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YOUR HAIR IS SO PRETTY OMG!! :) mines blue too twinning ❤️

Aaah thank you! I loved my blue hair but it’s back to blonde now because it’s so hard to keep it bright :(

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Finally - Denis Shaforostov (Ex-Asking Alexandria)

Hey lovelies! I’ve had so much trouble with where to go with this one :’) So I didn’t do it super rough. I hope you like it anyways! Word count: 1635 ___________________________________________________________

Right before the alarm clock set at 9AM rings, you dragged yourself out of bed and made your way to the bathroom. As you brush your teeth, you tried to make a plan for the day. You're supposed to meet your best friend Denis at his place for lunch, but first you had to pick up the groceries. Lately, it's been difficult to be around him because it feels like there's more than just friendly feelings and you don't want things to become complicated between you guys. You've been best friends since high school, and losing him over these stupid feelings isn't on your to do list. You tried to shake off the confusion as you rinse your mouth and walk back into the bedroom. After doing your hair, you decided on a pair of skinny jeans and oversized Vans hoodie with a pair of pink sneakers. You grabbed your bag and applied some mascara before making your way to the bus station. Luckily, you were in time and there was a free seat. With your headphones on, listening to Blink-182's new album, you watched the street signs pass by. Your phone buzzed, it was a text from Denis: 'Don't forget to bring the food! I'm excited to see you again, be quick. X'  With a smile on your face, you left the bus when it stopped next to the supermarket. There was so much to choose from, but you went for the usual: two baguettes with cheese, egg and tomato. After grabbing a box of donuts, you quickly went back to the bus station.

Only 10 minutes to go before you reach the stop where Denis is picking you up. It feels like 3 hours, but finally you see his face at the side of the road. When the bus stops, you rush over to Denis and wrap your free arm around his neck. ''Hey!'' he said as he took the bags from your hand and hugged you back. ''How have you been?'' You started rambling about your current job, trying to make some excuses for why you couldn't meet up with him before. It felt like a relief when after a few minutes of walking, you reached the front door of his appartment. ''You want a drink?'' he asked when you sat down on his black leather couch. ''Sure, you know what I want,'' you laughed. ''Coffee it is,'' Denis said as took the bags with him to the kitchen. You followed him into the kitchen to help. ''I know how to make coffee, don't worry. Just sit your ass down on the couch, I'll be there in a minute.'' His sneaky laugh made you smile, so you decided to just do as he said. The appartment was fairly empty. Denis didn't like clutter so it was just the essentials and a few pieces of decoration. Then Denis came in with a tray full of shot glasses. ''It's like 1PM, are you serious?'' You weren't disappointed, just surprised. ''Do you have something else to do today? Otherwise, there's no excuse.'' You shook your head. He was right, you had the whole day off and you hadn't seen each other in forever, so why not have some fun. ''Alright, so what's the plan?'' you smiled. Denis' face lightened up. ''Truth or dare. When you don't want to do or answer something, you drink.'' You nodded. ''So, I dare you to prank call someone,'' he said. ''Oh god no,'' you laughed and took a sip of the Smirnoff shot in front of you. ''You're up,'' he said. ''Alright. Have you ever watched gay porn?'' You couldn't help but laugh as his face turned red when he raised his glass.

Within 30 minutes you couldn't remember how many shots you had, and on and empty stomach, they really kicked in. ''I'm grabbing those sandwiches, I'm starving!'' you said as you walked towards the kitchen. When you came back, you handed him his sandwich and got started on yours. You felt a little shocked when you noticed the bottle of Smirnoff was half empty already. ''Maybe we should quit the booze for a moment,'' you suggested. ''I have one more dare for you,'' he replied. You remained quiet, encouraging him to speak. ''I dare you to kiss me.'' A million thoughts crossed your mind. You couldn't deny the tension between you, but he's been your friend for so long, having these feelings were extremely uncomfortable. Before you could convince yourself it was a bad idea, you'd placed yourself on his lap with one leg on each side. Your hands were placed on his chest when you brought your lips to his. Eagerly, he moved his tongue over your lips until it met yours. His hands were resting on your hips as you softly grinded them. It felt so wrong, but also so right. The kiss grew more intense, making you feel dizzy with excitement. It didn't take long for his hands to move up your body, from your waist to your breasts to your cheeks. Impatiently, you broke the kiss to pull up his shirt over his head. His eyes met yours, and you could see a mixture of doubt and lust in them. So you gently kissed him again, as a reassurance that it was okay. You could feel the toned lines of his body as your hands traced his stomach. It made you crave him even more. Denis seemed to notice that, because quickly your hoodie was on the ground, too. He unclasped your bra before his fingers started massaging your breasts. The feeling of his touch made you moan in hunger for more. Denis broke the kiss, scanning your body as he bit his lip. He laid you down on your back, positioning yourself over him. His lips trailed down your stomach, licking your hips as he unbottoned your jeans. You kicked them off, giving Denis the chance to take off his own jeans.

The feeling of his hot breath in your neck as he placed himself on top of you made your body tremble. His fingers made their way to your panties, pulling them aside before they started teasing your clitoris. You felt a shiver run up your back as they moved, entering you at a slow motion. Your hips grinded, begging him to pick up the pace. With a smirk on his face, he obeyed. Your fingers were tangled in his hair, softly pulling it. The sight of his obvious boner in his boxer shorts made it hard to be patient. You broke the kiss, your eyes telling him that you wanted him. In a swift motion, he pushed himself up, hooking his fingers under the rim of your panties and pulling them off. He got off of the couch the take off his own boxers, to then place himself back on top of you. His eyes met yours, giving you a questioning look. A soft smile was your response. The head of his cock was stroking the insides of your labia before it entered you, slowly picking up the speed as he started thrusting. The friction of skin touching was making your stomach turn. You dug your nails into his sides to relieve some tension. Denis responded by placing his lips on the sweaty skin of your neck, softly kissing it. Your breathing grew heavier as his movement got sloppier. You let out a groan, letting him know you are reaching your high. One forceful movement made him moan in pleasure, the white fluid trailing down your thigh. He collapsed next to you, with his arm over your stomach.

You laid there like that for a few minutes, your breathing slowly getting back to normal. ''You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that,'' Denis said, reluctant to look at you. ''You're blushing!'' you laughed, making him even more uncomfortable. ''Me too.'' It was hard to not stare at him. Everything about this felt so right, like it should've happened ages ago. ''I'm not done with you yet, though,'' he said after a while. Right after that, you felt his soft lips back on yours. This time, he was a lot less patient. His fingers dug in the flesh of your boobs as he moaned in your mouth. Then he broke the kiss. He placed his hands under your back, then turning you to lay on your side. Excited about what would happen next, you playfully said: ''You like what you see?'' As a response, his right hand landed on your butt with a slam. You had to bite your lip to not scream out both pleasure and surprise. Right after that, you could feel his boner stroke the inside of your thigh. Then, again his hand with forced placed against your skin. You had trouble to not beg him as he twirled his fingers through your hair. He tightened his grip as his boner entered you, his tip stroking your G-spot with every thrust. ''Fuck,'' you muttered as your legs started to shake. The feeling of him pulling your hair at every movement made you get even closer to the edge. ''Oh shit,'' Denis moaned before again, his semen warmed up your skin. Only this time, instead of laying down next to you, he stood up next to you. With his arms supporting you, he picked you up and walked towards the bathroom. ''Let's get you cleaned up,'' he said. You got excited at the view of water filling the enormous bath tub. ''Maybe you'll let me take you out to dinner after?'' he asked, almost whispering. ''Of course you can,'' you replied, kissing him on the cheek. ''Now get that Smirnoff over here.'' With a smile on his face, Denis did as you said.

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Hey love hope you're okay! Love love your blog btw!

Yes I'm fine, uni's just taking up all my time haha. Thank you! ♡

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Moving On - Ben Bruce & James Cassells (smut)

Here’s another smut! :) I decided to combine these two because I got sooo much AA requests that it’s hard to do them all. Hope you like it! Word count:1024 _____________________________________________________________

For the past few days, it's been so hard to get out bed and get dressed, let alone get out of the house. Your head's clouded and you can't think straight. James means more to you than anyone could imagine and you've been through a lot together, but everytime you see Ben, you can feel the butterflies in your stomach. It's been taking its toll on you to feel all these doubts about your relationship. So you decided that today would be the day that you'd break up with James and confess to Ben that you're in love with him. However, making up the plan in your head was a lot easier than actually doing it. When you finally got yourself dragged out of bed, you took a quick shower and put on a pair of skinny jeans, a skit sweater and all-black Vans. That way, you were comfortable but also pretty. ''Sit down, I made you breakfast!'' James yelled from the kitchen when he heard you come down the stairs. A bit awkward, did what he asked you to do. ''Good morning love,'' he said and placed a kiss on your forehead, before serving a plate with scrambled egg, marinaded tofu and tomato. ''Tea is coming,'' he said. For a while, you both sat there in silence. ''What's up?'' The moment he said that, you burst out in tears. ''I'm leaving you,'' softly escaped your mouth. The unbelief was all over his face. ''I love you but I'm not in love anymore,'' you mumbled. Without a word, he pushed back his chair and left the room. You could hear his foot steps on the stairs but all you felt was emptyness. No sadness, no anger, no fear, just emptyness.

Any possible scenario ran through your head as your finger touched the door bell. Uncertainty of his reaction made you worry as soon as you saw Ben open the door. ''Hey, Y/N! What's up?'' You just mumbled something before he invited you in. ''Have you been crying?'' he asked with worry audible in his voice. ''Maybe,'' you replied. You noticed Ben became somewhat annoyed by your elusive answers. You both sat down on the black leather and for minutes, the silence remained. ''I broke up with James.'' Ben seemed to explode: ''you did WHAT?!'' His reaction startled you, making you tear up again. ''What's wrong with you? He gave you everything you wanted, needed and more. He loved you and took care of you. You've gone mad!'' he screamed, jumping up from the couch. ''But..'' you whispered, being cut off before you could say anything more. ''But what?'' He seemed to calm down when the tears started rolling down your cheeks. He sat down next to you again and put his arms around you, giving you the opportunity to bury your face in his sweater. ''I'm just not in love with him anymore. I'm in love with you,'' you blurted out after a few minutes. Ben leaned back a bit, making you have to lift your head off his chest and looking straight at him. You thought it'd be another fight, but instead he placed his hand on your cheek places his lips on yours. A mixture of surprise, oddity and butterflies made your head pound. His hands explored your chest as the kiss grew more intense. He became more impatient when your fingers teased the bulge in his pants.

When the door bell rang, you were both already left in just underwear. ''Shit,'' Ben complained when he broke the kiss and pushed himself off of the couch. He put on a shirt before walking out of the room. You tried to catch some of the conversation but the voices were too far away to be heard. When the door opened, you just didn't know what to say. Luckily, Ben did all the talking. ''We all know, so it's fine. But perhaps James could join us, we kind of owe him that.'' The scenario confused you but without thinking, you replied: ''I'd love to take the both of you.'' James got undressed while Ben was already on top of you again. His fingers slipped under your panties and two tips teased your entrance. In respons, you started to rub his glans over his boxers. A groan escaped his lips as he pushed his fingers further. Ben broke up the kiss James leaned over the other side of the couch, giving you the opportunity to lick his shaft before starting to blow him. Ben's teasing wanted to make you beg for him but you weren't able to, so instead your nails were digged into his back from frustration. He got the hint, though. He managed to take off his boxers without leaving the couch and without much of a warning, his erection penetrated you. His fingers were in your hair, pulling softly with each thrust. The feeling of James' tip reaching the back of your throat in a different rhythm made you feel the titillation of your g-spot even stronger. ''Please, let me fuck you one last time,'' he begged. Before you could even change the position you were in, Ben had pulled out and lifted himself off of the couch. ''Just this time,'' Ben laughed and walked to the place James was just at. Happily you placed your lips around his cock and bobbed your head in the pace he just kept. You could feel the hands of James on your hips before his cock entered your dripping wet pussy. The way his tip reached past your g-spot with each thrust made you moan around Ben's member. His breathing grew heavier each time that your tongue twisted around his tip. ''I'm gonna come,'' you could hear from behind you. Not much later, you had warm cum dripping down your legs and down your chin. You pulled back your head, finally being able to scream out the shivering feeling that you felt in your body. You crashed down on the couch, exhausted from the confusing threesome. At least, now you knew that there wouldn't be any hard feelings, no matter what would happen next.

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Hey can you please do a smut where Luke Holland (drummer of the word alive) is being too rough and he accidentally hurt y/n then gets so sorry and then fluff?

Hey, here it is, finally! I hope you like it. Next up will be another AA smut. Also, still let me know if one of you submit a Denis request if you still want it or not because I have no clue haha.Word count: 955_____________________________________________________________Your lips held a smile as you looked around. It felt like a cliche: the summer breeze through your hair, the white sand between your fingers, sitting by the perfectly blue ocean with the love of your life. It was this kind of cliché that made you feel the best in a long time. “You want to grab something to eat?” Luke asked, smiling because he already knew the answer. He placed a kiss on your forehead before getting up and giving you a hand. “There is a pretty good Chinese place that we could check that out?” he asked as he collected the towels, magazines, sunglasses and whatever else you brought with you. You nodded and with your hand in his, you took a walk over the boulevard until you reached the restaurant. With an excited look on your face, you found yourself at a romantic table for two with view of the sunset over the ocean. It felt like you were in a movie. As the night went by and the alcohol coursed through your veins, your mindset went from love to lust. You didn’t want to ruin this perfect date however, so you contained yourself. Looking at him became more difficult, because it made you long him even more. His muscled arms, his pink lips, his deep brown eyes, everything just fed your craving for him. Even though this night had been an absolute dream, and you couldn’t wish for anything more than this romance, you felt a relief when the check came. It meant that there would be a way out of this torture. That’s exactly what it felt like: torture. Looking at the man you want so badly but not being able to have him.

His hand on your thigh felt comfortable as the highway ahead of you passed by. “Are you tired?” Luke giggled when a yawn escaped your mouth. “Maybe a little,” you mumbled, reluctant to admit. Even though you managed to fight it for a few minutes, eventually your eyes shut. Your nap was disturbed by the sound of Luke’s voice. “Honey, we’re here,” he said softly. His fingers went through your hair before he got out of the car and walked over to your side. You opened the door but before you could get out, his arms supported your legs and back so he could lift you up and bring you to the living room. “What do you want?” he asked from the kitchen. “The green tea with lemon please!” you yelled back. Wondering that would be on TV, you scrolled through the list shows. “There you go,” Luke said as he put the tea down on the table in front of you.

The tea was left untouched since your mind was already some place else. His lips were pressed on yours, his tongue slowly meeting yours before the kiss became more heatened. It didn’t take long before you felt his fingers down your shirt, touching the fabric of your red laced bra. You pushed him back on the couch, positioning yourself on top of him with one knee on each side. The rocking movement you made teased him while your hands explored his back. Luke broke the kiss to take off your dress, leaving you in just your red lingerie, and then took off his own shirt. His eyes showed both lust and love when he stared at your body. Your fingers twisted in his hair, forcing his lips back on yours. Your bra got unclasped and not much later, his hands were massaging your breasts as his index and middle fingers were around your nipples, making you moan quietly. “Yeah, you like that?” he whispered. “Shut up,” you replied as it made you blush a little. To get back at him, you slipped one hand between the both of you and after unbuttoning his pants, your fingers were stroking his erection. However, he clearly wasn’t in the mood for teasing as he pushed you over to slap your butt. “Take off your panties,” he commanded after a few strikes, while he took off his jeans. You obeyed without making a comment, wondering what he was up to. Then he picked you up to position you on your knees with your stomach to the back of the couch.

Without any warning, you felt his cock penetrating you. The thrusting felt good, but also a little harsh. You tried to ignore the painful feeling and just enjoy the way his tip stroked against your g-spot with every thrust. He picked up the pace, pushing your body against the couch as moans from the both of you filled the room. “Oh fuck!” you screamed as he smacked your butt again. Then he placed his hand back on your hip, tightening his grip. The combination of pleasure and pain made your knees feel weak. It didn’t take long before you could feel his rhythm become more irregular and his breathing heavier. You couldn’t hold back a scream of pleasure when you felt his hot cum dripple down your legs. You both stayed in that position for a while, catching your breath. As soon as Luke let go of you and got up from the couch, he said with a paniced voice: “oh god, are you okay? Did I hurt you?” You laughed a little when you said: “I’m okay, just a little rough but it felt so good!” Your answer didn’t reassure him completely. “Sit down, I’ll get you a new cup of tea. This one is cold by now, haha. I’m so sorry baby.” He placed you on the big lounge chair and tucked you in under the fleece blanket before making his way to the kitchen.

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Situation around Asking Alexandria

Hey sweeties! Sorry I haven’t uploaded a fanfic in a while, I’m working on a smut at the moment ;) However, I’m pretty sure you all know about the situation that AA is in right know. For the ones who don’t: Denis is out, Danny is in again. That’s why I want to ask you: do you still want me to write your Denis requests? Please let me know because I don’t know how I feel about writing them at this point. So if you sent me a Denis request, let me know if you still want it :)

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Do you have a masterlist

Nope, I don’t know how to make one haha but once I have more smuts up, I’ll contact someone who could help me :)

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Do you know who the band coldrain is??

Nope, sorry

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Here I Am - Denis Shaforostov (smut)

Wooo here’s another smut and it didn’t take as long as the last one haha! (Please read that as well if you’re as addicted to Ahren Stringer as I am). Enjoy your smut you lil’ dirty people ;)  Word count: 1671 _____________________________________________________________

It's been a while since you saw your boyfriend Denis. His passion for the band surely was charming but also sometimes killing for your relationship. Today however you couldn't care less about the hard times, all you could think about was the moment you'd see the glimmer in his brown eyes again. Your fingers were tapping on the steering wheel as you sang along to the happy melody on the stereo. ''Take me dooown to the paradise city,'' was audible in the background as your mind was still filled with the thought of being in his arms again. With the soft breeze entering through the open window, it didn't take too long until you arrived at the airport. Picking him up here was the most exciting thing that'd happen in months and that made you somewhat nervous. Your body parked the car and entered the building but your head was clouded and all over the place. Waiting by the gate felt like ages, and only after blinking six times you were ready to believe it really was him walking over to you. You took a sprint to jump right into his arms, so he dropped his bags to support your back and hold you tight. After standing like that for a couple of minutes, he softly put you down back on your feet and kissed your forehead. ''I missed you,'' he said as he pulled you back in for a hug. ''I missed you too,'' you muttered as the tears made a wet spot in his shirt. ''Let's go home,'' he said as he grabbed your hand, holding his luggage in the other.

His fingers wiped away the tears on your cheeks before starting the engine. ''The tour was amazing, every show was sold out and the crowds were so energetic, holy shit,'' he started telling. ''Europe is beautiful, I'd love to tour there again sometime soon. We'll just have to make some changes in the recording schedule and -''. You cut him off, now really pissed off. ''Yeah you want to tour there again? With the band, without me? Fuck you then.'' The startled look on his face made you regret those last three words a little. ''What is your problem? I just enjoyed the shows, aren't you happy for me?'' You couldn't tell if he actually didn't understand why you were upset or if he just didn't care. ''If you want to spend so much time with the band, why aren't you in a relationship with them instead of me?'' you now sobbed. ''Because you're the woman of my dreams, but that doesn't mean I will quit the job of my dreams. Can you please just tell me why you're so upset?'' The dismay was audible in his voice. For half an hour, silence filled the air. ''Babe, please tell me what's wrong. I never meant to hurt you and you need to talk to me in order for me to fix whatever I did wrong,'' he said softly, his voice sounding like it was about to break. ''You didn't miss me,'' you whispered. ''What the fuck? Of course I did!'' he spoke. ''Look at me. Every single fucking second I was wishing you'd be there with me so you could see all the shows and all the places and all the moments. But not the most beautiful city could ever compare to your smile.'' His fingers slipped into yours, squeezing your hand. Your eyes light up a little as you glanced at his face. ''But why don't you want to go back with me?'' you asked, unable to hold back the tears again. ''Oh shit, you're upset because I said I want to tour there again? I didn't mean it like that. If I could choose anything, I would take you there silly!'' His eyes were watery. ''I'm so sorry, this should be a happy moment and I ruined it.'' He shook his head as parked the car in the garage of your home. ''No, I'm sorry for making you feel like you're not the most important thing in the world for me, I know this is hard on you too.'' After the long awaited kiss made you feel okay again, you laughed it off with some silly jokes and got inside.

While enjoying the brilliant coffee he made you, you told him about your past week. It was hard for you to focus on his story however, your glance being lured by the tight black jeans and cut out tank top he was wearing. ''So I went to met up with her and…'' He burst out laughing in the middle of your sentence. ''What's the problem?'' you asked, a bit confused. ''You're shit at hiding you want me.'' A blush spread across your cheeks within seconds, realizing you've been checking him out all this time without noticing. You were uncapable of saying a thing and Denis took that opportunity place his lips on yours. Your tongues were intertwined as his hands slowly moved across your body. His fingers found your butt and stayed there for a while, the squeezing becoming more powerful. The self-control was fading quickly with the both of you as the kiss grew deeper. With his muscled arms he lifted you up off the floor and before you realized, you were stripped down to your matching lace underwear on the bed. You reached out your arms to take off his shirt but with one hand he pushed you back on the matress. With the other he supported himself as he reached over you, his teeth digging in the skin that covered your neck. ''Fuck, you're hot,'' he moaned as your hand slipped under the rim of his jeans, softly touching the head of his cock. It wasn't hard to tell he missed being with you; within seconds his dick was fully erect and his breathing was heavier than you remembered. The sensation of his fingers reaching to your left breast to massage them made you feel dizzy with pleasure. The tips of his index and middle finger pinched your nipple as his lips moved up to your mouth. When the kiss became more intense, suddenly he broke it and started biting on your bottom lip. ''Turn around,'' he commanded and without hesitation you did as he said. You could hear the sound of his jeans unzipping while waiting for his next move. He made you lose your balance but pulling away your arms and with a firm grip on your wrists he tied you up to the head of the bed with his black leather belt. You could feel the warmth of his breath on your back as he unclasped your bra, then turning you on your back to rip it off. You had to hold back a scream as his tongue assaulted your breast and two fingers went under your panties and entered you without a warning. Apparently he didn't think you would need a little time to get used to the feeling because after a few thrusts he added a third finger. ''Oh fuck!'' escaped your mouth, not pleasing Denis. His fingers went deeper but his lips were now close to yours. ''Shut up shlyukha,'' he said as he pulled out his fingers to take off your panties. They were thrown across the room, soon followed by his own clothing. ''Suck me,'' he demanded after he positioned himself with his pelvis above your head, one knee on each side. With your tongue you swirled around the tip of his dick and licked his balls, teasing him before you took his length in your mouth. His fingers held a firm grip in your hear, giving him control over the movement of your head. The balance of gentle but rough made you want more. The smirk on Denis' face gave away that he knew what you longed for. ''Beg for it like the blyat you are.'' You doubted for a second but at this point you didn't want to argue over it. ''Please Denis, fuck me, I want you to make me scream,'' you said, trying to cajole him into not wasting any more time. ''Louder,'' he said as he turned you on your side to smack your buttocks. A moan escaped your lips as you tried again: ''Denis I want your dick in my wet pussy right now, I've been waiting for so long.'' With his strong arms he lifted you up so you could position yourself on hands and knees like you knew he wanted you to. The first thrust caught you off guard so he gave you some time to adjust before gaining speed. His nails dug into the flesh of your hips, making you moan his name. ''That's right suka, who's your man?'' It was hard enough to breathe normally, let alone answer him. ''You.. You are.. Fuck!'' Every time his tip hit your G-spot, you felt like you were gonna lose it a little more. You could tell from the groans coming from Denis he wouldn't last long anymore either. ''Babe..'' he muttered as his grip became shaky. Suddenly he pulled out, pushing you on your back with one hand. Then he pushed four fingers inside your pussy, thrusting them with a sloppy pace. The warmth of his cum was dripping down your stomach as you reached your high, your hips grinding in the sheets. ''Shit, you're hot,'' he moaned as he stumbled off the bed. For a moment you closed your eyes to catch your breath. A sigh escaped your mouth as you noticed Denis grabbing his phone from the back pocket of the jeans he threw on the ground not too long ago. However a few seconds later you heard him say something about pizza and your address and a smile appeared on your lips. Your boyfriend was definitely worth waiting for. He let himself fall on the bed next to you and placed a kiss on your collarbone, closing his eyes for a moment as well.

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I just wanted to tell you that your imagines are the best ones I've read in months, maybe the best ones ever. I love them and I really hope that you'll keep on writing!

That's so sweet, thank you ♡

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Where are you, girl? Miss your blog :'(

I just posted one! I am extremely sorry about having a huge inspiration-dip :( But I hope you like it!

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Give It All - Ahren Stringer (smut)

I’m so sorry if this is shitty :( I have seriously been working on this for months but I just couldn’t make some decent progress. But I tried haha!  Word count: 1099 _____________________________________________________________ 

Your hand in his felt like home. It took you a long time to find happiness like you found at his company and it wasn't easy sometimes, but it was totally worth it. ''You want to grab lunch?'' Ahren asked, pulling you away from your thoughts. ''Uh, yeah I'd love to. Bagels & Beans perhaps? I'm really craving some carbs.'' He nodded and put his eyes back on the road in front of you. You never imagined having a boyfriend that would be so handsome, let alone take care of you so well by picking you up off work and taking you out for lunch. Your mind wandered off again until you felt a hand on your leg. ''We're here,'' he said softly with a smile on his lips. Your eyes were not yet open as you yawned and stretched out. ''How was your nap?'' he laughed, poking your side. With the hand you weren't flipping him off with you opened the door and pushed yourself out of the seat. ''Seriously though, why are you so tired today?'' Concern was audible in his voice. ''There's this new girl at work and she makes life way too hard on me,'' you started telling him, you had to get it all off your chest. After you finished your story, a kiss on your forehead and him holding the door for you made you smile. Finding a table for two wasn't hard, just as deciding on what you'd have. There weren't many vegan options, but the one you had was indeed amazing. BLT was taken to a whole new level thanks to the vegan substitutes. The food wasn't your main concern though: you were just happy to spend time with Ahren. He was always busy with touring and writing music and you were working hard on making a carreer. It was hard to schedule everything in a way that left space for you to spend time together. This didn't only put stress on your emotional relationship, but you also haven't been really sexually intimate for a while. The whole lunch there was a familiar tension, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it. Only when he pushed his lips on yours as soon as you were back in the car, you knew this was the sort of tension that would end messy. It didn't take long for his hands to slip under your shirt and the kiss to become more intense. For a second you pulled away to allow a grin to form on your face. ''Someone's a bit eager.'' He barely let you finish your sentence before his tongue forced you to let him kiss you again.

The sensation of his fingers touching every bit of your torso at a rapid speed made you realise how much you had missed this. In the way he held on to you, you felt a combination of desire, lust and comfort. It didn't take long before the kiss was broken and you were squeezed on to the back seat, Ahren quickly following. He already started to unbuckle your belt while you tried to get a little more comfortable. Interrupted by a grip on your wrists and lips planted on yours, the sensation of a painful back was instantly replaced by one of complete surrender. The weight of his body was leaning over you, his lips on your neck constantly alternating between kissing and sucking on the sensitive skin. ''I've missed you, babe,'' he whispered into your ear. His eyes held a soft but vibrant look which made your cheeks blush. You felt relief as he let go of you and leaned back. After a quick rub over your wrists, Ahren sat down and pulled you on top of him, one knee on each side. Even though you weren't in the mood for teasing, the feeling of his erection through all the layers of clothing made you feel playful. Your hips grinded at a painfully slow pace as you made out, his fingers digging in the flesh of your butt. With his grip he forced you to make the movement stronger and faster. The kiss was broken when a loud groan escaped his mouth, making you giggle a little. The desparation was written all over your face, which made you feel a little bad about the teasing. However a bit clumsy in the small space, you managed to get on your knees on the other seat. It took you a while to unbutton his pants and pull down the fabric, making you feel a bit awkward. Luckily Ahren helped you out and his now half-erect member was showing, suddenly making you a little nervous. You were in your car at a public parking lot, what if people saw you? Ahren noticed your worries and remembered you the place was very quiet at this hour. Besides, the chance of people seeing you two did actually give you a rush, a feeling of excitement that was completely new for you. Your right hand was folded around the shaft and made a slow but steady movement, soon speeding up. The sound of moaning filled the air along with heavy breathing. You still weren't satisfied with the volume though, so your hand slipped down to softly massage his balls as you placed your lips around the head of his cock and made a circling movement with your tongue. ''Fuck!'' he screamed, not caring about who could hear him. It didn't take long for his hand to push your head further down and set the pace. You happily let him guide you as you sucked and licked his cock. You placed both hands on his leg, your nails digging into his skin from the feeling this gave you. He became more needy, making his tip touch your throat at a rapid speed. Right then and there you couldn't be bothered with any feeling of discomfort, your boyfriend had been waiting a long time to have this feeling again and all you wanted to do was please him. His mutters and moans grew louder, making the movement shorter and faster. Then he let go of your hair, quickly followed by the warm sensation of his semen filling your mouth. He had to catch his breath but you were quickly back in the front seat. ''Let's go, maybe someone watched us!'' you giggled, poking him as he leaned forward. With a bit of difficulty  Ahren managed to get behind the wheel again. ''You're amazing,'' he smiled as he started the car, giving you a quick kiss before he drove off.

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Can I request a James Cassells smut where you and James have been fighting.

It’s been ageeees, sorry! I’m really busy with uni and my driver’s license but here is some new stuff ^^ it turned out pretty cute while I wrote it while fighting with my boyfriend at 1AM (hoping we can work it out tomorrow..) so I hope it will be what you wanted :)Word count: 1208_____________________________________________________________

You pushed the horn of your car, annoyed by the driver in front of you because he was stopping for a green light. “Move!” you yelled through the rolled down window, getting a middle finger in return before he hit the gas. Anger was racing through your blood as you proceeded your way home. Work was taking its toll lately, more hours and less respect weren’t exactly good for your mood. Your boyfriend James on the other hand spent his days drinking, jamming and playing videogames with his friends instead of doing the cleaning and cooking like you always asked him to do. The band had a short break from touring and took their time to write a new single. You even had to cancel your vacation for work, leaving the travel magazines about Egypt and Marocco abandoned on the back seat of your car. 

When you entered the front door of your apartment with the heavy groceries in, you snapped. “James, get your ass down here!” It wasn’t unusual for him to make the place a mess but now he just crossed a line. The laundry basket was in the exact same place where you left it, a bowl with leftover cereal from breakfast was still on the counter, joined by empty Corona bottles and a pizza box which probably were his dinner. His face had a concerned look as he rushed in from the bedroom. “What have you been doing all day?” Your stern voice startled him, making his answer hesistatly: “Ben came over to hear my drums, I even forgot to have lunch.” His excuse sounded legit but that didn’t make you any less mad at him. “So you had time to drink but not to clean up?” He started to get what the conversation was about and became agitated. “I’ll do it now, okay.” You grabbed his arm, preventing he walked away. “No, not okay. I’ve been working for the last 11 hours and you’ve done absolutely nothing. It’s time you take some responsibility and help me out.” With a fierce look, he broke your grip. “Don’t you understand how stressful it is being in a band? Always writing, always on the road. I’m just as weary as you.” Thanks to the rash edge on his words, the anger in your eyes made place for tears. It didn’t affect his tone when he continued: “Why don’t you have any respect for what I do? At least I enjoy my work, unlike you.” He realized his mistake when the sound of a loud sobbing started. Stress that had built up for so long found its way out. You got pulled in for a hug as he apologized, trying to comfort you by stroking your back. With your face hidden in his shirt, you stood there until your eyes were dried. His hand led you out of the living room while soothing words changed the mood.

Your skin looked red where your bra strap was just a few moments before and when James noticed, kisses quickly replaced the painful feeling by flattery. The sheets felt soft to the bare skin of your back as you were finally released from the office-appropriate but uncomfortable and even uglier pants. “I’ll make you feel okay again.” It sounded so sincere, so loving that it became hard not to tear up a little. His soft lips traced the lines of your chest and neck, finally meeting yours. What started as a soft but passionate kiss soon became more rough, interrupted by you ripping off his shirt. Your fingers were entangled in his hair, pulling him over you. With one hand he supported the weight of his body, the other he used to fondle your breasts one by one. Fiddling and pinching your nipples, your hips were pressed in the matress a little further. Along with the sight of his bare torso and the erection clearly visable in his skinny jeans, he got you so turned on the inevitable moans finally left your mouth. A pleased smile on his lips showed when they left your skin. Two of his fingers slipped past your pastel coloured panties, making you gasp for air as they penetrated. The tips curled up with each trust to make sure it would leave you shaking. Then he placed his thumb on your clit hood, teasing you with circles and pressure until you begged him to cut to the chase. He happily granted your wish as he started making a rubbing movement until your legs started shaking. “Not just yet,” he said with a smirk on his face. He moved back to kiss you, giving you the opportunity to unbutton and slip off his jeans. You placed your hand on the fabric of his boxers, caressing the erection under it. It wasn’t hard to tell he enjoyed it by the way his body was wobbling, seeming rather unstable because his arms were getting weak. A bit clumsy, you managed to get yourself on top and remove the underwear of the both of you. While your hand softly stroked his erection, your lips were drawn to his stomach, giving him a kiss that left a lipstick mark. James pulled you towards him by your arms, then softly grabbing your hips and placing them on his, waiting for a consenting nod before you were pushed down on him. With each movement the both of you made, intense groaning filled the room. He circled your clit with his fingers as you moved back and forth, then up and down. The feeling of his tip hitting your G-spot over and over again made you forget all the worries and stress. When he muttered your name, it became hard not to let it all go, but you managed to keep yourself together until suddenly his nails dug into your hips and you could feel him filling you up. A scream escaped your lips as you came, leaving the two of you breathless for a little while.

You let yourself drop on your back, next to James. His hand was stroking your thigh when he spoke: “I kind of like this.” You looked up to see him pointing at the lipstick mark you left not too long ago. “Maybe I’ll call Dan tomorrow to see if he can fit me in for a spot tomorrow.” A puzzled look showed on your face when he mentioned his tattoo artist at this moment. He laughed at your reaction. “Would you like that? The appointment would be after I cleaned the entire house of course,” he said and he winked. “But… but why would you get my lips on your body? That’s quite a commitment.” It made you feel a little uncomfortable to think about if you actually meant that much to him, you just couldn’t really believe it. “It just feels right to me, I love spending every moment with you and I plan to do that for the rest of my life.” Tears filled your eyes when you replied: “of course I would like that! You’re amazing!” You laid down your head on his chest, wrapping your arms around him. “Well, let’s make the call then,” he smiled as his hand went through your hair.

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First: That Denis Stoff one you just posted was amazing. Second: Did you happen to get a request for an Austin Carlile first time smut? Hope you have a great day, stay awesome, as always.

Thanks ♡ I did but it's the last one I got and I usually do them in order. Also I come back from holiday tomorrow, work 2 days and leave again for a week, then the day after I'm back uni starts (': so I'm pretty busy but I just try to write whenever I can.

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It's ok if you don't want to answer this , but is that you in the picture.

Yea (:

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To The Stage - Denis Shaforostov (smut)

Decided to combine these 3 for obvious reasons, hope you all like it! It’s not 100% like everyone wants it but I tried haha. Also super sorry about the delay ): I’m on holiday, accidently deleted half of it and then we didn’t have electricity (so also no wifi) at our hotel because of thunder (’: not the best circumstances for writing. Word count: 1989 ______________________________________________________________

Looking at the content of your pocket, or lack of it, you grumbled at your friend Amy: “shit, I only have 25 pounds left and I also wanted to get more merch. I’m so pissed I forgot my wallet.” The gloomy look you gave her changed into a pleased one when she handed you a 20 pound bill. ’‘My shift starts in 5 minutes so I really have to get going. I’ll see you at the main stage for Parkway Drive later okay?“ You nodded before she gave you and her boyfriend Thom a quick hug, then running towards the bar she worked at. It was always fun going to Download with them but lately you were drifting apart. You sat down on a bench at the side of the backstage bar, Thom soon following. The silence felt like a noose around your neck so relief was flowing through your body when he suddenly spoke. “Dan Lambton just texted me if I want to come and hang out wih them. I’ll see you later.” Within seconds he had left your sight, leaving you to realize you were all alone again. Well, you knew it didn’t have to be like that. Your friends from Asking Alexandria were here as well and you hadn’t seen them since Danny was still with the band. Thanks to the 21st century’s technology you had been able to keep in touch with them but it wasn’t the same. They didn’t make the same lame jokes on the phone, James didn’t pick you up when you were mad at him and Cameron didn’t watch shitty documentaries on Netflix with you. Your body felt like it was attached to strings, having no control over your body, as if were pulled up from the bench and away from the bar, towards the parked tour busses.

“You want anything to drink?” Denis asked so politely it made you stutter when you asked for a cup of tea. Instead of making fun of your nervous habits like most people in your surroundings did, he tried to make you feel more at ease by keeping the conversation going. “Everyone went to the cantine just ten minutes ago to grab lunch but I’m sure they’ll be back right away when you call them.” The sound of the kettle filled a silence in which you looked around to observe the interior of their tour bus. The lounge was large like you remembered it but packed with things you thought was junk. Empty bottles and food packaging, torn apart magazines, dirty laundry and whatnot were spread all over the floor, some of it even on the black leather corner sofa you were seated on. Denis put down a cup of fresh mint tea on the coffee table next to you, the sound of it making you look up at him. “You want me to call them?” Shaking your head, you said you’d wait for them to finish lunch even though it may take a while. He turned on the TV and out of all the spaces he could’ve picked on the large couch, sat down right next to you. His eyes focused on an old episode of Top Gear, he said: “I heard a lot of stories about you.” The tone of his voice made you even more restless. “The same goes for you.“ Especially Ben had sent you a lot of stories and pictures so he wasn’t exactly a stranger to you, but you thought it would take a while for you to get as comfortable with Denis as you were with Danny. “They told me you were very sweet but very sensitive.” He looked at you briefly. “That you never drink or smoke and you only wear band shirts.“ You felt busted looking down at your Neck Deep shirt. “You’re obsessed with dogs and tattoos,” he continued. “So what did they tell you about me?” Hesitantly, you told him adjectives you have heard the guys say: “perfectionistic, punctual, nice, helpful, humble, funny, honest, brave, I think James even called you hot.” After both laughing at the remark, he focused at the show again. “I really like your new track and you fit so well with the band,” you said after a few minutes. “I’m so glad you do,” he replied with a bright smile. “I thought maybe you wouldn’t accept me to replace Danny since you’re such good friends with him.” A trail of apologies from both sides cleared the air from guilt, finally able to talk about music, life at home and other subjects without holding back.

As you took a sip of your hot drink, you cast a quick glance at him. His ripped black skinny jeans and long tank top showed the toned lines of his body. The tattoos on his chest and arms were forcing you to stare at them, at how amazing they looked on his flawlessly pale skin. Nothing could compare to the bone structure of his face though, with his deep brown eyes making you feel like time was an illusion. A red blush covered your cheeks when he grinned, making you realize he catched you bite your lip at the sight of his body. You tried to hide your face behind a curtain of hair but his fingers brushed it away, revealing the ashamed expression on your face. His hand moved down your neck, pulling you closer as his eyes were still locked with yours. The glaze was broken right before his lips met yours. A wave of lust suddenly took over control, happily allowing him entrance as his tongue ran over the soft skin of your bottom lip. The scent of his Axe Dark Temptation aftershave made your knees feel weak, also an effect of the intensity with which you made out. With both his hands on your hips, you got lifted to be placed on his lap. An interruption of the kiss was caused by your shirt getting pulled over your head, then his. Two pairs of Vans were already on the floor when his arms supported your bottom as he stood up and brought the both of you to the back of the bus. He laid you down on the black sheets of the last top bunk, leaning over you. The feeling of his hot breath between your collar bones resulted in quiet moans which grew louder when the fingers that had slipped beneath the cup of your bra made small circles around your nipple. You somehow managed to unzip his jeans, the bulge in his camouflage printed boxers clearly visable. Shaky fingers ran up and down the fabric, earning a frustrated groan before he sat up to slip off your shorts. His fingers moved to the spot in your sheer red panties, then a big grin on his face as you whimpered at the lost of touch. You sighed and pushed him down on the bedding, no time wasted when you helped him kick off his pants and boxers. Despite the attempts not to, your glaze got lured by his erect member. While your tongue traced the lining of his torso, you were torn between giving him what he wanted and continuing to make him crave it even more. The decision was soon made when he forced eye contact that said it all. With his hand still in your hair, you traced off to his pelvis and placed your lips around the tip of his cock. Desperation was written all over his face as you took your time to move further down his length, finally feeling it poke the back of your throat. Fearful of gagging, you quickly replaced your mouth by your hand but before you could use it, he told you to take off the underwear that covered the last bits of skin. However a bit clumpsy in the cramped space, it didn’t take long for the fabric to come off. An awkward giggle was your first response to the red glow on his temple, telling you to sit on his face. One knee on each side, you had to bend over a little to avoid hitting the roof of the bus. The skillful manner in which he sucked the clithood soon got rid of the uncertainties in your mind. Gasping for air as you felt two fingers making a steady pumping motion, you could only mutter “oh fuck,” before biting your lip again. Your hips grinded at an impatient pace, the sensation of his tongue flicking making you shiver in extacy. Against all expectations, Denis let you reach your orgasm right there, the sound of your swearing as you did only pleasing him. It took you a short while to move back and sit on his chest, getting your breathing more or less under control. You leaned in for a sloppy kiss, failing to avoid dropping the sweat of your forehead on his. It took a short while before you managed to switch places, your tongues still intertwined when you felt him tease your entrance. Groans from the both of you filled the air when his dick stroke your walls and made you feel dizzy from pleasure. Gentle as he was, he waited for an approving smile before his body started moving rhythmically. With each thrust your nails dug into his back a little deeper and his breathing grew a little heavier. The hand he didn’t support himself with massaged your breasts one by one. Your mind went blank, only being able to focus on the thrill racing through your nerves. His mouth groped your neck for the most sensitive spot to suck on, leaving an obvious hickey as you moaned beneath his frame. He moved down to your shoulder, your legs started to quiver but you just bit your lip and tried to minimalize it, not wanting to come before he did. Fortunately, you soon lost the touch at your chest since he needed both hands to prevent himself from collapsing under the weight. You could notice the change in his movement so you semi-whispered his name. Even though barely audible over the moaning, he replied with a quick kiss on your lips and a smile. When his hips started shaking, you got overwhelmed by the climax that made your body tremble. Your chest was still pounding when you felt his hot semen dripping down your thigh after he pulled out. “Fuck, I’m so sorry okay, I’ll fix it,” he apologized, having left the bunk before you could say it was okay.

Your underwear and shirt were already back on when Denis returned with a wet towel, cleaning up the mess he made, trying to hide that he was blushing with shame. In an attempt to assure him it wasn’t a problem, you lifted his chin to place a soft kiss on his lips. A smile was his reply, handing you the denim shorts before he got dressed himself. Your legs still felt lax as you followed him back to the lounge, sudden anxiety in your mind. What if this would make it too awkward to hang out with the band, if your friendships would be ruined by this one action? He sat down on the couch where your issue started, patting the spot next to him as an invite. Together you pretended to watch the tv that now showed a dull movie but you could only think of the risks you’d taken. Your doubt was broken when he said: “I’m sorry if I screwed it all up but please let me take you out for dinner.” His voice sounded insecure, like a freshman on the first day of school. “I’d love to,” you responded enthousiastically. When you had made the decision of a nice restaurant, Denis put on another channel and waited for the guys to come back from lunch. Your heart skipped a beat when you felt his fingers slip through yours, already excited for the date that night.

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hi i really like your smut :3 your blog is amazing and im really excited to read what's next

Thanks, new Denis Shaforostov smut coming up tomorrow hopefully!