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Summary: Wally finally asks you to homecoming and then realizes you are wearing someone else's sweats?
Author's Note: Part 2 is finally hereeee! I am so down to see where this goes if you want a part 3 let me know! Love you guys-L
Pt 1-
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You stood there in a state of shock. Wally your best friend, the only boy you'd ever been attached to just told you that he had dreamt of you under him on more than one occasion? You were dizzy. You didn't know whether it was from the possible frostbite, the closeness to him, or the fact that Wally's lips had been on yours seconds before but you were in overload.
Wally could almost see the cogs turning in your head as you tried to catch up to the present. An adorable look of concentration on your face as you sorted through the information. He wanted to kiss you again so bad and he needed you to change because who's fucking sweats were those? He'd never seen them and he was positive they weren't his. His fit you in the most adorable way hanging slightly off your hips and you had to roll them at the ankle to not step on them.
"Whose fucking sweats are those? I know for a fact that you have more than half of my closet in here and those aren't fucking mine, Princess." He asks in that husky tone that makes your thighs clench together. You glance down as if you had to think about whose they are. "I am pretty sure they are mine actually." You say as if you didn't purposely put on clothes that weren't his. He lets out a deep growl resting his forehead on yours before grabbing your hips and directing you to sit on the bed. He then turns around and opens your dresser before pulling out his sweats and his hoodie sitting them gently on top of it.
"I am going to need you to change. Right now. Mine will be warmer anyway and we need to get you warmed up." He says as if it is a fact. You give him an annoyed look before saying "No. I am perfectly cozy in these." You cross your arms over your chest as if to solidify your point. A smirk graces Wally's face as he walks back towards the bed towering over you. He grabs your chin making you tilt your head up at him before saying "Princess, you are either going to change yourself or I'll do it for you. And you better decide quickly." His tongue darts out wetting his lips at the thought of getting to undress you.
You stare at him mouth agape before you realize, closing your mouth so quickly that your teeth clack together. "You wouldn't." you challenge him. The enticing thought of him undressing you making your skin heat. His smirk grows as he gently runs his finger along the collar of your sweatshirt, goosebumps popping up as he does. He leans down mouth brushing your ear. "Looks like you've ran out of time." he murmurs gruffly. His lips leave your ear as his hand wraps around your throat gently guiding you to lay back as he crawls on top of you.
His hands rest on either side of your head and his knees press into the bed between your legs, his hot breath fans your face as you look into his darkened eyes. "Tell me you want this. I need to hear it. And quickly before my control runs out." he says eyes locked on yours. A smile makes it's way onto your face, a gentleman as always. "Wally, did you notice that I'm under you? Is this what you've dreamt about?" You tease him batting your eyelashes up at him.
He sucks in air through his teeth before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. His cock is getting harder by the second but he has to here you say this is what you want. He needs to hear it. He will beg if he has too. He wraps his hand around your throat again this time tightening his grip until he hears a whimper leave you. "Tell me this is what you want. Please." he says his grip loosening slightly.
You desperately want to clench your thighs together his hand around your throat making your head spin and your panties dampen. "Wally, I want you." you whine out of breath. As soon as those words leave your lips his meet your neck. He kisses and nips gently down your neck lowering himself down onto you, hips pressing into yours prying a cry from your lips. He lets out a strained grunt as he rolls his hips up into your. You rotate your hips over his whining as you do, your legs wrap around his hips pulling him tighter against you and your hands tangle in his hair.
Wally drags his hands down your covered breast giving them a squeeze before his hands slide under the hem of your sweatshirt. He continues to nip at your neck and collarbone leaving small purple bruises as he goes while his hands slowly lift the hem up your body like he can't be bothered to separate from you. You whine needing more friction, needing to feel him. You tug on his hair pulling his lips begrudgingly off your neck and helping him pull your sweatshirt over your head.
His hips buck into yours at the sight of your bare breasts a throaty groan leaving him as he pulls his own shirt off. As soon as the shirt is off he attaches his lips to your breast and toys with the nipple of the other. "Wally...I need mmm" You try to get out as he traces his teeth gently over your breast. "Mmm what do you need Princess?" he asks as he pulls your other breast into his mouth.
"Sweats off. Now." you pant out tugging at the hair on the nape of his neck. He hums against your before trailing his hands down to tug his own sweats off and hooking his thumbs into the waistband of yours. He leans back to kick his fully off before helping you remove yours all the way. He looks down at your cotton covered pussy practically drooling at the damp spot in them. He lays down in between your legs grinding his cock into the mattress as he breaths in your sweet scent.
He looks up at you a smirk on his face "This all for me? Am I the reason this pretty pussy is weeping?" He asks as he drags his knuckles gently over your center. You cry out at the sensation feeling so good but needing so much more. "Yea, it's all for you Walls." you whimper out lifting your hips towards him. "Mmm that my good fucking girl." He groans out as he lowers his head to lick a stripe up your clothed center. He bites your inner thigh causing a squeal to leave you before soothing it with his tongue.
He pulls your panties down your legs tossing them on his sweats before he spreads you open with his thumbs. His tongue teasingly swipes down your center before swirling around your clit, the air leaves your lungs as you fist the sheets in your hands. He drags his tongue down to your center before going back to sucking on your clit. He runs his fingers through you getting them nice and wet before pushing them slowly inside you.
His hips buck at how tight you grip his fingers as he slowly fucks them into you. You are a writhing whimpering mess as he gets you ready for his cock. He looks up at your blissed out state and he can't help but pulls his fingers from you before shoving them in his mouth licking them clean. A pout graces your lips until you see his fingers in his mouth causing you to clench around nothing.
He crawls back up your body trailing kisses from your clit to between your breasts before kissing your lips roughly. He pushes his boxers off his hips kicking them off to add to the pile before he grabs ahold of his cock. He taps the head against your clit delighted at the whines that leave your mouth before slowly circling your center with it. He grabs your face with the other hand making you watch as his cock sinks into you. He watches as your mouth falls open and a cry leaves you the farther he sinks in.
Once he is fully seated he wraps a hand around your throat and finds your clit with his thumb of the other hand rubbing tight circles into you. He thrusts into you a scream of his name leaving your lips as he lets out a whimper. Fuck he needs to make you cum soon the sight of you writhing under him squeezing his cock so good has him about to cum already. He quickens his thrust along with his thumb adding a little more pressure to your throat. "Princess, fuck you feel so good. Better than any dream. Squeezing me so damn tight. Need you to cum on my cock." He rasps out thrusting even faster. Your legs begin to shake and your head feels fuzzy as you feel your core tighten.
His filthy words and the head of his cock slamming into that perfect spot making your rake your nails down his back and bite into his shoulder as you spasm around him. The burn of your nails and teeth paired with your cunt tightening around him makes his hips stutter before he groans out "Fuck Princess." as he shoots his spend deep into you. He thrust a couple more times before pulling out of you and flopping down pulling you into his side.
You are hazy and your legs are still twitching as Wally plants a kiss to your forehead. He gently pulls the cover over the two of you before snuggling into you. Watching as you drift off.
honestly
Scary Movie (2000) dir. Keenen Ivory Wayans
Barbie (2023) dir. Greta Gerwig
I can’t be fat AND ugly
You can’t convince me this boy wouldn’t be the sweetest, most attentive boyfriend. So, here’s some headcanons:
Wally is a sucker for seeing his partner wearing his jacket. He’s not the possessive type, but there’s just something about seeing his embroidered name on his partner’s chest that makes his heart race.
He’s the touchy type for sure. Most of the time, he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. It’s so second nature. A hand on their waist, their shoulder, stuck into their back pocket. Wally absolutely would casually pull his partner down to sit in his lap during a conversation, even in a group.
He’s the most thorough kisser. Wally’s giving the full experience. Those damn hands can’t help but wander — resting on cheeks, running through hair, using belt loops and hips to pull his partner in closer. If it’s up to him, there won’t be an ounce of room between the two of them. He’s not messy about it, either. He’s licking into their mouth and biting their lip, but god is he soft about it. Sweet and soft, like he just can’t get enough of the way they taste.
He looooves to share a snack. Doesn’t matter what it is, how much he himself loves or wants it. There’s always extra for his partner, usually offered before they can ask for some. Even if they beat him to it, he’s handing it over without a second thought.
You want a Wally puddle? Call him handsome. Call him strong. Call him your hero. Tell him he’s funny. That poor boy will be at the mercy of his partner so fast.
(Part Two here!)
Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron
Clueless (1995) — dir. Amy Heckerling
If we were alive at the same time, I probably wouldn't have helped you. I probably wouldn't have thought twice about what was happening to you. That guy in there was right. I was an asshоlе. And I know it's too late to make up for the shit I did in high school, but I swear to God, I would flatten anyone who tried to hurt you now
School Spirits (2023 - ) I 2.08
Uptown Girls (2003) dr. Boaz Yakin