𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐈𝐈 ✦ 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝

I Feel Like I'm Drowning

Not checked, smut

[ Y/n ]

I know he's not good for me. With him it's always a loop. A cycle we can't break no matter what. I like to think it hurts both of us but I don't know.

"Y/n?"

I looked up at Boris in the doorway. He wore that smug smile he always wore when I came back.

"Come."

I walked into the apartment, not giving a shit about whether we are good or bad.

We're in love. I know that. That's all I need from him.

"Boris, I..." he shook his head, silently shushing me. He was right in front of me. I rested my head on his chest naturally. Boris wrapped me in his arms.

Yes.

This is what I want.

My friends don't know what they're talking about.

Boris lifted my head so I was looking up at him. I stared up at him, studying his face. He had a black eye and a cut across his cheek from a fight.

It only made him hotter.

Finally, our lips met. I couldn't resist him. I needed his touch. His body against mine. I could taste alcohol on his tongue but that wasn't unusual for him.

Boris lifted me up, placing a hand on my ass. He carried me into our bedroom and laid me on the bed. His hair was wild and I hadn't even touched it yet.

He must've done that.

He was worried.

Boris lifted my shirt off of me followed by kisses all over my torso. My jeans felt restrictive. I wanted them off.

My hands reached down to undo the buttons. Boris moved them away and undid it for me, pulling them off after.

I wasn't in anything special but the way he looked at me made me feel like I was wearing the sexiest most expensive lingerie in the world.

Boris stopped staring to pull off his shirt. He wasn't super muscular but there was muscle there. It was enough to make me squirm at the thought of his touch.

Boris pulled off his sweatpants so I could see the boner through his underwear.

"Fuck." I whispered.

The butterflies in my stomach made my chest rise and fall slightly faster. Fuck, I need him.

He grabbed a condom, tearing it open with his teeth. The room was lit up only by the light coming from the window. It was late. We live in a decent apartment but not good enough to not leak the sounds of our sex to our neighbors.

"Boris." I grabbed his arm as he got over me.

"We have to be quiet."

Boris smiled and ran his fingers over my cleavage. "Sure. Quiet."

Boris kissed my forehead then reached down to take my underwear off. I helped him by kicking it off once he got it to my knees.

Boris slid his finger into me for a moment before pulling it out. I could feel my heart racing in my chest. "You wanna smoke to calm down?" Boris teased.

"Please go, Boris." My eyes were squeezed shut but I could feel his breath on my neck.

A moment later he slid into me slowly. My back arched under his touch. The way his body met mine only made me more hungry for his touch.

He had one hand over me, gripping the headboard so it wouldn't slam against the wall.

Boris worked himself in and out of me. His grunts of struggle to go at my pace were only turning me on more. After the initial pain I started to moan.

Boris knew then to speed up. He rolled his hips against mine at a decent speed. I couldn't keep my moans any quieter and honestly I didn't care to either.

Boris kissed my neck, leaving hickeys across my body.

My hands reached into his hair. It felt like he might've gotten harder at this action. I gripped his hair between my fingers as Boris thrusted deeply into me.

I was so wet I could feel the mess on my thighs.

Boris sat up, releasing the headboard. He put one hand on my hip and the other on my back. I laid there with my hands now gripping the sheets.

He lifted me slightly so he could his a new angle.

"Fuck... Boris!" I wrapped my legs around his hips. My hands felt empty only holding the sheets. But this... This felt fucking good.

I had to close my eyes it felt so good.

Boris let out his own moans which were adorned with his Slavic accent. I felt my orgasm building up as the minutes ticked by.

"Boris... I'm going to..." I couldn't get out the words.

Boris used his thumb to circle my clit which sent me over the edge. I put a hand over my mouth and moaned into it as I came.

Boris dropped me, shifting to lean over me. His arms next to me on both sides so I was trapped below him. I felt him twitch inside me for a moment before he kissed me.

I could tell he had reached his own orgasm and wrapped my arms around his neck. Boris kissed me for a long moment before he finally pulled out and got out of the bed.

He walked into the bathroom, leaving me in the bed.

"Fuck..."