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pearlparty · 11 days

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Distraction

Note to self: never ask for a spot ever again. Just die like a woman when you drop the bar.

Pairing: Austin x Reader (no use of y/n)

Summary: Austin teases you at the gym and you get distracted from your workout.

Warnings: Language, innuendo, flirting, established relationship

Word Count: 2075 ish

Note: Breaking another impromptu indefinite hiatus to post lol. Based on this post/reblog to cure writer’s block. Lol I wrote this in like a day and a half and in an airport so take that for what you will. I just really like men sweating and grunting I’m sorry. Feedback is a writer’s life blood, so please tell me what sucks about this so I can improve!!

Austin had always gone to the gym with you. You’d go together, but usually stayed in your own lanes doing your own workouts, and then leave together. The routine allowed some space to breathe and work individually—do things separately together. It happened organically for one reason: different desired routines. And that’s how it stayed for weeks, leaving each of you satisfied at the end of the hour and a half.

Today provided another reason for why separate workout routines proved more effective than working together.

You’d walked in with the intention of setting a personal record on the squat rack. You’d been working your way up for weeks. Maybe you truly felt prepared to lift it, or perhaps it was the extra zing that the pre-workout put in your step, but either way you stepped up to the rack prepared to put your legs to the test. The cute dark blue crop and legging combo probably gave you an extra boost, too. It did make your ass look good, after all, and that little “I’m sexy and I know it” boost worked like magic for motivation.

Unfortunately, you didn’t see the way Austin’s eyes lingered a little too long when you put your jacket and bag into the locker. Maybe if you’d seen his eyes darken, you’d have caught onto his little game instead of being taken by surprise.

Still, before you parted ways at the locker, you couldn’t help but admire the curves of his bare shoulders beneath his muscle tee. Such fond memories of those shoulders and the weights they occasionally carried: your niece when you went to the park weeks ago, the heavy cement bag for your parents’ backyard, your thighs—

You shook the thought from your head, and moved to the track to warm up. You’d moved closer to the weight section to do some warm up Bulgarian Split Squats when Austin called you over to his spot at one of the benches.

“Babe,” he called out, “can I get a spot real quick?” The question fazed you a moment; he rarely asked for a spot, but you supposed that the empty gym deprived him of many other options.

“Yeah,” you chirped as you rose from the mat. “Yeah, sure.”

Austin positioned himself on the bench and prepped for his heavy set. You couldn't help but admire the way his muscles rippled beneath his skin, the determination etched on his face as he focused on the task at hand. The veins in his hands and forearms seemed to pulse as he gripped the bar, and a small part of you wished they were wrapped around your neck—

"Ready, babe?" His voice snapped you out of your reverie, and you quickly positioned herself at the end of the bench, ready to spot him. You cleared your throat.

"Ready," you replied as you braced yourself for the weight that was about to come crashing down. He grinned but didn’t say anything.

As Austin began his set, your eyes were drawn to the flex of his muscles, the strain evident in every movement. You couldn't tear your gaze away, mesmerized by the raw power and intensity he exuded with each repetition.

With each huff and grunt that escaped Austin’s lips, you felt a flush of heat rise to your cheeks. You tried to focus on the task at hand, on keeping him safe as he pushed himself to his limits, but you couldn't shake the feeling of arousal that pulsed through your veins.

As Austin finished his set and racked the bar, he flashed you a grin, his chest heaving with exertion. He rose from the bench breathing heavy, sweat dotting his brow.

“Thank you, baby,” he murmured with a breath, voice low and husky as he gently pinched your chin between his thumb and knuckle.

Your heart fluttered at the sight of him, mind filled with images of his sweaty body entwined in passion with yours. You swallowed hard, trying to push aside the thoughts that threatened to consume your mind you helped Austin re-rack the weights.

"Anytime," you replied, voice barely convincing nonchalance as you tried to quell the desire that burned within your chest—a desire slowly spreading throughout your extremities and to your lower belly. "Anytime."

Walking back to your mat, your mind swirled with overwhelming amounts of filthy thoughts, and the reps got increasingly hard to count (which ended up being fine because working to failure is good for growth, but still). Those damn grunts? Every huff and breath of exertion? The small whimper that escaped his lips when he struggled momentarily to get the bar up on the last rep? All played on a continuous, horny loop in your head as you spent the next few minutes finishing the exercises before your squats.

His damn blue muscle tee, his damn cap that couldn’t cover his pretty curls at the back of his head, his damn gray joggers, his damn water dripping down his chin as he chugged from his water bottle after a couple of sets on the lat pulldown machine that made his damn muscles flex and sweat collect on his damn collarbones. Damn him damn him damn him.

A trip the the gym had supposed to clear your mind, not fill it with insufferable horny thoughts. How were you supposed to focus on the movements properly when he walked around looking like that?

And now you needed him to spot you during your squats. Lovely.

His gaze wandered to you in the mirror as he took another gulp of water. You waved him over.

He adjusted his earbuds and wiped his chin with the collar of his shirt as he approached you. “Hey, gorgeous. Need a spot?” Was his voice always so deep? I must be ovulating because this is not normal.

“If you’re not busy? I wanna beat my record from a couple weeks ago,” you answered.

“New PR, baby!” he whooped, clapping his hands together once to try to hype you up. He likely mistook your distraction for nerves. Hell, you wished it was, not an aching need that pulled your attention away from your workout.

A nervous laugh left your chest, suddenly rather timid at the prospect of him being so close while you were trying to lift something seriously heavy. You turned to face the mirror behind the rack—turn away from him directly but still see him behind you in the reflection. Had you seriously never appreciated how he dwarfed you before?

Okay, enough, focus on the damn lift you horny simpleton, the sane part of your mind berated. You pushed the thoughts aside and stepped under the bar.

“Ready?” you tossed over your shoulder to him as he stood a few feet back.

“You got this,” he affirmed. You took a breath and lifted the bar off the rack and stepped back. Austin put a close but reasonable distance between the two of you and looped his arms under yours, prepared to pull you back if you were to fall forward.

Another breath, and then you went down. Austin followed your movements and you let out a puff of air as you tried to push yourself back to the top.

“C’mon, you got it,” he gently coaxed from behind you. It wasn’t the typical motivating voice he used in the gym. No, it was much softer, teetering on the edge of something—well, you weren’t sure you wanted to find out or you’d surely drop the bar and hurt both you and him. If you hadn’t been balancing over 200lbs on your shoulders, you might have shot him a wide eyed look. You came to the top of the position. “Alright, that’s one. Just seven more.” His voice seemed to have some extra smoke in it today.

A flush of warmth spread through your torso, tingling in your extremities that had no connection to the exertion of the second rep. His words lit a fire, spurring you on as you sank into the third.

“Doin’ so good,” Austin murmured, his hot breath fanning down your neck. “Just like that.”

Fuck off fuck off fuck off you hot bastard. He was doing it on purpose. Whether it was to get a rise out of you or provide some extra motivation, you didn’t know.

Down. Up. Four. Focus. Five.

“You’re killing it. Just focus on that form.” You could have sworn his hand brushed the side of your waist.

Six. A breath. Seven. The burn in your quads nearly made you question whether you could do another rep. You hissed out a sharp breath and braced yourself, legs wavering at the top of the rep for only a second.

“Nearly there,” Austin continued, the same salacious insinuation lining his words. “Can ya gimme one more, baby?”

A thrill shot down your spine, and your breath caught in your throat. Damn him.

You finished the set, legs trembling slightly as you stepped back to re-rack the bar with a huff. You set your hands on your hips to suck in a well deserved breath. A stupid smile graced your lips as you realized that you’d accomplished your goal despite Austin’s distracting encouragement. The burn in your legs slowly turned to a sweet jelly-like sensation.

Austin approached the rack, going around to meet you toward the front, a smirk lining his perfect lips. “Feeling good?”

You nearly rolled your eyes at his double-entendre. “Yeah,” you snorted, as you stepped around to meet him. “Feelin’ grea—“ You stumbled, the jelly in your legs making your knees fold momentarily.

Right into his strong arms.

“Woah, now,” he chuckled, pulling you back up with his hands firmly on your back and ribs. “Careful there, Bambi.” That time, you did roll your eyes with a laugh as you steadied yourself once more, but not pulling away from him yet. “Don't hurt yourself.”

“Oh please,” you flicked the brim of his hat, “I’m canceling my membership; you are too damn distracting.” You giggled as you pushed him away to walk to the equipment spray, throwing a little extra sway in your hips as you strutted away. The jig was up; no sense in trying to focus on something when it would all be for naught. You wanted to play this out.

“Is that right?” He cocked an eyebrow, that permanent smirk etched onto his face. “So you didn’t like my extra motivation, hm?” He gripped the brim of his cap and flipped it around, giving you a more than adequate view of his triceps and biceps as he pressed it down in the back. You sucked in a breath. He knew how much you liked it when he put his hat on backwards.

“I blame the endorphins. I’m taking my business elsewhere so I can actually focus,” you quipped. You stepped to the rack, deliberately putting it between you and him as you sprayed down the bar.

“Hm. That’s fair, I guess.” He moved in closer, placing his hands on either side of the rack and leaning over the bar, his voice low and suggestive, “Guess we’ll just have to find other ways to work out together then.”

You cocked an eyebrow, allowing yourself a moment to shamelessly look him up and down as the tip of your tongue wet your bottom lip before you pulled it between your teeth. Your delicate fingers curled around the bar as you rested your chin on it. The smell of his sweat mixed with his cologne and nearly made your knees weak again. You tapped your right toe behind your left heel, enjoying his proximity and the innuendo in the air.

You hummed as the tension crackled between the two of you. “Whatayasay we cut this strength session short and go home for some cardio?”

His eyebrows raised and he chewed the inside of his cheek, glancing dangerously down to your lips. A low hum resonated in his chest. “I like the sound of that.”

He shortened the distance between you, tantalizing movements to tempt you closer to his lips. And then, “Meet ya by the treadmills, baby,” he teased with a wink and then pulled away.

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And that’s how you figured out that if you worked out with Austin, you’d end up horny and skip the workout for another sweaty activity.

tag: @mrsniallhoran505

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deeseelovez · 2 years

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mike wheeler

imagines!!

the cheerleader 2 3 4 5

headcanons+blurbs+random thoughts

coming soon…

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler x reader #idc he’s hot #i love mike

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temeyes · 2 months

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//i wont say (im in love) plays in the background//

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st4rch1ld404 · 8 months

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if u asked him to put it on he would. only because he loves u so much and knows how happy u would be <3

#my art #bg3 gale #bg3 #gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #baldur's gate 3 gale #baldur's gate 3 #I PUT GRAY IN HIS HAIR BC ITS HOT #IDC WHATS CANON OR NOT #ok but like? smash #SJKHSDJFD AHHAAH #gods i would let him read me a bed time story then kiss my forehead gn #omg i love him i would die for him #hes so soft and so anxious!!!!! like omg i cant believe im wearing this but.. u like it??#skjfdd #he is a people pleaser

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cheesecakethots · 7 months

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geto having a cute little non-sorcerer wife that he swears he hates.

he only marries you for your father’s riches, and so when you arrive on his doorstep he leaves the maids to tell you where you’ll be staying; the room furthest from his own.

you’ve been instructed not to so much as look at him, but he finds that he hardly sees you, anyway. you’re more like a ghost that haunts the manor than his wife.

most of the time he’ll happen to pass you sat alone in the garden, dressed in pretty kimonos that have most definitely been suited to his tastes. he hardly speaks to you, the only time he has was when the two of you had accidentally bumped into each other when turning a corner.

“watch it, monkey,” he had hissed, before continuing on with his day. he later found himself thinking on the nervous expression and faint embarrassed blush that had adorned your face. he had been tempted to smash his head against the wall to rid himself of the memory, as it plagued him the entire evening.

your father starts visiting and he has the basic decency to at least pretend as though he loves you. it results in awkward proximity and unloving kisses to your forehead, at least until your father leaves.

for some time, geto’s not entirely sure as to why you play along. you could go to your father and ask to leave this loveless marriage, could you not? then it dawns on him; your father doesn’t care, and you already know that. geto doesn’t like how a tiny part of his chest aches when he thinks too hard about that fact.

it’s not as though he leaves you locked up in some basement, withering away. you’re allowed to explore most of the manor, most of your needs can be met by asking the maids and very rarely he will permit you to visit the nearby town marketplace with some guards.

he starts seeing you more. he’ll sometimes find himself out in the garden, pretending that he has any business outside other than to keep an eye on you. he’ll never admit it, but it can sometimes calm him down, just watching you go about your day. to him it’s like watching a pet trot about, not realising their owner is watching with keen eyes. you’re still just a useless monkey, of course.

one day he discovers you crying in the garden you love so much. he’s never seen you cry before, hell, he’s hardly seen any emotions on you.

“what happened?” he finds himself asking before he can stop. you jump in your seat, not having expected him to be beside you.

“nothing, really,” you say, your voice still shaky and your hand wiping away at drying tears, “i’m sorry to have bothered you.”

he frowns, his patience quickly wearing thin. “tell me, now. what happened?”

you sigh, and some part of him can’t help but note how pretty your eyes look, despite the redness around them. he pushes the thought out before it can properly settle.

“my father sent me a letter,” you confess. “he’s… not happy with me.”

he steps closer to you. “why?”

you hesitate, your mouth opening and closing, but the expression he wears has you telling the truth.

“he wishes that i was pregnant with your child. i have told him that i am not, and never will be, and he… well, he’s not happy.”

suguru raises an eyebrow. “never will be… ?”

you blush, looking to the floor. “i know that you hate me. it may be easier for you to have a child with another.”

he scoffs.

“i don’t-“ geto pauses himself. “do you really think i’m the type of man to have a bastard with some whore?”

“w-well, no, but-“

“do you wish to stay married to me?”

you gulp. “no. i don’t.”

he pauses for a moment, seemingly considering something.

“if you give me a child, i’ll allow you to leave. you’ll still be married to me in name, but you won’t have to stay here, and you won’t be tethered to your father.”

your jaw drops for a moment, and then you collect yourself. “will i be able to see the child after i give birth?”

“sometimes,” he tells you. in reality, he doubt he’d ever let you near them, but you don’t need to know that.

“… okay.”

he finds it harder to convince himself that he hates everything about you when he has you beneath him, your ankles on his broad shoulders and your hands pressing against his back. he can’t help but fuck you even faster when hearing you whine and mewl. he wants to lick the expression you have off of your face, but refuses to indulge in the idea.

“su-su-suguru!” you cry. he stills inside you for just a moment. it’s the first time he’s ever heard you say his name. he was beginning to think you had forgotten it.

he grabs onto your wrists with one hand, pressing them above your head and manhandling you into another position, one in which he can somehow go even deeper than before.

he chuckles, low and raspy, “stupid fucking monkey…”

he’s starting to wonder if maybe he needs two kids. maybe four? hm. maybe you do have your usefulness. maybe he shouldn’t let you go, after all.

#i know this is ooc but idgaf #forgive me i haven’t watched jjk s2 and i barely remember geto but he’s hot so idc if it’s so ooc #allow me to dream #yandere geto suguru #tw yandere #tw.yandere #yandere #yanderecore #yandere jjk #yandere getou #yandere suguru geto #yandere getou suguru #geto smut #jjk smut #tw forced marriage #tw smut

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nick-nellson · 4 days

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Heathers (1988) dir. Michael Lehmann

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123puppy · 2 months

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#Not exactly like it but I'm tired and I feel good about how I sketched this #appleradio #radioapple #Alastor is one to touch but throws Lucifer at the other side of the hotel if he returns affection is my hot chocolate XD #Take it or leave it Idc #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar

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spinningspencer · 2 months

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He's so hot when he talks

#hes so hot in general #talk to me #idc what you say #i would let him ramble for HOURS #DAYS even #i would treat him right #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds spencer reid #it's not a want it's a need #i love him so much #sam creates

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scoupssolo · 1 year

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S.Coups ✧ 손오공

#S.coups #scoups #svtgifs #seventeen #seungcheol #drm.pst #drm.gif #cheytermelon #marekwan #usersilverstar #shuaria #svt #Cheollie #my MAN MY BOY YOURe insANEEEEE #i had so much difficulty with 4k downloader these are so slow anjfsd #whatever idc he looked so hot im gonna be a puddle now #1k

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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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being a little slut for tonowari and cupping his balls in public, getting him all riled up.

could be sub or dom abt it.

agreed, this bby needs it tbh. (っˆڡˆς)

tonowari x teased in heat ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ｡⋆

• and yes, despite being a pleasure/soft dom his knees 100% fkin cripple when you cup his big daddy bear balls, yk?

• maybe you're sat by the seashore early in the morning, just taking in the beautiful hues of pink and yellow, the fresh breeze and salty air. tonowari's laying his head in your lap as you stroke gentle circles on his tattooed blue skin

• initially you'd leave it there, but this bby's little sighs and subtle huffs catch in your ears; you could smell the change in scent ofc, but didn't want to pressure him into telling you that he was in heat, but a little playing wouldn't hurt, yk?

• continuing to brush his thick brown locks with your left hand, using your right hand you lightly feathered your touches along the side of his body. first his jaw, then his neck, his muscled shoulder and chest, lightly brushing along one of his perked up nipples as you went--and the quiet gasp of surprise didn't escape your ears, ofc

• then you went further down, leaving little firm gropes to his pouched tummy and thick, squishy thighs; only to gently splay your long blue fingers across his hardening girthy cock and balls

• tonowari's breathing had picked up ofc, the poor papa bear's heat only worsening as your fingers skittered across his body. he'd just close his eyes, almost willing his cock to calm down; balls to soften and relax; heartbeat to slow, but to no avail

• his wide, light blue tail batted against the sand with a badly-cloaked sense of urgency; you knew he was hoping you'd catch on, which meant this bby still didn't know that you already had.

• he'd closed his eyes, his bottom lip caught between his teeth, nuzzling his pretty face into the crook of your pelvis. "..um'ma..love you..l-love you, um'ma..mhnhhm.." he'd lowly whine into you, as his hips began lightly gyrating into your hand

• you'd decided that granting him such a gift of release wouldn't be right, considering all the punishing he'd been doing to you this past week. be it bending you over his knee, laying hard smacks to your bruised ass,

• or making you take him deep into your throat, your muffled gags vibrating up the length of his pulsing blue cock; or even making you lick up his strings of saliva as he spit into your open mouth. with that in mind, this daddy deserved a taste of his own medicine.

• using your index, middle and ring fingers, you cupped his weighty balls in your hand; fingertips brushing extra firmly up against the base of his sack, as your thumb stroked the hilt of tonowari's now throbbing cock. his small whines had since devolved into throaty moans and desperate gasps merely at the prospect of cumming

• his balls had tensed, lightly pulsing in your palm as you began leaving hot open-mouthed kisses to his exposed neck and cheek. this sweet bby only keened into your touches; little low mewls rippling through your body, reaching your spread legs as he hummed into your clothed pussy. likely he could smell just how much his movements and sounds affected you, too

• "..hmhm..you g'na be a good daddy for me, sweetheart?..i don't want you cumming just yet, i want to hear those beautiful noises, ok up'pa?" you'd lovingly hum into his ear in between sloppy kisses and wet lovebites--"..y-yes, um'ma..unhhnhh..t-touch..more, please um'ma.."

• the poor love would only squirm and mewl further as you begin fondling and bouncing his heavy sack in your hand, your left fingers intertwining in his thick locks; you lightly tugged on the braids as you coaxed out all this handsome babyboy's pretty sounds, watching his brows knit together, his face forming an almost pleasureful grimace at your ministrations--"..i know, sweetheart..so pretty for me, such a good love for me.."

i want a lil sub!wari to grope and fondle aaaaa 🥺

#meant to be a lil answer #but ofc like usual any tonowari content makes me write #a lot #idc he's hot/cute/adorable/sexy/fkin thick/daddy/baby/papa bear/babygirl #tonowari x reader #tonowari x y/n #tonowari x you #tonowari x ronal #tonowari smut #avatar smut #avatar x reader #na'vi smut #na'vi x reader #jake sully x you #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #miles quaritch x afab reader #miles quaritch x reader #miles quaritch smut

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cheruverse · 2 months

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god im so WEAK for this man he's so fucking gorgeous 😔😔😔☹️☹️☹️💔💔💔

id let him do so much stuff to me I SWEAR

#it's funny to me how he's so cold and serious #but his name is LITERALLY DR RATIO LEAVE ME ALONE #idc tho he's still hot 😻😻😻#not me ratio posting..#dr ratio #veritas ratio #hsr #honkai star rail #💌﹚．．from me to you.#dr ratio x reader #veritas ratio x reader

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rickswh0r3 · 11 months

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my little boyfriend going crazy 🤰🤰

#idc he’s so hot #THE FIRST PIC #i love when he does this #rick grimes #the walking dead #andrew lincoln #rick grimes smut #rick grimes fluff #rick grimes x reader #andrew lincoln smut #rick grimes fanfiction #rick grimes x you #rick grimes x female reader #rickswh0r3

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ovaryacted · 1 month

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Haii :33 idk if you're taking anons but I couldn't let go of this thought w/o sharing !!!

ok so we all know and love emo!Leon but BUT hear me out. Playing with his nipple piercings (or maybe dick piercing 😛😛) YOU FEEL??? Like !!!! Phew. I love emo!Leon so much js like IENEIDB.

AND ITS THE ONLY WAY HE'LL CUM???? Anyways. :P

-🧩 (Hope that emoji isn't taken yet:3)

MDNI/18+. NSFW.

Heyy! I am taking anons lmao I need to add a section on my page with a list of the emojis that are taken so I don't lose track but you are more than welcome to take that puzzle emoji! Welcome to the club!

And yes omg, emo!Leon has completely rotted my brain and he's so fucking pretty (I love @/larvamars on here and their art for emo!Leon so much). Imagine playing with his nipples with that heightened sensitivity he already feels because they're pierced, oh that would be so fun.

Sitting on his lap you kissed him slowly, feeling the metallic circle of his tongue bar flicking against the roof of your mouth. You can't help but moan at the added sensation, his snake bite rings pressing against your lips every time his lips meshed with yours. You move your hand down his chest, thumb rubbing against his hard nipple and stroking the silver bar pierced through it.

Leon shudders underneath you, exhaling a shaky breath as you stroke his sensitive nipple in intricate circles. Your thumb pressed harder against his chest, an audible whimper slipping out of his lips as you kissed down his neck. He loves this part, letting you do whatever you want with his body, becoming your canvas to explore.

Throwing his head back, he laid down on the couch, feeling you suck at one nipple, lolling your tongue around the nub until he shook. You could feel the titanium bars in your mouth, pinching his other nipple and making him groan. At this rate, it won't take much to reach his limit, his mind going blank as you leave a teasing nip against his warm skin.

Curious hands go towards his pulsing cock, running a gentle finger over the underside of his twitching length. You lightly grazed one metal bar, then a second, and finally a third, Leon's thigh twitching the more you touched him. You continued to run your fingers up and down his body, holding him upward and pressing your thumb harder into his pierced skin. His fingers came to wrap around your wrist, thrusting his hips towards your touch and craving more.

"You want to cum baby? Is that it?", you asked him teasingly, watching as he nodded dumbly and bit his bottom lip.

"Yeah. fuck, please...I need it", hazy blue eyes glanced at your face once more, and you gripped him harder, giving him a squeeze before you started to jerk him off.

He moaned out at the harsh touch, your movements sending him reeling into his climax. You kissed him as he spilled over your hand and stomach, making a mess and hissing against your mouth at the sensitivity of his body afterward. Pulling away, you gave him a kiss on his cheek, reveling in the soft smile he gave you from relief.

"Wanna go again?", you suggested, grinning when he nodded at you enthusiastically.

"Good boy", your hand instantly went back to touch his cock, going down on your knees to give him what he wanted.

#ovaryacted asks #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy smut #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #leon scott kennedy #resident evil #₊˚⊹ ♡ ─ puzzle anon 🧩#yeah he had a Jacob’s ladder piercing idc #that’s hot af

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wormswurld · 3 months

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as much as i hate nate jacobs i will never forgive the euphoria team for casting jacob as him. I SHOULDNT BE TURNED ON BY SUCH A BEAUTIFUL MAN WHO PLAYS A DEPLORABLE CHARACTER DOING DEPLORABLE ACTS.

#idc #this is my life ig #hes so fucking hot #i wanna ***** on that **** till i *** and he *****#nate jacobs #euphoria #jacob elordi #lgbtqia

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fairweathermyth · 9 months

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I'm a searcher, a wanderer. As the Sami of Scandinavia call it... hjertevandrer. - Did you learn that from your world travels or from Wikipedia? - After hearing my story, you be the judge. It's an epic tale. It's a story of love, betrayal, tragedy and redemption. It begins long ago...

JOHN CHO as Funcle Ulysses THE AFTERPARTY 2.07 Ulysses

#theafterpartyedit #tvedit #johnchoedit #the afterparty #john cho #made by carolyn #with season one it was like idc if yasper is the murderer bc he's friend shaped and i love him #and this season i'm like... well he's hot so he can do whatever he wants #i mean if it turns out to be him i really don't know!

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aq2003 · 6 months

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really love how throughout a lot of smith and jones martha is really skeptical and apprehensive towards ten (+ one of my favorite exchanges between them - "what, people call you 'the doctor'?" "yeah?" "well, i'm not. far as i'm concerned, you've got to earn that title."), not taking everything he says at face value, even doubting the fact he's an alien until over halfway through the episode.. And like. i really truly think the thing that wins her over isn't him kissing her or any of the other insane mixed messages he manages to send, it's this scene here, where he /earns that title/ in her eyes:

(+ david's bit in the commentary, where he says: "[the doctor] has actually sacrificed himself, and - i would say, that that final act of selflessness is what finally, eventually, welds martha to him. [...] and she now returns it. she returns that act of selflessness.")

this is what their relationship is built on. it isn't about martha being the second-best replacement to rose or a rebound or whatever. bc it isn't really about rose. it's about doctor-in-training martha meeting someone (quite literally, "the doctor") whose ideals she aspires to, and doing her best to be the same person to him as he is to everyone else. it's about ten in return admiring her intelligence and inquisitiveness and how she cares for human life, recovering his compassion, letting himself lean on her for support - and then remembering at the most inopportune moments that he's supposed to not need anyone and be on his own forever. And around in their little nightmare loop they go where they save each other over and over until one of them breaks

i've seen ppl look at martha and go "why she does she admire/why is she so in love with ten if he acts like that to her?" or something along those lines and like. it's not just the fact she's in love with him (in fact i'd argue she actively tries to push it aside post-gridlock). it's the fact that she knows he's the kind of person to put everyone else's lives/well-being over his own. she trusts him to save her when she's in trouble even though it's been like two days at most that they've known one another bc she recognizes that same "deep all-encompassing drive to help others" in him. and she also recognizes, much much earlier than him, that he needs someone to save him, especially when he's unwilling to save himself. and yeah for a bit she thinks he returns her feelings and is just playing hard-to-get, but she realizes pretty early on that this probably isn't the case, and i think that realization fully solidifies here:

(this is when she's listening to ten talk abt gallifrey). And idk it might just be me but i think this expression isn't just her empathizing with his loss. it's also guilt, for wanting something from him that he's clearly unable to give when he's wracked with so much grief. (and you see it in the next episode, where tallulah asks if they're together and martha says for certain that they're not, and that he doesn't know about her feelings for him. she keeps everything to herself bc she now knows that when he shut her flirting down at the end of 3x01 it was the genuine reaction of someone who a) isn't interested and b) is scared of getting close with someone else again)

freema described their dynamic as "she's keener than him" and i think about this all the time. martha doesn't really take what ten throws at her. what she does instead is constantly poke holes in his already-failing front of "i will show someone the wonders of the universe so i can ignore what is wrong with me". what she does is stand up and fight him when he tries to go off on his own. what she does is put aside her well-being in favor of helping someone - just like what she saw him do for the people in the hospital when they first met. tldr, that's the doctor and his doctor and rip martha you would've loved who's gonna save u now by rina sawayama

#THIS ISNT ABOUT ROSE WE CAN STOP THINKING ABOUT THAT WHITE GIRL FOR 1 SECOND. IDC #ALL SHE DOES W REGARDS TO MARTHA IS REMIND HER THAT TEN ISNT GOING TO FALL IN LOVE W HER.#ALL SHE DOES W REGARDS TO TEN IS REMIND HIM THAT EVERY TIME HE LOVES SOMEONE HES FATED TO LOSE THEM. WE CAN IGNORE HER PAST THIS. GBLESS #martha jones #tenth doctor #dr who #ten and martha #'theyre like a rebound' shooting you with my laser eyes sorry. martha says it when she still thinks he's taking her on dates #if he hadn't opened up about gallifrey she would've been totally fine w him taking her back home #and meanwhile ten is very unaware of any kind of romantic element until like the fuckinn. last possible moment lmfao #they are doctor and mentally unstable bus driver. Or perhaps grieving man (genderneutral) and their One (1) friend that has to support them #um idk what this post is. i wanted to pick apart martha's brain for a hot second.#edit:#it's not like 5 am and i'm reading these tags and they're a lot more mean than i meant to put them down as #Not changing them bc i already wrote so much it's out there in the world already sorry. just imagine i'm saying this all nicely #10 era

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