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Cloud Strife with a Black S/O
☁️Knowing Cloud, he'll be snarky with you. Like he is with everyone. But he doesn't know that you bite right back! You respond in kind with the quickness. He almost breaks his neck to look at you.
☁️Oh. You were so witty and the responses hit every time. It came so smoothly that he knew you didn't have to rehearse it (like he does sometimes).
☁️I mean, you do. But you'll never say that. You've done enough fake arguments in your head to be ready.
☁️He is awkward DOWN when he's getting to know you. So many awkward silences. It's painful.
☁️Add more to the awkwardness when he figures out how much he's attracted to you. He acted almost scared of you at times. Meanwhile, he's just mentally simping. He thinks he's being cool and mysterious but it is not working.
☁️Cloud secretly admits that you flustered him a lot with your eye contact. You were already so beautiful. He adverts his eyes when he's overwhelmed.
☁️He loves your unique voice, cadence, and how you pronounce words. And if you can sang???????? OHHHHH. Even not, if you whisper to him with that voice, oooooooooooo.
☁️He's from a country town, so he will catch onto any AAVE fast. He'll only use a few phrases himself sometimes. It was weird hearing him say, "Fuck outta here with that bullshit, bitch."
☁️Like damn? He must have been extra pissed off.
☁️Secretly eats up your skincare routine, but will be sly about it. Unfortunately, you will just be left puzzled about why you've been running out of your products so fast. Especially that snail juice.
☁️Are you Goofy? Well, He actually enjoys that about you. You've managed to get a laugh out of him a few times. He tries to hide it though. Like, sir? I saw you. Everyone did.
☁️Revealing outfits? Yes. Color matching with your skin tone? YES! Oh, his beautiful turquoise eyes will be laser-focused on your gorgeous brown self.
☁️Will give one-word compliments.
"Beautiful."
"Gorgeous."
☁️Adores hugging you. Just absolutely crushing you against him and holding you tight. But not too tight, Cloud. Baby boy is strong strong.
☁️Barrett has noticed that he goes a little extra with his moves when you're accompanying them on a mission.
"Oh, so you decided to start showing out with the moves when y/n is around, huh?"
"Tch, What are you talking about? Again, get help." He really is showing off though.
☁️It's cute how hard he works to try to impress you though.
☁️Lowkey watches when you do your hair. Although, he will act like he wasn't looking. Or reading any product ingredients on his own time.
☁️It makes his heart melt when he observes how passionate you are about helping or saving others; even though he sees that it comes at the expense of yourself. That, he doesn't care for. Cloud steps up by protecting you if there's any fallback.
☁️Even if you are strong, he will always worry and make sure that he is there to save you. It would crush him if you got hurt.
☁️He views you as a beautiful star amongst the general population space down on earth.
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After Hours
“I'm fallin' in too deep. Without you, don't wanna sleep. 'Cause my heart belongs to you. I'll risk it all for you. I want you next to me.”
warnings: fluff, established relationships, suggested smut
Jason pushed the windows open as he came in the room with a yawn.
Taking off his Red Hood helmet he tossed it to the side as he shuffled outta his costume.
“C’mon, seriously,” he muttered as he stood in the doorway, pants at his ankles in nothing but his Wonder Woman boxers “it’s like 5am what are you still doing up?”
“Couldn’t sleep, too much to do.”
“Like what?” He asked resting a hand on his hip
“I got a shit ton of math work due soon plus I need to finish my essay annnnd I work tomorrow.” You shrugged taking a sip of your cold coffee
“You know you can’t survive purely on caffeine, right?” He sighs
“Like you’re any better.” You replied
“At least I eat.” He argued back
“Barely!”
“Come on. Take a break.” He said sitting next to you on the bed while resting a hand on your back.
“I can’t,” you said, lifting your head to face him. You had so much to do. So much to study and so little time for it all.
“Come on,” he said again, grabbing your hand and tugging you to him. “Just for the day. You’ll feel better after. I promise.”
It was Jason’s idea to take you out to the small park around the block from your shared apartment in the Hill, after a short nap and some breakfast at your favorite diner. It was a sunny day and it was well deserved after finishing a grueling week of college classes, trying to earn your bachelor’s degree.
His smart cookie Jason liked to call you.
As you walked, wandering around the park pointing out different animals, feeding birds and just talking to each other, Jason tries to place his hand in your back pocket but when he realizes you’re wearing joggers, his favorite ones he might add, the ones that hug the curves of your ass just right, he rests his hand right over your ass.
“Really?” You chuckle as you lean into his side savoring his warmth
“What? I can’t help myself, that thing is like a magnet.” He shrugged bringing his hand to rest on your hip as you walked.
You stayed at the park for what felt like hours just enjoying each other’s company till the sky started to turn orange and your bellies started to rumble with hunger.
“Let’s head back.” Jason said as he stood from his spot on the park bench you two had stopped to rest at, pulling you with him by the hand as he led you back to the apartment.
Back at the apartment, Jason had you wait in the living room while he cleaned up the room a bit. When you were finally allowed to enter the room you aww’ed at how sweet he was being.
Jason had a whole set up for you. He changed the sheets and comforter and had the tv set up to your favorite show. Candles were lit on the end tables and a few small snacks were set out too.
“What do you say babe wanna Netflix and chill for a bit?”
Chilling was definitely the word you would use for what y’all did. Both of you had stripped down and threw on your pajamas, yours being a pair of shorts and one of Jason’s shirts, and his being a old t-shirt and his favorite pair of green joggers, and jumped right into bed.
You ended up watching almost a whole season of your favorite show while Jason just laid at your side and read his book.
A few hours later and the sky was dark, stars were starting to shine brightly in the sky. Jason stepped out to go and grab some food from y’all’s favorite local diner again. When he got back the room was dark, the tv was off and you were nowhere in sight.
Panic gripped his chest for a split second before he realized the window to the fire escape was open, climbing up it he was met with the sight of you sitting on the rooftop peacefully watching the sky as you hummed to yourself.
“Whatchu doing out here?” Jason asked as he plopped down next to you on the rooftop. He had the burgers he had gone to pick up in one hard and your drinks in the other.
“Nothing. Just clearing my head.” You leaned forward to rest your cheek on your knees, while staring at him a small smile creeping up on your face.
“What’s with the look?”
“You have no idea how much I appreciate you Jay.” You smiled up at him
“Stop before I puke” he said turning away from you to hide the small pink tint to his cheeks. Compliments weren’t really his thing but you always liked to shower him with them
“I’m serious!”
“Yeah whatever eat your food.” he said handing you your burger and drink. The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes as you ate you leaning into him every so often as you hummed in satisfaction, him rolling his eyes at you but smiling behind his burger as you did so.
The two of you sat and enjoyed the quiet, simply watching the stars and just enjoying each other’s company. Jason kept glancing back at you now and again, whether it was to make sure you were still there or just to appreciate your face you weren’t sure but you accepted the attention nonetheless.
“I’m surprised you took the night off.” You said as you leaned back into his side.
“Roy’s got it covered.” He said stretching out and placing a blanket around you both
“How is Roy?” You asked
“Roy’s…Roy.” He shrugged
You snuggle a bit closer trying to steal his body heat which made him chuckle
“You heat vulture.”
“What? It’s chilly!” You shrug
You’re practically in his lap, legs draped over his, when you start to play with his hair, fingers running through his scalp massaging it as he leaning into your touch
“Whatcha doin there, princess?”
Your fingers move down to play with the hair at the back of his neck. “Just enjoying your company is all.”
“Mhm. Are you hoping to continue to enjoy my company?” He hums in response as he cocks his brow at you suggestively.
You chuckle and he gives you a look
“Well, I guess I can invite you in for a few minutes, Mr. Red Hood.”
He smirks as his fingers dancing across your neck and collarbone before coming to rest on your jaw “How thoughtful of you.”
He caught your mouth with his own the kiss starting off gentle but quickly evolving
Pulling away from the now bruising kiss Jason kissed and nipped along your jaw to neck mouthing at the spot he knew never failed to make you weak in the knees.
You let out a breathless moan as he worked at your neck leaving dark love marks in his wake before finding his way back up to your lips with a smile, a shiver runs down your spine.
He pulls you closer, running his hands across your body, lingering on your thighs and ass. The blanket falls from around you two pooling around your heated bodies.
Jason licked at your mouth asking for entrance which you were all too happy to oblige. He ran his tongue along yours, deepening the kiss once more as you tilted your head to give him better access to your mouth.
He lifted you up without breaking the kiss putting you in his lap quickly picking up in intensity as he kissed you again and again. Your legs encircled his hips as he groped and dragged you into him slowly but heatedly grinding himself to your core.
Just as his hands found your waistband and started wandering a little further south you pulled away from his lips with a wet pop.
“We’re on the roof Jay.”
“Right.” he said, sounding a little embarrassed that he had gotten so carried away out in the open like that. He buries his face in your neck and inhales, trying to calm himself down. You smell good he realizes but he pushes the thought back down.
You peck his lips on last time before pushing off of him. You stood and stretched before grabbing his hand and leading him back down the fire escape to your cozy little apartment.
Pushing him down onto the mattress Jason smirked up at you before looking at you in confusion.
“Wait where are you going?” he said watching you grab a towel.
“I have to shower,” You said dryly, taking off your clothes, turning to face him, you cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Care to join me?”
Jumping up from the bed Jason scooped you up into his arms carrying you into the bathroom with him
“I think I’ll take you up on that offer.”
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I honestly feel like some people forget Jason Todd is a straight hood nigga like HE MET BRUCE FROM STEALING HIS TIRES OFF THE BATMOBILE and he’s from the hood part of Gotham this MAN IS SEASONED AND HE KNOWS SHIT you can’t tell me this man didn’t have black friends, his first crush wasn’t black or Latina and his favorite food isn’t soul food from his friends mommas…and don’t get me started on that slang he prolly has like when he see you “what’s good mama” or “how my princess feeling give daddy a kiss fa me” and how he has “black” mannerisms Jason is the white boy who should’ve been black in the friend group……all I’m saying is Jason Todd is a seasoned white man not Jack Harlow white but eminem type white or something…case closed
btw I LOVE YOUR WORK sending you all my love 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🫰🏾🫰🏾🫰🏾🫰🏾🫰🏾🫰🏾
THANK YOU MWAH
Jason can also code switch like a motherfucker too. When he first got adopted by Bruce, he had to learn how to get along with all of those rich kids. Now, he's more chill and relaxed that he only slips up in private moments where he's either angry, excited or upset.... or during sex.
I can imagine him like absolutely dogging you out and just groaning in your ear "You like that mama," or " Is my princess gonna give me another one". He likes to pretend that it never happened.
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Collage Fwb!Dick Grayson confesses that he loves you mid thrust and feels so enormously embarrassed by it that he can’t look you in the eye after.
“Love huh, bird boy?” You tease as you catch your breath and Dick groans, scrubbing his face.
“Would it be too much to ask you to forget it?” He snaps his boxers back into place and runs a hand through his hair.
If you didn’t know him any better you’d be a little hurt over the question. But you do know him better, better than you sometimes think he knows himself.
“So what, you didn’t mean it?” You sit up, licking your lips as you look at Dick who’s get a little lost look in his eyes.
He bites him bottom lip, nibbling away at it as he sighs. “I did mean it, you know I mean it.” Of course you do, Dick had started coming over more often, less to do with sex and more to do with just wanting to be around you.
Then you’d started getting him his favourite sweets and stored them in your cupboard. It had tumbled without either of you really realizing it.
“So, why take it back?” You’re winding him up, tightening a cord around a yo-yo. Dick seems to notice when you sit up on your knees and reach out for him.
“You have to say it, you little shit.” He pinches at your side with a smile.
“I love you too, Grayson.”
He shakes his head. “No more ‘Grayson’, something nicer.”
You huff and roll your eyes. You’re mostly playing as you say, “What something like, ‘dork’ or ‘nerd’ or ‘cyber love.’?”
Dick tackles you to your bed relishing in your giggles as you fall back and your hair falls around you in a halo.
“You’re so mean to the man you love.” You fake gag and Dick bites your collarbone.
“You’re so sappy.” You shriek when Dick digs his fingers into your sides. “Okay, okay!” You gasp and Dick moves his fingers.
“Decided on a new name for me, honey?” He’s smooth like this, dropping pet names and sweet touches like it’s nothing.
“Yeah,” you run your fingers up and down his arm. “Sap.” His fingers don’t hesitate in tickling you again.
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something about jason todd with a touchy!reader s/o is literally so yummie.
You’ve got him on his stomach, regrettably, he thinks, as you watch the hills and divots of his muscles roll and flex as he gets comfortable. The scarred herculean expanse of his back is exposed to you as you sit on his butt.
“Dunno why I agreed to this,” he frowns, not bothering to move his head, unmuffling his musings.
He really doesn’t; ten minutes ago you two were having a very civil discussion (read: arguing) about something or other. Next thing he knew, he was in your bed, on his stomach, half naked and under you.
“Cause you like me,” you sing, breaking him from his thoughts, as you drag manicured fingers up his back, pressing into his taut muscle, deftly massaging each sore part of him.
“You like this. ‘S okay to admit it,” you add.
He gives a noncommittal noise that gets cut off by a strangled gasp when he feels your hands pressing into the upper muscles of his back.
There’s a deep discomfort that settles in his stomach; he’s never been touched so lovingly, not without hidden motives tainting said touch. He isn’t sure if he should push you off him or beg you to keep going.
You hum as you work his muscles, letting his inconsistent breathing and occasional gasps guide you.
You continue rubbing him down, occasionally pausing to apply more shea butter to your hands before resuming your work.
You reach up to his neck, as he sighs. You press just a hair harder, feeling a knot loosen at the pressure. Jason inhales, trying to steel himself from any possible reaction.
Regardless of his efforts, a low “Fuck,” reverberates through his chest. He internally frowns at the sound of his low whine, sounding like a wounded animal. He reddens as he hears himself, internally cringing at his neediness, at your willingness, and the intimacy of it all.
“That was pretty,” you murmur, teasing lilt in your voice. He’s fighting the urge to shut down this moment of vulnerability the two of you are sharing. You know he’s really pushing himself, so you try to keep the extra teases locked away for another day, another less intense moment.
You shut yourself up, instead focusing your attention to Jason’s expansive back. You press harder in the same spot, shameless in your attempt to illicit more noises from him as you whisper, “Give me another.”
He shudders, giving a shaky exhale as he composes himself.
“You’re evil,” he grumbles, despite almost leaning up into your touch.
“So evil,” You smile, “Totally evil.”
Not once does your touch on his back falter. He hums in agreement, softly smiling into a pillow.
“Incredibly evil,” Jason sighs. “Lucky I like your evil ass.”
“Aw,” you say, “Red’s finally going soft. I got you up under me and now you don’t know how to act. ”
Jason can hear the smile in your words. Choosing to ignore it, he closes his eyes and focuses solely on your touch.
“Yeah,” He mumbles, before pausing to consider his words, “Goin’ real soft, only for you.”
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Here are the black batsis head cannons
warnings: crack, Love lots of it, shitty parents, sibling bonds, things that only make sense to black people, so sad racism, your a vigal i’m this
This is one of the things you guys voted so here you
So for the sake of the plot you are very very african like you have the accent and everything (it can be whatever you imagination chooses light heavy whatever ) bruce had known you through a drug deal he had busted your father he's was selling drugs when bruce chases him all the way to your apartment your home he had found your mother overdosed your father now where to be found and you just sleeping in the room
You waking up when you feel a certain caped crusader watching you in your sleep
When gordon and the police came they took your mother to the hospital she didn't make it your father they caught him at the bar and he is going to prison for the rest of his life
Gordon knows he has a thing for kids that need a home
You had gone home with im the next day and had been apart of the batfam ever since
You had been adopted right after Jason so that made you the first girl (before he died) Dick was 17 Jason was 12 you were 11
You and dick weren’t that close because of the age gap but he made it work he visited the manor more for you and Jason like going on missions together and dropping you off to school you made fun of his red head fetish a lot tho
you and Jason were the closet because of your age but you guys shared some of the same interest reading is the most common one. something you guys do a lot is trade books you will read his stuff and he’ll read your it’s like a little book club
now you and tim were very rough at first of course you were mourning jason’s death and tim comes along it was alot,for you but you loved him no matter what
Damian….when you guys met he thought you were like everyone else unimpressive and unimportant but you treated him the same way it only lasted for a week when he saw you in the garden drawing the scenery a way to relax but you guys relate to each other the most because your both not white it’s connects you guys more
Stephanie and you were close asf she was always in love with who you are and your confidence you guys would always have girl days with cass ofc she would do you make-up a lot she wants to experiment because the boys are all the same and Damian won’t let her (unless you ask him)
now you and cass when she came to the manor she didn’t talk much and your were just fine neither that you were her voice in situations and when she started to talk you were so proud of her you always helped her no matter what
NOW U AND DUKE WERE LOCKED INN you guys are the only African-american people in the house so y’all just did things that made sense to you guys like taking your shoes off in the house, WASHING the chicken before you season it but anyways whenever the family said some where people things y’all gave each other the “I know he didn’t just say/do that” the family doesn’t understand for example one time it was your birthday your 21st birthday you had 2 of the biggest and i mean biggest party possible the first one was for bruce’s friends and all the fake bitches that were only there for money and show themselves off
the second party was for your friends and siblings like the justice leagues kids and every true friend you’ve grown to love over the years after cleaning the party you guys would hear a noise from down the hall jason and his bright mine said let’s go check it out before the rest of the fam could find you two y’all had already bolted sure you were vigilantes but you were not doing no scary shit tonight
Alfred he loved you with all his heart dont tell the others but your his favorite he teaches you how to cook his food and you can do it perfect your the only one who hasn’t and ever will get a ban from the kitchen
Bruce and you weren’t always the nicest to each other but you love each other to death your just like him a workaholic and doesn’t take brakes unless there needs to be sometimes not even Alfred can pull you away but bruce comes and carry’s you like the little girl he wish you still were you TRY and i mean TRY to teach him how to cook it’s terrible tho
Selina was like your mother too you she thought you how to be strong like nothing else you guys went on a few heist together she always listens to you when no one else does she’s always there for you
One thing that the batfam will do for any and all is protect one another from racism,villains anything
you also got flirted with a lot by wally,roy, anything that could lay there eyes on you and they all hated it
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Adut Akech and Alton Mason at The Fashion Awards 2021
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❪ ♡ ❫ ─── goodbye 〳 c.oliveira ‵
❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) one last night with the oliveira's
♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — reader discretion is advised: female reader, female anatomy described, canon verse, husband!carlos, wife!reader, they're married in this cause the husband!character trope got me in a hold, written with black reader in mind, oral (f.receiving), hair pulling, carlos using his meat wand to make you forget some things hehe, doggystyle position, profanity, multiple orgasms, praise kink, squirting is involved, breeding kink, he eat it from the back, slight angst if you hold it upside down, takes place before the events of resident evil 3, a resident evil 3 remake line pun is included, wc: 2.2k, minors do not interact or i'm going bite you
YOU STOOD IN FRONT OF THE SINK STARING AT YOUR BEAUTY IN THE MIRROR. It was an eventful night tonight and you were finally ready to whine down after said events. Although, it was only a dinner filled with silence and soft chewing—any time you could actually get with your husband you were grateful for. Even during dinner, you could tell that your husband could sense you weren’t the happiest. With the news that he could be tugged into the dangers of Raccoon City, you’ve lost your appetite with quickness and frankly would rather be at home than eating expensive steaks. Your husband Carlos Oliveira was something. You like to describe him as a romantic asshole at times, but that’s what caused you to fall for him.
Your hands went up to take out the diamond stud earrings that were in your ears. You could hear your husband shuffling around in the master bedroom, most likely kicking off the clothes he wore to dinner tonight. You just wanted to settle off in bed, not letting the bone-chilling words he told you during dinner get to you. But your mind had its way to wonder. Your thoughts were interrupted by Carlos’s strong arms wrapped around your waist. You could feel his chin resting on the base of your shoulder as you were removing the jewelry you wore tonight.
“Are you mad at me?” Carlos asked as he met your gaze in the mirror in front of the two of you.
“No.” You firmly answered.
“It seems like it,” Carlos responded as his chocolate brown hues softened seeing the stare you returned at him.
“You know, I always get like this when you have to go away,” You answered truthfully. “I’m just worried you know, I have thoughts—“
Your words were interrupted by Carlos, “I told you to stop having thoughts like that.”
“You know I can’t help it. What you do is a very dangerous job, Carlos.” You argued back, you attempted to wiggle your way out of his hold but the hold only tightened. “And the fact that you’re getting pulled away from me, again.”
Carlos was silent for a moment, basking in your words before his lips found their way to your neck. “I always find my way back to you, don’t I?” His words were hushed as he continued to pepper your soft skin with kisses.
“You do, but Carlos that’s just—“ Your words were cut off when you felt his lips suck on one particular spot on your neck that caused you to relax in his arms.
You could feel the back of your dress get unzipped, it fell to the bathroom revealing your body with just your seamless thong on. Goosebumps decorated your smooth skin as you eagerly stepped out of the dress and kicked the dress to the side. You hated to admit that Carlos had a way to ease your mind when you were stressed. If it was interrupting your nervous rambles with a passionate kiss or having you gasping out his name in the heat of the moment when he was in between your thighs. You hated that he could do that. When a nervous feeling like—him being transported away to rescue survivors in a city that was filled with the undead, he used his passionate ways to cause it to be a second thought in your mind.
You felt his calloused fingertips tracing alongside the fabric of the one particular piece of clothing that was one thing in between from Carlos devouring you whole. Your eyes met his intense gaze in the bathroom room, and you could only nibble your lower lip innocently before letting him tug down your underwear. Similar to what you did with your dress, you discarded the panties anticipating Carlos's next move.
His lips begin to kiss at the back of your neck to the back of your shoulder and soon he’s ushering you to bend over for him. Obediently, you did what you were told. Now completely bound for what was coming as your skin was decorated with goosebumps. You were sure if it was because of the faint chill in the large bathroom in your and Carlos’s home or the nervous anticipating feeling that suddenly overcame your body. You felt Carlos’s plush lips press wet kisses down the trail of your spine causing you to nibble on your lower lip. You knew this was heading.
It was a way that Carlos ate pussy. It honestly depended on his mood and how horny he was. Some days he was the sloppiest eater when he was in between your legs. Nevertheless, it left you breathless. But nothing could top when he took his time when he was in between your legs (well in this instant behind you). When he kneeled behind you, he did just that. You could feel his facial hair tickle your soft skin and you let out a giggle. “That tickles.” You said out loud while attempting to make yourself comfortable.
“Sorry,” Carlos uttered with a mouth full of your pussy.
The flat his tongue glided across your cunt and you let out a sigh of relief finally being able to feel him embrace you. The pornographic sound of him lapping up your juices as if he was a dehydrated sound turned you on even more. Your fingers were grasping at anything in your reach just to hold some form of composure. The feeling of Carlos’s tongue tracing alongside the entrance of your sopping hole. His hands hold you in place just so you won’t run from him.
“Fuck.” You moaned out before you begin to push backward impatiently, so enthusiastic to want him to taste more of you.
Carlos’s beard was stained with your juices with each indulging lick upon your pussy. His cock throbbed in response to your cute moans of his name. He could feel your hips moving slightly just so he could be closer to you. His hands gradually held you in his place while he continued to eat you out. Slow sensual kisses, rabid flicks to your clit, anything to make sure you felt like you were on cloud nine. With the way his tongue was moving, your breathing was growing uneasy. You reached behind you to give yourself some form of balance simply because your orgasm was slowly approaching. Each grind of your hips gained a low grunt from Carlos until you were a cumming mess.
You coughed up soft moans as you rode your orgasm out, hips bucking exotically just so your orgasm could pass by. When Carlos removed his mouth from you—you felt so naked. Complete empty without his touch no matter if it came from his mouth or his hands being on you.
It didn’t take long before the both of you were both gratifying in wanting to feel more of each other. Your cunt already dripping wet from the previous activity and you hated to admit how eager you were to feel Carlos inside of you. Maybe it was the unsettling high you were coming down from when he was in between your thighs or the fact that he was leaving you. You could hear him shuffling behind you—most likely eagerly tugging off the remainder of his clothes from the dinner. Soon the comforting sensation of Carlos's fat tip brushing against your wet folds caused you to quiver. Your hands clutched at the marble tops of the sink as you could feel Carlos’s girthy cock shove himself further inside of you.
Carlos and you had sex countless times—as usual, married couples would do. Each time you found your lips gasping apart in pure shock due to his size. He was one man that knew he was packing and he was sure to make you know that. From the different positions to the sensual strokes—each time he had you fluttering around him aching more.
The hold he had on your waist while his hips begin to push forward. Now the only sound that swirled around the bathroom was the sound of your moans. Your back arched perfectly over the sink while Carlos was thrusting inside of you. His cock pushes upon those pleasure spots that your stomach forms butterflies and causes you to see stars. Your eyes shifted close in pure bliss taking in the wonderful moment of him taking you from behind. Each minute of his strokes had your breath hitching in your throat so violently that for a split second you forgot to breathe. You hated that he could make you feel so good knowing that due to his job he could not make you feel like this anymore. He could be taken away from you at any given moment.
Was it selfish to think this way?
You could feel your knuckles cramping at how tightly you gripped the porcelain sink in front of your body. Your knees trembled with each buck of Carlos’s hips. Your body was completely coated in a sheet of sweat and you were a drooling mess slurring out Carlos's name in such a sweet tune. You were sure the sound of your moans only caused him to fuck you even better. It was just something about how you moaned out his name to cause him to be even more pussy drunk for you. His grip on your waist tightens each time the tip of his cock taps at that one spot that caused you to tremble under his touch.
His fingers combed through his hair which seemed to stick to his forehead due to the sheet of sweat that covered his forehead. His brown hues averted down to the space in between the two of your bare bodies. The wonderful sight of seeing his cock inside you nearly drove the man insane. He was stuck in awe as his thrusting stopped just to stare in complete awe at his cum covered cock inside you.
“Carlos—why’d you stop?” You whined as your hips began to impatiently back up upon his cock.
Carlos couldn’t tell which was more of a turn-on—the pornographic sound of heated skin slapping against each other or the wet squelching noises of your juices and his cum each time you rocked back for your ass to be met with his waist. Either or, you were driving him crazy, moving like that.
“You’re so impatient huh?” His hand tangles in your coils to tug you upwards so you can see the view of yourself in the bathroom mirror. “Look at you, so desperate for me. Taking me so well.”
Your teeth nipped at your lower lip now holding back your moans. Stubbornly enough, you didn’t want to give your husband the satisfaction of cockily knowing how wonderfully he was pleasuring enough. You only continued what you were doing—bucking your hips backward onto Carlos’s cock. Your juices stained the inside of your thighs with each rock backward and your moans croaked in your throat continuing to not get Carlos the ego boost on how he was making you feel.
He took notice of that grabbing a hold of your hair once more tugging you closer to his broad chest. Your bare back was pressed against his chest and the thrusting only continued. You were forced to look at yourself in the huge bathroom mirror and you hated to admit how fucked out you were. Your hair that was once neatly done was a disheveled mess on your head. Your mascara that shaded the outline of your beautifully shaped eyes was smeared down your heated cheeks. You could feel Carlos’s breath tickling at the brim of your ear, already expecting some cocky comment to drive you even more insane from him. Once again, your eyes met with his and you felt yourself grow wetter.
“You look so beautiful, mi amor.” His words whispered in your ear and instantly you could feel that tempting core in the pit of your abdomen tightens. You were about to burst and Carlos knew this, just by the way his intoxicating strokes slowed down.
“Carlos...I’m about to—” Your words sounded like a broken record that was playing on a record player. Broken words and pleasurable sobs tremble out of you before you felt the burning pit of your orgasm explode.
You could feel yourself fluttering around Carlos’s cock. Your body went through a group of spasms, body in complete trace while Carlos’s thrusting didn’t stop. You could feel his hand trace your naked body until his fingers found their way in front of you. His fingers were soaked with your essence before he begin to rub your clit in a circular motion. “Let it all out, baby. I know you want to.” He coos in your ear.
And you did just that, another orgasm overcame you just in time to feel the warmth of Carlos’s cum. The thing with your husband is that he adored making sure that you endured every second before both of you came undone from the pleasurable bliss of being intertwined with each other souls. Similar to the quick movement his fingers rubbed on your clit, the wetness that oozed out your body came out quicker. Carlos held you so tightly as you came down from your temporary high of him making you feel like the most important woman in the world. His kisses on the back of your shoulder were so so soft—you could feel his facial hair prickling at your delicate skin.
At this moment you realized that when he left, you could lose him. You appreciated that Carlos was just holding you at the moment, especially given that you were beyond exhausted.
“I’ll return to you Y/N. Won’t leave you in a cruel Carlos-less world.”
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Do you have any rules on what you are ok and not ok on writing about?
Do you mainly do headcannons or scenarios or both?
Thank you!
pretty much both!! now my main rule is that readers are black but if u aren’t that’s completely fine, and i kinda struggle with writing smut….im also not a huge fan of violence or things like assault and stuff like that, but as long as u request within the masterlist, ur fine!!
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asks are open🙈🙈🙈 just sayin
#PLEASE REQUEST IM SO BORED#CHECK MASTERLIST FIRST THO#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen x black reader
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Masterlists
MISC.
RESIDENT EVIL
JUJUTSU KAISEN
MORTA KOMBAT
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