Archive of Our Own ^beta

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“Gordon,” Julie spat out, scaring the poor man nearly to death. God, how does she just appear like that?? He didn’t even hear the damn door open. Gideon shot up from his spot on the couch, scrambling for the controller.

“Y— yes?” He would question, looking back at her wide-eyed as he flicked off the TV. Like he just got caught doing something he’s not supposed to. Julie held a unmarked plastic bag in her hands, slowly shutting the front door.

“M’ sorry. Did I scare you, baby? I just got back from work.” Well, she was telling partly the truth. She made a pit stop on the way, as well. The woman’s tone turned soft, and sweet— making her way over to the ravenette; chuckling a bit. Gideon’s face relaxed, and returned the same smile. She bent down, cupping his cheek and pecking a kiss to his forehead— his smile turning even more dopey looking.

“You.. you did, a bit, yeah..”

Another chuckle from her. “I got something for us. I’m surprised I didn’t buy one earlier,”

“Hm?” He realized she was holding open the bag, for him to look inside. Now, what could she be…

Oh. Oh. That’s a strap. A purple, 5 inch strap. His eyes shot open again, face flushing. Gideon’s gaze slowly traveled up to look at his girl, a smirk painted on her face. “So? What do you think? You want me to rock your world?”

A shiver ran up his spine. Need and arousal shot through him. He nodded, looking right into Julie’s eyes.

“Mmm, use your words, doll,” She said, setting the bag down for a moment so both of her hands were free. Her face was now merely inches away from his, holding his chin to keep his gaze right on her. Gideon whined. God, this woman was gonna kill him. “You want me to fuck you? Pound you until you can’t even think?”

“Y— yes, please, Julie, please,” He stammered out, his legs pressing together. He was already soaking himself. He gripped onto the shorts he wore. Her smirk stayed.

“Let’s go, then. C’mon, Gordon,” Julie snapped her fingers to get his attention; grabbing the bag and making her way over to the stairs. Gideon promptly followed behind her, like a lost puppy. If he had a tail, it would be wagging like no tomorrow.

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The two laid on Julie’s bed, tongues intertwined with one another’s— Gideon facing up, Julie on top. They were both nearly undressed, Gideon in just his boxers, Julie in a sports bra and panties. The make out was carnal, messy.

Julie was the one to pull away to breathe, huffing as she stood at a standstill for a moment.

“Remember our safe word, alright? If you want me to stop, say it. Understand me?”

“Yeah,” Gideon nodded; and that’s when she moved down to his neck, nipping and sucking at the skin. That drew whines and whimpers out of the man below her, his hands gripping onto the sheets. Her hand moved down to his clothed cunt, finger teasingly gliding across it.

“God, so fucking wet already. It’s pathetic.” Julie spoke against his skin, hot breath hitting his neck. “I’ve barely even gotten started.” She pressed her finger down, rubbing against his t-dick through the fabric. Gideon whined again, bucking his hips up. “You want me to touch you properly, whore?” Julie moved away, looking down at him.

“P.. pleassee…”

“Please what, huh?”

“Please— pplease touch me, just touch me, ruin me, please, please—“

Julie smiled. The way he could turn into a begging, needy slut just by her words and actions— god, it was so fucking hot. She was soaking wet herself.

“That’s better,” She spat out, making quick work of taking his boxers off; tossing them to the side. She pried open Gideon’s legs, using her fingers to take his dick between them and slowly stroke. His full body was exposed now, and Julie was just drinking it all in. The happy trail he had, the way he had gotten somewhat pudgy over the past month, the way his glasses were getting fogged— good lord.

“Ohh, fuck..” Gideon softly threw his head back, his breathing getting heavy as she stroked his enlarged clit. Julie kept at it for a bit— before slowly slipping two fingers into his hole. His hips jolted up, letting out a surprised moan. “Sshit—! J— Julieee,”

Gideon stammered out, gritting his teeth and bucking his hips up. Julie leaned down, moving her fingers at a good pace; taking his t-dick into her mouth and beginning to suck. Another loud moan escaped his throat, legs shifting around. He pulled his glasses off, draping his arm over his eyes— back arched up. Julie hummed against him, the vibrations making this all the more remarkable.

“Close,” Damn, already? Gideon was cut off by his own moan. “Jules, Julie, I’m, hhaah—m’close— I- I can’t—“

Julie suddenly lifted her head up, stopping completely. “Don’t you dare. Hold it. You don’t cum til’ I say so, you understand me?” She said it with a growl to her words, gritting her teeth. Gideon nodded with a whine, his face flushed to all hell and his breath heavy.

“Use your words, Gordon.” She spat back at him, pulling her fingers out— which earned her a whimper from the man below her. “Do you understand me?”

“Y— yeess.. yes ma’am..” He weakly replied, breathless.

“Good boy. Turn over, on your knees. Let me get this on.”

He immediately obeyed, flipping onto his stomach and propping up on his knees as Julie got up to put on the strap. He wanted to touch himself, just a bit more, but he wouldn’t dare. He didn’t have permission. His fluids dripped from his twitching cunt, falling onto the sheets and staining them.

Suddenly, he felt the bed jostle around, and the sound of a bottle popping open. Julie applied a generous amount of lube to the strap on, flicking the bottle closed and setting it down.

“Get over here,” She growled out, suddenly gripping his hips and pushing the toy inside. Gideon gasped, grabbing a handful of sheets as Julie roughly thrusted. It felt overwhelming already— but so, so fucking good.

“Fuck-!! Fuck, holy— mmmnhaagh—!” He planted his head down into the sheets, loud moans barely getting muffled. The girl’s nails only dug more into his hips, not letting up on her pace. Julie’s hand trailed up to Gideon’s hair— gripping onto his hair and pulling his head up. A loud, pathetic moan broke out from his throat, tears beading in his eyes.

“Tell me who you belong to, mutt,” She said through gritted teeth, right into his ear. “let me hear it, nice and loud out of you.”

He could barely make the words sound coherent. “Y— you! Yooou, I belong to you, all youurrss ma’aam—“

He was moaning so loud he might actually be screaming at this point. Tears freely dripped down his face, a tight coil in his abdomen getting pulled tighter and tighter with every thrust. “Goood boy. You know your damn place.”

She tugged harder, pressing herself against his arched back.

“M’closee, clooseee— C—can— can I please, aagh, please cum, pleasepleaseplease—“ Gideon sobbed, hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Mmm. You’ve been such a good little fucktoy, you deserve a reward, hm? Sure, you can cum.”

“Thank you, ttthankyoou—“ Julie let go of his hair, Gideon finally being able to set his head down. She gripped his hips with both hands now, thrusts getting sloppy. Oh, but she still kept her speed.

“C’mon, let it alll out, mutt.” Her voice was low, and she spoke right into his ear again; her hand snaking down to his t-dick to start jerking him off. Fast.

Good god.

Gideon suddenly arched himself the most he could, wailing in pure pleasure as his orgasm hit him like a truck. His legs shook violently, tears pouring out his eyes; tears of straight overwhelming pleasure. And Julie was still pounding into him, jerking him off, fucking him through the whole ordeal until his moans started to sound more pained than pleasureful.

She slowly pulled out of him, huffing. Gideon fell onto his stomach, trembling like a leaf. Julie made quick work unbuckling the strap, setting on the dresser. She ran a hand over his back, touch loving.

“You okay?” Her head turned to look at the ruined man before her. “Mhhmm.. I’m great..” He laid on the side of his face, a dopey smile painted on it. That earned a chuckle from Julie.

“I’m gonna go run you a bath. I’ll be back to get you in a second,” She slid off the bed, but her arm was weakly grabbed by Gideon.

“Nooo…” He whined. “lay with me here? Just for a bit?”

“Absolutely not, Gordon. You’re filthy. I’m gonna clean you up first.” Another whine. But, she payed no mind. Soon, they would be laying together, cuddled up next to one another under the covers. But not now.

“Juliee..”

She craned her head to look at him. “What is it?”

“I looovee you…”

A snicker. “I love you too, dork.”