gold plated ➳ alex turner x reader

new things

basically smut

you two left early for the trip to paris. like, way too early. you slept most of the jet ride.

that's right. a jet. a private jet. as excited as you were, your tiredness outweighed your desire to feel rich.

finally, you feel someone shaking your leg. it's alex,

"wake up, darling. we're here,"

you groan and open your eyes.

alex grins,

"well, we're almost there," he says, popping a gummy bear into his mouth.

you rub your eyes,

"why did you have to wake me up?" you ask as you wearily crawl onto his lap, wrapping your arms around his torso.

he shrugs,

"i got bored and wanted to talk to you,"

you fall back asleep.

it's nighttime. you never really thought about how pretty paris would look like at night, my god, it's beautiful.

you settle in your new hotel room which is so big that it doesn't look like a hotel room at all...more like a guest suite in an italian palace. the bed was king-sized with pure white, egyptian cotton sheets. you have your own desk, a thirty-six-inch tv with video and dvd and sprawling leather sofa.

your hotel suite has two separate rooms. though you rather sleep in the same bed as alex since you just felt safe with him like that. all of your stuff is in your own room.

and by stuff, you mean, clothes, perfumes, lotions, an ipad, shoes, a new laptop, some lipstick etc. not even including the things you brought before your shopping spree.

you walk up to alex's room and see him alone in bed... watching something on his phone,

"okay, you're seriously not watching porn right now, alex," you giggled as you climbed onto the bed with him.

he sat up, you realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes on. you blushed as you felt your heart race.

so this is it. this is how you lose your virginity?

you strip your clothes off, unaware that you're doing so, but then you hesitate when you get to your panties.

he stared at them, then grabs you and pins you to the bed, ripping them off,

"hey, those were expensive!" you whine,

"shut up, i bought them for you," he growls.

you bite your lip as he sticks a finger in you. it's not as weird or awkward as you thought,

"be a good girl," he purrs into your ear,

"and daddy will get you through college for the next 3 years. daddy will buy you whatever you want. hell, i'll get you a damn island if that's what you want, hon," he whispers, sticking another finger inside of you as you moan.

you weren't ready for his fist to go inside of you. you squeal a bit and he kisses your temple. he finally takes it out and without warning, slams into you,

"awh!" he moans instantly,

"t-tighter than i thought... so warm..."

he gives you time to adjust, which is about 5 seconds. then he starts thrusting.

he whispers and groans as he fucks you into the mattress. it hurt at first, but you quickly got used to it and began to moan, clawing on his back,

"s-so tight," he gasps, throwing your legs over his shoulders.

his thrusts got wilder. like, the whole bed starts to shake and you're almost afraid of it collapsing. the poor bed squeaks but all you can see are stars as he pounds into you. finally, he hits your prostate, causing you to arch your back. he smirks once he knows he found it and hits that same spot over and over again,

"don't come yet. it's not a request, it's a command,"

you can't help it, though.

you disobey and come all over the bed as he pulls out,

"oh..." you whisper in embarrassment.

you're body is sweaty and your hair is matted. he doesn't care though, and neither do you.

he collapses next to you and gently rubs your back,

"god, that was good," he pants, kissing your cheek.

you both fall asleep in exhaustion.

a/n -

well that was... s c a n d e l o u s