Gym slut: Valentine’s special

Inar (Orc) x fem!reader || sfw, tooth-rooting fluff (and some teasing)

You were having a coffee date after a couple of days of not seeing each other when Inar let out a sigh and said: “I’ll be working on Valentine’s Day.” His face was down and his whole body tense. You didn’t want to be disappointed, but something inside of you felt a tiny bit disappointed either way.

So you tried to play it jokingly. “It’s okay, we don’t have to do the whole presents and dinner kind of thing… But we can always fuck later,” you teased, chuckling at your own words. He looked up at you, his face serious as he studied your face.

“Inar, really, it’s okay. We can do those things another day, Valentine’s Day is just another day.” You tried to smile, not wanting him to notice that you were really looking forward to another date with him.

He frowned, his tongue going over his lips in a pensive manner. “I’ll make it up to you, I swear.” You knew he was serious about that, but you couldn’t let him be down about something that wasn’t even his fault.

“It’s not your fault that you have to work, there’s lil’ babies that need you and all that,” you tried to reassure him, taking another bite of the cake in front of you. It was delicious and you didn’t want to spoil the experience with sad talks.

But he still looked bummed about the whole thing, so you did what always worked with him, you leaned over the table and kissed his lips softly. And as always with him, he leaned in and deepened the kiss until you were breathing hard and your heart was beating erratically in your chest.

The rest of your date went great as always, and when you parted and he kissed you senseless once more, it felt like a promise.

And because he was working, you weren’t expecting the huge bouquet that showed in your office the next day. And by huge you meant huge, huge, and full of your favorite flowers that you didn’t even know he knew about them. “If flowers could represent how much I like you, the bouquet would be bigger than this,” was written on the note attached to one of the stems. You swooned, and so did every single person in your office, too. You earned a lot of teasing because of it, but you were so happy you didn’t even care.

Hours later a big box of chocolates and candies showed up with a note that said “nothing is as sweet as you, but I hope these get close”. It contained every single one of your favorites, and your heart was so warm you couldn’t stop smiling. Even when your coworkers teased you about looking weird all happy. You flipped them the bird and ate some gummy bears, chewing loudly to annoy them.

But that wasn’t all, at lunch, a delivery guy arrived with your favorite pizza, shaped like a heart, and with a note that said “I could be more romantic, but I know you would enjoy pizza more.” And he was so right your heart skipped a beat.

You left work early that day, almost walking on a cloud and feeling so incredibly smitten over your orc boyfriend you were ready to scream. But you came back to an empty house and some chocolate ice-cream. Not disappointing at all… Right.

You tried to distract yourself, but it was around mid afternoon when you finally accepted you weren’t okay with skipping your first Valentine’s Day as a couple. You spent hours thinking about it, and as much as you didn’t want to be that girl, you were that girl. You wanted the heart shaped chocolates, you wanted the flowers, you wanted dinner… And you wanted to wear a skimpy dress and no underwear so he would cut dinner short and take you home. You wanted it all, and life was mean enough that it couldn’t happen.

The gifts he sent your way were great and made you feel so special that the butterflies in your stomach were going crazy every time you thought about him. And then the light-bulb inside your head lighted. Who said it was the male partner the one who has to get flowers and chocolates anyway? You could do something nice for him, you could make him dinner and bring it to him even if you couldn’t have dinner together.

So you plotted. And you cooked. And you were on your way to the hospital in less than two hours. You weren’t sure he could even have dinner with you, but you wanted at least to try.

He appeared through the door talking to another nurse, but as soon as he smelled the air, his head turned to you. He walked to you with big steps and a growing smile. “What are you doing here?” He asked, hugging you so tightly you were out of breath for a second. “Goddess, you smell so good,” he whispered against your head. You were sure he didn’t even say it to you, he was just unable not to say anything nice about you as soon as you were close.

He pulled back, but his arms didn’t let go of your middle, looking down at you as you smiled up. You felt shy for no reason as you showed him the bags you were carrying. “Bringing Valentine’s dinner to my boyfriend.”

“Your boyfriend, huh?” He teased, the smile on his face was so big you could see almost all his teeth. “It’s the first time you call me that out loud, and I like it,” he whispered the last part against your ear as he leaned down to kiss your cheek and your heart skipped a beat.

“Hey, Nora!” He called over his shoulder to a naga nurse that was acting like she wasn’t totally eavesdropping. “I’m taking a break to have dinner with my girlfriend,” she nodded with a big smile, showing such pointy teeth that a shiver ran down your spine. But you didn’t have time to process it before Inar was grabbing your hand and pulling you away.

He walked you to the elevator, saying something about the roof that you didn’t catch before he was pressing your back against the wall and kissing you senseless, his hands finding your ass and kneading it as he hummed happily against your lips.

“Goddess, I missed you,” he lamented against your neck, kissing a trail of kisses until he was biting softly your earlobe. You whimpered, your knees turning jelly under you. You were about to beg to be fucked right there when the doors opened and a doctor walked in, coughing to cover the awkwardness. Inar hugged you tightly and kissed your forehead, his hands traveling to your lower back to at least appear to be more proper in his place of work. You were sure if it was someplace else, his hands would still be on your ass, but you weren’t about to tease him about it.

The doctor got down at the next stop and a couple seconds later the elevator finally arrived to the top floor. Inar drove you through a staircase that looked out of a scary movie, and then opened a door to…

“A rooftop garden?” You asked, mesmerized by the fairy lights and the vegetation around you.

“There’s a nymph nurse in radiology that has gardening powers, so she created this for us. Nobody else in the hospital knows but the nurses, is our secret spot.” His explanation made the butterflies in your stomach wake up again, driving you a little bit closer to insanity over this amazing orc in front of you.

You had so many words stuck in your throat that you didn’t know what to do with them, so you ended up whispering: “Are you hungry?”

He laughed loudly, “I’m always hungry.”

You pulled out the sandwiches you made along some chips, apologizing for the mediocrity of it all, but he assured you he was more than happy to eat anything as long as it was with you. He hugged you tightly, making sure to always have an arm over your shoulders, giving you some of his warmth. He almost inhaled the food, talking about his day as you smiled at him and slowly chewed your own food. He looked so happy...

By the time he opened the container with the dessert, some freshly baked brownies with cream cheese frosting, your insides were all warm in the cold night and your heart felt about to burst every time you looked at him. He moaned at the first bite, and your pussy tingled with need. You were almost jealous of a piece of dessert…

He offered you some, hand feeding you some pieces as you licked your lips, “accidentally” catching his finger with your lips and swiping over them with your tongue. He grunted and your insides twisted, but he didn’t go further. You wanted him to, you wanted to be ravished under the stars, even if it meant getting a cold because of low temperatures.

He stood up, and you could clearly see his hard on through his uniform pants, the blue of the scrubs looking deliciously tight against his dick. You liked your lips, and he growled low, his dick visibly twitching. You looked up at him, trying to look as enticing as possible to see if you could end the night with a good orgasm under the stars…

But he stopped your dirty thoughts. “I’m gonna make myself clear here, little slut. I want nothing more than to strip you naked right here and have my wicked way with your sweet pussy, but I know we don’t have enough time to do all the things I want to do to you right now. So for now… Dance with me?” He asked, offering you a hand.

“But there’s no music, and I don’t know how to dance,” you laughed when he pulled you up either way.

His body was pressed to yours, he was humming a song you didn’t know as he rocked your bodies from side to side and you rested your head on his pecs. It was peaceful, and romantic, and so much more than you expected your Valentine’s Day to be.

“Thank you for bringing Valentine’s to me,” he whispered, his voice soft and tender.

You didn’t know what to say, so you jut nodded against his chest. “I think I’m falling for you, please don’t hurt me,” you muttered under your breath, your face almost buried between his pecs.

You thought he couldn’t have possibly heard you, but joke was on you, because orc hearing was a lot better than human’s...