Wanna Hear Him Moaning And Whimpering As He Keeps Nutting Inside Me And Can't Stop :(((

wanna hear him moaning and whimpering as he keeps nutting inside me and can't stop :(((

Prophecies

Cecil Dennis x gn!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals • Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | request info • buy me a coffee? •

Warnings: fluff, Cecil's high, kisses, not beta read, please let me know if I have missed a warning!

Word Count: 456

“So that kinda means all oracles were high off their heads when they made prophecies.” Cecil grins at you, his eyes a little glazed and red. He’s high, but not completely off his head. One of his many talents was the incredible threshold he’d developed, though he would call it more of a curse than a blessing. You’re pretty sure you could get a contact high just from standing too close to him.

You snort and take a sip from your drink. “You got any prophecies to share then? Preferably the lottery numbers?”

“Oh, seven for sure.” He nods sagely.

“Seven as in for the lottery numbers or seven prophecies?”

He pauses for a second longer than he needs too, stroking his stumble. “Erm… the second one.”

You chuckle again. When your friend had dragged you to this party you’d been planning on tapping out the second you could. It was her ex’s place, the original plan being to show up looking stunning and rub it in their face.

However, that had gone out of the window after about twenty five minutes, and now you were sure they were banging in the bedroom.

It had been a pleasant surprise when you saw Cecil was here, in the kitchen rummaging through the draws looking for a measuring jug and in the middle of making mac and cheese.

“Did you bring the ingredients with you?”

“Nah, found them here… I mean who has a party without mac and cheese?”

You couldn’t fault his logic.

You’d been sitting with him for the last few hours, talking intently about absolutely nothing.

“So what are these seven prophecies then?”

“Erm…” He thinks hard, looking around the room at the other people there for some sudden inspiration.

“The sun…” He says a little hesitantly, before nodding. “Will rise tomorrow.”

“I’ll hold you to that one.” You smile and tug softly on the curls at the nap of his neck.

He giggles, shying away from you before pressing closer again. “Okay.”

“Okay?” You pause, a little confused.

“Hold me to it.” He grins and rests his chin on your shoulder. “Or I’ll hold you.”

“And how are you gonna do that, huh?” You tease.

Cecil wraps his arms around you, snuggling closer and pressing a light kiss to your neck. He hums happily when you shiver at the scrape of his stubble.

“Cecil…” You turn your head closer to him and he uses the opportunity to his advantage. He lightly kisses your lips. It’s soft and heartbreakingly sweet. You sigh against his lips and Cecil whines quietly.

He strokes your cheek as he pulls back, his eyes are sharper now, vivid in their intensity. But lidded and gentle. “Can I kiss you again?”

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