Mine - Colson Baker x Reader
Request: (So sorry if my grammar is bad; my first language isn’t English 😋) But in rook hazing, Colson was extremely dominant so maybe add that in it? handcuffs and him teasing y/n? If you want like a backstory… Y/N and colson were at the mall and y/n disobey him (could be anything) and that leafs the events to going home and the smut? Please add aftercare tho? Make the ending fluffy (if that’s the word they use😂) I hope that help
Ashleigh had rang early this morning to tell Colson that ‘Hotel Diablo’ had been nominated for ‘Best Rap Album’ at the 2019 BET awards. His face had lit up at the news. His beautiful smile spreading from ear to ear and taking your breath away. Your heart swelled with pride as you congratulated him, kissing him all over his face as he pretended to fight you off. He had been working hard for well over a decade and he was finally getting the recognition he deserved.
Of course, this meant you both had to go shopping for a new outfit to wear on the red carpet. Award shows always made you nervous. You hated being asked personal questions by the journalists and you knew that no matter what you wore, your outfit would be torn apart by the fashion magazines. But you were determined to be there to support Colson just as he had always been there to support you. If he was by your side, you knew that everything would be ok.
Colson usually enjoyed shopping. You were both passionate about fashion and he got a thrill out of spending his hard earned cash. But he wasn’t himself today. From the moment you had stepped out of the Uber, he had been in a bad mood. He was glaring at you and grunting whenever you asked him a question. You were going to ask him what his problem was when you got home. The mall was not the place for such a conversation.
Colson dropped a few thousand at Gucci and Balmain. You were so excited to wear the pretty new dress he had bought you. You had decided on an olive green satin number to compliment your green eyes. Colson had decided on black leather pants and a satin shirt to match your dress. He planned to leave it unbuttoned to show off his new chest piece.
Colson ordered an Uber while you stood beside him awkwardly, pretending to scroll through your phone. Thankfully, it didn’t take the Uber long to arrive. His childish behaviour was starting to piss you off. Sometimes you thought Colson had the emotional maturity of a 17 year old boy. He struggled to talk about his feelings, often preferring to burying them deep down until he exploded. And when he did explode, you always got caught in the shrapnel. It was something you had tried to help him with over the last 2 years but today you just weren’t in the mood. He certainly owed you an apology when you got home.
Colson unlocked the front door of the home you shared and tossed the shopping bags carelessly on the sofa. He was heading straight for the bar.
“Colson, what’s your problem?”
He turned on his heels and stormed across the room towards you, nostrils flaring. He grabbed your ass cheeks and squeezed them tightly, making you jump in surprise.
Well, that was unexpected.
“You’re my fuckin’ problem!” he snarled.
“What do you mean?” your eyes widened with confusion. You had hardly spoken to him all day so what could you have possibly said to anger him so much?
“You’re a fuckin’ cock tease! You’ve been walkin’ around all day in those tight ass jeans,” he squeezed your ass cheeks again, making you moan. “Do you know how hard it is to shop with a hard on? I just wanted to take you into the change rooms and pound the shit outta you.”
His hands were firmly massaging your ass cheeks now. He pulled you towards him so you could feel how hard he was.
“I’m sorry, Colson. I didn’t know,” you closed your eyes as you enjoyed the sensation of him rubbing himself against you. It had been a while since the two of you had been intimate. Colson had been touring non-stop and you were gagging for it. After all, your hand could only do so much.
“Of course you fuckin’ knew.”
He turned you around and gave you a sharp smack on the ass, making you squeal and your cunt leak.
“Get your sexy ass upstairs. You’re gonna get it.”
You stumbled up the stairs, ripping off your clothes as you went. Colson was right behind you, enjoying the view of your thick ass bouncing as you ran up the stairs. You heard him unbuckle his belt and your cheeks flushed.
So it’s gonna be like that, huh?
By the time you made it to the bedroom, you were completely naked - except for the XX chain you wore around your neck at all times. You fell back onto your bed, sitting up on your elbows, as you anxiously awaited further instructions. Colson leaned against the door frame wearing nothing but his Ethika boxer-briefs. His chest rising and falling rapidly with both anger and arousal. His jaw clenching as he looked down at you laying on the bed obediently.
“Finally decided to behave yourself, huh?”
You didn’t trust yourself to speak. You clenched your thighs tightly, trying to relieve the ache that was steadily building in-between them. You loved it when Colson was rough with you.
He walked over to you and slapped your tit with an open palm. The sharp sting made your nipple swell immediately. His handprint already forming on your fair skin. You had a feeling that when you woke up tomorrow, you would be marked all over.
“Fuckin’ answer me when I’m talking to you.” He snarled.
“Y-yes, Colson. I’ll behave myself.”
His hand returned to your breast and he rubbed it gently, attempting to soothe the skin. He rolled your nipple between his fingertips, your pussy swelling in response. You were so distracted that you didn’t notice that he had secured your arms to the headboard using his belt.
“Colson…” you pouted at him, tugging on the restraints.
“Uh-uh,” he cooed. “This is what you get for being such a goddamn cock tease.”
“I wasn’t… fuck… I didn’t mean to…”
You struggled to form a coherent sentence as he swirled his tongue around your nipple. You wanted so badly to wrap your arms around him and hold him tight against you but you couldn’t. And that was the worst punishment of all. You arched your back, pushing your chest towards him and he bit down in response.
He used his knee to spread your legs apart as his tongue continued to lap at your nipples. He settled himself in-between your thighs and you immediately wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him against your core. He looked down at you, smirking as he slowly started to roll his hips, grinding his bulge against you.
Now who’s being a tease.
You were already warm and ready for him. His words alone had you dripping.
“Colson…” your eyelids started to droop.
“You want this dick? Huh?”
He started bucking against you, dry humping you to within an inch of your life. Only a thin piece of material, soaked in your arousal, separating the two of you. It was enough to drive you crazy. You wanted so badly for him to be inside of you and he knew it too. But he was going to make you work for it.
“Colson, please. I need it.”
“Suck my dick first.”
“How?” you tugged again against the restraints, groaning in frustration when you couldn’t free yourself.
He rolled his beautiful blue eyes at you.
“You don’t need your hands to suck dick, babe,”
To your surprise, Colson sat on your chest, his long, lanky legs either side of your neck. He grabbed his dick, pumping it a few times, spreading the pre-cum all over his thick shaft. Your lush lips parted with a breathy moan. You loved the way Colson tasted and you couldn’t wait to have his salty-sweet in your mouth again.
“Say ah” he mocked.
“Colson. What the?”
Before you had a chance to finish your sentence, he had forced himself into your mouth.
“Don’t fight it, babe.” Colson chuckled as you tried not to gag. You weren’t used to taking dick from this position.
He held onto the headboard as he fucked your throat hard and fast. His swollen balls slapping your chin. Tears prickled at your eyes as you struggled to breathe, your legs thrashing around. He eventually took pity on you and pulled himself out, a long string of saliva still connecting you both.
He reached behind himself and found your slit. He raised his eyebrow in surprise when he found you soaked. His calloused fingertips circled your swollen clit as you writhed underneath him.
“Such a good girl for me. You want this dick now?”
“Fuck yes. Please, Cols.”
He leaned down to give you a kiss as he unbuckled the belt. The moment you were freed, you rolled the two of you over. You were fed up with all this foreplay. You had been waiting too long for this.
He laid back on the bed, his hands behind his head.
“Get your nut, baby,” he licked his lips.
You sank down on him, biting your bottom lip as his fat cock stretched you out.
“Fuck, Cols,” your head dropped forward onto your chest. He put his hand under your chin and lifted your head.
“Nu-uh. I wanna see that pretty face while you ride this dick.”
You grinded against him slowly, getting reacquainted with the feeling of having him inside of you. He grabbed your hips with his large hands and pulled you down on him, immediately finding your g-spot. You started to bounce on top of him, your fingernails raking up and down his toned abdomen.
“That’s it, baby. Ride this dick.”
“Cols… feels so fuckin’ good.”
You placed your hands on his tattooed chest to stable yourself as you increased your pace. Your tits bouncing as you rode him hard and fast, fucking his frustrations out of him. The bed rocked as your bodies crashed against each other again and again. The pressure in your stomach began to build, like a kettle coming to the boil. Colson’s brow furrowed as he tried to contain himself – he never came before you did. With another harsh smack on your ass, you came undone, your cunt pulsing around him as you screamed his name.
Colson sped up, fucking up into you as he chased his own high. He spilled his seed into you with a long grunt.
You collapsed on top of him a sweaty mess, the tension from the day immediately falling away. He held you tightly as you both tried to control your breathing. You pressed your ear against his chest and listened as his racing heart return to normal. You felt him begin to soften inside of you as your contractions slowed. Your pussy leaking both of your cum. He played with your hair, wrapping the soft tendrils around his fingers.
“Are you ok, babe?” his voice, so condescending only moments before, was now filled with concern.
You were exhausted and his hair stroking was making you sleepy.
“I’m sorry for being a dick.”
You let out a big yawn. His behaviour this morning had been long forgotten.
“I forgive you.”
“Thanks, babe. I’m just really anxious about this BET shit.”
“I know. We both hate these things. But I’m gonna be right there beside you and we will get through it together. We can get through anything together.”
Colson’s heart melted at your words. He could see the sincerity in your eyes and again thanked the universe for bringing the two of you together.
He bopped you playfully on the tip of your nose. You giggled and returned the sweet gesture.