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leviismybby · 8 months

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Pass the time

//nsfw 18+, mdni, Nanami Kneto x fem!reader//

Nanami's hands found themselves on your hips as you sat on on his lap, the rain was pouring outside hitting the car windows, creating just the right atmosphere. Your tongue played with his, the kisses you shared were messy and needy. He needed this as much as you did even if you were stuck in his car in the middle of an empty parking lot. You would be a fool go complain, it was only natural that this happened with the sexual tension that piled up between you.

His hands slide under your shirt, cold fingers graze the soft skin of your back as his lips move to your neck. A soft moan of his name slips past your parted lips when he bites into your neck, not enough to leave a mark behind but enough for you to feel it. Your fingers run through his soft blonde hair, pulling him closer to your body. Nanami grunts when you move your hips, grinding your heat against his hardness.

He kisses up your jaw, his lips crashing against your again. The way you grind on him makes Kento start to get impatient and he moves his fingers down to sqeuzze your ass. Pulling away from his lips, you quickly undo his belt and Nanami does the same to you, pulling down your pants and underwear with ease. The tight space in the car makes it a little harder but neither of you let that stop you.

The rain outside keeps getting worse and despite the come weather outside, you have never felt hotter as he kisses you again and rubs his hands up and down your naked thighs. "Do you want to get into the backseat?" You shake your head not wanting to let go of him for even a minute. "No. I just want you inside of me." Kento nods, you take the base of his cock, biting your lip at the thickness of it and position yourself before sliding down.

A hiss leaves his lips, his fingers dig into the plush flesh of your thighs. "You feel even better than I thought, princess." You whimper as you start to move on top of him, your hands still messing up his hair. Nanami's eyes don't leave your face as you ride him, the pure list in them is making you more turned on, you move your hips more desperately, pushing his cock deeper into you.

"There you go, princess." He takes your hips, ducking you faster on his cock, making you bounce on top of him. The car starts to move back and forth with your movements, the windows are starting to get fogged from your intense session. You lean to kiss him again, this time you take control of the kiss, sucking on his tongue as you bounce on his cock.

Both of you moan against each others lips, your pussy starts to clench around his cock, Kento pushes hips up and fucks up into you. He breaks the kiss, the grip he has on your hips will leave marks on your body and it sends a shiver down your spine, you want him to mark you, to make you his. You start to already feel that burning sensation in your lower belly, you have never felt an orgasam built up this intensely.

Nanami can feel it too. "That's my girl." Your hands drop from his hair, one hand land on the window, leaving a handprint on the glass, while the other grips Nanami's bicep, messing up his perfect dark blue blouse. "Kento, I'll cum." You whimper, your hips rolling against his, he starts to move you faster on top of him, his lips attack your neck, leaving bite marks all over your skin. He wasn't planning on marking you but you feel too good.

"You feel so good, princess. Such a tight little cunt." With the few last thrusts, you break on top of him, cumming all over his cock. Nanami growls pulling your body into his, his hands wrap around your waist, your head lean in on his shoulder as he fucks up into your harder, chasing his own high.

It isn't long before you feel his cock twitching inside of you, kissing you again passionately. He stops moving and cums deep inside of you, your warm walls squeeze his length again as he keeps coming inside of you. After he is done, he kisses your shoulder, both of you breathing heavily. You look outside of the foggy window, the rain has clam down.

Kento pulls out of you softly, his cum dripping from your pussy onto his pants, he doesn't mind it. "That was....something." You smile. "We should continue to drive..." Your words come out with a underline of disappointment, you really wanted him to take you again.

And he knows you to well, so he makes a proposal. "How about I drive you back to my place, we can continue our little session there, hmm?" He moves your hair out of your face, kissing your cheek. You nod. "I'd like that."

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writingforrhys · 1 year

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cassian is so hunky

you've caught me at a wonderful time cause i'm in such a cassie mood

Blistering

cassian x reader contents: SO MUCH PINING and a good amount of suggestiveness

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It was hot. So, so hot.

Despite living in the definition of the North of Prythian, the heat was blistering. The summer heat was relentless for the most part, yet the sun beams reflecting off of the tall peaks of the mountains made it impossible to think straight.

At least that's what you were convincing yourself.

The condensation from your bottle of water dripped down your fingers as you stood rigid next to the training mat. Much to your chagrin, your family had decided the night before over a bottle of wine, obviously, that a collective early morning training session was long overdue.

Yes, you could admit, you always had fun with them. There wasn't anything in your life that could compare to spending time with your family and, on the rare occasion that you could catch them all in one space, you savoured their company. But right here, right now? As the sweat rolled down your brow and your clothes clung to every patch of skin it could, you wanted to be anywhere but this blistering roof.

Well, now with your gaze upon the General, you could admit that this was a blessing in disguise. He was magnificent.

His back muscles rippled gorgeously in the sun, his arms flexing to and fro as he sparred with Azriel. He was quick and nimble, despite his giant stature; he knew exactly what to do with himself, dodging Azriel's attacks expertly. Your stare focussed on the damp hair sticking to his neck, the half-up do he'd put together now coming apart and framing his beautiful, beautiful face.

Oh, how you wanted him. You'd wanted him for three centuries. He was undoubtedly the most handsome male you'd ever met, and he was kind too. So kind, so generous, so funny, and so hot.

Every touch from him set your body on fire. You savoured every laugh you could draw from him, or every time you shared a private glance across a room. It was your life's mission to make him smile, to have that deep vibrato ripple from his chest as he put his shiny canines on show.

You'd always been close. Connected. When you first met the Inner Circle, you were immediately drawn to him. He intimidated most with his height, build, and domineering demeanour; but not you. No, to you he was a spectacle. He was a steaming cup of tea on a winter's day; yet he was also the cold nipping at your nose when the snow had begun to fall.

He was balance, he was harmony.

"You okay there, dreamer?" A snicker.

"Oh, give her a break, Rhys. She can't help that she's hopelessly infatuated."

You broke your stare from Cassian's silhouette, your face now a flushed maroon, "The two of you are incorrigible."

Rhysand and Feyre chuckled amongst themselves, and then his arm wrapped delicately around her waist. You could only burn in jealously watching the movement; the only time Cassian's arms were around you that way was in your imagination, just before you were waking up with a warmth at your core.

"Do you ever work out up here or do you just stare pathetically at him?"

"Rhys!" Feyre's jaw dropped.

"What?" He released a hearty laugh, "It's been three hundred years of watching her pine, Feyre darling. You haven't run out of patience like I have."

You floundered for a response, mouth opening and closing, then settled on turning your back to them and filling your water bottle.

Then, finally, "He doesn't feel that way. It's easier to stare from a distance than embarrass myself horrifically."

You could almost hear Feyre's eyes soften behind you. She was far more sympathetic towards you than her mate, having held you on the many nights you'd cried over the male, that he'd never love you like you loved him.

"Well with the way he's staring holes into your ass right now, I'd have to disagree."

You'd never turned faster.

The High Lord was right, he was staring straight at your ass. Well, now he was dragging that look all the way up your body, gliding over your curves until he met you eye to eye. He didn't look away. A smirk planted on his lips as your stares connected and he shook his head fondly. You panicked as his legs began to wander to you as he unwrapped his fists.

You turned to find salvation in your friends, but found the both of them halfway out of the door already, Azriel hot on their heels. The only remaining comfort of their presence was the wink that Rhysand sent your way as they left.

"Hi, beautiful."

What?

"Are you alright, honey?"

You were quite alright. He was blocking out the sun with his body and the only thing you could see was his ridiculously sculpted torso in your immediate vision.

You blinked the shock out of your eyes, finally allowing your head to move and look at him.

"I'm, uh, I'm okay, Cassie. You good?" Nice one.

"I'm okay," He laughed, "I just can't help but notice how distracted you are this morning."

Gods, he was so sexy.

"Distracted? Me?" You giggled nervously, "Not a clue what you mean."

"No?" His hand reached to brush the hair away that had fallen in front of your face, his scent filling every air pocket around you as he leaned closer. Your legs had never clenched harder.

"Azriel's shadows couldn't help but report to him how absentminded you've been recently. It made him quite concerned." HIs brows had pulled together, but you saw the teasing look he was sparing you.

"That's just Az being a busybody. Guess he's got nothing to do."

He hummed.

He reached even further behind you, as if that were possible, and pulled back with his own water in hand. You knew he could hear the beating of your heart, the blood pumping around your body as if you'd run to Spring and back. The bastard was doing it on purpose.

"I'm sure. Although, I have been thinking..."

"Don't hurt yourself."

"I've been thinking," He scoffed, "That you can't seem to think straight lately. Actually, I did think that until I spoke to Mor, and she said you've never been more at the top of your game."

Fuck.

"...So, why is it that when you're with me, you're so ruffled?"

You didn't know what to say. You didn't know what to do. You'd been caught. Three hundred years of keeping this secret, and you'd fucked it up. This could very well be the end of your friendship with Cassian. He'd grow distant and he'd avoid you, not wanting to give you the wrong impression that you could ever be anything more. You'd have to move out, not able to face the humiliation of such a harsh rejection. You'd lose your life. You'd lose your family.

"There you go again. Disappearing." His hand came up to rest on your cheek, thumb grazing delicately along the blazing skin. His eyes seemed understanding, but you couldn't help imagining your worst fear coming to life.

"You shouldn't flatter yourself, Cassian. It's unbecoming."

"I've been flattering myself for centuries, my love; trying to convince myself that a bastard like me was good enough for a female like you."

You froze. Your eyes didn't stray from his. Was this really happening?

"Tell me to walk away. Tell me to step back and we'll never speak of this again." His face had nudged toward yours ever so slightly, a silent question hanging in the air.

"I can't," You panted, "Please don't."

The General didn't need another push. Your drinks clattered to the floor as his lips collided with yours in a fury, a long over-due cauldron finally boiling over. He was fast and forward, hands gliding from your face down your body and around your waist, grabbing everything they could. Your own hands gripped onto his arms desperately, doing anything to stop yourself from toppling over.

This was everything you'd ever dreamed of. No, it was better.

This was better than the scandalous books you'd read secretly in the library, imagining it was Cassian with his face between your thighs, rather than the hero. This was better than the nights you lay awake with nothing to do but stare at your ceiling as you fantasised about his eyes and his mouth and his hands. And it was only a kiss.

"Cassie," You murmured against his lips.

"Yeah?" He didn't relent.

"Take me to your room."

He pulled back, a wickedness in his features that sent ripples along your skin.

“You better savour your ability to speak. Once I’m done with you, it’ll be long gone.”

“You better savour your ability to speak, because once I’m done with you, it’ll be long gone.”

“You better savour your ability to speak. Once I’m done with you, it’ll be long gone.”

"You better savour your ability to speak, because once I'm done with you, it'll be long gone."

#this was so much longer than i intended #i only wrote this so i didn't have to do uni work #cassian x reader #cassian acotar #cassian imagine #cassian smut #cassian fluff #rhysand #rhysand acotar #acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar smut #acotar imagine #acotar x reader #cassian x you #azriel shadowsinger #feyre #cassian angst

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xiaoluclair · 1 year

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2 lestappen please

2. neck kisses // lestappen // rating: T // I DUNNO WHAT THIS IS

There's a lunchable next to Pierre's bowl of shrimp and feta salad. He makes a face, glances up to see if Lando's hovering close by. Instead, what he gets is Charles one picnic table over, perched next to Max Verstappen.

Charles, who should've been in his place next to Pierre, guarding his dinner. Not doing— that. The 'that' in question: tapping heads with Max Verstappen. And they do — there's barely an inch of air between their hair. Pierre goes to nudge the lunchable over to Charles's grilled salmon aioli with his unused spoon — karma — only. There's just table. Slats of varnished wood.

Charles shifts slightly. There's a hint of pink and green in front of him. Righteously indignant, Pierre traipses over. As he is doing so, Charles leans over to say something into Max's ear, hands come up to cup either side of his mouth. He miss-aims, gets the place just below Max's ear. Pierre told him not to drink too much. Idiot.

"Hey," he says. A vat of space appears between the two in the span of his next blink. "What happened to watching my food while I pissed?"

Charles's salmon looks barely changed since Pierre last saw it. Evidently Max isn't a very good eating-partner. Pierre does not stick out his tongue.

"Your food is fine," waves off Charles. He must be properly drunk — on the bench, his hand half-overlaps Max's. He has not even noticed. Neither has Max, so he's hammered too. Pierre's not dealing with him though so that doesn't concern him.

Pierre frowns. "There was a lunchable next to it."

Max's brow furrows. "A lunchable? At dinner?" Glances to Charles. "Is that blasphemy or something?"

"No," says Pierre. "Well, yes. But no, they're — why was there a lunchable next to my food, Charles?"

Charles shrugs. He still hasn’t moved his hand. “Ask Lando.”

“Because he put that lunchable next to my dinner,” says Pierre. He knew it.

But Charles shakes his head. “No, because he is putting one in your dinner.”

Pierre glances over his shoulder. Sure enough— “Lando!” Lando drops the cracker and bolts. Esteban’s elbow tips his carrot and cashew soup over. Hilarious. But, “This is not over,” Pierre turns and vows, makes sure to drive the point home with a very point–driving finger. Charles nods. Max nods.

Pierre runs after Lando.

The sun is trying to boil off his skin. That’s through his fireproofs too. George tugs his helmet off — at least it’s some relief — pulls off his balaclava and stuffs it inside.

Black suits are great and all, really, but Miami heat is not very considerate of BLM movements. George thinks it could at least try.

He heads for the scales, where Charles already has his feet on the balance, stands behind Max. Charles’s head is tipped down for the brief few seconds, nods, turns with his body when he steps off.

Max reaches out and they share a handshake that quickly develops into a perfunctory pat on the back.

What George thinks it going to be a perfunctory pat on the back. Apparently either his Oxford Dictionary is wrong or Max has PVA smothered over his chest.

Something Lewis said last week — went on forever, man, I swear — and George hurriedly steps around the two. Yeah, no. He is not waiting around for that to be over. Weighs himself instead, has everything checked off, steps back. Glances over.

Max is already pulling away from Charles's shoulder — that wasn't too long, thinks George. He lifts a thumb, wipes his mouth. It's probably sweating too what with the absolute lazer beam that is the general outdoors, but George doesn't stick around for longer than that. Max can do all the mouth wiping he wants without him there.

On his way out, Charles gives him a nod, a smile, hand cupped to his neck. George returns it, then gets back into the goddamn sun. Fuck you, he thinks vehemently at the sky.

He swears it gets hotter.

Daniel downs the shot. It's spicy, slices its way right down the back of his throat. He can imagine it fucking up his stomach, knife to the walls, makes him cough a little. Scotty shoves another one, bright yellow this time, in front of his face. "Twenty one more to go," he tells Daniel brightly.

Sober prick.

“That looks like piss,” says Daniel. He picks it up, downs it in one go. It’s so bitter it makes him shudder.

Scotty laughs, delighted. It grows when Daniel’s hand slips and the shot glass wobbles onto the table with a small slink. He picks it up, places it upright. Nudges Daniel off the bar stool. “Okay, dance break, Dan. Before you’re too zooted to breathe.”

Daniel thinks that sounds like a good idea. He trips barely eight times on the way into the throes, Scotty’s hand on his back. A few minutes in, Daniel reaches back and tugs him in. He points across the floor — as far as he can before some girl nearly takes his fingers out with her ponytail. “Is that Max?”

He can imagine Scotty squinting. After a billion years, he says “Is that Charles?”

Daniel face–palms. “No,” he says, “is that Max?” Then the music gets a little loud and he can’t hear Scotty’s reply.

He considers asking Max to join, if he wants company. Puts forth the idea. Scotty speaks right into his ear. “I think he already has company.”

And — oh yeah. Max’s tilts a little to the side and Daniel can see his hands, pale and lit in strobe colors, wrapped around something. Some–one. And then he moves further and Daniel can see the lump on his shoulder. A head–shaped lump on his shoulder. It’s moving a little. Like a sea urchin or something.

“Oh my God,” says Daniel. Grins. “Get it Max!”

Max, across like a million people, lifts his head up. Freak. He glances in Daniel’s direction. The head that was previously next to his does too.

Daniel can feel his grin widen, like it’ll slide off his face probably. “Charles!”

Charles gives him a wave. “Scotty,” says Daniel, “Scotty, are you waving?”

When he looks at him, Scotty’s got his fingers pressed to his skull. He looks like he’s fighting off a migraine. Which is not waving. “You’re so rude,” Daniel tells him. Scotty gives him a look Daniel is simply too drunk or too old or all of the above to interpret.

"More shots?" he asks.

Scotty nods almost desperately.

Interviews finished for the day, Christian heads back to the hospitality. The team's spread out on the front tables, dripping off rails and chair, chatting. There's a noticeable absence.

He finds Gemma, legs slung over the arm of a deck chair. "Where's Max?"

She gestures inside. "Went in a couple minutes ago."

Christian nods, heads through the doors. He checks the engineer's room, wardrobe stash, canteen, driver's room. He's on his way back out again, can feel the frown on his face, when he hears a noise from the cleaning closet. Curious, he opens the door.

Things he half-expects to see: Max, walls, and a bottle of Limescale Shine.

Things he does not expect at all to see: Charles Leclerc sucking out Max's blood against the wall.

Christian opens his mouth, is about to say something. He doesn't know what, can hardly comprehend. I've got garlic and I'm not afraid to use it—

"No marks," bites out Max. Hisses, really, not very lion-like, "no fucking marks." Tilts his head back all the way until it's rolling, legs hiked up and around Charles. If Charles says something, it's very effectively caught in the skin of Max's throat. Skin that is between his fucking teeth.

Right.

"Max," says Christian. There's a bang. A squeak as Charles's shoes slip across the floor, another bang. Not because Max's elbow hits the frame this time, but because the Limescale Shine has gone toppling into a mop bucket.

Christian nods vaguely over his shoulder. "Team photos."

Max makes a sound. It isn't very coherent.

"Charles." Christian glances at him. His face that could put his fireproofs to shame. The thought drags a corner of his mouth up. "Good drive today."

Charles blinks. "Thank you?"

Christian nods. "We're not currently accepting cleaner's applications, I'm afraid. And seeing as you saw yourself in, I trust you can see yourself out too?" He gets a small, mute head-jerk in reply that could construe as a nod under a looser definition.

Satisfied, Christian, leaves, shuts the door behind him.

Gemma gives him a questioning look when he steps outside again. Christian tells her, "He'll be out in a second."

Maybe more than literally.

#ur polite nonsie mwah 🌷 💞#went of the rocker with this one a little oop #fic: mv1.cl16 #lestappen #xiao: writes #f1 rpf #big sigh back to life now ig

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claymorexpunisher · 2 years

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Taming the Superstar (18+ One Shot)

Pairing(s): Drew McIntyre/OFC

Summary: Jasmin’s first official night as a member of Black Label gets very interesting…

Tags: 18+, indie wrestler!Drew, choking, hair pulling, some good ole hate fuckin.

Word Count: 1,007

“I think we should leave them…” Jack muttered to Stevie.

”’You think they’re gonna-‘’ Stevie murmured back only to be cut off by a nod from Jack.

‘’I know they are. Lets go.’’

Jasmin walked into the group’s shared apartment and quickly got ready for bed.

Today was her first official day as a member of Black Label and excited as she was about how well they did that night, she was exhausted.

She was just about to give in to sleep when she heard loud music blaring right from Drew’s room.

Feeling a surge of irritation, she threw off the duvet and stalked over to Drew’s room, knocking loudly at his door.

‘’Drew! Open up!’’ She barked.

Usually she was shy and reserved.

She felt bad enough for taking up space in the boys’ apartment but she didn’t have much of a choice.

It was either live with them... or live in a box somewhere.

She was a foreigner on her own so she decided to take whatever help she could get.

But she wasnt one for confrontation unless something really got to her.

‘’Can I help you with something?’’ Drew asked with a raised brow as he leaned against the doorframe of his bedroom.

His expression clearly said ‘You're disrupting me and I don’t care for it.’

‘’Yeah..could you, maybe turn the music down a little? I’m trying to sleep.’’

‘’……Wear earplugs or something. You’re living with five guys. Guys make noise. What did you expect?’’ He replied with a careless shrug.

Jasmin couldn’t believe her ears.

She could feel her irritation shifting right into anger and her face showed it as it slowly turned beet red.

‘’I expect basic respect, Drew. Not for you to be an inconsiderate asshole!...turn it. off.’’ She practically growled, crossing her arms over his chest.

He mimicked her movements, coming closer to tower over her with a smirk on his face that made her want to slap the taste out of his mouth.

‘’Make me, princess..’’ he whispered.

Before either of them could process it, they were stumbling into Drew’s room as their lips crashed together, moving in a hungry pace.

Jasmin couldn’t help her hands from roaming along Drew’s broad chest and underneath his white tshirt and she moaned at the feeling of his muscles flexing underneath her finger tips.

‘’You’re a fuckin brat, you know that?’’ Jasmin mumbled in between heated kisses.

‘’An absolutely insufferable asshole..’’

Drew just chuckled huskily and cupped her ass in his large hands.

‘’I’ve been told once or twice, yeah..’’

But Jasmin was having none of it, though.

Surprising him, she pushed him onto the bed and immediately got to removing his sweats.

‘’We’re not doin this your way, Superstar.’’ She said with a wicked glint in her eye.

‘’Not used to hearin that come outta anyone’s mouth, are ya?’’ Jasmin giggled, now taking him into her hand and giving his cock a few slow and deliberate pumps.

All she got in response was a shuddery moan and that just wasn't enough for her.

‘’Answer me, Drew.’’ She snapped, giving his cock a firm squeeze.

She wasn't sure where all of this coming from but, her body felt like it was on fire as she watched the large man underneath reacting to her words and her actions.

‘’N-no..’’ he stuttered, cursing under his breath as her hand continued to stroke him at an agonizingly slow pace.

His brain felt like it had turned into actual mush.

‘’Yeah?’’ She chuckled softly, letting go off his cock to stand and reach underneath her large T-shirt to remove her panties.

‘’You’re used to runnin shit, uh? Used to acting like an entitled brat and getting your way..every last piece of ass you’ve had let you be on top too, huh?’’

Drew met her eyes with that same irritating smirk and gave a nod.

He was clearly enjoying this display of dominance on her part.

‘’Every. Single. Time.’’

Jasmin just matched his smirk with one of her own once her panties were off, then she moved back onto his lap and guided him into her.

‘’Welp. Not tonight, sweet pea.’’ She said, her voice breaking off into a gasp of pleasure as she sank down onto his cock.

Jasmin tilted her head back, letting her hips stay flush with his for a moment and enjoying the feeling of being filled by him.

‘’Ya know..I’m thinking this living arrangement wont be much of a problem.’’ Drew chuckled breathlessly.

Jasmin let out a winded giggle as she slowly began to ride him.

Leaning forward, her much smaller hand wrapped itself firmly around his throat, while the other took a handful of his hair and gripped it tightly as she practically moaned out her reply.

‘’Don’t get used to this. You’re still a fuckin prick and I haven’t had a good lay in months. Get over yourself. I can find a cock this good anywhere.’’

Drew hummed in response, letting out soft grunts every time Jasmin sank back down onto him.

His hands slowly roamed underneath her t-shirt and finally settled on her supple hips.

‘’..So you’re not gonna get starry eyed and fall in love with me, then?’’ Drew said with a playful glint in his lust filled eyes.

‘’Fuck off. I don’t even expect breakfast in the morning.’’ She moaned, her hips never wavering as she chased after her orgasm.

They quickly replaced conversation with loud moans and grunts that were drowned out by the loud music still blaring from Drew’s room

A few hours later, Jack and Stevie found themselves back at the apartment, finally deeming it safe to return.

Jack took a peek into Drew’s now quiet room to find the Scotsman seemingly sleeping soundly in his bed, no Jasmin to be found.

But still, Jack wasnt fooled.

‘’I know youre not asleep…Galloway, you slut!’’ He exclaimed, slapping Drew’s ankle through the sheets.

He quickly ran out of the room, cackling as he narrowly missed a pillow to the face..

#drew mcintyre #drew mcintyre x female reader #drew mcintyre x reader #drew mcintyre x ofc #drew mcintyre smut #drew mcintyre fic #wrestling fic #wrestling smut

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meosayo · 3 years

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Mornings

Hi! I started writing and just wanted to share with people! Maybe get back some input and constructive criticisms.💛

Pairing: Albedo x AFAB reader with GN pronouns

NSFW under the cut

Your eyes peeked open with a the gentle sensation, soft hands feeling you all over. It was none other than Albedo. His hand running over your sore and possibly bruised hips, your back facing him. He left pepper kisses all over your back as he did this— it was soothing. Your eyes closing again as your mind raced back to last night.

The way he treated you was rough and sweet. Fucking into your cunt deep with your legs wrapped around his waist. Whispering sweet, encouraging things to you as he did whatever he pleased —marking you, making a wet, shaking, sputtering mess out of you— you can't even recall the times he made you cum back to back...

A small noise escaped you as he suddenly gripped your hips. Holding them in place as he pressed himself flush against your backside. His hardness poking you in your lower back.

"So you were awake."

Albedo Yawned and slipped his hand under you, placing his palm over your breast. He continued to hold your hip with his other, gripping the bruise without a care.

"Its too early for this, Albedo..."

"Its not."

"I need to open the shop today-"

"I'll help."

"But the product..."

"I'll help you make that too."

You let out a defeated sigh turned gasp as he rolled your sensitive bud between his thumb and forefinger.

"I'll make you feel good, Sunshine..."

Albedo whispered into your neck. Kissing, licking, biting from your neck on down- neck, shoulders, back. They were littered with dark purple marks, bruises, and bites showing all over your skin and all your golden headed lover did was add more to the display. Nothing but turtle necks from today forward, but that was the kind of the last thing on your mind.

"Mn... haa~"

You exhaled a sweet moan when he tugged at your nipples. His other hand trailing from your hips to your aching pussy.

"Are you sore?"

He asked with genuine concern before he continued on. Kind of late at this point... You're already aroused.

"How can you ask that now?"

You chuckle and could feel him smile on your back.

"You were deep in my guts just last night... so yes, but don't you dare think about stopping now-"

You say the last bit with assertiveness. Albedo humming in amusement at that.

"Ohh? I guess it is my fault no matter how you look at it. I'll take responsibility..."

And with that he slipped his arm from under you and turned you on your back, leaning over you with his erection visible. Twitching and wet, looking so ready to pound into you. He pushed your legs open by the knees and held them there himself. The sensation from last night came rolling through your head, making you feel impatient and needy as he only rubbed his hot length between your folds. You were slick, having not cleaned up the night before out of exhaustion— a bath will be needed before the day is started. You moan with the constant rubbing on your clit but craved more than this. You wanted to be filled.

"A-Albedo~"

"Shh..."

He hushed you gently, a small smile tugging at his lips as he watched, looking you all over.

"You're so cute, so sexy when your pussy is twitching and throbbing for me."

You flush instantly with his words, this only being stuff he say during sex. Only for you would he behave and speak this way. He would be the last person anyone else would expect to say things like this...

"Don't say that!"

He chuckled at your flustered expressions and leaned over you, bringing his face closer to yours. His lips were as soft as ever. It made a different warmth spread through you and had you putting your guard down. And while he was making your mouth busy with his, he let one of your legs go, reaching between you two to aim his cock right at your hole. He slid in slowly, earning a light whimper from you for being stretched at this pace. He gripped both your knees again. It was slow, too slow, and you could feel every single bit of him invade your walls all the way till he was seated completely.

"Fuck..."

He whispered the rarity on your lips, his breathing turned heavy as he pressed into you as far as he could go. His cock twitching as your walls squeezed around him. But he didn't move, just sat inside of you while kissing your cheeks, forehead, neck. This sensation of being filled had you quivering around him- it wasn't enough. In this position you couldn't do much either just pathetically attempt to wiggle your hips into his...

Albedo leaned back, putting space between you two with the exception of your connected lower halves. It made you feel shy all of a sudden though. Him staring down at you with so much love and lust in his eyes.

"You are so pretty..."

And before you had time to react he pulled his hips back and pushed his cock into you again. Slowly fucking you and pushing every thought from before in the back of your mind.

"Yes yes yes~"

A string of soft, sweet praises passed through your lips as he was finally giving you what you wanted. It wasn't as rough as you anticipated, but it still felt amazing. Albedo worked wonders with his hips, no matter how hard or soft he fucked into you.

Moans, panting, groaning filled the room from you both. The wet sounds your bodies made where you two connected, and the slick skin from sweat and arousal slapping together gently as they made contact. It was all so hot and mind swirling, you could hardly think.

The two of you indulged in each others sexual heats with the morning rays shining in and over your skins. The two of you— to each other— were unreal. Ethereal even, but with bonds unbreakable and feelings unwavering from the love and passion you both shared.

You could feel this bubble build up in your gut, ready to pop the moment you reach your high. Albedos movements faltering and losing their rhythm from before. You both knew this would come to an end soon, voices reaching a new pitch and breaths running thin. And as if you could read each others minds you two embraced one another, pressing your raw and now dried lips together. Coming undone in each others arms with muffled whimpers and moans sealed between lips.

And you stayed like this for a while, wrapped up in each other as you both calmed down from your morning session. Exchanging small pecks, whispering soft I Love You's and other sweet nothings till you two were ready to get started with the day.

#albedo x reader #albedo smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin smut #Nasa's Personal Works

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julyarchives · 3 years

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Drip || (M)

→ A/n: Yeo One x Fem!Reader

→ Genre: smut

→ Words: 2K

→ Warnings: Shower Sex; Light Spanking; Riding.

→ A/n: We absolutely loved writing this request and got carried away imagining these fancy showers, so we just couldn't help but let our imagination run lmao we hope we fullfiled the request and you guys like it!

"That was a blast!"

"It truly was", your boyfriend Changgu answered, already leading the way to your shared bedroom. "But I need a shower".

You had just arrived home from one of your childhood friend's weddings. It was a lot of fun and it was the perfect opportunity to get Changgu to meet your long time friends. Since you all mostly lost contact after school ended and years later you met your boyfriend, it was amazing for you to watch two of your worlds merge so well together. That being said, your friends never lost the carefree attitude you knew them for and as you all shared drinks and the space on the dance floor, Changgu gladly joined in, dancing and drinking with everyone as if he was already part of the group.

The only issue to you was how insanely hot he looked in a suit. If you were honest, anything your boyfriend wore made him look stunning but there was something about him wearing suits that made you lose it. And watching him dance in the black dress pants he wore alongside a white button up with matching black suit was insane. He was an amazing dancer, his body moving freely and hips so loose that you smirked at whoever stared too much at him. You knew what they were thinking and yeah, you were lucky.

Whenever you watched him dance it sparkled something inside of you, a want for him that hardly subdued until you had your way with him, so while you followed him into your bedroom, you tried to think of a plan to get exactly what you wanted. The sight inside the room was even worse - or better - as Changgu slowly undressed. He seemed distracted but his movements made you feel like he was putting on a special show for you. And so you reciprocated. You fully entered the room and the moment Changgu saw you his cute smile showed up and it warmed your heart, it truly did. But it wasn't the expression you wanted from him.

You slowly moved your dress up, bending over enough that he could see the round of your ass as the dress revealed your skin. Noticing Changgu stopped with his pants open and no shirt, holding his belt tightly as he watched you straighten your back and throw the dress away with a wink at him. He tossed his belt on the bed with your dress and took his pants off quickly, no longer seemed distracted about it. Both of you stared at each other in your underwear and it made you shiver with anticipation. He was looking at you with hunger, hands clenching on his sides. Making the first move, you walked past him to the bathroom of your suite bedroom, making sure to lightly trace his shoulder as you moved. Instantly he followed.

You turned the shower on and you smiled when you heard the door close behind you. Changgu was on you in an instant, hands moving to caress your waist and grind slowly against your ass. Your hand found the hair on his nape and held on, closing your eyes briefly with a sigh. When the water was at a good temperature you walked in, your hands holding Changgu's on your waist, so he could move with you. Looking at your bathroom, you were glad that you were wealthy enough to have a marbled shower with a sitting space. Taking your undergarments was hard as you stepped forward and Changgu followed until he noticed your intentions and backed away with a chuckle. You turned to him when you were fully naked, watching him discard his last piece of clothing as well.

You moved to kiss him and he gladly opened his arms for you, embracing you with a mix of adoration and excitement in his eyes and you looked just the same. Kissing him was heavenly, he was skilled and made you weak only with his tongue in your mouth. His calloused hands ran all over your body, grabbing at you like an anchor, fingers expertly awakening goosebumps where they touched. You gave as good as you got, hands exploring his toned chest, strong arms and the expanse of his back. You heard him grunt when you moved, grinding against him as the kiss got heated.

"Baby", you said against his lips, "watching you dance ends my sanity".

"I can say the same about you, moving this ass around for everyone to see", Changgu squeezed your asscheeks, making you moan.

You could feel his cock getting harder with the make out and grinding, only spurring you on, making your hands get more daring. The first contact of your hands on his member made him moan and buck his hips, the burning sensation on your belly growing stronger at the sound. You couldn't help but tease, lightly touching the slit before jerking only the head, making him whimper and move more insistently.

"Baby, please. Don't tease. You teased me all night long with this tight dress and dancing", Changgu pleaded and you chuckled.

"You're no fun", you stuck your out at him and he quickly moved to take it into his mouth. Your playfulness backfired at how you moaned at the almost obscene act, even if you had your hands on his cock.

His long fingers didn't take long to move downwards and find your clit, rubbing you as slowly as you were jerking him off.

"See? I can be fun", Changgu said with a smirk, bucking his hips into your hands, that now circled his cock and jerked, making him whimper at the friction.

He backed away from you abruptly, making you stare at him walking backwards past the water falling down. It was the hottest thing to see, him naked and hard with the water falling down his body momentarily. Changgu sat on the marble bench, one hand supporting his weight as he leaned into it, the other lazily stroking his length. He smirked at your stare and cocked his head to the side.

"What are you waiting for to come ride me?", his low voice made you shiver.

You walked to him slowly, stopping in front of him for a second and pulling your hair back. The hand that was stroking his cock stopped, only holding it and waiting for you. You supported yourself on his shoulders and slowly sank down on his lap, moaning at the feeling, noises matching his groans. You only sat on his lap for a few seconds, a playful smirk on your face as he squeezed his eyes and took a deep breath, both hands now supporting his weight. Only when Changgu bucked his hips up gently did you move, not before chuckling at his pained expression for holding back, having you so tightly around him and not moving.

You started to bounce, slowly at first, getting used to the feeling and making sure he wouldn't slip because of the wet bench. His eyes were stranded on you, mouth hanging open and knuckles turning white from holding on. You kept your arms around his neck, stroking his hair from time to time. And whenever you did, he'd lean forward and capture your lips in a breathless kiss, barely closing both of your mouths from the pleasure. When you picked up speed, Changgu closed his eyes, his head rolling back, exposing his neck for you to bite and mark as you pleased, earning more groans from him.

Both of you were lost in pleasure, your ass making slapping sounds where it made contact with his lap, his cock buried deep inside whenever you sank down. Soon enough you felt your legs beginning to falter, choosing to rock on his cock instead of bouncing, the grinding movement being just as good. You could feel your clit dragging into his crotch, creating the most delicious friction and you moaned, a broken sound enhanced by his hips moving with you, grinding slow and sensually into you. With a grunt, Changgu sat up straight, hands on your ass for a quick squeeze before he slapped it playfully.

"Up", was all he said and you felt glad for your legs.

You got up and let him move both of you until you were bent over on the bench, ass completely up and open for him, your hands gripping under the bench.

"My baby was getting tired, wasn't she?"

"Yeah, I was", your answer turned into a moan as he entered you once more, not even giving you time before he picked up speed and strength.

"It's okay, now we can have more fun", Changgu already sounded out of breath, his big hands gripping your ass enough to burn a little but it only made it all more pleasurable.

He was going hard, his thrusts were fast and hard, making your body move forward every time, only to be pulled back by his hands, making you meet his cock halfway. Your moans became more constant, louder, he was giving it to you and you loved it. Usually he was all about sweet talk and praises but tonight he had no words, his grunting and low moans filled the room with yours, the sounds of skin on skin just as loud.

"Fuck, baby, I won't last long", you said, already moving your hand to rub your clit.

"Me too, baby. Just a bit more. You can wait for me, can't you?".

You nodded, feeling him speed up and become sloppier. In the heat of the moment, he gave your ass a hard slap, quickly smoothing the skin with soothing rubs even as he became more vocal, on the verge of cumming.

"We gotta- shit- we gotta talk about that later", you said, body bouncing with his force. "I have to cum, baby. Please cum with me, please", you begged, fingers rubbing your clit and fast and too much pressure.

"Oh my god, baby. I'm-", he couldn't even finish the sentence before he was shaking in synchrony with you, his body moving forward, his breath on your neck as he spilled his seed in you and you leaked down your thighs with the force of your own orgasm.

Changgu rocked inside of you as you both rode your high, the hot feeling on your lower belly growing with each second as your orgasm lasted, his own cock twitching inside you at how you were clenching.

Coming down off both of your high, you felt him pull you up and hold you from behind, a gentle kiss on your cheek as he pulled you backwards under the shower spray.

"We need to stop wasting water like this", you said lazily, falling into his embrace. You heard him chuckled and hum in agreement.

"Your fault", he said with a nudge on your cheek.

"Oh, I know", you laughed.

Changgu stepped away and gathered your soap and sponge before slowly cleaning your body. You felt a mix of a new wave of heat at watching his hands run all over your body and relaxation at his ministrations. When he finished with you, Changgu motioned for you to sit at the bench as he finished his own cleaning routine. Watching him was always amazing but specially tonight, after everything, you felt the burning heat of horniness growing once more. You waited for him to finish his shower and close the faucet to stare at him until you had his undivided attention. When he looked back at you, two towels in his hands, you slowly opened your legs, hands moving gently between them and licked your lips.

"Again?", he asked with a raised brow and you nodded. "Aren't you a horny baby tonight", he chuckled.

You winked and got up, getting a towel from his hands.

"I'm waiting on the bed", was all you said before walking away.

It wasn't seconds after that your heard his rushed steps following you into the room. "As it should be", you thought with a smirk.

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sanzuslvt · 3 years

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Her|| PT one

pairings: dom fem reader, fem sakura tags: lesbian sex, some degrading, cheating, mentions of mommy

a/n: I'm gonna make another part to this I don't know when but its gonnainclude a threesom so be prepared

wordcount 1.6k

The sudden closeness between sakura and Y/N was weird, but no one really questioned it. Sakura had a boyfriend and everyone thought you were straight. So the friendship that arose suddenly was pretty normal between you two. You were Naruto and Sasuke's roommate after all. In reality sakura was your secret lover and you were hers secret affair she wasnt gay but when she met you all of her feeling towards women poured into the passion you two shared especially in bed.

When did this all start. It was on the day that naruto and sasuke went on a mission together sakura was incharge of the hospital so she couldn't join them but she had yet to meet. Y/N. Sakura planned to go to Naruto and Sasuke's apartment to surprise them when they get back especially since she started dating Sasuke but instead she was met with the sexiest surprise she could get. As she knocked on the door, Y/N opened the door. She wore a black sports bra with a fishnet shirt covering the abs so eagerly picked out the holes in the fishnets. The sweats that she wore shaped her muscular thighs and her prominent waist making her seem irresistible.

Even the scars on her lower abdomen made y/n even more sexy then she was. Sakura was eyeing y/n down like this was the last time that she saw her, and all that she knew was that she wanted her. When y/n noticed who was at the door she smirked in delight she looked down at the adorable, blushing, petite, and but muscular woman below her she saw the way that she eyed her figure. All she knew was that sasuke was one lucky mother fucker.

“If you're gonna stare at least come in '' y/n said bringing all of the attention from sakura's daydream to a rushing halt.

“I'm so sorry i didn't expect you to be here” sakura said quietly

In your mind you knew what was coming and you know it would be hot

“Sakura chan why don't you come in? You're here for sasuke but he will probably be in, in about 45 minutes. Why don't you wait for him with me inside?”

y/n opened the door allowing a space for sakura to walk through she knew that sakura felt the tension that she did and she knew that the 45 minutes they shared would be fun. Sakura walked into the small apartment with about 3 rooms and 2 restrooms. The kitchen was almost spotless and it was extremely clean. She knew naruto and sasuke could never keep the room this clean so it must have been y/n. The way that Sakura could feel the stare on her body from behind was both extremely attractive and extremely nerve wracking. The tension in the air brought arousal to her panties and made her feel like the most special girl out there.

Sasuke was a good lover but he want passionate when he had sex with her it felt like her body wasnt being satisfied. As a kid Sakura loved Sasuke and it isn't wrong that she still does but the thought of him being her lover doesn't make her as excited as it used to. She loves him but she can't find the passion she used to. When sakura sat on the couch with y/n and saw the way that y/n carried herself it brought a spark to her stomach and gave her butterflies. The way she sat and the way that she talked it all turned her on.

“So sakura… how are things going with sasuke. I know he is such a dick but he never stops talking about you.”

“Its alright i haven't seen him in awhile so i was waiting for him to come back from his mission” sakura said while frowning almost like it really did make her sad that he wasn't there This brought visual disappointment to y/n face. She knew he was neglectful but she never thought he was like this to her. Sakura was so sexy with her beautiful figure and toned body. Even her beautifully shaped ass. How could he not be so attached to her like a leech. At that moment the animalistic urge took over y/n and she scooted close to Sakura. She put her hand on her toned but thick thigh and squeezed. Then she took her other hand and grabbed her chin bringing her face closer. At the sudden touch sakura moaned small but recognizable and this small gesture of arousal brought the grin to Y/N’s face. “Sakura when was the last time sasuke pleased you mhm”

“Umm I don't know, '' Sakura said, flushed but the sudden touch of this fine woman she just met.y/n leaned in slower and slower till her lips were barley grazing sakura and then she went past and whispered in her ears.

“Sakura I think you do know you are scared of what's going to happen if you tell me. Because if you do, I'm just going to want to please you even more… Now tell me when was the last time Sasuke really fucked you.”

The sentence that y/n spoke to sakura was the last breaking point, the amount of sexual frustration that she had built up all into this one moment and she sprung on top of y/n capturing her lips on hers. The swift movement of y/n’s hands on sakura's body felt like an electric shock. Sakura was on top of y/n making out with her straddling her hips looking for friction and their kissing slowed but the passion in their makeout was different from everything sasuke gave her Sakura she could feel y/n touching ever peice of her that she could offer and Sakura wanted to feel good better the. has ever felt. “y/n this is wrong what if sasuke walls in.”

sakura said separating from y/n’s lips and breathing hard from the lack of air “I can sense his presence from a mile away. We have time to get ready, and I have the time to make you feel so much pleasure when you're screaming my name.” As soon as y/n said that she flipped sakura on her back and held her down by her hips grinding into her heat. “Im going to fuck you harder then sasuke has ever fucked you” y/n then pulled her shirt down to reveal sakuras beautiful collar bones and tits that. They weren’t big but they were perfect and sat perfectly “look at you sakura you are so beautiful if you were mine i would never stop touching you” y/n leaned down grabbing sakuras skin in her mouth sucking on it untill she was littered with purple marks on her chest and boobs sucking on her sensitive nipples of course they were in places where no one could see but slowly y/n made her way to sakuras pants. “y/n are you sure we can do this” “sakura we already are doing it” y/n then swiftly rubbed circles into sakura's clothed clit making sakura yelp

“Sakura baby, you have to stay quiet for me. You don't want the neighbors hearing do you?” sakura slowly nodded no covering her mouth with her hand “good girl now help me take these pants off you love” y/n tears of sakura's pants are thrown to the side looking at the damp spot in sakura's panties. “Mhm you're really such a slut for me aren't you. Getting this over your boyfriend's roommate. You are such a bad girl for me aren't you” sakura covered her face in embarrassment by y/n’s words but another reason was to shield the fact that y/n’s degradation turned her on more than anything.

y/n licked a smooth line up sakura's panties and made her way up to the hem of her undergarments pulling them down with her teeth she saw the mess that sakura was inside of her panties and this excited y/n more then anything. She grabbed sakura by her knees and pulled her legs apart staring at the beautiful heat oozing from her cunt. y/n then brought one finger to her cunt massaging her clit. Making sakura yelp is a pleasure. y/n then whispered in her ear. “do you want mommy to fuck you? You have to tell me or I wont know baby, I need you to tell mommy what you want.`` Sakura then said “please use your tongue. I want mommy to fuck me with her mouth.” y/n smirked from the sudden passiveness coming from sakura's mouth.

She knew sakura was going to be a good fuck. And so she did what her baby asked for. Y/n brought herself lower on the couch to her crotch and grabbed Sakura's knees pulling them over her shoulders. She then placed her tongue flat on her slit and licked one strip up. Sakura tasted so good to y/n the sweetness from her cunt made her want to feast on her forever the way that sakuras moans filled the apartment and the way the sakura bucked her pussy on y/ns mouth almost fucking herself with y/n was so hot it made y/n moan on the spot.Sakura was so amazing that y/n nearly didn't notice the faint chakra of naruto and sasuke coming.

she could tell that sakura was close and a few more minutes and sakura would be creaming in her mouth. But the boundary that sakura wanted was important so y/n pulled aways and told sakura ``looks like our time is up baby lets get dressed i'll take care of you when i have more time. Quickly Naruto and Sasuke came through the door. Sakura was dressed and tried to get up to hug sasuke. But when she got up she stubbled. y/n caught her in her arms making her secure “that was a close one baby try to walk for me… you dont want your boyfriend finding out whos really fucking you”.

#Sakura brain rot #naruto #anime #naruto anime #Smut #sakura smut #im gay as hell

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bruhstories · 3 years

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Bloodlust

Summary: You were a rookie Jashinist with a dark secret, he was a demented shinobi with a desire to slaughter anything and everything for his god. Pairing: Hidan x Fem!Reader (canon verse) Warnings & Content: dark content - minors dni, language, blood kink, kidnapping, murder, oral sex (male receiving), vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, knives, human sacrifice, cult-like behaviour, religious fanatism, Reader and Hidan are... insane, slight gore. Word Count: 2.8 k

A/N: Read those tags carefully. Hidan's not exactly a warm and fuzzy character.

"Please, let me go... I won't tell anyone." You peeled your lips open, dry from all the crying and lack of hydration, hairs stuck to your sweaty forehead.

"Let you go? But... you came here willingly." He sneered, flashing you his teeth.

He was right. You joined the Jashinists thinking they were a liberal religion, preaching freedom and anarchy, but you did not expect sadism and human sacrifices. And you didn't expect to fall in love with Hidan — the most vile man you've ever encountered. Not that he knew that, anyway. He couldn't possibly fathom the idea that a sweet thing like you could love a man like him. But you weren't a saint.

"T-then why are you doing this to m-me?" You breathed, the ropes around your wrists cutting the blood circulation in your hands.

Hidan clicked his tongue and placed his scythe on the floor. "Because I can." He picked up a knife — no, a kunai. "And because you wanted to run away."

Ah, there it was. You decided to leave this cult when Hidan prompted you to kill some poor ninja he'd kidnapped a few days ago. You refused, expecting to be left alone, and now you were the sacrifice.

"I t-told you, I- I only kill those who deserve it."

"Everyone deserves it, Y/N. Especially traitors." Hidan traced the blade over your exposed abdomen, goosebumps dotting your skin and you were ashamed to admit that it made you feel... something.

"So, you're just g-going to kill m-me?"

"Don't be sad. You'll make a fine fucking sacrifice for Jashin."

"Please, Hidan, give m-me another c-chance." Tears pooled at your eyes. Death was not on your list, not now, and especially not at his hands.

"You know we don't give second chances." The blade was now between your tits, the tip slowly poking into your skin. Crimson droplets seeped from the fresh wound. It stung like a bitch, and it made you whimper, but the heat in your cunt signalled your arousal.

"You d-don't, but Jashin does." You whispered, and Hidan was completely taken aback.

"Excuse you?"

"Every t-time you failed to kill someone, hengave you another c-chance." You spat at him. "What m-makes you think he won't g-give me one?"

Confused wouldn't even begin to describe what he felt. Hidan blinked slowly, trying to comprehend the question before he dropped the kunai and left without a word.

You didn't know exactly how much time passed since he left. By this point you couldn't feel your fingers and the room began to spin, head dizzy from exhaustion. The door swung open and you shot your head up, startled by the sudden intrusion. Hidan walked in with a terrifying look on his face and bent down to grab the blade. He slashed the first rope and your hand fell limp by your hip.

"You're lucky he's a benevolent god." He slashed the second rope and your knees hit the cold, hard floor. Fear, happiness and anxiety coiled in your stomach, surprised that you have, indeed, been given a second chance.

"You talked to him?" You shook your wrists to get the blood flowing, eyes finding his.

"Yes, and surprisingly he likes you. Says you have potential." His voice went up an octave when uttering the last word in what seemed to be sarcasm.

Still on the floor, you arched a brow. "Do you doubt his judgement?" You suspected it was a mistake to ask that question, because in a split second Hidan yanked your hair and pulled your head back to look at him upside-down.

"I'll die before I doubt the good lord. Who I doubt is you." He pierced your soul with his sangria eyes, chills running down your spine, stopping in-between your thighs. You hated the effect he had over you, you hated that he was so oblivious to your hints, only focused on Jashin. Always Jashin.

Granted, Jashin did offer Hidan immortality, which was something you could only dream of. You were a pathetic civilian with a knack for medical jutsu, but never properly trained. He was a full-fledged shinobi who could snap your neck like a twig if he wanted to. And he wanted to.

But, the word of Jashin was law for Hidan. As much as he wanted to sacrifice you to his beloved god, he had to refrain himself, fearing punishment for his sins. And as much as he hated to admit it, you shared and valued the same goals of Jashinism — to a certain extent. You were down to slaughter people, but only those who deserved it, and apparently to Jashin that was enough. But not to Hidan. Never to Hidan.

"Jashin says I have potential, it's not up to you to talk back." You mustered up some courage after your wounds healed. That medical jutsu thing you practised for self-healing really came in handy when Hidan had violent outbursts and Kakuzu wasn't there to put him in his place. Shame you didn't know how to use it to heal others.

"Listen here, you little bitch, just because you've been pardoned now doesn't mean I'll hesitate to stab your tits when you disobey the lord." He let go of your hair and you leaned forward, palms on the floor to stop you from falling. "Besides, you're gonna have to prove yourself. Again."

You knew exactly what he meant. You had to kill. And Hidan wasn't one to let you off the hook — you'd have to kill someone innocent, and the idea of performing such a sacrifice made your stomach churn, it made you want to throw up, because you knew you'd enjoy it. Murdering someone deserving felt like a chore, like something natural. But the thought of killing someone undeserving made your heart flutter, your cunt burn and your head hazy with a high so addictive, no drug in the world could compare to it.

"Don't make me kill someone, please."

"Oh, spare me of your holier-than-thou bullshit. You either kill or be killed, Y/N. Now let's get to fucking work." Hidan bruised your arm in the process of 'helping' you up, unaware of the pleasant surprise that lurked within you. Because if he knew the real you, he'd probably question his own sanity — and that's something he'd never done. The real you was obscene, twisted and demented, long before you discovered Jashinism, but you tried to bury that part of you deep down. You seemingly succeeded, focusing your bloodlust on anarchy and overthrowing the Tsuchikage with a group of punk teenagers from your village, Iwagakure.

Until you met Hidan.

"I really don't want to do this." You pleaded with the silver-haired man, hands trembling and eyes watery.

"Kill him, Y/N." Hidan rolled his eyes, the blades of his scythe pressing into your back as you pressed your kunai into the victim's neck. "Kill him or I kill you."

"Alright, alright, I'll do it. But give me some space."

"Tch, pretentious bitch." He stepped aside, watching you carefully.

"More space." You demanded and he took another step back with an impatient look on his face.

"There's only one exit to this cave. If you think, for a fucking second, that you walk out of here alive you're wrong. Unless you kill him." Hidan licked his lips. "Jashin demands a sacrifice. Now."

You looked down at the symbol drawn with the victim's blood, then back at the man in front of you. His eyes were wide open and filled with tears, arms chained to then wall of the cave. He frantically shook his head, saliva dripping from his gag as he prayed for salvation.

"I'm so sorry." You spoke — not sorry for the victim, but for yourself and what you'd become after this day. Slender fingers lifted his chin upwards and with one swift movement, you slit open the skin, blood gushing out, spraying your face, neck and cleavage. "Fuck..." You moaned, the hot crimson liquid dripping down your chin.

"See, it wasn't so bad." Hidan elbowed you but you didn't move, instead, you gripped the blade handle tightly and drove it into the victim's abdomen, more blood spluttering on you when you removed it. "Oh, you want more?" The rogue shinobi quirked a brow, content with your choice. Adrenaline and arousal rushed through your veins and you dropped the kunai, the clanging echoing in the cave.

"Hidan..." You trailed off, tentatively unzipping your black cloak. "I want you to fuck me."

The silver-haired man watched you smear the blood over your exposed tits, his cock twitching in his pants. Finally, he realised just how beautiful you truly were, the pure ecstasy on your face igniting a flame in his core.

"Here?" He asked, somewhat surprised by your request.

"Yes, please." You turned around to face him, and the look on his face told you just how impressed he was.

"Now aren't you just so full of surprises? And here I thought you were just some goodie two-shoes who refused to harm people." Hidan removed his Akatsuki cloak, letting it fall to the ground, allowing you to see just how hard he was. You bit on your lower lip, the metallic taste was pure bliss in your mouth. "You filthy, disgusting whore." He sneered, his lips crushing yours in a shameful, euphoric kiss. The moment his tongue touched the blood in your mouth, his skin began to darken, his body linking with the victim's, meaning he hasn't died yet.

"Isn't he going to feel everything?" You pulled back from the kiss, but your voice wasn't in any way concerned about the man chained to the wall.

"Oh, he's going to feel it, alright." Hidan laughed, his hand pushing your head as you lowered yourself down your knees. Fingers tugged at the waistband of his pants and you pulled down both of the layers, his cock slapping your face. "Suck."

You obediently parted your lips, taking the velvety tip into your mouth, tongue swirling around it before you moved to his shaft. Hidan threw his head back, his fingers tangling in your hair as you bobbed your head back and forth, your moans music to his ears. The gurgling sounds coming from the victim told you that he, indeed, felt everything Hidan felt and your twisted mind enjoyed it so fucking much. You picked up the pace, earning grunts and growls from the rogue shinobi before he held your head in place, stuffing your mouth and throat with his thick cock until you dug your fingers in his thigh, desperately trying to breathe.

"Jashin was right to give you a second chance." Hidan released you and you gasped for air. "You're his gift for me."

The blood on your body dried out, but you were just as beautiful. You leaned on your back, spreading your legs for him. It was a smart decision not to wear anything underneath your cloak. The silver-haired man kneeled between your thighs, his hands bruising your skin with rough touches before he found your dripping cunt.

"Shit, Y/N, you're soaking wet." He shoved two fingers between your folds, curling them upwards. You squirmed and moaned, desperate for something bigger.

"S-skip the foreplay and fuck m-me!" You begged but Hidan wasn't one to listen. He thrusted his fingers in and out of you, enjoying the way you thrashed and moaned his name, enjoying the way you arched your back with every movement.

"You're so beautiful." He confessed and you were caught off guard. It was the first time he ever said something nice to you, let alone compliment you. "You really are a sight for sore fucking eyes." Hidan removed his fingers but before you could say anything, he shoved them in your mouth. "Don't you taste like a needy slut?"

You nodded with lidded eyes, cheeks hollowed as you sucked the slick off of fingers. Hidan hovered over you, his cock grazing over your slit and aching clit, then kissed you with so much force and passion you almost couldn't breathe.

"Fuck, you taste good." He grabbed his shaft and pushed the tip painstakingly slowly between your folds. Oh, he was so much bigger than you expected, but you quickly got accustomed to his girth, mouth agape and eyes rolled back in pleasure.

"Shit- Hidan!" You bucked your hips, legs wrapping around his waist as he wrapped his calloused fingertips around your neck.

"Jashin damn it, you are so tight. You're not a fucking virgin, are you?"

You shook your head, fingernails digging into his back and the victim gurgled again. Hidan released the grip from your neck, instead holding you by the hips and frenziedly pulling you onto his cock. It was sinful, degrading and demented, and his brutal, animalistic thrusts only turned you on more. The sound of skin against skin, growls and moans echoed in the cave, and soon enough Hidan's bone-like markings faded. You didn't care, he was still buried into your cunt, but the thrill of having your pussy obliterated next to a dying man dissipated, replaced by the pure lust Hidan radiated.

"Fuck, I'm-"

"No, you're not. Not until I fucking allow it." The silver-haired man pulled out and you cried, literal tears pooling at your eyes as you were on the brink of an orgasm. "You've been a bad, bad, girl, denying Jashin, denying slaughter, denying me." He gave your cunt a firm slap which vibrated through your entire body, ending with a whimper.

"Y-you have n-no idea how m-much I want you, Hidan." You squeezed your thighs together for a crumb or friction, but he forcefully pushed your knees to the sides.

"Then you should listen. See what a good job you've done today?" He tilted his head to the chained corpse.

"You d-don't understand... I've g-got an insatiable bloodlust." You admitted, but you knew he'd only be more intrigued.

"That's exactly why you've been drawn to Jashinism." Hidan flipped you over, and you were down on all fours. He pushed his cock back in you with one deep thrust, earning another moan out of you. "Embrace it, Y/N. You and I can do great things together, for him."

"But it's wrong." You whispered and you could feel his arm slithering around your neck, pulling you closer to him.

"And who told you that? Society? Your parents? Nah, I'll be your daddy from now on." His fat cock brushed against your cervix, your silken walls clenching around it as he fucked you harder. "You wanna come, don't you?"

"Oh, yes!"

"Yes, what?" Hidan tightened the grip, your back against his chest.

"Yes, daddy! Please, I want it, I want it!" You whimpered.

"And are you going to give Jashin everything he wants?"

It was decided — Hidan stripped you of any speck of humanity or rationality you had left in you. You loved him, after all, and he loved Jashin.

"Yes, I will! Jashin can have anything he wants as long as I have you."

"Good girl." He kissed your head before releasing your neck, hands gripping your hips to hold you in place. "Nowyou can come."

Your cunt was aching for release, and you mustered enough strength to rub your clit in messy, circular motions. Soon enough, you felt it coming — the rush of adrenaline as Hidan fucked into you, fingers pinching your sore nipples. You came on his cock with a soft moan and with one final, violent thrust he fills you up, cum dripping from your sloppy cunt as he pulls out. You rolled on your back, propping yourself on your elbows and Hidan froze, the sight of your used and abused pussy hypnotising him.

"Like what you see?" You grinned, fingers tentatively grazing over your slit, dipping between your folds before you brought them to your mouth to taste his seed.

"Shit, I think I'm in love." His sangria eyes bore into yours and your heart fluttered. You knew he was an asshole, and he probably only said it in the heat of the moment, but you were satisfied with what you got.

"What about him?"

"Meh, Kakuzu will take care of the mess. I wanna take a fucking bath." Hidan picked his red and black cloak up from the floor before getting up. "And I'm starving."

You pursed your lips and lowered your gaze. So much for being in love with you.

"You coming to the hot springs?"

"Me?"

"As much as I adore seeing you covered in blood, that shit's dry and crusty." He threw you your cloak.

"You wanna take a bath... with me?"

"Yes? The fuck are you acting so surprised? I just said I'm in love with you but you're surprised I wanna take a bath with you?"

"You know what, stop talking." You rolled your eyes and got up.

"I think the fuck not."

"Fuck's sake, Hidan, let's go."

"Fuckin' crazy bitch."

#hidan #naruto fic #hidan x reader #hidan x y/n #hidan x you #hidan smut #naruto smut #tw. blood #tw. knives #tw. murder

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junmyeonning · 4 years

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Ardour

Type: One Shot

Pairing: Kim Junmyeon (EXO Suho) X unnamed OFC

Rated: M

Summary: Ardour: intense feeling of love, feelings of great warmth and intensity.

they've really missed each other during this EXO tour, of course sexy times happen now that they're together again. No real plot. Just sex, intimacy, and some fun. Cute bf Junmyeon, beware. Also hot bf Junmyeon.

Word count: 2.4k

She wakes up to find no one beside her on the bed. She yawns and gets up then goes to the bathroom to freshen up a little.

As she finishes up and heads out, she thinks it's time to look for her missing boyfriend. It wasn't too hard though because she spots him as soon as she enters the living room.

"Hey you," she holds his face in one hand as she leans down to kiss him, smiling as they pull away.

"Hey, I didn't wanna wake you" he smiles back lovingly. She thought he looks so cute like this, hair all fluffed up and parted from the middle as usual, and wearing some comfy T-shirt and sweatpants.

"Yeah well you should've. I wanna spend every moment with you before you go again..." she pouts. He laughs a little then pulls her towards him from the bottom of her nightie, urging her to sit on top of him on the couch.

"Don't think about that now. We still have quite some time you know" he murmurs as he goes to kiss her again.

It gets heated as they get more into it, and she accidentally lets out a little sound.

"Mm Jun... I've missed you so much" she pulls away just a centimetre to speak, still sharing the same breath.

"Me too baby, you don't even know..." they continue kissing again, this time with more tongue action and movements.

She starts rocking slowly on top of him and he groans into her mouth, his hands moving down from her waist to hold her bottom from under her silky nightgown.

"No underwear huh?" He smirks, then begins a trail of kisses from the corner of her mouth all the way down her jaw then reaching the neck.

"For convenience." She says mischievously, biting her lips as she feels his wet kisses on her neck.

He starts sucking and biting, which causes her to moan lightly and whisper his name under her breath.

But then he stops, only to remove the only piece of clothing she has on. She groans in protest when he doesn't act quickly, feeling all kinds of hot and bothered while he's just running his hands and admiring the view.

"Myeon we have all time for this later I just really need you right now..." she's almost whining at this point. He chuckles in reply and gives her a little kiss on the mouth.

"My baby is impatient," he says playfully, still rubbing circles on her waist with his hands. Her face falls into a frown as she looks at him.

"I'm not a baby..." she mutters under her breath. Her hands went to grab at his T-shirt to pull it off but he's still in a playful mood, as he snatches them before she does anything.

"You're so cute." He laughs and kisses the inside of her hand while holding the other.

"You're really calling me cute while I'm naked and waiting for you to fuck me?" She says in disbelief, smiling against her own will.

"I guess I am," he laughs "but okay I'll stop. Go ahead continue," he leans back and she pulls off his T-shirt finally, only his bottom half being covered now.

She unconsciously licks her lips at the sight of his bare torso, her hands moving on their own as she touches his chest and abs.

"Look who's taking their time now, you can do it but I can't?" He crosses his arms covering up his chest. She chuckles at that. He got her.

"Ah I can't help it when you look like this Junmyeonnie," she leans forward and kisses his pouty mouth "please sit back? Let me?" She gives him puppy eyes and he can't help but give in.

"Okay okay... next time it's me though." He puts his hands behind his head and leans back, letting her do as she pleases.

She smiles in victory and leans forward with him, kissing him again. She just can't get enough of him.

Moving back a little she begins a trail down his neck until she reaches his chest, kissing and sucking and biting. She flicks his nipple and hears him hiss from above, causing her to giggle.

At this point he knew where she was going with this as she pulls down his pants and gets on the floor between his legs. His breathing gets a little heavier as he watches her, but she just smiles at him and rubs his thighs.

"Relax Jun, let me take care of you..." He groans in reply and she moves to pull off his boxers.

Her eyes widen as his hard length slapped up against his stomach. She licks her mouth and comes closer, wrapping her hand around him.

He moans at the contact and bucks up a little into her touch. She gives him an 'innocent' smile, keeping eye contact as she goes in to lick the head.

He throws his head back at the sight and moans again as she sucks the tip. He looks back at her once more then places his hands on her head, encouraging her to take more.

After playing a little she takes him in more, deep and wet. One hand helping her pump where she can't reach while the other begins stroking his balls lightly.

"B-baby I... ahh" he's lost in pleasure as she continues what she does, slowly picking up the speed. His moans getting higher only fuel her desire to get him off even more.

"Mm s-stop... I don't wanna..." he can't finish his sentence when he feels her throat vibrating around him as she lets out a sound, working harder and faster to get him there.

All getting too much for him his eyes shut close and he gets even louder, tugging on her hair tighter as he almost reaches an orgasm.

But then it all stops. She pulls away like he asked and wipes her chin, looking up at him and smiling like it's nothing.

"You little..." he groans and drops his head in defeat. She laughs at that and raises a brow "I did what I was told, nothing bad about that" teasing him was one of her hobbies, she's always loved to do it and he secretly -well not so secretly- enjoys it.

"Come here," He shakes his head with a smile, then leans forward and grabs her to get back up on his lap.

"How come you're so sexy?..." he mumbles into her neck as he kisses that spot again, this time his hand travelling down to her wet heat.

She hums in reply, then jumps a little when his fingers make contact with her sensitive bud. She feels herself getting wetter by the second if that's possible, because after all that time away from each other it made her ache for him even more than always, which she never thought was possible yet here she is.

"J-Jun..." she moans and he slowly builds up, rubbing quicker. "Yes sweetheart?" He whispers into her ear then bites the end lightly.

"Don't stop..." she gets a little louder as he picks up the pace, and suddenly it feels harder to breath with the way his hands are moving in that dangerous place.

He switches to only rubbing with his thumb as two of his fingers make their way inside, preparing her for what's about to happen.

"Talk to me baby. Tell me what I'm doing to you," she feels his hot breath against her skin as he speaks in a low, sexy tone. She almost can't handle it all, everything being too much at the same moment.

"Your fingers Junmyeon... ahh" she throws her head back and grinds against his his hand. Although it all feels too good, she craves something else by now.

"B-but Jun... I need you right now." He smirks in reply "what do you mean? You have me right here." He teases and she gets more and more frustrated by the minute.

"You know what I mean!"

"What if I don't?" She gets sick of his games and pushes him roughly by the shoulders to lay back again, his eyes getting wide at the movement.

"Then I'll show you." She gets her hand on his hard member once more, and he bites his lip in attempt to not let out a noise.

After stroking him a little she positions herself over him, then teases the tip of his head back and forth against her pussy, causing them both to sigh in pleasure.

Finally he slips in and they both moan. His hands holding her by the waist to steady her as she rises up then comes back down, slowly as to adjust to his size.

"S-so tight baby..." He manages to choke out. She looks at his wrecked face and feels herself getting even more turned on if that's possible.

"Oh Myeon..." She says breathlessly. He was taking her breath away and she can't handle it, all feeling way too pleasurable.

As the pressure builds up the movements get faster, the slow rocking turning into quicker bouncing. Heavy breaths mixing with each other.

"Sweetheart I-... fuck..." he loses his wording for a bit, eyes closed shut just feeling it all. "-I wanna try something,"

She just lets out a sound in approval, unable to use words at the moment. He gets himself to finally stop, pulling out his still-stiff member and going to lie down with his head on the couch arm.

He throws her a smile and pats his lap for her, motioning to come sit back on him. She didn't have the time to process just how fucking good he looks like that, all sexed up and ready for more of her.

She goes to crawl the small space to get to him on top, and before she continues he just shake his head.

"On your back, lie down on me." She stops at what he says, face lighting up as she realises what he has in mind. Obeying what he says she lies on top of him, his chest pressing up against her back as she feels his body heat.

He adjusts her body exactly where he should, her throbbing core directly over his hardness, waiting for him to slip back inside.

"Ready?" He says lowly into her neck from behind, then kisses the spot afterwards making her melt into him.

"Ah yes come on..." she feels like almost begging by now. Anything to feel him once again.

He wanted to tease her more but his initial thoughts are ruined by his untamed desire. He wants her just as bad he can't stop himself.

He thrusts up again into her, entering nice and slow, feeling every inch. She feels his ragged hot breath on her from behind which drives her crazy, causing her to moan in return.

"Oh baby..." she tries to meet half way with his slow deep strokes, loving this sweet torturous feeling.

"Mhm, you like that?" He's obviously trying to hold himself back, prolonging their pleasure as much as possible. She squeezes around him unintentionally when she hears that, to show him how much she really likes it.

He growls as soon as he feels her velvety walls gripping him so deliciously.

"Does that answer?" She chuckles through her breathlessness, eyes closed as she feels all of him.

One of his hands leave her hips to grab at her chest, getting her to moan louder once again when he pinches her nipple.

"Myeon... y-your cock..." she bites her lip to stop herself from being too loud, as she places her hand on his cheek from behind her.

"My cock what," he snaps up into her a little harder, making her gasp and let her head fall back more into him.

"Feels so good..." she manages to mumble as he tilts her head to face him more, smashing his lips onto hers finally.

He picks up the pace as they continue kissing, him gripping her hips a little tighter as he slams upwards again and again. He hits that deep spot inside which causes her lips to falter in their movements, her mouth falling open by itself as the moans get stuck in her throat from it all being just too much.

"Yes yes, r-right there..." she's barely able to voice it out, the pleasure clouding her senses and making her dizzy. She feels his hand move down there and start rubbing her clit once more, this time combined with his thrusts it's just enough to get her there.

"Come on baby girl. You're gonna come for me? Yeah?" His words are the last straw as powerful waves of orgasm hit her suddenly, making her moan loudly as she turns her head away from him.

After riding out her high he doesn't stop, instead holding her hips with both hands again and now chasing his own.

"Fill me up Junmyeonnie," she caresses his cheek once more, urging him to follow up with her. "Come inside me baby..."

His moans get higher in pitch as he releases his hot white liquid deep inside her, feeling vulnerable all of a sudden as he lets it all out while she's gently holding his cheek.

He's still coming down from it and his stuttered breathing is returning to normal again. She looks at his side profile in this state, suddenly having the urge to kiss his cheek.

He looks almost magical in this euphoric state of mind, so beautiful and vulnerable and all hers.

They stay like this for a few minutes. Her resting back against him while he has his head forward resting sideways against hers, not pulling out yet just enjoying each other's warmth.

"I love you..." he has his eyes closed as he kisses her temple. She chuckles to herself, feeling so cheesily happy to be in this moment like this with him.

"Mhm love you too..." she can't help giggling, which makes him re-open his eyes and raise a brow in confusion.

"What's so funny?" He smiles at her in both disbelief and adoration.

"Nothing, i'm just happy." She kisses his cheek once more. "Now let's get up i'm hungry."

#suho #exo #kim junmyeon #junmyeon #suho smut #junmyeon smut #exo smut #suho one shot #exo one shot #exo fanfic #junmyeon one shot

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boliv-jenta · 3 years

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When you have some time to kill, love Din and like Cobb..

One shot fluffy smut. Cobb x reader. Din x reader. Am a sucker for romance with Din at the minute.

I Do

When you found him he was propping up the bar. Appearing at the door, your eyes caught his. A slight grin tugged at his lips before he downed his drink and made his way out to you. Neither of you spoke as he lead you down the narrow back alleys to his home. The cool night air did little to abate the heat of your skin. Opening his front door he gave you plenty of room to pass him. He played the part of the respectful gentleman perfectly.

Until the door closed, concealing you from prying eyes. His hands, lips, tongue, body engulf you in a way that was far from gentlemanly. He had you on the bed, half naked and arching into his touch before he spoke a word. "I could get the helmet if you like." he drawled. There was no judgement in his tone, just a genuine offer. In all you unspoken conversations about this moment you seemed to have said too much. He knew. Saw your feelings for Din. You couldn't help the anger that flared in you. In a second you had flipped your positions. Straddling his waist, fist gripping his open shirt tightly, pushing him down into the bed. "Easy sugar. I didn't mean to offend." He held his hands up, to placate you. "I pride myself on being a good host to visitors to my town. So it wouldn't be proper to deny you want you so sorely need." he emphasized the last part by rolling his hips, tantalisingly slow, underneath you. Pressing his hard length into you. "I guess I just felt I should make things clear, am not looking to get in between you and the Mandalorian. He's a good man." Thankfully, your eyes were still closed from the pleasure he had giving you by pressing into your heated core. He couldn't see the tears that glazed your eyes at his kind words about Din. "He is...and he nearly..." you cut yourself off.

"So that's what this is? His near death experience is running through your veins." His finger tips trailed down your bare arm. This whole time you had been naked from the waist up, legs spread over him but you didn't feel as exposed as you did in that moment. He laughed lightly "I've had my fair share of 'Thank the Maker we're alive sex' in my experience it's usually with the person that almost died, Sugar." The tension in you snapped, laughing hard, you rolled off him and lay your head down on him. "What if he doesn't feel the same?" you whisper into his chest, absently fiddling with his shirt." I think we both know he does. He stiffened like a fence post every time I gave you my attention." Smiling you're compelled to press a chaste kiss to flesh, a silent thank you for acknowledging what you were too scared to. He returns one to the top of your head. It's a sweet moment. Both of you enjoy it. Both of you know it's a sham. The touch is real but the tenderness behind it is meant for someone else.

"Come on Honey." He sits up bringing you with him. Handing you your shirt he throws his legs over the side of the bed, readying himself to stand and giving you some privacy to dress. "You should go back to him and tell him, before you lose him." His voice is wistful as he reaches for an open bottle of his dresser and takes a gulp. Once you're dressed you come to stand in between his legs, resting your hands on his shoulders. "Thank you Cobb."

He stands wrapping you in his arms as he reaches his full height. "Just being a good host." he tips his imaginary hat at you.

"Maybe it's not too late for you." you press. He blushes a little, tries to stammer an excuse. He wasn't the only one who could read people. "Go to her. If she's into the armour, you better move before Mando collects it in the morning."

His eyes sparkle as your suggestion. "Ok. A kiss for good luck?" The gentle, closed-mouth kiss you place on his lips soon grows to something more, your lips part as his tongue seeks entrance. His hands are on you again. The adrenaline in your system offsetting any guilt you would have had as your hands pull him closer. It's a nice moment to you, as if you're kissing something goodbye. No more seeking out cheap thrils like this. From now on Din is the only person you want. Thinking of building a life with him gives you a different type of thrill. Feeling ready to take that risk you pull away from Cobb. Walking over to his dresser you retrieve his helmet. Placing it firmly on his head you wish him luck before leaving.

The quiet walk back to the Crest did nothing for your nerves. The silence afforded you too much time in your head. So much so that you were half way up the ramp before you notice Din standing at the top. He was still. His stance was foreboding.

"You went to see Cobb." it wasn't a question or a accusation more like a bleak observeration.

"I did." you confirmed, there was no point lying.

"Why?" he simply asked.

You wished the answer was as simple. "I...I don't know." not exactly a lie but not the truth. You knew your motivation, why you went to Cobb and not Din but in this moment, standing before him none of that made sense. Why had you been so scared? The chance to call this man, this beautiful, brave, sweet, honourable man, your own was worth all the risk. He rocked slightly putting his weight on one leg looking at the ground. "I was scared." you continue. "Scared I almost lost you, scared I could still lose you if I..." your voice catching in your throat brought his head up to you. "..I just needed a distraction, comfort, something physical.." the last part just slipped out.

"You wanted sex." his shoulders slumped slightly.

"Yes. We didn't...but that's all it was going to be, just sex." you try to explain.

"Why..why couldn't you get that from me?" he murmured.

"Because with you it would never be just sex." you confessed. The weight of it lifting from your shoulders.

His shoulders pulled back. His back and limbs straightened. At a glance he looked furious. As he walked towards you, you thought about all the quarries you had seen in Carbonite. Their faces contorted in what you thought was pain from the freezing process. Right now you wondered if their faces were filled with residual fear from him stalking towards them. He was a terrifying sight. Determined, resolute. As his hand came up, no matter how much you trusted him not to hurt you, you couldn't help but flinch. His hand violently rip off his helmet. The sound of it crashing to the floor echoed around the ship. Before the sound even faded he was on you. His lips crashing to yours, it was inexperienced, sloppy, all teeth and tongue. All too rough. All too perfect.

He pulls at you, trying to get you closer despite the fact that there's no space between you. Throwing his gloves off he cups your face, his beautiful brown eyes looking deep into yours. "You're mine. My riduur. My everything. You will never lose me because I cannot lose you." Before you can react he's kissing you again. His previous words apparently in his touch. Pieces of his armour clatter to the floor as he keeps you pinned between him and the ship. You let him. You've given yourself to him completely now. He's in control. It's chaotic and calming. Overwhelming yet not enough. It weakens you and strengthens you beyond anything you thought possible. You are his. That makes him yours. Regaining some control of yourself you stop his movements. His brow twitches in question. Reassuringly you caress his face "I love you."

"You do?" he asked suddenly adorably uncertain.

You would have loved him no matter what he looked like but you couldn't help but be taken by the way his grin lit up his handsome face. "I do."

#the mandalorian #din djarin #din djarin fluff #din djarin x female reader #din djarin smut #cobb vanth #cobb vanth x reader

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littlemsstark3000 · 5 years

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Whatever It Takes

Avengers: Endgame - IronWidow fix

Something happened.

Tony knew it. He figured it out through the empty space beside him, the discarded pillows, his bare body under the sheets, and her scent mixed with the vodka which they shared.

Natasha was there. And she was gone before he woke up.

He shut his eyes again. Scenes from the previous night started replaying in his mind. They had more than enough liquor but they were not drunk, he was sure of that. He was aware of what was happening from the time he leaned dangerously closer towards her and planted a chaste kiss on the corner of her lips. If she tried to stop him, he would have backed off. She did not.

He groaned, mind blurred of what to do next.

Was he supposed to call or message her? Check where she was? Ask why she just left? Say he was sorry?

But he wasn't a bit sorry for what happened. He wanted it... since when, only heaven knew. The question was if she wanted it the same way, or she has regretted it the moment she woke up and realized what they have done.

Eight months ago, they lost to Thanos. He snapped and gone was 50% of the living, including the closest people to him and to her. Peter was dusted in his arms in Titan. Clint lost his whole family, which eventually led to Natasha losing her bestfriend in him also.

When Tony was rescued in space by Nebula and Captain Marvel, he returned to a very quiet compound. Natasha, Steve, Bruce and Thor were the only ones left there. Rhodey and Pepper came the soonest they got the word about his return. They arrived as he lay in the med bay with the only female Avenger left watching over him.

The reunion was a lull before the storm that was his confrontation with Steve. The pain, the betrayal, the anger he harbored in his chest for their Cap since Siberia made him snap, too. What remained of his belief that they could avenge for the earth when they could not protect it - dusted. That night, Natasha went to his room and apologized for the hurt that she also caused him. He has long forgiven and understood her, and he let her stay until he slept.

The next day, he learned that the team has traced Thanos and attacked him to retrieve the infinity stones, in high hopes that they could still revert what happened. They did not get them... not even one.

Days later, Tony got well and chose to move on, opting to live alone this time in a lakehouse far from the city. He worked for Stark Industries, his own company still managed by Pepper, remotely. He enjoyed a more private life.

Among the then-Avengers, it was only with Natasha that he communicated. Bruce and Thor disappeared to somewhere he did not mind knowing about. They needed to rest, too. Steve stayed behind but opted to lie-low from being a supersoldier. While she, keeping herself together, continued to do work and organized a new team which could look after what was left of the world. With much respect for her choice, he made it clear that even if they were already far from being teammates, he was just a stone throw away especially for her, always.

And it was because of that mutual understanding that Natasha knocked on his door last night and broke down after a few glasses. Both of them were still grieving for their losses, no matter how hard they hid it. Both of them were still looking for answers even if it looked like they have moved on. Both of them, at the back of their minds, were still hoping that they could bring everyone else back.

Vulnerable, they succumbed to the temporary aid which they could get from each other on his bed. It wasn't hurried, but every touch, every move, every moan was desperate to satisfy their need for comfort. Once was not enough. They gave in again. And again...

Tony cleared his head with a cold shower then decided to go to her at the compound. He did not know what to say; he just had to see her first.

Natasha sat on her work desk, going through whatever she was doing on her laptop, when he entered her office.

"Tash," he stood before her table.

"What's up, Stark?" She did not even look up to him.

It felt like a kick on his gut. "So we're back to surnames only. That's cool," he replied with pure sarcasm.

"If you're here to talk about what happened, you shouldn't have bothered."

"Why not?"

She chuckled. "We're two consenting adults. It's done and over."

He followed her with confused stare and rising irritation as she walked to the side table and made a sandwich.

"What the fuck did you just say?"

Natasha raised her eyebrows to him. "Why? Oh don't act too modest on me. That's the least I will expect, especially from you."

His fists balled inside his pockets, he filled his lungs with much-needed air. "I'm not here to say I am sorry for what happened because really, I am not."

"Then? Don't tell me you worry about me getting..." She paused but he got it. "You know that's impossible."

"Natasha -"

"I'm not gonna run after you because of what happened, Stark. It was just good sex."

His face heated up and his teeth clenched so tight that it already hurt - whichever hurt more, his jaw or his heart, he didn't care. Before he could do something he would regret more, he turned to leave immediately, shutting the door loudly behind him... missing to catch Natasha's rattled expression, trembling lips and teary eyes.

That was the last time they saw each other.

*****

Four years later, Natasha appeared at his doorstep again - this time, with Steve and Scott Lang, presenting a possible way to get back what they lost to Thanos.

Quantum realm. Time heist.

"The stones are in the past. We can go back. We can get them," Steve said.

"We can snap our own fingers. We can bring everybody back," she added.

"Or screw it up worse than he already has, right?" he quickly countered, eyes bore into green ones.

His two other guests tried to justify some more, but each argument, he had an answer to.

Finally, Natasha spoke again. "Tony, we have to take a stand."

Great, she just called him by his first name again, reminding him of the good relationship they shattered with one steamy night followed by a more heated encounter.

"We did stand. And yet, here we are," he couldn't help being straightforward.

She turned her head, looking away.

He sighed. "I wish you'd come here to ask me something else. Anything else."

Natasha never looked at him again until the three of them left. His chest tightened even if it was him who declined their proposal. He knew he hurt her by crushing her hope. But he was actually scared to try again and fail. There was a bit of probability that they might do it right but he could not risk, could he? It would be too painful, if they would be lucky to even live after, that is.

When he lied down that night, in the same room where they spent that one night together, Tony still could not rest his case. He remembered Peter. He remembered Clint's lovely family. He thought about Natasha... and how she would have looked happier if he said yes to their idea that afternoon.

Those thoughts and the tiny bit of probability pulled him up from his bed to his little workshop.

*****

He made it work and they did it. They, the Avengers, won this time around.

After they collected the infinity stones from the past, with Clint's inevitable sacrifice in Vormir, and despite the accident that brought Thanos and his troop to the present, they managed to pull through in the battle. Bruce as the Hulk snapped with the gauntlet that Tony made and the bad guys turned to dust.

They lost two heroes in one day... but the ones who have returned, together with the four Avengers left, swore to their gravestone that the earth, with their loved ones in it, would be protected again at all cost.

Steve went back to the past to return the stones in their respective places. But he did not come back. They should have figured it out when he said goodbye to Bucky and left his shield to Sam before he stepped into the time heist.

Thor, sober and with renewed determination after he has spoken with Almother, led the New Asgard with Valkyrie.

Tony and Natasha promised to keep the rest of their team together whatever it takes. But it had to start by fixing what was between the two of them...

Like the night of Tony's return from space five years ago, she went up to him. He was awakened by movement on the bed in his room in the compound. The next thing he realized, the redhead was snuggled up on him, her arms around his neck, hands clasped on his nape.

"Tash..." He called her name softly and kissed her hair.

"Thank you, Tony."

Natasha looked up to him, and as his eyes adjusted to the dim light, he caught her eyes shiny with tears.

"I don't and won't ever take full credit of our win, if that's what you are thankful for," he smiled as he wiped her eyes with his thumb.

She shook her head. "I thank you for trying one more time. It wasn't a simple decision, I know. You've left this life behind for a more peaceful one and moved on," she caressed his cheek. "Now you're back here with us."

Tony shifted their positions so he was half hovering comfortably over her.

"When I was trying to figure out how we could pull off that quote-unquote time heist, you know what was on my mind?"

"What?"

"Oh, it wasn't a what but a who," he tapped his point finger on the tip of her nose. "You."

"Tony..."

"I haven't said it yet but I really like it better when you call me by my first name."

She sighed. "I'm serious."

"Same here. So serious about you that I risked screwing up reality."

She fell silent as she just stared into his eyes.

"Guess that's another way of saying I love you, Natasha. I've always cared so much about you... Damn it, I can't even stay mad at you for 24 hours straight."

"I'm not good with words, Tony."

"Not a problem."

His hand trailed from her side to her hips to the small of her back and pulled her closer to him, the same time that Natasha lifted her face to meet his lips that instantly opened up to hers.

That one night long time ago was never enough. They gave in again. And again. And again.

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If They Only Knew

Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader

Written by: @gettingbywithalittlehelp96 & @itsfunnierin-enochian

Chapter Summary: The way you want and love each other let your doubts and the 'step by step' wish aside to finally be where you must have been.

Warnings: Non Explicit Smut, Fluff.

A/N: Okay guys... This is the final chapter of this beautiful story I had the immense pleasure to share with this amazing person that is @gettingbywithalittlehelp96 - who made possible that I could post my first fic. And I must thank you ALL who read, liked, commented, shared THIS. I'm so so happy. Thank you so much for your amazing support!!! I hope you like this and anyway don't think you'll be free, I will return, WE will return with more. Thank you Robbie for being such a beautiful inspiration and to this beautiful world of fandom, fanfics and beautiful people!

Chapter 13: If This Is The Day, Just Let It Beat

After running from the park and the rain, you ended up having dinner in a small restaurant nearby. You kept talking and having a good time with Rob. Actually losing track of time, until you were being kicked out of the restaurant.

It was amazing how much you could talk about everything and be completely honest about what was happening. You did owe it to each other, after all.

“Okay, my place or your place?” Rob asked fingers of one hand hovering over the elevator buttons while the other held your hand.

“Mmm... yours,” you decided and he placed a chaste kiss on your lips.

You knew you looked very much like a teenage couple while you walked through the corridor to Rob's apartment, and with that feeling in your stomach, the butterfly feeling as people like to say, you really felt like a teenager, and completely lost on that man next to you.

Opening the door to his apartment he let you in first, where you sat down on the couch and took off your shoes, stretching and smiling when you noticed he was sitting down next to you. You had missed being at his place, so the idea that you were there with him relaxing after your date, was one that you loved.

“Wanna watch a movie and eat some popcorn?” He asked. You knew for a fact that even if you said no, he would bring popcorn anyway.

“Yeah why not?” you replied with a small smile.

“Okay, I will go make it, you pick the movie.”

Standing up, he placed a soft kiss on your lips before heading to the kitchen. You closed your eyes, loving the feeling of his face next to yours and the taste of his lips. Really it was Rob that you loved.

Mindlessly scrolling through Netflix you were looking for a movie, but in your head you were thinking about what was going to happen that night. It wasn't that you didn't want Rob, because you did, a lot actually, but you were starting to get nervous that you were moving too fast. You knew you needed to go step by step and that you had to be honest to him. When you thought about all that you talked about that night, however, you knew you could be honest to each other and that eased your mind a bit.

That’s when another thought suddenly hit you. What if you weren’t good enough for Rob? What if you sucked in bed and that made him decided he didn’t like you? Starting to panic you went back to picking a movie and tried to get your mind out of that place.

“So we’re watching a drama?” Rob asked, looking at what you selected and back at you.

You shrugged and smiled. “I give up. I don't know how to pick a movie.”

Pouting, you handed him the remote, which he took, sitting down next to you and reading over what the movie you had picked was about.

“It could do,” he said.

“Yes?”

“Yeah! Let's watch it. Here, have some popcorn.”

Putting the bowl between you, he pressed play, and stretched his legs out onto the coffee table, while you decided to pull your knees up and snuggle next to him.

The movie seemed okay, but you honestly weren't paying attention. Many times you found yourself admiring how he was eating or looking at his eyes, his beard, and all those other features that you loved about him. Half way into the movie, he started to change positions, and you noticed it was a way to tell you that he wasn't going to wait or go slow. You knew how that worked, you knew how the touchy feely guys sudden get playful. In this case you ran out of popcorn, and Rob loved his popcorn, so that distracted him.

“Oh damn,” he turned the bowl upside down. “Should I go make more?” He asked softly.

“If you want more…” you suggested, trying to see where he was trying to get.

“I can survive,” he said putting the bowl on the coffee table and bringing you closer to him, stroking your arm.

He focused on the movie again and you did too, but it was soon later that your point was proven as he started to nibble at your neck, one hand wrapped around you, and the other one rubbing your stomach slowly. You kept shifting positions trying to focus back on the movie. It wasn’t that you didn’t like what he was doing but you honestly didn’t know what to do.

“I don't-” he said against your skin, stopping to place a path of kisses from your cheek to your collarbone. “I don't want to disrespect you but…”

You felt in that moment how he sucked a mark, leaving the feeling of the pressure of his lips against your skin.

“Rob, it’s just...” You let out a humm of satisfaction which he stopped by placing his lips on yours.

“It's just what?” he said pulling out, his lips brushing yours as he placed small kisses one after the other.

“Why don't we-” you tried to talk but the pressure of his lips weren't letting you and you didn't want to let them either. You smiled because you were loving it, to say the least.

“No, I don't think so,” he replied, pulling out slightly, again. “We waited long enough, baby, don't you think?”

His blue eyes were fixated on yours, and you knew he was right. You have waited long enough for this and that’s when you decided to shut your mind off and start enjoying your time with him.

Once you started kissing him back, it deepened quickly. Your lips parted and soon every movement was in sync. His hand slowly made its way under you dress, stroking your skin, as you ran your hands over his chest all the way down to his covered bulge that was growing quickly. He let out a little moan, and a deep breath signaling you that he was just as nervous as you were.

Without stopping the kiss, you moved slowly to straddle him, your legs on the sides of his waist. Moving down you placed kisses all over his collarbone, which prompted him to nuzzle into your neck, his beard scratching at your skin. You felt how he pressed up against you, desperately wanting to feel you, so you wrapped your arms around his shoulder to pull him closer, letting out a soft moan in his ear. Pretty soon the kissing was accompanied by slow grinding movements, that left you feeling his hardness and the roughness of fabric against your thighs.

“W- want to,” he moaned, lifting his hips up against you.

“Yes, i do” you replied quickly. You didn't know what exactly he wanted, but you didn't care either. You'd follow Rob no matter what.

Starting to laugh he stood up, placing his hands on your butt to lift you up and finally wrapping them around your waist, all while he was kissing you. Meanwhile you held on tight and kissed him back, enjoying every second of it. He pushed the door open and placed you at the edge of the bed on your knees, while he was standing in front you, still kissing you as you slowly undid his tie.

Apparently he didn't want to wait much, as his fingers started slowly to play over your underwear, pressing right where you needed it, getting you wetter than you already were. Following his lead you sneaked your hand inside his pants.

All the movements from that moment on became softer. Your lips never left each other as Rob’s hands gently praised your skin, his fingertips traveling over your arms and shoulders as he removed your dress, before laying you on his bed. Apparently the excitement of the moment had you slightly unaware of how much space was on the bed because when he lifted you to scoot you up the bed, your head hit the headboard with a loud thud. Immediately, he started to panic but you didn’t care, you just wanted to be with him.

His cool lips made contact with your heated skin, causing you to get goosebumps as he kissed your neck and chest. Slowly you took off his shirt and throw it to the other side of the room. Caressing his skin softly, you started to smile knowing that he was yours, finally. You loved the time he was taking with every single spot on your body. Kissing you everywhere he could, and you loved how you could rake your fingers through his curls to bring him even closer to you.

Suddenly, he pulled out, sitting up on his knees to look at you, flashing a big smile. “You have no idea how beautiful, how fucking Beautiful you are Y/N.”

Leaning forward, he placed himself back on top you and kissed you sweetly. You ran your fingers through his beard before wrapping your arms around him, so they could move up and down his back. In that moment it was as if you could feel every single movement in his body by touching it. His skin was as hot as yours, his arms… oh…His arms, were holding you tight against him, like if he didn't want to let you go ever again.

What was meant to be step by step, “not so fast”, ended up being a very heated night, a night that let you both a panting mess on Rob's bed. Hidden under his sheets, kissing each other, touching each other, as if you couldn't believe that you were actually together.

You could confirm that it was the most amazing night you've ever had in your life. The most passionate, loving, and beautiful moment you've ever had with Rob. You used to love each other as friends but the way you felt about each other in that moment, simply made sense. You just fit, like the last missing piece of the puzzle, as if life put you both together because you were always meant to end up like this.

You were trying to recover, trying to make your heart return to its normal rhythm when you felt Rob's soft lips on your arm. Placing small kisses that were making you smile.

“That was a good way to say that we must go slow,” Rob joked, smiling against your skin.

“Mhm, you're right. I'm glad you didn't listen to me.”

Slowly laying back on the bed, returning to his spot so you were laying right next him, arm wrapped around his chest as you ran your fingers up and down his arm and looked right into those blue eyes, that were radiating with a glow that you have only seen on special occasions when he was genuinely happy.

“I’m sorry about hitting your head against the headboard,” he said, laughing softly.

“It was obvious that something like that would happen to us,” you replied, joining him laughing. “But you know that nothing, absolutely nothing will make me forget about today, Rob.”

Stretching your neck up, you placed a kiss on his forehead.

“You enjoyed it? Even if the date was frustrating and the sex was violent?” he joked, softly rubbing the front part of your head, where you got hit. “After today you'll probably get a cold from the rain, food poisoning from that place we went to eat and a bump on your head. I'm such a bad guy”

This time you moved down to kiss his lips. You enjoyed how every time when your lips crashed against his, he would wrap his arms around you to press you tightly against him.

“You know” you murmured before he pulled out. “I think that after today, I'm a lucky woman who got the most beautiful man in the world.”

“Really? I'm not an asshole then?” He asked looking down at you quirking an eyebrow, something that every time he did it, drove you crazy.

“You're not, I am sorry about saying that, I was just mad at you,” you confessed.

“Yeah I noticed, that was fair though, I should have told you the truth.”

“It's all in the past now, Robbie. I love you and you know I do now.”

“I do too, I've always loved you in a way that even the guys thought wasn't normal.” Shifting so he was propped up on his elbow, he got this serious look on his face. “I need to ask you something. Why did you date Billy if you didn’t like him? Why didn’t you just tell me?”

“I thought you didn't care about me and that night I saw you leaving with that girl, it was all over, you broke my heart.” Seeing how he looked down after that, broke your heart in that moment. “Billy was there and from that moment I thought that maybe it wasn't that bad after the way I felt and all… until the night at the bar, i really never imagined you were into me, Rob.”

“Seriously? With all the time we spent together you never imagined that I could fall in love with you? You are the most beautiful woman i've ever seen, and i mean it.”

“And you're the most beautiful, sweet and loving guy I've ever met. I love all of you Rob,” you said leaning forward and pressing your forehead against his while stroking his cheek.

“I love all of you too, Y/N. If we had just known.”

Laying in bed, you let the tiredness fall over you both, falling asleep several minutes later. He had fallen asleep first and you shortly after. After realising that you were finally sleeping next to the man you loved. That night you found out that you and Rob were meant to be and that it was just a matter of time until you were where you belong.

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