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[harrylovex]

eddie munson

anything marked with a * contains 18+ content

fics:

safe with you*

requests:

reader sleeps at eddies and is afraid of the dark

moving away with eddie after graduation

search “eddie munson blurbs” on my profile to see short little thoughts!!

#harrylovex #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie munson stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things

[buckrecs]

Hello! Do you perhaps have recommendations for Alpha!bucky?

Alpha!Bucky

masterlist | req masterlist

ONESHOT

Crave by @harrylovex

you realise that you can’t survive your heat without bucky.

intensional by @noctumbra

alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

scent by @noctumbra

“you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.

vanilla by @noctumbra

his scent was the other thing that made you go stupid other than his eyes: leather, a bit of vanilla, oranges and wet wood.

wet by @noctumbra

your mating sessions are always intense with bucky.

butterfly by @idy-ll-ique

bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.

Let Me Love You by @slothspaghettiwrites

When an Omega is feeling very anxious or nervous their Alpha will hold them close while gently crooning and scenting them until they calm down.

Dating apps are stupid by @buckylattes

You decide to download this dating app, well….Natasha persuades you into it. You make a profile and agree to just have it for a week. If nothing becomes of it then you can delete it. But….you swipe right on this handsome man who’s description shows him out to be a gentleman like you’re looking for. So…what happens when he matches with you???

make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

Bucky keeps his distance from you thinking you can do better than him. but he loses all his restraints when he sees you with another alpha.

to love is to burn by @bonky-n-steeb

You go into heat at the worst moment in the history of time, maybe ever.

took one hit and I was gone by @bonky-n-steeb

after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.

little red riding hood by @bonky-n-steeb

your big bad alpha chases you across the woods.

Break Lights by @boxofbonesfic

his omega by @bucksfucks

bucky helps you through an expected heat.

ever since by @syntheticavenger

Bucky Barnes finds his center in a late night subway ride.

By Chance by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction

Female!Reader is an Omega. Alphas and Omegas are rare, and Reader’s been able to avoid alphas through sheer force of will and luck in equal parts.

Feral by @bucknastysbabe

And You’re Mine by @winterarmyy

In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.

Protector by @rookthorne

After an eternity of being held against your will, and just as long having been forced to watch your alpha suffer at the hands of the wicked, an opportunity arose. An opportunity so rare, so unique, that it would never be offered again. It was time to escape, and it was time to bathe the halls in their blood – never again would you be held by the bars of a cell, not if he could stop it.

SERIES

Heart and Soul by @all1e23

Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them.  She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that.  Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.

Better Like This by @simsadventures

You are the newest addition to New York’s elite team of Detectives concentrating on domestic violence and rape, which everyone calls the Avengers.  You are an Omega, very bubbly and open to everyone around you, and everyone is super sweet to you, except one person- Bucky, your true mate.  Will you be able to destroy the walls he has been building around his heart for years, or will he reject you and break your heart forever? 

Some Alpha by @ofstarsandvibranium

Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.

Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes

Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.

Mr. Grumpy by @holylulusworld

Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.

knife play by @helvonasche

They're on the run and Bucky goes into rut.

Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home.One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

Masterlist by @angrythingstarlight

Masterlist by @holylulusworld

#bucky barnes fic rec #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes smut #winter soldier x reader #bucky barnes series #alpha!bucky #alpha!bucky x omega!reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #dbf!bucky #king!bucky #bucky barnes royal au #king!bucky x princess!reader #chubby!bucky #soft!bucky

[worksby-d]

thank you for liking my oneshots 😭 they’ve been up for a few weeks and you were the first person to read them lmao, i hope you enjoyed them!!! <3

of course, they're so good!!!

everyone go read their oneshots 😠😠

#harrylovex #answered.

[tomhollandfics]

for the lists, what about ‘meet the family’ or just being with the hollands? i feel like that’s would be cute :)

hey - here you go x

Family BBQ - @harrylovex

Family - @marvelbws

Meet The Family - @sunshinehollandd

Traditions With A Twist - @wazzupmrstark

Pictures - @aereres

A Christmas To Remember - @sweetlysilent

Holland Family Ski Trip - @lamptracker

Twenty-Four - @parkersbliss

Never Let Me Go - @moonshineholland

#tom holland #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland x y/n #tom holland fanfic #tom holland fic #family #fic search #fic lists #anon

[onsunnyside]

𝘾.𝙀. – Fluff, Soft fics

soft!chris, meet cute, crushes, established relationships…

Read the warnings for each fic.

Organized by author.

← 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵

@afeb -

School Photos

Shave

@agentofbarnes -

sick day

white - famous!reader

@angrythingstarlight -

Anything She Says

Mornings with Chris

@bubbleteaimagines - Chris dating a short person

@buckybarnes101 - Stuck

@buckyhoney -

munchies

nightmares - soft!chris

@buckyownsmylife -

he interrupts your zoom class - teacher!reader

you give bff!Chris baby fever - famous!reader

@captainchrisfics - Slipped

@carpediemm-18 -

Bun in the Oven - pregnant!reader

Chris dating a girl with glasses

Chris Evans as boyfriend, but make it drunk!

@celestialbarnes - perfect wingman

@chriscvans - four times you're asleep, but chris isn't.

@chrisevansjellybeans - TikTok Challenge [1] [2]

@crackheadgeminibby - mother’s day

@et-lesailes - the instagram error

@falcqns -

Cameo - wife!reader

Skin to Skin

@fangirlovestuff - Playful

@fluffymisha97 -

Impressive

No one touches Bubba

Super Bowl a la Evans

@geniedetails - Dentist Chairs & Chatter Gas

@harley-sunday - Chaotic Vibes

@harrylovex -

Cuddling

Spin the Bottle

@hlkwrites -

Dating Chris Evans would include (but not be limited to,)…

Treat

@iguessweallcrazyithinktho -

One step ahead

Sunday morning

@imanuglywombat - Shark Week - mostly fluff, some smut

@itsallyscorner -

Bikini Eyelash Curler Smack That

@just-iimagine - Birth control

@kiwisomething - He’s just a baby

@kthynes -

i moustache you a question but i’ll shave it for later

Live on Air, With Love

Who's Who?

@legremline - sitting in Chris' lap blurb

@mypoisonedvine - Getting In Tune

@mushus-ddsnfs - Babe, I Love You...

@ozarkthedog -

[Retaliation: The Beginning] [smut: Retaliation: The Aftermath]

Various times Chris wraps his arm around your waist…

@rocketrhap3000 -

Daddy's A Superhero

news to us

@royallyprincesslilly - Meet The Parents: Christmas Edition

@secretswiftymarvelfan -

Favour

The girl on set

@shawnftchris -

call your boyfriend another name

dropping my boyfriend's hand

my boyfriend reacts to my leggings

@shellbilee -

Double Booking

One Too Many

@smediumsmeatbae -

Rained Out

Imagine Your Wedding

@stallingdemons - Four-Legged Protector

@starryevermore - "That Was, Like, Two Years Ago!"

@teebarnes - Mr and Mrs Evans

@theycallmebecca - Crash in the Night

@time-for-a-lullaby - I Missed You

@trashinaglass - Daddy Duties

@twittytelly - An Act of Aggression

@violetlilysunshine - Jealous - famous!reader

@you-taste-so-sweet - Drunk on you

@your-highnessmarvel -

I’m Sorry If Your Name Is Ronnie

Who the F*** is Chris Evans?

#Chris Evans #Chris Evans fluff #Chris Evans fanfic #Chris Evans fanfiction #Chris Evans x reader #Chris Evans x reader fluff #chris evans x female reader #Chris Evans x fem!reader #chris evans x wife!reader #chris evans x pregnant!reader #Chris Evans x you #reader insert #fluff #Chris evans fic rec #chris evans rpf #real person fiction

[leetotters]

I saw your recommendations for tom holland and I lobed them. Can you do Sebastian Stan/Chris Evans. Also does cheerleading fic have a part 2😅

yes omg i'm listing blogs i really like! and yeah i'm currently writing it:)

chris and sebastian recs:

@iguessweallcrazyithinktho @sinner-as-saint @sebbystanimagines @imaginesmaimasterlists @parkersharthook @wxntersoldiers @revengingbarnes @whiskey-cokenfanfic @cloudystevie @uprootbasic @honeysucklesteve @speechlessxx @holylulusworld @worksby-d @chris-evans-imagine @chris-whore @lahyene @smediumsmeatbae @nsfwsebbie @agentofbarnes @chloecatina421 @punani @harrylovex @farfromtommy @angrythingstarlight @twoghostsfromeden

#sebastian stan #chris evans

[graciehams]

If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs on your notifications, anonymously or not! Let's get to know the person behind the blog! ❤

1. I have a fear of peacocks. Like with a passion.

2. I absolutely love Earl Grey tea. 

3. My favorite movie is Dead Poets Society (or Pride and Prejudice, or Coraline, or the Life Aquatic, or Band of Robbers, or Breakfast at Tiffany’s). 

Keep it going!! @harrylovex @stargazingfangirl18 @wiypt-writes @poetofthedyingstars @thedumbdumbturtle @yelenasdog @ghsstqueen

#tag game

[harrylovex]

THE MAN NEXT DOOR

camboy!bucky x reader

summary: your new neighbour just so happens to be your favourite camboy, bucky barnes.

warnings: lots of fluff, absolutely loads of smut, oral (female receiving), spitting, dirty talk

note: this is kinda long…sorry!! 😵‍💫 camboy!bucky is like…my favourite thing ever

every friday, you would drive home from work as quick as possible around 6pm, shower, eat, and get set up for the weekly special occasion.

bucky friday’s, you liked to call them.

after dinner for one, you would take a long shower, shaving if neccesary, and relax under the hot water. you would light a few candles around your room, pulling the curtains and grabbing your laptop from the kitchen. you sat on your bed, logging into your onlyfans account, your mouse searching for the profile of the only man worth watching, bucky barnes.

you had stumbled across bucky’s profile one night back in july, and ever since then you had been hooked. you would even go as far as cancelling friday plans just to watch his new video. he was all you could think about.

you stretched out on your bed, in just your underwear, glancing at the clock impatiently.

7:58pm

two minutes until you would see his handsome face again.

that’s one thing you loved about bucky. he wasn’t bothered by the anonimity, he showed his face proudly, which you very much appreciated. just the thought of his face as he touched himself made you shiver.

you got comfortable on your bed, spreading your legs a little. it reached 8pm, and you refreshed his page, getting impatient. within a few seconds, his new video popped up, your core already leaking with anticipation.

you clicked the play button, biting your lip. he wasn’t even here and he still made you nervous.

he was sat at the edge of his bed, his cock already red and leaking pre cum. you licked your lips, your eyes going wide as you watched him begin to palm himself, his thumb running over the tip. his hair was messy and his blue eyes bore into the screen, staring right at you.

“i’m back.” he whispered, his head dropping back as he continued to stroke himself. “i never forget about my girl.”

you loved how he spoke to the screen, making you feel as if he was doing this just for you.

“touch yourself for me sweetheart…eyes on me though, watch my cock while you play with my pretty, pretty pussy.”

you moaned, this was going to be a fun night.

the next day, you woke up early, your laptop on the pillow next to you. you must have fallen asleep after last night’s antics.

you blushed at the paused video on the screen, remembering the events from the night before.

you went about your day, showering and having a quick breakfast. around midday, your friend texted, asking if you wanted to grab some lunch. you agreed, glad to make plans, and changed into some nicer clothes. you grabbed your bag, heading out the door.

the apartment door opposite your’s was open, the floor filled with moving boxes.

hmm. you thought to yourself. i must have a new neighbour. you headed for the stairs, deciding to introduce yourself later.

by around 3pm, you were walking back up to your flat, eager to see who the mysterious new neighbour was. the door was still open, but this time as you peeked through, you saw a man standing in the middle of the lounge, his back towards you.

you knocked quietly. “hi…um…are you my new neighbour?” the man turned around and the wind was knocked right out of you.

bucky? your mouth hung open as he smiled.

what? how could he be here? is this a dream?

his hair was messy, and he was wearing black jeans and a white t-shirt that clung to his biceps. you quickly shut your mouth before he could notice, giving him a shy smile.

act cool. you thought.

“hi, yeah i just moved here today. you live across the hall right?” you urged yourself to scramble some words together to speak, your heart beating out of your chest.

“y-yes, that’s me. i’m y/n.” you shuffled awkwardly at the door.

“i’m bucky.”

i know who you are. you thought. hell, i know what your dick looks like.

“nice to meet you. um..i’ll let you unpack.”

“see you around.” he smiled again, turning back around. you stared at his back for a few seconds, trying to process that bucky, the same bucky that you’d touched yourself to countless times was living across the hall. you swallowed, urging your legs to move until you were in your flat.

you grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen, pulling your jumper off as you sat on the sofa. you felt flustered.

after the shock had passed, you laughed to yourself. the man of my dreams lives across the hall, you kept repeating. how did this even happen? you decided to speak to him again as soon as an opportunity appeared, and you had a clear head.

a couple of days later, you were heading up the stairs after a long day at work, you hadn’t seen bucky since that first meeting. but now, as you went to put the keys in your door, you noticed that his door was open. he looked up when he heard your movements, coming to the door.

“hey y/n, everything alright?”

now that you had come to terms with the fact that he was definetly your new neighbour, you paid more attention to him.

his face. his body.

he was taller than you expected, his smile even sweeter in real life. you liked seeing him in casual clothes, his hair messy as usual. he looked adorable, and you couldn’t believe that this was the same man who whispered such dirty things to you on the internet.

you snapped out of your daydream to answer his question, feeling your cheeks heat up.

“i’m great, actually…y-you?” you cringed at your stutter.

“i’m great.” he paused. “would you like to come in for some coffee? you’re the only person i know in the building.”

you laughed. “i’d love to.” inside, you were panicking. you didn’t think he’d actually want to get to know you.

you stepped inside his apartment shly, putting your bag down by the door.

his apartment was nicely decorated, simple. there were a few boxes he still had yet to unpack. it smelt of vanilla candles and fresh linen.

“milk and sugar?”

“please.” you answered, sitting down at the table.

“so…how come you moved here?”

“i used to live in this shitty little apartment a few streets away, and my friend told me about this one that was alot cheaper so i checked it out. i’m glad i did too.” he smiled at you.

he placed two mugs on the table, smiling as he sat down. you both chatted for over an hour, realising that you had alot in common. sometimes, mid conversation his onlyfans would pop into your head and you had to block the thoughts out before you started blushing.

eventually you got up to leave, thanking him for the coffee.

“anytime peach, see you around.”

butterflies exploded in your stomach at the pet name. you could get used to that.

you smiled, rushing over to your apartment.

the next time you saw bucky was on a saturday afternoon, as you checked for mail.

“hey peach…can i ask you something?”

“sure bucky, what’s up?” you felt more comfortable around him now, knowing more about his true personality.

“i was wondering if you would like to come over to mine for dinner tonight? i’m making lasagna.”

your heart swelled at the invitation. he was too sweet.

slowly, throughout weeks of you chatting and getting to know eachother, you got closer. you still watched his onlyfans, you just couldn’t bring yourself to stop.

you’d tried of course, but his voice, his body was too addictive. you hated yourself for not telling him, and you hated the fact that you were undeniably in love with everything about him.

one particular evening, bucky had invited you over for a movie night. you both had drunk too much wine and ended up falling onto the couch giggling.

bucky pulled you closer to him, so that you were huddled into his side. the combination of the wine and the feeling of bucky pressed into you had you feeling light-headed.

through drunk eyes, bucky looked even more attractive, and now that you knew him better, he was just the sweetest, kindest person you had ever met.

“we should have movie nights more often.” you felt bucky smirk, his lips tracing your ear.

“hmm.” you hummed in agreement, leaning back to rest your head on his chest. to your delight, he kissed your forehead a couple of times, your eyes beginning to droop.

you awoke abruptly around half an hour later, still pressed firmly into bucky. you rubbed at your eyes, feeling delirious.

fuck. you thought. you must have fallen asleep on the couch. your body felt warm against bucky’s and you looked over to him.

the tv was blaring some old black and white film, the kind that only gets played after 11pm.

bucky had the remote in one hand while his other hand was around your waist. his eyes dropping slowly, he looked exhausted.

you stood up quietly, still feeling the affects of the wine in your system. bucky stirred, blinking harshly to keep himself awake.

you touched his shoulder. “bucky, i’m gonna go back to mine. thank you for dinner.” you smiled at him, bending down to kiss his cheek.

you were dizzy from the wine and may have kissed him a little too close to his lips. bucky was too sleepy to react, but you didn’t miss the little smile that formed on his face. he grumbled a goodnight, his hand slipping from your waist.

you felt terribly cold without his touch.

a few weeks later, you were having a chill night-in, winding down from the busy week you had had. you decided to search up bucky on onlyfans and have a look at anything new he had posted.

at the top of his profile, a new video appeared. tingles ran through your body as you saw his face, and you quickly rid yourself of your clothes.

pressing play, bucky’s chiselled chest appeared on your screen, his hand pumping his cock.

already, your body started to heat up, tingles travelling straight down to your core.

“fuck, sweetheart.” his words made you so fucking horny, your fingers playing with your clit. it didn’t take much for bucky to make you come, even if it was through a screen. you’re legs began to shake.

“fuck peach, you like that don’t you? touch yourself for me.”

your eyes nearly fell out of your head. peach. the pet name he used for you. that pushed you over the edge, your orgasm shaking your entire body.

you moaned, mumbling bucky’s name.

once you had overcome your high, you sat up slowly. maybe he knows that i watch him. you thought. surely not, how could he know? maybe he called everybody peach.

you knew you were lying to yourself, something about the way he said it made you believe that it was just for you. the feeling made you shiver. god you were never going to get over this man.

the next few times you and bucky hang out together, he was a little more flirty, more handsy. he would comment about your appearance.

“looking beautiful today peach.”

“pretty girl is tired hm?” and he seemed to touch you with any chance he got.

he would grab your hand as he pulled you into his apartment. wrap his arm around you as you sat together on the couch. give you extra long hugs when you would leave.

i mean, you weren’t complaining, but it was a little suspicious.

friday night. 23:30pm

you were having a quick shower, getting ready to go over to bucky’s for some late night snacks.

earlier, you had some free time to delve into bucky’s latest onlyfans posts, setting aside an hour for your horny antics. you smiled everytime you passed your bed, bucky’s face paused on your laptop.

bucky greeted you as he always did with a bear hug and a bottle of wine, he seemed a little tipsy already. “have you started drinking without me?” you pretended to be offended.

“maybe.” he smirked, pulling you over to the couch. you laughed, entwining your fingers with his.

after a few glasses of wine, naturally, you found yourself sliding closer to bucky, which he welcomed.

“wait…it’s a little cold. do you have any blankets over at your place?”

“sure, um…there’s a few on my bed, the doors open.”bucky kissed your head before making his way towards the door. you sighed, watching him walk away.

after about four seconds, it clicked.

your laptop. open. bucky.

onlyfans.

your blood ran cold. “bucky! wait!” you sprinted out the door and into your apartment, running towards your room.

“bucky!” it was too late. you hurled yourself into the bedroom. bucky was sat on your bed, staring at himself on the screen.

“bucky.” you stuttered. “bucky i’m so sorry.” he looked at you, smirking. your heart skipped a beat. was he angry?

“bucky i’m sorry. i wanted to tell you, i just didn’t know how. say something.” he stood up, walking slowly towards you.

time slowed down, and you stood glued to the spot, completely ashamed of bucky seeing that. he tilted your chin so you had no choice but to look at him, his blue eyes turned dark.

“do you hate me?” you cringed at your words, you were so embarrassed.

bucky paused before answering, “hate you? of course i don’t hate you peach. i knew you watched my videos.”

you were confused. “you did?”

“of course. i figured it out the first day we met. you were ridiculously shy, you could never look me in the eye for more than two seconds and i saw how you reacted whenever i called you peach or sweetheart.”

you blushed profusely, watching as his eyes trailed down your body, his jaw twitching.

“so, peach, how long have you been watching my videos? i’ve been dying to know.” he smirked, pulling you by the hand back towards his apartment.

you could hardly speak, your thighs clenching at his tone.

“um…” your mouth was dry. “a-about six months.” you let him lead you towards his bedroom, his hand gripping yours tightly.

he stopped once he reached the bed, sitting towards the top, he pulled you down so you were on his lap. you felt incredibly vulnerable, straddling his thighs.

“you like what you see, huh?” his hands gripped your waist. “tell me peach” he started to kiss down your neck. “did you touch yourself to my videos? did you cum for me?”

you gulped nervously, your core was tingling. you nodded, watching his face as he smirked.

“well then, why don’t i show you what i can do in real life?”

he held the back of your neck, pulling your head towards him for a kiss.

you froze for a few seconds, but as your lips connected you forgot everything, focusing solely on the man in front of you.

his lips felt good. really good. even better than you had imagined. and trust me, you had imagined it alot in the past months.

bucky kissed you softly, letting you get used to the feeling of his lips against yours. your entire body was covered in goosebumps, his hands beginning to move your hips so that you were grinding over his crotch. you could feel how desperately hard he was, and feeling confident, you brought a hand down, dragging the palm of your hand over his buldge for a few seconds.

bucky groaned into your mouth, his eyes fluttering as he pulled away from the kiss. the noise that came from his throat made you want to open your legs wider.

“fuck. don’t fucking do that.” he whispered.

you smiled, placing your hands on the sides of his face as you leaned in to kiss him again. this time, bucky pushed his tongue into your mouth, making you whimper by surprise.

you felt him smile against your lips, his tongue exploring your mouth. his hands crept under the hem of your t-shirt, his fingers trailing across your stomach.

the feeling was ticklish, and you squirmed, pushing your hips down further onto his crotch, whines falling from your mouth.

“peach, you make me so fucking hard, did y’know that?”

you whimpered at his words, and he pushed his tongue further down your throat.

he moaned, loving how you were so innocent but so incredibly dirty at the same time, he just had to pull it out of you.

the kiss was harsh and sloppy, you knew that it wouldn’t be long before you would need some sort of release.

bucky pulled away, sucking on your bottom lip before releasing it with a pop. “tell me, sweetheart, what did you like about my videos? i wanna know how to make my pretty girl feel good.”

jesus fucking christ. he was actually going to kill you. bucky’s eyes were on you, waiting for an answer. you thought it would be best to just answer him straight out.

“i-i like it when you call me sweetheart.” you stared at his chest. bucky smiled at your innocence. it made him want to ruin you. he wanted you to be his.

“go on.” he simply replied.

“well, i like the way you talk. and-“

he chuckled. “dirty words for a dirty girl.”

if your face went any redder you would’ve become a tomato, your eyes focusing anywhere except bucky’s face.

“what else?” he moved his head down until he was pressing kisses along your neck. your head tilted back at the feeling, and you wanted more.

“i imagine that we’re alone…together, a-and it’s me that’s touching you, t-touching your body.”

“you think about touching my cock, sweetheart?”

his tongue began to trace circles over the skin of your throat and your eyes squeezed shut.

you nodded slowly, and felt him bite softly at your neck. you gained a little more confidence, seeing how bucky was reacting to your words, and decided to say more.

“want you to, to touch me too.” you were basically whining at this point, your core aching with need.

“i know you do baby” he licked his lips. “where do you want my hands?”

“want to feel your mouth-your fingers o-on my pussy.” you felt incredibly dirty as the words left your mouth. bucky squeezed your hips, his kisses dropping lower to your chest.

“my good girl wants my cock down her throat as i finger your little cunt, don’t you? you wanna be my good girl?”

god, you needed him to do something, now. you nodded furiously, your pussy clenching and getting wetter with every word.

“yes. please.” you added. “wanna be good for you” you pouted for good measure.

bucky chuckled, noticing how you reacted to the praise. he pulled off your t-shirt, his eyes sparkling at the sight of your chest, sitting all pretty in a black lace bra. your hands went to his shirt, lifting it up over his head.

you both sat for a second, staring at eachother, before bucky reached down, unbuckling your jeans.

you climbed off of bucky to pull them off. bucky made the most of the space and got rid of his trousers off too, leaving him in his boxers and you in your underwear.

you could hardly breathe as he pulled you onto his thighs again. the outline of his hard dick visible through his boxers. you licked your lips, thinking of every possible thing that he was gonna do to you. your entire body felt fuzzy.

bucky pulled you in for a firm kiss, his hands coming up to unclasp your bra. your nipples perked up at the cold air, and bucky didn’t hesitate, his hands cupping your breasts. he kneaded the skin roughly, making your mouth fall open against his lips as his fingers pinched your sensitive nipples.

you couldn’t keep still, your hands trailing across his chest and arms, pulling him closer.

his tongue was still in your mouth, tasting everything he could. his index and middle finger came down, rubbing at your core over your panties. you twitched, whining at the contact.

“so sensitive sweetheart.”

you gripped bucky’s biceps tightly, your lips lazily pressed against his as he circled your clit over the material. electricity zipped through you, and you couldn’t quite believe this was happening.

your hips bucked towards bucky and he chuckled, enjoying the way you got all worked up.

“baby.” he moaned between kisses. “baby, lay down on your back. head on the pillows.” you did as you were told, quickly getting into position.

“good girl.” he pressed an extra kiss to your lips, moving so that he was on his knees, between your thighs.

he stared at you laying on the bed for him in just panties, taking a mental picture. “you look so pretty right now.” he smiled sweetly, hooking his fingers into your panties and slowly pulling them down.

you blushed, feeling exposed as you watched a line of your slick connect from your pussy to your panties. you shivered, looking up at bucky. his eyes were focused on your core, his mouth watering at the sight.

“jesus. sweetheart. so fucking wet. for me huh?”

you smiled shly, pushing your hips up to bucky to let him know how badly you needed him to touch you. he laughed, leaning on his forearms until his lips were brushing up against your clit.

“i can’t wait to taste you.” he looked up at you with dark eyes, before his tongue ever so slightly licked at your clit.

your hands went to straight to bucky’s hair, your head pushed back against the pillows.

you watched as bucky gathered some spit in his mouth, your eyes blowing wide as he let it dribble out, onto your folds.

he added more pressure then, wrapping his lips around your bud, his tongue devouring you. your eyes rolled back into your head and you yanked on bucky’s hair, making him growl from the back of his throat.

he carried on, the filthy sounds of his spit mixed with your juices filling the room.

he dipped lower, and you nearly exploded when he pushed his tongue into your hole. god you’d never felt anything like it. this man was definetly one of a kind.

he pulled away for a moment, pressing sloppy light kisses to your clit that made you jolt. you squirmed, your back arching at how filthy and good you felt.

“so sweet, peach. wanted this since the first day i met you.” you whined, from his words and because of the fact that his mouth had left your pussy.

he smiled, leaning back in to suck at your clit. he sucked hard, letting his tongue move over your bud as he did so. you were so close. your whole body tensing up.

bucky realised, suddenly moving away. you groaned in frustation, pulling harder on his hair.

“bucky!”

“fuck sweetheart, your dripping down to your asshole. so fucking dirty.” he growled, placing his head in his hands.

he ignored your whines, sitting back onto his knees. you soon fell silent as he pulled off his boxers, his head hanging as he shivered at the feeling of his hard cock finally being free.

your eyes nearly rolled back into your head at the sight, he was even prettier in person, his cock sitting proudly, thick and veiny.

bucky caught you staring. “close your mouth peach, you’re practically drooling.”

your face burned red again and you gulped, shuffling further up the bed.

“open those pretty legs for me sweetheart.”

you did, watching as bucky crawled closer until he was on top of you. he kissed you, distracting you from his hand that was tugging at his dick, inching it closer to your entrance.

“god, i can’t fucking wait to put my dick inside you. this is what you wanted isn’t it? my sweet peach, watching my videos, thinking about my cock buried deep inside her tight pussy.”

you nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close. his mouth was wet and shiny from eating you out, and you had a sudden urge to kiss him.

you did just that, tilting your head up a little to reach his lips. bucky was surprised at your sudden confidence, letting you kiss him eagerly.

he took the opportunity while you were distracted, pushing himself a little way into your pussy.

instantly both of your mouths fell open, just the tip feeling incredible.

“knew you were gonna be tight, peach.” bucky groaned. “need to open you up a little.”

you could hardly speak, just wanting him to push in further. the feeling was incredible. bucky grabbed your thighs, pushing your legs open wider as he slid in.

your eyes rolled back into your head, your legs wrapping round bucky’s waist. if it was possible you would have pulled him even closer.

he began to thrust his hips slowly, letting you both get used to the feeling of him stretching you out.

he kissed your forehead lovingly, watching as little whines and moans fell from your mouth. you were clenching around him, hard.

“peach…baby, you’re so fucking tight i can hardly move.” you buried your face into bucky’s neck, the immense pleasure crawling all over your body, fire in the pit of your stomach.

bucky groaned loudly, picking up the pace a little.

“you feel s’good peach, such a good girl for me.” he felt you clench at the praise and his breath got caught in his throat.

“you like that, huh? you like being my pretty, good girl?”

you nodded as best you could with your face pressed into the crook of his neck.

“y-yes, bucky. please, i need- i need it faster.”

bucky groaned, pulling your hips off the mattress so that he could pick up the pace easily. the pleasure was like lightning bolts through your body, your eyes rolling back into your head as bucky railed you harder.

“f-fuck. bucky. i’m gonna, i’m gonna cum.” the sloppy sounds of bucky pounding into you pushed you over the edge.

“bucky i’m cumming. fu- fuck!”

“cum for me peach, squeeze my cock like that, fuck y-yes!” your dripping cunt clenched around bucky’s cock, your orgasm exploding.

bucky’s own orgasm was triggered, a loud groan falling from his lips as he tried to keep up the pace, getting you through your high.

he slowed once your body started to relax, the twitches taking over. he pulled out slowly and kissed your forehead, watching how your body reacted to the after effects of your orgasm.

he collapsed next to you, turning on his side so he could see you.

he thought it was incredibly cute, how soft and pretty you looked laying there with him.

after a little while, you slowly opened your eyes, looking to the side to see bucky looking at you.

you smiled at him, pulling at his neck until your lips connected. you sighed into the kiss, feeling blissful.

bucky pulled away after a while, pulling on some boxers before leaving the bedroom.

you sat up a little, grabbing bucky’s t-shirt off of the floor to pull over your head. you had never felt so happy.

bucky came back in after a few minutes, holding a hand towel. he climbed onto the bed, pushing your thighs open so that he could clean you up.

you shuddered, pressing your face into bucky’s neck. “good girl.” he finished, pushing you down until you were laying flat, with the duvet over you.

“i see you’ve stolen my shirt.” he mumbled.

you chuckled, staring into his blue eyes. “can we sleep?” you asked, already feeling your eyes starting to droop.

“of course.” he chucked the towel somewhere on the floor, climbing into bed beside you. his skin was warm, and you huddled yourself into his chest, as close as you could.

“you’re never getting rid of me after that.” you mumbled.

he laughed, kissing your forehead. “i wasn’t planning on it.”

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[harrylovex]

APPRECIATING YOU

summary: you wanted to love on bucky after a hard week at work.

warnings: fluff, blowjob…not much else

note: been feeling soft for seb/bucky recently so wanted to write this <3

bucky was laying flat out on the bed in his underwear, his shirt torn open. he looked a little zoned out, his eyes glossy as he stared up to the ceiling.

he had had a busy week at work, and you could tell. he was tired and stressed and just wanted your attention.

you were more than happy to give him what he wanted, after all, you had hardly seen him all week and had missed him terribly.

you had been relaxing on the couch for most of the evening, pressed up against his chest, soft kisses landing on your temple every few minutes.

you had pulled him into the bedroom straight after he had showered, mumbling something about how you needed to feel him.

he didn’t complain, chuckling at your eagerness. he sat back on the bed, chasing your lips for a kiss before lying back onto the pillows.

he exhaled loudly as you started to kiss his chest, your hands running over his abs. you left wet kisses along his skin, taking your time, making sure you covered every part of him.

you wanted to make him feel good, make him forget about his hectic week.

you spent a few minutes kissing along his stomach, teasing him, your tongue darting out to taste the soft surface.

you kept your eyes on his face, his eyes staring up at the ceiling. you knew that he was slowly falling into a blissful state.

you moved down to his crotch, pulling his underwear off.

he was hard, his cock glistening with the slither of light coming through the window.

he exhaled as you took him in your hand, pumping a little before pressing kisses from the base to his tip. his dick twitched, his hand coming down to play with your hair.

“fuck.” he inhaled sharply, “i love you so fucking much.”

your heart swelled, he was so good to you. you had no idea how you had ever found someone so adorable and loving as bucky.

“i love you more.” you whispered, taking him into your mouth slowly.

you relaxed your mouth, going down as far as you could until your nose was brushing against the hairs on his pelvis.

bucky’s hands gripped the sheets tightly, his breath catching in his throat.

you smirked as best as you could with him in your mouth, pulling off until just the tip was resting against your lips, swirling your tongue around it a few times.

you took him into your mouth again and hollowed your cheeks, sucking him off gently.

his hips bucked a little, making it easier to thrust into your mouth. you moaned at the feeling, watching as bucky’s mouth fell open, his eyes squeezed shut.

your mouth got used to the feeling of him in your throat, relaxing until spit started to drip from your lips down his shaft.

“so good sweetheart. making me feel so good.”

you sped up your actions, wanting to make bucky cum.

your hand travelled down to his sack, and you massaged gently, earning a groan from bucky. he was close, his dick twitching frantically in your throat.

“i’m gonna cum baby.” he tried to pull you off, but you refused, pushing your mouth down roughly until you were gagging around his cock.

you looked up at him. he was looking down at you, your eyes catching eachothers. he looked gorgeous.

“fuck. you gonna let me come in that pretty mouth of yours?” he could hardly get his words out, his mind blank at the feel of your throat constricting around him.

you nodded as best you could, pulling off a little way so that you could lick his shaft sloppily.

it didn’t take much more for him to finish, his dick red and twitching as he came down your throat with a loud moan.

you loved the noises he made, the sound encouraging you to swallow every last drop.

his chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath.

“come here.” he whispered, pulling you up until you were straddling his thighs.

you pushed the hair away from his face, leaning down to kiss him.

his tongue snuck into your mouth as soon as your lips touched, his hand holding the back of your neck.

“you’re so good to me.” he whispered, kissing your forehead.

you smiled at him, your eyes slowling closing as you rested your head on his chest.

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[harrylovex]

CHRISTMAS MAKEOUT

summary: chris can’t keep his eyes or his hands off you at a christmas party

warnings: nothing major, beard kink, kissing…

note: just a cute lil christmas idea i came up with!! even though it’s basically the middle of january hahaha i added the whole beard kink thing when these photos came out on instagram hahaha his short beard looks so yummy 😵‍💫😵‍💫

you silently giggled into your wine glass when you saw your boyfriend chris waggle his eyebrows at you from across the room.

you could see from his face what he was up to.

you shook your head at him, laughing when he pouted.

you made your way into the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of wine from the counter so you could fill up your glass.

you and chris were hosting a christmas party at your home.

you had both invited friends and work colleagues. you had decided to host a family party a separate day, wanting to relax and have a few drinks with friends without having to worry about parents being around.

chris has been trying to sneak off with you basically the whole night. even before the guests had arrived, he couldn’t keep his hands off you.

he kept mumbling about how you were teasing him by wearing a little santa dress.

it was one of those red fluffy ones with the white trimming. you were wearing black high heeled boots and a santa hat to match. you knew he would love it.

you had told him that he would have to wait until later, which he didn’t enjoy. you, however, were enjoying the teasing. you had to pull him off of you when the doorbell rang.

it’s not that you didn’t enjoy his attention, in fact, even you had to hold yourself back tonight. he had cut his hair and shaved, his beard was more like stubble, and it made you throb just to think about the burn when he’d kiss you.

overall, it had been a great party, everyone was dancing and drinking, living their best lives.

after finishing maybe your fifth glass of wine, you made your way to the bathroom to freshen up a little.

as you walked through the hallway, something caught your eye.

“psst!” you looked to your left.

chris was resting against the doorframe to your bedroom, smiling at you. you could tell by his eyes that he was drunk but hell, so were you.

“chris, what the hell are you doing?” you laughed, walking up to him.

“i was waiting for you.” he pouted.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him softly on the lips. he went in for more, his hand holding the back of your head.

the kiss deepened as he pushed his tongue into your mouth, a moan slipping from your lips. you were getting lost in the kiss, quickly pulling away before you got too distracted.

“chris, we’re the hosts! we can’t just sneak off and start making out in the bathroom.”

his eyes lit up. “wait…can we do that? please.” he didn’t give you time to answer, pulling you with him into the bathroom.

you laughed, letting him lead you. “fine. but we can’t be long, they’ll get suspicious.” you wiped your mouth, feeling a delicious burn on your skin from his facial hair.

chris closed and locked the door, pushing your hips so that you were pressed up against it.

straight away he buried his face in your neck, kissing along your throat. his hands trailed up your thighs and he pushed your dress up, until your underwear was on display for him.

“you don’t understand what this outfit does to me, bunny.”

you gulped, your hands raking through his hair.

“and red lingerie aswell? all for me.”

you pulled him up until you were both face to face, leaning in to kiss him.

chris hummed into the kiss, pulling you impossibly closer, his hands trailed over your back, down until he was harshly grabbing your behind.

you gasped, “chris, your hands are fucking freezing!”

he laughed into the kiss, slapping the skin before kneading it.

the kiss was harsh and sloppy, just how you liked it. he sucked at your bottom lip, pulling it into his mouth.

your mouth felt numb from his stubble, so you pulled away for a second to catch your breath.

his blue eyes pierced yours, and you rubbed your hands over his stubble.

“you like my facial hair, don’t you sweetheart?”

you blushed. “you realised?”

chris laughed. “of course i did. i see the way you look at me. and how you react when i rub my beard on your skin.”

he leaned in again. this time making a point of rubbing his stubble over your lips.

you shuddered, pulling at his shirt.

his tongue found yours again, the kiss getting heated.

he grabbed your hand in his, pulling it towards his trousers until you were palming his hard-on.

you pulled away, making chris pout.

“chris, baby, we really should go back downstairs.”

he whined and you laughed at his horny attitude.

you went to the mirror to fix your makeup, gasping when you saw how red raw your mouth and cheeks looked.

“chris! you gave me beard burn!” it felt weirdly good, the burning sensation growing with the passing minutes.

you turned to him and he was doubled over, laughing loudly.

“it’s not funny!” you couldn’t help but crack a smile.

chris stood up straight again. “well then, you’ve got beard burn and i’ve got a raging hard-on, so we’re going to have to stay in here for a while.”

you made a face, your eyes wandering down to the bulge in his trousers. your eyes went wide at the sight, your mouth watering.

“what are we going to do?”

“i can think of one thing we can do.” chris pulled you in by your waist, a huge smirk plastered on his face.

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[harrylovex]

ASHAMED

request: where reader is meeting chris’ parents in boston and he tries to get frisky when he thinks his family is asleep and eventually it leads to smut and then getting caught

warnings: smut smut smut, unprotected sex

a/n: this has taken me so long i’m so sorry i’m awful :)

you held chris’ hand tight as you stood on the front porch of his parents house.

you had been invited over for dinner and to stay the night, chris’ siblings were also coming over.

you and chris had been dating for a little over six months, and you had met his parents plenty of times, but it still made you nervous. you wanted to keep up your good reputation.

chris chuckled when he felt you squeeze his hand, pulling your hand up to his mouth to kiss your knuckles softly.

“relax sweetheart. you know they love you. are you gonna get nervous every damn time?”

you laughed. “um, yes.”

lisa opened the door after a few minutes, pulling you in straight away for a hug.

“y/n! i haven’t seen you in ages! wow you look gorgeous.” she grabbed your hand, ushering you inside.

“and hello to you too mum.” chris laughed, stepping in after you.

lisa shook her head, turning to her son for a hug.

you gave lisa a bottle of wine you had picked out for the dinner, chris heaving your bags into the lounge.

lisa thanked you for the wine, her smile disappearing a little before she spoke again.

“i’m so sorry guys but you’re going to have to sleep on the sofa bed tonight. scott claimed the spare room when he got here earlier.”

chris groaned, making you laugh.

“that’s no problem! thank you so much for letting us stay.”

“you’re both welcome anytime.” lisa smiled.

“so polite.” she mumbled to chris, gesturing to you. you smiled shyly, watching as she made her way outside.

he smiled, kissing your forehead.

“come on, the others are outside.”

you joined the rest of chris’ family out in the garden. everyone greeted you with a hug. scott went all out as always, spinning you around whilst crushing you with his bear hug.

you placed yourself next to chris on the garden sofa, sipping a glass of wine whilst chris drank beer.

conversation flowed easily, and soon you were in fits of laughter about some childhood adventure that scott was telling you about.

after a few hours of chatting, you decided to touch up your makeup, excusing yourself from the group.

chris noticed you leave, his eyes catching onto the way you body fit nicely into the summer dress you were wearing. he knew how much you loved to tease him.

you were applying your last coat of mascara when chris appeared at the door.

“you okay?”

“great actually. i was just touching up my makeup.”

chris removed his hat, his hair messy from being stuck under it all day.

you moved towards him, running your fingers through his hair.

he hummed quietly, hands moving down to your hips.

“you look sexy tonight.”

you laughed at the sudden comment. “oh really?”

he nodded, moving forward to kiss you softly.

you leaned into the kiss eagerly, letting his tongue roam freely.

once he began to get carried away, you pulled away, laughing when he frowned.

“come on, we should get back. they’ll be wondering where we are.”

“i don’t care.” chris moaned, grabbing at your butt.

“well i do.” you kissed his cheek, pulling him towards the garden.

he followed you out, but not before complaining under his breath.

scott gave him a look as he sat back down, his eyes trailing down to where yours and chris’ hands were entwined.

chris stuck his middle finger up discreetly, making you and scott laugh. scott would always tease you and chris about your pda.

dinner went well, you sat quietly beside chris, savouring the delicious dinner that lisa had made specially.

chris kept a hand on your thigh the entire time, and you kicked at his ankle when his hand slid underneath your dress, fingers dragging along the inside of your thighs.

he smirked, and managed to keep his hands to himself for the rest of the meal.

after dinner, everyone gathered in the lounge. scott forcing everyone to play a game of charades.

chris’ parents went to bed pretty soon after that, his dad mumbling something about how he had to work tomorrow.

scott refused to go to bed at such an early hour, challenging you and chris to a few rounds of mario kart.

you happily agreed, you had been waiting to beat chris’ ass at a racing game.

you sat on the sofa inbetween scott and chris, your game face on.

“scott that’s my steering wheel.” chris reached over to snatch it out of his brother’s hands.

“no it’s not. i always use this one.”

you rolled your eyes, listening to the two boys bicker like teenagers.

“scott! you’ve never used that one! come on babe back me up here.”

you laughed, crossing your arms as you leaned back into the sofa.

after a few minutes of squabbling, chris let scott have the wheel, but not before smacking him lightly round the back of the head.

“jesus, y/n, how do you put up with this, he’s so annoying”. scott massaged the back of his head.

you laughed. “i know, i deserve a medal.”

chris pouted, jokingly elbowing you in the side. you smiled sideways at him, your arm drapped over his thigh.

it was half an hour later, and you were huddled up against chris, your head resting on his chest.

you had promised yourself that you would beat those boys’ asses at the game, but after five rounds of speeding round the fictional roads, the wine got the best of you and you gave up, silently cursing yourself at your failure of staying awake.

you fidgeted when the boys laughed loudly, chris’ arm sneaking around you to pull you close.

you kept giggling as you rested your eyes, hearing chris and scott try to bicker in their whispery voices. from what you could hear, chris was winning.

you must have fallen asleep beside chris because the next time you opened your eyes, scott was kissing the top of your head, bidding you goodnight.

you sat up abruptly, feeling wide awake. you peered over the sofa at chris who was grabbing some water.

“hey baby.” he gave you a huge smile. “you fell asleep for a while.”

“what time is it?” you stood up, stretching.

“midnight, i think.” he scratched his beard.

he passed you some water, rubbing your back as you gulped it down.

“did you win at mario kart?” you asked him.

“of course i did! no one beats me.”

you rolled your eyes, making him laugh. “come on, let’s go get changed in the bathroom.”

you followed him, pyjamas clutched in your hand.

you changed silently while chris brushed his teeth, nearly falling over when you stepped out of your dress.

you washed up quickly, returning to the lounge to get under the covers., it was freezing.

chris was already getting comfortable, he looked cute in his grey t-shirt and plaid trousers. he opened up the duvet for you and you crawled in beside him, resting your head on his chest.

he yawned, leaning down to kiss your lips a few times.

“did you have fun tonight?” he whispered.

“yes…i love your family so much.” you mumbled, making chris smile.

you shut your eyes, snuggling into chris’ neck, but sleep didn’t seem to want to overcome you tonight.

after about 15 minutes, chris spoke.

“y/n?”

“yes?” you giggled.

“i can’t sleep.”

“me neither.”

he fidgeted before speaking again. “to be honest, i can’t stop thinking about you in that dress earlier. and you didn’t even let me do anything about it.”

you sat up on your elbows, peering over at him.

“well, what would you have done about it?” you smirked.

it was chris turn to sit up now, his hands pulling your waist closer to him. he pulled at the back of your neck, eager to feel your lips against his.

you reciprocated the kiss, trying not to smile when you felt him sneak his tongue into your mouth.

his hands started to wander, pushing up his t-shirt that you were wearing, his fingers sliding towards the band of your panties.

“c-chris.” you pushed him away, laughing. “i wasn’t being serious, we can’t do this on the sofa bed at your parents house!”

he smirked, “who says we can”t? come on sweetheart, you can be quiet for me can’t you?” he pressed a sloppy kiss to your lips.

shit. he knew just what to say to you. your panties growing wetter by the second.

“chris.” you dragged out his name, laying flat on your back. chris sat up beside you, his fingers trailing circles on your lower stomach.

“sweetheart, it’ll tire us out. no one will hear us i promise.” he smiled, leaning down to your ear. “plus, i’ve been dying to feel your pretty little pussy around my cock since we got here.”

your breath hitched and you groaned. your body was betraying you, giving in by the second.

you exhaled loudly as chris waited eagerly for an answer.

“fine. but if we get caught i swear to god i’m not going anywhere near your cock ever again.”

he laughed, maneuvering himself until he was above you.

you kissed him deeply as he pulled your panties off, chuckling to himself when he felt how wet they were.

his fingers slid through you folds, dragging your wetness around. you gasped, your hands clutching at chris’ t-shirt as you tried to not make any noise.

“b-babe. i don’t think i can be quiet.”

chris laughed again, “maybe i can help with that.” his hand came up to cover your mouth, but not before he gave you another sloppy kiss, pulling your tongue into his mouth.

you breathed calmly through your nose, focusing on how chris had pulled himself out of his trousers, running the tip of his cock through your folds.

your legs squirmed by themselves as he pushed himself into you, going as deep as he could.

“shit, sweetheart, so tight for me. try and keep your legs still for me darling, i’ve only got two hands.”

you moaned into his hand, begging him silently to move.

he got the memo, beginning to thrust softly into you. he started off slowly, making sure you were comfortable.

your hands gripped his sides, your eyes squeezed shut as you were overcome by how good he felt.

seeing as you couldn’t speak, you clenched around him purposefully, telling him to go faster.

he groaned into your neck, “such a greedy baby” he smirked, picking up the pace.

your eyes rolled back into your head at the feeling of chris pushing into you over and over, his cock hitting all the right spots.

he tried to muffle his own groans by burying his face in your neck, biting at your skin softly.

“just like that sweetheart, i want you to cum for me pretty girl. you can do that, can’t you?”

you nodded, your eyes squeezed shut. chris’ thumb travelled down to your clit, pressing light circles into your bud to help you reach your climax.

you squirmed, clenching around his cock even more.

just as the knot in your stomach threatened to burst, a light flicked on in the kitchen.

you froze.

“what the fuck?”

it was scott.

“scott! what the fuck are you doing?” chris pulled the sheet over your bodies, covering you up as much as he could. his body covered your own.

“i was just getting some water! oh my god guys-“ he started laughing uncontrollably. “i can’t believe you’re fucking on the couch! jesus chris, can’t you keep your dick in your pants for one night?”

he clutched his stomach, doubling over.

chris chucked a pillow at him, looking down at you.

“are you okay sweetheart? i’m so sorry.” he looked worried, you on the other hand, were smiling, trying to control your laughter.

chris’ face softened when he saw that you weren’t mad.

“what the hell are you still doing here, creep!” chris shouted at scott, who was still laughing.

“alright i’m going! don’t stain the sofa!” he laughed at his own comment, scurrying out of the kitchen.

you hid your face in chris’ shoulder, embarrassment settling in.

“chris! what if that had been your mom?”

chris kissed you softly. “well, let’s just be grateful that it wasn’t. now…where were we?”

tags: @slutforsebstan @chrisevansgirl34

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[harrylovex]

SPIN THE BOTTLE

summary: chris is shy around you until he gets drunk...

warnings: fluff, kissing, alcohol usage, chris being handsy ;)

a/n: playing spin the bottle with chris would just be a dream 😩😩😩 especially if there is sexual tension between the two of you, gaaaawwwdd this is what i’m dreaming about tonight

it was your friend emily’s 35th birthday and she was having a huge party at her house.

everyone you knew was going, including your favourite person in the whole world, chris evans.

you two had been introduced to eachother at a summer barbecue a few years back by emily, and you had been pining after him pretty much since then.

you and him had hung out with eachother a few times at other gatherings and you got on really well, but chris was shy around you.

he was reserved around everyone really, it had nothing to do with you. it was his nature.

but, when he would get drunk, it would be like something in him switched. his shyness would completely disappear and he became the life of the party.

you knew that chris secretly did like you, he would never admit it sober though. on the occasions when he would get drunk, which was pretty much every party, he would get really handsy with you.

he would keep you with him all the time, holding your hand and squeezing your hips, pulling you onto his lap whenever he sat down. he liked to be protective over you, and you cherised every minute of it. it was the only time when you could be close to him.

a few times, chris had kissed you, taking you by surprise. it would usually happen when you had to leave, a long goodbye kiss, his hands grabbing at your waist as he moaned into your mouth.

both of you remembered everything that happened when you were drunk, but it was never brought up.

you had never met anyone nicer than chris. he was incredibly charming and down to earth, always thinking of other people before himself, not to mention unbearably handsome and sexy.

emily knew how much you liked chris, she had spoken to him about it before, asking him questions about you, but he was never one to talk about his feelings. he liked to keep it private.

you turned up to emily’s and her husband opened the door, greeting you.

you stepped inside, eyes landing on emily in the kitchen. you made your way over to her.

“happy birthday!” you embraced her in a hug, shoving her present into her hands.

“y/n thank you so much! let me get you a drink.”

she led you over to the drinks table, pointing to an array of wines. as she prepared you a glass, your eyes scanned the room.

“no point in looking for chris. he’s not here yet.”

you blushed, embarrassed at being caught. emily just laughed, handing you the glass.

“i’m making us all play some fun college games tonight. it’s time you and chris got together.”

you laughed, wondering what she was planning.

you spoke to a few of your friends, catching up on what had been going on in their lives.

“chris! hey you look great!”

you had your back turned to the door, but you knew by the sound of chris’ voice that he had just arrived. your palms started to turn a little sweaty.

pull yoursef together y/n, you thought to yourself.

you quickly finished your conversation, turning to find chris.

he was by the bar cart, grabbing a beer. he was wearing a white long sleeved t-shirt and some blue jeans. the t-shirt was insanely tight and left little to the imagination.

you inhaled deeply before walking towards him. he caught your eye before stepping towards you.

“y/n hey! long time no see!” his eyes lit up, embracing you in a huge hug.

you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck. you shut your eyes for a moment, taking in the feeling of his body pressed against yours, his hands squeezing your hips slightly.

“how have you been?” you asked, leaning beside him on the counter.

“busy with work, i’ve been looking forward to this party for ages.”

your conversation flowed easily as he sipped his beer. he asked about your work and your family until a few other guests arrived.

throughout the rest of the evening, you mingled with your friends, sipping through a few glasses of wine.

the lounge was crowded with people, all chatting happily. you peeked at chris a few times, seeing him laugh at a joke emily’s husband was telling.

he caught your eye sometimes, smiling cheekily at you as he raised his sixth beer bottle of the night, poking his tongue out before swallowing the liquid.

you realised that the alcohol had reached his system around an hour later when you felt a pair of hands slide over your hips, soft lips kissing your ear. you were leaning elbow-first against the island in the kitchen, your back to everyone else.

you smiled to yourself before turning around, knowing that you would find yourself face to face with chris.

the feeling of his lips against your ear tickled, making you laugh. you spun yourself around, holding onto his biceps as his hands rested on the counter on each side of you.

“chris you are so drunk!”

he smirked, licking his lips. his eyes were incredibly dilated, his cheeks rosy.

“so...? i’m having fun.”

“i can tell...why have you taken a sudden interest in me then? had enough of everyone else?”

“well, everyone is super boring, and i haven’t spoken to you in a few hours. plus, i like talking to pretty girls like you.”

you laughed, moving your hands from his biceps to his chest.

“you have no filter when you’re drunk.”

he smiled, grabbing your hand in his.

“i need to go for a piss, come with me?”

“ugh chris, you sure do know how to impress a girl with that language.”

“so is that a no?” he pouted.

“i never said that.” you mumbled, making him smirk.

he grasped your hand tighter, pulling you upstairs towards the bathroom.

you fixed your hair in the mirror while chris relieved himself, laughing at him when he nearly fell over.

you stood to the side as he washed his hands, staring at him through the mirror.

once he had finished, he pulled you towards him, burying his face in your neck as he gripped your hips.

“god you smell so delicious.” he mumbled.

“so do you.” you smiled, running your hands through his hair.

“and you look gorgeous in that dress, it’s making me go crazy.”

you laughed, pulling chris’ face up so you could see his eyes.

“chris you would never say or do any of this if you were sober.”

“haven’t you ever heard of that saying? sober thoughts are drunk words. i can never bring myself to do this stuff when i’m sober, i get shy easily.” his eyes darted from yours for a second.

“well there’s no need for that, you must know by now that this thing we’ve got going on is mutual right?”

he laughed, nodding.

“i guess yeah, the things we do drunk you never mentioned afterwards so i just sort of put it to the back of my mind.”

“i never mentioned it because i know how shy you are when you’re sober.”

“okay well, we’ll talk about this later yeah? work something out.”

you smiled, pulling at his ears. “fine.”

he entwined his hand with yours again, pulling you out of the bathroom.

just as you walked out, emily came rushing up the stairs.

“guys! we’ve been looking everywhere for you...” she paused, looking at your hands suspiciously. “did you just have sex in my bathroom?” she smirked.

“no!” you said defensively.

chris just smirked.

“whatever...come down to the lounge, the foods here.”

you walked behind emily, swatting at chris’ hands when he tried to pinch your butt everytime you took a step down.

you grabbed yourself another glass of wine, silently watching as chris got himself another beer, he was going to have such a hangover tomorrow.

you went to sit yourself down at the table, but not before chris grabbed your waist, pulling you up.

“what are you doing?”

“i want you to sit with me.” he pouted.

“you’re such a simp.”

he laughed, not seeming bothered by your comment.

you sat next to him throughout dinner, using a single fork to feed yourself as chris had occupied himself with holding your left hand in his lap.

you smiled as you ate, hoping that tonight could be the night when he got over his fear of being embarrassed to show affection when sober.

everyone chatted through dinner, not bothered by you and chris being affectionate. they were used to it by now.

afterwards, emily ordered everyone to sit in a circle in the lounge. no one protested because they were all pretty much drunk, going along with the game.

chris pulled you into his lap, kissing your temple.

“you two, no sitting-in-laps allowed. not for this game anyway.”

you laughed, moving to sit next to chris. he wasn’t happy about the seating change, pulling you as close to him as he could.

“okay i’ve been reminiscing about the good old college days, so tonight we’re gonna play spin the bottle.”

some of the guests groaned, rolling their eyes.

you looked at chris, but he just winked at you.

emily placed one of the empty beer bottles in the middle of the circle, spinning it quickly.

you watched as it spun round, everyone silently waiting.

it landed on john, who was sitting across from you. the guests um’ed and ah’ed as john crawled into the middle of the circle, leaning over to give emily a quick peck.

emily laughed, clapping her hands. “okay! who’s next?”

it went on like that for a while, boys kissing girls, boys kissing boys and girls kissing girls.

when it got to your turn, it landed on brad, who was sitting near chris. you heard chris inhale deeply, making you smirk.

you reached over, giving brad a small peck whilst he smiled greedily at you. chris never let go of your hand, his grip tightening.

you sat back laughing a little at chris who looked like he was about to lose his shit in the next three seconds.

“chris, relax.” you kissed his cheek, shuffling closer to him.

“i fucking hate this game.” he mumbled in your ear, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“chris! stop being a dick and spin! it’s your turn.”

you laughed at the comment made by john. chris kept a straight face as he spun the bottle, his fingers tapping on your knee.

it landed on you. you felt everyone’s eyes on you as you looked up at chris, who was now smiling like an idiot.

your hand went to his cheek as he leaned in to capture your lips with his.

after the peck, you went to pull away but chris held the back of your neck firmly, kissing you harder.

you laughed in your head, kissing him back enthusiastically.

“okay guys...guys! get a room for god’s sake.”

you felt a pair of hands pull at your shoulders, pulling you and chris apart.

everyone was staring at you two, laughing hard. a rush of embarrassment washed over you and you blushed, looking over to chris.

he was still smiling, enjoying himself.

you tried to keep a straight face as you slapped chris’ chest softly, but he grabbed your hand and made you laugh.

“what? i saw an opportunity and took it.” he kissed your knuckles as you smiled.

a few more rounds were played, but you could see that chris was getting bored. to be honest, so were you, you wanted to get chris alone.

finally, a few people got up to leave as it was getting late. emily ordered a few taxis while pulling you to the side.

“you and chris can sleep here tonight if you want. i prepared the spare bedroom just in case. a few of us are hanging out in the lounge but the garden is free if you want some space.” she winked.

you laughed, thanking her for being so understanding.

“oh and by the way, i’m not letting you two back in the house until you sort yourselves out.”

you rolled your eyes, walking back over to chris who was waiting by the sofa.

he was still drunk, but less so. his eyes were bloodshot and he looked tired.

he stayed silent, pulling you in for a hug as you waved goodbye to the guests.

“emily said that we can sleep here tonight if you want? she prepared the spare bedroom.”

“that sounds like a great idea. i don’t think i’m sober enough to go home anyway.”

you laughed. “can we go and sit outside by the fire?”

chris nodded, pulling you towards the back doors.

the fireplace was already running, chris dragged a chair as close to it as possible, plumping up the pillows before lifting you effortlessly onto his lap.

you draped your legs over his thighs, resting your head on his chest.

“you’re quiet. what are you thinking about?” you questioned him, your fingers tapping his collarbone.

he laughed under his breath, sitting up straighter.

“i was just thinking about earlier. how you said that you feel the same. is that true?”

“chris, of course it’s true. do you really not see it?”

“well most of the time i just think that it’s because we’re drunk.”

“it’s not, i promise. the reason i only show affection at parties is because i know how difficult it is for you sober.”

he smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

you turned your head to look at him. “emily’s been trying to get us together ever since we met.”

“seriously?”

you laughed, running your hand along his abs, over his t-shirt.

“yeah, she’s obsessed with us.”

chris laughed, kissing the top of your head. the two of you fell silent for a few minutes.

you were relishing in the feeling of chris’ cheek pressed against the top of your head when he spoke again.

“so...what do you say we give it a try then? you know...“ he paused. “this whole relationship thing.”

you looked up at him, smiling. “mr evans...are you asking me to be your girlfriend?”

he smirked. “maybe i am...do you accept?”

“yeah...yes i do. i would love to be your girlfriend.”

he started smiling widely, pulling you closer to him so he could reach your lips.

he pressed his lips against yours, his hand running up and down your back.

you smiled into the kiss, parting your lips a little to give him access.

he saw the opportunity and took it, pushing his tongue into your mouth to meet yours.

you pulled back after a while, breathing heavily.

“if i knew you could kiss like that i would’ve asked you out ages ago.”

you laughed, snuggling back down into his chest. you inhaled deeply, smiling to yourself as you eyes started to close.

tags: @before-we-get-started

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[harrylovex]

Imagine Chris finding out that the reader has an onlyfans and decides to help her film some content 😏

ooouuuu shit, i feel like chris would be super supportive and he would love filming content with you and watching it back later 👀

ONLY FANS

warnings: smut smut smut, choking, fingering, unprotected sex, dirty talk, tiny bit of degradation

note: sorry it took me so long to write this!! <3

chris wasn’t going to be home from work for another few hours, and you had work to do.

you put on your favourite lingerie set, preparing the bed as you went to grab your camera and tripod.

you hadn’t told chris about your only fans.

you were going to, but you were scared about how he would react. he could sometimes be quite possessive over you.

the right moment would come up, then you would tell him.

you shook your head, forgetting about chris as you sat on the bed.

you connected your spotify to the alexa on your bedside cabinet, shuffling one of your playlists to get you in the mood.

you began to tease yourself, facing your hips towards the camera.

your hands ran over your curves, teasing at your nipples over your bra. trailing your hands down towards your panties, you pressed down onto your clit with your fingers.

you rubbed at your clit a few times, beginning to get worked up. your hips moved on their own as you let out a moan.

pulling your panties to the side, you dipped your index finger lower, feeling how wet you were.

your head hung back onto the pillow as your back arched. your fingers speeding up on your clit.

downstairs, little did you know, chris had come home early from work.

“honey, i’m home early!”

he frowned at the silence, wondering where you were.

he heard the music coming from your room and made his way upstairs, eager to see you.

“babe-“

you jumped at the sound of the door opening, sitting up quickly, covering your dripping core.

“chris!”

his eyes were wide as he stood frozen at the door.

“y/n, what the fuck are you doing?”

you stayed silent, not knowing what to say.

chris’ eyes flickered from you to the camera, his frown growing wider.

“answer me.” his tone softened, seeing how flustered you were.

he walked towards the bed, sitting beside you.

“i’m filming content for my only fans.” you mumbled.

“what?”

you repeated yourself a little louder, your eyes glued to chris’.

“only fans?” he looked at you confused, his hand sliding round the back of your neck.

you nodded. “i was going to tell you. i swear i was, please don’t be mad.”

he thought to himself for a moment.

“oh sweetheart i’m not angry with you. you should have told me earlier.”

“i know i’m sorry.” you picked at your hands nervously, not making eye contact.

“don’t apologise. how much have you filmed? maybe i could help out.”

you raised your head slowly, frowning. chris had a huge smirk on his face, shuffling close to you.

“what? come on, i wanna help my pretty girl.”

you smiled at that, pulling him in for a kiss.

he moaned into your mouth, his hand on the back of your neck pulling you impossibly close.

his tongue sneaked past your lips, deepening the kiss. you whimpered at the feeling, your hands against his chest.

he pulled away after a while, out of breath. he shuffled down, tugging at your ankles until you were back facing the camera.

you couldn’t stop smiling as he trailed his hands over your thighs, inching closer to your core. your stomach was filled with butterflies, eager to feel chris. you couldn’t believe he was doing this.

his hands occupied themselves with pulling your panties down and off your legs.

“open your legs for me pretty baby.”

you did as you were told, spreading as far as you could go.

“hmm, good girl.” your head spun with the praise.

chris brought his head up to kiss you softly, his tongue tangling with yours.

you moaned quietly, running your hands up and down his back under his t-shirt.

chris positioned himself over you, moaning into your mouth when his hand trailed through your folds.

“sweetheart, you’re so wet...and all for me.”

you smirked, pulling him back down by his neck to kiss him again.

you whimpered as his fingers teased your hole, pushing in slowly.

“chris...”

“it’s okay sweetheart. i’ve got you.”

he pushed two fingers all the way in, curling them upwards as your legs shook. he made you feel so good, you moaned in his ear inevitably.

his tongue found it’s way into your mouth, his teeth biting at your bottom lip.

you bucked your hips up as he sped up the movements inside you, moaning loudly. your hands clasped his neck, keeping him as close as possible.

“are you gonna come for me pretty girl? squeeze my fingers, yes just like that.”

you hid your face in his neck as you came over his fingers, your legs shaking uncontrollably.

chris kissed you hard again, pulling his fingers out of you.

“so good for me sweetheart.”

you smiled at him lazily, running your hands over his shoulders.

he waited a second so that you could catch your breath, pulling his clothes off in the meantime. you admired the way his back muscles moved as he got rid of his shirt, your eyes travelling up and down his body.

you held your arms out for him as he crawled back onto the bed, in just his boxers.

he planted himself over you, grinding his bulge between your legs. you gasped as you felt how hard he was, the camera now forgotten to the back of your mind.

he kissed your neck, grinding harder, teasing you.

“chris, please…i-i want to feel you inside me.”

he pulled away smirking. “whatever my girl asks for, she gets.”

he sat back on his knees, pulling his boxers down and off his legs. his cock sat proudly, veiny and dripping already with pre-cum.

you opened your legs wider, shuffling yourself down the bed, closer to chris.

chris pushed himself up against you, one hand on your hip as he lined himself up against your entrance.

you whimpered softly, grabbing his wrist. “kiss me.”

he leaned down so his face was above yours, pressing his lips against your own softly, lovingly.

“don’t worry baby, i’ll go slow to start with.”

you relaxed a little, knowing that your body still needed time to get used to chris’ size. he’d be gentle.

before pushing in, he dragged the head of his cock swiftly through your wet folds a few times, making you squirm underneath him.

chris laughed under his breath, kissing you slowly as he pushed into your core.

your back arched as you felt him go deeper, a hint if pain appearing. chris noticed your discomfort, pushing his tongue into your mouth to distract you.

he stilled for a moment, waiting for your permission. you breathed in and out, adjusting to his size.

“move…p-please.”

he kissed your forehead lovingly, before picking up the pace. he groaned, “f-fuck y/n, so tight for me every time. shit.”

you tugged at his hair as he went faster, your bodies moving in sync.

the pain was replaced with pleasure. endless amounts of it. your eyes rolled back into your head, focused solely on the way his cock felt pummelling in and out of your cunt.

“are you gonna come with me baby? when i say.”

you nodded, grabbing his wrist and pushing his hand up towards your neck.

chris understood what you wanted, wrapping his hand around your neck and squeezing a little.

you clenched around him at this, nearly reaching your climax. chris groaned loudly, choking you harder.

“my little slut loves to be choked don’t you? who knew you were such a dirty little whore.”

you clenched again at his words, making his pace falter a little.

“fuck, baby. i’m gonna come. come on my cock sweetheart, all over me.” chris removed his hand from around your neck, bringing his thumb down to swipe at your clit.

that pushed you over the edge and in seconds you were twitching harshly, your juices spilling out around his cock.

“shit, yes baby. just like that. good girl.” chris choked out a moan as he came, his cock twitching inside of you.

he pulled out of you, collapsing next to you on the bed.

“well, i think we’ve got enough content to last you a whole month sweetheart.”

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[harrylovex]

FAMILY BBQ

summary: you meet tom’s family for the first time but tom is more focused on the dress you are wearing...

warnings: fluff, very little alcohol consumption, kissing, suggestiveness, tom being handsy

a/n: haven’t written for tom in a while so thought i’d give it a try. let me know who are your favourite celebrities to read about! hope you enjoy and please don’t hesitate to send requests or any little messages if you ever need a friend <3 i love you all thanks for all the support over the last few days x

tom’s hand rested on your thigh as he drove through the streets of london.

he was taking you to his mum’s annual barbecue they held in their back garden in kingston.

you were kinda nervous as you had never met anyone in tom’s family before.

you had only been dating for two months, and it was going great, but you were terrified that his family wouldn’t like you.

you sat anxiously biting your nails, staring out the window at the blue sky above.

“love stop stressing, you know they’re gonna love you right?”

“i’m nervous tom, they might hate me.”

he laughed. “of course they aren’t gonna hate you, what’s not to like?”

you smiled, taking his hand from your thigh to kiss it.

“this is it.” the car came to a stop.

you looked out the window at a gorgeous house, with big windows and a cute little sidepath that went round to the garden.

you stepped out the car, a little wrapped gift in your arms.

tom took your hand, smiling widely at you.

“relax, they are going to love you as soon as you walk through the door.”

you walked up the driveway hand in hand, you could already hear commotion coming from the garden.

tom pressed the doorbell. it rang throughout the house and you could hear tessa barking from behind the door.

“tess! tessa!” tom called out and tessa barked even louder, recognising his voice.

“tessa! you cheeky little miss, be quiet!” tom smiled at the sound of his mum’s voice.

just before she opened the door, tom gave your hand a quick squeeze and you took a deep breath. it was now or never.

the door swung wide open and you were greeted by an out of breath nicola.

“guys! you’re here! welcome welcome please come in, everyone’s out the back.”

tom stepped in first, bringing his mum in for a hug.

he stood to the side as he introduced you.

“mum, this is my girlfriend, y/n.”

you smiled politely at nicola, holding out your hand.

“nice to finally meet you nicola.”

she stared at you for a second, before pulling you in for a hug. “don’t be silly, call me nikki!”

you laughed, hugging her back.

“tom you never told me she was this gorgeous!”

you smiled at tom as he blushed, pulling you in by your waist.

“come through, everyone’s been waiting for you two to turn up, paddy’s been running in circles!”

you walked through the french doors with tom, staring round at his family members.

nikki introduced you to everyone, and slowly your anxiety started to fade away.

dom was grilling meat on the barbecue when you and tom went to say hi.

he pulled you in for another hug, saying how he’d been waiting to meet you.

everyone was really welcoming, even tom’s three brothers seemed excited to see you, instantly bombarding you with questions.

you had only been there five minutes and already felt like part of the family.

nikki offered you a drink as you sat on one of the sofas next to tom. you politely accepted a cider, which she brought over to you quickly.

tom was drinking beer, his arm slung around your shoulders as he pulled you in close. you were a little cautious at first at the sudden closeness, wondering if anyone would be uncomfortable by his pda, you were never like this in front of your own parents.

but, as you peered around at the guests, no one seemed bothered by it at all and it made you feel at ease.

you sat there with tom for a couple of hours, everyone seemed very much interested in you. they all asked you questions about your own life and your job.

even tom’s brothers asked you questions, cracking jokes every once in a while making eveyone laugh.

tom’s grandmother even said that you were the prettiest girl she had ever seen. you blushed hard as tom kissed your cheek, agreeing.

nikki had prepared the table for dinner, with napkins and candles and little placemats.

tom sat beside you, his hand on your thigh.

dinner was delicious, a great buffet of meats, potatoes, vegetables and everything else you could imagine.

“is it time now for us to start telling embarrassing stories about tom?” harry asked.

tom groaned as you laughed, nodding eagerly.

“yes please i want to know everything!”

everyone took turns in telling stories, and by the end of it your stomach was aching from laughing so much.

as dinner finished, the sun started to set, a golden glow hanging over the garden.

a few of the older family members had left, as it was getting late and the air was starting to turn cold.

nikki was clearing the table, her cheeks rosy from all the bustling about.

“nikki please, let me help you clear up.” you stood up, picking up a few plates.

“no, no, don’t be silly! it’s fine i’ll do it.”

“are you sure?”

“yes i’m sure! go have fun outside with the boys.”

you smiled at her, thanking her for the lovely dinner.

you made your way outside, looking for tom. you were on your fourth cider, but you weren’t drunk, just happy.

your eyes landed on tom, sitting on one of the benches at the far end of the garden.

dom, paddy, harry and sam were playing football with tessa, shouting everytime one of them scored a goal.

you walked towards tom, beaming at him. he was slouched, drinking sloppily out of a bottle of beer. you had lost count of how many he’d had.

“hey baby.” he mumbled, pulling you down onto his lap.

“tom! we’re with your family, i’m not sitting on your lap.”

“they don’t care! they’re not even looking. pleeeaase.”

you laughed, shuffling yourself until you were perched on his thigh.

you both stared out at the garden, laughing when paddy tripped over tessa.

“guess what.” tom mumbled, kissing your ear.

“what?”

“i spoke to mum earlier, she loves you.”

you smiled, turning your head to peek at tom.

“really? what did she say?”

“she said that you’re gorgeous and that she thinks that you’re good for me. she also said that you have a great sense of humour. she wants us to come visit again next weekend.”

“oh wow.” you smiled, pecking tom’s lips. “i love them too tom, i feel like they’re my family.”

“they are your family now y/n. you’re part of us.”

your eyes turned watery as you thought about what tom had just said. you were so incredibly happy that you had met tom, he had totally changed your life for the better.

you sat on his lap for a while, taking swigs of his beer whilst watching the boys mess about.

tom got bored after a while, and started kissing your shoulders, his hands wandering down to your ass.

“thomas! don’t you dare...”

his hands pinched at the skin, making you squirm.

“baby you look so pretty in that dress...all innocent for me.”

his hands travelled up around your torso, grabbing at your boobs.

“thomas! i’m serious right now, anyone could see.”

he groaned, slouching back further into the bench.

“well i can’t have you sitting on my lap then, you’re making me get all hot and flustered.”

you laughed at his comment, fidgeting purposely on his thighs.

“aw, am i making you hard tommy?”

“y/n i swear to god...”

you laughed again, getting up from his lap.

just as you were about to sit next to him, sam called out to you.

“hey y/n, do you wanna come up to harry’s room and play board games with us?”

the three brothers looked at you intensely, stopping their match.

“sure! i’d love to, i’ll be up in a minute.”

“oi! what about me?” tom said grumpily.

“you’re not invited.” paddy burst out laughing.

tom huffed as the boys walked towards the house. you turned towards tom.

“your brothers seem to like me then hm?” you smirked.

“yeah, they’re gonna make me jealous.”

you laughed, grabbing the empty beer bottles from the bench.

“i’m gonna take these to the rubbish.” you started walking down the garden.

“i’ll go with you!” tom answered quickly.

he grasped your waist as you walked together round the side of the house.

you threw the bottles into the container, and as soon as they left your hand, tom was pushing you up against the wall.

his lips went straight to your neck, kissing over the base of your throat.

“you have no idea what this dress does to me baby, i’ve been wanting to take it off all day.”

you chuckled, pulling his face up to kiss him.

“well tommy, you’re gonna have to wait a few more hours for that.”

he whined, kissing you roughly, his hands pulling at your waist.

“oi!”

tom pulled off of you, tilting his head upwards. paddy was hanging out of the window, staring down at you.

“stop making out and get up here, we’re waiting for you!”

you and tom froze, before bursting into laughter, tom pulling you in for one more peck before he let you go.

“paddy stop stealing my girlfriend!” tom jokingly shouted up at him.

paddy rolled his eyes, shutting the window.

you quickly jogged your way into the house, turning back quickly to wink at tom. he shook his head, laughing.

you found harry’s room easily, sitting down on the floor between harry and sam.

“so, what game are we playing?”

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DRUNK CALLING

summary: seb calls you in the middle of the night when he’s drunk and horny…

warnings: smut +18, fingering, unprotected sex

note: this gif gives me unholy thoughts…

your phone rang loudly, waking you from a deep sleep.

shit, you thought to yourself, who the hell was calling you in the middle of the night?

you lazily picked it up, squinting when the screen lit up, blinding you.

“hello?” you mumbled groggily.

“hey babeee”.

it was sebastian.

you could tell just by those two words that he was extremely intoxicated.

“seb? where are you? it’s the middle of the night!”

“calm down love, it’s only one thirty in the morning.”

you could tell by his tone that he was smiling. you imagined in your head what he looked like right now, eyes lit up, smirking indiscreetly.

“seb where are you?”

“i’m leaving the bar baby, i’m about to drive home. i wanted to hear your voice first.”

you smiled, even though you were annoyed at him for waking you up.

“you can’t drive home! you’re wasted!”

“no i’m not, silly.” you visualised him pouting. “i’m perfectly fine.”

his words were slurred, and you started to worry about him.

“seb no, wait. stay where you are, i’m coming to get you. what’s the address?”

“um, i have no idea. some bar in town called blue ivy.”

you rolled your eyes. typical of him to not know where he is. you wondered how much he’d had to drink.

“okay well, stay where you are. do not move, i mean it seb.”

“fine miss bossy pants. hurry up. i wanna see you.”

you hung up, your heart warming at his words. yours and sebs relationship was complicated. you had know each other for a little over a year. you had hooked up a couple of times but nothing serious had ever come out of it.

since the last time you’d slept together, you’d told yourself that it wouldn’t happen again. you were getting too attached. that man could make you do anything.

hell, here you were, two am on a saturday morning driving to go and pick him up.

you googled “blue ivy” and luckily there was only one bar in town with that name. you studied the map for a minute, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

you pulled up outside after ten minutes, scanning your eyes through the crowds of people hanging about outside the bar.

sebastian wasn’t hard to spot. he was mingling with strangers, dancing and shouting his head off.

you grabbed your keys, scrambling out of your car.

“sebastian!” you charged towards him, pulling him away from annoyed strangers.

“baby! you came!” he smooshed your cheeks with his hands, pulling you in for a bear crushing hug.

he was way more wasted than you had expected, his eyes bloodshot, his breath smelling like vodka.

“jesus seb, how much have you had to drink? let’s go home.”

he obeyed, letting you pull him by the hand.

“i lost count after my sixth vodka.”

you rolled your eyes, opening the car door and practically pushing him into the passenger seat.

you climbed into the drivers seat, turning to seb.

“okay. seb. i’m taking you home.”

“you look pretty.”

“what?” you laughed, taken aback by his sudden comment.

“you look pretty like that. i missed you.”

you blushed at his words. he was always like this when he was drunk. his filter always completely disappeared.

you stayed silent, starting up the car. but sebastian didn’t miss the way your face heated up.

“put your seatbelt on.”

“but i don’t want to.” he pouted.

“sebastian i swear to god, if you don’t do it then i will.”

he smirked, showing no intention of complying.

you sighed, reaching over to do it for him. your face was close to his, his eyes glued to your lips.

the seatbelt seemed to be stuck, and you yanked on it a few times until it loosened unexpectedly, making your hands graze seb’s crotch.

“y/n you naughty girl, taking advantage of me while i’m drunk.”

you smirked at him. “you are so annoying when you’re drunk.”

“you love me though.”

you laughed, buckling him up.

the drive to seb’s place was quiet. seb was in a dazed state of drunkness and it kept making you laugh. he wouldn’t sit still until his hand ended up on your thigh.

“seb…”

“what?”

you sighed, staying silent. it wasn’t that you didn’t want his hand on your thigh. hell, you wanted his hand on your thigh and everywhere else on your body. you had promised yourself that after last time it wouldn’t happen again.

you glanced over at seb. he was looking straight ahead, smirking. his index finger tracing his lips.

you had to admit it, he looked gorgeous. his hair all messed up, the top buttons of shirt undone showing his tanned chest.

you shook your head a little, concentrating on the road.

you pulled the car up outside of seb’s house, turning off the engine.

“you’re not expecting me to carry you up the drive are you?”

sebastian laughed, shaking his head. “no, but i am expecting a goodnight kiss.”

you laughed at his remark, noticing that his hand was still on your thigh.

“come on sweetheart, i know you want to.” he smiled, his hand tugging at the back of your neck.

“just one.”

“just one.” he repeated back to you.

he leaned forward, capturing your lips with his. you sighed at how good and warm it felt. his hands moved from your waist to your butt, squeezing harshly.

your hips bucked up at the contact, and you felt him smirk against your mouth.

his tongue sneaked into your mouth, exploring. you thread your fingers through his hair and pulled, making him groan.

“climb over babe, into my lap come on.”

he pulled at your hips, lifting you effortlessly onto his lap. you felt immediately how hard he was.

you found your balance, leaning back onto the dash with your hands on sebastian’s shoulders.

he kissed down to your neck, tongue running over the base of your throat.

“shit.” you whimpered, goosebumps forming over your skin.

sebastian pulled your shorts to the side, rubbing you over your panties.

“sweetheart, i can feel how wet you are. you deny it but you always want it don’t you…want me?”

you nodded, grinding down onto his hand.

“sebastian please…stop teasing.”

he smirked, pulling your panties to the side.

you felt as the air hit your core, and your hips bucked up when seb ran his fingers up through you folds.

“so wet for me…” he murmured, kissing your lips softly.

you moved your hips in sync with his hand as he pushed two fingers in, curling his fingers up inside of you.

“fuck s-sebastian.” your head fell onto his shoulder, you could hardly hold yourself up.

seb kissed your temple before speeding up his movements. he went from soft to rough in a matter of seconds.

you felt his fingers thread through your hair and before you could blink he was pulling your hair back, making you look at him.

you moaned when he added another finger, close to your release.

“you’re gonna cum on my fingers, and then i’m gonna take you in the backseat and fill you up with my cock.”

he kissed you again harshly, his teeth biting at your bottom lip.

it only took a couple more thrusts of his fingers and his thumb circling your clit before you shuddered. your body jolting as you came.

you fell against him, all of your energy gone.

he laughed as he pulled his fingers out, licking them clean.

“delicious.”

you smiled, kissing his chin. you were about to rest your head on his chest when he pushed you back.

his eyes had gone dark again, his jaw tight.

“did you not hear what i said earlier? get in the backseat.”

you scrambled into the back, your legs feeling like jelly. he had hardly given you time to recover from your first orgasm.

you laid flat as seb crawled over you, pulling his trousers down his thighs just enough to pull his cock out.

you occupied yourself with pulling your shorts and panties off, chucking them somewhere on the floor.

he positioned himself above you, wrapping your legs around his waist.

“can’t wait to be inside you kitten, feel so good around my cock.”

you blushed at his words. wondering how you ever believed you could actually resist him.

seb pushed himself against you, the head of his cock rubbing over your clit.

your body jolted at the sensation, your thighs threatening to shut. seb noticed, nudging your legs open with his hands.

“it’s okay baby. i know you’re sensitive it’s okay.”

you whimpered at the affection, pulling him in for a kiss as he pushed into you.

you both groaned against eachothers mouths, seb’s hands grabbing at your hips.

he pushed in slowly at first, moving his hips a little so you could adjust to the size.

he felt you clench around his cock and had to bite the inside of his cheek, stopping himself from pounding into you.

after a few seconds you kissed his shoulder, giving the all clear to go faster.

he didn’t hold back, thrusting quickly in and out of you.

you could hardly keep your eyes open, your hands scratching at his back whilst he whispered dirty things into your ear.

“baby s-shit, you take me so well love, deep inside of you.”

you whimpered and moaned as he pushed in deeper with each thrust of his hips, close to your release.

“seb i-i’m-“ you squeezed your eyes shut, the pleasure overwhelming you.

“it’s okay sweetheart, you can do it. cum for me baby. that’s it. such a good girl for me sweetheart.”

you clenched around him at his words, the knot in your stomach exploding. your eyes rolled back into your head as you felt seb reach his climax at the same time, his cum painting your walls.

you let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding when he pulled out.

he kissed your forehead, pulling his shirt off.

before you could process what was happening, he moved down between your legs, wiping up the mess with his t-shirt.

you squirmed at the feeling of the soft cotton dabbing against your core.

“s-seb, that’s your t-shirt!” you hissed.

he just laughed. “so? i’ll wash it.”

you smiled, letting him help you sit up. you squeezed your thighs together, already feeling how sore you’d be tomorrow.

he helped you get dressed, giving you soft kisses on your forehead every few minutes.

“um, seb…i can’t drive.”

“why not?” he frowned.

you pointed towards your legs and he looked over, a huge smirk on his face.

your legs were shaking uncontrollably from the after effects of your orgasm, it was making your whole body shudder.

sebastian thought that it was hilarious, leaning over to kiss you harshly.

“well then.” he slapped his knee. “i’m guessing that you’ll just have to sleep at mine tonight. come on, i’ll carry you up the drive.”

you laughed, holding on to him tightly as he stepped out of the car. he picked you up bridal style, making his way towards the front door.

“anyway…” he paused. “i thought you said only one kiss?” a huge smile was plastered on his face.

“shut up.” you mumbled, head buried in the crook of his neck.

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[harrylovex]

does anyone else constantly think about how andy kissed laurie in the closet scene in defending jacob 😩😩😩😩 like the way his hand held the back of her head jesus christ

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