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A night about you (Richter x Annette)
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Fic summery: Annette has been unknowingly tempting Richter all day. from the bounce of her chest, to the glimpse he got of her sweat slicked torso. He's fallen for her, and hard. The two find themselves alone together in Annette's room one evening, and a night full of firsts and pleasure ensues.
Tags:Smut, nsfw, vaginal fingering, , creampie, praise kink blowjobs, oral sex, overstimulation, unprotected sex, shameless smut, first time, blow jobs, semi-public masturbation, accidental voyeurism, non consentual voyeurism, fantasizing, missionary, cowgirl, riding, simultaneous orgasm, handjobs, nipple play, nipple sucking, cunnilingus, loss of virginity, mutual pining, mutual lust, lust, love confession
A/n: i rarely see any smutty fics for these two on this site so this is my contribution! dms are open for fic requests or commission inquiries btw
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She had been unknowingly tempting him all day. The bounce of her breasts, the tight fit of her pants, the sweat that glistened on her brow. Richter found himself almost gawking at Annette while she sparred with Maria. She lifted her shirt to wipe her face and Richter caught a lucky glimpse of her lower abdomen. “Fuck” he thought as he felt the heat building in his crotch.
He pulled his eyes away from Annette and started towards the forest surrounding Maria’s cottage. “Where are you off to Richter?” Maria calls. “Just going to retrieve my throwing daggers. I shan’t be that long” he replies. The last part of his message essentially means “Don’t come looking, I’ll be back when I’m ready.” The two girls just nod at him and go back to practising.
Richter walks deep into the forest until he is certain he’s alone. “I can’t believe I'm doing this,” he thinks. “But I’m about to paint my fucking pants and I don't think I can handle the embarrassment of walking past Annette with a wet spot on my trousers” he unbuckles his belt and slides his pants down. A moment of doubt flashes across his mind but it's quickly replaced with the image of Annette's sweat-slicked torso.
His eyebrows knit together as he pulls his hardening dick out of his pants and spits into his hand. He closes his eyes while he strokes himself. He imagines Anette looking up at him from her knees, her full lips are wet and slightly parted. She smiles at him and pulls his dick out of his trousers. She licks her lips and coyly takes him into her mouth. “Fuckkk Annette.” Richter groans. His grip on himself tightens as he frantically thrusts into his palm.
He fucks his hand raw at the thought of her. Taking her against a tree, his head between her thighs making her cum so hard she cries out, bouncing her in his lap while they moan in unison. Her big brown eyes, her voice. His back arches and he throws his head back in ecstasy. He frantically thrusts into his hand whimpering and moaning loudly. Richter cums with a shout, he slumps back against the tree as he paints his palm and fingers with his jizz. There is a moment where he tries to stifle his moans but when he remembers he is entirely alone he dismisses it. At least, he thought he was alone.
Annette’s breath hitches when she hears Richter moan her name. She is standing behind a tree about 50 feet from him. She never meant to spy, she’d only followed after him. She didn't know why, but something about the way he was looking at her was intriguing. She’d have never thought that she would catch him doing this. Slumped against a tree, face flushed, exposed, stroking himself and moaning her name.
She wanted to look away but she couldn't.
Her eyes were glued to his body, the tuft of dark pubic hair and his leaking cock entranced her. She squeezed her legs together while she watched him. Her heart raced and she almost hoped he’d see her. Her panties dampened at the sound of his moans and whimpers. Her entire body feels hot, most notably between her legs.
When she thinks he is about to finish she quickly and quietly tiptoes back to Maria’s cottage, in an effort to get home before Richter. In her haste, she almost Runs into him, and he seems to be just as surprised as she is, “Annette watch out!” his voice startles her and she stumbles into him. He smells sweaty and heady. “Don't sneak up on me like that Belmont.” she playfully shoves him and tries to hide her embarrassment.
“I didn’t mean to, you came out of nowhere. What are you doing in the woods anyway? I thought you were sparring with Maria?” Richter ASOS, which is a hint of suspicion. “We finished early and I went to clear my head a little.” Annette sputters out.
Time skip
Dinner is awkward, there is a strange tension that hangs in the air, Richter talks a little too much, and Annette stares a little too long. They accidentally brush their hands when reaching for bread. Annette can’t get his moans out of her mind, the grunts and groans bounce around her head like an echo chamber. She can feel herself getting hotter and her breathing getting heavier while she eats.
Richter is flushed, to say the least. He's still straining in his pants, despite jerking off feverishly earlier. He can tell something is up with Annette too. He's not entirely sure she didn't hear or see him in the forest. Part of him hoped she did, that way he wouldn't have to tell her and instead, she could come to him. Or cum on him, her choice.
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Richter knows he shouldn't be walking down the hall to Annette’s room at this time of night. But he can't help himself. There was so much tension at dinner he could tell something was up. “I’m only going to see if she is okay.” he tells himself. In the back of his mind the image of Annette opening the door unclothed keeps playing over. He secretly hopes she opens the door naked.
Annette can hear Richter walking down the hall towards her room. “What could he want at this hour?” she thinks. The memory of his hungry eyes and wanton moans from the forest play over in her head. She quickly peels her panties off. Something in her tells her he is here to let her know how he feels. And that warms her to the core. A secret part of her hopes that he is coming to see her because of the woods incident.
The door creaks open and Richter eyes Annette in her nightgown. The lamp behind her back lights her and he can clearly see the silhouette of her body through her nightgown. He salivates at the sight of her clothed nipples poking through the thin cotton of her pyjamas. She looks beautiful, the light of the lamp reflects off her gold hair cuffs and gives her a slight halo. He towers over her and there's an awkward silence that hangs over them for a moment. “Can I come in?” Richter asks. “Of course.”Annette looks up at him through her long eyelashes; their hearts race in unison when they hear the door close.
They were alone, at night, in Annette’s room, barely clothed. They both open their mouths to say something but are too shy. “I saw how you were looking at me today.” Annette finally says. “I-I Didn't mean to stare” RIchter replies, he avoids eye contact out of embarrassment. “It’s okay.” Annette smiles. “I didn't say that I disliked it.” they both blush. “I really like you, Annette,” The two make eye contact and Richter smiles softly. He pulls her into his chest and embraces her. To him, she smells citrusy like fruit. He holds her gently.
“I know.” Annette giggles, with her arms over RIchter’s shoulders. “You Know?” he looks baffled and she almost regrets saying something. “I have good intuition.” She wants to tell him that she saw him in the forest but she can't bring herself to do it. "Well If I like you, and you like me, don't you think we should fucking do something about it?"
There's a mischievous look in Richters's eyes that warms her stomach. He slides his hand down from her shoulder to her waist and pulls their bodies together. That look he had when she saw him in the forest earlier is back, but there's something hungrier in it. Almost beastlike. Despite this, when he first presses his lips against hers, he is gentle. They kiss tentatively before Annette pulls away. “Kiss me like you mean it Belmont.”
Richter kisses like he is trying to devour Annette. He gropes and fondles her while they kiss. Sucking and peppering her collarbone with hickeys and kisses. She grinds her body against his and he slips his hands under her nightgown to grab her breasts. He runs his thumb over her hard nipple before gently pinching it. She gasps and pulls him into another kiss. This one is lewd; they kiss with tongue and Richter leads; their mouths move in unison, feverishly trying to drink each other. Annette moans into Richter's mouth and grinds herself into his growing erection.
They pull away for a moment to undress themselves. Richters hands slip Annette's nightgown over her head and he takes a second to admire her body. Her breasts are larger than he thought, that glimpse he got of her abdomen was nothing compared to this. He could never have imagined that she would be this beautiful under her clothes. Her stomach as he saw earlier is toned but slim, and below her navel is a trimmed bush of dark pubic hair. “Belmont You're staring.”
“You’re beautiful.” he finally says. Both of them blush. Slightly embarrassed, Richter turns his attention to taking his shirt off. This time it's Annette’s turn to ogle. The man before her was unlike anything she’d seen before. He's incredibly toned, muscles ripple under his scarred skin. Richter feels himself stained in his trousers as Annette presses her naked body against his. “So are you,” She replies, running her hands down his abs towards the waistband of his trousers.
“Before we continue, I have something to admit. This is my first time,” she whispers
“That's okay,” Richter smiles, cupping her cheek. “I’ll go slowly. And I'll teach you how to feel good, okay? Tonight will be about you.” Annette nods and giggles as Richter picks her up bridal style and carries her over to her bed. He sets her down gently and climbs over her. He starts kissing her neck again leaving a trail of kisses.
When he reaches her breast he licks a stripe up her nipple and hears her gasp. He takes her nipple into his mouth and sucks on it, taking special attention to tease her just enough. He does the same to the other side but this time bites the tip ever so slightly. “Ah!” Annette moans loudly, and her legs spasm a little.
Richter looks up and Annette’s eyes are half-lidded; she already looks orgasmic. He unlatches her breast with a pop and starts licking a stripe down from her breast to her navel. He looks up at her and they lock eyes while his head slips in between her thighs. He can distinctly smell her arousal and is almost surprised at how wet she is. She's soaked and dripping onto the linen below her. He swipes his fingers up her drenched pussy he brings them to his mouth to taste. “Fuck, Annette your cunt tastes so good.” he almost moans the last portion of his sentence. She looks shocked to hear him say something so vulgar. “I need to taste you, my fingers aren’t enough. Is that okay?” she nods and chews her bottom lip.
Without hesitation, Richter brings his mouth to her vulva again. Using the flat part of his tongue he licks from the bottom to top. Annette lets out an obscene moan above him, her thighs spasm and Richter has to hold onto them to avoid being crushed. “Don’t cum yet Annette I just started.” He chuckles. He laps at her pussy collecting all her wetness on his tongue then spreading it over her clit and sucking it off.
He does this once more before he rubs a finger against her entrance. “Don’t tease me Richter” Annette moans. He slides his index finger into her and continues to eat her out. At this point she’s so wet she is dripping down his chin. Suddenly Annette cried out and grabbed his hair “Richter! I-i’m cumming.” her legs clamp around his head while she humps his face, riding out her orgasm.
When her legs go slack Richter pulls up from between her legs, his mouth and jaw are soaked. And he wears a delighted look on his face. He kisses Annette again so she can taste herself. He slips his finger back inside her while they kiss and she rubs the tent in his pants. “You can add a second finger.” She whispers. He slips his ring finger into her and gasps. “Feels good doesn't it?” Richter murmurs against her neck. “Mhm, but I think I want more than just your fingers belmont.”
Richter blushes “Are you sure? We don’t have to rush Nette.” She nods and cups his face with her hand. “I’m sure. If I didn't want this I Would have stopped you ages ago.” she reaches for his trousers “To give pleasure is the greatest pleasure.” she almost whispers. Her hands slip into his trousers to pull them down. They both gasp when Annette grabs RIchters dick, It's slightly bigger than she thought it’d be and throbs in her hand.
She spits on her hand and starts stroking him, up and down. “Is this good?” She tentatively asks. Richter groans, “Yeah that's good baby.” his eyes lock on her hand moving up and down his dick and the sight makes him throb in her palm. “Faster.” he whimpers and closes his eyes.
As he leans his head back in pleasure, Annette licks a stripe up him before taking him into her mouth. “Fuck! W-wait- you don’t have to do that.” with a pop Annette slips him out of her mouth and back into his hand. “I want to, so much of my life has been dictated by what other people want me to do. I promised myself to only do things I genuinely want to.”
“Okay, we can stop any time you want by the way baby.” Annette nods and they share a warm smile before she goes back to giving head.
“God that’s so-” Richter moans again, “that's perfect.” he opens his eyes to see Annette's full lips wrapped around his cock, spit dripping down her chin. Her dark round eyes looked up at him through her eyelashes. She looks even hotter than he thought she would, the real thing is so much better than his imagination.
He encouragingly runs his hand through her locs and brushes them out of her face. Annette swirls her tongue around his head before inhaling and taking him as far down her throat as she can. The sounds of her sucking and licking his cock fill the air of her bedroom. The noise fills both their ears and Annette can't help but use her non-dominant hand to finger herself. She bobs her head up and down, breaking eye contact to concentrate. Just when Richter feels himself coming to the edge she pops off his cock, “Belmont, I can’t take it anymore, I need you to fuck me.” she whines.
“Are you sure?” he asks through his light daze. “Mhm,” she nods and bites her lip. The two shift positions so that Annette is lying on her back and Richter is between her legs. He kisses her gently and lines himself up at her entrance. “You ready, Nette?” She nods and kisses Richter deeply. “I'll go slow okay?” their breaths hitch in unison as he slowly pushes himself inside her.
Once fully sheathed in her he momentarily stops to give Annette some time to adjust to his size. The last thing he’d like to do is hurt her. He holds her body close to his for a moment and they share a few deep breaths. “You can move now.” Annette whimpers. Their hips grind against each other as Richter slowly starts thrusting into her.
“Harder, you don't have to be scared, you won't break me, Belmont.” Annette moans, her hips start moving almost involuntarily to match his thrusts. She didn't think getting fucked would feel this good. Richter picks up her leg and throws it over his shoulder, he starts thrusting into her harder, fucking her as deeply as he can. Grunting with each thrust.
His cock feels almost addictive to Annette, it's almost as if she can’t even form a coherent thought or sentence. All she can muster are moans, whimpers and gasps. Richter runs into her body snapping his hips to her pelvis. He shakes his hand between them to rub her clit and she clenches around him. “Richter!” She cries out, her back arched off the bed and her legs wrapped around his waist.
Her pussy clamps around Richters cock with a vice grip. To him, it feels like she's almost milking his dick and he can't help himself when he feels himself rushing to the edge.“God, you’re so tight Annette I’m gonna cum.” The knot in his stomach feels like it's about to bust and he throbs inside her pussy. “I- I think I am too!” Annette moans back. She bucks her hips into his feverishly, both of them moaning in unison. Richter flips them over so Annette is in his lap and bouncing on his cock.
“Mmm fuck, that's so-so good Richter! I’m-” Her hips wriggle and ride him erratically as she cries out. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” she throws her head back and spasms in his lap while coating his cock. Her eyes scrunched shut and her mouth agape. Richter finds her throat and begins to mark it with love bites.
“That's it, baby, cum on my fucking cock, oh my god I'm cumming too!” Richter cries out. “Inside, cum inside Belmont! It's okay!” Annette whimpers. Richters back arches and he moans loudly as he cums inside his lover rubbing her clit furiously to bring her to the edge again. Dragging another orgasm out of her sensitive body. He kisses her sloppily as his thrusts become lazy and she goes from bouncing in his lap to messily grinding against him.
“That was…amazing” they pant in unison. Richter pulls out and his cum slowly starts to leak out of Annette's pussy. He leans over to pick up the square of cloth beside her bed and dips it into the cup of water before he gently wipes her clean. Taking special care to be mindful of her overstimulated clit.
“Thank you,” she whispers. “I couldn't imagine it'd be comfortable to cuddle while my cum oozed out of you.” Richter mumbles, his face is flushed and he's almost too shy to look Annette in the eye. His feelings are too raw, too sensitive for him to understand. It's almost comical to Annette how he avoids her eye contact. As if they hadn't been rutting their bodies together like animals moments before.
Their collective boldness from before is almost nowhere to be found. They cuddle and chat for what seems like forever. Talking about everything and nothing until Annette falls asleep. Richter pulls the covers over them and plays with the gold bands on her locs until he too falls asleep. Their chests rise and fall in unison and for a time, nothing exists outside of them in that moment.