*A/N: Female insert Dark x reader about an after Christmas winter weekend getaway. Smut included. Enjoy!
Chalet Getaway
Your mouth fell open in awe as the car pulled up the long sloped drive of the most luxurious and beautiful alpine chalet home you had ever seen. It looked like something straight out of a magazine or one of those million dollar real estate shows. The wooden outside was gorgeous, with huge windows showing off the warm and cozy inside and towering walls. Snow topped the roof and the landscaping outside.
"Dark, this is even better than the pictures," you realized. When he had promised a getaway after Christmas to bring in the new year, you knew he would pull off something incredible. But this blew your expectations out of the water!
"It is beautiful, isn't it? And it's all ours for the weekend. No neighbors or roommates. Incredible views. Plenty of privacy. Just what we both wanted."
Somehow, you were even more impressed as you both carried your bags inside. With the tall ceilings, the place seemed extra huge. An impressive stone fireplace stretching to the ceiling was dying to be lit in the living room, a large TV mounted on the front of it. Christmas trees were lit and perfectly decorated still for the just-passed holiday. The sofas and chairs looked cozier than anything you had ever sat in before, with plush blankets and pillows draped over them. The kitchen had brand new appliances and an amazing island and long dining table fit for a feast or dinner party. The bathrooms were pristine and each bedroom had its own theme. The primary one was your favorite of course, being that it was the biggest and had the most perfect view of the mountains and forest. The fireplace in it helped, along with the comfy king bed and the most typical alpine chalet decor of all of the bedrooms. The on-suite bathroom was also the largest, with the most luxurious and sizable shower and bathtub, the former able to fit a whole party of people and the latter much for suitable for couples baths than what you had at home. The gigantic windows and wonderful views carried through, too. You couldn't wait to enjoy every inch of the place.
You and Dark unpacked and did a little shopping in the small town nearby, getting a few groceries for the weekend. You made a homey dinner of soup and fresh bread and butter from the local bakery, and you were both content with the idea of ending the day relaxing in the bedroom, watching movies and enjoying a fire to stay warm.
Since arriving, all you could think about was how many romantic places there were in the house to ride Dark, or blow him, or be eaten out by him. Living with Wilford in the manor, neither of you were used to complete and total privacy. And there was something about Dark in turtlenecks, sweaters, cardigans, gray sweatpants...all of the things he had packed to wear for the wintry weekend in the mountains. Naturally, you had of course brought some things to wear that made him weak, too.
Your pajama choice for this first night was a long sleeved gray romper, with white fair isle print and soft fabric. The front was a v-neck and had buttons, most of which you didn't bother to close, showing off your breasts, which were nicely lifted even without a bra since the fit of the ensemble was tight. Then there was the fact that the bottom part of the romper was shorts that were so tiny, your ass was barely covered. And maybe the best and most convenient part was the fact that there was a flap held closed by buttons that could make going to the bathroom without getting completely naked possible, or alternatively, could make easy access for sex possible. When you came out of the bathroom and into the bedroom wearing this and climbed over Dark to your side of the bed, it was clear that you had made a good choice. He quickly set down the book he was reading.
"Can you hand me the blanket?" you asked him, referring to the throw that was on the bottom of his side of the bed. He obliged by getting the blanket, but tossed it past you and onto the floor on your side. You gave him a dirty look.
"Oops," he smirked. You knew exactly what he was doing, and you gave in to what you knew he wanted. You slid off of the bed and bent over to grab the blanket, your already cheeky pajamas showing off even more to him. You slowly and sensually straightened and climbed back onto the bed, spreading the blanket out over your bare legs. But before you could get comfortable and warm, Dark moved it and grabbed you, pulling you on top of him.
"Why haven't I seen this outfit before?" he questioned you, his eyes on your chest.
"It's new. Why? Do you like it?" You batted your eyelashes at him, pretending to be innocent.
"I think you know the answer to that," Dark replied, his hands cupping your bottom and squeezing.
"Can I have a sip of your wine?" you asked, grabbing his glass off of the end table before he could respond. You "accidentally" tipped it a bit too much and spilled a few drops onto this shirt. "Oops," you said in the same sarcastic tone he had a few moments before. Dark leaned forward so you could pull his now stained shirt off of him and toss it onto the floor. Didn't you deserve to have a nice view, too?
You ran your hands over Dark's warm skin, feeling his muscles as he ran his hands up your body to your tits. He undid a couple buttons until they popped out, and he teased your nipples, making you bite your bottom lip.
Dark flipped you onto your back and got on top of you, his erection creating a tent in his soft pajama pants. They had buttons on the front that could be undone to use the bathroom, and you were quick to open them and pull his cock free, stroking it as he kissed your neck. His lips made their way down to your chest and he fondled your breasts as he sucked on one nipple, then the other, making sure to give equal attention to all parts of you. You could feel your desire pooling in your pajamas and you stroked him faster, becoming desperate for him. He apparently was getting desperate too, because he pulled the flap on your pjs open, lined himself up with your entrance, and slid easily inside of you.
"I've been waiting for this all day," you confessed, digging your nails into his back as he repeatedly thrusted in and out of you, going deeper every time. You wrapped your legs around his waist, making it easier for him to fuck you.
"Let's make sure it was worth the wait, then," Dark purred, one of his hands moving toward your pussy. He worked magic with his fingers, rubbing your clit in ways that made you moan. He knew exactly how to make you cum, and it didn't take long for that familiar feeling to begin to build. Your legs shook, your toes curled, and your back arched as you were struck with euphoria, releasing onto his member buried deep inside of you.
"Mmm, you feel so fucking good wrapped around me," Dark groaned, trying to keep his composure. In order to do so, he pulled out and put you on your knees and elbows, propping pillows underneath you and between your head and the headboard. By the time he re-entered you, you had recovered from your orgasm and were ready for more. You couldn't stop yourself from moaning as he managed to thrust even deeper now, aided by the new angle and position.
"Such a good little slut for me. Aren't you, y/n?" Dark spanked you, his palm making contact with your bare skin with a loud smack. Indeed, you were a slut for him, and for being spanked, too.
"Yes, Dark. I'm all fucking yours," you mumbled, muffled by the pillows. He spanked you a second and third time, harder and harder, until you had to bite down on a pillow to keep quiet.
"Then be a good girl and cum for me again."
So little time had passed since your first orgasm that it took almost no time for him to get you there again. This time was even more intense and pleasurable, your pussy clamping around Dark and contracting as you rode out your high. For the second time, Dark was weak. He pulled you up and you climbed on top of him. You pressed your lips against his, letting his tongue wrestle yours for a few moments before he pulled you down onto his cock, entering you once again. You were quick to start bouncing on him, your tits bouncing too. He watched as you rocked your hips, raking a hand through your hair and biting your bottom lip to drive him crazy.
"That's right, baby. Ride me."
You did all the work for a bit, letting him relax and enjoy himself. But when you started to become tired, he carried his weight, thrusting up into you again. You could tell he was becoming desperate, wanting the amazing release that he had given you twice already. And even though you could keep going longer, you knew he would focus on you instead of himself. So you did what you knew would make him completely lose control.
"It's your turn, Dark," you told him, touching yourself all over while he watched.
"Not until you finish one more time," Dark argued.
"I'm plenty satisfied, babe. You always make sure of that," you promised, even though his fingers were already on you, daring to bring you to another release.
"Y/n..."
For the third time, ecstasy was building in your core, and you allowed yourself to be distracted. But before you completely let go, you were determined to make sure Dark did, too.
"Please, Dark. It's your turn," you said, pushing his hand away so he could grip the mattress." Cum for me."
Your hand replaced his and with a few strokes of your own fingers, you were moaning Dark's name. "Fuck, Dark! Cum for me."
That was all it took. He sunk his fingertips into your hips, holding you down while he released deep inside of you, filling you with his cum. You rolled off of him onto your back, laying next to him. You both caught your breath, silent for a minute. Neither of you had words as you got dressed, you back in your romper and Dark back in his pajama pants, no shirt this time. He would stay that way for the rest of the night, lounging in bed next to you while you read until you couldn't keep your eyes open anymore. Luckily, this was only night one of three of your snowy, mountain getaway, and there was plenty more incredible intimacy in store.