#loid forger x reader smut

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loid forger has become my saving grace

minors do not fucking interact ☺

loid forger is just so attentive to you that the man wrapped up in espionage can even shock himself. he’s attentive, it comes with being a spy, but this was further than that.

he knew your favorite dishes, how you took your coffee, what things made you tick, and what things made your lips tilt upwards into that gentle smile he found himself longing for.

it was all fake, he’d tell himself over and over again, but he still needed you to stick by his side for just a little longer, so loid forger would divulge in his guilty pleasures just a little more than one would need to.

his words were honeyed, sweet as they rolled off the tip of his tongue, the same voice he’d use to extract information from somebody he held at gunpoint, but here, he wanted to see you shaking in his hands as he lapped up whatever you had to offer him.

“come on darlin’,”loid would say with a tilt in his words, his eyes just too dark for somebody who’d be who he says he is, as his thumb circled your little nub as your eyes rolled back, “just a little longer, yeah?” and he’d promise you your release, but it had been hours since he’d been going at it and even in your hazy state you doubted he’d be giving it up this early

“y-you’re bein’ u-unfair loid,” you’d whine out, voice breathy as it caught in the back of your throat as he applied a bit more pressure on your clit, his fingers quickening their pace as they pumped in and out of you, “i’d never do this to you,” and he knew you’d never deny him anything.

he’d coo, unlikely of a man of his status, as he pressed a searing kiss to the inside of your thigh, looking up at you through his lashes as he smiled into your doughy skin.

“i know darlin’, i know,” his thumb doesn’t stop its movement, and he curls his fingers justright so that they hit that spongy spot that made your toes curls and mouth slack open, “you’re bein’ such a sweet girl for me, y'know?” and you’d nod helplessly at him, hoping that if you do the right thing he’d give you what you want.

and just as you felt your chest heaivng more, your stomach tightening as the pressure was going to burst, you felt his movements stop, his thumb stilled on your clit and his fingers left your puffy walls.

“l-loid!”you’d cry out, the already dried tears on your cheek fueling his fire as his eyes darkened even more, “p-please!” you couldn’t even form a sentence at this point, too dumb to even realize that he was getting rid of his belt and unbuttoning his pants.

“i promise y/n, just a little more,” his thumb brushed away at your fresh tears as it traveled down to your mouth, pushing past your plump lips as he pressed down on your tongue, “wanna feel ya’ round me, okay?”

and you could only nod at loidand give him a wobbly smile as he pushed past your tight walls, your hands clawing at his shoulders as you cried out his name, giving in to whatever he wanted because you were just too fuckin’ sweet to say no.