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Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

Warnings: Smut, cursing, AFAB! Reader, not proof read. Soft, maybe ooc Striker

You stumbled into the hotel room with your boyfriend, both of you tipsy from the bar down the street and both of you horny, grabbing at each others hair and clawing at each others backs. Striker kicked the door shut behind him as his lips never left yours, removing a hand from your hair to lock the door before you pulled him further into the room. You both tripped over the others feet, desperately undressing yourselves and the other. You tugged Strikers bandana off his neck as he shrugged his jacket off, both of you toeing your boots off as you fell back onto the bed. Striker smiled down at you as he began undressing the rest of himself, before he grabbed at your pants and nearly ripped them off of your body.

“Yer tellin me yer all hot n’ bothered cause of that random ass chick droolin’ over me?” He asked in a teasing way, breathily laughing as you grabbed him and tugged him so he was on top of you, your lips attaching to his neck. He groaned as you did so, clawing at your back as you sucked a dark hickey into the side of his throat.

“That bitch kept undressin’ you with her eyes and ya knew it, ya prick.” You growled into his ear, before kissing the hickey you just left on him, reattaching your lips to leave another hickey.

“Aw, dollface, ya know I don’ got no eyes for no one but you.” He grinned as his hand tangled into your hair, pulling at your hair to try and pry you off of his neck. “Hey, quit that shit and listen ta me for a sec.”

He tugged again and you let go of him, looking up at him in the eyes. He had a playful smile on his face still, but his eyes were a bit softer as he caressed your face, making you blush both from the gesture and the alcohol.

“I don’ love nobody but you, ya know that, right? Only reason I even acknowledged that bitch was to rile ya up, lil’ lady.” He said as he kissed your lips, down to your neck, to your bare chest, sliding down onto his knees on the floor as his kisses trailed down to your core. You moaned when he kissed your clothed pussy, before sliding your underwear off and tossing them aside with the rest of your clothes strung about the hotel room. He kissed and gently but the insides of your soft thighs, squeezing them with his hands to keep them apart as you bit your lip at his actions.

“Striker…” You moaned, your hips bucking up a little, desperate for his touch where you wanted.

“Lemme take my time, doll. So impatient…” he smirked up at you, loving how needy you were for him. “Wanna show ya yer the only girl fer me.”

You propped yourself onto your elbows to watch him kiss and suck hickeys into your thighs, licking over them when he finished and moved on to the next one. After a while, he finally put his mouth to work on your cunt, starting out sucking your clit, making you fall back and arch your back off the bed.

“Shit! S-Striker! Holy fuck!” You moaned as his tongue licked up and down your folds, his grip on your thighs tightening as they threatened to clamp around his head. He groaned into you, sending vibrations up your body and making you whimper as you tried to keep yourself quiet, not wanting to get kicked out of another hotel because of it.

You gasped when you felt his tongue slip into your hole, your hands flying to grasp at the sheets beneath you as your legs pressed against his hands, the pleasure beginning to become overwhelming. You panted out his name and several curses as he ate you out, letting go of one of your legs to finger you while his mouth worked at your clit.

“Baby, fuck! I’m gonna…oh my fuck!” You screamed as the coil inside of you snapped, your body trembling as your orgasm hit you like a truck. Striker licked you out through it, and cleaned you up with his tongue before standing up to lean over you, chuckling at your already fucked our face.

“Aw, you ain’t already tired are ya, sweetheart?” He asked as he brought his two fingers up to your mouth, pushing past your lips to let you taste yourself on his fingers and suck them clean for him. You nodded your head ‘no’, to which he smiled, “Good. Cause I want ya to ride me like a good girl, m’kay?”

It was your turn to grin smugly at him, flipping him over and kissing him passionately before pulling away from him.

“Well then get on that bed, cowboy.” You smirked, getting off of him to find his hat and put it on your head while he slid up to the middle of the bed, laying down and stroking his cock as he watched you crawl on top of him, your soft thighs caging him in as you leaned down to press your chest to his and lock your lips with his. With the hand not supporting you, you replaced his hand on his cock and stroked it for him, a moan escaping his mouth as his tongue danced with yours.

You eventually pulled away to sit up, aligning yourself with his cock and slowly sinking down into it. You both groaned at the sensation, Striker folding an arm behind his head to enjoy the show, the other rubbing your thigh comfortingly as you adjusted to him. You slowly started to lift yourself off his cock halfway before sinking back down, getting faster and easier as you went on. His eyes squeezed shut and he bared his teeth as you picked up the pace, the hand on your thigh digging it’s claws into your skin, making you hiss. Your hands found their way to his chest, using it to hold yourself up and to squeeze his pecs, your hips rolling and bouncing on him. Striker looked up at your breasts bouncing in his face, moaning as the sight and a hand reaching up to grope at them, the other still digging into your thigh. The both of you panted and moaned loudly, screaming each others names and cursing to yourselves from the pleasure you felt from the others body.

“Mother…fuck! Shit, Y/N! I’m close!” He warned you, head tossing back as you continued to grope at his body and riding the life out of him. “Goddamn, sweetheart, you’ve gotten good at this!”

You smiled proudly as you watched him stumble on his words below you, his usual smug smirk gone as his eyes slightly rolled back into his head. You bounced slightly faster, both of you whimpering at that as you both reached your highs, Striker’s hips shooting up into yours as he filled you, causing you to moan loudly. When you both calmed down, you fell back onto the bed beside him, not caring about the mess between you as you caught your breath. Striker kissed you on the cheek and stood up after a few minutes of settling down, going to bathroom and grabbing a washcloth to clean you up, before he tossed the now dirty rag and got right back into bed with you, pulling you close to him as he pulled the covers over both of you.

“Still jealous?” He asked, his cocky smile back on his tired face. You rolled your eyes, making him laugh before tilting your head to kiss him. “I’m teasin’ ya, pumpkin. I love ya.”

“I love ya too, I guess.” You grinned back at him, kissing him again as you cuddle into his warm body.

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