wore a black sheer top with a lace bra underneath, a pair of jean shorts, black combat boots and a black frilly bag to top it off
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——skip to when you arrive——— You get your wrist band and head into the festival, lights flashed as people danced and jumped around. You saw a crowd of people gathered into a circle, you made your way through the crowd to see two guys fighting. Boy1: ooo f*ck you Boy2: not my fault your such a p*ssy boy The whole crowd laughs and cheers the boys on. As they fought again you saw the face of one the boy " What the- CORBYN!!!" what the hell was he doing. Corbyn was one of your high school friends after 5 years you still talked to him from time to time but never really in person. What was he doing!, why was he in a fight. In the moment you broke through the crowd pulling Corbyn away. C: wWwaaHhaatt the fuUuckKk I was going to get him Y/N: Corbyn it's me Y/N what are you doing??? C: Y/N? wHaaaAtTtt aReee YoouUuu doinGgg here?? Y/N: well for starters not watching my friend get beaten up by a drunk asshole. C: What? I was gonna beat his ass He says in a drunken voice. Y/N: alright I don't care about the festival anymore your coming with me C: Waiiiitttt??? You grabbed his hand dragging him to your car. —-when you get to your house—— You throw Corbyn into your bathtub turning on the shower C: AHHHH He screams as you spray cold water on him. Y/N: there. C: Y/N.... woah hey He said scanning your body Y/N: Hello??? You good?? C: y-yea Y/N: good. I'll get you a towel and I have some of my brothers clothes in my closet stay here. You ran to your room to grab clothes when nearly soaking Corbyn wrapped in nothing but a towel walks in the door. Y/N: CORNYN wtf I told you to stay down stairs C: how could I stay down stairs when you are up here? Y/N: -_- what do you want?? You said grabbing clothes for him He suddenly pushes your hand down pushing you against the wall making you drop the dry clothes. Y/N: Cor-Corbyn what are you doing You say blushing C: what, how could I resist, you've change a lot Y/N. Your hot now.. That made you blush even more as you glared down to see his sparkling body hover above you. C: what is there a problem? Y/N: n-no... C: alright. He said walking away but suddenly stopped You looked at the ground as you felt flustered Y/N: well your cloth- You were suddenly interrupted by Corbyn pinning you against the wall again but instead staring deep into your eyes. C: you think your getting away that easily?. He said with a smirk His lips suddenly connected with yours making your heart skip a beat. He held onto your waist slowly moving you closer to him. He picked you up throwing you on the bed climbing on top of you. He locked your lips together again as he undid your shorts and threw them on the floor. He slowly moved his hand down to the line of your panties, pushing his fingers under the elastic. You felt a jolt of pleasure as you released Corbyn had stuck his fingers in you. Y/N: a-ah..c-corbyn C: what you like that? You stayed silent as your head fell back while his finger pushed deeper and harder into you. Y/N: f-fuck C: shh...I'm truly flattered that you say that, but who taught you that word, only bad girls say those kind of words. You responded with moans and his pace sped up. You knew you were close but he stop and pulled down your panties leaving your legs wide open. C: look, your ready for me He said looking at you with a gummy smile Y/N: oh shut up You snapped back C: oh, you really are a bad girl.. Before you could respond Corbyn had already pushed into you. He was rough but still passionate. He held your waist as your fist closed around the blankets. It felt as if you and him only mattered, the entire world was just a harsh reality. His dick felt so good inside you, you never wanted it to stop. His hair dripped letting the cold drips of water fall on your stomach. C: shit Y/N I'm close He said out of breath Y/N: it's fine, cum inside me and with that you felt his cum shoot into you. He let go of your waist falling beside you. He looked at you still smirking C: so are you gonna clean me up? You sat up looking at his dick Y/N: sure Daddy....
