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kolsmikaelson · 18 days

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AND THEN THERE WERE THREE…

NOTES — just saw challengers today and absolutely needed to write smth for these two! only used a gif of art because theres none of the two of them and almost none for patrick </3, i’m a little rusty with smut so bare with me

WARNINGS — 18+ content mdni, slight challengers 2024 spoilers, fem!reader, kinda dom!art, pure smut/little plot, art/patrick interactions, talk of previous art/patrick sexual encounters, spit play, oral (m receiving), tit sucking, dirty talk, mentions of anal, little bit of aftercare, not proofread, lmk if i forgot anything!

REQUEST — Pls write a smut fic with reader and Art fucking in the hotel room (with Patrick watching) and reader asking if Patrick can join them and ofc Art can’t say no because he finds the idea of this super hot. Maybe reader makes Art and Patrick make out like in the movie 👀

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None of you were too sure how exactly this had started. You, Art, and Patrick had stumbled back into their hotel room after leaving the beach, each of you finding your own place to sit after Patrick opened up a beer, took a swig, and passed the can to you. You’d taken a seat closer to Art, having naturally gravitated towards him more so than Patrick. And quickly, you and Art were making out, leaving Patrick to watch.

You blamed the beer. And the fact that you found both Art and Patrick incredibly hot. One minute you’re at a party, dedicated to your best friend, Tashi Duncan, and the next you’re sitting on the beach being invited back to the guys’ hotel room, and the next after that, Art is stripping you of your clothes while Patrick takes a seat leaned up against the wall opposite the foot of the bed.

“Can I-” He begins, fingers fiddling with the hem of your shirt, desperation clear in his eyes. At your nod, Art quickly yanks your shirt over your head and immediately pulls your body flush against his. He’s planting soft, wet kisses up and down your neck as his fingers work the back of your bra. His eyes widen the moment it drops to the ground.

Giving you a moment's glance he quickly sucks one nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking and biting. Feeling as though he’s neglected the other one, he pinches and tugs on the opposite nipple, smiling around the one in his mouth at the moans you let out.

“Yeah, baby? You like this? Me with your tits in my mouth and my best friend jerking off while watching us?”

For a moment, you’d forgotten about Patrick. Your eyes shoot open, landing on him instantly. The sight of him, slouched against the wall, his hand already wrapped around his cock, with his eyes fixated on both you and Art. He looked so hot, you weren’t sure how you’d forgotten that he was even there.

“Mhm, ‘s hot.” you admitted, turning Arts face back to you, tugging his bottom lip back into your mouth. The blond pushes you back onto the beds that were pushed together - Patrick’s idea if anyone were to ask - and begins kissing up your stomach only stopping long enough to kiss each of your nipples. He grabs your face, pushing his fingers into your cheeks, making you open your mouth, before letting a large glob of spit fall from his mouth into yours.

“Swallow.” He smiles when you do so without complaint, even going as far as to look as if you wanted him to do it again.

Patrick moans at that, louder than before. Sure he and Art had messed around before, when they were both single and bored and needed a good fuck, that wasn’t new, but hearing that commanding tone in the blonds voice sent a shiver down his spine.

“God, that was hot.” Patrick sighs, laughing when Art gives him the finger.

“Fuck off, Patrick.” Both of them know he doesn’t mean it, if he wasn’t wanted there, you or Art would’ve said something, but you didn’t. whether Art knew it or not, both you and he wanted him to stay, and keep watching.

At some point during that interaction, you weren’t sure when exactly, Art had shed his pants and underwear. He was dragging the tip up and down your slit, up and down, stopping every few seconds to slap your clit with it. When your eyes finally landed on his length, it made your jaw drop. He was big, bigger than you’d seen before, he was long and girthy with veins running along the bottom of it.

He slowly slides into you, admiring the look of pure bliss on your face. He’d never seen anyone look so angelic. The closest comparison he could make was how Patrick looked when he’d first given him a blow job. He wouldn’t call the look on Patrick's face angelic perse, but it was hot, really hot. The reminder of that, and the way you’ve begun clenching around him, spurs him into you. His hips snapping into yours, his heavy balls hitting your ass with each thrust. It was unlike anything either of you had felt before.

I want him to join.

You weren’t sure that the words had actually left your mouth until the blond on top of you stopped his thrusts, looking into your eyes for a moment.

“That what you want, baby?” He murmurs, kissing sloppily up and down your neck, shivers running through your entire body at his touch. His fingers falling to your clit, flicking at it. The pleasure was almost enough to make you forget that he’d even asked a question.

Almost.

“Please,” Even in your fucked out state, you couldn’t help but want more.

“Come on, Zweig. You heard her.” Patrick grins, hopping to his feet, although slightly hesitant. He wasn’t sure where to go, or what to do. But his nerves dissolved the moment Art turned around, and gave him that look, one that he knew meant that everything would be okay. It meant that he just needed to get over himself and have a good time, everything would work out. After that he’s on the move towards you, giving Art a harsh slap to the ass as he goes past him, laughing when Art swats back at him.

Patrick all but flies onto the bed, having kicked his underwear off the moment he stood up, and his shirt is long gone, a mix of yours, his, and Arts clothes are scattered around the hotel room, sure to have lost at least one thing. But none of you had it in you to care, too overwhelmed with pleasure. Your mouth opens before he’s even fully on the bed, but he gets the message, quickly positioning his tip in front of your mouth, thrusting a few times before losing control and fucking your throat.

The three of you move in tandem for minutes, or maybe it was hours, Art would thrust into you, rubbing your clit with his fingers, while Patrick would be pulling himself out of your mouth at the same time. It felt as though this was a regular occurrence, as though it were normal. And god did you hope it would become a normal thing. The three of you, together, making each other feel good.

Tapping Patricks thigh lightly, you hum happily when he pulls out of your mouth, giggling at how quickly he begins to check and make sure you’re okay.

“What? What’s wrong? Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” The words come out of his mouth at lightning speed and it’s difficult for you to understand, but Art had and his thrusts slowed to a stop, hands leaving your body, giving you a questioning look as if repeating everything his friend had just said.

“I’m fine baby,” And then you say something neither of them could quite hear.

“Gotta speak up for us, sweetheart. Can’t do what you want us to do otherwise.” That comes from Patrick, Art nodding along with him.

“Want you two to kiss.” The words fly out of your lips and you’re suddenly shy, pressing your face into Patricks thigh, nipping at it softly.

Both men smirk at you before making eye contact with each other, giving a subtle nod.

“Well c’mon man, you know how I like it.”

The combination of Arts words, his sudden thrusts and Patrick taking it upon himself to flick at your clit, push you over the edge. The power of your orgasm makes your legs shake, your mind empty of anything this isn’t you, Patrick, or Art.

They’re still kissing, it’s all teeth and tongue and spit. It’s messy, and it only stops long enough for Arts mouth to fall open, moans spilling out as he comes inside of you, hot spurts of his come flooding your insides, leaving a white ring around the base of his cock as he fucks you through both of your orgasms.

At this point, Patrick has taken a step back, and is watching again. He’s stroking himself with one hand, squeezing just right and out of nowhere, Art reaches out, cupping the dark haired man's balls, tugging and rubbing on them just the way Patrick likes. The added pleasure sends him crashing over the edge, he barely has the time to move and aim his cum to where you and Art are connected, spilling himself all over your cunt and Arts cock.

Art pulls out and the three of you fall into a pile of heavy breathing, sweat, spit, and cum on the beds pushed into the middle of the room. Once you all catch your breath, Patrick is the first to speak.

“Wow.” It was simple, but it made you all burst out laughing.

“Wow, indeed.” you murmur, pressing a kiss to his pec, turning to do the same to Art.

“That was fucking hot.” Arts words make you all giggle yet again.

“Okay,” Patrick leans you into Art and pushes himself off of the bed, “‘m gonna get you two cleaned up, be right back.” He reassures you, hearing you whine at losing his presence. He comes back with a warm washcloth in hand, and a small cup of water in his other. He hands the water to Art motioning for him to take a drink and then give you some as well, while he bends at the waist, resting his knees on the floor and taking the cloth to your core, cleaning you as gently as he could before moving onto Art. Tossing the cloth to the corner of the room he pulls both you and Art into his embrace, enjoying the quiet for a moment before you break the silence.

“Round two? Whoever makes me cum harder gets to fuck me here first.” You smile slyly, placing your hand on your ass, giggling when Patrick snatches you from Arts hold, muttering something about how he ‘got you first last time and that it’s his turn now.’

#◜ caitee’𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 ✎ ˚✧ ꜝ #challengers #art donaldson #patrick zweig #challengers x reader #challengers imagine #challengers smut #challengers x you #art donaldson x reader #art donaldson imagine #art donaldson smut #patrick zweig x reader #patrick zweig imagine #patrick zweig smut #mike faist x reader #mike faist smut #josh o’connor x reader #josh o’connor smut #dividers by cafekitsune

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jumexju · 15 days

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I think we gloss over the fact that this man actually knows martial arts too much

#art #artist #death note #alternative #l death note #l #l lawliet fanart #fanart #l lawliet #death note l #Jume Sketches ✎

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megistusdiary · 23 days

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Imagine reader having a threesome with mean Arlecchino and Signora (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

I’m going so crazy!! And the way their boss forms match too is so 🥹

Could I be 🪼 Anon ? ( ꈍᴗꈍ)

𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖔𝖗𝖆 + 𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖔 + 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗

dom!signora and arlecchino x sub!fem reader

warnings: smut (mdni), wlw content, threesome, mean doms, rough sex, spanking, spitting, bondage, cunnilingus, fingering, choking

"what a pathetic little thing." signora mused, eyeing you from where you sat atop her lap. they had dressed you up in a pretty lingerie set, fabrics of red, black, and gray made to emulate their more regal attire.

"very." arlecchino comments, tugging your jaw to make you tilt your head back to look her in the eyes. her hands are rough, nails scraping your skin as she stares down at you.

she pushes you forward into signora, tugging your hips up to perk your ass in the air. she rips your panties right off, tossing the scraps aside as she spreads you wide. "you're practically dripping. have you no shame?" arlecchino asks.

signora laughs, pulling your chin up to look at her. "she asked you a question, answer her." she snaps.

"no, no shame- i don't-" you babble and arlecchino slaps your ass, enjoying the way you jump and fall into signora's lap.

you endure a few more smacks on your skin, signora lifting your head to bring you up for a heated kiss after. she pulls away for what you think would be a break, only to force your lips open, dripping spit onto your tongue, shutting your jaw and forcing you to swallow.

"at least she knows her place." signora hums, stroking your cheek. "mmm, our knave here has had such a long week. why don't you help her relax a little, okay, pretty girl?" signora mumbles into your ear, more of an order than a suggestion.

you dumbly nod, watching arlecchino sit by the headboard, spreading her thighs for you to crawl over like the good puppy you are for them.

signora tugs the straps of your lingerie off first, leaving you completely bare except for the collar and thigh highs that remain.

arlecchino unbuckles her belt, sliding her pants down to reveal her pussy to you as you crawl closer, leaning your chin on her thigh so cutely. you place little kisses up her milky skin before her clawed hands grip your head firmly, yanking you up against her, slick smearing over your skin.

"get on with it." she barks, and you oblige, hurrying to lap at her clit and make her feel good. signora watches you, the messy way you try so desperately to please her fellow harbinger. it excites her.

you excite her.

arlecchino uses your mouth as her toy, grinding firmly onto your tongue, her hand on your head a silent warning to stay put for her. she can feel you whimpering into her pussy, her head falling back with a soft grunt.

before she can cum, she pulls you away, eyeing the wetness across your lips. "what a filthy little mess you are." she wipes her own fluid off your face, turning you around to sit on her lap while signora approaches.

she ties your hands behind your back, resting on arlecchino's clothed abs as she spreads your thighs wide for both of them. signora slides her fingers over your cunt, two blunt nails cut just for you as they slide into your fluttering hole.

she curls them expertly, and your head would've fallen against arlecchino's shoulder had she not gripped your throat, forcing you back up. she squeezes the sides, hearing your muted gasp. "don't let me catch your eyes closed again." she snaps, making you watch signora finger you harder.

her thumb is on your clit, rubbing tight circles that leave you writhing, mixed with arlecchino's hand on your throat, and signora's fingers rubbing your g-spot.

it's all too much, and you start to sob, begging for no more and much more all at once until you finally squirt for them.

such a filthy little toy you are. what a mess you've made. you've soiled the bed, their clothes, dirtied their skin.

but, oh, how you have these harbingers wrapped around your finger without even realizing it ♡

an for anon: hello ♡ welcome!! sorry this took me so long to get to!! i wanted to try and make a bit of a longer fic <3

#🪼─ 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯˚ૢ⋆#💌─𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭! ༊*·˚#✎─𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ❛ ༉‧₊˚#genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader smut #fem reader #genshin wlw #signora smut #la signora smut #arlecchino x reader #genshin arlecchino #arlecchino #arlecchino art #la signora x reader

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romanticheri · 3 months

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an old sal art before i go to sleep ᕦ( ᐛ )ᕡ

#i made this blog catering to bsd fandom #but i'm kinda proud of this old art #sally face #sally fanart #sal fisher #sal fanart #✎ᝰ. . .drawing

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dylan-the-artist · 3 months

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Memes

#✎ᝰ.originalart🎨#homestuck #bro strider #dave strider #cronus ampora #sollux captor #nepeta leijon #meulin leijon #Kurloz Makara #homestuck meme #homestuck art

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q-starhalo · 4 months

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Silly little guy :D

#Drawing digitally still isn't my favorite but I'm getting pretty good #I do feel like I have to make the line art thinner but we'll see what happens the next time I draw digitally :D #qsmp #badboyhalo #qsmp badboyhalo #-`.✎ art

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powerfought · 1 month

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haru does a BIIIIIIG STRETCH

#✎ ੈ˳ THE TADPOLE THAT ATE MY BRAIN — mun art.#i really need a scanner bUT

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seagrass-obsessions · 7 months

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Here comes the boii ✨

#Finally decided to post art so here's my version of a humanized Darrell #I care him very much #pixar cars fanart #humanized cars #cars fandom #pixar cars #darrell cartrip #pixar cars humanized #i think he'd give great hugs #✎𓂃

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bunnions · 9 months

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look at us so in love. look at my buns. screams (◕▿◕✿)

incredibly self-indulgent art comms from the talented and kind @ruiaes. next time their commissions are open, definitely snag a spot ! 💕 i love them so much. thank you again for these beautifully soft pieces

#✦᠃ bakubuns #✎᠃ art #✿᠃ commission #my fav parts are how fluid the body language and the expressions look #i stare for too long and my grin stretches from ear to ear #adjfa;sjfwjfsfhsd #over the moon with how these came out #look at us #the earth is healing #looking at it brings me such peace (◡‿◡✿)#also my hair came out so good. if only my buns could look like that all the time #i'll never get over bkg kissing an open palm #I WILL NEVER RECOVER

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kolsmikaelson · 7 days

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— ART DONALDSON NSFW ALPHABET

NOTES — been deep in my mike faist era for the longest time and i’m so obsessed w art it’s bad, so here we are! hope you enjoy <3.

WARNINGS — 18 + content mdni, fem!reader, not proofread

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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

needy as fuck. he’ll grab his shirt that had been tossed to the floor to clean you up quickly before tossing it back onto the floor and just wrapping himself around you, keeping his head on your chest.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he looooves his arms, he always liked them, but maybe how much you like them is what made them his favorite. he’s obsessed with your legs, he loves the way they feel when they’re wrapped around his head while he’s eating you out or how they feel wrapped around his waist when he’s pounding into you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

he loves to cum on your tits. it’s his favorite place to cum, other than inside of you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

the two of you met in college, when he was much less experienced, so one time when patrick is visiting he recruits him into teaching him how to fuck you better. art knew he was alright but he wanted to be great for you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

not super experienced, sure he’d fooled around some before he met you but that’s about it. with some help from patrick he definitely knows what he’s doing.

F = Favorite position ( goes without saying)

cowgirl. he’s a tit guy and loves that he can see your tits bouncing in his face while you’re riding him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

it can go either way, usually he’s a little on the goofy side, but sometimes, after a bad match he’s not in the mood to be goofy.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

not clean shaved by any means but he keeps everything under control.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

the most romantic. showering you with love and affection is all that he wants to do <3.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

used to jerk off so often, but as the two of you got older he did it less and less but maybe that’s because you were always there to do it for him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise kink (giving or receiving), size kink, spit kink, little bit of a mommy kink if he’s feeling really needy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his dorm, his car (but only if parked in a decently secluded place), or the shower.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

winning gets him going, the adrenaline from the game and from winning gets the best of him every time.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

no choking, you specifically, every once in a while he’d be okay with you lightly squeezing his throat while you’re on top of him riding him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

definitely prefers giving, he’d spend as long as you let him finding out what makes you tick, exploring every inch of your cunt, but he’d never turn down a blowjob if offered.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

both! but usually fast and rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

he loves them. a quickie before a match or before you leave for class, always put you both in a good mood.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

yes and no, it just depends on what you or he wanted to try. but he’d always at least consider it for a while if you were to ask to try something new.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

2-3 rounds usually, sometimes it could be 4. he lasts a decent while, as long as he gets you off first then he’ll let himself cum, though sometimes he’s cum in his pants when he’s eating you out but really it’s a win-win situation.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he’ll use your vibe on you every once in a while but usually he’s not huge on toy usage. but he’s not completely against it either.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he gets better at it over time but you’re usually the one doing all the teasing instead of him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

so loud, he’s always whimpering and whining and moaning in your ear.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

just like patrick, he’d try and feel put how you felt about having a threesome with patrick, because at the end of the day, whether they’d admit it or not they’re not complete without the other but that doesn’t mean he loves you any less, because trust that man to be absolutely obsessed with you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

a good 5-6 inches soft, and pretty girthy too. and he knows just how to use it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

pretty high. he’s obsessed with you and obsessed with fucking you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

oh he’s out like a light. his eyes are droopy when he’s cleaning you up but the moment his head falls onto your chest, he’s done for.

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