If You Think I'm Pretty [Sal FisherxFem!Reader]

After Larry went home and Travis retired to bed for the night, you and Sal returned back to your room. You sat on your bed scrolling through your phone, Sals head laying in your lap as you gently run your free hand through his electric blue hair. His prosthetic had been removed and placed on the bedside table and he was quietly playing on his Gearboy. "So.. Uh, I wanted to talk to you about something." He speaks up after a while of silence.

You feel your stomach drop at his words, lowering your phone to meet his gaze as he rests the Gearboy down on his chest. "Um, alright.."

You watch his adams apple bob, his gaze shifting from yours before he speaks. "...Is the reason you're avoiding talking about dating me because I'm a freak?"

You pause the movements of your fingers running through his hair at his words. "Sal, look at me." You furrow your brows as he sits up and shifts to face you.

"I like you, a lot in fact. You're a pretty amazing fuck I'll admit but that's not what made me stick around, you did." You gently take his hands. "You're not a freak to me and I have ever never seen you as one, okay?"

Sal smiles a little but he moves his gaze down to your hands, the smile faltering from his lips. "So then... What is it?"

You give a small laugh. "Just commitment, Sal. It's terrifying."

He seems to brighten at your admitance and meets your eyes once again. "T-That's it?"

You nod slowly. "Yep," You pop the 'p' and tilt your head. "You've been agonising about this in your head a lot, haven't you?"

Sal nods. "Y-Yeah... I'm sorry I've just- Never really been in a relationship and the only two people I've had any kind of relationship with it was just sex," You watch him furrow his brows slightly. "I just- You're hot, you know? You could find somebody else, someone way better... who doesn't have facial deformities and a lot of childhood trauma, so fucking easily. It makes me a little antsy, I don't know."

You laugh. "So you want me to agree to be your girlfriend to make sure I don't leave you? Is that healthy?" He laughs with you and shrugs in response. You let go of his hands and gently cup his cheeks. "You are one of a kind, Sally Face. I've never met anybody like you, that's why you're so amazing. You're not somebody easily replacable." You kiss his lips, moving your hands to his shoulders.

He returns the kiss, smiling softly at you as you move away. "Can we at least be unofficially dating?"

You laugh. "Alright, if it makes you feel better. A little possessive, aren't we?" You slide into his lap, your fingers playing with his hair. "...I'll admit I'm kind of into it,"

Sal hums in response, dipping down to gently kiss your neck as his arms wrap around your waist. "How into it?"

♡SMUT WARNING♡

You laugh and your fingers gently gripping his blue hair before tugging it back, eliciting a quiet groan from him. "You're insatiable," You murmur, crashing your lips together in a messy kiss.

Sal bites your bottom lip and you happily part your lips, welcoming in his tongue. His boxers did very little to hide his growing erection and you shift yourself slightly, grinding your clothed core against him.

His hands shift down to your butt, groping it as he helps your movements. You moan into the kiss, his tongue dancing sloppily with yours.

Pulling away for breath, you lean your forehead against his as you both continue shift your hips. You can feel your breath mingle with his as you stare into his lust filled electric blues. "I wanna fuck you," He says in a low tone that sends a sensation straight to your pussy.

You smirk, kissing him softly. "Yeah? Ruin me, Blue." This awakens something in him and he shifts you to lay you back on the bed with him above you and he removes your pyjama pants eagerily.

He leans down, kissing you deeply as he slides his hand beneath your pyjama top, gently groping your breast. You let out a moan, your hips involuntarily buck up against his and you reach down, pulling Sals shirt up. He shifts momentarily from the kiss to allow you to remove his shirt before returning to the kiss. You allow your finger nails to gently graze up his back and hook your arms around his neck.

He pulls away from the kiss, pulling down his boxers enough to allow his cock to spring out before reaching over to the bedside table to grab the bottle of lubericant sitting beside his prosthetic. As he lubes up his cock, you take the opportunity to slide off your panties, tossing them aside.

He places the bottle back on the bedside table and leans down to kiss you once more, using his hand to line himself up with your entrance. "This okay?" He asks gently, looking over your face.

You smile and nod, sliding your arms back around his neck and pull him back down into a deep kiss. You gasp into kiss as you feel him slowly enter you and he pulls away from the kiss slightly once he bottoms out to assure you're alright.

After taking a moment, you meet his gaze and smirk. "Didn't I ask you to ruin me?" You say, tilting your head and he involuntarily moans at your words before gripping you thighs and beginning to thrust into you hard, though at a steady pace. "Fuck~ C-Can you talk to me, Sal?" You ask him between moans as he dips down to nip and kiss at your neck.

"I'll fuck you until I'm the only person you can think of and completely ruin you for anybody else," He murmurs into your ear and moves one of his hands to your neck. You moan as he puts pressure on your neck experimentally. "Fuck, you're a slut." He says as he speeds up his thrusts, his grip on your throat now more confident after being sure you were alright with it.

Continuing to let out loud moans as thrusts mercilessly into you, your nails dig into his shoulder blades as you hold onto him. He loosens his grip on your neck for a moment to allow you to breathe before gripping it tighter as he continues to slam into you roughly, hitting the spot that made you see stars.

"Such a good little whore for me," He growls out, his thrusts becoming faster. Your eyes roll back, the sound of your bed slamming against the wall and the slapping of his hips against your ass filling your ears as you feel yourself begin to tip over the edge.

The rhythm of his thrusts begin to stutter as he feels you tighten around him and his grip on your throat loosens once again. He continues his pace as well as he can as he watches you come undone. Sal slows his thrusts to be careful of your oversensativity before burying himself inside you one last time, warmth filling you as he cums.

You reach up your hand, gently cupping his cheek and he leans into your touch, kissing your hand gently before rolling off of you and laying beside you.

Laying still for a moment to catch your breath, you then shift to cuddle against him, laying your head on his chest.

You both lay quietly for a moment, the rising and falling of his chest almost lulling you to sleep. You sigh softly as his fingers run through your hair. "So... Can I take you on that date?"

Opening your eyes, you smile before shifting to look at the bluenette. "Sure, when?"

"Hmm, Saturday? I'll find a good movie... Any preferences?"

"Well, I mostly watch either horror movies or comedy," You tell him and he smiles at you.

"Hah, me too!" He moves his hand beneath your chin and you take the sign, leaning up and kissing his lips.

"Hey, will you let me do your hair sometime? It's so pretty," You ask, gently brushing his blue bangs from his eyes and he blushes, simply nodding in response.