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writing-for-marvel · 9 months

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"I dream of you. all i do, is dream of you."

If I Can’t Have Everything, Then Let Me Just Have You

Andy Barber x Fem!Reader

Summary: When Andy gets jealous of you talking with his colleague, you reassure him he’s everything you’ll ever need.

Warnings: age gap and although exact ages are never mentioned everyone is well and truly of age, jealous Andy

Word count: 700

A/N: this is for @nickfowlerrr’s the seven writing challenge - I spun the wheel for the seven deadly sins and got envy. A big thank you my darling friend @flordeamatista, queen of Andy fics, for not only providing the inspiration for this fic, but helping me with writing Andy for the first time and being my constant cheerleader 🩷 banners by @vase-of-lilies

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Andy hated attending after work functions with his colleagues. He could barely stand dealing with them during the working week, but then to also be forced to give up his Saturday night so his boss could show off the house his old family money had bought him was another level of torture.

You were his saving grace. Part of him felt guilty for dragging the woman he loved along to these grandstanding cocktail parties where you were forced to make small talk with people you didn’t enjoy the company of, but you were also the only person who stopped him from going completely insane.

But at this moment, while he was stuck hearing about how his boss’s fantasy football team was performing, as if he didn’t hear enough about it at the office, Andy saw red as he was subjected to watch Dylan, the office womaniser, chatting you up.

In the back of his mind he knew with absolute certainty that you wouldn’t cheat on him, but the reason his heart clenched and acidic jealousy bubbled in his stomach was because of what Dylan represented: everything Andy couldn’t offer you.

He wasn’t young anymore, he was well aware the prime of his life was past him at this point in time. He had settled into a comfortable routine which didn’t involve a thriving social life which he remembered having with Laurie when they were your age. He was surely not as flexible or had as much energy as a young man fifteen years his junior.

He wanted to be able to give you the world, but all he had to offer was the trauma developed from his tarnished past, which was still following him around like a shadow, his back problems, wonky knee and the remainder of his life which would be distinctly shorter than Dylan, or someone of his age, could promise to spend with you.

The root of his envy was insecurity.

And he was green with envy.

Excusing himself from the one-sided conversation his boss was having, Andy set off with purpose, making a beeline to you, only to find you were already making your way over to him. Relief eased the tension in his shoulders as your gaze found his and a smile tugged at the corners of your mouth.

“Your colleague, the guy behind me, is a creep.” You commented, hooking your fingers through his belt loops and pulling him protectively into you. Andy leaned down and placed a small, sweet kiss to your forehead, not needing to look behind you to know exactly who you were referring to. A sense of satisfaction filled his chest with the notion that you were clearly averse to Dylan’s pursuits.

“That’s not what most young women around the office think.”

“Well he is.” You stated firmly, a look of disgust flashing over your features. “Why does it take me telling him I have a boyfriend to respect that I’m not interested. Why would I want a boy like him, when I already have a man like you?”

Andy smiled, coming to the realisation that he had no reason to be jealous. Perhaps he couldn’t offer you his callow youth, but he did have maturity and experience, which would surely be much more valuable in a devoted relationship.

“You are a dream come true, you know that?” In response to this you scrunched your nose and smiled in a way that made Andy’s heart fill with pure adoration and devotion.

You truly were all he would ever need for the remainder of his life.

“You’re my dream come true too, Andy.” Standing on your tiptoes, arms sling around his neck, you placed a delicate kiss against his lips, neither of you paying any mind to his colleagues who could be watching on. “You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of.”

Taking a beat to commit the moment to memory, Andy made a promise to himself that he would never take his second chance at love for granted.

“Let’s go home, handsome.” You suggested, tugging gently on his tie with that mischievous grin which always promised a sinfully pleasurable time. “I have plans for us that definitely don’t involve the rest of you colleagues.”

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late-to-the-party-81 · 1 year

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“Let me see those eyes.”

Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

AN: My dear Alice, have a spicy little thot!

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Summary: Bucky is either sweet or spicy, and you never know which one you’re going to get.

Relationship: Bucky x Girlfriend Reader

Word Count: approx 500

CW: Needy Bucky, Slightly Subby Bucky, Slight Domme Reader, mentions of drinking alcohol, Bucky’s eyes (they’re a warning), Oral sex (M receiving)

The thing about Bucky is that he has only two modes (well three if you count kicking ass when he’s out on a mission). He’s either the sweetest, sappiest man to ever exist, or he’s completely feral and needy for you. To make it worse, he can switch from one to the other as fast as a finger snap.

That’s what had happened about 10 minutes ago. You’d been sitting on the sofa together, relaxing after dinner and a long day, watching mindless television, and swigging a beer each. With each tip of your bottle to your lips you’d become more and more aware of Bucky’s eyes on you.

Without warning he plucked the bottle from your fingers, placed it on the floor and lifted you to straddle his lap. He was kissing you almost immediately, his tongue making its way into your mouth and you could taste his beer, the way he’d be able to taste yours.

The bulge in his jeans was solid, pressing up against your core and you ground over him, your passions ignited swiftly by his touch.

You broke the kiss, cupping his cheeks and tipping his head back to look into his misty grey eyes.

“What’s got into you this evening, Jamie?”

“Nothin’. Just felt like lovin’ on my best girl.”

“Mmmhmm?” You weren’t entirely convinced. “Absolutely nothing to do with the way the beer bottle was pressed between my lips and how I swallowed it all down?”

If the fact that he couldn’t maintain eye-contact hadn’t given away his thoughts, then his audible groan did. You smiled at him, mischievously, and then slid backwards off his lap, knelt on the floor in front of him and pressed his knees apart so you could get between his thighs.

Placing your hands on top of his legs you rubbed them up and down the firm muscles, moving higher and higher up with each swipe. He moaned again and his eyelids fluttered.

“Would you like me to suck your cock, baby? You want me to take you outta your jeans, stroke you with my hands and then take as much of you in my mouth as I can?”

He pulled his plump lower lip in between his teeth and gave a small nod, already lost to the erotic imagery in his head. It was cute to be honest, but you didn’t want him in his fantasies when reality was going to be happening.

You reached for his fly, deftly undoing his belt, button and zipper. His beautiful cock was already peeking over the waistband of his boxer-briefs, weeping slightly, while it waited for your touch.

With a firm grip you took hold of him, smearing the small amount of precum across his tip, and following up with some of your saliva. Bucky’s hips involuntarily twitched, and you smiled to yourself.

“Jamie. Baby. Let me see those eyes.”

He blinked them open, his gaze hazy and you were once more taken by how beautiful he was.

“Keep watching. This is the best bit…”

You leaned forward and swallowed him down.

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atlaese · 2 years

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If you discovered you were immortal, how would you change your life starting right now?

ali I love you but omg this is such a hard question?? I’d finish my degree of course, but perhaps I’d really spend as much time with family & friends as possible?? Especially because they aren’t immortal?? Maybe this is weird but I wouldn’t know what to do if I would live forever 😭

#arianswers #Alice 🌸

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berlingotesque · 1 year

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Little dump of some of my old dusty drawings and a lil doodle I made of my boys.

#ALSO #the Alice one is a collab with the sexy @//charlinecarter #it was a really fun collab your sketch was meh but you’re nice so it was great overall 🌸#/j #or is it tho ?#batdr #batim #bendy and the dark revival #bendy and the ink machine #susie campbell #alice angel #twisted alice #joey drew #sammy lawrence #norman polk #normmy #dreams come to life #this book destroyed me istg

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dailyfigures · 1 month

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Alice Cartelet ; Hello!! Kiniro Mosaic ☆ Revolve

#happy sakura season!!! 🌸#alice cartelet #hello!! kiniro mosaic #hello kiniro mosaic #revolve #anime #anime figure #figure #figure collecting #anime figurine #figurine #scale figure #anime collecting #myfigurecollection #manga

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sleepystarb0y · 20 days

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agere moodboard for my friend @ihugmomo <3

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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Spring is here!

These are some of the most captivating stories from March.

All blogs and daydreams listed below are 18+

You are responsible for the media you consume.

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All You Need @^

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Your One and Only ^

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Steve murders your boyfriend (drabble) ^

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Design @nekoannie-chan

II: Wonder @galatially

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A Hopeful Tale @justagirlinafandomworld

The Kiss @lunarbuck

If I Never See You Again @mickeyhenrys

Possitive Vicissitude (ii) @targaryenvampireslayer

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Hangman @fckwritersblock

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Though I Have Never Read It (Part 3) @tuiccim

Talk of Body Issues @melomaniac3407

Face it, this is Love! @jobean12-blog

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A Little Wicked @negronispagliato

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moonlit-midnight · 9 months

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“What a strange world we live in.” said Alice to the Queen of Hearts.

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bloomingraine · 7 months

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Heartstopper, Volumes 1-3 (FairyLoot SIGNED Exclusive Edition)

I just wanna share just how beautiful these FairyLoot exclusive editions of @aliceoseman 's Heartstopper graphic novels are! The intricate drawing behind the sleeves and the spine of the book!! *chef's kiss* It's perfection!!

I'm looking forward to the 4th volume! If FairyLoot ever decides to release one in the future 👀

#10, #11 & #12 of my Alice Oseman book collection

[PSA: The number does not mean anything! It's just the order of when I bought/received the book.]

#fairyloot exclusive edition #fairyloot signed exclusive edition #heartstopper graphic novels #heartstopper #heartstopper comic #nick and charlie #nick nelson #charlie spring #alice oseman book collection #alice oseman books #alice oseman #book collector #signed books #books #book collection #bloomingraine #rain 🌧 bloom 🌸#bloomingraine collection

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kentoscowtie · 10 months

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currently rewatching heartstopper while giggling and kicking my feet god i need to get a grip

#heartstopper #nick nelson #charlie spring #alice oseman #heartstopper webtoon #heartstopper netflix #charlie rambles 🌸

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sakihime02 · 2 years

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⚜️🔹🌸Chibi

#death is the only ending for a villainess #villains are destined to die #manhwa #art #digitalarts #otome isekai #fanart #death is the only ending for the villainess #vadd #doodle #villains #sketch #wholesome #chibi #chibi vadtd #lady alice #Lady Kellen #⚜️🔹🌸

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writing-for-marvel · 2 years

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He is here for you 🥰

And my legs are open for him

Yearning For You

Ari Levinson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Ari makes a surprise return home.

Warnings: strictly 18+ only, NSFW, smut with the tiniest bit of plot, unprotected sex, creampie, established relationship

Word count: 1.3k (this was meant to be a drabble but I got carried away as usual)

A/N: this is only my second time writing smut and my first time writing for Ari so please be gentle with feedback

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It had never been a secret that with Ari’s job you’d spend many nights in a cold bed by yourself.

He apologised profusely every time for leaving you, but at the end of the day his assignment was overseas and he had been upfront about that since you met him. But that knowledge didn’t stop the searing pain in your chest as your heart cleaved in two every time you were fated to watch him leave.

He loved you, but people needed his help.

The pure torture of it all was that you knew you would feel this way every time he left, that the pain would yet again carve a hollow crater in your chest upon his departure; that he would take a piece of you with him wherever he went, and you wouldn’t be quite whole again until he returned.

But you knew the pure euphoria you felt when he arrived home again justified the months of yearning and emptiness in his absence.

The wait was agonising, but his homecoming was pure bliss.

A knock at the front door makes you groan, positive that it’s one of your nosy neighbours wanting something when all you want is to be left alone. Choosing to ignore them, you continue watching the episode of your favourite show until an incessant knocking comes from the door.

Swearing under your breath, you pause the show, ready to give the person bothering you a piece of your mind. However, when you fling the door open it’s not a pestering neighbour you find.

“Ari?” Your tone is pure shock, your beefy boyfriend, who fills out almost the entire doorframe, was not meant to be home for another month, yet he stands before you with that gorgeous smile of his curved on his lips.

“Surprise!” He essentially throws his bags into the apartment, not caring where they land, as he cups your face and doesn’t hesitate to place a luscious kiss to your lips.

“You missed me, baby?” He asks when he pulls back after a moment, however, he doesn’t give you enough time to answer as his lips are back on yours again, his hands pulling your body impossibly close to him.

“So… much… Ari.” You say between fervent kisses, relishing the familiar scratch of his beard against your soft skin.

“Jerking off to your pictures just doesn’t compare. I need the real thing.” He mumbles against your lips, his cold hands snaking under your shirt to caress the soft curves of your waist, sending a shiver down your spine.

“I’m all yours, Ari.” You watch the smirk grow on Ari’s lips as his hips grind against yours, the excitement he feels at finally arriving home to you obvious through the thin material of his trousers.

“All mine.” His voice deepens once he pulls away to tug your shirt over your head. With normally being so far away from each other, you can forget how possessive Ari gets over you when he returns home.

Ari starts walking you backwards towards your bedroom as you hungrily rip clothes off one another, hands roaming every bare inch, so desperate to feel as much of the other that you had been deprived of for so long. He uses his foot to close the door behind him, whispering sweet words of praise and affection as he gently lays you down on your bed.

Sucking on your neck, Ari’s hand easily finds the sensitive nub between your legs, teasing you over your soaking panties before moving them to the side to glide the pads of his fingers through your wet folds and circling your clit.

“So wet for me babygirl.” He mumbls against your skin. The sensation of Ari touching you exactly the way he knows drives you crazy after such a long time completely overwhelms all your senses, and you’re almost embarrassed at how close you are to coming undone already.

“Stop teasing, I need you inside me.” You plead through breathy gasps, your hand slipping below the elastic of his boxers, using your thumb to spread his precum over the tip of his rock hard cock.

You can tell Ari needs this as much as you do by how he responds to your touch, how painfully stiff his erection is and how frenzied he is to feel every inch of you. Warmth blossoms in your chest at the thought that it’s you that has that effect on him. You’re the one making him that hard.

After stripping himself of his underwear, Ari gives you a heated, yet quick kiss as he traps you beneath him. Lining himself up with your entrance, his long hair falls into his eyes but he never breaks his gaze from you.

He quickly presses the whole way into you, knocking the breath from your lungs as your soft, wet walls stretch to accommodate his large cock. His arms frame your head and your fingers dig into his shoulders as he begins to rock into you, a deep, erotic moan reverberating from his chest.

“Fuck, you’re so tight baby.” He grunts as his hips relentlessly snap into yours, his dick hitting deeper each time. “Missed my pussy so much. Gripping me like she missed me too.”

The downright filthy squelch of Ari pounding into your wetness fills the room as he absorbs your moans in a kiss. The lust and intimacy of the scene, added to the waves of pleasure you can only feel with Ari inside you is simply mind-blowing.

You know the first time when he returns never lasts very long, you’re both so desperate and needy from months apart that your release hurtles towards you at lightning pace, but neither of you care, all you’re focussed on is reuniting with each other.

You incoherently moan a combination of curses and Ari’s name with each unabated stroke, too caught up in the cloud of bliss you’re floating on to notice how much affection is currently in Ari’s gaze, watching his girl fall apart for him.

“Look at my beautiful girl, stuffed so full of me you can’t even speak.” A whine slips from your mouth in response, only proving Ari right. He moves his hand to where your bodies join, using the pad of his thumb to rub swift, tight circles over your clit, pushing you right to the edge of ecstasy. “You gonna be a good girl cum on this big cock, hmm?” He asks knowing full well you can only respond with whimpers.

Your head rolls back and your legs start shaking uncontrollably as pure pleasure overtakes your body, your hands grabbing onto whatever’s closest, which just so happens to be fists full of his hair. The salacious moans falling from your lips only spurs Ari on as he continues his attack on your clit, whispering praises into your ear as your clenching walls bring him closer to his own orgasm.

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna cum.” Ari grunts as his frantic thrusts stagger, but never stop. Pride bursts in your chest at the look of ecstasy overtaking his features, that you are the person who has him coming undone like this.

“Fill me up, Ari.” You manage to whimper before Ari stills, all the muscles in his body tensing as he spills deep inside you with a hoarse groan.

“I love you,” Ari grins, placing a tender kiss to your lips, rolling you over so that you rest snuggly on his chest as he remains inside you. “And I missed you so fucking much, the thought of coming home to you kept me going. Always does.”

You brush his long hair out of his eyes with your forefinger, now appreciating the fondness flooding his stare even though you’re still catching your breath.

“I love you too, Ari.” You reciprocate as you scratch his beard devotedly, an action which never fails to elicit a smile from him. “Your returns are always my favourite.”

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late-to-the-party-81 · 1 year

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" want me to model these for you?"

Satin and Lace for my lover

AN: Alice - I had to return to the world a dabbled in for my party gift bag for you, back for my 500 follower celebration - Nick and his spoiled lover.

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Summary: Nick hasn’t been paying attention to you recently, so it’s really his fault when you act out to get it. Never mind that you know you’re going to enjoy the consequences.

Relationship: Nick Fowler x Spoiled Brat! Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

CW: Reader is a little shit, Manipulation, Immature behaviour, light bondage, Daddy Kink, implied overstimulation, implied oral (f receiving), somewhat toxic relationship, Romanian pet names

You knew Nick would be pissed when you got home. It’s not that you weren’t allowed out; he’d never cage you like that, and he provided bodyguards for you protection. It’s just that you’d said you were popping out for an hour or two, six hours ago.

You could hear the mobile phone going off, again, in the breast pocket of Louis, your chief bodyguard. There was no doubt that it was Nick asking for an update, and your thought was confirmed when Louis’ started stammering in reply and looking very uncomfortable.

“No, Sir. She said she wanted to go into one last shop. Yes… she did say that an hour ago…”

You smiled to yourself as you looked through the racks in the high-end lingerie store. Poor Louis. He was unfortunately collateral damage in your little game to make Nick pay attention to you.

The former CIA agent had been extremely busy recently with his machinations, and while intellectually you understood that in his line of business some associates had to take precedence over you, the emotional, pampered part of yourself was royally fucked off. And, if you were being totally honest, what did Nick expect? He’d treated you so much like a pampered princess that you’d grown used to it, so when he withdrew his affection, even without it being purposeful, it stung.

Were you being bratty? Sure? Would it help in the long run? Absolutely.

Most people were scared of Nick.

Scared of his anger, his power.

The way he could crush them like the insignificant insects he saw them as.

But not you. You revelled in it. His passion and his anger turned you on, and you knew that no matter what he threatened, he’d never hurt you. At least not permanently. What were a few bruises to your ass compared to the rapture of him between your thighs, feasting on your pussy until you cried tears of pleasure instead of pain.

You heard Louis hang up, and then let out a long sigh. Maybe it was time to end the poor man’s misery?

With your choices in hand, you walked over to the counter, placing down the pile of lace and satin. You didn’t even listen to the cashier when she told you the total for your purchase, just handed over the black card that Nick had given you. You could almost feel the tension leaking out of your bodyguards frame at the realisation that his torture was almost over.

Your heels clicked on the marble floor as you entered your home, Nick’s opulent mansion. You had the bag full of lingerie hooked over your arm, the rest of your purchases being brought in by Louis’ subordinates.

“Where the fuck have you been?”

As Nick’s voice sounded out through the entrance hallway, your troupe of bodyguards turned baggage handlers all started before scurrying away at high speed. None of them wanted to accidentally become the focus of his ire. You remained outwardly calm though. You didn’t respond straight away, instead taking off your coat and hanging it up, before checking your reflection in the hallway mirror.

You could feel his gaze upon you, heavy with a hint of darkness and you repressed a shudder of arousal. Turning toward him, you shot him your sweetest smile before sashaying over, an over-exaggerated sway to your hips. Stopping in front of him, you lifted a hand to push a rogue lock of his hair back off his forehead, but he captured your wrist in an iron grip and glared at you.

“And good afternoon to you, too, Nicky. I had a lovely morning, and I think you should give Louis a raise. He really was most helpful and accommodating, despite the numerous phone calls he had to deal with.”

“Why are you testing me, prinţesă?”

You ignored his question, instead lifting up your small shopping bag into his eye line.

“Would you like me to model these for you?”

His eyes flicked quickly from the bag and then back to you. You continued to smile sweetly, but knew from the flare of his nostrils that you’d won, at least this round. His grip on your wrist lessened and you pulled it away, before turning and walking towards the curved staircase. You took a few steps up before you looked back over your shoulder. The only move Nick had made was to turn and watch your ascent.

“You coming, Nicky?”

“And then I found this delightful little restaurant and had the most delicious empanadas for my lunch. I’ll have to take you there. You’d love it…”

You rambled on about your day as you stood in your walk-in closet, trying on the first lingerie set; chartreuse satin with cream lace. Nick had followed you into the bedroom without a further word and settled down on the edge of the bed, as you’d given him a kiss to the cheek, before walking through the closet doors.

Outwardly you were calm, giving off an unaffected air. Internally though, your heart was racing. Heat and slick was pooling between your legs and your skin prickled from the tension in the air. When Nick was this quiet, this stoic, he was angry, and he was going to punish you for your immature behaviour. You couldn’t wait.

Smoothing the skimpy fabric over your curves, you stepped out and stood in front of him. Nick had discarded his suit jacket, his shirt sleeves were rolled up and his tie lay loose across his shoulders. He looked like the powerful world player he was. And he was all yours.

“What do you think?” You gave a little turn, showing off lingerie from all angles.

“Hhhmmm.” His noncommittal noise had you turning back to him, but you should have known it was a ploy. His hand shot out and he dragged you onto his lap. You landed with a squeak and looked up into his blue eyes as his other hand cupped the back of your head.

“You wanted my attention,dragostea mea. Now you have it. For the rest of the afternoon, in fact. I’ve cleared my schedule, so I hope you have plenty of ideas on how to keep me entertained?”

Before you could answer his lips crashed onto yours, harsh and demanding. You whimpered and involuntarily ground down on his already hard length, as you opened your mouth and let him in. You gripped his shirt, uncaring of how you were ruining the expensive garment. Nick twisted on the bed, tumbling you off his lap to lie flat on the bed. Taking advantage of how your hands were still holding onto his clothing, he grabbed his tie and quickly wrapped it around your wrists, binding you. He grinned down at you and you smiled back.

“You gonna punish me, Daddy?”

“Oh, dragă. I told you. I’m gonna give you all the attention you wanted. Whether you can handle it or not is another matter entirely.”

You squirmed under his gaze as he unbuttoned his shirt and discarded it, before doing the same with his pants and underwear. God, you loved this man. His physicality, his power, his whole aura. It oozed from every pore. He was a gangster and you were his moll. The Persephone to his Hades.

He leant over you, his eyes dark, and his fingers gripped the waistband of your new panties, the crotch already sodden from your arousal. He pulled, ripping the delicate fabric and discarding it across the plush carpeted floor. You couldn’t be cross with him - there would be more where that came from.

He shoved your thighs apart and wedged his shoulders between them. His fingers slid up your slick folds, spreading your wetness and you whined at his touch.

“I hope you’re ready for this, pisi.I’ve got a lot of attention to give you.”

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atlaese · 2 years

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love the new theme 💜