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angryschnauzer · 3 years

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Ripe

Summary: Having spent the better part of a week in a car in the hottest place on earth, when Henry returns to you he is dirty to say the least. In fact he’s so ripe it turns your brain feral. Henry shows you just how much he missed you in the garages of the ‘Driven To Extremes’ garage away from prying eyes.

Based on this filthy headcanon i added to a post a few days ago.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Female Reader (no race or size specified)

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Dirty Sex, Unprotected Sex, Breeding Kink, Raw/Primal Sex, Rough sex, choking/airplay, Cum Play, Hyperspermia.

Wordcount 1532

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Ripe

You knew Henry would be arriving back from the documentary trip within the hour, eager to see him after spending five days in a hotel on your own, just a novel and room service for company in an unfamiliar city. Dressing in a pale sundress that just brushed against your thighs you made your way to the meeting point at the garages where the 2nd camera crew would be setting up for the arrival back after the expedition across the desert.

Waiting on the sidelines in the shade your heart skipped a beat when the dusty red trucks came into view, covered in a sheen of sand and sounding like they would barely make it along the road. Carefully jumping the kerb they pulled into the paved area as the crew filmed them, Henry and the rest of the team stepping out and grinning but your heart skipped a beat when you saw your man.

Dirty didn’t cover it, the man was covered in five days of sweat and grime, his curls an unruly mess beneath his hat, five days worth of stubble adorning his chiseled features. As you stood your body clenched so hard you let out a whine, and it was enough to get Henry’s attention. Excusing himself from the endless rounds of photos, he slowly approached, and as he got closer you could see just how grubby he was. His face and neck had a sheen of sweat and dirt covering his skin, his shirt and cargo pants stained with salt perspiration tide marks and all manner of filth. As he got closer you could also smell him, the ripe pungency of his virility almost overwhelming as he stood before you;

“I so want to kiss you but i stink”

You were having a hard time controlling yourself. It was almost as if some primal part of your brain wanted him to take you right there and then. You were so aroused your stomach almost hurt from the way your womb was begging for Henry to fill it with his seed. When you did speak it was almost a growl and through gritted teeth;

“I don’t care… i need you Henry. Right. Fucking. Now”

It was almost as if a switch flipped in his brain, a dark smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, enough to expose the sharp points of his canine teeth. His eyes were hooded, pupils wide with lust as he could sense your arousal. Taking hold of your elbow he quickly steered you into the darkness of the garages, the crew having not bothered to venture back into the secluded workshops thanks to the cold beers that were being handed around outside. Pulling you into a grimy side office he quickly pushed the door shut before pushing you against it, his entire body pressing firmly to your soft curves. You were surrounded by his scent and your nostrils flared as you ran your hands down his chest, before your fingers found the button of his cargo pants. Without another word you fell to your knees, pressing your face against the stained cotton as his hardness pushed back at you.

“Honey? You sure you want to be that close… i haven’t seen a shower for five days…” he warned, concern fighting against desire in his deep voice.

Quickly unzipping him you pulled his pants and underwear down his legs, his dick hard and virile in front of you, standing proud from his thick patch of dark curls. Pulling as much spit into the centre of your mouth as you could, you spat on his length, working the liquid over his skin before grasping him firmly and pulling his shaft down before burying your face in his curls and inhaling deeply. You were now so aroused that your cunt was beyond soaking your panties, and had overflowed to your inner thighs leaving them slick and slippery.

Pulling back you pumped him to full tumescence, working the foreskin back and forth over the wide mushroom head, before spitting again and coating the purple crown with your saliva, rubbing your thumb over the sensitive skin that earned you a keening whine from above. Large hands grasped your upper arms and pulled you to your feet, before Henry forcibly turned you and pushed you until your body was flat on the desk. He yanked your dress up to reveal your ass and your legs fell apart, exposing your soaked core, pressing his thumb against the now useless fabric as he ran it the length of your slit;

“So fucking wet for me. You like this, down and dirty? Ready for me to fuck you raw and leave you dripping?”

“Yes Henry, please…” you whined, your reply cut short by the sound of your underwear ripping, the fabric cutting into your hips where he pulled it tight only for the lace and stitching to relinquish to his power. A brief moment of clarity tugged at your mind;

“Henry… condoms, in my purse” but your reply was silenced as with a grunt he thrust into you bare.

The shriek that erupted from your windpipe was muted by his palm wrapping around your throat, pushing his gnarled girth into your velvet walls, making them part for him even if you weren’t ready.

He was so big, it was taking your breath away and bringing tears to your eyes, but your legs parted further and your back arched, your body presenting itself for him to push in even deeper. The sweat and grime on every inch of his skin make each push rough and abrasive, friction pulling against your inner flesh to the point where it felt like he was going to turn you inside out.

Any thoughts of protection were lost from your mind, the feral grunts and yelps filling the room were almost as overpowering as the ripe scent of your primal fucking. Henry’s hands gripped your hips so tight you were sure there would be bruises in your flesh, but as he drove into your sopping cunt repeatedly and with the virile power of a beast unleashed, he muttered your name like a mantra on his lips. Each thrust lifted your toes from the floor, until the only thing tethering you to reality was Henry as his coarse flesh split you in two.

Sweat ran down your back and into the crease of your ass, the salty essence mixing with Henry’s as your bodies chased release in the rhythmic slapping of skin on skin. Henry slipped his hand around your torso, harshly squeezing your breasts before pulling you flush with his chest, adding a smooth rocking motion to his hips as he continued to powerfully thrust up into your defiled body. His sharp teeth nipped at your ear;

“I’m gonna spend the next three days fucking this cunt raw… gonna fill you with my cum and make you an utter mess, then fill you again. Gonna bend you over every surface possible in that hotel room, fill your cunt over and over, your mouth too. Maybe even your ass....”

Each sentence was interspersed with a thrust and a breathy pant;

“No more condoms, i’m gonna feel you bare, feel your slick on my skin. I’ve spent four days in the hottest place on earth and all i wanted to do was come back and fill you with my dick. Gonna put a baby in you and show everyone that you’re mine”

Now both hands moved to your titties;

“Can’t wait to see these full of milk, round and leaking…” his hand splayed over your stomach; “Seeing you round with my kid, everyone knowing i’ve bred you and filled you with my seed”

“Oh fuck, Henry…” you were so close, Henry’s dirty dictation bringing you closer and closer to your peak.

As if sensing you were close he concentrated all his efforts on adding even more power behind each thrust, increasing his speed just the tiniest amount before your body finally relinquished control and you came with a stuttered cry, your voice hoarse from exertion. With one final groan Henry thrust into you and you felt his shaft swell before releasing potent his cum directly into your womb.

For the longest moment he held you to his chest, his face buried in the crook of your neck as you both tried to catch your breath and bring your heart rate down to normal. In a quiet moment of clarity he spoke quiet;

“I missed you so damn much”

Turning your head you pressed a kiss to his sweaty brow;

“I missed you too. I love you Henry”

“I love you too”

He slowly pulled out of you, both of you wincing at the pull against raw skin. Henry stepped back and watched as a thick glob of his cum pooled at your battered hole before starting to descend down your leg;

“Ah-ah” he quickly scooped it up, before gently pushing it back into your battered cunt; “Close your legs Babe”

As you did he carefully pulled his fingers out, satisfied that you were filled with his seed; “C’mon, let's get back to the hotel, we both need a shower now”

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