Request: I saw you asked for prompts. This one is pretty smutty. Can
you do one where Sebastian and the reader are roommates and she comes home and
catches him jerking off, which leads to more. Or if not Sebastian, then one of
his characters. Thank you love your writing!
Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader
Warnings: GRAPHIC SMUT, sub and dom relationship, little bit of fluff
Word Count: 2067
A/N: gimme a lance anon. i need it. i wrote this at school at someone stopped to read it and it was at the dirtiest part.
Lance Tucker was a pain to live with. He left dirty boxers
on the floor and had no idea how to wash a dish. And not to mention the
plethora of women he had exiting his room each night. He was your classic
athlete. He could get all the girls and would never have to spend a night
alone. Why you were living with him, you had no idea. He had been your best
friend since you had moved to that small little town when you were six. You
were there for him at every trial and you cheered his name as he won the gold
and silver medals at the Olympics.
He didn’t know that you had a huge crush on him. You would
never tell him. He wasn’t the type of man to do relationships. It hurt that you
had to hear him fuck a different whore every night. None of the women he ever
brought back were classy. In all honesty, they disgusted you. They sounded like
pornstars or strangled ducks, but you still stayed with Lance. You would rather
have him as a friend than nothing at all.
You were not looking forward to the sleepless night ahead.
Work had been kicking your ass and today your boss yelled at you for no reason.
You didn’t even get to drink your coffee, which was the most tragic thing of
all. You slowly trudged your way up the steps to your shared home. In no way
were you ready for the night. All you wanted to do was pamper yourself, but
Lance’s fuck of the night would probably ruin that for you.