A beast

Request: I was wondering if you could do an orc husband x chubby reader, she's going all out, going out with her friends, wearing the most SLUTTY outfit she has ever worn, fishnets, tight leather skirt, push up bra, ifykyk, just overall a very slutty and sexy costume, and i can just imagine reader acting dumb when her orc husband questions abt her costume, saying it's her body, yk, and then she goes with her friends to a haunted house party. But her orc husband is following her, making sure no other men or creeps look at her, but if they did, It won't just be fake blood anymore, but when reader get's home, her husband is waiting for her, candles lit, rose petals from the front door to the bedroom, and on the counter in the kitchen a wine bottle and two glasses, and when reader walks inside the bedroom, her orc husband, all cheeky, rose in his mouth, only in his boxers, overall just cute sexy fluff?…

A/N: This turned out more dirty that fluffy, hope that’s okay. Enjoy!

Orc x chubby fem!reader || sex with feelings (?)

You are wearing your sexiest outfit, feeling your best and ready to have a wonderful night with your besties. You walk out the bathroom and you hear glass breaking. You turn around to see your orc boyfriend staring up and down at you with his eyes as big as plates and a tent on his sweatpants.

He’s staring intently at your boobs, that are almost spilling out, when he finally catches his breath and asks: “What are you wearing?”

You bite back a smile, too pleased with his reaction. “Do you like it? It’s my new outfit.” You do a little twirl, maybe even bending down a little so he can see how short your dress is.

“You are…” He swallows hard and you have to bite your lip not to giggle. “You are going out wearing that?” He sounds almost conflicted, his big hands twitching at his sides as he tries not to touch you.

“Yes,” you tell him simply. He nods, not saying anything as you kiss his cheek and walk out the door.

During all the time you are out, you can feel eyes on you, and you are pretty sure who they belong to. Your orc boyfriend is way too big and way too green to hide in the crowd as he intends to. But you ignore him, acting as if neither you or your friends see him in your peripheral. It’s lowkey nice to have him taking care of you like that, even if a little bit too possessive.

But at some point as you are dancing with your friends, he disappears, and you let out a tiny giggle. Your friends laugh with you as you say your goodbyes, all of them smirking knowingly as you walk to your car.

But what is expecting you at the house is a big surprise (pun intended). There’s a trail of rose petals down the hall, and a bottle of wine sitting on the counter. You enter your room with a big smile, your pussy already tingling with anticipation for what’s to come. Hopefully you. Multiple times.

He’s on his side in the bed, staring at the door and with a rose between his teeth as you walk in. You let out a chuckle and he lets the rose fall down. “Too much?”

You approach him, leaning down until your lips brush his. “Just enough.” You melt into a tender kiss, and he pulls you down, straddling his hips and helping you grind against his hard on.

“Your outfit has driven me insane all night,” he whispers against your lips.

“All night?” You ask, playing dumb. He looks like he got caught stealing a cookie, so you let out a chuckle. “I knew you were there.”

“And you aren’t mad?” He asks. His hips are grinding up to your covered pussy, and you are starting to feel the repercussions of it, your whole body thrumming as your pussy gets wetter and wetter.

“No. I like you when you take care of me,” you reassure him, feeling warm inside.

You know you said the right thing the second he growls. “Good.”

He buckles his hips and you lose your balance, but he catches you, manhandling you until your back is on the mattress and his fingers are rubbing up and down the sides of your legs.

“I’ll buy you new ones,” he says as he rips a hole on your fishnets right over your pussy. He groans when he realizes you are only wearing a thin thong underneath. “If I knew you were wearing this underneath I would have fucked you before you walked out the door.” You giggle as he rips those out, too.

“You are a beast,” you joke as he pushes your skirt up until your pussy is on display, framed by the ripped fabric. He stares down at you, an eyebrow arched, his dick in his hand as he jerks himself slowly. “Go for it,” you whisper, already knowing what he wants.

He pushes inside of you in one long thrust, his hips punting into yours as you wrap your legs around his middle, getting him deeper and making both of you moan loudly. The sex is frantic, your bodies moving in perfect sync as he makes the prettiest sounds over your body.

His hands are all over, groping your boobs over your push up bra, cupping your ass-cheeks, rubbing your clit… His touch is overwhelming in the best way possible as he fucks you as if you are the center of his universe.

Your body is moving on the mattress, to the point you have to reach out over your head and put your hands on the headboard to stop your head from hitting it. He chuckles half brokenly as he lowers you down, impaling you deeper on his cock as he moves you away from danger. You giggle, your body warm with emotions and pleasure.

“I’m so close,” he moans.

He reaches between your bodies, rubbing your clit with his thumb as he presses down, creating the perfect pleasure of his dick against your G-spot as you come with a shout. He fucks you through it, until your body feels weightless and sated.

You hug him closer, rolling your hips urging him to come, too. “I love you,” you whisper against his ear. And that’s what sets him off, his dick twitching inside of you as he roars and spills inside of you.