My inner demons: XReader insert

-stress- Pierce x Student! Reader |L|

Request: @Crystalizedshard

Work...work... work... and even more work. I know I signed up for a lot but this was too much. It was mental torture.
With a sound of frustration you threw your pen/pencil onto the table, not carding were it went as you ran your hands threw your (H/L) hair and gave a sigh.
"(Y/n)?" A familiar voice, causing you to look up at the blue horned tail daemos known as Pierce.
"Hey..." you spoke weakly as he began to play with your hair.
"You need a break....your stressed" he spoke with a softer tone of voice and you shook your head, about to protest when he picked you up, removing you from your spot at the table and carried you to the couch, proceeding to sit down and placed you on his crisscrossed lap.
"I'm not going to just watch as you push yourself so hard" he muttered, drawing blank patterns on your hand with his thumb as he thought about how to get you to relax, especially given your tense body as of late. But with your class workload, it was hard to draw you out of that state.
"Pierce, I really need to finish the paper" you spoke, watching your taller partner as he hovered his lips over your left shoulder, the prices clicking together as he knew how to get you to relax.

The next moments passed quickly, you went from sitting on his lap to starling it as he allowed his rougher hands from battles run up your shirt and create tingles along your softer skin, and it was only seconds before his lips connected to their target and began to mark your flesh, making your breath catch in your throat. Before long the once silent room was filled with heavy breathing as you grinder against your lover threw the fabric of both of your pants. and a strange sensation began to flow threw you, you and pierce hadn't really begun to go this far but it was as if a strong lust overcame you and him, breaking the once strong tension of stress as he began to lay kisses along your neck and collar bone, leaving little lovebites that served as a reminder that you were his and he, your's. it wasn't long before more and more fabric was removed, first the shirt, bra and then pants. before long it was the two of you, naked in each others embrace before pierce would take both of your hands in his and look to you for a final permission, which was given in the form of a nod before he slowly began to push into your once virgin body, as tears pricked at the corner of your eyes the silent man began to whisper small coo's into your ear as he continued to lower you onto him. with this, you were connected the once silent room growing filled with the sound of the two of you experiencing please, his thrusting in and out of your body as he gripped your hips and attempted not to lose control. and you holding tightly onto his shoulders as moans flowed freely from your mouth, which would only fuel the daemos. minutes or even hours could have passed like this, more love bites appearing on your chest and neck as the positions changed from one thing to another and as the feeling of release began to build in the pit of your stomach, his actions grew rougher and almost more desperate as he pounded into you until you both reached a release

As your sweaty bodies collided with the couch, Peirce would kiss the crown of your head and pull you close, any thought of stress completely gone