#i woke up and said i'm feeling smutty i guess

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 18 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 19

Summary : The tension between you and Loki finally breaks.

Warning: 18+, Sex, smutty soft smut, heartbreak and angst, mention of psychological torture, angst, insecurities, self deprecating behaviour, panic attack, praise kink

Next morning you woke up and got ready for the day before you headed out of your room, you just had a plain, slightly loose white button up shirt on along with a pair of blue jeans, nothing fancy. When Loki saw you like that reminded him of the first day he had seen you in your apartment, this is exactly what you were wearing that day as well.

"Good morning" you said as you stepped inside the kitchen area, Darcy was there too so you greeted her as well and she was nothing but jolly about it. You were kind of hoping for her to be a bitch like Melisaa. God you had issues.

"What would you like to have?" Loki asked you so you looked around and decided to have pancakes, once your plates were readied you all stepped out of the area and sat down on the dining table.

"So y/n what do you do for a living?" Darcy asked you so you nervously told her that you worked at a gym.

"Oh my god that's why you look so fit, I love that" she said to you so you smiled. Yeah, you really wanted her to be just another bitch but it wasn't going to happen it seems.

"Where are Thor and Jane and other people?" You asked them,

"Can't say what those two are upto but–" Loki spoke but he was interrupted by Darcy before he could finish,

"Really? They must have had sex all night long, I'm surprised you guys didn't hear her screaming" Darcy commented and Loki shrugged before he chuckled.

"Well I did once and that is the reason why my chamber is soundproofed, nothing goes in or out of there" Loki told her, just watching them converse with each other made you feel awful, you two used to have such playful conversations. What went wrong?

"Rest of them are on separate floors so you won't be seeing them " he told you so you nodded. Darcy's phone has started to ring so she grabbed her plate and excused herself. You were thankful for that if you were being honest with yourself.

He smiled as your eyes met with him, he was sitting right in front of you on the other side of the table.

"Sooo ummm where are we going today?" You asked him.

"I have no idea, Lady Jane is supposed to be incharge of that"

"Ohhh" you mumbled before you spoke again "She seems nice"

"Jane?"

"Darcy"

His brows raised for a moment before he hummed in agreement, even though he had assured you last night, you still felt jealous and insecure about their friendship, especially because now things between you two weren't how they used to be. Sometimes you just wished to turn back the time and have him hiding in your apartment again, that way you were the only one who actually knew him but now everybody got to have a piece of him and just the thought made you feel so selfish.

"Ummm i guess I'll go stay in my room until then..see you lo" you got up once you were done eating. Last night you had decided to do something about this complicated situation between you two but as the morning arrived it seemed impossible, all those fears that you had shoved aside had resurfaced.

"Darling?" You halted in your spot as he called out for you. You turned around to look at him and you could see the sadness in his eyes.

"You want to ..watch a film with me?"

He asked you so you smiled, your heart fluttered at the question, ofcourse you wanted to spend the time with him but you felt too afraid of your feelings for him and him not reciprocating it. Even though he had literally poured his heart out for you last night you still felt unworthy of him.

"Yesss"

He got up and stepped closer to you before you two proceeded to walk towards his room. Your hands brushed against each other accidentally so you crossed them together in the front of your chest .

He just wanted to spend alone time with you, after last night when he came back to his room he couldn't fall asleep at all knowing that you were right here just a few steps away from him. All he wanted to do was to run back to you and sleep with you by his side, he wanted to be submerged in your embrace because he knew that was the only way he would want to sleep finally.

You both sat down on the couch in his room after he drew the blinds so the room was dark. Being here felt a little weird, your face flushed every time you looked at the bed. He turned the tv on and you weren't even twenty minutes into the movie when you felt his head dropping on your shoulder. You turned your head to the side and found him fast asleep, he told you he wasn't sleeping well so you really wanted him to get his nap before the sightseeing. You stayed like that for a few minutes but having him so close to you was killing you.

"Lokii" you called out his name softly and he barely hummed before his arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled you into him, he slowly laid down and took you along with him, you didn't have much time to think, instead of having you on top of him he laid you on your side on the couch and then snuggled into you like he used to do, his hand went over your thigh and he wrapped it around his waist. That's exactly how he had cuddled you the first night, it had happened in the haze of a nightmare and in between sleep.

You were too far gone to ask him what he was doing so you just eased your arm under his neck and pulled him into you, your fingers scratched his scalp and you heard a soft little humming in response as he felt the caresses on his nape.

This is what had started the whole mess to begin with but gods if you didn't love the feeling of being able to hold him like this again.

You had no recollection when you fell asleep as well but you woke up to him staring at you.

"Ummm hii" you brought one of your hands up to rub your eyes, the action made him smile. Norns he had missed you more than anything. He flipped you underneath him, got on top of you making you chuckle nervously then he slowly sat up taking you along with him. He cupped your cheeks and placed a soft kiss on your forehead before he got up and quickly headed to the bathroom to do god knows what.

What just happened?

When he came out, you went in just to see if you needed a touchup before going out.

Thor, Jane and Darcy were waiting in the living room for you two.

"What were you two upto?" Thor asked, he had a huge smirk on his face, your eyes met with her and she seemed a little upset. Did she like him?

"We watched a movie" you answered him. Jane had the whole day planned and as soon as you all had left the tower Loki has created a charm to cast an illusion so the people will not recognise any of you. To one another all of you looked the same but for the people outside of the group he had turned everyone into a different person, it was all magical, sometimes it was all too unreal for you to believe but you understood why he was doing this. He didn't want anyone to get hurt because of him again.

At first you visited the Central park, you had always seen it in movies so it was amazing being there for real, a bunch of pictures were clicked and you made sure to get some with Loki alone.

"Wow you're so photogenic lo" you said to him as you looked at the picture on the screen of the camera Jane had brought with herself.

"So are you" you smiled as you looked at him. You didn't find much time to spend alone with him unfortunately and you couldn't help but feel dreaded by the thought that you had to leave tomorrow. Things would go back to how they were yesterday.

After dinner at night when all of you returned to the tower, you were feeling extremely tired and there was this sinking feeling in your gut that you couldn't get rid of.

He escorted you to your room and all you wanted to do was ask him to stay, you wanted him to stay with you and you were going to say something when you saw Darcy running up to him.

"Loki I need your help with the paper, you promised" he looked at you as he squeezed his eyes shut, he had promised her yesterday to help with a dissertation she was writing, he had no clue you'd be here.

"I will see you in five minutes Darcy " he told her so she nodded and walked away then he turned his attention back to you.

"Professor Loki huhh" you chuckled to hide the disappointment you were feeling at the moment and it made him smile too "Ummmm I'll go take a shower and.. sleep i guess" you said to him as you twisted the knob of your door.

"Y/n" you looked at him as he said your name "I .." he opened his mouth to say something but words died in his throat, he couldn't stop staring at you, he couldn't stop thinking about pressing you up against the door and kissing you.

"You should go help her" you faked a smile but he seemed offended by it.

"Oh should I go do that now?"'

"I mean–" before you could finish your sentence he interrupted you. You were avoiding him since yesterday and he knew why but it still hurt him.

"I will leave"

Your eyes teared up as he said that before he turned around and walked out. You didn't want him to leave, of course not but you didn't know what to say to him or how to make him stay. You stepped inside your room and sighed at the turn of events.

It has been a long day so you took a shower and changed into a nightwear, you had a pajama on with a shirt that seemed too small for your size, it was brand new so maybe it needed a wash or two.

It was hard for you to stay still, he seemed upset by you and you didn't want to leave tomorrow when things were so tensed between you two. A knock on the door made you sprint towards it to see who it might have been.

"Lo" you mumbled as you looked at him, he still had the same clothes on, his hands were into his pockets. He stepped in your room as he walked past you, he still seemed upset.

"Why are you being this way?"

"Like what?" You asked him so he turned around and glared at you.

"So dismissive" you crossed your arms as he said that.

"What do you mean?"

"You did not share with me the news of your arrival and since yesterday you are trying to just–"

"Really? Really Loki? You haven't called me in a week before that, what were you expecting from me?" You raised your voice a little and he was even more upset now.

"You could have called me as well. Did you?" You looked at him shocked as you snickered.

"No I didn't. I fucking didn't you wanna know why?" His eyes softened and whatever anger he was feeling towards you melted as soon as he noticed your voice trembling "You broke my heart out of nowhere and it hit me like a rock. I was hurt, I am still hurt and I can't get over that. So when I don't hear from you and you don't get in touch with me for days and I see you spending all your time with someone else.. i just assume that you are done with me because that's how I have been made to feel before okayyyy?" He took a deep breath as you finished speaking, this conversation needed to happen sooner than this.

"I wanted you to come with me so I could keep you safe. Why didn't you just come with me darling?" His voice sounded defeated as he questioned you.

"It's not that easy, it's my life Loki, as much as it sucked I still had a life before you came. I can't just pack my bags and move with you to a place that doesn't feel like home to me and where people come to my face to remind me that I don't deserve to be even seen with you let alone be with you. I'm not built that way and I'm soo sorry for that but I love you and I don't think I can stop loving you and I don't want to be just your friend, I want more, i always did but you left, you left me lo"

He walked towards you as you cried furiously, he cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears before he made you look up at him.

"Who said that to you, hmmm?"

"It doesn't really matter if it's the truth"

"It is nowhere near to anything true my darling. Those mortals out there? They don't know you, I do. I know what you have done for me and how much you mean to me, It is me who knows that not a second goes by where you're not in my thoughts. I try to keep myself invested in other conversations just so I won't have to think about you but I fail even then because I see you in every face, i crave for your touch on my skin and your sweet words in my ears, this morning just having you around me made me feel safe, i felt secured enough to fall asleep because I knew you were there by my side.. so please do not allow anyone to fill your head with such false notions that you belong anywhere but with me right here" you sniffled as he finished speaking.

Your constant need for assurance was one of the reasons why you didn't have anyone sticking around for you but he was still here right? He still wanted to be here but this wasn't just enough, you wanted more, you wanted all of him.

"I can't do this lo..I don't want to be without you, I want to find a way, I need to find a way because someday I don't want to lose you completely to someone else" You grabbed his wrists and pulled his hands away from your cheeks to take a step away from him "I should have said no" you crossed your arms as you said that, making his heart anxious again. What did you mean?

"No to what?" He looked at you confused and slightly scared.

"That day when you came to me and told me that you wanted to be just friends again i should have said no..i should have fought for us but instead of comforting you and easing that fear of yours i allowed my insecurities to ruin us even more" fresh tears filled his eyes as he heard that. He wished you would have said no. He smiled at the thought of you just refusing to break up with him, it was something only you could have done, probably you two might have cuddled and made up the very next moment.

"I am sorry my darling, I am sorry i have tainted our relationship with that decision but I am still where I was that day, losing you forever is not something I can afford, I can't live in a world where you don't exist"

"They don't have to know, the people out there, not just yet lo, we can go back to being how we were because we were so happy together" your voice choked on your tears because of the pain you had been feeling since the day he had left.

"We were so happy together and I want us to be happy again, I need you to be happy with me my sweetheart, I never wanted to hurt you so cruelly" he said to you so you nodded and crossed your arms together.

"So we just, ummm, go back to being friends who kiss sometimes and do other stuff, you are going to be all mine and I..well we will be patient with each other as we figure out how we are going to deal with these problems that we have and we won't leave each other no matter what happens okay?"

His heart fluttered as you said that, he had hurt you so much these past few days, he didn't even want to think how often you must have cried when you were all alone, he knew now that you must have tortured yourself with the self deprecating thoughts where you didn't feel enough for him and he hated himself knowing that he was the one to make you doubt your worth like that.

"I would love that" you looked at him shocked as he said that.

"Okay"

You put your hand forward so he chuckled before he shook on it gently.

"I have a flight at 12 in the afternoon..you want to see me off?"

"Or you just ditch that and fly alongside Thor?"

"I'm scared by his Mobonil, it's like being on the scariest rollercoaster " he chuckled as you said that.

"I promise you it's safer than that aircraft you will be on"

You took a deep breath as he said that.

"Okay" he walked towards you and cupped your cheeks and you thought he was going to kiss you so you placed your fingers on his lips.

"I just need some time to myself in order to adjust my heart to this again" he smiled as you said that.

"Alright my lady, you should get your sleep"

You nodded as he walked past you, you desperately wanted to kiss him but you needed a moment to fully absorb the situation, it felt too good to be true.

You heard your door shutting as he walked out, that's when you sat down on your bed and took a long deep breath. You didn't come here thinking things would work in your favor because they never really did.

After contemplating over it you literally yelled fuck it to yourself and stormed out, you basically ran towards his room, hoping you won't bump into anyone else. You waited impatiently as you knocked on his door and a moment later you were met with his beautiful face, he had no shirt on, his cheeks were still flushed with the tears but he didn't seem sad anymore, how did you manage to make a god like him fall in love with you?

"I don't need time" you jumped into his arms to kiss him and he immediately closed the door, there's no way you were going to spend the night sleeping in separate beds.

He put you down on his bed, the kiss never breaking in the process, his hands caressed upwards from your thighs to your torso before he placed them on your erect nipples and you felt his thumbs stroking each of them slowly, the gesture made you gasp and he used the opportunity to slip his tongue inside your warm mouth.

Your legs wrapped around his waist and he let go of your lips to allow you to breathe but he moved down towards your neck, he had to keep touching you to believe that this wasn't just a dream, he was so afraid to wake up all alone again. God you have missed his cold body against yours so badly.

"Looo" you mumbled meekly so he looked at you, his hair were all messed up and falling on your face so you tucked them behind his ears slowly..

"Fuckk me please" his eyes darkened with lust but he was also taken by surprise.

"You want me to do what?"

"I want you To fuckkk me right now lo, i need your cock so deep inside of me that I would feel it for days"

His cock hardened immediately as you said that, the sensuous tone of your voice was enough. Did he plan to have sex with the woman of his dreams tonight ? Absolutely not but he did want it more than anything else at this moment.

His fingers wrapped around the hem of your shirt so you arched your back and allowed him to take it off your body, you were not wearing anything underneath. His room was dimly lit and you were thankful for that, this felt sexy and it felt right, for once you actually wanted to be taken by the man you had on top of you, you wanted him to fuck you over and over again until you're both sated. The constant heat you shared with him was unbelievable, you were done taking it slow.

You pulled his trousers down and as soon as you had his plump cheeks under your palm you couldn't help but squeeze them, he moaned out loud as you brought one of your hands forward and grabbed his cock to stroke him slowly..

"Goddd you are magnificent Loki, you're the prettiest thing I have ever known" you bit on your lips as you looked down, his cock felt warm in your hand and he twitched with every little stroke of your fist.

He had his face hidden between the crook of your neck, his thumb caressed your bare nipples before he lowered down and sucked on them gently, you didn't know how you still haven't passed out.

He hooked his fingers in the waistband of your pajama so you lifted your hips up and he pulled it down your legs, taking your underwear along with it. He had never seen you so completely bare like this before and now he knew he was too ruined to not see you like this every night.

He slipped his hand between your legs to part them slowly, every inch of your skin tingled with anticipation of what was about to happen, you also felt a little scared because it's been a long time since you had done this.. you didn't want to disappoint him. Your fingers clutched onto his shoulders as he rubbed your wet lips slowly, his thumb moved in circles over your clit and you instantly felt the sensation building, nobody has ever made you feel this way before and now you know why.

They never had a chance to begin with.

"Looo pleasee..baby.. please i love you" you whined as you grabbed his cock in your fist again and lined it up to your entrance, the desperation you were showing him almost made him cum, before he could enter he waved his fingers and he had a condom wrapped around his cock.

"Why did you have that lo?" His face flushed as you questioned him,

"I have been carrying it in my vault since we became more than friends" you chuckled as he said that. You would have asked him if he was sleeping with other people but a part of you knew the answer already. Even though he had no obligation towards you in the last few weeks you just knew that he was still loyal to you and that sort of trust you had in him came naturally, even with all the issues and insecurities you had you were able to trust him like that.

"I love you Princess, I have never nor will I ever love again so deeply the way I love you" you gasped and moaned at the same time as he entered you in own quick motion. His cock stretched you out in an obscene manner.

"Yesss goddd yesss please" you bit on his right shoulder as his hips moved slowly against you and the action only fired him up even more. His cock touched places you didn't even know existed in you, sure you had sex but you have never been fucked so tenderly before, he was making love to you but he was also making sure that you'd be ruined forever for anyone else, he wanted you to know that nobody will ever make you feel as good as he could.

With every rhythmic thrust of his hips your breasts jiggled, the room was filled with the sound of his cock slamming against your wanting cunt, how come a mortal had such an effect on him? Why was he so malleable in your presence? He wanted to give you the world but he also wanted to corrupt you to your limits.

"I'm close baby..I'm so close" your voice again came out so whiny and that made him smile, he knew you had never came this way before so his heart soared that he was the first man who had been able to pleasure you this way.

"I know you are, I can feel you clench around me so desperately, let it go sweet thing, I got you …i got you"

The dam broke as he whispered in your ear, you knew sex would be different with him, you also knew you'd never be able to look at him the same again but you didn't know how cathartic it would feel to have his cock twitching inside you as you came, he was holding on for you and as soon as you had shattered he did too, it's been a long time since he had done this too, it's been years and he couldn't have been happier that it was with you. You wished you had the pleasure of him filling you up but you didn't want to take that risk just yet.

There were several things that needed to be discussed.

He placed his head down on your chest as he tried to catch up his breaths, it was easier for him to recover than it was for you. Godly stamina and all you figured.

He looked at you as he pressed his head up and you could only smile, then that smile turned into a laughter.

"That was…out of this world..God what was that?" You mumbled so he smiled and kissed you softly.

"Get used to it" he whispered between the kiss before he pulled out of you slowly "I will be back in a minute" you nodded as he got off you and you gawked at his toned behind as he walked away. A moment later he was back with a wet towel in his hand to clean you up, you felt well and truly fucked at the moment

"I have never had something so long and girthy inside me before.. going to feel it later" you said teasingly and he looked at you, the sly smile told you that he was pleased by the comment.

He made the towel disappear before he conjured a knitted blanket and wrapped it around you, it was black in color and he probably chose that color because you loved it. You propped up on your elbows to look at the material, just a look was enough to tell you that it was handmade, it was so soft and warm and you needed it because his room was extremely cold but then you remembered something,

"Lo?"

"Mmm" he mumbled as you questioned him

"Did you make this?"

"I did"

This is what he was making that day when you had caught him knitting.

"Thank you..it's so beautiful"

"It is?" His brows furrowed, he was always a little embarrassed of this particular interest of his, mainly because he was always ridiculed for having such a feminine interest to begin with.

"It's gorgeous.. just like you are.. i might get greedy and ask you to make more stuff for me" he smiled before he kissed you lovingly. He was going to sleep like a baby tonight.

"From now on you must get whatever you desire my princess"

Next morning you woke up slightly sore but utterly sated in every possible way. You two stood under the shower and in order to distract yourself from feeling insecure about your body in the daylight you grabbed the body wash and lathered it all around his chest but the water washed it off quickly so he turned the shower off.

You wanted to play with him and he wasn't going to deny you that. He had his arms placed on the wall behind you and his lips sucked on your neck softly so you were essentially trapped. Every inch of his muscle seemed to be carved with perfection, you could count every muscle. You rubbed the liquid soap on his back before your hands wandered and you palmed his plump ass, you felt his muscles flexing under your touch.

He sucked in a breath before he pulled away, you looked up at him so innocently but he could read the naughty thoughts you had in your head really well.

You brought your hand forward slowly, squeezed a dollop of body wash between your hands and grabbed his cock, the moan he let out was made of dreams, that particular sound will continue to haunt your lonely nights for eternity.

"Feels good baby?" You questioned you as you stroked him up and down slowly and he only hummed in response, one of your arms wrapped around his neck and he leaned down into you to hide his face between your neck then he went back to sucking on the soft skin. Your fingers traced the vein that ran on the underside of his cock from top to bottom, he was all natural down there and at this point everything about him turned you on beyond limits, even the coarse hair that trailed from his lower belly to the base of his cock was driving you crazy with dirty filthy thoughts, you wanted to go down on your knees and have your face stuffed between his legs to pleasure him.

"Darling pleasee don't stop .. please don't stop touching me"

He was so tall and intimidating but at this moment he just seemed so small as he moaned so desperately and begged you to keep touching him like this. All you wanted to do was take care of him in every possible way.

"I won't stop baby..you're such a good boy aren't you?" his arms wrapped around your waist as you said that to him. You didn't know where it came from but you knew he liked that, of course he did, he loved being coddled so it didn't really come as a surprise that he enjoyed being told how good he was being.

"You look so pretty like this, you know that?" You whispered in his ear and he squirmed in your hold, he finally lifted his head up and kissed you deeply while your hands continued to fondle him brazenly.

You increased your pace and he couldn't control himself anymore, his head pulled backwards as he enjoyed the sensations building, you watched in awe and felt hypnotized by the beauty in front of you. His mouth stayed open as strings of moans escaped his throat, he had no right to look this gorgeous, the veins in his neck strained as he was driven closer and closer to his release, he was a putty in your hands and he didn't think he wanted to be anything else. You felt his cock pulsing in your grip and you knew he was so close so you gripped his hair between your fist and pulled him closer to you to whisper in his ear

"Cum for me sweet boy"

That was his undoing, he grabbed onto the shower head above him as he came hard, you had his cock angled towards your torso and there wasn't an inch of your skin he hadn't painted with his cum. His knees felt weak and his body seemed to float with the feeling, he didn't think he would have survived this if he was just a mere mortal. You had a god like him crumble so easily with just your hands, he couldn't even imagine how good it would feel to be inside your mouth.

Once he came back to his senses, you smiled at him. Cupping his cheeks you kissed him as passionately as you could, you just wanted him to know that he was safe with you and he was free to be whosoever he wanted to be with you. You loved being his safe haven, his confidante, you loved knowing that he trusted you in this manner because you knew he wouldn't allow anyone else to see him in such a state.

Somehow you both were finally able to get out of the shower and get dressed, as you walked hand in hand into the dining room you noticed how Jane and Thor had the biggest smiles on their faces. However you did notice the saddened look on Darcy's face. You didn't need more confirmation that she was into him and she wasn't to blame because you didn't think anyone in the world could ever be strictly friends with him, you were just hoping it wasn't that serious and that she would get over it soon because you didn't want him to lose another friend. After everything that he has been through, he deserved to have people around him who genuinely cared about him.

"Congratulations buddy" she said to him and his face flushed in response.

You had to catch the flight soon but Thor insisted that he'd drop you and you won't have to waste that many hours in the plane. You were hesitant but Loki convinced you.

"I'll see you in one hour, i have to go attend this meeting but I promise I will be there" he said to you as you all reached the roof of the tower so Thor could take you back home.

"Okay come soon, I love you pretty boy" you whispered in his ear as you hugged him, the blush on his cheeks was apparent in the stark daylight.

When you came back to your apartment you couldn't stop smiling, you weren't used to things working out for you, you just wanted to twirl and dance because of the happiness you were feeling.

There was a sealed envelope in front of the main door, someone had slipped it from outside, you figured that it must have been Mrs Geller, she probably picked up your mails so you grabbed the envelope to see who it was from but it was completely blank, there was no name or address which confused you so you quickly tore the envelope and found a note in there. Your blood ran cold and goosebumps formed all over your skin as you read the content of the note and you had a feeling who it was from, the paper slipped from your hands as you read it over and over again, the implication of those words made you shiver with fear.

"Come back, I miss watching you sleep"

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Note : I know the smut came out of nowhere but that's exactly how it was planned in my head since beginning, i needed it to be this way for their first time, remember it's been like more than 7 months since they had known each other and taking it slow was not working anymore 😄

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Part 2

⊹ A modern Gwynriel College AU

⊹ Summary: Nesta has been trying to throw Azriel and Gwyn together for a while now. When a group project comes along, Nesta snags Az for their group so the pair are finally forced to interact.

To make matters more complicated, Gwyn accidentally sends the wrong document to the group, replacing the writing assignment with a smutty chapter of fanfiction.

Things only bloom from there, forcing Gwyn to either let down her walls or lose a friendship that has become important to her.

Prepare for fluff, angst, classic college tropes, and some cheesiness

⊹ Notes: Sorry this one is pretty short. But don't worry, the next chapter is like triple the length.

⊹ Warnings: Gwyn has a panic attack

⊹ Word Count: 1k

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Gwyn woke to no new notifications on her phone. That unsettled her more than any teasing responses would have. She wanted to stay in bed and hide from the world until the pain of her mistake faded. And avoid any inevitable interactions that would come from it. But she willed herself to get up and change, braid her hair, and head to her favorite campus cafe for breakfast. 

They only served their giant cinnamon rolls on Friday mornings and there was not many things that could keep her from getting one. This was her Friday ritual - spending a couple hours with whatever book she was obsessed with and one of her worn notebooks, complete with a hot mocha latte and a cinnamon roll. 

As she settled into her booth, she let out a happy sigh, glad she went out after all. It was chilly, overcast, and rainy. Perfect for a cozy breakfast and an afternoon nap. The fireplace in the far corner crackled, soft music playing throughout the room.

All of this pleasantness was interrupted by a booming voice calling her name.

“Berdara!” Connor called from across the cafe, “What the fuck was that email? You'll never hear the end of this!”

He was laughing hard at his own cleverness, at this gift that would supply him with months of material. He turned back to his friends, most likely explaining the joke, as they turned toward her a moment later and howled with laughter. The cashier snapped something in their direction and the group of them shuffled out into the cold. 

Gwyn sat still, frozen. This was exactly what she didn't want. Connor would make good on his promise and she knew it. Boys like him were not easily deterred, only spurred on by protests. She had handed him an opportunity on a silver platter and there was no way he wouldn't take it. 

This was feeling too familiar. This was feeling very, very bad.

“Hey,” A softer voice met her ears. Gwyn turned and found herself looking up into kind hazel eyes. 

“You saw that?” She asked, a lump forming in her throat. She willed herself to keep it together, but her body did not seem to be listening. Her heart hammered, fingers numbing as reality drifted away.

“Yeah, I thought I would check on you,” Azriel said, smile fading as he watched her struggle to get enough air. In spite of herself and her pleading, Gwyn's face crumpled.

“Oh, no, hey hey hey,” Azriel swiveled, dumping his things on the table. He gently picked up one of her hands and guided her from the seat. Then he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her out the side door of the cafe. 

Gwyn could barely see through the blur of tears, but she found herself sitting beside Azriel on a bench in some shaded corner. The world seemed a little bit quieter, here, and she could finally take a deep enough breath. 

“Don't listen to him,” Azriel said, his voice low and soft, “He's an idiot.”

“I'm guessing you opened the document,” Gwyn said between sniffles, keeping her gaze on the grass. Though when a tanned hand entered her field of vision holding a tissue, she took it. 

“I will say you had me hooked with that subject line,” Gwyn could hear the laughter in his voice, “I was curious. But I figured it out pretty fast and stopped reading.”

Gwyn groaned and buried her head in her hands. At least he didn't bring up any details. Like how the character she had written about was tall and muscled with dark curly hair.

“Hey, it's okay,” He said, so kindly it made her chest ache. “We've all done stuff like that before.”

She looked up to give him an incredulous look, and for a moment Azriel's breath caught in his throat. He was not often the sole subject of her gaze but it left him speechless every time. Even if she was scolding him with her teal eyes, telling him she didn't believe him. He blinked a few times and tried to pull himself back together.

“Seriously,” His lips spread into a crooked grin, “Once Cassian sent a nude to his aunt.”

“Oh,” Gwyn smiled at her lap, “Okay, that's pretty bad.”

“What if I do something embarrassing to make you feel better? Then it'll be even between us.”

Gwyn tilted her head at him, studying his face for any teasing, any spark of something non genuine. But his face was open and honest. And far more alluring than she wanted to admit. Perhaps that's why she pushed away the thoughts of wondering why he would bother to do that for her. It didn't matter why. She wanted to take the opportunity anyway. 

“This is worth more than one embarrassing thing. A hundred, maybe.” She shook her head, biting back a smile and trying to look solemn. It almost startled her how easy he was to talk to. This was not a trait she encountered often.

“What about three?” He said, matching her solemnity, gaze burning into her.

“You actually mean it?” 

“Of course I do,” He grinned, and Gwyn noticed his dimples for the first time. Of course he had dimples.

She thought for a moment, wondering what thing she could propose first that might make him squirm. 

“For the first one, can I put eyeliner on you before class?” She squinted, waiting to see if he'd scoff and protest. His grin only spread. 

“Sure,” He chuckled. “You intend to take my offer, then?”

“We'll see how the first one goes.”

She looked away, needing a break from the intensity of his stare. She had definitely not suggested eyeliner just to see if it would make his golden eyes pop even more. Certainly not. 

Instead of looking back at him and risking a blush, she took in the little corner he had brought her to, behind the cafe. They sat side by side on a worn wooden bench, facing the lawn that stretched between the cafe and the library. No sidewalk passed through here, shielding the spot from foot traffic. Two trees intertwined above them, showering the pair in jewel-toned foliage with every breeze. 

“How'd you know about this spot?” Gwyn asked. 

“I know all the best spots on campus to have panic attacks,” Azriel said, smiling softly. 

“You showed up at a good time.”

“You have Friday morning cinnamon rolls to thank for that.”

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[electric-cross]

I Missed You

Pairing: Darius Tehrani x Female Reader

Warnings: General Smut, unprotected sex.

Word Count: 2.8k

I'm not gonna sugar coat this, it's a slightly romantic, smutty fic. If you're not down with smut, you might wanna leave.

It was the middle of the night. You had been asleep for a few hours when you felt the blanket being lifted up and the bed shift next to you. Slowly, you turned and opened your eyes, adjusting to the slightest bit of light coming in from the window. You could faintly make out the shape of your boyfriend getting settled in next to you.

“Darius? What are you doing here? I thought you weren’t gonna be back until morning?”

“Sorry, babe. Didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”

You slid closer to him, “No, it’s fine. I’m glad you’re here. I’m just confused.”

He put an arm around you as you rested your head on his chest, “We got an earlier flight, but I guess I forgot to let you know. Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I’m so happy you’re home,” you yawned before placing a small kiss on his bare chest.

“Me too. I missed you,” he said as he slowly stroked one hand along your back.

You hummed at the feeling, “I missed you too. How was the tour?”

He rested his hand on your hip, “It was great. We played some of our best shows yet. I’ll tell you about it in the morning.”

He yawned, barely brushing his fingertips along your waist. His touch could be so soft. It surprised you early in the relationship when you discovered just how gentle he could be. He was so aggressive in his music and even slightly in his personality. Of course, he was definitely rough with you when the situation called for it, and it often did, but even still, he could be soft and romantic and loving with you. Only you.

You soaked in the sensation of his big, tattooed hand tracing lightly against your hip, sighing into the softness of his chest hair, “I don’t wanna wait until morning. I want to hear about it now.”

He yawned again, “Babe, it’s so late and I already woke you up. Can’t it wait?”

“Darius, we’ve been apart for weeks. I don’t want to go back to sleep. I want to stay up for a while with you. It feels like an eternity since we last spent time together.”

He chuckled, “I know. I want to spend time with you too, but you really should get some sleep.”

“Please? We can do whatever you want and sleep in a little late in the morning. Let’s be together for just a little while, and I promise I’ll go back to sleep and we can save the rest for tomorrow.”

He laughed, a little louder this time, “You know you shouldn’t say things like that to me.”

“What? Why?” you asked.

You felt his fingers dip under the loose t-shirt you’d been sleeping in. His fingertips now slowly stroking the soft skin of your flesh.

“Because, if you say we can do whatever I want, I think you know where that leads.”

You grinned in the darkness. You should have known his mind would wander to that. He had a pretty healthy sexual appetite and he seemed almost insatiable for you. You couldn’t count how many times a seemingly innocent conversation or interaction with him had led to you, naked and folded into various positions.

Suddenly, you realized just how long it had been and how much your body had missed him. The feeling on your hip started to tingle under his touch. You were starting to have more of an interest in touching him than talking to him. You were happy to let him have his way, yet again.

“Oh, yeah?” you asked coyly, “Where is this leading?”

He slid his hand further up your shirt, grazing the skin of your ribs, “You know where this is going, baby.”

You slowly trailed your hand from his chest down to the hem of his boxer briefs, “Nope. I don’t think I do. Maybe you should tell me. Or show me.”

Without saying a word, he lightly grabbed your hand and pushed it further down, until you were brushing your hand over his clothed cock. He wasn’t hard yet, but with the way he was moving your hand back and forth against him, you knew it wouldn’t be long.

“Weeks apart, and you still wanna tease me. Why do you like torturing me, baby?” he sighed, still moving your hand.

You giggled, “Because it’s fun.”

“It’s not fun for me.”

“Yes, it is. You love it.”

He groaned softly as his cock started to harden, “Okay, maybe I don’t hate it.”

You giggled again, taking control with your hand and rubbing him a bit more forcefully, “See? You do like it.”

“I’d like it even more if you stopped toying with me and just touched me,” he replied.

You kissed his chest again, dipping your hand into his briefs, “Okay, baby.”

You grabbed his cock in your hand and gave it a light squeeze, making him hiss. Pulling him out of his underwear, struggling to wrap your entire hand around him. He was big, and he knew it. He could be pretty cocky about it sometimes, but it kind of turned you on. You knew this huge cock was only for you, and if he wanted to brag about it a little while he fucked you, who were you to complain?

You slowly pumped your hand up and down his shaft, eliciting a few small groans from him, “Fuck, I missed you baby. I missed you so much.”

“Then show me,” you challenged.

He groaned once more before taking your hand off of him, then quickly pulling his underwear off his body leaving him completely naked. He then leaned over to the bedside table and flipped on a small lamp, further illuminating the room with a faint glow.

“You know I like to see you, sweetheart. Especially after all this time apart.”

You smiled at him, “I love seeing you like this. You’re so fucking hot, Darius.”

You knew that would get him. He loved hearing you say his name, especially in this context. He wasted no time in climbing over you, softly pushing you onto your back and nestling himself between your legs.

“Angel, you’re the hottest fucking woman I’ve ever seen,” he said before dipping down to give you a slow, deliberate kiss.

You closed your eyes and felt your body simultaneously sink into the mattress under his weight and somehow float upward into him. Wrapping your arms around his neck and threading your fingers in his hair, you kissed him back with the same passion and intensity he was showing you. You could kiss this man’s soft, plump lips for hours, and you had on many occasions. He was your kryptonite, everything about him, but those lips had a way of making you come undone.

You sighed into his kiss and he moaned back, he knew the effect he had on you, because you had the same on him. It drove him wild to know how turned on by him you always were. He parted his lips and softly licked along your bottom lip, as if asking permission to slip it into your mouth. You happily obliged, opening your mouth just enough for him to push his tongue inside. You met his tongue with yours and languidly rolled them together. Tightening your fingers in his hair, you began kissing him with more vigor. You could feel yourself starting to get wet.

As if he somehow knew, he pulled away and sat back on his knees, towering over you.

“I need to see you, baby,” he said as he began removing your shirt, leaving you in nothing but panties.

Your nipples were hard and panties soaked from the way he was looking at you. Eyes staring straight at your breasts. You felt vulnerable and exposed in the best way, loving the way he stared at your semi nude body.

“Fuck, sweetheart. I don’t think I realized just how much I missed you,” he groaned.

You smiled sweetly at him, “Well, you’re home now. You don’t have to miss anything.”

You watched his eyes as you slowly pulled down your panties, exposing yourself to him. His gaze followed your movements as he licked his lips, watching you remove the garment completely. You lay naked beneath him and spread your legs as wide as you could, ensuring he got a proper view of your glistening sex.

“Fuck,” was all he said before he leaned back into you and kissed you hard.

He was done messing around. He needed to touch you. To taste you. Fuck you. He continued kissing you with direct fervor as one of his hands snaked over to your exposed breast. Grabbing it, he began to knead it in the palm of his hand, never breaking the kiss. He pinched your nipple softly and moaned when you gasped against his lips. He knew how to make you want him. To break you. He knew your body almost as well as you did.

He continued squeezing your breast as he trailed soft kisses across the side of your face and down to your neck. He kissed the spot behind the hollow of your ear and you let out a little moan. He kissed it again and again. Each time, a little harder than the last. He dipped out his tongue and lightly licked the skin of your throat. You wrapped your fingers in his hair once again and closed your eyes, savoring the feeling of him. He began sucking on your neck, probably trying to leave marks. He loved hickies and bruises and bitemarks. He liked knowing you were his and he was yours.

You moaned at the tightness you began feeling between your legs. His mouth doing wonders on your throat. Eventually, he started kissing your neck again before trailing down your collarbone and down to the same breast he had been kneading. His mouth made contact with your nipple and you shivered. He flicked the bud with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. He sucked hard, as if determined to elicit a reaction from you. It worked. You practically pulled at his hair from the sensation of him biting down on your nipple. You thought he might bite it off, but you still wanted him to bite harder. 

After his assault on your breast, he kissed across your chest, stopping to place a long, sweet kiss over your heart, before doing the same to the other one. You were getting dizzy from what he was doing and he’d barely done anything. He had so much power over you, but you knew that you had the same effect on him. This would be his turn. His turn to be in control, to dominate, to make your head swim. You’d take charge in the morning.

After sucking on your breasts, he began kissing down your body. Trailing his lips along your stomach, over your pubic bone and to the top of your mound. He wasted no time furthering his journey, and soon he was kissing your pussy. You gasped at the feeling of his lips on your aching cunt. He’d barely kissed it and you were already feeling feral.

“Darius, please…”

“Okay, baby,” he said quietly.

He parted your folds with his tongue and began giving slow, soft licks to your swollen clit.

“Oh, my god…” you began as he quickened his pace, “Darius that feels so fucking good.”

He responded by sucking on it, causing you to gasp even louder and let out a moan, “Oh, fuck. Shit.”

He continued his assault on your clit, moaning into it as he ate for dear life. You could tell he had started touching himself while he pleasured you. You knew he wouldn’t last long. He’d be inside you in no time.

Your moans picked up the more he gave you, including slipping a finger inside. You felt his finger curl, hitting that sweet spot. The sensation was overwhelming. You felt like you could cum at any moment.

Your moans grew louder, then turned to whimpers, “Darius, please, baby. Please fuck me. I need you so badly. Fuck.”

He groaned into your pussy before stopping completely. You almost protested at the lack of contact before realizing that he was positioning himself between your legs. You could see his cock looking angry and leaking precum. He needed you as badly as you needed him. Without wasting time, he lined his cock up with your entrance and slowly pushed inside.

“Oh, fuck…” he groaned, shutting his eyes and leaning his head up to the ceiling, “Fuck, I need you so bad, sweetheart.”

You whined, as if begging him to start fucking you. He gladly took the hint and began slowly thrusting himself in and out. His eyes closed in pure focus. You arched your back and pushed your cunt into him, wrapping your arms around his back. You were determined to be properly fucked by this man. He opened his eyes and met yours.

“That’s my good girl. You know what I like.”

You moaned unabashedly, loving the pet name he called you in times like these.

“Such a good girl,” he groaned while quickening his pace.

You threw your head back and shut your eyes, relishing every moment and feeling this man was giving you, just like always. The friction in your cunt causing waves of pleasure to spill out. He pulled your chin down to face him. His pupils blown wide from lust as he leaned into you and crashed his lips into yours again. Swallowing each other’s moans, he kissed you with less finesse and more urgency, dying to make as much contact with you as he could.

His kisses traced the line of your jaw before stopping at your ear, “You like this baby?”

“Yeah…” you whined.

“Yeah? Does it feel good?”

You moaned again, “God, yes.”

He reached down and lifted one of your legs, pinning your knee near the side of your head, “Yeah? How ‘bout now?”

“Oh!” you practically shouted, “Fuck yes, that feels so fucking good, Darius.”

He groaned, if not growled, directly into your ear. The sound shooting straight to your throbbing pussy.

Quickening his pace, he kept toying with you, “You always feel so fucking good, baby. Fuck. So tight and wet just for me. I’m gonna cum so hard inside you.”

“Oh, my god. Fuck,” you responded, words beginning to escape you.

He could tell by the way you moaned and the way your body was tightening around him that you wouldn’t last much longer. He fucked you harder, slamming his cock into you. You were sure he’d leave bruises on your pelvic bone. He stuck his tongue in your ear and you let out a loud moan. He, once again, growled into your ear, this time louder and more animalistic. He couldn’t take much more either and he pulled himself up and now pushed your other leg back to replicate the other. Both knees on either side of your head and he was plunging into you with ferocity and desperation.

“Shit, baby,” he whined as your moans grew louder, practically screaming.

You leaned your head back and closed your eyes once more, feeling yourself getting close, “Fuck, Darius. Oh my god, baby, I’m gonna cum.”

As if on cue, he grabbed your chin again, forcing you to meet his gaze, “Look at me, angel. I wanna look in those pretty eyes when you cum.”

That was all it took. Soon, you were coming undone beneath him.

“Darius! Oh! Fuck!” you shouted, convulsing under him, struggling to keep your eyes locked onto his.

“Oh fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum,” he moaned, also having difficulty keeping his eyes open.

You were still in the midst of an orgasm when Darius exclaimed, and you knew he was cumming inside of you. Both of you, moaning and writhing. Eventually, his thrusts slowed, then stopped. You were shaking and trying to catch your breath when he gently lowered your legs back down onto the bed. Then came the part you both hated, he pulled out of you. You whimpered at the empty feeling you felt once he was completely outside. He, too, was a shaking mess struggling to regulate his breathing when he lazily lowered himself onto his back next to you.

“Shit, sweetheart. I REALLY missed that. You’re gonna have to start visiting me on tour because I don’t think I can go that long again without you,” he breathed.

You cuddled back into his chest like you had previously, “I would love that. I hate being apart so long.”

“I know, baby, we won’t make that mistake again. Now, you promised that we’d get some sleep.”

“I know. After that, I’m ready to sleep again, anyway.”

He wrapped his arm around you once more, “Good. We’ll talk in the morning. Love you.”

You yawned, “Love you too.”

“Goodnight, angel.”

“Goodnight, Darius.”

#Darius tehrani fanfiction #Darius tehrani fanfic #spite fanfiction #spite fanfic #Darius tehrani x reader #Darius tehrani x female reader

[alpacasandravens]

First Lines Game

I was tagged in this by @theevilcactus because even though they are banned from reading my fics I guess she wants to hear about them anyway? Most of these fics are smutty so.

Rules: List the first line of your last 10 (posted) fics and see if there's a pattern.

I'm going to go with 1 being most recent and 10 being oldest, though I admittedly haven't written anything in a hot minute AND didn't post one thing I wrote over winter.

Fic 1: baby let's go

Jonathan woke up feeling… strange. His skin prickled, and the fabric of his shirt felt too rough while his sheets felt too soft

Fic 2: The 10 Years of Blackgate (to the tune of The 12 Days of Christmas)

Wintertime doesn’t mean much to Oswald anymore. Time doesn’t really pass in Blackgate.

Fic 3: Idolatry

It was at times like these that Eli wondered why God had brought Victor Vale into his life. Sometimes, he thought it had been the devil, that maybe Victor was a devil, deep down.

Fic 4: curiosity

Victor had never been interested in sex. Or, rather, he’d never been interested in having it.

Fic 5: Monsters

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Fic 6: Anatomy Lessons

The first time Jonathan saw Jervis’s dick, he stared at it for a solid three minutes, unmoving and silent. To say this was off-putting would be an understatement.

Fic 7: A Study in Wanting

Sex was nothing like Jervis had imagined.

Fic 8: a new day

“Jonathan?” Jervis called nervously. 

Scarecrow’s section of the Dark Zone seemed darker than usual, even in the daytime. 

Fic 9: Variations on a Theme

It wasn’t that Jonathan was bad at kissing. The act itself he was fine at, he thought. 

Fic 10: Every Kiss Begins With...

“I should like to kiss you.” Jonathan said this in a tone void of inflection. He could have chosen to emphasize the “I like” or the “should,” either of which would have created an entirely different sentence. As it was, it was completely impossible to determine his meaning.

Well. That's all 10 posted fics, which is everything from Christmas 2022 to NYE 2023. No fics in 2024 yet :(

I don't see much of a pattern in terms of common openers but boy was I interested in ace characters fucking!!! 7/10 fics here are about asexual characters having weird sex. And another one is an asexual character engaging in weird violence which is a metaphor for sex. Nothing to see here. Off to write some more asexual characters in (sexual) situations!

I honestly don't know who has 10 posted fics on ao3 - maybe @sexysmeagolshitposting ? @steveuschrist ?

#ask game #this was so much fun

[mego42]

ahem more dirty talk a la now use both hands, maybe in a car hmmmm

well, it’s not in a car but it is in front of a mirror. please enjoy this context-free drabble thing I wrote instead of working on song edits OOPS

send me a fic you’d wish i’d write and maybe (though probs not, this was a one off and I didn’t even follow directions) i’ll write you a snippet

“Nuh uh, you gotta keep watching, ma.”

Beth blinks her eyes open, slow and sticky, rolling her head from where it’s dropped back against his shoulder so she can see them, unobstructed in the full-length mirror in front of her. 

Her skin’s flushed all over her body, a whole spectrum ranging from the dainty pink in her flushed cheeks to a darker blush of her pebbled nipples to the furious red where the delicate skin of her inner thighs has been scraped nearly raw by his beard. She can see her trembling muscles in her wide-spread legs, can feel the sweet, aching burn in them as she bites her lip and keeps up the smooth, rolling rhythm, her eyes fixed once more on the way the deep rose of her cunt swallows his cock.

“You see that,” Rio says, and Beth sees the shiver that races through her body at the deep rumble of his voice right in her ear. “You see how good you take my cock.”

He has his chin hooked over her shoulder, watching the show, his own eyes dark and hooded, intent on the sight of the two of them moving together. They’re perched on the end of Beth’s bed, facing the mirror she’d bought when she’d finished filling out her house. He’s got his hands hooked under her thighs, his long, elegant fingers digging into her soft skin, holding her legs wide and also helping her move, lifting her up and letting her down when it’s too much for her, and she falls back against him.

He won’t let her close her eyes, though. 

“Look at your pretty pink cunt, split open around me.” He pushes her up, higher until only the tip’s inside her, and she clenches, aching at the lack of him.

Beth makes a wordless, gasping, and guttural sound in the back of her throat, and she sees his teeth gleam as he grins wide.

“Patience, mami,” Rio croons, pressing his face against hers, stubble scratching lightly against her jaw. “It’s better if you wait for it.”

He holds her there, balanced on her tip-toes, her hands fluttering from her knees to her hips, to tangle in the sheets bunched up around them, and she tugs, trying to pull herself down, but his grip’s unyielding, the force of him unmovable.

“You want it?”

The noise Beth makes is more of a sob than anything else. She figures it gets the sentiment across, but Rio tsks, shaking his head, his smile going sly.

“Need to hear you say it.”

It’s habit that has her setting her jaw and biting her tongue, and there are his teeth again, flashing in response.

He bucks his hips a little, enough that she feels him slide deeper, and then he’s gone, only just barely inside her at all this time.

“Say you want my cock, Elizabeth,” he says, burying his face in her neck, his breath warm on her collarbone.

He peeks out from under her hair, and they both watch as he shifts his grip, running a finger along the lips of her cunt and they can both see the wetness gathered on the tip of it when he pulls it away. 

“We both know you do.”

Beth rolls her hips, taking advantage of the change in his hold to push herself back down on him. He laughs, biting lightly on her shoulder, then lifts her legs further up, draping them over his so his knees hold her open, angling his own hips, so he slides nearly all the way out again.

Beth’s breath hisses out between her teeth, so sharp it’s almost a whine at the new position. Her feet are off the ground, and all she can do is rock back and forth, and she does, close to weeping at the not enough friction of the movement.

“All you gotta do is say it, Elizabeth, and I’ll fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk right for the rest of the weekend.”

That pleased, sly smile is back as he takes advantage of not having to hold her up with his hands anymore. One comes up, cupping her breast, and she gasps at the sight and sensation of his fingers pinching her nipple. The other runs down over her thigh, resting heavily just over her cunt, holding her to him. He spreads his fingers and his pinky brushes over her clit, and she jerks and dances as electric sparks race up her spine. 

“Please.” 

It comes out so raw and torn; Beth doesn’t even recognize her voice at first. 

“Please what?” He draws a circle around her clit, scraping his fingernail ever so lightly along the side of it, and for a second, Beth’s vision goes white.

“Please fuck me,” she whispers.

He grins, bright and victorious, shifting his hold, so he has her by the waist.

“Okay.”

#fic wishlist meme #i woke up and said i'm feeling smutty i guess #i'm gonna go drink some coffee now and turn my brain on so i can actually do edits #listen the likelihood of dirty talk featuring in my brio fic is fairly high #it just fits them idk #my fic #shut up meg

[falcqns]

I know that I'm boring and that you'll probably block me if I request something again, but you're the only one who always writes request, so thanks in advance. ❤💕 Well, I thought of this, Henry as my husband entered the bedroom where I'm in bed with Kal sleeping barely covered by a blanket in panties only because I started to sleep like this like Henry. It can be always smutty smut like you perfectly write it. ❤

Big Brat

Pairing: Henry Cavill x Reader

Warnings: Smut! Fluff, bratty Henry (like big brat), use of sign language, slight angst at the end 

A/N: I would never block you love! I absolutely love getting requests! I’m sorry this took so long to get to, I just started my second semester of college, and I have way more classes, plus a baby and some other drama which I’ll probs rant about later lmao. I hope you enjoy!

Henry had been downstairs in his office, playing Cyberpunk for hours. Due to an injury on set, he couldn't film, so he was stuck at home. You had hung out with him for a few hours while he played, but eventually made your way upstairs when you became too tired.

“Text me when you’re done so I can help you up the stairs, kay?” You had asked. He agreed with a smile. His injury wasn’t too bad, but he still had trouble going up and down the stairs, and his pain got worse at night, so you made it your full time job to help him. 

However, you should have known he wouldn’t listen. While he was grateful for your help, when he glanced at the clock and saw that it read 2:13 am, he knew he wouldn't wake you. He wasn’t THAT injured. 

He saved the game, and turned off the computer before slowly limping his way out of his office. He glanced around the downstairs of his home, and didn't see Kal, so he knew that the big bear was upstairs with you. He took a deep breath before making the journey up the stairs. 

He walked into the room, and his breath caught in his throat. You were nestled under the covers, with Kal snoring beside you. You had pulled the majority of the blanket to your chest, and had your right arm and right leg thrown over top of it, cuddling it. His eyes made the journey from your face, down your body, and stopping when he noticed you weren't wearing any pants, only blue panties.

He let out a low groan, and quickly stripped out of his clothes, before sitting down on the bed in his boxers.

He pet Kal in between the ears, gently coaxing the Akita awake.

The bear let out a low growl before turning to look at his dad in annoyance, sending a chuckle through Henry’s chest. 

“Sorry, buddy, daddy’s gotta go to bed so you have to move,” He whispered, and watched in amusement as the dog grunted in annoyance, but complied, jumping off the bed and making his way to his own.

Kal jostled the bed as he jumped off, which woke you up. 

“Henry? Why didn't you text me?” You asked, and watched as he slowly laid his body down, gripping his injured leg and easing it up and onto the bed.

“You were asleep, I didn’t want to disturb you,” He reasoned, as his head hit the pillow.

You sighed in annoyance, propping your arm up on your elbow, your head in your hand.

“You could have hurt yourself more,” 

Henry scoffed, and ran his fingers through your hair. “But I didn't,” He whispered, and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips. You smiled into the kiss, your annoyance melting away the second his skin touched yours. “God, you look beautiful.” He mumbled into the kiss, his left hand running up your legs and coming to rest on top your panty covered hip.

You giggled whilst pulling away. 

“Hen, your doctor said no strenuous activity for a least two weeks while your leg heals,” You reminded him, a knowing smile on your face. His head fell back once more, before sighing. “You don’t want to have to tell Lauren that you can't film for even longer because you had sex with your wife and hurt your leg even more, do you?” 

He gave you a side eye look. “No.” You chuckled as he covered his bare chest with his arms, crossing them. “it’s not fair,” He complained.

You rolled your eyes, and laid down. “Sometimes life isn't, my dear.” All you got was a grunt in response.

You rolled over, laughing at your husbands childish antics. You threw the comforter over your body, and tossed some to him, choosing to ignore the way he pushed it off moments later, obviously deciding to be a brat about the whole situation. 

“I love you,” You said in a singsong voice.

“No, you don't.” He grunted, a sniffle following moments later. You flipped over and almost laughed in annoyance at what you saw. He had his arms crossed over his chest still, his eyebrows were furrowed in annoyance, and tears were streaming down his cheeks.

“Are you seriously crying because I won't fuck you?” 

He snapped his head to glare at you. “Yes,”

“Why?” You asked, exasperated at his attitude.

“Because, I walked in and saw my beautiful wife wearing the blue panties I bought for her while filming Mission, and she won't even let me sleep with her because I’ll ‘hurt myself’,” He said, putting the last two words in air quotes.

“First of all, you're being a brat, second of all, you will hurt yourself.”

He scoffed again before answering. “No, I won't!”    

You breathed out through your nose before continuing. “Hen, that’s exactly what you said about the stupid stunt! And guess what, you hurt yourself, which is why we’re in this stupid situation.”

He sighed, before rolling over, you following and rolling to the other side.

You felt him roll back a few minutes later and had to mentally prepare yourself for the sheer stupidity that was sure to spill from his mouth.

“You could ride me.”

You eyes flew open, and your body flipped to face him again. 

“What?”

“You heard me.” “Obviously I heard you, you dingus, but no, I am not doing that.” “Please?” He begged.

You laid down again, and closed your eyes. “I’ve said no. You haven't listened to a word I’ve said, argued about every little thing, and are refusing to stop being a brat and just go to sleep! Its almost 3 am,”

He sighed again, and you felt your patience running out. “But, baby-” He began to say before you lost it.

You sat up and threw the blankets off of you before tugging off the panties and tossing them on the floor. You pushed Henry on his back and climbed on him.

“Shut up.” You demanded, and he opened his mouth to speak, but you cut him off, your hand slapping to his mouth. “I said shut up. You’ve pissed me off, so I’m going to ride you until I cum, and then I’m going to bed. I don't give two shits wether or not you finish. Now. Shut. Up.”

His eyes widened, and his hands ran up your legs, before you slapped one of them.

“You don't get to talk, you don’t get to touch. You’re in trouble, this is your punishment.” He sighed in annoyance, but accepted his fate.

You fished him out of his underwear and to your surprise, he was rock hard. You pumped him a few times, and glared up at him when he let out a moan.

“I said no talking!”

He opened his mouth to speak, but decided not to, instead communicating through sign language.

‘Thats not talking.’ He signed. You mentally cursed yourself for helping him learn sign language when he saw you communicating with a child at work who was deaf.

“No sounds.” You growled. He rolled his eyes and brought his straight hand up from his neck to his chin and pointing at you.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck you too,” You said, before guiding him inside you.

You didn't give him time to adjust being inside you, instead you immediately started bouncing on him, and letting out moans.

Henry had his eyes squeezed shut, and his lip was trapped in between his teeth in an attempt to silence his moans. His hands were balled up and gripping the bedsheets underneath him as well.

You chuckled at him and stopped bouncing to grind your hips against his.

“If you would have waited until tomorrow morning, I would have willingly rode you,” You growled out, the pleasure from riding him quickly growing in your lower belly. “But, no, you had to be a stubborn little shit and piss me off.”

Henry locked eyes with you, pleading you to let him touch you. 

“I said no.” You grunted, riding him even faster. You could feel your clit catching on his hip every once in a while, and it was slowly bringing you to the edge.

By the look on Henry’s face, he was close too, but you didn't care about his pleasure. He had been selfish, now it was your turn.

You bounced on him as fast as you could, your head thrown back, and your hands gripping your husbands large pecs.

“Fuck, even when I’m mad at you, you still make me feel so fucking good,” You cried out. You were teetering on the edge, so you reached your hand in between your legs and rubbed your clit quickly, which threw you over the edge.

You came on Henry, crying and rocking, the waves of pleasure that crashed down on you seemly never-ending. 

You felt him tense up just as you were coming down from your high, and immediately moved off of him. He stared at you in confusion as you grabbed your panties off the ground and slipping them on, before grabbing your phone and walking towards the door.

You turned back to look at him. “I’m still very mad at you, so I’m sleeping in the guest room. If you touch yourself, I will not sleep with you until you’ve finished filming.” You said, before walking out the door, letting it slam shut behind you.

Henry sighed in desperation, but let you go. He’d make it up to you tomorrow, but he was too tired to do anything tonight, even finish himself off.

He rolled on his side carefully, and cuddled your pillow into his chest. He drifted off to the thought of you, wishing you were sleeping next to him.

#henry cavill #henry cavill smut #henry!holmes #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill fluff #wow he was bratty in this #idk where this came from #my inner demons are out to play oof #fluff #smut #angst

[itspdameronthings]

Cant Be alone

Summary: Okay here is the deal. seen a pic on my feed. thought about writing a smutty fic. All because im on the pms train. Which means my mind is on the horny side. With that being said. the story is about Benny needing comfort.

Warning: 18+ no minors

Has been a few days since Benny came back from Columbia. Noticed he hasn't been able to sleep. Would toss and turn in his sleep.All he could think about he would never be able to be with you. You felt like he would squeeze the air out of you when he hugged you at the airport. Would cling to you. Never letting you out of his site.

Later on that night. Heard him whimper for you. Which woke you up from your deep sleep. Moving closer towards Benny. Had him to relax on top of you. Let him settle down enough. Slowly touching his bare skin. While touching your bare skin as well. Feel his breath on your neck. Gently kiss your neck again," I'll never leave you again my baby.Im done with that kind of shit. All I thought about was getting that money. Then we lost Tom. My thought was getting back to you. Did I tell you I dream about you?" Rubbing his back,and waist," A few times baby. So did I, baby. I Want you home with me again. Guess now we both need to touch each other. Make sure we are real. I know you want to do that baby boy of mine." Benny looks into your eyes," you sure? I might hurt you. " Guiding his hand to where you want to be touched," I'm not a fragile baby. So do what you need to do with me. "

He feels your hand going down to her folds. Noticed she is wet for him. Kiss your lips deeply, " love how you are wet for me love. Let me help you get yourself ready for my aching cock baby." You closed your eyes, but he won't let you. Want you to watch him pleasure you. Grinding his fingers inside you. Gently biting your neck. Then work his way down to your breasts. Arching your back," stop teasing me sweetheart! Need you inside me! Been dreaming about you raming me. I know you want to baby!" Benny tells you to wait. Want to savor your skin into his memory.

Lining up his tip. Kiss your lips, " so you are ready for me darlin? Ready for me to make you feel good baby? Tell me sweetheart you are ready for me!" Panting," please baby ! Get inside me! Make me cum!" Benny takes no time to thrust inside you. Holding onto his body against you. Didn't want him to let him go. Finally at long last he hits that spot when he lifts your leg up. Told him not to move. Feeling him thrust one more time until he cums inside you. Feeling it dripping down your leg. Goes to kiss your inner thighs to taste himself on you. Holding onto him,and playing with his hair as he lays his head on your shoulder," feel better my baby? " He let out a deep sigh. Tracing patterns on your arm," feelin better baby. Don't mind if I lay on top of you? " kisses his head, " yes you may my benny bear. Not leaving you alone with this. If you need to lay like this all the time? Just do it. Love holding you. Help you with your demons." Both of you slowly falling asleep in each other's embrace. Never want to let each other go ever again.

#triple frontier #benny miller x reader #garret hedlund

[xmxisxforxmaybe]

Hi! You're by far my favorite writer for the man himself so I wanted to ask you.. can we plleeasse get a super sweet and passionate morning sex smutty-fluffer with Mr. Washington? Maybe the two of them had a stressful week at work/school or something and they decided to drive up to the lodge to escape by themselves for a long weekend together?? I'm on a massive Josh kick right now, there isn't enough love for him 😫😫

13. sleepy sex 14. being ridden

Another perfect place to answer two requests—I’m feeling accomplished! I love you all so much 💋

Also, this sucker is almost 3,000 words. I SWEAR I try to answer your prompts quickly on days like this, but sometimes, a story happens. Well, if this can even be considered a “story” 😆

* * * * *

Every year, Josh Washington hosted one hell of a summer-kick-off party at his parents’ lodge. He watched the weather like he was auditioning for a job on the local news, carefully choosing the warmest, clearest day. Despite the label of “summer,” the temperature in the Rockies at the lodge only ever flirted with anything near 75°F (23°C) yet Josh insisted, every year, that it was a “pool party” and that guests shouldn’t wear much more than a swimsuit.

At least that’s what your mutual friend, Chris, had explained to you.

It had been a stressful final month of school—exams, moving out of your dorm and back home with your parents, finding a summer job—so when Josh finally chose a date for the party, you requested the weekend off and offered to help him get things set up.

Josh eyed you suspiciously, considering that you and he had been engaged in a sort of “will they, won’t they” dance for the past few months. You were locked in a battle wondering if he just wanted to check you off his list as another notch in his bedpost, and he was wondering if you even liked him as more than a flirting buddy, considering you seemed to have quite a lot of those.  

“You sure?”

“Totally!”

Josh took your phone and typed in the address for the lodge. “Can you come up Thursday? That way we have all day Friday to get ready.”

You nodded and plucked your phone out of his hand, but not before he tightened his grip, making you look up and smile at him as you tugged on it.

“Gimme. Or I won’t come up at all.”

Josh released his grip with his trademark grin before he schooled his features into a contortion of pain as he gripped his chest. “Call the medic! I’m wounded. My heart’s been plucked from my chest,” he exaggeratedly panted.

You tried to stifle your grin, knowing it only encouraged his antics, but how could you not smile at that adorable goof?

* * *

The drive up to the Washington Lodge was fantastic for your stress level—nothing but empty roads, gorgeous scenery, and all the cheesiest, upbeat pop music you could cram onto a playlist. When you finally parked your car behind Josh’s in the horseshoe driveway, you were humming the lyrics of the last song as you pulled your weekender bag from the backseat.

After you slammed the door shut and rounded the car, you looked up at the lodge and whistled.

“Jeee-sus.” You knew Josh’s folks were rich, but this was the kind of rich you had only ever seen on Instagram … or maybe on an episode of Keeping up with the Kardashians. It was so intimidating, it made you think twice about Josh.

He was just so … normal. Well, normal in a film-nerdy, goofball kinda way, but he never struck you as someone who grew up in a bubble of privilege.

It was close to 8:30 pm, but daylight still persisted and the pinkish sky lit up Josh’s face as he stepped onto the porch and looked down at you while you still stared open-mouthed at the lodge.

“Was the drive okay?”

“Uh, yeah. Yeah it was great,” you said as you shook your head and climbed the stairs. “Josh—this place is … insane.”

“You’ve never been here?”

You shook your head no.

Josh frowned and thought for a moment. “I guess I forgot we haven’t known each other that long. You sure feel like an old chum, lil buddy,” he said as he slung an arm around your shoulders and walked you into the house.

“Chum? ‘Lil’ buddy?” you said with amusement.

Josh cleared his throat and removed his arm, nervously running one hand through his freshly cut hair. “What else should I call you?”

You bit your lip and looked up at him, a small smile on your face. “Guess we’ll see, huh?”

Josh grinned, his face lighting up as his white teeth flashed, and butterflies unexpectedly danced in your stomach.

“Let me show you around.”

* * *

The house was just as impressive on the inside, and when Josh finally showed you his room, you flopped on his king-sized bed and begged him to never make you leave. He laughed and made you promise not to move a muscle as he dashed out of the room, returning in about 15 minutes with food, drinks, extra pillows, and a stack of DVDs tucked under his chin as he tried to balance it all. He kicked the door shut, nearly spilling a bowl of popcorn he had tucked under his arm.

“Now you’re my prisoner,” he attempted to declare, but given the comical way he was shuffling toward the bed, you could do nothing other than laugh.

As he deposited everything onto the comforter, you asked, “DVDs? Is there even a TV in here?”

“Au contraire, lil lady. Behold!”

Josh walked over to the wall and slid the wooden paneling open, revealing a huge flatscreen. “Ta-da!”

“I really could stay here forever,” you mumbled as you kicked off your shoes and scooted to the top of the bed.  

“But don’t you think you’d be more comfortable in your PJs? Unless, of course, you sleep in the buff? And in that case, you would absolutely be more comfortable in your PJs,” Josh finished as he settled onto the bed next you, his elbow propping him up as he laid on his side to face you.

“If I came out of your bathroom naked, you wouldn’t even know what to do with yourself, Joshua Washington.”

“You’re right. I’d die of happiness,” he confirmed with a smile.

The room felt a lot hotter than it did a moment ago, so you sat up and looked down at Josh, his big green eyes bursting with affection.

“Let’s see how the night goes,” you promised with a sweet kiss to the tip of his nose.

* * *

As it turned out, the night passed chastely. You were a lot more tired than you had thought, and halfway through the first movie, your hand still sitting in the bowl of popcorn, you fell asleep.

When your breathing deepened and it became clear you weren’t going to wake up, Josh chuckled as he removed your hand from the bowl. He cleared off the bed and turned off the TV before snuggling into your side and quickly falling asleep.

Sunlight streaming through a huge window woke you up with a start. For a moment, you forgot where you were until you shifted under the weight of Josh’s arm. You smiled as you felt him stir, the arm wrapped around your waist tightening as he burrowed between your shoulder blades, probably trying to unconsciously hide from the sun.

Squinting, you shuffled out of bed and fiddled with the blinds until you figured out how to draw them. The room darkened to a greyish hue and Josh rolled over, seemingly still asleep. Since you were up, you went in to use the bathroom, and as you washed your hands in the sink, you looked at your reflection.

A slight blush colored your cheeks as you thought about how much you wanted to wake up like this again, preferably after figuring out if the big dick jokes the boys directed at Josh were because he actually was well-endowed or if they were just being idiots.

You had left your bag in here after changing last night, so you dug around for your toiletry case to retrieve your toothbrush.

After adjusting your tank top and sleep shorts, you gave your just-brushed hair a sexy tousle and glanced longingly at your lip gloss container.

“Too much,” you said with a dismissive shake of your head. You piled everything back into your bag, and exited the bathroom, hoping Josh was still asleep.

As you rounded the corner the bathroom was tucked into, you felt that familiar hot flush creep over your cheeks as you took in Josh’s form.

In your absence, he had sprawled out in the middle of the bed. He was on his stomach, his hands tucked under his pillow as he faced away from the window. His chocolatey-colored curls had lost their definition in the night and stood out against his light-grey pillowcase in a wild puff. The blankets were pushed down to his waist and the plain white t-shirt he had worn to bed was pushed up to his midback, exposing an expanse of light brown skin. His legs were spread, one foot sticking out from under the messy pile of blankets and you had to tamp down the temptation to see if he was ticklish.

You slid back into bed and settled on your side so you could face him. Tentatively, you reached out with your finger and ran it gently down his spine. His skin was smooth and the depression of his spine contrasted so deliciously with the strong muscles of his lower back that you wanted nothing more than to trace that indentation with your tongue.

Still touching him lightly, Josh stirred, his arms flexing as he stretched them before lifting his head and turning to look at you.

“Hi,” he said, his grin half-hidden by his bicep.

“Good morning.”

“Sorry. Forgot to pull the blind.”

“So you were awake?”

“Just waiting to see how much of me you’d touch if you thought I was asleep. Pervert,” Josh teased.

You opened your mouth in mock-offense and smacked his shoulder. “Rude.”

He chuckled and stretched again before he wriggled out from the blankets and stood, offering a mumbled, “Be right back,” as he made his way to the bathroom.

Josh wasn’t gone long, but it was long enough for your eyes to slip shut, a smile still on your face as you thought about him.

When you felt the bed dip, your eyes popped open.

“Sleepy girl?” Josh asked, his hand crawling under your tank top to rest on your bare stomach.

The heat radiating from his palm scorched through your body, a pool of arousal settling between your thighs.

“Not anymore,” you whispered as you looked at him, your eyes locked on his as you slid your hand along his arm, resting it on top of his.

Josh pulled his hand from beneath yours, off of your stomach and up to the side of your face. He cupped your cheek and slid closer, his body warm and connected with yours.

“Can I kiss you?”

In answer, you pulled him to you by the front of his shirt, causing both of you to softly sigh as your lips connected and began to move. You both tasted like the spearmint of Josh’s toothpaste, and when his tongue licked along the seam of your lips, you opened for him, the tips of your tongues touching before he dove into your mouth.

You kissed and kissed and kissed until you were both a panting mess, the blankets twisted around your legs, your once-sexily tasseled hair once again a mess, and Josh’s poof of curls even more wild than they had been against his pillow from you running your fingers through them, scraping across his scalp and around the back of his head.

Reaching for the bottom of his t-shirt, you tugged until he detached himself from your mouth so he could pull it the rest of the way off. You seized the momentary lull to push him onto his back, and as you sat up, you pulled off your tank top, Josh’s pupils dilating as he watched your breasts bounce.

Immediately, his hands reached for them, but you pulled back as you wiggled out of your shorts. Josh licked his lips and followed suit, pulling off his sleep pants. You glanced at the outline of his cock beneath his boxer-briefs and smirked.

“They weren’t just jokes,” you mused as you reached out and gripped him, pulling a mix between a moan and a chuckle from his throat.

It was your turn to control the kissing, so you straddled his hips and lowered your body to rest on top of his, once again relishing in the warmth of him and the masculine scent that seemed to be a mixture of expensive cologne and something that was just … Josh.

His hands roamed over your back and your backside, kneading and massaging as you kissed him—lips, jaw, neck, and when you sat up to catch your breath, he begged, “Ride me. Please.”

Again, that electric heat shot through your body and you knew your pussy was a mess for him. He reached up, finally able to wrap his big hands over your breasts, and you leaned back, grinding on his cock as he worked your nipples gently pulling on them before he leaned up to capture one in his mouth.

You shuddered as he sucked, his green eyes looking up at you, full of unabashed want and affection. He moved his mouth to your other nipple and you thought you might spontaneously combust if you didn’t slide his dick inside of your body within the next three breaths.

“Do we need protection? I’m on the pill.”

“Are you asking me if I’m a slut?” Josh said as he nuzzled between your breasts.

“Yes,” you answered, not caring if it sounded callous.

“I’m clean—and you?” he queried, laying back onto his pillows.

“Me too,” you answered before pulling down his underwear and moaning as you palmed his dick.

“Such a big boy,” you praised before looking up at him. “Tell me why we waited this long?”

“How about after we fuck?” Josh suggested, leaning up to tug at your panties.

With a huff of laughter, you slid your underwear off and returned to straddle him, sliding your soaking pussy lips over his cock until it glistened.

A whiny moan slid out from Josh as he watched and his strong hands reached up to grasp your hips and tilt them, the tip of his cock finally sliding inside your body. You adjusted the top half of him, sliding up and down a few times before taking him in all the way, both of you letting out a whoosh of breath once he was fully sheathed.

“Oh my god,” you groaned as your eyes rolled back at the sensation of his big cock. “Wow!”

Josh snorted and gave your ass a light smack.

“See what you were missin’ out on?”  

“Mmm,” you hummed as you began to ride him, slowly and purposefully, not wanting your first time together to be over in a flash.

“You feel so fucking good,” Josh stated as his hands slid over your body. “So good.”

The rhythm you settled into was natural, even lazy, like you had been fucking for years. It felt so right, to be here with Josh, to feel him moving inside of you as you locked eyes, both of you shedding your protective layers and letting yourselves feel exposed, finally knowing that all each of you would see in return would be a sweet tenderness, the kind that could easily turn into love.

“Touch me,” you breathed, leaning back to rest your hands on his thighs so he could have full access to your clit.

Josh’s fingers immediately went to work, stimulating your swollen clit. The sweat blossoming across his brow in tandem with the flush of red settling over his chest told you he was trying his best not to come before you did.

“Come, Josh. Come for me,” you commanded as you clenched your inner walls around him and swirled your hips.

His thumb stuttered across your clit until he couldn’t do anything other than grasp your hips, his fingers digging into the flesh of your ass bruisingly as he cried out, his hot cum flooding your pussy while you rode him through his climax.

He looked beautiful as he came, his eyes widening before slamming shut as a series of gravelly groans fell from his parted lips.

Swallowing for breath and still hard inside of you, Josh flipped you onto your back and reached between your thighs, furiously working your clit until you came, clenching around his softening cock.

Josh said something to you, but you couldn’t hear him over the roar of blood in your ears. You shook your head and raised your hand, silently begging him to give you a minute.

Josh placed light kisses across the heated skin of your chest, before shifting slightly so his weight wasn’t crushing you.

“What was it you said?” you asked when you could finally form a sentence.  

Josh looked into your face, smiling. “That good, huh?”

You giggled and smacked his shoulder, again. “That was not what you said.”

His face turned serious as he nodded, clearly building his resolved to repeat his spontaneous emission.

“Will you be my girlfriend? I … I don’t want this to just be a one-time thing.”

You were speechless as your eyes roamed his face, your mind wondering how you got so lucky.

“Yeah. I wanna be your girl, Josh.”

“Fuck yeah!” he yelled, rolling over and pumping his fist into the air before he pulled you back on top of him, his hands tangling in your hair to pull you down for a kiss.

You pulled away after a minute to ask, “Can we cancel the party? Just do this instead?”

“And miss a chance to see you prancing around in a swimsuit for hours, knowing I get to tear it off of you at the end of the night?”

Your body flushed with a familiar warmth as you grinned. “Guess I didn’t think about it like that.”

“I can’t wait to show you off,” Josh whispered against your lips, both of you smiling as you exchanged sweet kisses.      

#SMUT #Josh Washington x reader #female reader #josh washington #Josh Washington smut #Rami Malek characters

[the-fiction-witch]

Doctor

REAL LIFE

COUPLE TBS X READER

RATING SMUTTY

I sat tapping my thumb against my hand desperately trying not to draw attention to myself.

I sat on the horribly uncomfortable wooden chair with the world's smallest amount of padding ever covered by scratchy blue fabric. The room was warm almost enough to make me feel strange but I didn't want to remove my jacket. The radio was playing some local station I wasn't sure what, playing some random thing from the charts I'd never heard off, the sounds of phones ringing in reception and people hurrying back and forth, every so often a loud beep would sound and the screen would call people into certain rooms. The place stank of disinfectant and sanitizer but I suppose it's better than it being a bad smell I guess. 

I hated coming here but I had little choice some people get paranoid and I don't blame them for that just means I have to come to this place I hate and sit for hours, and see the doctor who had literally been seeing me since I was in the womb, it actually kinda worried me a little more I mean I highly doubt there is anywhere on me he hasn't seen… or touched. Eh he's a doctor. 

I heard that loud beep again and saw my name so I got up and headed to the room. They told me to go pushing open the door as always, but I was a little surprised.

My usual doctor was not sitting in his chair as usual, it was a woman rather… attractive woman sat in the chair fiddling with her pen as she lightly moved the chair in her little nurse dress, 

"Ooohh excuse me I must have the wrong room" I said 

"Mr Sangster?" She asks 

"Yes" I nodded 

"Not the wrong room your perfectly fine come have a seat" she smiled

"Uuuhhh okay" I said shutting the door and nervously sitting in the chair 

"So?" She smiled at me 

"So…"

"You seem a little nervous?" She asks 

"Sorry uhh what happened to dr weston?"

"Retired, Dr Y/L/n I'm taking over from him" she explained 

"Oohh okay, well I uhh just need a sign off for work and all" I answered

"I see, says you haven't had a full physical since… 2001?" 

"Yeah that's probably true, dr westons just kinda always been my doctor so he just kinda like took five minutes to look at me then sent me on my way" I explain

"Well, I'm not dr weston" she smiled "table quick as you can Jacket off Mr Sangster" 

"Uhh okay," I nodded doing as she had asked me too I was beyond nervous having to constantly remind myself, she's a doctor, she's a doctor, nothing to worry about, she started doing a couple little tests and things on me before she spoke up

"I'm going to take a wild guess and say you smoke don't you?"

"Well...yeah" I admit

"That's very bad for you, you know" she says going to her desk to make a note "bad bad boy" she smirked

"What!" I asked in shock

"It's bad for you, but I'm not here to lecture you hun" she smiled "now how about I strip for you?"

"I'm sorry?" I said very confused

"Could you strip your shirt off for me?' she smiled 

"Ohhh right sorry, my heads all over the place today" I blushed doing as she has asked even if I felt nervous doing so crossing my arms over my bare skin as I was a little cold she did a couple other little checks if this and that she sat doing my blood pressure and I admit I was a tiny bit bored waiting around, I gulped a little as I felt her touching my forearm kinda playfully as she sat with the little machine 

"Uummmm… that's a lot of pressure building" she says making notes 

"Umm yeah there is baby" I muttered

"What?"

"What I uhhh I didn't say anything" I blushed realizing I said that out loud she giggled a little and took it away 

"Do excuse me a moment mr Sangster" she says leaving the room 

"Now we have a little privacy" she smirked coming back and locking the door "I suppose we should get on to the real testing" she smirked undoing the top fee buttons in her dress exposing her white lace bra I can see a lot of tension and pressure building mr Sangster"

"Uuummm hell yeah there is baby,"

"Whatever has caused that then?' she asks kissing down my neck leaving her red lipstick marks down my skin pushing my legs apart so she could stand closer to me 

"All for you, doctor" 

"All this because of little me? I don't believe you, perhaps I should take a look as it's causing you… so much trouble" 

"Umm look all you want baby but touch and you better finish what you started" 

"Not sure I should, you have been such a bad bad boy, Maybe I should examine all of you just to check of any issues, Maybe I should strip you naked and examine every single inch of you me Sangster" 

"Ummm you're gonna make me cum doctor…" 

"MR SANGSTER!" her voice yelled and I instantly woke myself up out of my fantasy shutting my legs "Yes… Doctor?" I blushed 

"What did I miss?" She smirked making notes about something

"How so?" I asked 

"You seem a little… excited?" She asks 

"Ohh just uhh bored while you were gone and all" I lied 

"It's alright shouldn't be much longer, just a couple more tests" she says coming over doing a few more little things even if I struggled to look her in the eyes "last one and it's really easy" she smiled getting her little steposcope and blowing on it warming it in her hand before she rested it on my chest listening I noticed she put her hand on my wrist too "your heart rates a little high" she says 

"Yeah…. I wonder why that is" I said absentmindedly slightly looking down her dress she saw me looking and shot me a rather warning look as she continued glancing down 

"Well at least I know something works" she smirked I was confused before I looked down and instantly panicked putting my shirt over my jeans trying desperately to hide my rather obvious erection 

"I uhh I am so sorry" I blushed 

"What for? It's a reaction nothing to do with you, it's not your fault" she giggled "all done" she smiled going to her desk I got my shirt and jacket back on covering myself up best I could "here, follow up in a few months, any issues relating to… problems call the number in the bottom" she explained handing me a little card with a phone number and the date for my next appointment then I noticed something about that phone number

"Uhhh the number in here is a mobile?" I asked 

"As I said for relating to any.. specific problems" she smiled winking at me and returning where work 

"When uh when do you get off work?" 

"An hour"

"I'll uhh call you then" I smiled going to the door 

"Have a nice day mr Sangster" she smiled blowing me a little kiss 

"You too dr y/l/n" I blushed, blowing her a little kiss too before I left heading out to my car. I rather think I'll be going to the doctor a lot more.

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Put a ring on it! Part 2

Sam x Plus-size reader

Word Count: 800 ish

Warnings: Smut, language, unprotected sex

A/N: I was informed by @notnaturalanahi that I needed to give you folks the smutty goods.  So I hope you enjoy.  This is honestly just smut, no plot at all.

Part one

When you moved your thick leg across Sam’s lap you could already feel his hard length pressing against your core.  Damn, he was going to feel so good inside of you.  Sam’s hands massaged your large breasts, he had seen a ton of your cleavage from the day’s events but he never got to really enjoy them until now.  You bend down and kissed him swiveling your hips on top of him.  

“Ohhh… you feel so good, (Y/N).” He moaned in your mouth.

You ran your hands through his hair, sucking a spot on his neck showing to the world that he was now yours.  

“Please, I want more.” He told you.  

“More?” You questioned not sure what he wanted more of.

“Mark me more.” His breath was steady.

Ripping his shirt off, your mouth kissed all over his chest making little hickeys everywhere you went.

“My turn.” You smiled as your sleep shirt was thrown to the floor.  He sucked a large mark right behind your ear, his large hands continued to grope your boobs and tweak your nipples.  He left a trail of kisses down your body, his lips suckled a spot on the top part of your breast before moving his tongue down to sip on your large hard nipple.  You were so soft, smooth, and silky, he couldn’t help it when he pressed his face into your bosom, your warmth and scent of floral and citrus nodes was intoxicating to him.  He hadn’t felt anything like this in such a long.

He sat up more, holding you tight as he changed positions quickly, making you laugh as he gave you a bit of a head rush.  He was now laying on top of you with your heads at the foot of the bed. Your lips smacked together as Sam’s tongue teased you.  Thumbs pulled down your sheer green panties, Sam gazed upon your glistening wet pussy.  He pressed a finger into your hole just wanting to feel your slick in his fingers. He couldn’t wait to bury himself inside of you.

“You know you don’t have to be gentle with me.” You told him.

“Are you serious?” He asked as his hazel eyes darkened with lust processing what you just said.

“Yes! I’ll take anything you got.”

Sam growled, biting into your shoulder. “Yes, Sam more!”

He managed to wiggle out of his boxers, he lined up his cock to your core.  His blunt head glided inside of you feeling the wonderful stretch. “Oh Sam! Damn that’s good! Fuck!” He hadn’t even started to move yet and you could have cummed on his cock just like this.  

“Say my name again.” He ordered.

“Sam!” You moaned and his cock plunged in and out of you so fast.  He pounded you into the bed, Sam’s long length slammed into you balls deep with all he had, he didn’t have to worry about hurting you. He pulled out of you and slapped your ass, “Bend over.”

You smirked with pleasure, “yes sir!” Getting on all fours, he didn’t wait you for you to get comfortable before he propelled his dick into you once more.  He kept hitting your pleasure spot over and over again.  You screamed and yelled for more, gripping the sheets to hold on. His hands were so solid and strong on your hips as his rigid cock fucked you hard.  

“Oh shit, (Y/N), I love your pussy.” He grunted never stopping.

“Sam, Sam!” You moaned feeling your walls quiver under his steady movements. “Oh Sam, I’m - I'm” you stuttered, “I’m going to cum.”

“Yeah?” he moaned, he pressed his chest against your back pushing you down on the mattress.  His fucking became erratic, he licked the side of your neck. You turned your head and opened your mouth to him as his lips slid over yours.  He interlaced his hands with yours cementing the bond as your pussy closed around his cock and you both orgasmed together.  

“Oh God Sam,” you panted, his weight on top of you was comforting.

“I don’t think I’ve ever fucked anyone like that.” he chuckled in your ear, rolling off of you and he pulled you close into his nook.  You both were still breathing heavy.  The sweat that had formed on your bodies had gotten cold and you started to shiver.  Sam and you slid back under the covers and snuggled up with each other, quickly falling asleep in his arms.

“Sammy, oh you missed it man.” Dean staggered back into the room without turning on the lights. “This little hunny that I was chatting up had a beautiful friend.”

Both of you woke up listening to the drunken Dean, you both just laughed.  Dean turned the light on finally to see Sam’s muscular limbs encircling your soft flesh. “Oh damn man, next time hang a sock on the door. I guess you did take my advice after all.”

“Dean be quiet, my girl and I are trying to sleep.” Sam chastised Dean. You just laid your head back on the pillow and smiled, completely exhausted from the day’s activities.

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