Jock-cock

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Request: I kind of like the idea of a jock orc x fem nerd reader, friends to enemies to lovers type of deal Like they were best friends when they were younger, but soon turned enemies and eventually liked each other again- angst with some smut lol

Orc x fem!reader || (light) angst, (light) dirty talk, oral sex, size difference

He was your childhood best friend, your moms were friends and it was only normal that you were, too. And maybe… just maybe… You felt a bit more than friendship towards him. But who could blame you for your crush? He was hot and big and green and had muscles over muscles… He was just a silly jock that acted like a sweetheart when you were around. It wasn’t your fault that you fell for him.

But then the asshole had to be as stupid as a jock can be and made fun of you in front of all his other jock-jerks, of course he did. It hurt so deeply that you couldn’t even look at his face after it. It didn’t matter how many times he apologized in private, the pain in your heart was very real and his words cut deeper than any others could. The betrayal was the worst part of it, and losing him as a friend made your insides twitch still.

So you decided to not only ignore him, but antagonize every part of his life you could. You did tell his mom, and you didn’t regret the three months of cleaning the bathrooms he got in retaliation. He did mind, if the stinky eyes he sent your way were any indication.

And just like that, your best friend turned into somebody you barely knew. Somebody who didn’t look your way when you passed next to him. Somebody you tried not to pine after even if it hurt your soul every time you looked in his direction for a bit longer than needed. But it was okay, because you were going away from college and he was going to another place completely different. You wouldn’t have to see him again. Not for a long time, at least.

So when you see him at the library in your campus for the first time after three years of avoiding him, you are a bit more than speechless. He’s just standing there, as big as ever, green and pretty and so fucking hot you almost combust on the spot. But his emerald eyes fixated on you, and you can’t look away even if you tried.

“Hey… Can we talk?” His words wash over you and you stare at him for a couple seconds, completely weirded out by his presence.

It takes your body a couple of seconds to unfreeze. Your response is fast and thoughtless: “No.”

You walk past him, your brain still spinning. What is he doing here? He was supposed to go to a fancy collage across the country and you were supposed to be free from his influence ever again. But there he is, standing a couple meters away from you, looking as handsome as ever and as jacked as any other human or monster you’ve ever seen.

“Hey! Wait! I… I need to talk to you, please.” It’s the vehemency on his tone what makes you turn around to look at him.

You try not to sound too annoyed when you let out: “What do you want? What are you doing here?”

“I moved, they recruited me into their sports team and I… I wanted to be closer to you.” His confession makes your brain spin, not fully understanding what the fuck does he mean by that.

“What? You don’t even like me.” You let out a humorless chuckle.

He looks genuinely surprised at your words. “What gave you that idea?”

You look at him with confusion. “You!” You exclaim, throwing your hands up for emphasis. He looks confused too, so you explain: “You said I was like a sister to you, that you’d never go for a nerd.” You use quotation marks for the words that are branded in your brain, never forgetting how much his words hurt you, even years later.

He scratches the back of his neck, looking at the ground as if it has the answers to his questions. “I… I did say that.” You huff at him, trying to walk away again. “Wait!” He grabs your arm. “I didn’t mean it, I was just trying to deflect because… because…” He stutters and you do not think that’s cute. Not at all.

“Because what?” You press, curious about what shitty answer he’s going to give you. Your heart is beating fast and you can’t even start explaining any of your feelings right now. You need to get away from him before you do something stupid as confesses your undying love for him.

But then he deadpans: “Because I had a crush on you, damn it!” His tone is almost angry and makes your heart skip a beat. You gasp, mouthing his words as if that will help you understand.

“You what?” You ask, blinking slowly.

He chuckles at your probably-surprised face. “I’ve been into you since forever. You are it for me.” His words sound so sincere and his tiny smile holds so much weight behind it that you can’t… you can’t...

“What?” You end up questioning again.

He laughs, pulling at you close by the arm he was still holding. Your body collides with his hard middle as he says: “You start to sound like a broken disk.”

“Are you for real?” You pinch his side, making him squeal as the tension between the two of you breaks. Completely melts into nothing as your arms come around his middle and you hug him close. It feels like coming home.

You hear him sniffing your hair. “Fuck, you smell so good up close, I almost forgot how good you smell.”

“You sound like a weirdo,” you say bemusedly at his antics.

He used to smell you all the time while you were growing up. It was endearing then, and it is endearing now, your whole body vibrating in anticipation. You don’t want to give in so easily, you really don’t, but he’s here, and he confessed he and… and you like him, too. Even if you have been trying to deny it for years.

But then he gets you again: “And you are carrying around your DnD dice, you can’t judge me for being weird.” He pulls back a little, looking down at you with the prettiest eyes and the most beautiful smile.

You try to argue: “What are you tal…”

You don’t get to say anything before his mouth is on you, and you are squirming in his arms. Your hands find his short hair and you are pulling him down until you can deepen the kiss as he moans against your lips. His tusks feel amazing against your face as he devours you.

“Get a room!” Somebody screams in the distance, making you pull back a fraction to gasp. You can feel your face getting redder and redder. Fuck, how embarrassing.

“I- You…” He stutters, looking as enchanted as ever. He’s blinking slowly and licking his licks trying to get another taste of you.

“My room is in that building,” you point out to your right, grabbing his hand and walking in that direction without even asking.

You had wanted him for so long and having him so close now… There’s no way you aren’t going to get that orc dick ASAP.

You are already on your door when he lets out a chuckle: “Slow down… I can, I can take you out first.” That he says that only makes you hornier.

“Do you want that?” You tease, looking pointedly at the dick outline on his pants. “Do you really prefer to get coffee right now than to get in there and fuck me until I cry out your name?” You point at your dorm.

He lets out a groan. “Fuck, don’t say stuff like that in public, I’m about to cream my pants.”

“Are you?” Your smirk is so big you can feel it pulling at your cheek muscles.

“Good damn it, get inside.” You raised your eyebrows at him and he growls, making you let out a squeal as he picks you by the waist and pushes the door open.

Your back was pressed against the wall immediately as he sucks on your pulse point and your head hits the wall behind you as you cry out in pleasure. You don’t know what is it, the fact that he can pick you up with one arm or the fact that he has you pressed against the wall as he grinds against your clothed pussy, but you are on fire. It feels like there’s lava inside of you and you want nothing more than to burn completely.

“We should take it slow,” he bites against your neck, not stopping his ministrations and probably the huge hickey he’s sucking right there.

You let out a humorous huff. “I don’t think so.”

Your hand travels down between your bodies and you grab his dick over his pants. He lets out a roar, a literal roar, and your body is flying across the space until you are laying on the bed and he’s crawling to you like a predator. You let out a happy cry when he grabs your pants and pulls them down along your panties. Pointing at your shirt as he takes off his own clothes. You get undressed as fast as possible, but it’s not fast enough. His hands are on your bra and he… pulls.

Your boobs spring free as he groans at the sight, your broken bra thrown over his shoulder as he grabs your ankles and pulls your legs apart. He lets his body hit the bed, head between your legs as your hands find his hair and his tongue finds your clit. You let out a scream that can rival any heavy metal singer, his clever mouth hitting all your erogenous zones as his fingers find your center.

He’s doing everything you like without you even trying to explain, the way he’s eating you is enough to drive you mad with a few flickers of his tongue. “Please, please…” You keep begging him but he only looks up for a second, a big smirk on his lips.

“I’ve been waiting for this so fucking long you aren’t about to let the fun finish in a few minutes, are you?” You shake your head, your brain spinning and your ears ringing as he continues his tongue-dance across your clit.

You are dripping, you can feel the amount of juices running down your thighs and the sounds he’s making… Fuck. You are definitely going to let the fun finish. The fun being you.

“I’m… I’m about to…” You don’t get to finish the phrase before he’s curling his fingers and drubbing against your G-spot sending you into the stratosphere of pleasure as you scream his name.

When you come back to your senses, his chin is resting on your navel and he looks self satisfied, licking his lips as he stares at you. “I knew your nerd-pussy would be worth the wait.”

“My nerd…” You burst out laughing so hard your stomach hurts. “You didn’t just say that,” you say between breathless laughter.

He smiles at you, “I did. And I don’t regret it.”

“Are you going to tell me to suck your jock-cock now?” You joke.

He sits up between your legs, pulling them over his stretched ones and making you feel so tiny in comparison. Fuck, he’s so big. “I mean… If you want to…” You look at him in time to see his hand wrapping around his impressive green dick, your mouth already watering.

“You are incorrigible.” You say as you reposition until your face is eye-level with his navel.

“And you like it,” he says, his breathing labored just having you so close to his dick. You smile up at him, guiding his hand to your hair to keep it together.

“Ugh, I do,” you falsely complain as you lower your head. His deep groan is enough to make your insides burn again.