Let Me Take Care of You (Julian X Reader NSFW)

tcohs-messenger:

HI HERE’S THE BATH SCENE BECAUSE I NEEDED IT

with GENDERNEUTRAL!reader

“Remind me to thank Portia later.” You whisper the words at the nape of his neck, kissing the slick skin there soon after. He already feels so warm, but in this bath, with the mix of aromas and the seductive bite of his lip, he feels so much warmer. 

Julian shifts, tilting his head back a little to see you. “Why?” He asks, voice gruff and eyes hooded. Petting his hair always does that, but a part of him and his gaze lets you know that he feels it too. It’s a tangible cord drawing you two impossibly close. He’s nestled tight against your chest, your robe having parted so bare skin touches. 

With his face so close to yours, you tug him into a languid, suave kiss, and he groans against the meld of your mouth. You know he already knows the answer now, especially so as you feel his legs slowly part. 

Instead of giving him an answer, you kiss down his jaw and nuzzle into his neck as your hands drift down, slipping around his sides and pushing his thighs open even more. He gives the smallest gasp when you move inward, stroking up his quivering thighs. You coo softly, sweetly at him in pleased surprise at how unbearably and unabashedly hard he is. 

“Julian- I love taking care of you,” you murmur into his throat as your hand wraps around his shaft. His response is instantaneous, his shoulders lurching up and body curling back as he gives a sharp inhale. To see that you have this effect on him is more than encouraging- it arouses you too.

Your name passes by his lips in a whisper. “I– love being taken care of-” Julian admits in a shy hurry, sinking against you and melting as you gently jerk him off. Right here and now isn’t just about fooling around- it’s so much more. 

“And, Julian?” His name makes his eyes widen, previously hooded in arousal, and he peers at you expectantly. Oh the flare of his red eye is much more pleasing than you imagined, and it pleases you greatly to see him revealing it without fear to you. Your smile for him is genuine, loving, and you murmur just over his lips- “I love you.”

Julian immediately groans, exhaling against your lips and brow furrowing up- overwhelmed with everything that has gone on with you in this bath. Overwhelmed and he loves it. “I love you too.”

You jerk him off with fervor, relishing in the way the water sloshes with your movements. Julian groans and moans for you in turn, your name and a cascade of ‘I love you’s passing by his lips in intervals. It’s so good, and you love hearing him, but you need to kiss him… so you do. His tongue slips past your lips with little resistance, huffing through his nose in sharp breaths as he inches closer to orgasm. 

One of his hands reaches back, grabbing your head as he kisses you harder, deeper, funneling his noises into your equally eager mouth. The other moves down, holding your unoccupied hand and threading your fingers. He’s desperate- he’s close- and you pump him faster, pressure just right and flicking over the head of his flushed cock. 

Julian shudders, breaking from your kiss and taking in a sharp, shaky breath as he peaks. He cums in the water after a few more strokes, trembling and whimpering in your arms- and you kiss him through it, slow and sweet. 

It takes him a good couple seconds to recuperate, his gaze still hazy and a silly, happy smile plastered over his face. But when he turns to face you, his smile is all too flirtatious and you can feel his hands at your knees, prying your legs open like you’d done to him. 

“Now it’s my turn to take care of you.”

And you know he doesn’t mean with washing. 

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