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Take Our Time

Ship: Duncan x Reader

HEADCANON

Duncan and you have been dating for a few months, after being friends for a few years. You two are very close emotionally but you still have a few insecurities because he is 13 years older than you are a lot more experienced than you at pretty much everything.After hearing rumours at a gala that you and Duncan had attended the weekend before, you had become more insecure.Some women were talking about him in the bathroom while you were in there saying that he had had a million partners (which is true) You were already nervous about having sex with him for the first time and overhearing this made the fear of 'not being good enough' so much worse.People always got into your head, telling you that it was weird that Duncan liked you because you were 21 and he was 34. Duncan had reassured you multiple times that their relationship wasn't weird or wrong it was just different. That your friends were just jealous of you and your ability to hook a man that they never could. The coneThey have been together for a month or so and although you weren't a virgin, you weren't as experienced as him. You feared that you would mess up your guys first time and it had been holding you back from going all the way with Duncan.One Night a few weeks after that upsetting gala you and Duncan were having a heated make-out session on his bed, skin sliding passionately again the satin sheets.You knew it was heading in the direction of sex and as your brain began to replay the women's nasty words over and over again in your already vulnerable state you began to slip into a WICKED panic attack.This wasn't the first panic attack you had, your panic disorder had been very prominent in your life from the moment you had started seeing Duncan, so he was no strangers to your break downs either.Duncan knew exactly what to do when this happened and he clued in right away.Duncan sat you up, supporting your trembling, stiff body and encouraging you in a soft voice to lift your knees and place your head between them; something that always helped you in the past.When he was sure you were in a safe position he rushed off to the bathroom to retrieve your pills from your overnight toiletry bag. He filled a glass of water and returned, coaxing you to swallow the magic that made you feel human again.He helped you take it and cooed to you as you began to come down, not touching you as that was something he knew would trigger you right back in dissociation.Once you could talk again he questioned you on what had triggered that bad of a panic attack.Being as in love with you as Duncan was, he was terrified it had been something he had done.You tried to brush it off but Duncan knew you too well (as you two had been friends for quite a few years before your relationship ) and he knew there is something going on.Duncan was normally your main source of comfort and you had never had a panic attack because of an action he committed in the past.You finally broke down crying and confided in him about what the women had said to her.Duncan pulled you onto his lap, his legs out straight with you straddling his lap.Duncan began to tell you that people have always and will always have issues with age gap couples because their closed minds don't allow them to see the beauty in them. But that it didn't mean your relationship was wrong. Duncan brushed a strand of hair off your wet cheeks and tugged it behind your hot ear as he asked you if you have ever felt uncomfortable about the fact that he was 13 years older than you.You responded with a small but confidence 'No'.Duncan smiles and then says,"See? Then there is absolutely nothing wrong with our love. We are two consenting adults and others opinions should never dictate how we live our lives." Duncan them moved on to tell you that, yes it was true that he had had a lot of partners in his life but none of them had ever meant anything to him. Not until you came around. He told you that you are everything to him and although he has a tough exterior and doesn't vocalize it much, he really does love you.Duncan tells you that he has never kissed anyone that was as good a kisser as you were and that good sex isn't just about the experience sensations or "how good someone is" it's also about the way the two people's bodies connect. He also tells you that he loves the idea that you aren't as experienced as him.Duncan has always been with women who knew exactly releasing his load, it wasn't as fun as when he got to control you when the two of your made outDuncan had always fantasized about someone he could control from the top of their heads to the tip of their toes. That he could teach. He loved the innocent and the way your body reacts to his touch in such a way as if the simplest of sensations brought you to life.The two of you began making out again and Duncan gently flipped you, so you were now laying on your back, him hovering above you.Duncan held your gaze for a few moments, his eyes demanding your submission in a way his words never could.He slowly undressed you, you fumbling to help him with his own clothes but he didn't complain. After discarding every article of clothing that separated his naked skin from yours, Duncan began slowly kisses down your body. Nipping and sucking soft purple marks into your sensitive skin. He took his time, making sure your nipples were painfully hard and no patch of skin was untouched.When Duncan finally got to your hip bones and thighs you were a quivering and needy mess, begging him to give you what your body so desperately craved.Duncan s had decided that tonight he wasn't going to torture you too much and unexpectedly he dived in, his warm, wet tongue licking rough swipes up your slit before breaking to suck on your throbbing clit. Duncan did this over and over until he brought you right to the edge, a bruising grip on your curvy thighs so that you couldn't close them out of the desperation that made your body ache."Who do you belong to Y/N? Who's cunt is this?" Duncan purred, looking up at you, his blue eyes darkened by animalistic hunger. His lips brushed against your folds as he spoke and you moaned loudly before you answered."You daddy" You respond.Duncan almost loses his mind, blown away with just how perfect you are for him. Without another word he finished you off, your orgasm overtaking you like an ocean wave, swallowing you whole, stealing the air from your lung and sending your tense body into violent shakes. You're orgasms had never been mild but this was the most intense one you had ever had.Duncan kissed and licked your cunt helping you through your orgasm until you desperately pushed against his head, his tongue over stimulating your sensitive clit.He made his way back up your body, leaving kisses over the hickies he created earlier. When he reached your face he placed his hands on either side of your head and leaned down, peppering kisses over your eyebrows, forehead, eyelids, nose and cheeks, taking his sweet time before he finally reached your lips. You were in a haze, your mind swimming with the pleasure numbing your nerves, making you feel like you were high off the most devious drug on earth.Duncan pressed his lips to yours gently, holding back his own hunger as your needed reassurance and he knew the two of you had forever to handle all your needs.You kissed him back sweetly, moaning almost inaudibly as you tasted the salty and slightly sour flavour of your cum on his tongue as he stroke yours. Your hands ran up his sot naked skin until you reached the nape of his neck, tugging his dark shaggy hair enough to give you a well-deserved groan from the handsome man."See Y/N, nothing scary about that," He mumbled against your kiss-swollen lips. You chuckled breathlessly, raising your hips to meet his, his cock hard as steel against your thigh. Duncan grunted, squeezing his eyes shut momentarily at the sensation of your soft skin against his most sensitive body part.Duncan kissed you deeply once more before pulling back to look in your fucked out eyes."Not tonight Love. I can wait. I want to take my time with you."Duncan cuddled you that night, your naked bodies tangled under the fuzzy blanket. All panic erased from your mind as you drifted to sleep, Duncan Shepherd's sweet breath against the shell of your ear, arms protectively wrapped around your waist. And to be perfectly honest, it was exactly where you were supposed to be.