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pixeechix21 · 4 months

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Nerdy!Virgin!König x fem!reader

He’s so quiet in class who would’ve guessed he was so good at making you come. He tries not to hurt you but he’s so big. You take him so well.

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Nerdy!virgin!König is so messy. He didn’t really know how to act, blushing and eager when you first teased that you’d let him hit. He stuttered asking when? You laughed at how shy he was.

He’d always been so quiet in class, and you’d see him in the library occasionally you’d ask for help from him. He’d always help you, making sure you understood 100%. His baby blue eyes looked so pretty when he turned a rosy colour.

He knocked on your door, getting up off your bed, you open it letting the hallway light flood your darkly lit room. His jaw dropped as he saw you standing much smaller than him looking up at him with perfect doe eyes. He had brought you flowers sweetly, closing the door behind him as you take him by the hand to your bed.

His touches were inexperienced but he seemed to learn fast what you liked. He’d drag his tongue up your neck kissing you. He was a virgin but that didn’t mean he didn’t know how to kiss you. Cupping and caressing your tits under your bra. His bulge pressed hard again your lower stomach. “Let me help you,” you sigh as he took a nipple into his mouth. You undone his sweats and he’d taken off his boxers. You grabbed the condom from his hands as he struggled to open it. He was shaking slightly his weight pressing down on the bed. Without taking your eyes off of him to opened the packet. Taking hold of his hard cock, you lick it gently feeling him as he hisses. Tightly you unroll the condom, you relish how he’s tensed under your soft touches. He braces himself, hands caging you in, he strokes himself up and down your soaking cunt. Pushing in slightly at your tight entrance, then pausing at the enthralling sensation. His breathes are heavy as you relax around him taking him inch by inch.

He’s much larger than others, and his girth stretches your walls tantalisingly. You shift your hips to take more of him but his large hand grasps you just below your throat, the other digging painfully into your hip. “O-one second, you’re so tight me in Schazt,” his voice is raspy as he pushes in further. Pausing right on your sweet spot, it’s hard to breathe as he fills you up entirely you don’t know if you can take any more.

“Your- you’re so big König, it hurts,” you whimper nails running down his expansive back.

“I know Engle, you can take it. You look so pretty taking me so well,” he shifts raising one of your legs to his shoulder. Head rolling back as he restarts his thrusts. Slowly at first, but as your moaning and pretty whimpering fills his ears he quicken the pace. “Shit-shiße I’m going to co-“ he stops instantly shaking as an overwhelming feeling collects at the bottom of his spine.

His fingers nonchalantly start to circle your swollen clit, he’d loved eating you out but he truly loves watch you taking him to the hilt, squirming under his teasing touch.

“König please fuck me,” your hand grips his hand as he drags you closer to your climax.

“Come around me first Schazt,” and you do. Your soft walls clench around him eyes rolling to the back of your head. He doesn’t let you collect yourself as he can’t wait any more, he starts to fuck into you viciously like this was what you were both meant to do. He hits your cervix over and over pushing himself all the way in.

“It hurts! Fuck König please-“ you scream and beg as he doesn’t stop. He’s seeing white as you milk him needlessly.

“I know Schazt, I’m sorry- shiße Engle du bust perfekt,” he nuzzles the crook of your neck as tears ruin you mascara. His large body grounds you as you come again and again.

“Please!”

“You’re taking me so well, just a little more,” he strains out. “Like that Engle, this is all yours.”

You kiss he stops instantly, bucking his hip further into you. “Fuu-“ he trails off kissing you and wiping your eyes.

#fem!reader #smut #call of duty #x reader #cod x reader #cod smut #cod konig #konig mw2 #könig x y/n #cod könig #könig x you #könig smut #v!rgin #cod mw2

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pixeechix21 · 4 months

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Naughty List

Sub!pervy!König x fem!reader

'Have you been a bad boy this year?" "Who said anything about letting you come"

Summary: he needs you he’s begging you to let him touch you. Beautiful beautiful man on him knees for you

TW: DOMINANCE, begging, p in v, demanding, just completely raw dogging it, breeding kink (snippet of wt Christmas lunch will be like xx)

Just looking at him beg for you to let him touch you and show how good he can treat you it’s heart warming but he’s left you alone and cold all day.

As a colonel, König had a lot of soldiers depending on him. When he returned home he just wanted to let go.You were there waiting for him, wearing nothing but the skimpiest sluttiest lingerie. Red and strappy.

In the low light of the christmas tree you looked like a feast, and he was a starving man.

Coming to the front of you he murmurs “hello my Schatz,” his eyes big and pleading as he drops to his knees in front of you.

“You missed dinner darling, I was awfully disappointed, I made your favorite,” you shook your head slightly, sipping your Manhattan.

“I’m so sorry Engel, I got caught up at work, some stupid scheiße got in trouble,” he goes on to explain. He takes one foot and starts to message it, pressing deep and reassuringly.

“Do you need me to show him proper punishment, so he will listen?” You take your foot out of his hands as he starts to kiss his way up your bare leg.

“Mmm no, it’s all sorted,” he pressed his lips on your warmed skin.

“That still doesn’t excuse you Koni, I waited so. So long, all lonely and cold,” you say sadly, placing your foot on his chest. Slowly you push him back, “I can’t help but think you’ve been so naughty. I’ve heard you, in the shower without me coming around your hand when you know perfectly well I want you to come in me, tsk. And now-” your leg is fully extended, his hands hook around your legs, holding on. “You’ve been so bad. I’ve had to make myself come, waiting here all worked up,” you say huskily.

He’s practically panting as he watches you open your legs. Through the lace he can see your cunt perfectly. He wants nothing more than to reach out and touch you, please you, show you that he can be a good boy. Leaning back into the couch, your curves are illuminated by the sparkling lights. He babbles out, “I’m sorry mein Schatz, I- i promise i can be good. I’ll come wherever you want.”

“Ooh Koni who said anything about letting you come,” you give him a menacing look, luring him closer like a hopeless pirate to a Siren’s song. He sits between your legs, ready to do anything you ask of him. You lean into him taking his sharp jaw to bring him to you. “Here let me treat you just this once. Can you open your mouth for me darling? That’s it nice and wide,” you instruct him, he follows. Taking a sip of your drink you allow it to sit in your mouth. Then above him you let the spiced liquor fall into his waiting mouth. Once every last drop is drunk, you kiss him. Meeting his searching paws with moans, he grapples at you tugging you to him. Lost in the feeling of finally having him home you allow yourself to be drawn onto his lap.

He’s already hard as you roll your hips feeling him under the thin material. The rough sensation has you seeing white. You admit you had tried to come earlier, and you did but it was König and only König that you wanted to make you truly come. “Engle, please let me fuck you, I need to feel that tight pussy, please,” he moans nipping your neck. You run your hands through his hair, messaging his scalp.

“You feel so tense, so stressed,” you observe, feeling his back muscles tighten.

“Mmhm, please I need you,” he goes on, pressing you down harshly. Rolling you to his rhythm selfishly.

“Such a greedy boy,” teasing you bounced up and down on his erection. “You want me to fuck your dick like this,” each time to you landed softly on his lap he whines, mouth open panting as you tease fucking him.

He nods, his beautiful blue eyes betraying his depravity. You work his pants down below his waist, taking him out.

“Spit.” you lay out your hand in front of him, he spits. Never letting his eyes leave you. Your every movement is too precious to him, he needs to remember everything for those long nights at work. You too spit in your hand, lowering it down. You stroke his cock up and down, teasing him to climax. Oh how pretty he looks as he squeezes his eyes shut trying not to come until you tell him to. “That’s it,” you moan, never stopping as you grind and hump his large thigh. Sweeping your thumb over his pulsing tip you higher yourself. Shifting the panties to the side you guide him through your cunt.

"Schieß mein Liebling, du bist perfekt für mich,” he loses himself. Talking in German, as he feels your pussy coax him ever closer. Taking him into you, you relax your body onto his muscular frame of support. He’s so big that it still takes a moment to adjust to his size and girth. He stretches your tight pussy so painfully well that you create crescents on his shoulders as you start moving up and down. “Du bist so eng, Schatz,” he tosses his head back.

“English König. I want to hear you speak,” you urge him. Your tits bounces in his face he can’t help but take a peaked nipple into his mouth, his free hand gripping the other. Supporting yourself you start to ride him harder, clenching and milking the entirety of his length. Looking down you moan as you see the bulge that his cock makes when he’s so deeply buried inside of you. It makes you so proud, seeing how big he is.

He’s fucking huge, you can feel him push into your cervix, which is virtually impossible with any other man. You want him so bad. Having him fill you to the brim excites you to fuck him harder. Tiring and not wanting to give up, you hold his head into your chest. “Fuck me König, fuck me, I allow you to,” you scream. Holding on for dear life as his primal instincts take over. He fucking you from below and is relentless. “Liebling please can I come in you. I want to fuck you full, and so- deep,” he grunts, sweat mixing together as your bodies slide against eachother. The sound of wet flesh on flesh takes you over the cliff. You scream and moan as you repeat, “yes! yes! yes! fuck me König, fuck me full, show how much of a good boy you are!”

His deep scream mixes with yours as he unloads the pent up yearning. Drilling it deep inside of your core. You can feel all of it as it oozes out of you and around his red cock. You can’t control your legs from shaking. He doesn’t stop, only slows down his pumping, as he comes again. Filling you up twice like the cumbucket you are.

It’s easy to say who’s on the naughty list this year. But why make it feel so good if it’s deemed so bad, make it make sense.

12 Days of Christmas master list

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pixeechix21 · 4 months

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Mc lovin it fee

CW: noncon, somnophilia, cunnilingus, creampie, hints of military discharge, König is a fucking loser.

Sharing quarters with your Colonel isn't bad at all. The behemoth of a man is surprisingly quiet, always spending his free time in the armory and oftentimes simply away in the office as he focuses on planning strategies for missions.

The real reward comes when he's back in the quarters. His rough, calloused hands take an agonizingly slow time to pull down your pajama pants, a sharp exhale always leaving his lips when he sees your perfect ass. He should scold you for wearing underwear that's against the dress code, really, he should— but instead he's pulling out his cock like the disgusting pervert he is, rubbing his leaking tip all over your ass, staining it with the sticky fluid.

He knows it's wrong— fuck, he hates himself for it, but he can't help the way he's so obsessed with you, hard cock slipping between your thighs as he thrusts his hips slowly, biting his tongue to prevent the guttural groans threatening to escape his lips. His hands slip under your shirt, eyes rolling to the back of his head as his thrusts grow slightly faster while his hand grasps at your tit tightly, thankful he exhausts you so much during training so you always sleep like a log, not even realizing your Colonel is fucking your thighs every single night, leaving a mess of cum that he always cleans off before he goes back to his own bed.

Training today was so much worse than any other day, giving it your all to prove your worth as a KorTac soldier. You barely manage to take a short shower to wash off the mud all over your body and hair, mumbling a small "Colonel" as a greeting before your exhausted body hits the bed with a loud thud, falling asleep right after.

König is a fucking loser. He's a filthy, disgusting loser and he knows it, his cock already throbbing as he lets the minutes go by, listening to your soft snores until he makes sure you're in a deep sleep. He has something special planned for today— that's why he was so hard on your squad during training.

He slowly slips out of his bed, sneaking into yours as he watches you closely like a predator ready to pounce, baby blue eyes fully focused on your sleeping face for a few minutes before he finally gets to work. He's lucky you fell asleep on your back, managing to slip your underwear and pajama pants off of you easily, calloused hands opening your legs enough to see your cunt. It's his first time seeing it, taking his time to admire it before he lays down in bed, lifting his sniper hood and balaclava enough to be able to taste you.

His long tongue darts out, teasingly licking your slit before he's full-on lapping at your cunt, tongue swirling around and flicking against the sensitive skin. His hands grip your thighs tightly, holding your legs open while he devours your pussy like a man starved, half-lidded eyes now fully rolling to the back of his head as your unconscious body responds to his touch, tasting the grool lubricating your cunt.

He could cum just by eating you out, shit— he was actually pretty close, but that'd be a waste. He hesitantly lets go of your cunt once you're wet enough, licking his lips and tasting you one last time before he gets on his knees, positioning his tip on your entrance. He knows he's fucking big— 8 inches of pure thickness, veins running alongside his shaft while his wet tip pokes out of his foreskin—, so he's careful. It's almost agonizing for him the way he has to be slow while sinking into you, a low groan coming out of his lips when he's able to bottom out.

He has to take a deep breath and stay still to avoid cumming, the way your walls tighten around his fat cock is enough to almost make him cum, but he doesn't want it to go to waste— no, not yet. Who knows when's the next time he'll be able to tire you out this much during training, and he's not waiting any longer. His hips start moving against yours, starting slow before he's building a rhythm he likes, practically slamming into you while his baby blue eyes focus on your pretty face.

He wants to whisper pure filth into your ear, to tell you how much he hopes he gets you pregnant so you can be his pretty little wife in Austria, how he wants to have all of you for the rest of his life, but he has to hold back to avoid waking you up. His hand goes up to lift your shirt enough to reveal your tits, back bending as he goes down, circling your nipple with his tongue before fully latching onto it, sucking hard on it while his cock goes in and out of your sopping cunt.

Your body betrays you even while you're sleeping, tightening up around him and practically begging for his cum. His eyes roll to the back of his head and he sucks on your tit more, using it to muffle the deep moan threatening to escape his lips when he buries his cock all the way in, emptying his balls into your cunt. He hesitantly lets go of your nipple and slowly pulls out, planting a trail of kisses down your stomach until he reaches your core, tongue darting out to lick the mess of your grool and his cum until the evidence of his disgusting act is gone, planting one last kiss on your clit before he slips you back into your underwear and pajama pants, taking one last look at your sleeping face before he gets back into his own bed.

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pixeechix21 · 4 months

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Let it Snow❄️☃️

Keegan x fem!reader

Quick snapshot, cute moment becomes hot n heavy as he hold you close to him not letting you go

Also we just need more Keegan 😌💕

Tw: oral, PRAISE slight DEgradation, spontaneous, car sex/public

~❄️❄️❄️~

It’s snowing! It’s snowing! You rush out side in barely enough to cover you, your too excited to worry about the cold. Running out you smile widely and laugh giving out loud “wooo!s” he’s out there with you crouching over.

You smack his ass laughing evilly at him exclaiming “hey what the hell!” He turns around swiftly throwing the snowball right at you. You can’t stop laughing and throwing the snowballs.

Exhausted and somehow sweating you stand in the middle of the snow covered road tongue stuck out trying to catch the snow flakes. Coming up to you he lightly takes hold of your jaw and sticks his tongue out licking yours. “Eww!” You shove him off, but he just takes you and holds you closer.

“Oooh now you think I’m disgusting?” Keegan’s voice is playful teasing as he wraps you up in his jacket. Looking up definitely, “oh yes very,” you smile broadly.

“Would it be disgusting if I just,” he leans in tongue stuck out. You try to lean back hands pushing on his chest,

“I might just liiii-“

“Ewww! Stop it!” You squeal happily. Keegan licks your face then as you squirm. Then as he did so you take his face with your cold hands and kiss him. Kissing him so deeply that you steal his warmth. His tongue in your mouth tasting the hot chocolate. Inside his coat it’s warm, hot growing intense. Bodies flushed together, holding each other so that you don’t slip on the ice. He sways you both causing you to lose footing, landing right into the freshly fallen snow.

He lifts you up onto him, taking your mouth. Clouds of hot breaths puff around you. As frozen hands go under layers messaging and touching the heated skin of each other.

Breaking apart he looks at your lips, heavy lidded, “disgusting huh?” teasing he runs his thumb over your bottom lip.

“Mmhm very,” your lips brush against his as you smile eyes gleaming as you gaze into his.

“Show me just how disgusting you can be?” Keegan says darkly. His hands cupped your ass.

“Yeah?” You smirk eyes looking beautifully at him, he almost forgets how to breathe. You start to kiss your way to his neck. As your hands sneak between his bottom layers, finding his cock squeezing it and you run your finger over its tip.

“I’m cold,” he hisses holding you tighter.

“Then let me warm you up,” your stomach swirls with excitement as he lifts you up.

“Where are you taking me!” You squirm again s he hauls you to the back of the car. Laying you inside he, he shuts the door. “Lift your shirt I want to see you,” lifting the shirt he takes one of you hard nipples in his mouth twirling and twisting. Shifting between you giggle as he comes to sit up, with your bottom half off. He’s hard under you, and some truly disgusting thoughts come over you. The car steams as his cock fills you.

“Ride me! Just like that you’re doing so fucking good,” Keegan’s encouraging you, letting you ride him vigorously chasing your high.

“Keegan you feel so big-“ you gasp and you both rock the whole car. Keegan holds you so close crushing your soft body to his.

“Such a good disgusting whore, fucking me like this,” he nips at your bare skin. Panting as you lean back taking him to the hilt.

Outside the moaning is may heard over the howling of the wind. If I’m wrapped in your arms, feeling you deep inside me then I say let it snow let it snow.

#fem!reader #smut #call of duty #x reader #cod x reader #keegan russ x reader #keegan x reader #cod keegan #keegan p russ #keegan #cod smut #cod mw2 #12 days of christmas

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pixeechix21 · 4 months

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I’m afraid to be what I will become

#original poem #poems and poetry #poetry #writers on tumblr #the fuck #writblr #writing

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Mr grinch🎄

Simon/keegan/konig (whoever you want baby😉😙) x fem!reader

Summary: hate hate hate, loooove, hate hate… He hated Christmas but good god he loved the pathetic sounds coming from you.

Tw: edging, dom/sub, riding, sit not fucking hoover, praise, eating you out like Christmas dinner, p in v, ORAL, fucking n fun times😊💕

You had been making dinner when he came home to see you dancing and singing to his playlist. Twirling around you sing with the spoon, he smiles ear to ear to see you wearing your apron with nothing underneath. He comes to you, holding your waist, swinging side to side. He pulls you in closer, feeling your soft body press up against his chest. “I’ve missed you luv,” he kisses you liking the sauce from your lips.

“Bad day?” You say kissing him back before turning to the pasta. His hands hold you from behind as he rest his head over yours.

“One could say that. Someone decided to decorate my weapons locker with Christmas lights,” he groans, pressing himself into your back.

“Probably Soap,” you laugh. “You should just enjoy the Christmas cheer at this point, he’ll never stop,” you breathe out as his hand cups your breast, feeling him pressed against your lower back.

“Not until someone convinces me otherwise luv,. As with Soap he’ll get payback soon enough,” He ducks his head to your shoulder, nibbling it.

“Someone? How about you go to the bedroom? Don’t do anything,” you face him, arching your back as he pulls you in, your hand runs between his pants and boxers. Biting your lips to hide your smile as you watch him smirk, smack your ass before heading upstairs.

You turn off the stove and let him wait. Creeping up into the en suite you take your sweet time.

Through the cracked door he has full view of you in the mirror. Undoing the apron he can see all of you. No matter how many times and for how long he’s see you, he will never grow old of how you look; who you are.

His blood starts to pump down, as he watches you turn on the shower, water running down you. Down between the peaks of your breasts, down to between your legs. He can’t help his hands to go down to release the growing stiffness in his pants. Watching as your hand washes your soft skin, caressing your tits, light moan float in the steaming air. His breathing deepens as he observes as your fingers move in and out.

You revel at catching him watching your mouth slightly open. You worker harder, circling and moaning louder.

He’s entranced as he hears you coming while he grows harder with every second.

Watching you come out of en-suite in a small towel. His trust rising and falling rapidly. Once in front of the bed edge, you let the towel fall to the floor lightly.

“I can get with the holiday season, all right, “his eyes glamorous he can see you perfectly. Coming onto the bed you climb over hand skill and doing his belt. He shifts up against the head as you takeoff his pants. “Sit back baby let me help you with the bad day,” you kiss him, following his happy trail up past tattooed abdomen to his neck. He runs his hands down your body as you bite and lightly pull on his bottom leg. His groans rumble in his chest, feeling you sit comfortably on his throbbing member.

He’d wanted to hold you all day. Daydreaming about how gorgeous you look bent over as he ran into you. Especially after you sent him that video, in the new set he bought you, playing with yourself teasing him. He’s been hard all day., becoming more pained as he rewatched the video, helplessly.

Your hair smells like strawberries and all of a sudden that’s his favourite fruit. “It was so bad of you to send me that. He talks your ass the sting, shooting electricity deep within your core. “I had you stuck in my head all – “ slap, “-day.” Balloons. You kiss him and suck his hot skin marking his neck purple. Humping his lap needing as he continues, “if only I could’ve had you right then and there in the meeting in front of everyone. I’d fucked and filled you full love, and I just let everyone watch, “he sounds lustful his hold becoming firmer. His hand dives down to your entrance, you whine as his large finger start to stretch you out. “Look at you wet at the thought of,” he fingers your hole, feel clench around him. As if he knew he stopped just as you started riding his fingers so that you could finish.

“No, no princess. I had to wait all day, unable to help my blue balls. Now it’s your turn,” he shifts the both of you flat on the bed.

Breathing is nonexistent as kiss, passionately. Breaking Your thumb across your swim lips. Let’s put it, demands “sit on my face “taking your hips, positioning your legs to either side of his head. Too scared to sit down, you helper. His hands clamped down on your hips and forced you down.

“I said fucking sit,” he growls, against your sensitive spot.

“But-”

“I said fucking sit, so I can make you forget how to walk love,”he doesn’t let you hover, forcing your full weight on his face. “If I tap twice that’s the only time you can get off. Understood?”

As you’re saying yes, he’s in you. Licking and sucking around, and, and across your clit. he’s too much. You feel his tongue entered you laughing at your juices. You’re a mess. You don’t care anymore, whether you’re hovering or suffocating him. You ride his face, quickening in peace. Holding onto the headboard with both hands “please – I’m so close – fuck – oh God, I’m so close – I’m gonna I’m gonna –”you whine and exclaim, tossing your head back. Movement slow as he hears you, playing with the intensity; pulse of frustration comes over. “It hurts – please – I need to!” you let out I screwed shot.

As you calm down, his freehand comes behind and starts again. His light sucking paired against his fingers curling inside you to hit your sweet spot makes you blind with ecstasy. He repeats it all over again.

Looking down at him, you catch the dark smile in his eyes. “It’s so painful, I’m begging, please let me come,” can’t stop your begging, with the way your clit is throbbing against his purring he left you up and down back to his lap. Your legs are shaking heavily as you put onto your back.

“If you’re gonna come, it’s going to be around my fucking cock.” His words are soft, reassuring. Almost.

He relishes in seeing tear up as he stretches your type pussy. You’re taking him so well, even when you’re so worked up.

The lack of stimulation and relief from your clit hurts wonderfully. It’s intoxicating how good the feeling of pain can be. One foot over his shoulder he can watch as you bounce up and down, moaning his name sweetly. You feel his large, hot hand, press down on your lower stomach as he fucks you hard faster.

“No, no, I’m gonna come, I can’t control it, “you say, panicked an overwhelming feeling washes over you.

“ lThats. Let it out come on, I need to feel you milk.“ he says groaning, he holds himself back. You listen to him relaxing as you finally get to climax. You scream his name so loud, it makes him proud. You clench and pulls it around his cock as he doesn’t stop his continuous breath.

Pulling out heat jerks into his hand, his moaning rings in your ears. “Y/n, shit y/n! Christ!”

Hearing him lose it coming all over you, makes you want to go another round, but you’re shattered at the aftermath of what just proceeded. Taking the towel he cleans you up. Holding each other, he realised Christmas wasn’t all that bad after all.

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pixeechix21 · 5 months

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Giving or Receiving this Giver or Receiver that.

SHIT! if you saw the numbers of TikTok’s I send my besties compared to how many they send me?!

Oh baby I’m a GIVER all the way! Is and always will be a GIVER

#idek anymore #wtf #the giver #tiktok #funny content #inner thoughts #fr #just girly thoughts

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pixeechix21 · 5 months

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I made a meme. And yes, based off my experience while writing CoD smut

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All I want for Christmas 🎄

Simon!Ghost!Riley x fem!reader 12 days of Christmas

Summary: It's your turn to sit on Santa's lap. Tell him what you want and maybe he's feeling giving enough to grant you your wish.

TW: nothing really just good old smut, with some role play?, n sweet names and praise the usual 😊💕

I'm sorry but what the heck is this man doin in this gif?? 🤨

You promised your best friend you wouldn’t get that drunk. But after hearing the 141 boys were hosting a Christmas party you couldn’t help yourself.

Dancing and chatting with your friends, you abruptly hear clapping and jeers. Entering the room is a dressed up Price. You and the girl's dog whistle him as he walks past. “Red looks good on you Simon,” you cheer.

Johnny had managed to coerce Simon to dress up as Father Christmas. Placing him on the “throne” near the karaoke machine. “Come up! Come up everyone! Santa’s lap is open for all. Don’t miss your chance lassies and you Gaz I ya lookin’ at him!” Everyone lifts their cheers as Gaz is shoved to the front. Smiling widely, Simon’s cheerful eyes meet yours. He winks subtly, making your stomach flip and turn.

Gaz does his theatrics, sitting on his lap and fake fanning his face in excitement. He leaves, giving Simon a sloppy kiss on the cheek, “thank you thank you! I promise I’ve been good!”

“Somehow I doubt that,” Simon shoves him off jokingly. Keeping his eyes on you Simon opens his legs leaning back and patting it, “for you,” he mouths.

Jonny sees you in your costume. You’d lost a bet and had to dress up as a slutty elf. “Maybe Santa’s elf wants to finally sit on the throne,” he comes to you, you weakly attempt to back away. From behind you’re shoved into his arms . He takes you to Simon, excitedly. Sitting on his lap, Simon snakes his hand around your waist. Johnny is about to open his mouth ready to make a joke but Simon beats him to it. “That’s enough Soap, now fuck off.” He doesn't spare him another glance.

Sitting there on his lap, you pray he can’t feel heartbeat. “So, tell me, have you been good, my sweet?” His tone has changed, low and private between the two of you. Your hand loops around his neck running your nails through his hair. If it wasn’t for the loud music and chatting crowd you swear you would have heard him groan. “I’ve tried to be,” you sit up further on his lap, “I’ve tried to be a good girl, just for you,’ you whisper, he looks hungrily at your soft lips.

“Is there anything you want this year, since you’ve been on your best behavior?” His thumb starts to draw lazy circles on your exposed inner thigh. Close, so dangerously close, you lightly clench your thighs.

“There is one thing you could give me,” you don’t recognize your own sultry voice. Glad everyone is too drunk to notice.

“Mmm. What’s that my sweet?” he inhales as he pushes away your hair, leaving your neck exposed. You inhale shakily.

“You.” you let out weakly melting into his increasingly possessive grip. You’re without a doubt that he can feel your heartbeat throbbing, on his leg.

“I didn’t hear you my little elf,” his hand inches up, under the mini skirt.

“I- i want- you.” you place your hand on his muscled chest.

“Me too darling,” he doesn’t waste time scooping you up in a bridal hold. He gets up leaving the room smiling at Soap as you two pass by. Over his shoulder you see Johnny’s shocked expression, mouth wide open.

Simon is on a mission, he bursts through an office door. Shutting it he adjusts your legs to wrap around his waist. He captures your lips between his, crashing into you removing all air from your lungs. You sink into him, inhaling his deep kisses. Your hands scratch all over his body trying to take off his ridiculous clothes. “God y/n,” he kisses hot trails across your collarbone.

“I need you Si. I need you in me,” you whine as he helps you undo his belt. You’re so wet against his palm, his index and middle finger running along you sweet cunt.

“I know, I can feel you,” he pinches lightly the growing bud of your clit. A shot of fireball couldn’t compare to the dizziness that fogs your mind. You buck and moan beautifully in his ear. “Don’t want the others to see how bad you’ve been,” he takes out his cock, running himself up and down. Slapping your clit you jolt at the sharp sensation. He moves the panties to the side. “Let me give you what you want luv. Relax for me,” biting his neck, his enlarged tip pushed past your entrance. “Take it, it’s just for you my sweet,” he pants as one hand supports your ass, the other caging you in, hand on door.

Using his powerful muscles he fucks you. You tighten your grip on his shoulders and sinch his waist. “Fuck- Simon- I need you,” head resting on his shoulder, you kiss his neck refraining the loud whines from falling past your lips.

“That’s it baby, it’s all yours,” he growls. And you do, you take every fucking painful inch of his throbbing cock. Hitting the sweet spot deep within you.

“Simon,” you moan, clawing at him. He doesn’t stop. The friction of your panties stimulate your clit. You fuck him back, taking his lips with yours. Licking, biting, breathing messily. Your climax overcomes every single muscular control you hold. Sighing into his mouth he sucks your hot whining. He’s not far behind you as he jerks, coming as he feels you around him.

Setting you down gently he steadies you, before you can stumble. Putting your panties back as you help zip his trousers.

Flushed and tired, you figure it’d be best to go to bed. Holding you close he walks you to your room, always alert.

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pixeechix21 · 5 months

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Sometimes I don't believe I know this many words.

#funny post #inner thoughts #im cryin #lol #writblr #writing #writers on tumblr #writers and poets #writer things

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pixeechix21 · 5 months

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Baby it's cold outside

Matteo Riddle x fem!reader (12 days of Christmas)

‘trust me the way i think of you, i wouldn’t say I think of you like a little sister’ he spits out darkly, trapping me.

TW: cnc, questionable, tense, angst, BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND, ‘trust me the way i think of you, i wouldn’t say I think of you like a little sister’ he spits out darkly

Break it down baby: You’re Draco’s little sister by one year. You’re not really allowed to be there at the party, but playing with Matteo is your favourite pass time. Tongues are loosened and secrets are spilled. It’s cold and it wouldn’t hurt anyone, in the dark it can all remain a secret.

***

Driving up the long wooded drive the massive stark manor that lay solemnly in the middle of a field. The dark windows glistened like onyx as the growing snow danced down. I run out heading straight for the house so that the boys don’t get any ideas about throwing snowballs at me. The house elves had unpacked everything so creeping down that large mahogany staircase on the way to steal some food you overheard the voices in the main room.

“Hello Reginold,” I say, patting the face of the stag’s head hanging up in the hallway. Trying my best I quieted my footsteps on the checkered floor, walking on my tiptoes. “They won’t be here for two days, we can throw it away tomorrow and they'll clean it that night,” one deep voice murmurs.

“Mmm yeah what about her?”

“She’s my sister, I'll make her stay upstairs and get one of you to look out for her,” Draco says, sending a wave of irritation through my body. Insolent little rat, I think. I press my ear onto the door.

“No way Draco, why do we have to look after your little sister,” Tom says calmly, annoyed.

“Yeah I’m not doing it, maybe Blaze?” Theo interjects. Arethey seriously discussing who’s going to be guard dogging me?!?

“Yeah he’d love to, he’s had a small thing for her since beginning of term,”

“Eww Riddle I don’t want to hear it!” Draco says dramatically.

“I’ll do it. Blaze wouldn’t know how to control the half of her,” Matteo’s deep nonchalant voice rings in my ears. Heart racing. See now this doesn't sound so bad, I think realizing that I’d be able to spend time with him.

“Great! Theo can you tell everyone it’ll be winter wonderland themed or something,” Draco claps.

“We’ve finished the drinks, I’ll go get some,” I hear footsteps on the carpet, nearing the door. Oh Merlin. I step away hastily trying to find a hiding spot. I duck behind my great great great grandfather’s suit of armor, peeking out to see Matteo standing right in front of me smirking. “Hello princess, decided to wear a suit of armor instead of a gown? Very dashing,” his accent dripped in amusement, as I stepped out and averted my eyes.

“Yes you look dashing too, with the-the..” I look down then back to him. “The gray sweatpants,” I blush and heat up as he steps closer.

“Like what you see? Then I’m guessing you wouldn’t mind that you can’t go to the party,” he was a step in front of me. I glare up at him, pouting, and crossing my arms. “I don’t need to be babysitted like your little sister Riddle.” I bite out.

“Well call it something else, because I do not see you as my little sister,” the way he says the words with so much disgust, i feel taken aback. He’d always treated me like Draco’s little annoying sister and now he can’t bear to think of me like that?

“Fine. You’re his little guard dog,” my level of anger simmering down as a different type of heat grows and heats my body.

“That’s where you’re wrong, I’m your guard dog,” he locks me in. “And I won’t be taking my eyes off you, all night.” His breath washes over me, smelling of bourbon. They’ve definitely raided my father's bar.

“I’m still going, you can’t stop me,” I tried one last time to one up him. I catch a glimmer in his eyes that passes away in a millisecond. He wanted to do something he shouldn’t.

“Okay I won’t stop you,” you smile happily until he finishes, “i can fight.” If I was insane I’d have walked away, but his proximity, how i can tell that he never lies, and I’ve seen how he finishes someone off my body physically can’t help the shivers that run through me. Washing every nerve in a molten emotion. His eyes dart from one to the other then without further talk walks away leaving me there, hot with a wetness between my thighs.

***

Someone really needs to show the DJ what real music is. The house is full of pupils from Hogwarts crowd the stairway and the majority of the downstairs. I can feel him trailing me as I wind through people, saying hello and catching up with others. Having had enough I stop abruptly and confront him, “I was just joking about needing a babysitter, fuck off and find someone else Matteo,” without listening to me he takes my drink out of my hand and takes a sip, never letting a single emotion show. “Sure you don’t princess” is all he says before brushing past me.

I’ve managed to avoid the wrath of Draco so far, and no one’s minded that I take some drinks. Just as I start to feel my head swim. Talking to Pansy I see in the corner of my eye Matteo kissing a girl like there’s no tomorrow. It infuriates me, I know I have no right but. But as I watch his hands touch this girl up and down I wish it was me.

I spot a boy from potions that I’d had a minor crush on. Stumbling, I approach him, “Jack oh my god,” I say flirtingly smiling at him. Let's put the so-called fighting to a test. “Hey pretty how’s the drinks treating you,” he laughs to his friends, they all have their greedy eyes on me. I push back the barf. I loop a hand over his neck, pulling him close, “you know what’s hilarious?”

“No, tell me, maybe somewhere more private?” He doesn't smell pretty like Matteo. God I need to get him out of my head.

He’s like a snake just like his father. “Mmm, we should have a guard dog following me,” I pointed my thumbs over my shoulder to him. Then that’s when through my haze I feel disgusted at this boy, as his hand touches my ass. I try to push away from him but he doesn’t.

Matteo’s shadow is behind me and the look of pure fear dawns on Jack’s face. He immediately lets go, backing away until he’s at a safe distance.

“Really wanted to see if you could fight, why’d you scare them off?” I huff as he comes to the front of me. His eyes are hooded and lips slightly swollen.

“I bet you did, better luck next time,” he takes the grip of my elbow and steers me away. I pick up a drink upon passing a tray and swing it back.

I’ve already dug six feet under might as well dig to hell.

I try to pull back as we climb the stairs, but he’s insistent. Tripping over the carpeted step he catches me. His arms felt right, they felt perfect as they held me safely. His hair was ruffled and I wanted to run my fingers through it. “Careful,” he says, looking only at my lip glossed lip. I push him off and stumble ahead, laughing like a lunatic. “Why are you laughing, crazy?” He bounds up to meet me, stopping in front of me. “Because..” I trail off swinging on the stair’s post.

“Mmhm?” he smile flashes as he steps one stair up looking up at me so prettily. God! Why is he so fucking pretty it’s not fair?!

“You have to promise not to tell anyone okay? Not even Theo,” he looks at me confused then laughs.

“Theo?” He confirms.

“Yes, okay Theo so shhhh!” I heavily lift my finger to push it up onto his lips. They’re soft, on the verge of chapped. “I secretly like him. Like like him. Like I just want him to…” I drift off almost falling backwards down the stairs. He’s quick and catches me before the tipping point. As he puts me up right.

“Theo? You like Theo?” He sounds angry, jealous.

“No silly, I like you but you- oop-” He looks so confused as I continue to giggle my hand over my mouth as I catch myself..

“Me- why would I tell Theo-”

“Cause you two are like peas in a pod. But god it’s you that I want Riddle, god how much i want you,” I roll my eyes as if it’s common sense.

I blush at the thought of what I truly want him to do, what I want to do to him.

I reach my bedroom door and he stops me from opening it, I turn around smiling, biting down on my lip.

“What.” One step closer. “Do.” his hand lightly touches my waist. “You. want me to do?” it comes out grated with unspoken lust.

“I need to go to bed,” I twist the door knob and let us both in.

“Rather convenient for you,” he enters without a welcome. I get a sudden flash of heat and the sparkly dress is too itchy. I reach behind my back grasping at the zipper.

“Help me.” I say whining at the irritation of feeling claustrophobic. His shadow is behind me once again slowly he pulls the zipper down. Cold fingers working their way down my bare back, I shiver at the sensation.

The second it's off I sigh in complete relief, “hank merlin, you’re my savior,” I lift the sheets and scoot in. Closing my eyes I start to drift off until I hear him walking to the door, “Wait Riddle.” He pauses, “please it’s cold outside,” I lift one side and wait for him to climb in.

He does reluctantly. Tense as he comes close to me. His body heat radiates off of him in soothing waves. I curl closer to him, humming as I hold him.

Too drunk to care, I sink into the spinning darkness. Leg swung over his waist. He took my leg with one hand, running it up and down lazily.

I look up at him in the dark training my finger down his jaw. His hand comes to my ass, squeezing it testingly. I wiggle my ass, I can feel him under me, as he shifts me to the top. “I want you to do so many things,” I finally mumbled before falling asleep.

***

Matteo’s POV:

Her weight is fully on me. Her last words ringing in my head, she truly knows how to drive me crazy. It’s too late to leave, and also I don’t want to leave. Her soft skin is warm as my hand wanders up and down. I shouldn’t, I think as my hand dips to feel her panties. It’s been a while since she's fallen asleep. She keeps letting out small whimpers, and grinding ever so slightly up and down my shaft. I can’t help the blood coursing to my cock. It’s painful how much I want to fuck her.

How she had openly admitted to wanting me was tyranny. So close yet forbidden to touch, like a perfect marble statue in a locked museum.

Slowly putting my hand in between her panties I bite down a groan as I feel her soft folds open for my fingers, coating them in her wetness. This little whore is dreaming about sex, I can feel it. I pause momentarily to hear if there’s any more shifting. Heart pounding in my ears, I continue going up and down every now and again circling her clit. I feel her as her body responds to me, throbbing and becoming wetter. My cock pushes up against her stomach, to relieve myself I push one finger into her cunt. It’s warm and instantly clenches around me, eating me up begging for more.

“How bad do you want me princess?” I whisper, kissing her neck and sucking it. You moan grinding into my fingers without even knowing it. I threw my head back into the pillow. The dizziness, the pounding of my head, my cock, the way you feel on fingers it’s too much. With my free hand, I unzip my pants, taking my cock out. It’s so cold in this room, that the house elves must’ve forgotten to turn the fire on. I position my cock at your entrance. Like a good princess, you open your legs allowing me to enter you better.

You really were dreaming about him filling up, it felt so real.

I nearly came at the first feeling of your cunt wrapping around my cock and the small in and outs that your hips rolled. “Matteo do it,” you moan, gripping me closer to you. In the fog of tiredness, you squint open watching me, I spot you and capture your open lips in a kiss. My tongue opens your mouth and explores you.

I push myself all the way in, then draw out. I pause with every movement to make sure you're okay, you accept me so openly. Without hesitation.

I moan quietly into the silent room. It’s euphoric finally being able to have you. All those years of having to use my hand or other girls to replace you, it was torture. I use your hips to roll and bounce on my dick, like a good doll that does what she’s meant to.

“Fuck- that’s God- You feel so p-perfect- your going to make me come-” I whisper not able to contain my control.

Your whimpers are music to my ears. Your body’s so responsive, already you're close to your climax, clenching and milking my cock, not a single thought in that pretty head of yours. I shiver ever so slightly. All you can hear is the wet sounds of me pumping in and out of your dripping cunt. You place small wet kisses on my hot neck.

I move quicker my moans restrained as my hot sticky come spills out of me. Luckily I pulled out before. To avoid a greater mess I lift you to rest on the other side. I message you lightly drifting back to sleep as you act like a cockwarmer. Because baby it’s cold outside. And I don't care if they'll talk.

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