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rreskk · 9 months

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Can you imagine Amazon position with Trevor?

Can you write about it please? I would really appreciate it, I love the way you write, it's art.

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I had to research the amazon position and GAH DAYMN. It's lowkeeyyy...... *wink wink*. I'm quite at favour of it!

Summary: Trevor stayed out late and returned early morning. What's better than a tired morning session of making passionate love.

TW: -Smut

Pairings: Fem!reader/ Trevor Philips

Word count: 2320

He dragged his feet across the wooden floor-boards until he was met with your sleepy figure. With your back turned and body resting on his bed, the early morning sun-light flashes sudden rays through his trailer. Trevor frowned. He lost track of time during his immoral shenanigans that he had missed the night with you.

Desperate to feel you, he saw your unconscious state and crawled into the space behind you, kicking off his blood-stained boots and blood-stained T-shirt in the process.

“C’mere…” Trevor murmured as he’d push you closer into his chest. You were being cuddled and spooned by his lanky arms and rough skin.

It was around 5am, almost 6. He usually had a burning hatred for the early morning sun that blinds his home, even through the tattered and torn blinds. However, this morning, he found it peaceful. He’d stare down at your body that pressed against his. With a soft smile, he trailed kisses down the back of your neck, moving your hair out of the way. He leaned on his elbow to reach your jaw and continued leaving the hot sensation of his lips during your sleep.

It tingled enough that you were startled awake. He wasn’t sorry when you were poorly awoken. He used a finger and caressed your bottom lip with that smug grin.

“Hey.”

You took a few moments to adjust to the bright natural light. Your eyes barely stayed open but your mouth worked perfectly fine. You spoke, ignoring the tip of his finger that caressed your mouth.

“What’s going on?” You sounded tired and croaky.

“Nothin’…” Trevor responded with his usual low, gruffy voice.

“Where were you last night?”

He sighed when you recalled his absence. He found himself staring at your face with a soft scowl, deciding whether it was worth explaining.

“Shit got heavy, that’s all.”

“With who?”

“Shhh…” He covered your mouth, “You just woke up. No more questions.”

There was no point in protesting, it wasn’t like you had the energy anyway. You gave in and relaxed your body again. Your eyes closed before his lips were pressed against your neck, that urging hand falling from your mouth, to your neck. He pushed your head up and approached your jaw, once again.

You gasped gently and held onto his wrist that held your throat hostage.

“I missed you.” Trevor whinged like it was your fault he wasn’t there last night.

“I tried calling…”

“I had no service.”

“I missed you too.” You’d smile, noticing how his kisses were growing sloppy and wet. He tightened his grip on your neck as he was growing increasingly needy and whiney. He forced your head further up so you were staring at the ceiling. Despite being behind you, spooning you, he had his ways of accessing every inch of your skin through dominant gestures.

It would occasionally make you gasp, sometimes moan. His lips reached the corner of your mouth where he had turned your head around. Before anything else, his long tongue slowly licked your cheek, tasting your soft skin. It was perfection; in his possessive eyes. He loved how warm your cheeks were. They were blushed and damp with his saliva. He whispered utter profundity before tasting your sweet lips and savouring the moment with an exhausting groan.

“Trevor…” You tried to whisper throughout the fulfilling Devil’s touch. He crawled on top of you and leaned down to deepen the kiss. You immediately grasped his thin hair, tugging it.

“God,” An expressive cry left his tainted mouth, “I love you.”

Romance was never a talent of his, yet moments like these made it all worth it. Trevor was passionate as he made sensual love to your lips. His hands cuddled your shoulders nicely so he wouldn’t collapse against you with his body weight. You’d use one hand to hold his small waist, wanting him to carry on – the making out session growing heated and heavy. His tongue began to adventure in your mouth; exploring with every chance he could. The opportunist inside of Trevor enabled the ability to get lost in the feeling of your lips against his. His tongue was too desperate and dangerously craving for more. You moaned when he managed to win against yours and raid every surface of your mouth.

“Ah – “ And you could barely praise him for it considering he was too busy loving you too hard.

Trevor had to depart from your lips in order for you both to breathe. He left your mouth swollen and red. He grinned when you were panting heavily and pressed a loving kiss against your forehead.

“I want more.” That big man-child inside of him was eager for more affection. He’d flap his eyelids and tried to give you the best innocent, brown eyes ever (though it never works since he’s no way innocent).

At this point, you were holding him like a mother and baby. He was lying on your chest, his head resting up to see you. Trevor then rolled to the side before he’d randomly drag you with him. You yelped. The swiftness of his movement had made you experience whiplash and soon, you were lying on top of him.

“More, more.” He’d continue to demand.

“Shhh, relax…” You smiled, “Look who’s shushing you now.”

Trevor grumbled something under the lines of “shut up” before he grabbed your throat and smashed his lips against yours again. You had almost fell on him. Both of his hands clenched your jaw and neck, unintendedly choking you. He moaned as the kiss fell passionate again. You were pulled back onto him.

“Yes…” His words slurred and muffled.

You had to grasp onto his naked waist in order to circulate around the choke-hold. It wasn’t hurting, it was more favourable. You gasped for air when he let go, and he used the freedom of his hands to slowly disband your shirt. Trevor smirked wildly when you had no bra on underneath. He threw the shirt aside and reached for your breasts, squeezing them with a feral gaze in his eyes.

“Trevor!” You were turned on as soon as he worshiped your boobs. Being hunched over on top, they were dangling in front of his face and he loved it.

“I love your tits. I love it, fuck! I fuckin’ love your tits…” He squawked, obvious hearts in his eyes. His face was so animated with joy at the sight of your chest. His palms rubbed your nipples, grinning when they were fully erected to showcase your arousal.

You both enrolled in the kiss again. While Trevor took control, he still kept his hands steady on your breasts. You caressed his collarbone and broad shoulders during this intimacy. You let your nails steady themselves against his skin, making him shudder with the occasional push to give him that extra adrenaline as he was pestering your skin, beating your nipples dry with his fingers.

“Fuck…” You’d whimper at the stinginess he left. Your boobs were bright red, thanks to his rough-play. He gave you a sly smile and stared down at your stomach, to your panties. His lips sloppily escaped yours before a small tug, and you found yourself having your undies removed thoroughly.

“Gettin’ this piece of shit outta the way.”

Your pussy, all for display, was sat against his cargo pants. Trevor sighed with content and gave you a small wink.

“My naked pride and joy, ay? You look… Fuckin’ beautiful on me.”

You watched as he threw aside your panties and left you without a spark of cloth. His hands fondled your thighs, hips, giving your ass a good old slap with that snarky grin. That brutal grip endangered your meaty thighs, squeezing and caressing until you were in distress. Trevor peered up at you.

“Want my cock, babe?” He teased.

“Trevor…”

“Woah, hey. Don’t be shy on me. C’mon…”

“I’m not shy,” You groaned when he kneaded your poor thighs, “I’m just – “

“Just so fuckin’ horny?”

You nodded.

“Atta girl… C’mere, I miss you.” Trevor made grabby hands and pulled you against him again, kissing your lips intensely before he guided your hands into clutching his belt. That simple indication had made you quickly unbuckle and free his crotch.

You both continued to make-out as you worked your way through his trousers, sometimes having his hand slap your ass to motivate a faster pace since he was growing impatient.

“Ah – “

“Baby, I ain’t waitin’ any more than a minute.” He made it clear that he was growing incredibly desperate for your touch.

“Hold on.” You mumbled and pulled down his cargo trousers, bringing his pants down with it. Finally, he helped by kicking off the clothe items onto the floor (where the rest of your clothes were).

“There we go…” The purr made his chest rumble at how deep and low it was. You gasped when he lifted up his legs and spread them apart, his dick standing – due to the raging erection he has. He smiled at you and tugged your body closer.

“Trevor,” You couldn’t help but chuckle, “You like it when I’m on top?”

“You have no idea, sugar.” And with that, you were impelled like a reverse missionary; the amazon position. Trevor lied on his back, his legs spread far apart with you trapped in the middle. It was a submissive position for him, but he was no stranger to submission. He smiled happily when you complied and edged your pussy forward, guiding his cock closer.

“Ready?” You asked.

“You don’t have to ask. Just do it, we both want it.”

A sigh left your lips, “Always impatient.”

“Don’t keep me waiting…”

You rolled your eyes with a grin and gave him one last kiss on the lips before rocking into his penis, the tip rubbing against your clit and making your legs shake uncontrollably. Trevor whined and grabbed his knees, holding his legs back as you continue edging towards the full penetration. He watched you on top, finding it extremely attractive.

“You’re hot.” He’d giggle and touch your waist.

“Shit…” With a thrust, you rocked into his cock and fully indulged it. You both moaned at the sensation – hips grinding together – his legs hugging your hips close.

Trevor whinged. He panted out your name and lazily reached for your shoulders. His body was shaky. This position really gave him the pure experience.

“Trevor, oh… Oh, yeah.” You huffed and thrusted at a steady pace. It wasn’t fast nor slow. Nonetheless, the low quality bed that he had to own, it squeaked and rattled with every movement of your hips. He didn’t seem to care. He was too busy staring at you with eyes full of stars and wonders – pure dazed, at it seems.

“Keep going, keep going!” Trevor breathed.

“Keep your legs up, Trevor…” You noticed his legs slacking as it would fall below your sides. He was heavy so it was a struggle lifting them over your shoulders, but you somehow managed, and when you did, the thrusting grew more deeper at the better contact with both your hips.

“FUCK!” His head jerked up with pleasure.

“Yes, that’s right. Trev… God!” You moaned.

Trevor’s penis was throbbing already. It rammed in and out of your wet pussy by control of your own hips. He simply lied back and moaned at your increased momentum.

“Shiiitttt, baby!”

“Trevor, Trevor…”

“Don’t stop, [y/n]. Don’t fuckin’ stop!”

You panted and continued thrusting into his penis with echoes of your skin slapping together. His trailer riddled with the scent of sex as you grew out of control, rocking back and forth like your life depended on it. Trevor groaned with every intimate touch.

“Thank Jesus… Fuckin’ Christ – “ He whimpered.

“I- I’m gonna…” You stared down at his dick that you were thrusting into.

“That’s it, baby! That’s right!”

However, the feeling became unbearable. Your climax was approaching – big time. Your legs grew weak and you wobbled.

“Trevor… Please! I’m gonna cum!”

“Fuckin’ cum for me,” He growled, leaning his head up, “Cum for me!”

“I- I…”

“Ohhhh, shit!”

Trevor inhaled sharply when the hot liquid of your cum suddenly squirted onto his cock. You cried his name and sat on his erection, letting the rest of your orgasm play out as he was pulsing inside you. He grinded his teeth, trying to keep himself together from losing it.

“Trevor, fuck…” You moaned and held his chest for some disclosure.

“[y/n], I’m seriously gonna cum, baby.” His words were broken whispers. Trevor stared up at you and chewed his bottom lip.

So you continued grinding his penis against your cunt again. You heard him blurt provocative moans and sexual noises. His legs were properly spazzing. It made it harder to adjust and grind raw against his cock that was throbbing undeniably.

“You’re so hard, Trev.” Your soft voice encouraged him to jerk his hips up, your pussy being seduced by his penis again, and unleashing a good load of semen within your intimacy. He couldn’t help but cuddle your waist and whimper as the essence of cum oozed from his tip.

“Fuck me!” He longingly groaned and allowed the mattress to suck him in.

A few more minutes and you had found the courage to remove yourself from between his legs and lied back down beside him. Trevor was on his side, breathing heavily and touching his penis (that was still overcoming the orgasm). He gave you a tired, smug grin and brought your lips onto his. The addictive energy, he couldn’t refuse. Your lips were still swollen and red from the previous making-out sessions yet that didn’t stop him from breaking the streak. Trevor moaned when you returned his affections, bringing his head closer.

Though it was reaching 7am after the past hour of fucking, he mumbled something quiet. You heard him say something similar to “I’m gonna nap” as he nuzzled you close and closed his eyes. Smiling brightly, you were happy he was finally sleeping. You stroked what’s left of his hair and pecked his forehead.

“Sleep tight.”

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