(SMUT, 18+) Vienna & Zero - Distraction

Summary: after Zero’s real name gets leaked, he needs a distraction and Vienna proves herself to be a very good one.

(Following the events of chapter 30 of Top Streamer, from Zero’s POV)

The moment Vienna told me the world found out my real name, I knew there’d be no sleeping anymore. I wouldn’t be able to relax or get my mind off it, at least not on my own. I needed a distraction, something to stop me from jumping to the worst case scenario and running through a thousand fucked up memories associated with that damn name.

I had plenty to go around. My high school bullies thought it was funny to purposely say it wrong or call me by a dozen different latino names starting with A, as if we were all the same; always saying it was just a joke, it wasn’t meant to be taken seriously and I was too sensitive. Then kids when I was younger and had just moved asking why I had a weird name, why I couldn’t just say it the “normal way”, Adrian. Why did I have to make it so complicated? As if I’d actually asked for it or something.

The good memories, however, were very few. There was the very first time Vienna said it at the hotel room in Los Angeles, when I told her despite being terrified of hearing her repeat it back to me; but she did, exactly the way I said it, making a point of complimenting it and reassuring me that she liked it.

She used it again right before we kissed, each letter coming out of her mouth filled with all the feelings she’d been holding back and completely destroying me. Hearing it was enough to bring me to my knees. And then our first time together, when she moaned it in my ears so many times that I felt in heaven…

I had never thought about it much, but most of the good memories associated with my name were about Vienna. She had a unique way of making me forget all the unpleasant things about it and focus only on the way she said it, as if it was the most precious word ever created.

Which is what made her being with me such a relief, since I wasn’t sure I’d be able to deal with the news alone. But with her, as shocking and upsetting as it was, I could distract myself for a bit. Not that Vienna was a distraction, she could never be something so simple. She was so, so much more. She was the calm amidst the storm, the voice that soothed everything around me. Whenever she was around, the peace of mind I hadn’t felt in years was finally possible to achieve.

As I kissed her alluring, strawberry flavored lips, anything else vanished from my mind. I didn’t care about Raven, the media or her crazy fans. Vienna was my only focus, that and the feeling of her body pressed hard against mine. I was usually soft with her, kissing her with hunger but containing myself so it wouldn’t be too rough. Tonight, however, I was so consumed by a mix of lust and exasperation that any efforts to hold back were pointless.

“I love kissing you,” I whispered, pulling our lips apart only for a second before they were viciously back together.

She whimpered as I pulled her hair, “I can tell.”

I started kissing her neck, pulling away for a second to get rid of the layer of clothing getting in the way of my mouth and her breasts. The white tank top Vienna was wearing was thin, making it practically see through and allowing me to peek at her hardened nipples. When she reacted to my lips on her skin and moved, they bounced and it drove me crazy. It was too tempting for me not to touch her, reaching over the fabric and pinching one of them hard.

She sucked in a sharp breath, refusing to fully give in. Of course she wouldn’t give me the pleasure of hearing her moaning just yet, I’d have to earn that. Craving to see and feel more of her, I started pulling up her tank top as she happily lifted her arms for an easy removal. With that gone, my hands touched her underwear, ready to throw that somewhere across the room.

“Z, wait,” she gently covered my hand with her own.

I instantly took a step back, afraid I might’ve done something she didn’t like, “What? Is something wrong?”

“No, it’s just… You’re different tonight,” she frowned, looking me up and down trying to decipher me.

Of course I was different, I was desperately trying to lose myself in her so I wouldn’t think of the dreadful things happening in my life. So all my thoughts could be about her — her lips, her thighs, her breasts, all of her laid bare for my appreciation only.

“Is that a bad thing?” I asked, meeting her curious eyes, “If you don’t wanna do this…”

“Of course I want to,” she caressed my face, shooting me a faint smile, “I’m just surprised by this side of you, but if it’s what you want to forget about everything that’s happening…”

Quickly, she removed the boxer briefs I lent her and flung them so far across the room, I feared we’d never find them again. She smiled and raised her eyebrows, knowing exactly what she’d done. By then, my shirt was already gone and she helped me out of my sweatpants, resting her hand on the wristband of my underwear.

“Let me help you feel better,” she whispered in my ear, slowly guiding me to the bed, “Sit.”

I promptly sat down, watching Vienna slowly get down on her knees. She was a fucking sight to see every time she did that, with her gorgeous eyes looking up at me as if they could read all the wicked thoughts I had. Provoking me as she loved to do, she made a show out of slowly sliding down my boxers all while keeping a perfectly angelic demeanor. While usually I’d have enjoyed that, the throbbing sensation I felt was starting to become too much to bear.

I was going to die if I didn’t feel her lips on my cock already.

“I know we like teasing…” I said, lifting her chin up, “But you’re killing me here, Foxy. Hurry up, please.”

She chuckled, “And you call me impatient.”

At once, her mouth was on the tip of my cock, her tongue swirling around and fading the world away. Her plump lips dragged down my length, forcing a groan out of me. I resisted an urge to close my eyes, needing to see her eager self as she made me feel things I didn’t know were possible.

“Fuck, yes…”

Her mouth was full of my cock as it reached the back of her throat. She didn’t take it all, and I wasn’t sure if it was because she couldn’t or if she was saving it for later. With Vienna, it was all about the build, slowly turning it into something more intense over time and bringing me to the edge. She was sure pretty damn good at doing that.

With a plopping sound, she came up for air, “Adrián, I-”

Leaving no time for her to finish that sentence, I pulled her to my lap and hungrily kissed her, tasting myself on her lips. Tonight I didn’t want to waste time talking, only surrendering ourselves to every sensation and forgetting the outside world even existed.

My thumb grazed her clit and she shuddered slightly, “Is that what you wanted to do all those other times you had me on your lap?”

I smiled, circling her entrance with a finger, “I won’t pretend the thought didn’t cross my mind.”

Vienna opened her mouth to say something else, only to have it replaced by a soft moan when I increased the speed of my finger teasing her bud. She was dripping wet already, moving against me in a perfect rhythm and unconditionally consumed by her own pleasure.

“Wait,” she said again, “Make me come on your cock.”

“Dirty girl,” I chuckled.

Standing up, Vienna walked to the bed and laid on her back, happily spreading her legs for me. I positioned myself by her side, turning her a bit to get a better angle as she guided my cock to her slick entrance. I pushed my hips forward slowly at first, letting her adjust herself to me before going too fast. Once she wasn’t as tense anymore, I thrust deeper and deeper into her pussy.

“Holy fuck-” she cried out, gripping the sheets tightly.

Our lips found each other once more as my thumb circled her clit, knowing she wouldn’t be able to take it for much longer. My hips slammed into her fiercely like never before, my hand grabbing her perky ass, every inch of me burning for her.

“Hmm, Adrián,” she murmured between our sloppy kisses.

Seconds later, I felt her pussy clenching around my dick as her nails dug deeper into the sheets. Her inner walls trembled and she twitched, only letting a whimper escape her throat.

Usually, Vienna was very vocal. She’d scream out my name until I feared my neighbors might call the police, the sound pleasurably ringing in my ears for hours to come. But this time she whispered it over and over again, as lovingly as she said she would. Like a secret, a sound meant only for me to hear, and somehow that was a million times hotter.

I could barely think straight after that, but I knew my own orgasm was coming soon.

“Show me how good I make you feel, Adrián,” she beamed, grabbing a handful of my hair.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

With that, she broke me.

I turned her face so she looked directly at me; green eyes fluttering softly, flushed cheeks and absolutely glowing. I kept pounding into her as if my life depended on it, each stroke giving me pure bliss.

She was absolute perfection and she knew it.

“You make me feel so fucking good, Foxy,” I professed, out of breath.

Only a few more thrusts were necessary until I was consumed by a wave of pleasure, my entire body fluttering. My cock pulsed inside her and I groaned loudly, unable to contain myself or say anything else. Vienna had truly been one hell of a distraction.

Coming down from our high, I threw my arms around her, pulling her closer.

“Thank you,” I happily sighed, “You always know how to make me feel better.”

She gave me a reassuring smile before planting a soft kiss on my forehead, bringing our faces together until our noses touched. It felt warm, sweet and exactly what I needed to end the night.

“If this is what being a distraction for you is like, I’m happy to do it any time.”