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multi-fandom-imagine · 3 months

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I don't know if this would be classed as a -one-hot, drabble or Imagine but can you pls write a little something about: Adam and his 3rd wide (bless him) getting jt on I'm his office and Lute walking in and how they'd all react? I love your writing sm!

A/n: Adam finally finding someone that loves him and puts up with his bullshit.

You looked good, so, so good.

"Fucking beautiful." Adam groaned against your neck, his large hand running down your back as he hovered behind you. Your body pressed against his desk. "Be as loud or quiet as you want babe..."You were perfect in his eyes."I won’t stop fucking and putting a baby inside of you.”

He firmly yet gently pressed you down to against the desk, his hips met your ass, making him grinding sensuously against you.

“You're make me a Daddy, Princess? Let me take care of you. All you need to do is stay still and let me do all the work and stay pretty like the Princess that you are.” Adam's lips grazed the nape of your neck.

"Adam...please." You were so quiet, so cute. Your nails dug into the wood of the table as you rubbed yourself against his hips.

Adam smirked, his eyes narrowing with a predatory glint as he watched you squirm against him. He loved how eager you were. His hans tightened his grip on your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh possessively as they slipped under the skirt you wore until they dipped past your panties and into your warmth.

"Such a good girl," he purred, his voice laced with dark desire. "You're so wet for me, baby. You can't get enough of my cock, can you?" Nuzzling his nose into your neck he could feel your slick folds clenching around his fingers as he teased your entrance, circling his digit around your clit, relishing in the way you moaned and bucked against his touch.

Adam's breath hot against your ear, teeth grazing the skin "I'm going to fuck you until you can't even remember your own name, Princess. You'll be screaming my name, begging for more." Without warning, he pushed two fingers inside you, curling them to hit that sweet spot deep within. His pace was relentless, his thrusts fast and hard.

As his fingers worked their magic, Adam other hand slipped underneath your shirt, his fingers finding your hardened nipple. He pinched and twisted it, adding an extra layer of pleasure to the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. With every thrust of his fingers, he could feel your walls clenching around him, your moans growing louder.

"Come for me, baby," he growled, his voice dripping with dominance. "I want to feel you trembling around my fingers. Show me how badly you want me."

You did your best to keep your voice low but it felt so good. Biting your tongue, his name slipped past your lips as your climax hit you, your walls clenching tightly around his fingers. "Adam...please." You sucked in a breath. "I need...I need you."

Wetting his lips, Adam couldn't help but smirk as he felt your walls clenching around his fingers, your plea for him only fueling his desire. He withdrew his fingers from your throbbing core, leaving you panting and desperate for more. Your body slumped over his desk, legs trembling.

"Oh, my pretty girl," he cooed, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. "You're so needy for me, aren't you? Begging for my cock like a good little slut." He unbuckled his pants, freeing his hardened length, and positioned himself at your entrance.

With a swift motion, he plunged deep inside you, filling you completely. He relished in the way you gasped and arched your back, your body accommodating his size. Adam began to move, his thrusts powerful and unrelenting as he claimed you as his own.

The desk creaking under you both as his hand grabbed your hips tightly as his wings unfurled.

"Is this what you wanted, baby?My cock deep inside you, pounding you relentlessly? You're mine. Only mine." His pace quickened, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room as he fucked you with a possessive intensity.

He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "You're going to take my seed, Princess. You're going to be filled with my cum, over and over again." His words were a mix of dominance and desire, his voice low and primal. "You're going to be the mother of my children, and no one will ever take you away from me."

Resting your head on his desk, you could feel your legs trembling with each of his thrusts.Adam's grip on your hips tightened, his movements becoming more frenzied. He was on the edge, ready to release himself inside you. "Come for me again, baby," he commanded, his voice filled with lust. "I want to feel you clenching around me as I fill you up. Give in to me beautiful."

Your eyes slid closed as you pushed back on his cock as your walls clenched around his shaft as your orgasm hit you hard, your juices coating him.

Adam groaned as he felt your walls clenching around him, your orgasm rippling through your body. The sensation of your juices coating his cock only heightened his pleasure, driving him closer to his own release. He continued to thrust into you, riding out the waves of your orgasm, relishing in the way you tightened around him.

"You feel so fucking good, baby," he growled, his voice laced with raw desire. He quickened his pace, the sound of his hips slapping against yours filling the room. With each thrust, he felt his own climax building, the pleasure coiling tightly in his core.

He could feel the heat building in his loins, the familiar pressure building to its breaking point. "I'm going to fill you up, beautiful," he grunted, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "You're going to take every last drop of my cum."

With one final, powerful thrust, Adam reached his peak. He released himself inside you, his hot seed filling your depths. His body shook with the force of his orgasm, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He remained buried inside you, relishing in the intimate connection between you.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, Adam pulled out of you, his spent length glistening with a mixture of your juices and his cum. He leaned down, pressing a possessive kiss to your lips. "You're mine." he whispered, his voice filled with a possessive intensity. "And I'll make sure everyone knows it." Giving you anther kiss, Adam let his cock glide across your slick entrance again.

Panting, a weak laugh escaped your lips though you didn't get a chance to speak as the door flung open.

"Adam...I have those files...what the fuck!"Lute's eyes went wide as she turned her face away.

Tensing, Adam rolled his eyes as his wings covered your body. "What?! Can't you see I'm busy?"

"Can't you lock your damn door?" Lute growled out then stormed off as she slammed the door shut.

Groaning, you shifted your body so your face was buried in his chest. "I will never be able to look her in the face again."

"You're so cute babe, all embarrassed and shit. It's making me hard again."

Shaking your head, you scowled up at him as you grasped his robe tightly. "At least lock your damn door so no one can walk in on us again."

"You're no fun."

"Adam!"

"Fine!"

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urdepressedslut · 10 months

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Hello lovely,

I saw your post that your requests are open, so I will give it a try =)

Imagine Bucky and reader are best friends but they have a huge argument and now they don't talk to each other for days. She's feeling really bad, missing him. He is her most important person and now without interacting with him for days, she's feeling lost and lonely and heartbroken. Maybe she has not a super power and is only a normal human, helping the Avengers with IT or something. Due to the argument with her best friend and not talking to Bucky (Bucky ignores her completely) she begins to feel it not only mental but also physically. She can't eat probably and at the end falls deathly sick.... With a fluffy happy ending and a worried and protective Bucky

Please. That would be nice.

Take care honey

oh my goodness— my heart 😭❤️ the angst is gonna hurt, but i’m such a sucker for it. i had so much fun writing this one, thank you for requesting and i hope you like it🥰

Love Hurts

♡ Pairing: Beefy!Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

♡ Summary: You and Bucky get into a heated argument, things are said and done and now he won’t speak to you. You don’t think you can handle him ignoring your existence.

♡ Warnings: language, mentions of bucky’s trauma, heavy angst, malnourishment, depression, anxiety/panic attacks, minor injuries, hospitalization, suicidal ideation, self hate, literally hurt just writing this

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MINORS DO NOT INTERACT | MATURE CONTENT 18+

Your nails bit into your palm, denting the flesh— threatening to pierce the delicate skin. It was all to hold yourself back, distract you from the words that wanted to burst out.

It was becoming a sickening routine, Bucky was reckless and had yet another near death experience on his recent mission. The anxiety and the nerves stopping your body from functioning— the dreaded wait for his jet to arrive back at the compound. You shouldn’t have to be used of receiving the call that he had yet again made a reckless move— but you were starting to discover a pattern.

It did nothing to ease the panic that swirled in your chest every time he left for missions. You’d sob, throwing up everything you had eaten that day— unable to stomach anything with the idea that Bucky was on a mission. You never found your anxiety to be so severe— but when Bucky was even mentioned about going on a mission… it spiked.

That’s where you found yourself in his room, watching him pace the space— avoiding your frustrated stare. You weren’t angry at him per say— you were angry that he didn’t value his life.

“Seriously (Y/n)— you get so worked up over nothing. I’m here and alive— isn’t that enough?” He exclaimed, throwing his hands up in frustration.

You pressed your nails tighter to your palm, yet the pain couldn’t stop your thundering thoughts.

“You’re here and alive now, until you do some stupid shit like this again and are dead!” You hissed, trying to keep your voice low but you didn’t know how much longer you could control yourself.

He glared at you, squinting his eyes in anger and then rolling his eyes.

“Oh for fucks sake— can you stop fucking babying me? I can handle myself!” He raised his voice, his metal arm whirring.

“I’m not babying you— I’m just scared you’re gonna get yourself killed. Do you care about your life at all?” You asked him aggressively, your voice raising just a tad.

He took a long pause, staring at you with his face void of emotion— only annoyance.

“Not really.” He admitted.

You were taken back, although you had these conversations with him a time or twenty. It was an ongoing process to get him to slowly love himself— his past as The Winter Soldier torturing his soul. He was so convinced he wasn’t deserving of anything, not even a roof over his head. It was a struggle to help him, but you weren’t going to give up on him.

“You realize if anything ever happened to you I—” Your voice broke, needing a breath, “Buck I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.”

You thought you saw his eyes flash with guilt, but before you could linger on the look for too long— his face was hardening again.

“That doesn’t sound like my problem.” He mumbled out, making your eyes widen.

You were extremely taken back from those words, your chest aching painfully— him not knowing what effect those words had on you.

“Are you fucking serious?” You asked him, your face morphing into a hurt expression, mixed with anger. “Can you just do your job without trying to kill yourself?”

His face grew red with rage and he was stomping up towards you— his face inches from yours.

“I am doing my job— very well in fact. Unlike you who just fucking sits here doing nothing!” He defended himself, his breath hitting your face in warm pants.

“Doing nothing? Buck— why are you like this?” You puffed your chest, not backing down from his towering form.

But your words seemed to have hit a nerve, as he shrunk back slightly, narrowing his gaze at you.

“Like what?”

You furrowed your brows, slowing your racing heart from the shouting— you weren’t sure you had said anything bad. Did you?

“What?” You squeaked out, nervous now.

“You said, why am I like this… like what?” He pushed, stepping closer to you now, his face still red with anger but you could see the hurt in his eyes.

You swallowed and wondered how to convince him you didn’t mean anything bad by what you said. But you were almost positive it would be an impossible task to get Bucky to listen.

“Buck, I didn’t mean anythin—”

“What— you think I’m not capable of doing my job? You think I’m still the monster hydra made me?” He spat, his chest rising and falling quicker.

“No, no Buck listen—”

That was definitely not what you meant, you could tell he was spiraling and you were still confused as to why. You would never make him think that.

“After 70 fucking years I finally have a job that I like— that I enjoy doing— I fucking help people! I’m finally doing some good and now you’re telling me I’m not capable of doing it?” He boomed, his chest puffing into yours and your stumbled back slightly. “You think I’m only capable of being a monster? Huh? Is that what you fucking think?”

You were growing scared now, the look in his eyes wild with something and you didn’t like how close he was to you— you knew he’d never hurt you but your fear overwhelmed your senses.

“Friday— call Steve and Sam in here now!” You shouted into the room, and Bucky’s eyes squinted painfully— his metal arm whirring again.

Bucky only saw one thing— you didn’t reassure him that he was thinking irrationally. You didn’t correct him that he wasn’t the monster. Instead you called for help, that you were clearly scared— because you thought he was a monster.

He was at a loss for words and just stared at you, almost through you— as his breathing was only getting heavier at the sight of your fearful eyes.

Not even minutes later, Steve and Sam were busting through the door, taking in the scene and separated you and Bucky.

“Hey— what’s going on?” Steve asked in between the two of you. “Buck, what’s wrong man?”

You couldn’t seem to find the words and just stood speechless as well— the fight startling you. This was one of the worst ones, and it was also one that still left you confused. You cursed yourself for not being careful enough with your words— but it was almost impossible to get through to him when he was on the brink of having an episode.

Sam walked closer to you, his facing morphing into concern as he took in your shocked expression.

“(Y/n)? You okay? Did he hurt you?” Sam whispered, keeping his words only between you two.

You slowly shook your head but still didn’t respond verbally.

“Okay, okay that’s good. You wanna go get a drink from downstairs? Why don’t we take a breather okay?” Sam suggested softly, big brother mode kicking in at the sight of your frazzled state.

Without another word, you left the room with Sam— missing the devastated look from Bucky.

Steve waited until the door shut, then his attention was back on Bucky.

“Buck, you gotta talk to me man— what happened?” He asked softly, watching his friend slowly relax, but it wasn’t from being in a relaxing mood— his body and mind were just exhausted from the argument.

“I fucked everything up. That’s what happened.” He mumbled, turning away from Steve to sit on the edge of his bed.

Steve followed behind but stood in front of him, shaking his head— ready to argue.

“You didn’t mess anything up, arguments happen. You guys will work it out. I know how much you mean to each other.” Steve pointed out, watching Bucky’s face unchanging.

“You didn’t see the way she looked at me— she’s scared of me I—” He shuttered, his breath shaky as he remembered your look, “I fucking scared her.”

Steve’s chest ached, the state of his friend breaking his heart. He knew Bucky meant no harm, and he almost for a fact knew that you knew that too. But Bucky for sure didn’t believe that himself.

“I didn’t see what you saw, but I can guarantee you that she’s not afraid of you. This is (Y/n) we are talking about. You are her world Buck.” Steve tried to convince him.

Bucky shook his head, running his flesh hand through his hair.

“I think I just need to stay away from her for awhile.” Bucky came up with instead.

Steve immediately started shaking his head, knowing that was the last thing he needed.

“Bucky I—”

“Please Steve… I just need some space.” Bucky pleaded, his body sagging in exhaustion.

Steve couldn’t find it in himself to argue with him anymore about this. Maybe he did need some time to himself, to cool down and gather his thoughts. Also Steve wasn’t going to force him to anything ever. After the years his pal went through— he would never make him do anything. He had enough things decided for him, and Steve wasn’t about to stoop to hydra’s level.

Meanwhile down in the kitchen, Sam was getting you a glass of water— standing across from your seated form at the island. He slid the cup across, sending a worried glance at you.

“(Y/n)?” Sam snapped his fingers getting your attention.

You were shaken from your state of staring, but even snapped out of the trance— the anxieties still swirled within you.

“Yeah sorry… I’m here.” You whispered, grabbing the glass and taking a tiny sip.

Sam gave you a quizzical expression, watching you start to slip back into a mindless stare— so he spoke up.

“You wanna tell me what happened?” He asked, genuinely curious what had went down.

He knew— hell everyone knew you and Bucky were extremely close. Best of friends, always there for one another— dancing on the line of strictly friends to lovers. Truthfully, Sam found it completely obnoxious and just wanted you two together already.

“I don’t really know… I think I said the wrong thing— I didn’t mean to make him upset.” You confessed, keeping your eyes on the countertop, not risking a glance to Sam.

“Hey, don’t beat yourself up— mistakes happen. I’m sure he’ll forgive you.” Sam told you.

You shook your head, gripping the cup tighter.

“God I hope so… I don’t know what I’d do without him.” You whispered pathetically, tears welling in your eyes.

Sam reached out to rub your arm comfortingly, trying to relax you so you didn’t start crying. He hated to see you cry— made his heart hurt.

“It’s been a long day for everyone, why don’t you go head upstairs and get some sleep. I’m sure things will have blown over by tomorrow.” He suggested and you finally met his gaze, smiling weakly and nodding.

Without saying goodbye, you stood up and headed to your room. Taking Sam’s words and playing them on repeat in your head.

Tomorrow is another day, tomorrow would be better.

God had you hoped that was the case— it only was the beginning on the torment.

You had slept in longer than usual, but overall felt refreshed. The first thing that came to mind when fully waking up was Bucky. Immediately you headed downstairs to find him— needing to talk with him— apologize.

Making it down to the kitchen, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in at the sight of him sitting at the island— sipping at his coffee. You furrowed your brows, thinking he'd be done with his coffee by now, since you had slept in. Your chest ached with guilt with the possibility that he didn't sleep well.

You took a deep breath before making yourself known, although you were sure be could sense you in the room— considering he was a super soldier.

"Morning Buck." You announced, walking around the island so you could face him.

He kept his gaze down at his coffee, finding the cup more interesting than you.

Okay, that’s fair. You thought, you most probably deserved that reaction.

“You sleep okay?” You asked again, picking at the skin on your nails nervously.

Again— he didn’t even lift his head. In fact, he wasn’t even acknowledging you. You waited several minutes for a response, the silence becoming thick with tension and you couldn’t stand it.

“Bucky?” You tried, and this time he lifted his head.

Your heart twinged in your chest at his bloodshot eyes, clear evidence that he hadn’t gotten good sleep. You hated yourself for causing him the stress, especially knowing he was just starting to actually get hours of sleep. It was huge progress compared to his nights either screaming awake or just staring at the walls. But now you had to go and ruin all that progress. You felt sick to your stomach— disgusted with yourself.

“I’m really sorry about last night… I didn’t like how ugly it got and I’m sorry if I said something to upset you— you know I’d never intentionally hurt you.” You told him, picking more aggressively at your nails, causing to nail beds to bleed.

You swallowed nervously when he didn’t answer right away, instead staring at you with… what was that? Disgust? You didn’t know, but you hated the look altogether.

“Bucky, please say something.” You pleaded.

Bucky lowered his gaze to his coffee again, taking a minute before he stood up and looked your way.

“I just need some space.” He told you quietly.

You were relived to have him finally talk to you, but to hear him suggest space between you two— you could almost feel the knife digging into your chest. You tried to keep a neutral expression but otherwise felt your bottom lip quiver.

Without giving you time to respond, Bucky was walking out of the room— leaving you standing there speechless, lungs begging for air. You didn’t want your mind to go immediately to that thought, but you couldn’t ignore it either— he hated you.

“Hey babe, I need you to help me out in the lab tod—” Tony came busting into the room, but immediately shut up once he saw your broken expression. “Honey, what’s wrong? You alright?”

You nodded your head, lying to him and yourself and started waving him off with the fakest smile.

“Yeah— yeah I’m good. Just need to uh— need to get some things done.” You told him, your eyes darting all around the room, the familiar feeling of panic seeping into your being.

Tony gave you a ‘really?’ look and stepped closer to you.

“(Y/n) I’m not blind— I can see you’re upset. Talk to m—”

“Seriously Tony— I’m fine! Just leave it alone!” You told him a little too aggressively.

His face was taken back and you felt guilty immediately, cursing yourself for hurting everyone.

Why are you such a fucking issue? Your mind screamed at you.

You didn’t waste another second and sped walked out of the room, needing to calm yourself down before you ran into any one else. You were spiraling and you needed to just relax— take a deep breath. Maybe you just needed one more day and things would be back to normal.

Yeah… just one more day.

You had hoped that was the case as well… but as always— things only got worse.

Bucky refused to talk to you or even look at you. He’d given you the cold shoulder for almost two weeks now. He would get up and leave the second you entered the room. He couldn’t stand you it seemed.

You couldn’t keep hiding your hurt. At first, you had done a good job at hiding how you were really feeling. Saving the sobbing and attacks for when you were alone in your room. As the days lingered on, you found yourself weak and drained— you didn’t have enough energy to put up a charade anymore.

The whole team were sending you worried looks, and attempted to talk with you. But the second they’d try— you’d bolt. The subject was too sensitive, too raw. You didn’t want to talk to anyone but Bucky— and he hated you.

You had missed so many meals, forgetting to eat with your mental struggles throughout the days. You had been getting no more than two hours of sleep. You were so stressed, so stuck in your own mind that you couldn’t function. Even when you had managed to remember to eat, your stomach would knot up to the point that you were throwing everything up. You were gaunt, basically a real life zombie. You needed help— but you needed Bucky more.

You were laying in bed staring unknowingly into space, it had been hard to focus with no food or sleep in your system— so you had only managed to lay here. Even that was exhausting, no matter how much you laid around— your mind wouldn’t stop the assault. Your anxiety had never been this bad, you were a prisoner to it.

Knocking at your door had you jumping, your heart racing— and for a moment you forgot where you were.

You’re in the compound… yeah that’s right.

You slowed your breathing and swung your legs sluggishly over the edge of the bed to answer it. You weren’t prepared for the sudden dizzy spell, your vision spotting with black and white specks. You tried to blink it off, but suddenly you were toppling to the ground.

You fell to the floor with a loud thump, luckily landing on your front, your hands somehow catching most of your fall— you could already feel the throbbing in your palms.

You didn’t hear the persistent knocking, or the door open. You didn’t even hear the voice speaking from the doorway. It was when a hand landed on your shoulder that you were gasping, forgetting your surroundings once again.

Your eyes met Steve’s and you swore your heart was about to beat out of your chest.

“(Y/n) are you alright?” He asked you, hovering his hands over you— not sure what you had hurt.

You furrowed your brows, looking him over.

“Steve what are… what are you doing here?” You asked genuinely confused.

You watched Steve’s eyes widen and he swallowed nervously— his expression growing more concerned.

“(Y/n) it’s okay… I’ve got you.” Steve hushed, and he was pulling you into his chest, hugging you protectively.

You were still confused but then you tasted one of your stray tears, and you immediately came to your senses. You were crying in Steve’s arms… but why? You were having gaps of time missing from you, this wasn’t the first time this had happened— you just didn’t seem to care.

“Steve… my head hurts.” You slurred into his chest, sagging against him.

You were grateful that he was here, you desperately needed someone around. You were just hoping that someone would’ve been Bucky.

“Okay, let’s get you to Helen. She’s gonna take care of you, okay?” Steve asked you, and you could only give a weak nod.

He knew there was no way you were walking there, so he hoisted you up into his arms, and cradled your head as he started to the med bay.

You just stared blankly at his chest, not really caring if Steve were to throw you off the roof of the building. You just didn’t care.

Steve had gotten you down to her, and she checked you out. Alerting Steve that you were extremely malnourished, dehydrated— an insomniac. She kept listing off all the things Steve was afraid to hear. The whole time he was sure you didn’t hear a thing, although you were in the room— you were just checked out.

Helen eventually left, and Steve took his opportunity to speak with you. He pulled up a chair next to the hospital bed and grabbed your hand.

“(Y/n), what’s going on? You can talk to me— you can’t keep doing this to yourself. Please… just talk to me.” Steve whispered, pleading with you that you would stop torturing yourself.

“He hates me.” You mumbled.

Steve’s eyes widened and he frowned, knowing what you meant. He knew he let this go on for too long.

“(Y/n) he doesn’t hate you. He just needed time to himself, so he co—”

“I didn’t mean to hurt his feelings, I don’t even know what I said to hurt him but I—” You rushed out, the heart monitor beeping frantically, “I’m a horrible person, I didn’t mean to— I didn’t mean to!”

You wheezed out, clutching your chest as you couldn’t catch your breath. Your cheeks glistened with a steady stream of tears, your wheezing only growing by the second.

“Okay, okay (Y/n)— I need you to slow your breathing. You’re okay, he doesn’t hate you. Just take deep breaths okay— even if you can’t just try. I’m here.” He tried to coach you, but this wasn’t his thing.

Now he was starting to get mad at his friend, Bucky shouldn’t of let this go on for this long.

You followed his chest rising and falling, staring at him as he tried to calm you down. Your breaths were heavy and painful sounding. Steve was about to say something but stopped himself when he saw your eyes look behind him.

He turned and saw Bucky standing in the doorway— his face paled. Truthfully, he looked like he was going to be sick.

“(Y/n)?” He whispered, his heart breaking at your state.

He had ran into Helen in the kitchen and was informed of your condition— he didn’t believe it and had to see for himself. He was shocked to find you like this.

Your tears only edged on from his appearance and you shook your head in shame.

“I’m sorry Bucky! Whatever I did, I’m sorry!” You sobbed and Bucky ran to the bed, kneeling down and taking your hands into his.

“Doll it’s okay, you’re okay. I’m here— I’m here. I’m not gonna leave you… I’m sorry.” He rushed out, shushing your cries, watching you slow your breathing at his words. “There we go, just keep breathing with me. I’m here, you’re okay.”

He kept repeating himself, making sure you knew he wasn’t going anywhere.

Steve knew you were in good hands and slowly snuck out of the room— knowing you two needed to talk.

Bucky tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear, letting his fingers trail down your cheek to your jaw. You couldn’t help the way your face leaned into his touch, it felt like it had been forever since the last one.

Your breathing had slowed down, and now you just stared up at him— eyes glossy with more tears. You felt so many emotions. You felt relived, but also angry and hurt. Above all— you needed to know what you did to upset him. The guilt still ate away at your heart, and even just the memory of the argument had your chest aching.

“What did I do?” You whispered, making his eyes shoot up to yours, concern painting his face.

“You didn’t do anything.” He told you, and you furrowed your brows.

You were still anxious— he hadn’t answered your question. Even more so— if you didn’t do anything then why did he ignore you?

“Then why?”

“Why what (Y/n)?” He dared to ask, and you scoffed— ripping your hands out of his.

The anger was approaching.

“Why did you shut me out?” You wondered, and he only let his eyes cast down to the bed— making you angrier. “You ignored me for two weeks! Two fucking weeks you just acted as if I didn’t exist! Do you know how much that fucking hurts?”

You were breathing heavy again, but this time it wasn’t from panic— it was the full force of all your anger bursting out.

He lifted his eyes to you, and you saw how broken he looked. How your state had affected him.

“I could never do that to you Buck— I would never do that to you! You’re my everything! I don’t trust anyone as much as I trust you!” You raised your voice, while he stayed silent. “If I didn’t do anything then why would you— why—”

You broke out into a sob, covering your face with your hands. You felt good getting all the built up anger out— but now you felt extremely guilty. The pitiful face of Bucky staring at you, causing your heart to hurt all over again. It didn’t matter what happened, you always ended up hurting others.

“(Y/n) I’m so sorry I— god I fucked up. I didn’t ever mean to hurt you, please know that. You’re my other half, and no one has ever been there for me like you have.” He spoke through a tight throat, swelling with emotion.

You uncovered your face and just stared at him a little longer, still incredibly hurt from his actions— but you knew you couldn’t stay mad at him. You so badly wanted to forgive and forget— and just wrap him in your arms like you both needed.

“It’s hard to explain what’s wrong with me to someone when I don’t even understand what’s wrong with me— I just know I’m fucked up. I’m broken beyond repair.” His voice broke, his own eyes welling with tears.

You didn’t have it in you to keep up an angry facade, and so you reached out and took his hand in yours. His face almost immediately lit up, his breathing slowing at your touch.

“Try me.” You whispered, watching Bucky take a deep breath before he spoke again.

“The night of our fight…” He started, and you swallowed in having to remember that night. “I had never seen you look at me like that.”

You stayed silent, afraid to open your mouth and have a sob escape. You could feel it bubbling up— the memory playing back through your mind.

“You looked at me like you were scared. You looked at me like I was a monster.” He confessed and it all made sense to you now.

It wasn’t about what you said, it was your reaction that disturbed him to no ends. Even if you couldn’t control your reaction in the moment— you still felt guilty for causing him pain of remembering the hydra days.

“Oh Buck…” You whimpered, trying to pull him close— but he pulled away before he could reach your embrace.

“No— you don’t get to be nice to me after what I did. I promised I would never hurt you and I did— you’re in here because of me! I don’t deserve your forgiveness!” He raised his voice, and you weren’t scared of him— just concerned.

“I wasn’t scared of you Bucky, you just caught me off guard. Things were heated— I’m not afraid of you and I most definitely don’t think you’re a monster.” You tried to convince him.

“I really hope you’re not lying because if you were afraid of me… god I don’t know what I’d do. If you never wanted to see me again— that’s fine. Whatever you want, but I can’t live knowing you’re afraid of me.” He whimpered out.

“I wouldn’t lie to you.”

He nodded his head, knowing damn well you’d never lie. That was one thing he loved about you— you were so honest. Keeping it real with him, even if he didn’t wanna hear it. He could count on you for the truth.

“I still don’t deserve your forgiveness.” He argued.

“Well too bad, I’m forgiving you anyway.” You finally told him and he felt his chest expand.

Like he could finally breath.

“Why?” He wondered.

You knew it was the line you two had been dancing on forever— but you knew if there was ever a time to say it. It was now.

“Because I love you.” You admitted quietly.

His eyes widened just slightly, and his breath stuttered. He had always had a feeling what you two had was more than friends, he just never spoke up about it. Of course he loves you too— god he loves you so much. That’s why the thought of you being scared of him was enough to pull him away. He couldn’t bear being around you if you were frightened by him. He couldn’t live with himself. More importantly he now discovered, he really couldn’t live without you.

“I love you so much.” He confessed back as your tears leaked down your cheeks.

You pulled his arm, and he let you pull him to the bed— close enough where you could cup both his cheeks.

“Don’t ever do that to me again, please. I need you Bucky— life is not livable without you.” You cried, kissing his forehead to which he leaned into your lips.

“Never again— I promise.”

This time, he wouldn’t break it.

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caraphernellie · 21 days

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can you write something about reader and ellie being in a new relationship! they’ve only had sex a few times and in this particular instance, ellie finds out reader has a praise kink. soft dom!ellie pls<3333

MEOWWWWWW this 😭 is 😭 the cutest 😭 idea 😭 ever 😭😭😭 softdom!ellie my favouritest ever. you will almost always find me writing softdom!ellie. um also this ended up being way longer than i intended! so... this was meant to be like, a blurb. a few paragraphs. it's over 900 words. yeah

cw: softdom!ellie, sub!reader, oral (r!receiving), finger sucking, overstim, looooots of sappy praise !!

　　　　　mdni , nsfw under the cut ౨ৎ

"shh shh shh."

soft coos echo in the room, ellie trailing tender kisses up your stomach. the love is so fresh that the two of you can't help but be a little shy still, though, you more than ellie. the girl was glad to get her hands on you the very first time you'd let her.

weeks later and she's just as enthusiastic, though reminding herself to steer things slower and gentler. you're still learning so much about each other, like what sets or ruins a mood, what's strange but stimulating, and especially for ellie – she's paying close attention to learning just how much you can take.

slicked fingers prod at your lips and without a second thought you part them. the fingers flatten on your tongue, and ellie's lips curl upwards when you accept it with a pleased hum.

"you can taste yourself, can't you?" she whispers, nipping at the skin of your jawline. the room's almost dead silent, aside from honeyed words and the lewd sounds of you sucking her fingers. "doesn't it taste good, babe? uh-huh… i know."

eager with her hands, ellie's had no issue with the physical aspect of sex. but this is the first time she's been so verbal in the moment, and she's already picking up on the difference it's making. what an effect it's having. and all it does is go straight to her head. a steep boost to that ego of hers, which to be fair, could use one.

ellie slides her fingers out of your lips and chuckles to herself, smearing spit over them, thinking about how pliable and docile you are three orgasms deep into her bed.

"just gotta have a taste," she murmurs, so close to your ear that you can feel her breath fan against you. it's so warm, as is the rest of the room, the scent of sex ruminating in the air. she dips down, resting back between your legs.

she's so focused until your hand paws at her head, taking grip of her hair, and you mumble the tiniest, "too sensitive, don't think it's a good idea, so–"

"oh, no baby, you can take it," ellie encourages, a less cocky and more reassuring smile left on her face now. "you're so good at taking what i give you, i think you can handle this. just one more for me, yeah?"

holy shit. the reassurance has such an effect– you feel it hard as you attempt to let go and let ellie continue. she pays no mind at first, hands languidly pushing apart your thighs, handfuls squishing at your skin. and yet your mind is still lost over her words. she's been borderline worshipping you all night and yet you're beginning to realise that what is setting tonight apart from all the others is her being so verbose. the praising of your body and your submission – the voice in which she says it and you can tell she means it.

first, she tucks that one temperamental strand of hair back behind her ear, and then she licks a tentative stripe down your soaked pussy.

before your shaking hand takes leisure in ellie's hair – which she knows would end in fruitless tugging – she catches your hand in hers. "that's it, pretty girl. mmh, i know it's so intense, but you're gonna lay here and take it all, ain't that right?"

you nod so fervently, squeezing ellie's hand. she's definitely been beginning to notice this sudden affinity for her praises. it's amusing, yet at the same time, so rousing.

a soft kiss against your clit has you bucking your hips closer, yet your hips want to wriggle away. you can't tell what you even want. but that's okay, isn't it? ellie's already decided for you.

thumbing at your clit now, ellie gives you a wide grin, watching you struggle and writhe. "oh, is that too much?" she watches you shake your head, admiring the look of sweet determination on your face. "no? good girl."

she all but dives into your cunt, lapping and sucking your cum like she's starving. she won't stop until you've covered her face in it. she's making careful, very intentional use of words now– rasping them against your hot skin so that you truly, physically feel her praise. feeling your hand squeeze hers so tight eggs her on, her eyes boring into your own. ellie watches you try at anything to ease the overstimulation, your free hand grasping and squeezing your tit. she listens to your mewls and moans over the sounds of her slurping your pussy.

"that's it, baby," ellie coos, "i know, i know. you're being so fuckin' good for me."

"ellie," you sigh, she can see it clearly, how fast your breathing picks up and how your legs threaten closure around her head. "ellie, oh, oh my god."

"you taste too sweet, baby," ellie muses, watching it all go right to your head. the way your eyelids droop, you're close.

this has been her greatest bedroom discovery yet. with you teetering on the edge of orgasm, she makes her next words count, her voice reverberating against you. "be a good girl now, cum for me."

#ellie williams smut #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams x reader #tlou2 x reader #ellie williams #⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fanfic #anon <3 #lesbian #sub!reader #softdom!ellie #dom!ellie

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wh1msic4alwasab1 · 20 days

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𝐓𝐨𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 ₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

synopsis: your boyfriend takes you out on a date while he sees how well you like the new toy he made for you

tags: overstimulation, semi-public, vulgar, explicit, thigh riding, penetration

wrd cnt: 1.0k

a/n : rewrite/repost from first acc!

Imagine tartaglia being your own personal toy maker. ;)

He'd love to test all his inventions on you, mostly in you.

One night you'd be taking a stroll with him through the harbor to find a place to eat, as night was falling fast. Before you enter the building, he's got you against a wall in an alleyway and his hand down your skirt, pushing your panties aside and inserting a controlled vibrator into you after you finally agree to his schemes. “Make sure this doesn’t fall out yeah” He said with a grin and quick kiss to the cheek.

You two made a bet before this, if you caved and demanded for him to take you home then you'd be filling in for his errands for 2 weeks.

A few minutes go by, and you're paranoid. Why hasn't he done anything yet? He's usually so eager? A few more minutes go by and it's time to order food, as you begin your order you feel a small vibration in between your legs, here we go.

It was bearable, and you didn't have any trouble ordering anything. You simply look at him and offer a smile.

"Anything wrong princess? You look a little stiff."

“Nope. I feel wonderf-“ As you reply to him you cut yourself off, you could feel a sudden increase in intensity.

Your entire chair was beginning to vibrate and your clit was throbbing at this point. You squeezed your legs so hard and your hands began to fist up, you look at his smug face in a pleased manner and he completely turns it off. Exhaling deeply as laughs.

"You're shaking sweetheart, do you need anything? Should I call the waiter?”

He knows exactly what he's doing, and you hate that it's turning you on so much.

Quickly after your food arrives, you enjoy your meal together without any fuss.

After the bill is paid you walk throughout the shops, heading up to the golden house as Tartaglia had unofficial business to conduct. At the shops, you spy some handmade glass artworks, and spent time looking at them. After deciding to purchase one and going up to the salesman's, you could feel small tingles.

Immediately after, it's all the way up again. One of your knees buck and you drop the money. You squat down to pick it up and the toy is pressing up against all your most sensitive areas, your knees shaking now. You pay for your product and your breathing intensely. You can't handle it anymore.

"Okay you win let's go.", you say, pulling him off to the patio of a nearby tea shop, clutching your bag.

He smirks, "what was that?"

"Tartaglia- take. me. home."

"Home? That's pretty far from here", he sits down on one of the chairs on the patio as the toy is still buzzing inside you.

"Turn it off then you've already won-!”

"Aw baby but it's so fun to see you squirm like this, how about I just give you what you want?"

Your eyes light up slightly, you can't let him see how happy you are or it'll just go to his head.

You nod, thinking he's agreeing to taking the two of you home but he's not moving?

"You don't want it now?"

Here? Now? You could hardly believe him. But the thought of it didn't turn you off, it did quite the opposite.

The toy in your pussy was driving your thoughts and before you could think you were sat on his lap, with your tongues twined. You could feel his hands gripping your thighs as he grinded you into his cock, you could feel how hard it was even through his clothes.

"If you really want it you'll have to show me."

You couldn't take it anymore.

You slipped off your panties and rubbed yourself on his thigh, rutting against him, your pussy was so wet he could feel it soaking his clothes. His hands reached towards your chest and pulled down your shirt, your breasts spring out as he plays with your nipples, watching your tits bounce as you ride his thigh.

"You really want me to fuck your guts huh baby?"

You nod and his hand finally slips down towards your sex, he licks his fingers and rubs your sore clit, you've already came a few times from the toy still left inside your hole.

He pulls you off his thigh and sets you on his lap, unbuckling his belt and you watch his cock grow even more. He slides his tip up and down your slit, pressing his head against your clit.

Finally, the toy is out of you, and not seconds later replaced by his huge cock.

He's bouncing you up on his member, suckling on your chest, watching you rub your clit.

"You look so sexy like this baby, I hope someone sees how perfect you look while I stuff you full."

You almost forgot you were in public, but it just made you more wet thinking about the risk.

Anyone could see you riding Tartaglia, but all you cared about was his cum filling you up.

You find him twitching his legs, furrowing his eyebrows as you suck his cock in, tightening around him as you get closer.

Not after long, he's rutting into you as you bounce and cursing so loud people might just hear. Your moans escape you as you try to hold back, but you end up just releasing on his dick, leaving a white rim at the base of his cock.

Seeing you fucked out and breathless sends him over the edge, he fucks his cum into your hole and you fall into his shoulder, as he breathes even faster.

Time to run errands for 2 weeks!

whimsic4alwasab1 ™ - do not copy, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own.

#jo’s posts #smut #genshin smut #genshin #genshin impact smut #genshin impact #genshin imagines #childe #tartaglia smut #ajax #childe tartaglia ajax #ajax smut #childe smut #tartaglia #childe tartagalia #genshin tartagalia #genshin childe

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heartchoi · 1 year

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tutor ㅡ c.sb

pairing: tutor!soobin x fem!reader

wc: 1.1k

warnings: dom!soobin, sub!reader, clothed sex, unprotected, creampie, slight overstim, dirty talk, cockwarming, pet names, dacryphilia, (Kind of) dumbification, a bit of possessive soobie at the end

(continuation of this blurb)

originally, soobin was supposed your english tutor.

however, you think that you’ve gone too far to consider soobin as just your tutor now. not after this.

it’s quite unclear how you’ve gotten yourself here; sitting on soobin’s lap while his huge cock rests inside you, filling you to the hilt. a discarded stack of books are pushed onto the side of your desk, a witness to the situation you’re both in.

soobin bounces his leg, laughing at the way you whimper, clamping your walls on his dick immediately. “please,” you gasp. “don’t tease, soobin- fuck!” you whine, soobin bouncing his leg again. “do you want me to fuck you?” he asks, mock sympathy in his voice.

“tell me, pretty girl.” soobin turns your head gently to face him, flashing a dimpled smile once you meet eyes. god, it’s hard to believe that this is the man whose huge cock is buried deep in your guts. “tell me, how badly do you need me?” he rolls his hips slightly, the tip of his cock pressing against a spot that had your eyes rolling back. “can’t speak? i haven’t even fucked you properly yet.”

soobin chuckles at the effect he has on you, a mess already and all he’s done is let you cockwarm him. “i’m sorry, baby.” he whispers. wet tears filled your eyes from desperation and the pleasure of just having his cock inside you. you’re only able to blink before the tears drop, and stream down your face in tiny wet streams.

soobin kisses the tears away gently, softly apologizing as he promises to fuck you like a proper man should.

carefully, soobin sets aside the stray pencils and pens that littered your desk, opting to put them in a ceramic pen holder nearby. he lifts you easily before setting you on the desk.

you’re finally allowed to get a good look at him as you face soobin, his cock throbbing inside your heat. hair messily framed his face, strands falling in between his eyes and nose while his dress shirt continues to cover his figure. a few buttons have been undone at the top, courtesy of your desire for him. his jeans and belt were barely halfway down his thighs, clear evidence that you both were too horny and impatient to undress fully.

damn. he looks nice.

soobin brings an arm under your thigh. lifting it slightly over his shoulder. his free hand reaches up to grab one of your boobs, kneading the flesh.

“are you ready for me? i won’t be gentle.” he says, eyes boring into yours. you gulp, nodding your head. a fresh wave of arousal wets his cock. soobin hums, pulling out until the blunt head rests in between your folds before plunging himself right back in. the powerful thrust rips a cry out of you, there was no way he wasn’t going to fuck you stupid by the time he was finished with you.

"ah, you're tight." soobin groans out, bucking his hips into yours. "might fuck you like this every time i see you. maybe you'd actually pay attention to your lessons, hm?"

the words barely registered in your head, already too cock drunk to think straight. "thats what you are, isn’t it? just a doll for me to fuck into place." soobin hums. you whine incoherently, agreeing to whatever he said despite the fact you don't know what the hell he's talking about.

the only thing on your mind is how fucking huge his dick is, gliding smoothly inside you and hitting all the right places.

soobin's husky voice continues to feed dirty thoughts into your ear, the raspy tone sending vibrations through your body. his hips barrel into yours repeatedly, the sound of skin slapping becoming louder and louder. strings of wetness connect the two of you, the fresh waves of slick from your pussy covering both your thighs.

a tight knot forms in your stomach. tears flow down your face again, the pleasure too much for your body and mind to handle. soobin grins as he presses his forehead against yours. "does it feel too good, baby?" he asks. "i know, my cock just feels so good, doesn't it?" soobin brings a thumb to your cheek, wiping away a single tear. "what do you want, pretty? use your words. i know you can do it." he stares straight into your eyes, never breaking the eye contact. the man wants nothing more but for you to tell him directly what you want, it seems.

"i..." you stutter. "i wan.. want to come. p-please." soobin flashes a toothy grin, an innocent face compared to the way he changes his pace inside you; rutting into you like it's the end of the world. "is that so? come on my cock then."

soobin delivers a few more thrusts, and your vision turns white from how strong your orgasm is. by the time you come to, theres an increased wetness between the two of you, soobin's thighs covered in your sweet nectar.

and yet, he's still fucking you.

the sensitivity makes you moan, telling him that it's "too much" and that you "can't handle it." soobin hushes you, pressing a finger to your lips. "wait for me." he says, sternly.

soobin's thrusts grow harsher and harsher as he nears his climax. theres no way he hasnt dug into your stomach at this point, you think. his movements become rougher as well, groping your tits and sucking hickeys on any fresh skin he can get his hands on. "you're mine now, baby. no one can fuck you as well as i can." he growls. the newly possessive nature of his makes you moan out his name.

"fuck, you're so hot. you don't know how long i've been waiting to do this. say my name again." he demands. "s- soobin!" you cry out for him. soobin's thrusts falter, becoming sloppier and sloppier as he lets out a loud, breathy moan into your ear. "good girl."

minutes feel like hours when he finally gasps, pushing himself inside of you as far as he can before he fills you. warm, white ropes of cum paint your insides, marking himself inside of you. soobin pants exhaustedly, pulling out his softened cock before flopping back into the chair behind him.

"fuck."

#txt smut #soobin smut #choi soobin smut #txt hard hours #soobin hard hours #txt hard thoughts #soobin hard thoughts #🍒.soobin

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lxnarphase · 4 months

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Hii :3 How are u?

Could we have a Hakari x black!bimbo!fem!reader ? I have such a soft spot for bimbos istg 💞💞

so pink, so cutie ๋࣭ ⭑

☾₊‧⁺...cw : hakari kinji x blk!bimbo!fem!reader, smut, penetrative sex, dirty talk, rough sex, wet and messy, riding, cowgirl position, squirting, a single spank (I think), praise kink, kinji loves playing with your hair, kinji being a bully

☾₊‧⁺...a/n : mm i am not very sure yet how to write bimbo reader so I did my best, but more practice will probably help me get it right ❤︎

☾₊‧⁺...synopsis : you want to prove to hakari you can ride him without help, and he can't help but appreciate how cute you look doing it

hakari couldn't help himself, his hands were always in your hair, playing with your soft curls. he wondered the next time you get braids or faux locs in, hoping you'd get them in another cute color.

feeling you dig your nails into his shoulders makes him think. maybe you'd get them to match your pretty nails with his initial on your ring finger's nail. yeah, thinking of you with purple to match his hair with gold accessories would look perfect on you.

"k-kinjiiiii, stop daydreaming when i'm fucking you, dummy!"

magenta eyes snap back to you, his hand giving a little tug to your hair. "don't be a brat, cupcake, my girl just looks so incredible t'day," he fake pouts, his free hand caressing your hip as his fingers brush against the bunched-up fabric of your negligee.

you really do look so stunning on top of him like this, a little shy smile on those glossy lips as you bounce in his lap, sweet moans falling from your lips. the noises you're making are too quiet for his liking, though. he wants to flip you over so bad and fuck into your soaked hole and make you scream his name.

but hakari couldn't.

wouldn't.

not when just a little bit ago you were pleading with him to let you take control and ride him, giving him those 'innocent' doe eyes and that cute little pout on that mouth that was practically begging for him to push his cock into.

so here he is, letting his princess of a girlfriend use him for her pleasure...even though he could see you struggling each time you slid down to the base, a pitiful moan leaving you each time.

it was so cute how you were trying so hard, not wanting to give in and ask him for help, knowing you were so close to cumming, slow movements shifting to desperate grinding and bouncing on his cock.

the sight of you desperately fucking yourself on him has hakari groaning, hips unconsciously bucking up into you. "god, baby, look at you...fuck, you're taking me so well, you can do it," he coos in a low voice, savoring this new side of you.

the slick feeling of your gummy walls massaging him, practically strangling his cock was making him light-headed.

"such a pretty thing, my good girl, keep takin' that dick, baby, making your kinji so fuckin' proud."

your legs are shaking as you continue to ride him, hands resting on his chest as your eyes flutter shut, sweet whimpers as messy, wet noises start to fill the room.

his praise, it was always his praise that got you. it made you nearly go dumb on his dick, wanting him to keep saying how good you were doing, how pretty you looked, how good it felt for you to ride him.

getting lost in your head, you miss the way hakari let out a deep groan, eyes focusing on where you both were connected. you always were such a mess, but seeing how fucking wet you’re getting him right now...

each time you lift yourself up, sticky, wet strands of your slick connect to hakari's lap from your inner thighs and the sight is sinful, making his head fall back from the pang of need that shot down his spine, cock twitching in your warm cunt.

you had no idea what you did to him, did you?

those familiar little tears start to stream down your face as you grow closer and closer to your peak, cunt trying to milk him as you triy so hard to fuck yourself to orgasm...but you just couldn't, you couldn't get the angle right, couldn't grind the way kinji did.

and he can tell what you need, seeing you struggle to figure it out as you had this almost dumb look of confusion on your face as your moans turn to frustrated huffs, your bouncing turning to desperate humping.

as cute as it is to see you like this, he's had enough and knows he needs to take control. your inexperience with riding is edging you and him.

and hakari kinji does not get edged.

"aww, are y'crying? cupcake, you're so fucking spoiled, you know that, right?" he teases, a grin on his face when he sees the way you try to not giggle from his words, eyes immediately rolling back when he plants his feet onto the mattress and starts fucking up into you, that smug grin still on his face.

"k-kinjiiiii!" you practically squeal, falling forward onto his chest as he ruined your insides. "k-kin, kin, no fair, wanted-oh-w-wanted to do it," you whined, barely able to formulate a sentence with how he pounded up into you.

the bratty little words that left you send a surge of desire through hakari, and he can't help but laugh.

he was fucking you good, your gummy walls stretching to take each one of his thrusts as your pussy coats him in a constant stream of wetness, and you had the nerve to whine right now?

god, he's spoiled you rotten, hasn't he?

"mmh, but babyyyyy, you just needed your man to fuck you, right? you did so goddamn good, dolly, rode me 'til you made a lil' mess of me," he hisses, taking his bottom lip between his teeth when he feels how you clench on him so perfectly. "s'okay, I saw you struggling a bit, let me take care of you, lemme fuck this tight cunt, pretty girl."

you're so needy for hakari. it's almost cruel how the tip of his cock rams up against that spongy spot inside you that makes you cry his name, feeling his fingers dig into the fat of your ass as he keeps you from moving away from the sensitivity too much.

your eyes roll back into your head, drool dripping down your bottom lip and chin as hakari's hips slam up into yours, a dark chuckle leaving him between groans at your disheveled state. he loved that he could get his pretty baby stupid on his cock like this. it was so cute.

"you're takin' it soooo good, cupcake, you've learned to take my dick like, shit, like this, y'know that? fuck, so perfect, my perfect girl." hakari savors each and every sob you gave him, eyes never leaving your fucked out state.

your eyes drip with tears as you couldn't do anything but take it, body in heaven as you lost the will to be bratty with him. after all, you loved when hakari would take control and make you feel good when he saw you struggle.

he was a fucking sucker for making his pretty girl feel good.

"kinji, 'm gonna cum," you softly moan, so soft and quiet that told him this was going to break you. god, you were so fucking cute/ he could feel your pretty cunt squeezing him so tightly, each slide of his cock causing obscene squelching to fill the room.

hearing you say you were close, hakari quickerns his pace, his breathing heavy as his fingers dug into the fat of your ass, helping you meet his pace.

"s'okay," he panted, urging you as his magenta eyes locked to yours. you could see that he wanted you, and the pure, desperate need in his eyes made you moan his name.

he loved you so much, it was obvious, but every time you looked into his eyes when he buried his cock into you like this, each time that sweet drag of his cock made your cunt get wetter, you could tell one thing.

hakari was doing this for your pleasure and his top priority was making you feel good.

"you're so close, i can feel it, I can fucking feel it, baby. let go for me, lemme feel that pussy cum for me," he rasped, eyes fluttering shut as he cursed under his breath.

"k-kinji, kin, kinjiii, i'm cumming!"

"good fucking girl, fuckin' give it to me, doll, don't stop cumming, keep going."

it's so pretty to hear it come from your lips, but so much better when he feels it. your twitching and shivering, pussy fluttering around his fat cock that just keeps fucking thrusting into you, and you can't help but burst.

hakari's eyes darkened with possessive lust when he felt the start of it, his lower half suddenly wetter than before. you just squirted. hell, you still fucking are as he keeps moving, and suddenly hakari doesn't think this'll be the last round of tonight.

his pretty little angel just unlocked something inside of him that he knows he's never gonna get enough of, groaning at the sensation of you stretching his chest once the stimulation gets too much, his hips slowing down to give you a little break.

sweet little babbles of his name and incomplete sentences light you as you rested your head on his chest, pussy giving little squeezes as you tried to get your thoughts back.

"poor thing, i made you squirt? aww, c'mere babyyy, it's okay, it's hot as fuck, I promise. mm...can i cum, princess? you gonna let me cum?" he softly asks you, looking into your eyes as one of his hands comes up from your hip to your curls again, playing with it to get you to come back to him.

"oh, baby, i really fucked you stupid, didn't i..." hakari shifts, as if he's about to pull out of you, but he's stopped when you grind back down onto him, a choked moan escaping him.

"noooo, don't pull out, kin, you can't," you whine, finally able to lift yourself off his chest a little. you look a mess. mascara is running down your cheeks, your eyeliner is smudged a little, and it looks like all of your lip gloss came off...too bad, he loved how it made your plump lips look so kissable.

when you look like this, he has to fuck you again...yeah, he's gonna do his job right and stuff that pretty pussy with his cum, make sure his princess is nice and full.

"shit...get on your back, cupcake, you look so pretty. I'm gonna fuck you just a lil' more, okay? i wanna fill you up, dolly...let's see if we can make you squirt again too, hm?"

#hakari kinji x reader #hakari kinji smut #hakari x you #hakari kinji x you #hakari x reader #hakari smut #jjk x you #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #🥃 ── kinji.#𖤐 ── lxnarworks.

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m00nh1gh · 5 months

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REDBONE

Han x reader

Two of Jisung's favorite things lately are getting high and having sex, but he hadn't tried both at the same time yet.

Contains: They are both under the influence, Han loves reader's tits, unprotected sex, very messy

I've never taken weed nor have I ever been high, so what I write might not be accurate!

Word count: 1.4k.

As soon as you entered the apartment complex, you could smell weed in the air and you also heard music blasting in the hallway. That was coming from where you two live, so you already knew what Jisung had been up to. You smiled to yourself, unlocking the door to your tenement, ready to see your boyfriend either on the couch or on the bed. Either way, you'd see him immediately, since you live in a small studio. It's only one room.

“Baby!” You heard him whining dramatically when you walked in, kicking your shoes away. You laughed and he stood up from the couch, walking up to you and holding you by the waist loosely.

“I missed you so much, gimme a kiss,” he pouted his pretty lips at you and you pecked them quickly with a smile.

“Decided to get high without me?” He kept holding you as you walked over to the couch, finally letting go of you when you sat down.

“Sorry babe, had a rough day,” he sighed, taking a hit of his blunt before handing it to you. You picked it and brought it to your lips, closing your eyes when you sucked in the smoke. It was finally time for you to let go of the things that happened today.

“Hm, wanna talk about it?” With one hand, you pulled him closer to you as you fell back against the couch. He laid his head in your chest, sighing.

“We're just all on edge lately. Don't know what to write for new songs. Chan was mad at us today,” he explained and you ran your hand through his hair, humming

“Did he apologize?

- Over text, yeah. He left to get some air and then we left too.

- You'll be alright tomorrow.”

Taking another hit from the blunt and breathing the smoke out in the air, you placed it in the ashtray as you felt your heartbeat fasten. Jisung seemed completely relaxed and you giggled a little. He lifted his head to look at you and he smiled.

“Gimme another kiss, please?”

You nodded and he lifted himself up to bring his lips to yours, breath hot on your nose as he kissed you lazily. His tongue slipped into your mouth swiftly, making you whine when it slid against yours. Your arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him even closer to you, making the both of you laugh against each other's lips.

“Baby, might get hard if you keep touching me,” he mumbled, taking a strand of your hand between his fingers and wrapping it around one.

“Nothing wrong with that,” you bucked your hips up teasingly, meeting his crotch. He groaned and pushed them back down on the couch, sitting up on his knees. “What d'you wanna do? You choose.

- I get to choose?” His eyes sparkled and you smiled, cheeks flushed as you nodded.

“Take it off,” he lifted your shirt up and you took it off for him, sitting up too with his arm around your lower back as he unclasped your bra, sliding the straps down your arms until the clothing piece was completely off. He licked his lips when he saw you, as if it was his first time.

“Pretty baby,” he whispered as he lowered his head, kissing your chest and licking your nipple. You brought him with you again as you lay on the couch, his lips never leaving your breasts. The sounds were so wet and they turned you on even more, his tongue was one of a saint in your opinion and you thought you could cum undone only like this if you wanted.

He bit on one of your nipples as he looked up to see your reaction. You arched your back exaggeratedly with a moan, the feeling more prominent than when you are sober.

“How does it feel?” He asked, licking your stinging skin. He was curious as to how you perceived things in this state, because even if he was high too, he wasn't the one getting bit.

“It hurts,” you said and you let out a broken ‘ah’ when he pinched your other nipple.

“And this?

- Hurts too,” tears filled your eyes and he noticed it.

“Aww baby, don't cry,” he cooed, a smirk plastered on his face as he kissed you again, massaging your boobs with one of his hands. You could feel he was hard when he positioned himself between your legs and the shivers that ran down your spine were crazy. Something you'd never felt before.

You tugged on the hem of his shirt and immediately, it was off, his skin was hot and felt so soft under your fingers. You traced them along his muscles, lips parted and eyes half-lidded.

“Like what you see?

- Yeah.”

He chuckled and grabbed your wrists with one hand, pinning them above your head as he made out with you. You felt cold since the cold air hit with Jisung's saliva on your chest, but when he pressed his against you, you suddenly felt hot - too hot - and you moaned.

He struggled to take the rest of your clothes off since he didn't want to let go of your wrists, but then his hard cock slid against your wet pussy and you were in complete bliss. You ached for him, your senses heightened and your whole body shaking under him. Was that normal? You didn't even know.

“Fuck, yeah. Gonna ruin that fucking pussy, you'd like that, right?” You nodded eagerly, trying to free your wrists from his grasp but he only tightened his hold on them instead.

“Keep still for me, baby,” he kissed right under your ear as he talked quietly, eyes closed peacefully and tip already at your entrance. “Close your eyes.”

You both gasped when he entered you, it was as if you could feel every small veins on his dick inside you and you were so wet Jisung thought he could pass out at the feeling, eyes rolling to the back of his head as you moaned against his ear. His grip loosened a little, but you didn't even notice it. You were too focused on the overwhelming pleasure mixed with pain to even care.

His breaths sounded like small moans as he thrusted in as well as yours. The music in the background coursed throughout your body, it was one of your favorite songs. Jisung was the one who made you discover it and it was now part of both of your lives.

“Can you hear that? It's our song,” he looked down at you, still fucking you at an uneven pace and you couldn't even respond, mouth open and eyes closed.

Jisung took that opportunity to let go of your wrists and to enter two fingers in your mouth, softly pressing on your tongue. It tasted salty, you wrapped your lips around them and you looked up at him.

His eyes were fixed on your lips, he almost forgot he was balls deep inside you, but you rolled your hips against him and he moaned, sucking in a breath, and focusing back on your cunt.

“So warm and wet everywhere- ah-,” he pulled his fingers out of your mouth and he brought them to your clit, spreading your saliva on it. You were too sensitive for this. You spasmed and tried guiding his hand away, but he was stronger and he loved seeing you like this.

“Too much, Ji, please- mmh!” You almost cried, his dick was rubbing continuously against your g-spot at the same time, the pressure sent you over the edge spontaneously and your vision blurred as he guided you through your orgasm. His fingers dug into your hips from how hard he was holding you, but this time, you didn't even notice it. He soon pulled out of you and released all over your stomach, you were both a moaning and panting mess, hands shaking and hair sticking to your foreheads.

“What the fuck,” he breathed out with a shaky laugh, his hand running through his hair and your vision came back to normal soon after.

You laughed too, eyes closed again and he cuddled up to you, uncaring about his cum sticking to his and your skin, you could wash up later.

“Thanks for letting me do this,” he kissed your temple and you nodded with a smile on your face.

“I'd do anything for you, you know that.”

#Spotify #skz #stray kids #skz imagines #skz scenarios #stray kids x reader #skz smut #stray kids smut #han jisung smut #han jisung #skz hard thoughts #han #han smut #i need him

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whorekneecentral · 3 months

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How about Max Verstappen enemies to lovers/“forbidden” partners sexual tension, With the prompts “a little flirting never hurt anybody” and/or “come on now let’s have some fun” :)

banger - I also made it wolff!reader :) // prompts: “a little flirting never hurt anybody” + “come on now let’s have some fun”

You and Max were always pestering each other.

Being the same age and somewhat friends, you saw eye to eye on everything but formula one teams. Max being a driver for RedBull and you being the daughter of the team principal for Mercedes, it was doomed from the start.

Everyone had ended up in Abu Dhabi for the last race of the season, and Lewis had convinced you to join him at the club as Seb had invited him alone. Since Sebastian was retiring, everyone's sort of gave into him and did what he asked over the last few weeks. So when Sebastian says everyone is going to the club, everybody's going to the club.

You had quite a few drinks, now leaning on the seat in Seb's booth as you listening to the blaring music. Lewis disappeared a while ago, telling you that he'd be back but you were certain you'd be hitching a ride from with someone else.

Someone's hand rests on your hip from behind and you turn to see who it was, you were met with none other than Max Verstappen.

"What do you want?" You asked, more like slurred. He shook his head at your words, smiling as he held you steady. "Don't be rude, y/n."

"I'm not rude, you're annoying."

Max laughed. "I haven't even said anything to you yet."

"But you will, you'll try to flirt with me." You jutted a finger in his chest.

"A little flirting never hurt anybody.” Max whispers in your ear, a shiver trickles down your spine and you step away from him, shaking off the feeling - You were not going to allow yourself to feel something for him.

You scoffed, walking off to get another drink. Max follows you, caging you in between his arms and the bar as you waited to order. "Live a little, babe. Come on now let’s have some fun," he whispers in your ear.

Your body betrays you, melting into his touch as his hand meets your hip. You find yourself leaning back into him, the smell of his cologne making your head spin. Max smiles at you - frankly it was a shit eating grin when you turn to face him.

Max's hand is in yours, before you know it, you're following max through the packed club to the closest empty room.

You kissed the man the moment the door shuts, there’s some shuffling until you settle on his lap and he's sitting up on the bench in the room but never did you two let go of each other.

You're now straddling him, thighs squished on either side of him and your arms over his shoulders. His hand slides down from your hip to your ass, giving it a little squeeze.

It spiralled from there, as it does most times. Max had you wrapped around his finger and you both knew that.

Hands all over each other, clothes being tugged and pulled on. You’re both impatient, wanting more than you can get too at the moment.

Max scoots you back on his lap, undoing his pants as you unbutton his shirt, the baby blue fabric pushed over his broad shoulders only to get stuck behind him between himself and the wall. Your dress pulled up over your hips, panties pulled to the side as you sink down onto his cock.

His hand on your hip guiding you, letting you bounce on his lap, his name falling from your lips.

He bucks his hips and your nails drop down from his shoulders to the scratches along his back. He lets out a groan, his face buried in the crook of your neck.

Your hand tangles in his hair, pulling his head back so you can kiss him.

“So good,” you mumble against his cheek, rocking your hips back and forth.

His hands squeeze at your hips, fingers digging in hard enough to leave behind fingerprints.

“Mmm there,” you breathe, chest pressed to his. His lips find your shoulder, he bites down softly when he feels you clench around him.

“Gonna cum for me, sweetheart?” He whispers into your shoulder, peppering kisses over where he had just bitten. Humming, your arms are wrapped around him.

It was few more minutes before you and Max separated, the man letting you up off of his lap as you both fixed your clothes and stepped out of the room. You two ended up back at the bar, doing a round of shots before officially separating for a night - you won't lie, you did steal a few glances at him.

Lewis grabs your arm before you walk into him, pulling your focus to him. "Where have you been? I was looking for you."

"Sorry," you smiled, "I was in the bathroom, you know how girls are - chatty."

#max verstappen #max verstappen smut #max verstappen x reader

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naughtyjjk · 5 months

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masturbating in front of you

characters: gojo x fem reader warnings: 18+, smut, masturbation, dirty talk, handjob, denial, exhibitionism/voyeurism (kinda?) you're not allowed to touch; you can only sit there and watch as gojo pleasures himself in front of you...

gojo satoru, who spends the whole day teasing you, getting you all worked up, making you want him but never going any further than a few provocative touches.

gojo satoru, who knows that you're sexually frustrated by now but continues to deny you of any relief, pretending to be busy whenever you try to make a move on him.

gojo satoru, who walks up behind you to whisper lewd comments in your ear, "i bet your pussy is craving for my cock... you always look so good when you're squirming under me, all desperate to be filled. you want me to fuck you right now, don't you?" then he'll pull away and move on, leaving you all hot and bothered while pretending that nothing happened.

gojo satoru, who is secretly just as pent up and turned on as you are, but he's holding himself back because he has a plan. it's going to be better this way, he thinks. it's going to be so fucking hot.

gojo satoru, who takes you to bed at the end of the day, strips you down to your underwear, and tells you an order: no touching him or yourself until he gives you permission.

gojo satoru, who teases you, always teasing, as he slowly lifts up his shirt, taking it off. slowly unzips his pants. slowly pulls out his cock. finally, he can free himself; he's been hiding the tent in his pants all day, cock aching between his legs.

gojo satoru, who revels as you take in the sight of his naked body, eyes traveling from his broad shoulders to his toned chest to his defined abs and lower, lower...

gojo satoru, who hears you let out a soft moan when your gaze lands on his strong thighs, his hard cock—flushed and curving up against his abdomen.

gojo satoru, who slicks his hands with lube and wraps his fingers around the base of his cock, giving it a light squeeze to feel just how hard he is, and to show you how big he is.

gojo satoru, who doesn't feel even an ounce of embarrassment putting on a show for you because he knows that he's attractive, that his body turns you on. he likes showing off his pretty cock to you, long and thick, imagining that it's your pussy clenching around it instead of his hand.

gojo satoru, who begins to stroke himself while looking at you, hand moving up and down the entire length of his cock. he knows his own body and how to make himself feel good, twisting his wrist, circling around the sensitive head. his hips buck forward until he's basically fucking his hand, wishing it were you instead. faster, faster—

gojo satoru, who moans your name—"fuck, baby, i need you... need you so bad"—as he starts leaking precum, his other hand reaching down to fondle his balls. they feel so heavy, so full, and his cock is ready to burst at any moment.

gojo satoru, who sees you watching him intensely, horny and aroused, legs spreading apart wider as if to invite him toward you. your underwear is soaked. you're so wet from seeing him jerk off and your hands are digging into your legs, trying so hard to hold yourself back. trying not to touch your aching pussy, like he instructed.

gojo satoru, who trembles as he gets close, moaning louder, panting. he says, "mm, fuck, feels so good. is your pussy throbbing?" he focuses his strokes on the tip of his cock and gasps. "don't—don't you dare touch yourself. not yet, baby. not until i come first."

gojo satoru, who hears you begging, "p-please, satoru, just fuck me. fuck me already, please!" but he never does. he's selfish, only chasing after his own release as he feels his orgasm rapidly approaching.

gojo satoru, who throws his head back as a rush of pleasure courses through him. he ruts into his hand, hips thrusting wildly, cock pulsing in his grip. "oh, f-fuuckk, i'm—i'm gonna—"

gojo satoru, who comes hard all over the bedsheets in front of him, crying out as hot ropes of white spill from his cock. he's panting, still twitching as he strokes himself a few more times, riding out his orgasm.

gojo satoru, fucked out and in ecstasy, looks at you and grins. your panties are drenched. you're beyond turned on and you seem like you're at your limit—but you've obeyed his orders and didn't touch yourself even once. "such a good girl. i bet you're so desperate for some relief... now, it's my turn to watch you."

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#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #jjk men #jjk imagine #naughtyjjk #gojo #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo smut #jjk gojo

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seungmoonandstars · 5 months

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Thoughts on how you think it went when Seungmin discovered he likes bwing called 'puppy' intimatly?

Say it again...please

Kim Seungmin/female reader

wc: 1.3k

rating: explicit/18+ ✴

comments: hopefully you don't mind this written as a oneshot! Please let me know if you'd like a fluffier version, though

⋆˚☆˖°

Seungmin rolls over in bed and faces you. It's dark, and he's looking at his phone, so it's casting a harsh light on his face. He's smiling at something.

"Why are you still up?" You ask, then look at your own phone. It's almost 2 in the morning. Both of you went to bed late, but it feels like you've been asleep for hours.

"Why are you still up?"

"I was asleep. You must have woken me up rolling around over there."

"I wasn't rolling around!" He sets his phone down on the bed, “I can’t sleep.” He puts on his best pout, but you can never tell if he’s playing around or if it’s real. He cries wolf too much. “Don’t be mean.”

“I’m never mean to you.”

Seungmin narrows his eyes at you and licks his lips. He scoots a little closer. Now there’s only enough space between you to breath. But he doesn’t do anything yet—just stares at you for a long moment.

“I’m tired and I can’t relax,” he coos, finally, and you can see the tiny disturbance under the blanket, and you can hear the sound of his hand moving to you. His fingers find your hip and grab, knead deeply. It makes you jump and he laughs. “Did that hurt?”

He keeps doing it, though. His hand slides down your thigh and grabs the softest part.

You shake your head. “Are you gonna make me work?”

Now Seungmin shakes his head, and it turns to a nod. His eyes are big and soft, and he’s still pouting at you. The warmth of his hand is on your inner thigh, moving up, squeezing; fingers spread roughly across your cunt and make you jump again “Pleeaase.” He whispers.

He smiles when you whisper his name.

“Minnie what?” His touch softens, and then it’s gone. You can hear it snaking back to his side. “Baby?”

“Talk about being mean.” You lift yourself and throw the blankets away from him, “giving me those eyes and that pout…that’s mean.”

The look of satisfaction on his face—his big smile, eyes squeezed shut—as you straddle him makes up for his manipulation, but you won’t tell him that. You reach down and run a hand across his thigh, and you can tell he’s hard. His cock is pushing against his briefs, desperate to be freed.

“Don’t tease.” The soft, anguished look on his face is his specialty. His hips buck up to make contact, and his eyes light up when you give him a little moan.

“So cute,” you lean forward and kiss down the side of his face before taking him in your hand.

The fabric between his cock and your hand is killing him. He tries to cry and protest, but your mouth is on his, keeping him quiet. His knees bend and his feet are flat on the bed as he lifts himself up, trying to make as much friction as possible.

“Okay okay…” you say into his mouth.

He opens his eyes and pushes his nose against yours until you’re looking directly at him. He whines.

“Okay baby…” you leave him there, crawl down until you can hook your fingers under his briefs, and yank them down.

Seungmin moans when he’s finally free.

When he reaches for his cock, you grab his wrist. You can tell he’s aching to be touched. “Relax, puppy. Your job is to look cute.”

“Hmm?” He bucks his hips and squirms when you run the same hand up his thigh. “What did you call me?”

You don’t answer—now you’re busy getting yourself out of your underwear. He watches you crawl back, place your knees on either side of him. He can’t help but grab you—squeeze the soft skin on your hips. He pulls you down a little and you let him do it. The head of his cock is touching you, just barely.

“Say it again...please.” His eyes grow even bigger. They somehow sparkle back at you in the dark.

“Say what again, puppy?”

He smiles and pushes up until you slide over his length, and it gets a soft sound out of you. You try to keep yourself together, but you’re soaking wet, and now he knows it.

“Am I your little puppy?” He pokes his tongue out and licks his lips.

“Yeah, my horny little puppy. You like that? Do you like begging for it?”

“No…” he whines again. “Don’t make me beg, baby.”

“Those big sad eyes are telling me you like it.”

One hand drops from your hip, and a moment later, his head is pushing in. And he slides in so smoothly, you have no choice but to just let it happen.

Seungmin grips you again and slams himself into you, over and over until you fall forward, palms open on his chest. He pulls you down to meet each thrust, and the sound of skin on skin as he fucks you fills the entire room.

“Does that feel good?” You breath out between thrusts.

He nods and smiles sweetly, “you’re so—” he moans and tiny laugh sneaks out. “…wet.”

You are. You can feel the mess you’re making on him every time your bodies meet.

He groans and slows himself down, but he doesn’t stop yet. The room goes quiet, save for the ragged breaths coming from both of you. Seungmin’s arms fall to his sides, leaving you alone to move slowly up and down on him.

“What’s wrong, pup, did you go a little too hard?” You roll your hips to get a rise out of him, “you gonna come already?”

Seungmin whines dramatically and reaches up to grab the pillow. He squirms and lifts himself, very lazily, to feel you when you purposely slow yourself down.

“Yeah, if you keep calling me that.”

“Puppy?”

He smiles, moves his hips again.

“You’re so cute,” you lean forward and kiss a few spots on his chest. “Stop it.”

“No.”

He grips you again and sends you forward with the force behind his thrusts. Fingernails are digging in, and you know he’s going to leave marks—maybe a bruise in the morning. It feels like he’s trying split you in half, but when you look down at him, his face is calm and sweet—he’s flushed, but he hasn’t broken a sweat.

“Minnie,” you cry out, but you can barely find your breath now. “Min—”

“Who?” He releases you from the grip of his fingers, but slides his hand up your sides.

“Puppy…puppy,” you whine.

“Is puppy gonna make you come?”

You nod. The pressure is getting to be too much already. You’re full of him—too full, and too stretched out around his size. He’s hitting you exactly where you need it.

He picks up his pace and fucks relentlessly. Seungmin takes the control away from you every time, and sometimes you don’t know how he does it. The other times, it’s just you purposely teasing until he can’t take it anymore.

Seungmin watches you take every inch. His grip on your waist tightens, and he’s pushing you down hard, slowing down for a moment just to watch you swallow him over and over again. But he can’t handle it anymore. His stomach muscles flex, he speeds up.

“I’m gonna…,” he says, eyes half closed, dark with lust. His lips are red and swollen from his licking and biting.

Before he can say it, he feels you tighten around him, and he knows you beat him there. He lets go as you squeeze tight around him. You feel it, he keeps pumping himself into you, slowly and carefully. And a moment later, his come is running out of you and making even more of a mess.

His body is tense and you know his orgasm is still working its way through him. It’s lasting much longer than yours. Lucky for him.

Eventually, his body relaxes. His face softens again, and a satisfied smile creeps across his face.

“That was fast,” you come down and kiss him on the lips, “…puppy.” You whisper the last part.

“Yes, and very nice,” Seungmin says it sweetly into your neck, kisses, sighs against your skin, and growls softly.

#kim seungmin #kim seungmin x you #kim seungmin x reader #kim seungmin x y/n #seungmin x reader #seungmin x you #skz seungmin #seungmin x y/n #kim seungmin smut #skz x reader #stray kids smut #stray kids fanfic #requests #asks #oneshot

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werecreature-addicted · 6 months

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Hey there!

Could you do something about a werewolf (sub top) that is into being slapped and bitten? And the reader is a vampire (Dom bottom)? /nf

"p-please, need it," he whimpers pawing at your belt, careful with his claws, he knows how mad you get when he ruins your expensive vintage clothes. You reach forward and hook a finger on his collar, tugging him up from his knees. His eyes are soft, desperate, and submissive as a rottweiler. You look at his claws, at the flash of sharp teeth you see as his lips move, begging for just a little attention. He could so easily take from you what he wants, but your good boy would never do that.

You drag him by the collar to your bedroom. He stumbles over his own feet a couple times but he doesn't complain. you toss him onto the bed and stand looking at him, hands on hips.

"What is that you want exactly?" you ask, already taking off your belt, his eyes drop to your crotch as you undo the button on your pants.

"I want you to sit on my dick," he whimpers, you smile to yourself at the wording of that, you could have fun with him and still technically give him what he asked for. He seems to catch the look in your eye and quickly corrects himself. "I want you to ride me- fuck me make me cum," he whimpers.

"Such a good pup, using your words," you praise as you crawl over to him. you can still tease him and give him what he asked for even with this much more specific set of requests, after all, he didn't say you couldn't edge him a little first.

You do as he asks, riding his cock, bouncing in his lap while you rake your sharp nails down his furry chest. He whimpers and bares his throat to you. your mind goes blank with desire and you barely have time to mumble out "tease" before you're attaching your mouth to his neck. He whimpers and bucks his hips up into you while you drink from him and his sweet blood, you've completely forgotten about fucking him and he's doing his best to remind you.

He whines a little louder and paws at your hips trying to move you up and down his cock. "mmm be patient baby," you tell him and smack away his hands.

You take your time savoring your little snack before you go back to riding him. This time he can't keep his hands off of you, even trying his best to be a good boy he needs you to move faster and he's more than willing to help you move faster. You can feel his knot swelling at the base and catching a little with each thrust as he presses himself as deep into you as he can go.

Just before he cums you pull off of him, and he cries out, practically howling as he thrusts up pathetically trying to bury himself deep inside of you again, but he can't quite reach you, he collapses to the bed in a frustrated heap with his ruined orgasm making him throb with need.

"no fair-" he whines, you crack him hard across the face once, and you hit him hard enough that it makes your palm sting, but it probably didn't feel like more than a love tap. still, it's enough to get his attention. his eyes lock on yours, waiting for whatever you have in store for him next.

"I'm not done yet don't wine," you croon before leaning down, kissing the tip of his hot hard cock. you always take care of your boy, even if you're mean about it.

#monster imagine #monster fucker #monster boyfriend #teratophillia #werewolf #monster #werewolves #werewolf x reader #werewolf boyfriend #vampire reader #werewolf x vampire

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suemaelee · 5 months

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_Nsfw_ a short little smutt_

"You sure you ready?"

"Yeah, I mean, I have no choice, really," he chuckles.

"Mmmh, finish packing, l won't bother you any longer." You give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Bother me? Comon, this is when I need you the most. Please stay here, " he says.

"Okay okay, I'm sorry. It's just...I hate that you're leaving but happy you get to be with all the members again.

"Yeah, it's bitter sweet" he says looking into your eyes.

You were about to tear up, but you decided to keep it together. He could see that this is bothering you. I mean, for months you won't be able to see each other. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you in close next to him on the carpet floor. He gives you a kiss.

"Before you know it, I'll be back healthier then ever"

You chuckle and look down. "Yeah...I know you wil."

You look back up at him. You both have a moment where you just stare into each other's eyes. When an idea popped into your head.

"Let's stop being all sad. Let's make these last moments worth it before you leave tomorrow. "

"Oh?" He says with a smirk.

You grab on to his t-shirt and kiss him passionately. You sit up on top of him while he grabs your waist and pulls you in closer to him. You start to remove his shirt. Revealing all the extra skin you can kiss and nibble on. So you do exactly that. He groans and moans with passion. Feeling your warm tongue all over his body. You head straight down for his pants next. His loose gym shorts didn't leave much to the imagination. You pull his shorts down along with his boxers, revealing his rock-hard cock, glossy by his own pre-cum. You grab onto it and start leaving kisses all over it. On the sides, bottom, top, and all around. Then you slowly lick his dick from the bottom to the top, remaining eye contact with him. You can see by his expressions that he is enjoying himself. He's almost eager. Before you know it, he grabbed on to you head from the back and had started to gently push you head down onto him. Letting out a loud moan.

"Ah fuck" he groans.

Seeing how eager he is becoming, you now try to take him in as deep as you can while stil working your tongue onto him. Making him a moaning mess.

"Fuck y/n, oh my god yes"

He starts to lightly buck his hips into your mouth while still controlling your head and the speed.

"Fuck, y/n..your gonna make me cum, wait wait"

"Mmmh, but i don't wanna" you nag and continue.

"No, no, stop," he insisted

"Whats wrong"

"I need to be inside you when I finish. I need to look you in the eyes. Get on the bed." His voice is steady.

You like seeing him this desperate. So you take your time. Slowly getting up. Removing your sweater. Then your pants. Now you're in your socks, panties, and bra. Kneeling on the edge of the bed in front of him. You take off your bra and start to play with yourself, here and there, biting your lips, just to tease him a little. You can see he likes it, yet very impatient.

He pushes you to lie on your back and climes his way over your body, admiring it naked for the last time for a while. He starts to leave kisses all over your jaw, neck, shoulders, tits and stomach. He's just too eager. And you are too. He comes back up and starts to kiss you passionately. He pulls your panties to the side and starts running his fingers over your already soaked pussy. You moan softly into his kisses. He puls his finger back up, and while remaining eye contact, brings his fingers to his mouth.

"Mmh, you taste so good, baby."

He then sits up straight and brings his cock closer to your pussy. He positions himself and starts to push himself into you.

"Oh fuck" you moan.

A little deeper, and he's in. He starts to thrust Into you. Though you can see it's difficult for him to hold back. Both hands on your throat while he starts to go faster and harder.

"Fuck, I'm gonna miss this pussy" he moans out loud.

"I'm gonna ...miss this dick baby."

You just knew that's what he wanted to hear. He goes even faster, making you moan even harder, making the bed shake and making you feel like you're on cloud nine. High from the lust.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum" you moan out.

"Yeah baby? Cum for me. Cum right now "

You start to feel your body lose control, the way he makes you feel. Your body shakes in pleasure as you reach your orgasm. At that same moment, you start to feel him, too.

"Ah fuck baby, I'm gonna cum"

He starts bucking his hips harder and faster, losing control completely.

You feel his hot cum splurging into you. You both let out your last couple moans of pleasure before calming down.

"Fuck, that was...."

"Amazing" you reply.

He pulls out slowly and plops down next to you. You lie down under his arms after exchanging a few kisses.

And then everything went black. You wake up. It's the next morning. Next to you is a note.

"HI love, didn't want to wake you. You seemed to be sleeping so peacefully. When you read this, I've already gone. But I'll be back in no time. I promise. I wiL think about you every stepping moment of the day and you will think about me too, right?

I love you so much baby. Take care love.

Xoxo jk.

(PS. I'm taking your favorite perfume with me. Just so I can remember your scent.)

♡Army....he's leaving. Their all leaving. But we can keep each other company till they are back and reunited, right? I decided to write a little something so we don't feel too empty inside. Please let me know your thoughts. And stay safe out there, my horny babes ♡

#bts fanfic #bts smut #bts x reader #jungkook smut #jk smut #bts army

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elliesd1fangirl · 3 months

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So Soaked ᥫ᭡ || MDNI !! 18+

(or risk it and don't get caught, if you're under 18 and sneaky 🤷🏻‍♀️)

from the river to the sea, palestine will be free 🇵🇸

cw : smut, jealousy, sex, c4m, tease, head, pet names, touch, swearing, shouting, use of Y/N. (let me know if I missed anything!!) !! NOT READ THROUGH YET !!

summary : after a long night at a bar, Ellie had enough when you started flirting back at a stranger, though she knew you would never cheat, she was still mad.

fem!reader sub!reader

"The fuck was that?!" Ellie shouted as you both walked inside your shared apartment after a long silent car ride. "Stop being dramatic." you stated, quickly coming to your own defense. "Fucking sex jokes? Flirting? Really?! Fuck, Y/N!" Ellie said as she slowly approached you before she continued, "..fucking strip..right.. now." Ellie said strictly which made you hold and hide a smirk because, damn, did you love hearing those words.

You slowly took off your top and then slowly your skirt after. "Couch." Ellie demanded to which you immediately accepted, and as you made your way over, Ellie was not too far away. Ellie waited for you to situate yourself on the couch before she immediately straddled you, aiming her rough kisses at your neck before moving down. Suddenly a moan escape your lips, "...Els.."

"I know baby, I know." Ellie said as she propped herself up on her elbows before leaving kisses all over your stomach and soon enough Ellie took off her own shirt before kissing you and finding the clip to your bra. "Can I, princess?" Ellie asked softly but intimidatingly and you nodded. "Words baby. I wanna hear you say it." Ellie whispered onto your lips as you both kept eye contact. "Yes..please.." you softly asked. "Good girl..just like that mama." Ellie said before removing your bra and examining your body. "My beautiful girl.." Ellie immediately cupped one tit with her hand while taking the other in her mouth. "Fuuhcck, Els.." you moaned out while covering your face and then suddenly Ellie stopped and looked up at you as one tit was still being cupped. "Move your hand. Eyes down here baby." Ellie said in sort of a raspy whisper. You looked down at Ellie where she was straddling you, "...Don't stop." you whined out.

Ellie chuckled and moved down past your stomach. "So fucking needy baby." Ellie kissed the insides of your thighs taking her sweet time. "I think someone forgot how they let a stranger talk dirty to them." Ellie teasingly cooed. "I'm sorry Els..please I need you s'bad." you whined once again. "Y'look so pretty begging f'me." Ellie said as she moved to your clothed slit that had an obvious wet spot. "So soaked baby." Ellie slowly slid the remaining clothing down your legs onto the floor. "So fucking gorgeous...whose it for hm?" Ellie tease, making you whine out. "Yours! i'm all yours, please." You could tell Ellie wasn't gonna make this easy. "Hmmm? I can't hear you baby, cmon." Ellie knew you were getting frustrated. She loved getting that satisfaction after what you did at that bar. "I'm yours Ellie! please..fuck me.." you begged. Ellie chuckled with a smug smirk on her face. "Such a good fucking girl..but you gotta be patient f'me okay?" Ellie gently spread your legs before tasting your soaked cunt. "Oh f..fuck." You instantly bucked your hips until Ellie pinned them down. "Keep lookin' at me baby, you taste s'good mama."

Ellie soon enough began lapping your folds and finding that bundle of nerve's that her tounge swirled and her lips sucked. "Els..Els.Elselselselsssss fuck! fuck fuck!" you chanted as she added her digits and you eventually felt the knot build in your stomach. Ellie knew how to make you cum even without effort. "Cmon baby, let it go f'me, you can take it." Ellie said into your dripping cunt. "Fuck Els! I'm gonna..-" You were suddenly cut off when Ellie added another finger, causing you to arch up and pull at her hair, and soon enough, you rode out your orgasm. Ellie made sure to slow her pace as you came down so she wouldn't overstimulate you. Ellie brought her fingers up to your mouth.

"Y'did so good pretty." Ellie said as she kissed you n stroked your hair with her free hand, and as soon as you were relaxed she left the room quickly. "Ellie?" You asked for her softly, and before you knew it she came back with a warm cloth and a cup of water. She even had a robe around her shoulder that she would put on you after her sweet aftercare. 💞💞

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brainddeadd · 11 days

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Worshiping Him

smut - body worship, praise kink, slight overstimulation, kinda subby yoongi/dom reader

Yoongi is lying down when you come home. He's sleepy, wearing some shorts you bought him and nothing else.

"Hi baby," his smile is dopey, his body relaxed, and you smile when you see him. "How was your day?"

"Better now that I've seen you," your voice is teasing, but you mean it.

"What's that look on your face for?" He knows what you want, he can tell, but he wants to hear you say it. Instead of answering, you pull off your work clothes and sit next to him on the bed, huffing from the effort after a long day. He runs his palm up your back soothingly, he knows you'll answer him when you're ready.

"I want-" you flush bright red.

"Baby, it's me." He's gentle, encouraging. "Nothing you say will be embarrassing or shameful."

"I want to worship you."

He blinks slowly. That's not what he thought you'd say. Fucked dumb? Probably. For him to use your throat? Maybe. Cockwarming? Possibly. But to worship him? That never would have crossed his mind. He could have been given a million guesses, taken years, and he'd still never have guessed that.

"If you don't want me to that's fine-"

"Woship me?" He's confused, voice coming out strained. "Why?"

It's your turn to blink at him stupidly. Why? Why? WHY?

"Min Yoongi, have you seen yourself?"

He splutters, and you roll your eyes, climbing over his lap and settling yourself onto his lap.

"Your lips are so kissable and pouty, I adore them," you press a soft kiss to his lips, and he holds you to him with a hand on your cheek.

"Your cheeks get so round and soft when you're eating, it's so cute." You give them a little pinch, making him swat your hands away before you press a kiss to each of his now blushing cheeks.

"Your nose has this cute lil freckle on it and I really just wanna boop it all the time," so you do.

"I love your hair, even more now that it's growing longer. It suits you, and I can pull on it easier," he shifts his thighs under you, and you can feel his cock slowly growing harder under your weight.

"I love your jawline, it's so sharp and defined." You trace your finger across it. "I'd say it could cut me, but you wouldn't like that."

He nods, and shrugs- you know him well. He never wants you hurt. Even if it is from his own jaw.

"Your neck is so hot, I love the way it looks when you throw it back in pleasure and the sounds that come from deep in your throat - rapping or otherwise." He moves to push his hard cock into your clothed cunt, and you move away. "Nope, no pussy until I'm done worshiping you."

He whines and you shut him up with a kiss before continuing.

"I love your collarbones and the way you're so sensitive there." You kiss each of them before pushing him so he's lying down again. You trace your finger down his chest and ghost over his nipples, causing his hips to buck up into nothing.

You giggle slightly and press slightly onto his nipple, causing him to whine again.

"Fuck baby." He's about to beg, so you remove your hands entirely and let him relax onto the bed again.

When he's somewhat relaxed, you place your hands on his stomach, running your fingers over the hard planes of toned muscle and smooth skin.

You move, so your face is in line with his stomach, and you place kisses over his skin, tracing your tongue along the ridges of his muscles. He squirms, hands moving to your head, wanting to push you down to his hard, leaking cock that's leaking and making a mess on the inside of his shorts. His hips buck up, seeking friction that he fails to get.

You trail kisses down his stomach to the waistband of his shorts, letting him get his hopes up, before you place a kiss directly over the growing patch of precome and you stand up, hearing him whine and watching him shudder.

"Baby, please, need you." Yoongi is begging.

"Patience baby, I'm not done yet." You fake a pout. "You don't want to ruin my fun do you?"

Yoongi shakes his head, and you smile at him, "good boy."

To say Yoongi whines would be too kind. The noise is guttural and deep, and you can tell from the way his stomach is tensing and hips are bucking, that he's cumming, untouched. You decide to be nice, and press your hand to his cock, letting him rut up into it until his orgasm is over.

You let him catch his breath, keeping you hand pressed to his still hard cock, knowing he likes the warmth, and smile softly at him when he opens his eyes.

"M'sorry." He whispers, chest heaving.

"It's ok baby," you kiss the closest patch of skin, his knee. "But we're not done yet."

He sucks in a breath, and you move your hand from his cock.

You place a kiss on his left ankle, trailing your lips up his leg, occasionally bringing your tongue out to trail on his smooth skin. You repeat the process on the other side, kissing up his inner thighs and stopping just before you get to his cock.

Standing, you pull a noise of protest from him before you pull him up to a sitting position and slip into the space behind him. There, you kiss the space between his shoulder blades and each of the scars from his shoulder surgery before you pull him back to lean on your chest.

You reach around in front of him, kissing his cheek and ghosting over his nipples again, before you - finally - slide your hands beneath his shorts, your fingertips meeting the cum from his previous orgasm.

He leans his head back onto your shoulder, already breathing heavily, and you grip his cock, making his breath hitch in his throat.

Slowly, you start to move your hand along his cock, making sure to apply pressure to the veins on the underside and to run your finger along the slit in his tip - something you know drives him wild.

Soon enough, he's panting, his bucking and moans falling from his mouth. You kiss his cheek again before moving on of your hands to his balls, squeezing gently and tugging his cock, which makes him let out another guttural noise, his cum flowing over your hands and making more mess in his shorts.

"Good boy, so good for me." He whines again and bucks his hips one last time before his body goes slack, and he tries to grab your hand through the material of his shorts. You smile and bring your hand out, licking his cum off first, and taking his hand in yours.

"Thank you." His voice is quite, relaxed.

"I love you." You let him rest on you for a few moments before you nudge him gently. "We've got to clean you up, baby."

He groans but moves anyway, knowing you're right and helps you off the bed, his hands coming up to undo your bra and pull it off your body.

You moan as he moves to touch your nipple and pull his free hand up to yours, taking his fingers into your mouth and sucking like they're his cock.

"You're gonna be the death of me."

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sansaorgana · 3 months

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Hi, I sent in the ask about smut? I was thinking about one where Gale is just so gentle during sex, holding you close and making sure you're okay? I just think he'd be so sweet

hello! 🌷 thank you for the request 👀 I'm a bit rusty with writing smut but I tried my best 😅 Buck and reader are married here and he's back from the war 🥰

btw Viola I'm sorry for using your gif for this 😂 I love you 😘

my inbox is open for blurb/short fic requests for major cleven 🤗

🔞 THIS FIC IS 18+ 🔞

You missed him so badly all those lonely nights when you blasphemously dreamt of his big hands roaming all over your feverish body, right after praying for his safety. As soon as the prayer ended, the fever started and no amount of pacing around, sipping water from the glass by the bed or reading books could help. It was a fire that only Buck could put out. You slept with the window slightly opened even during winter, writhing and sweating under the covers, whispering his name like it was another prayer. Touching yourself but it was never enough. How could it be?

And now you had him back in your arms and you were paralyzed underneath his body like you forgot how to do anything. It had been some time, of course, but you dreamt of this every night. Yet, there was no power in you to take over and show him how much you had missed him. You just wanted to lay down and savour every moment he spent on pleasing you.

"Baby, we don't have to do it tonight," Gale whispered and you furrowed your brows.

"What do you mean?" you asked and caressed the back of his head. "Are you tired, honey?"

"No, I mean… You seem to be absent," he noticed as his bright eyes searched through your face, worryingly. God, he was so beautiful with his cheek scratched and full lips slightly parted, a golden strand of hair falling down nonchalantly over his forehead. You couldn't believe he was yours and only yours.

"I want it, I just… I missed you so much, Buck. And now you're here with me, you're back, safe and sound, you're back for good and I… It's overwhelming," you confessed, avoiding his gaze.

"Oh, sweetheart," he cooed to you as his big, warm hands worked on pushing your nightgown up, slowly, tickling your skin with his fingertips and causing the goosebumps to appear on your arms. You moaned softly and he brought his lips to yours to give you a big kiss on the lips. "I missed you, too, doll. Every day and every night. You were always on my mind," he confessed in hasty whispers between the passionate kisses.

"I can't believe you've been a good boy, Buck," you giggled but he stopped immediately and cupped your face to make you look at him. His expression was dead serious. "Hey, it was a joke, baby," you explained.

"Don't make jokes like that, (Y/N). I didn't go there to have fun. I left fun here," he looked down at your body and then went back to your eyes. "It was my duty what I did there. I served my country to keep you safe."

"I know," you whispered softly. "Buck, I'm sorry. I know," you nodded and he nodded back before pressing his forehead to yours and going back to kissing you. You got lost in his taste and his sweet breath as you tangled your hands in his golden hair and pulled on it slightly.

Gale helped you to get out of your nightgown and placed lots of small kisses all over your jaw and neck, making you melt whenever he sucked on some sweet spot that would make you see stars. His fingers reached down to pull your panties and rub circles where you needed him the most. He smirked at how wet you already were for him.

"Well, well, well, Mrs. Cleven," he teased and you gasped at the sound of your surname coming out of his mouth in that deep voice of his. You had married shortly before he left so you weren't used to being called that. Not by him. "Is everything alright?" he furrowed his brows.

"I'm fine, sir," you smiled at him and he chuckled as his long fingers finally found their way inside you, curling and rubbing you vigorously. You arched your back at that sensation. It wasn't the real thing yet but it was already much better than what you had to live with until now. It was his very real touch, scratching the feverish itch deep inside that had been making you so frustrated for the past few months. It was like the wedding night all over again. "I'm so happy you're back with me," you whispered softly, almost inaudibly.

"And I'm happy to be back," he leaned in to kiss you all over your face as his fingers explored you gently, taking their time. His warm, muscular chest was pressed to yours and he watched carefully your facial expressions. Each time you winced or whined, he would slow down or stop completely, but at the same time he was getting drunk on your reactions and sweet moans.

"I'm gonna…" you closed your eyes, chasing the high you almost reached.

"No, doll, not yet," Buck stopped and you whined. He took his fingers out of you, leaving you with the painful feeling of emptiness. Instead, he took your panties off completely and got rid of his boxer shorts as well. He was more than ready for you now and you swallowed thickly at the sight.

It had been some time since the last one. And even then, you hadn't been married for long. You didn't get used to that fully yet.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I got you," he whispered as he put one of his hands under your back to pull you even closer to his chest. You felt his heart beating and his breath on your neck. Your legs opened wider to take him in.

"Mrs. Cleven?" he asked just to be sure. You only let out a nod in response. "Use your words, darling."

"Go on, Mr. Cleven," you crossed your legs behind his back and felt him slowly sliding inside. You throbbed around him, feeling every inch of him stretching you out in the most delicious way. Despite the pain, it was making you see stars from all the pleasure and the fulfillment.

Inch by inch, slowly, soon enough he was all the way in and gave you a moment to adjust to his size. In the meantime, Buck kissed away all the tears that showed up in the corners of your eyes from how overwhelming it felt.

"You're such a good, brave girl, you know that?" he asked and you nodded before kissing him and bucking your hips a little to let him know you were ready for him to thrust inside of you. His hips started to rock, hitting your sweet spot and making you moan out his name over and over again. You were almost out of your breath and completely out of your mind to finally have him like that.

Buck held one of your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours before bringing it up to his mouth to place tiny kisses upon your knuckles.

"I love you," he whispered and you wanted to tell him the same thing badly, but you couldn't. You couldn't say anything else except for his name that you kept saying over and over like a prayer.

"Buck… Buck… Buck…" you let go of his hand and grabbed his bicep to squeeze it and scratch it as you felt the overwhelming waves of pleasure growing inside of you.

"I know, doll," he shushed you and picked up the pace, still holding you close but making sure your bed squeaked as the frame began to hit on the wall gently. The sound alone mixed with your gasps and moans was enough to drive him crazy but he wanted to make you finish first. "Let go for me, baby," he breathed out, watching in awe all of your facial expressions; your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your toes curled and your lips parting lustfully.

"I'm gonna, oh, Buck…" was all you were able to said before exploding around him and getting lost in the pleasure. A few shivers went down your body as you squeezed him and he began to thrust even faster to finish as well. Not long after you felt your insides getting warm and sticky as Buck's sweaty face was inches away from yours. You put your hands behind his head and brought him down for a wet, sloppy kiss.

"Oh, baby," you smiled softly. "It feels so good to have you back."

"Damn it does," he chuckled and kissed your forehead as you giggled. "I'm gonna stay like that for a while, is that alright?"

"Yes, sir," you bit on your lower lip as your right hand started to draw circles upon his chest above you.

Suddenly, the lovely moment was spoiled by the sound of loud barking coming from the downstairs. You rolled your eyes and chuckled.

"Sorry, it's Meatball. I don't think he likes being down there all alone, you know?" Buck explained.

"So, we're gonna let him sleep in our bed?" you asked, unsurely. You didn't mind your husband bringing a whole huge dog from the war but you weren't sure about it invading your personal space so much.

"Might be a good practice," Buck kissed your forehead and finally got out of you and the bed to put his boxer shorts back on. You covered yourself with a blanket and watched him with a soft smile.

"Practice?" you asked, teasingly.

"Before we have babies of our own, Mrs. Cleven," he winked at you and went down to get Meatball. You giggled like a schoolgirl at that as you felt your cheeks heating up.

MASTERLIST || BUCK MASTERLIST

#sansaorgana: Answered #lovely anons #*buck #lilysfiction #gale cleven x reader #austin butler x reader

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