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tom-whore-dleston · 1 year

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Pairing: Xu Shangqi x f. reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: mentions of sex, hickies, scratches, amnesia, Vegas shenanigans, alcohol consumption, hangover, Shangqi being a tease, implied smut (plz let me know if I am forgetting any)

Summary: A trip to Vegas leads to you waking up to another man in your bed.

Word Count: 864

Notes: This started as a request from my bday sleepover almost a year ago 💀 and I lost inspo for it until I decided to take part in @the-slumberparty Warm-Up: One Word Drabble. Thank you Navy and Roo for hosting this sleepover and thank you Bri Bri for the request! Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

word generated: club

request: 🎉 from the prompt list, specially the smutty ones, 15. “I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.” and 29. “I’ll take it that you like what you see.” with Shangqi? 🫣 👀 - @hollandparkersx

You woke up to a pounding headache and dry throat. But with your friends around, you knew that you would end up drinking more than you can handle and make even more crazy decisions. Speaking of your friends.

Oh shit, what time was it?

The alarm clock on the side of your bed flashed 11:30am. You groaned, massaging your temples.

Well, so much for brunch at The Cosmopolitan.

In annoyance, you snatched your phone from the nightstand. Turning it on, you read a message from your best friend.

Sorry, hun! Was gonna wake you up but then we saw you snuggled up to that hottie from the club last night. Don’t worry, we’ll bring you something when we come back. Have fun with your man 😘 Lmk if you need more of those XL condoms 😉

What the fuck was she-

Oh…

On the opposite side of the queen sized bed was a naked man, whose body looked like it was sculpted like Michaelangelo himself. Not to mention, red scratch marks trailed down his back as if a rabid animal attacked him. That couldn’t have been your doing…right?

He began to roll over, exposing his equally sculpted chest and abs that was littered in hickies and kiss marks. Your eyes widened when you realized the lip stains on his body matched the shade of your lipstick from last night. As you wiped the side of your mouth, your smeared lipstick appeared on your fingertips. Finally awake, the man stared at you, leaning against his propped arm. You tried not to stare at his bulging bicep, but he caught on as he smirked.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” the man slurred with a low, sexy morning voice that was richer than the coffee you craved to cure your hangover. His eyes scanned your bare torso, smirking as you quickly covered yourself.

“No need to be embarrassed, sweetheart,” he chuckled and you watched his chest rise and fall. “I already know you look beautiful naked.” Your cheeks heated up and you slowly let the blanket fall in your lap.

“I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.”

The man laughed again. “Well you and I got pretty drunk last night and I guess one thing led to another…”

Now your memories were coming back to you. You and your friends went club hopping on the strip, and you met the guy in bed with you on the bus ride there. While you were still sober, you and he chatted over how you were in Vegas for your friend’s birthday, and he was there to get over some family issues he dealt with in the past month.

By the time you got to the club, he paid for you and your friends' drinks. You basically left both of your groups to dance with each other but would still follow each other on each ride to the different clubs. At the end of the night, you and he went back to your room while both of your friend groups stayed behind to find a place to eat. The rest of the night with him was still a blur but it was pretty clear that you both slept with each other. Only thing was, you forgot his name.

“I’m sorry,” you started, “but can you remind me of your name please?”

“Don’t sweat it. It’s Shangqi.” You nodded and then gave him your name.

“I remember your name, sweetheart.” Shangqi smiled. “Surprised you forgot mine when you were screaming it all night long.”

You clenched your jaw as you grew wet between your legs. The urge to pounce on him was strong, especially with the way he stretched across the bed. Your gaze automatically landed on his groin that hid underneath the bed sheet.

“I’ll take it that you like what you see,” Shangqi teased once he caught you staring. You curled your lips inward as your face warmed up. He decided to change the subject to spare you of your embarrassment.

“Got any plans for today?” Shangqi asked.

“I was supposed to go to brunch with my friends but seeing that they found us sleeping together, they decided it was best to leave me behind.” Shangqi gave you an apologetic look, feeling bad that he kept you from your friends. You reassured him, “Don’t worry though, I had a great time last night. I mean, I don’t remember everything that happened, but I know it was fun.”

“Yeah, we went through like 5 condoms last night.” He picked up an opened condom packet, causing your breath to hitch when you realized it was a gold XL packet like your friend mentioned in the text.

You huffed out a flustered breath. “Wow, I guess there is a lot more that I don’t remember from last night.”

Shangqi’s next words turned you into a puddle. “Want me to jog your memory, sweetheart?”

You bit your lip as your thighs rubbed together to ease the growing need in your core. God, this man made it extremely impossible to resist him. “Yeah, help me remember every single detail.”

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joyousjordan · 7 years

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HBD to me, the most extra girl on the block. #JordansJordanYear

#me #lol #birthday #23 #jordan year #jordansjordanyear

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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Hi my love!! 💗💗 I’ll send you a happy birthday card tomorrow but today here is my request!

Based on this picture and because I cannot stop thinking about having a celebrity boyfriend that brings me as a date to an award ceremony:

🎉 - Austin Butler + “How about we stay here all day and cuddle?”

you know I had to request for him 😮‍💨😮‍💨

now there’s no place else you could be but here in his arms

Pairing: Austin Butler x f. reader

Genre: fluff

Warning: best friends to lovers :’), almost smut, non-sexual undressing, non-sexual nudity (it’s very vague and undetailed), confessions, first kiss, heavy making out, hickies

Summary: You and Austin were always there for each other and nothing could change that. Not even a wardrobe mishap that puts you in an intimate situation.

Word Count: a lil under 1.5k

Notes: Oof this is wayyyyy overdue but y’all know how slow I am at getting fics done 😭 Thank you @beakeoghan for the request and getting me back into my Austin Butler phase 😘💖 Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

*Part of my 23rd birthday celebration which is now CLOSED. Thanks again for taking part in my special day!

You had imagined what it would be like to kiss your best friend. In fact, you imagined it pretty often. But nothing could have prepared you for how magical it really was.

Austin and you had returned to your hotel room after attending the Oscar’s after party. It was the most fun you had in a while, but you were ready to change into your pajamas and sleep until noon. You and Austin retreated to your respective bedrooms after exchanging goodnights. While you were undressing, your zipper got stuck and you struggled to get out of your dress. After accepting defeat, you debated whether you should fall asleep with your dress on or ask your friend to undo your crooked zipper. Sighing, you headed towards his room, knocking on the door.

“Just a sec,” Austin called from inside the room. You heard his feet shuffling against the wooden floor as if he was coming out of the walk-in closet. A few seconds later, the door flung open and you had to hold back from swooning. Austin was shirtless but still wore his slacks with his belt unbuckled and dangling in the middle. You caught a glimpse of his chain that rested against the thin layer of hair on his chest. Considering how long you and Austin had been friends, you had seen him in less clothing, but something about the way he looked under the aureate light made him much more mesmerizing.

“Everything all right, bub?” Austin asked, hints of his Elvis accent still prevalent. Heat transferred to your cheeks at the nickname he gave you when you first became friends. You could never get tired of hearing him call you ‘bub’.

“Can’t get my zipper undone.” You and Austin shared a laugh to ease your embarrassment towards your wardrobe mishap.

“Yeah, that happens. Even with famous designers.” He paused to crack the door wider. “Come in and I’ll help you out.” You followed your long time companion into his room, unbothered by his clothes scattered across the floor. Austin stood behind you, calculating how to place his hands on you without causing discomfort.

A beat later, one hand pinched the top of the zipper while the other held the pull. He yanked the pull down with more force than you had attempted, causing the teeth of the zipper to repel. As your dress began opening up in the back, you held the top close to your chest to prevent it from falling to your feet. Part of you wanted to drop your dress down to reveal your skin to him to show him that you were comfortable enough to be naked around him. There were other reasons that made you want to do this, yet you would never say them out loud. Nevertheless, you clung the dress to your frame.

Austin unintentionally held his breath as more of your bare back was exposed to him. He’d never admit to you, but he was always curious about how you looked naked. This curiousity didn’t stem from sexuality or lust, but rather from a deep love for you. You were always beautiful to him and he wanted to love you in your rawest form. He kept this feeling a secret from you out of fear that your friendship would diminish, even if it ate away at him in the dark of the night.

The zipper stopped at your mid back. Austin’s hands quivered realizing how low they were on you. He slowly exhaled after holding his breath, still clinging to your dress.

“Well, problem solved.” Austin chuckled nervously. “Just needed a harder tug, that’s all.”

You happily suspired. “You are a lifesaver! I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Without a single thought, Austin blurted out, “Me neither.”

Caught off guard by his words, you lightly laughed, a small gesture that your friend secretly loved hearing. Realizing what he had said, he tried to apologize.

“No need to apologize. It was sweet.” Silence filled the air, only the sound of your breaths in sync to be heard. Then, Austin realized he was still holding onto your dress.

“Sorry, didn’t realize I was still holding on.” He released the zipper and almost simultaneously, you let go of your dress, flooding at your feet. Austin made no attempt to turn away. He knew he should have. But he didn’t. He couldn’t.

You slowly turned around to meet his blue eyes. Austin gulped loudly, his Adam’s apple bobbing and his jaw clenching. Now that he finally saw you naked, he was more in awe with you than he had ever been. Your chest rose and fell as you stood before him.

“You’re the most beautiful girl in the world.”

Austin’s hand cupped your face, admiring all your features that he fell in love with. His lips slowly brushed against yours, causing you to meet his the rest of the way. Of course, the kiss was amazing. It was better than how you had always pictured it to be. In the back of your mind, you knew there would be consequences to kissing him. You knew you would be putting your friendship in jeopardy, along with his rising stardom. Yet, right now, all you cared about was living in that kiss forever.

When you finally parted for air, you already yearned to touch and taste his lips again. Austin felt the same way as he stroked your cheek.

“I’ve always wanted to do that.”

“Me too.” In an instant, your lips smashed together with more passion. Austin leaned further into you to intensify the kiss, causing you to crash on top of his bed. You bursted into a fit of giggles as Austin hovered over you.

“Sorry, bub,” Austin timidly murmured, bumping his nose against his.

“Shut up and kiss me,” you commanded, yanking him by his chain to continue the kiss. Your best friend smiled against your lips, relishing your sweetness on his own mouth. He managed to part his lips amongst smiling and you grazed the tip of your tongue against his bottom lip. Austin opened his mouth slightly as an invitation to slide your tongue against his. Warmth flooded your body and your head spun as your tongues slowly flicked together.

“I love you, bub.” Austin pecked your lips once more before stooping down to your neck. “I’ve always loved you.” As he planted his lips against where your jaw and neck meet, you choked up a broken moan, tangling your fingers in his hair.

“I love you, too, Austin.” His teeth nipped your flesh and he gently nursed the skin until a mark of his love rose to the surface. Your vision grew blurry and your senses became fuzzy. He moved slightly down your neck, sinking into a new patch of skin. As much as you craved him to touch you more and give you the pleasure you only dreamed of in the dead of night, you needed a moment to take it all in before your head spun off its axis.

“Wait!” You abruptly exclaimed. Austin immediately stopped, leveling his face with yours. His face was full of concern and fear that he upset you.

“You okay, bub? Did I do something wrong?”

“No, you did nothing wrong.” Your hand shot up to caress his warm cheek. “It’s just a lot for me to process, you know.” Austin nodded in agreement. “Can we slow down a bit?”

“Yeah, absolutely!” Your best friend responded, plopping onto the bed next to you. “I’m sorry if I overstepped or anything.”

“You didn’t.” You flipped onto your side, gazing into Austin’s shimmering eyes. “New rule: no more apologizing for things you don’t need to apologize for.”

The blonde man laughed. “Deal.”

You were met with silence again. It wasn’t an excruciating silence. If anything, it was a peaceful silence, where you could enjoy the present with the one you loved. Your curiosity about you and Austin took over that peaceful silence. Now that you kissed him and confessed your feelings, there were endless possibilities to what could happen next.

“So, what does this make us?”

Austin flashed you a reassuring grin, tenderly cradling your hand in his. “We can worry about that later. How about we just stay here and cuddle?”

You smiled back. “I’d love to.”

You curled up to Austin’s warm body, resting your head on top of his chest and wrapping your arms around his torso. Once you were perfectly snuggled against him, he snaked his arm around your shoulder and relinked his hand with yours. Being in his embrace felt like home and you could stay there forever.

“Austin.”

“Yeah, bub?”

“Can you kiss me again, please? I really love kissing you.”

There was no need for a final exchange of words. He tilted your head up towards him and dipped down to catch your lips with his. Now there was no place else you could be but here in his arms.

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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Happy Birthday, Jordan!!! 🎁 with

Exhausted

Pairing: Simu Liu x f. reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: none 😋

Summary: You fly out to London to visit Simu, only to find him fast asleep in his trailer.

Word Count: 321

Notes: I just had a burst of inspiration after spending all day yesterday procrastinating and sleeping instead of doing any of my responsibilities lol @tonystarksfavoritedaughter I know this is long overdue, but I love and appreciate you for your patience bb 😘 Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

*Part of my 23rd birthday celebration which is now CLOSED. Thanks again for taking part in my special day!

You arrived in London in hopes to see the city with Simu while he had downtime from filming. Once you entered his trailer, you found him fast asleep, snoring like a bear. He looked so peaceful in his slumber, you just wanted to join him on the couch.

Setting your bags on the floor, you hang your coat on the back of the door, and tiptoed towards your sleeping beau. As you crawled on top of Simu, he groaned and fluttered his eyes open slightly.

You smiled down at him, “Is this spot taken?” Simu stretched and rubbed his eyes.

“You’re here!” He sighed, voice still groggy from his nap. “I thought I was dreaming when I saw your face.”

“I can assure you that I’m very much real.”

Simu smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I’m happy you are.” You stooped down to peck his lips. It felt like heaven to finally be in his embrace again.

“So what do you want to do now that you’re here?” Simu chirped.

“You know what? I could go for some sleep too. The plane ride was a bit rough.” You rested your head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat drum against your ear.

“Sounds good to me.” He pressed his lips against the top of your head. “Can you grab that blanket over there please?” You sat up to yank the blanket from the other couch, draping it over both of your bodies.

“Anything for my handsome man.” Your fingers combed through his dark hair. You felt like a kid again being comforted by your favorite stuffed animal. Except this stuffed animal was built with toned muscles and softer hair that smelt like the ocean.

“Good night again, my sweet girl.” His lips met yours once more before he settled back against the armrest of the couch.

“I love you, my sweet boy.” With that, you both drifted back into slumber.

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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🎁 please bestie 🫶😫🫠

Safer with You

Pairing: !bodyguard Oscar Isaac x !actress f. reader

Genre: angst and smut (lemon)

Warnings: yandere themes, stalking, fake dating, smoking, confessions, protective Oscar :'), fingering, oral sex (f receiving), lotus position, sorta soft dom Oscar, creampie

Summary: You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't help falling for your bodyguard, especially when he makes your safety and happiness a priority.

Word Count: 2.1k so much for a quick fic 💀

Notes: I had so many ideas for this fic but I really liked the bodyguard au that I found here. It's not as smutty as I anticipated it to be but it's there I stg 😅 I literally wrote this all in one night and a lil of today so there may be a few mistakes, just pretend they're not there lol. Thank you to my bestie love, @wint3r-h3art for sending me Oscar's sexy ass to my inbox and giving me thots 😛 I love you hehe 😘 Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

*Part of my 23rd birthday celebration which is now CLOSED. Thanks again for taking part in my special day!

You heard the saying so many times: “Fame always comes with a price.” That phrase didn’t settle in until you were met with a stalker.

This person knew everything there was to know about you. They knew your full name. No, not the name you chose for Hollywood, your birth name. They also knew the names of all your family members and friends. They always knew about your whereabouts just so they could randomly run into you while grabbing brunch with friends or grocery shopping with your sister and her son.

The thing that made you sick to your stomach was when you received a text from an unknown number. Full of curiosity, you opened the text, a video of you turning off the light to your bedroom with a message that wrote:

“Sweet dreams, my shining star 😘”

Since receiving the eerie text message, you lived your life in constant fear. You decided to stay with your parents for a while, your dad driving you to your shoots. If you weren’t on set for your upcoming movie, you locked yourself in your childhood room, sobbing into the tummy of your stuffed animals until you fell asleep. Worried about your well-being and career, your team hired a bodyguard so you could resume your life in Hollywood. And that was how you met your personal bodyguard, Oscar Isaac.

Oscar was one of the best bodyguards in the business. He was dedicated to his work, especially since your team was paying him plenty to protect you. He learned the names of all your family members, friends, co-stars, and anyone that interacted with you often enough in case they were also in danger too. Your team didn’t want to make it obvious that they hired a bodyguard, but to explain why Oscar would be with you all the time, they suggested that you and Oscar pose as a couple.

Fortunately, everyone believed the facade you and Oscar put on. The press talked about you both nonstop. Your friends called you to fawn over how lucky you were to have snagged someone as hot as Oscar. Your co-stars congratulated your new “relationship” with a hug or pat on the back. The only people that knew the truth were your parents and your sister. They were happy that you were safer and not living in fear.

In fact, you felt a weight come off your shoulders after Oscar came into your life. You no longer felt scared or sad. Not only did his presence give you a sense of safety, but it also gave you comfort. The more time you spent together, the more you got to know him on a personal level. You knew it was wrong, but you found yourself developing a deep admiration for him.

One night, you tossed and turned in your queen sized bed. Even though you haven’t had any encounters with the stalker in a month, the thought of them coming back haunted you in the dead of night. After trying every tactic in the book to fall back asleep, you jumped out of bed and walked out of your room.

Entering the kitchen, you poured a glass of water until you spotted a figure standing on your balcony. Your heart thumped in your chest as you stepped closer towards the silhouette. You sighed loudly as the figure dropped their hand to the side, a puff of smoke appearing in the dark sky. Oscar spun around, meeting your sullen eyes. Joining his side on the balcony, you both stared off into the moonlight.

“Rough night?” Oscar asked, offering you a cigarette.

“Hmm, I wonder what gave it away,” You sarcastically blurted, popping the cigarette in your mouth. As he lit your cigarette, you gazed into his brown eyes that glimmered against the small flame.

“What’s on your mind?” If you had to pick one flaw he possessed, you would pick how he had a way of changing the subject. You shook your head, taking a hit of the cigarette.

“You thinking about them, huh?”

Tears welled in your eyes. “I’m so tired of being scared. Every time I start to feel like my life is back to normal, these thoughts just come out of nowhere. When will it end?”

Oscar took a hit the same time you did. Aside from the clouds of smoke, silence filled the air as you stood closer to one another. He put out his cigarette on the ashtray before turning towards you.

“It will end, I promise you that. I swear once we catch that son of a bitch, I’ll make sure their life is a living hell.”

“Oh, uhh, that’s not necessary-”

“No, it is extremely necessary. What kind of piece of shit watches someone go to bed from outside their house? I’ve seen cases like this so many times in my career and-” Oscar balled his hands in fists, his veins popping out of his forearms. “Whoever this guy is, they deserve to go to hell.”

You were speechless. You had no idea where any of this was coming from. Maybe it was the burnout of his job. Either way, he wasn’t done.

“You shouldn’t have to be scared of this prick. You should be going out, living your life, being happy. You deserve it. You deserve to be happy. Aside from your safety, your happiness is also a priority.”

Confused by his words, you took another hit of your cigarette, allowing the drug to relax you more. It was moments before you finally said something.

“Thank you for all that. It means a lot hearing those things from you. I can’t thank you enough for-”

Everything flashed before your eyes as Oscar desperately pulled you towards him to kiss you. His lips smashed against yours as he held you tenderly. Your head spun trying to process how the man you had slowly fallen for was now making out with you. Before he could deepen the kiss, Oscar released himself from you. When he noticed the look of perplexity on your face, he cursed under his breath.

“Oh fuck! I’m so sorry. Please forgive me for my lack of professionalism. I’m sorry!” He ran back inside towards the guest room where he had stayed over the past month. You followed shortly after him, but he shut the door in your face. Frustration coursing through your blood, you pried the door open to see him pacing around the room. Oscar apologized again as you strode towards him.

“Don’t be. I wish you had done that sooner.” It felt like deja vu with the way Oscar pressed his lips against yours full of passion. The taste of tobacco danced on both of your tongues, causing you to deepen the kiss. In a matter of seconds, your shirt flew off your body and you mimicked the movement with his shirt. Your bare torsos collided in desperation as you attached your lips once more.

“You want me?” Oscar muttered, lips ghosting over yours. His searing kiss laced with tobacco left you breathless and intoxicated. All you could manage was a half nod. Apparently, that wasn’t enough for him.

“Tell me.” He cupped your jaw with his taut hand. “Tell me you want me.”

“I want you, Oscar. I want you so bad.” He pushed you onto the bed, crawling on top of you. His lips attached to your neck, marking your skin with his teeth.

“I’ve never wanted to fuck someone as badly as I want to fuck you right now.”

“Then do it. Fuck me.”

You didn’t need to say anything else before Oscar shed off your sleep shorts and underwear. He groaned, relishing your naked body that he dreamt of for nights. His fingertips trailed over your skin. Shivers crept up your spine the further down his hand traveled. You held your breath as his fingers stopped a centimeter above where you wanted him most. Oscar glanced back at you, and you spread your legs in approval.

The corner of his mouth curved slightly before he tested his middle finger against your folds. You gasped and lifted your hips off the bed as your wetness enveloped his digit. Intense desire washed over him as he plunged his finger inside you. Your face scrunched in wanton, feeling him explore your cavern.

“Ahh, yes, feels so good.” Your hums drove him to insert another finger, pumping further to brush against that sweet spot. The way you moaned his name made his cock twitch in his sweatpants. He started palming himself through the thin material, fingering you until he hilted at his knuckles. Watching his fingers disappear inside you unleashed something in him. Something he has never felt with any woman.

Oscar let out an animalistic growl before stooping down to wrap his mouth around your engorged clit. You yelped as his beard scraped against your sensitive area. The sensation unlocked a new type of pleasure for you and you were addicted to his scruff between your legs. You raked your hands through his hair, clutching it as he sucked noisily on your bud. The delicious mixture of stimulation caused your stomach to churn.

“Oscar, ahh-”

“Yeah, you wanna cum?” He flicked the tip of his tongue against your clit as his fingers curled against your G-spot. “Cum for me, baby. Cum now!” As if on cue, a wave of pleasure crashed over you, causing you to tremble and push his head closer to your mound. Oscar purred against your pussy as his fingers drowned in your nectar. He ripped himself away from you, tugging you into his lap. You climbed on top of him, immediately crushing your lips to his. His bulge throbbed against your core, begging to be freed.

“Take my cock out, baby.” You moved slightly so you could yank his pants down and watch his dick slap against his lower abdomen. “Good girl, now go ahead and ride me.” Your hand slid up and down his shaft a few times before you sunk down on him. You barely got him halfway inside you before your eyebrows knitted together and your lips curled inward.

“Hey, hey, look at me.” Oscar caressed your face before peppering kisses on your forehead and nose. “I gotcha, baby. I’m here.” You dropped further down on him until you were filled to the brim. You snaked your arms around him, closing the space between you two before grinding against his groin. It didn’t take long before you were bouncing on top of him, legs wrapped against his hips and holding his broad shoulders as support.

“So…fuckin…big,” you whimpered, digging your nails into his skin. Oscar leaned back, rutting his hips up to meet your thrusts.

“I know, baby. Bet you never had a cock this big.” You timidly turned your head to the side to avoid his lustful glare. With his slender finger, he tilted your head back towards him. He stared at you like a predator stalking his prey before attacking. This caused your brain to turn off and your hips worked over him in a frenzy.

“Fuck! Keep doing that. Just like that, baby.” Oscar’s praises made you throb violently around him, a condescending laugh slipping past his lips. Your hips bumped together in unison, and that familiar twist in your stomach returned as his tip hit that spongy button repetitively. You cried his name, announcing how close you were to the edge.

“Where d’you want me, baby?”

The words that came out of your mouth surprised both of you. “I want you to cum inside me, please. Wanna feel you so bad.”

Oscar fucked you until he knocked the wind out of you. “Take my cock like this. Take what belongs to you. All yours, baby.” You bucked your hips against each other until you tensed up above him. As you screamed in bliss, Oscar embraced you tightly against his slick chest. His grunts vibrated against you as he filled you with his seed. When you were full of his taint, he clasped your cheeks, kissing you with the same fiery passion as before you ravished each other.

You hopped off him, letting his cum drip from your hole before collapsing onto the bed. Oscar joined you on your side, cradling your shaking body. He lulled you as you calmed down from your high. When you came back down to earth, you curled up closer to him, resting your head on his chest.

“Did you really mean it when you said my happiness was a priority?”

“Of course I did! If I didn’t I wouldn’t have kissed you back there.”

“And we wouldn’t have…ya know.” Oscar chuckled, tucking a chunk of hair behind your ear. “Thank you.”

He looked at you puzzled. “For what?”

“For keeping me safe. Ironic enough, this is the most secure I have felt in my life. I can’t thank you enough for that.”

Your bodyguard interlaced his fingers with yours, stroking your hand with his thumb. “Even after this whole thing is resolved, I will still protect you with all my being.”

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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Have you ever read A Court of Mist and Fury? Because if you have, there's a specific chapter where the two main characters get it on, on a table with paints......and I was maybe wondering if you would be so willing to write something like that with the amazingly heart-(and other bodily parts)throb known as Simu Liu??

Colorful Strokes

Pairing: Simu Liu x painter! f!reader

Genre: smut (lemon)

Warnings: inappropriate use of paint, tit worship, oral sex (f receiving), orgasm denial (?), table sex, rough sex, stand-and-carry sex (I made this up idk the real name 💀), facial cumshot, cum eating, implied round 2

Summary: He was your model and then you were his canvas.

Word Count: 1.7k

Notes: So I never read this book (bc I can hardly keep still while reading 😭) but I read the chapter that scene is from and holy shit it is spicy! I had a lot of fun writing this so thank you @littlestatesman for the request!! Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed what you read 😊

*Part of my 23rd birthday celebration which is now CLOSED. Thanks again for taking part in my special day!

The sunset glimmered in the middle of your apartment, casting a golden spotlight on your handsome subject as he silently read through his newest script. Your eyes focused on the man across the table as the paintbrush slid across your canvas. You trusted your hand to memorize his features enough to display them on the canvas as you admired him in his concentrated beauty. Sensing your fixation on him, he glanced up with a closed lip grin that accented his dimples.

“Almost done, Monet?” Simu asked. You couldn’t help but chuckle at how he nicknamed you after your favorite artist. Your piece of Simu was nothing compared to Monet’s works, but you were flattered nevertheless.

“Just needs a few more touches,” you replied, dipping your brush into the black paint. The bristles were about to hit the canvas until the sound of your boyfriend’s voice interrupted your movement.

“Then, can I see it?” The eagerness was evident in his voice.

“Of course, you will see it. Now, shush and let me focus.”

Simu raised his brows at your demanding tone. “Yes, ma’am.”

His eyes shot back down to his lengthy script and the tip of your paint brush lightly tapped the canvas, creating the beauty mark by his eye. You repeated this two more times in his cheek area. Gently setting the paint brush down, you sighed loudly, pulling Simu’s attention towards you slouching into your seat.

“Okay, superstar,” you motioned for him to join your side. “You can come look now.”

Simu rushed to your side, immediately dropping his jaw at your creation. Unable to form a complete thought with his words, he stared in awe with a huge smile on his face. The muscles in his face were tightening from pure joy, but he ceased to care.

“So, what do you-”

“It’s amazing!” He glanced at you and then back to the painting of himself. “I love it, babe!” He took your hand, slowly bringing it to his face. “And I love you!” As he kissed your knuckles, your whole body flooded with warmth.

“I love you, too!” Your eyes locked with his and the rest of the world disappeared from your vision. Simu was all you could see and all that mattered in that moment. That was until he swiped his blue coated fingertips along your cheekbone. You were too late to react as the paint immediately dried on your face.

“Really? What are you, 8 years old?” You rolled your eyes and shook your head while your boyfriend laughed hysterically.

“Oh, come on, Monet. You know it always comes off.” His last statement put an idea in your head. You sunk your palm into a pool of red paint and smeared it down the side of his face. Simu shot you a flabbergasted stare. Now it was your turn to laugh.

“You know what? Red really is your color.” You stuck your tongue out at him, making him tsk.

“Oh you’re in for it now, baby.” He snatched the paintbrush off the easel, dunking it in red and blue. He sloppily paints down the side of your neck to the valley between your breasts. The cold paint sent shivers down your spine, causing you to close your eyes and shutter at the unexpected temperature change. Simu studied your reaction, his lips curving slyly.

“You liked that, didn’t you?” You stared at him breathlessly, lust clouding over your eyes. Before you knew it, Simu individually dipped his hands in random colors. He placed them over your breasts, squeezing them until the paint bled onto your thin and revealing tank top. Your squeaks stirred the beast inside him, craving more of those gorgeous sounds that filled his ears.

Simu grunted a low fuck before holding the back of your head and attacking your lips with his. The paint matted your hair, but you only cared about the way his lips formed against yours like a missing piece to a puzzle. He backed you into the table and you crashed against the surface, knocking down the cups of paint in the process. An array of colors permeated the table top as you and Simu closed the space between you two.

In the midst of the heat and passion, both of your shirts were removed and found their way to the floor. Your naked torsos pressed against one another as you settled against the paint. Simu detached his lips from yours with a wet pop before placing them on the untouched part of your neck. His mouth trailed down to your collarbone, making you gasp softly.

Simu muttered against your chest, “You are truly a goddess, baby. Absolutely gorgeous.” He didn’t waste time in swirling the tip of his tongue around your stiff peak. Your hand clutched his hair, mixing the colors into his dark hair. His name echoed in the room as he latched onto your breast. You swam in the wet paint, goosebumps pricking your skin as he sucked your nipple. When his mouth switched to your other breast, Simu peered up at you as if he demanded your attention and you met his eyes full of desire.

He continued to kiss down your stomach, dipping his hands into the puddle of paint and smearing shades of purple over your boobs. The paint followed behind your kisses, your body becoming a canvas for your lover. Simu unbuttoned your pants, yanking them, along with your panties, off your legs in a swift movement. You subconsciously spread your legs, putting your pussy on display. He licked his lips and undid his pants, his cock springing to attention.

Simu sat down, preparing to feast upon you. He pried your legs open, warming up your thighs with open mouthed kisses. Before you had the chance to buck your hips up, Simu pressed down on your lower belly flat against the table.

“Simu,” you whined. “Please.” He snickered with his breath ghosting over your mound.

“Such lovely sounds you make. Let’s see how many more I can pull from you.”

In the blink of an eye, Simu’s tongue slowly glided up and down your slit. As predicted, you choked on a moan, running more wet paint through his lush hair. The flicks of his tongue sped up, causing your pussy to drip like a succulent fruit.

“Fuck!” You cursed. “More! Gimme more, holy shit!” Your grip on his locks tightened, earning a growl that vibrated against your core.

“Love this fuckin’ pussy, baby. Can’t get enough of you.”

Simu buried his face further between your legs, slipping his tongue between your folds. He submerged his hands back into the mess on the table, imprinting pastels into your thighs and hips. Engulfing your clit with his mouth, Simu shook his head side to side, spit oozing from his mouth. You cried out his name louder as he drooled onto your pussy. You braced yourself on his muscles, painting his broad shoulders with reds and yellows.

“Ah- Fuck, Simu! I wanna cum-” Before you could blabber on, Simu released your clit from his mouth, panting for air.

“No, baby. I wanna feel you cumming on this cock.” He stood up to slap his dick against your wetness. You jumped at the sudden sensation, making Simu pin your hips to the table.

“Can you gimme more of those pretty moans, baby?” You nodded as his tip teased your entrance. After tracing your hole for a few minutes, he finally plunged his cock inside you. Your face contorted and your breath hitched as the rest of his thickness filled you with need.

Once you adjusted to his size, Simu pulled out, leaving only the tip inside. Without warning, he drove his cock back into your sopping hole, repeating this motion until you sobbed and thrashed on the table. The room filled with sounds of Simu drilling you against the table that rocked under you. Yet your collective cries and heavy breathing overpowered the other raw sounds.

Something snapped in Simu, his pounding came to an abrupt halt. He commanded you to wrap your arms and legs around him and you willingly complied. Simu lifted you off the table, and you now hang in midair with his cock still inside you. Cradling your asscheeks, he lodged his hips into yours with no mercy. You were used to him being gentle and loving, but the hunger and power in his thrusts made your walls clench like never before.

“Yes, yes, yessss!” Your forehead smashed against his, brushing your noses in the process. “Oh my god, Simu! Keep fucking me like that!”

“Oh, I know, baby!” Simu’s eyelids grew heavy as his mouth inched towards yours. “Your pussy feels so good squeezing me. Keep milking my cock like that and I’ll cum all over your beautiful face.” He hooked your bottom lip between his teeth, biting and sucking on it roughly. You responded with a string of melodious mewls, which motivated him to slam into you harder and faster.

One powerful thrust later, electricity seared through your veins. Shouting his name into the void, you trembled against his chest with your pussy pulsing like it’s ready to burst. The way you came for Simu spurred his carnal instincts and he fell out of rhythm to catch his own release.

“Get on your knees and open that mouth!” He desperately slipped out of you and you immediately dropped to your knees. You peered up at him through your lashes, sticking your tongue out. Simu aggressively pumped himself, furrowing his eyebrows and wailing your name. It wasn’t long until his hot cum spurted on top of your face, catching the last few drops with your tongue. As you savored the salty taste of his seed, Simu handed you a pile of tissues to wipe your face.

Once you cleaned off the sticky mess, Simu helped you to your feet. Then, he caressed your face to give you an ardent kiss. You kissed him back with the same fierceness, the heat already budding between your legs again. When Simu ripped himself from your embrace, he smirked while drinking up your nude figure lathered in paint. You knew exactly what was on his mind. Luckily, you wanted the same thing.

“Round 2 in the shower?” Simu scraped his teeth against his bottom lip.

“Yes please.” You giggled as he scooped you up, carrying you bridal style to the bathroom.

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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Jordan's 23rd Birthday Sleepover

My actual bday isn't until the 4th but imma just milk out the celebration as much as I can skskskdfghaa 🤣 this sleepover has nothing to do with Michael Jordan or basketball (I mean other than my name is Jordan and I am turning 23 lmfao)

Even tho Tumblr is a weird and oftentimes crappy place, I have met some pretty cool ass people on here and I wouldn't want it any other way :') Y'all make this place less dark and I wanna celebrate this special day with my besties!! Here's to another year of friendship, love, and unhinged hoe vibes 🤪🥂 let's pretend that I'm not recycling some stuff from my last sleepover 💀

Party Itinerary:

Starts: April 3 @ 12am (PST)

Ends: April 6 @ 11:59pm (PST)

You are welcome to send in asks before the sleepover starts, but I won't start responding to them until the start time.

As always, please be 18+ to participate! Y'all know how I feel about minors being on my blog so please don't give me a reason to block any of y'all. Please have some indication of your age in your bio.

You don't have to be following me to participate. Everyone is welcome 😊

I disabled anon feature to avoid meanies and minors.

Please send one emoji per ask. You don't have to worry about spamming my inbox, I will see everything ;)

I will not write/discuss anything revolving around non-con, underage, a/b/o, bathroom kinks, blood kinks (only exception is vampire AU if applicable), incest, step-cest, foot fetish.

I only write for female reader inserts with no specific race/ethnicity, hair/eye/skin color, body type, etc.

I reserve the right to deny writing/discussing any other things that make me uncomfortable.

Overall, let's just have fun and spread some love!!!

Thank you for the gift 🥰:

🍨 - Let's get personal. Ask me whatever you want.

🎂 - Let's play an ask game (cym, fmk, wyr, etc). Feel free to spice it up to your liking ;)

🍾 - Send me a hottie not on list and I'll rate them based on the scale below.

Yikes, I Don’t See The Appeal || Not My Type || He’s Alright || I See The Appeal But I’m Different™ || Cute But On Alternating Wednesdays || He Has A Kind Face And That’s Good Enough || Pretty || Gorgeous || I— I Love? We Don’t Deserve Him.

🥳 - Send me smutty, fluffy, and/or crack concepts that you think would fit in any of my AUs (Honey Baby, Teach Me Tonight, Rolling Dice and Rocking Hips)

🎉 - *Send a prompt from this list + hottie and I'll write a quick fic. Feel free to add AUs/tropes/etc.

🎈 - *Send me a movie + hottie and I will write a quick fic based on the movie

ex. Tangled + Xu Shangqi

🎁 - *Send a pic of one of my hotties and I will write a quick fic based on the pic.

🕯️ - *Send me a song or song lyrics + hottie and I will write a quick fic based on the song/lyrics

*Please note that the asks involving quick fics will take some time, so be patient as I write them! Remember that I reserve the right to deny any requests that 1. involve anything I previously stated I do not write for 2. I generally do not feel comfortable writing

You know who will be at the party 😏:

Real life hotties -

Simu Liu, Tom Hiddleston, Tom Holland, Austin Butler, Barry Keoghan, Andrew Garfield, Harry Styles, Oscar Isaac, Michael B. Jordan, Benedict Cumberbatch, Hayden Christensen

Fictional hotties -

Marvel: Loki Laufeyson, Xu Shang-Chi/Shangqi, Peter Parker (any variant), Xu Wenwu, Erik Kilmonger, Scott Lang, Thor, Druig, Eros/Starfox, Sam Wilson, Pietro Maximoff (Age of Ultron), Joaquin Torres, Bucky Barnes, Marc Spector/Steven Grant, Stephen Strange

Star Wars: Din Djarin, Anakin Skywalker, Obi Wan Kenobi, Poe Dameron

Other: Kim Jung (Kim’s Convenience), any Sim Liu’s SNL characters (don't be shy, I know we all simped), Adam (Only Lovers Left Alive), Johnathan Pine (The Night Manager), Robert Laing (High Rise), James Conrad (Kong: Skull Island), Nathan Drake (Uncharted), Arvin Russel (The Devil All The Time), Ransom Drysdale (Knives Out), Jefferson/Mad Hatter (Once Upon a Time)

Gifts on the Table (oldest to newest):

🎉 - “Reality is even better than my dreams.” + Tom Hiddleston (@/huntress-artemiss)

🎈 - A Court of Mist and Fury + Simu Liu (@/littlestatesman)

🎈 - Meet the Robinsons + Xu Shangqi (@/blackbat05)

🎁 - Simu Liu (@/tonystarksfavoritedaughter)

🎁 - Adam OLLA (@/poetic-fiasco)

🎁 - Loki Laufeyson (@/frostbitten-written)

🎁 - Oscar Isaac (@/wint3r-h3art)

🎉 - “I’m not necessarily hungry for food right now.” + Stephen Strange (@/wint3r-h3art)

🍾 - Stephen Strange (@/wint3r-h3art)

🎉 - Austin Butler + “How about we stay here all day and cuddle?” (@/beakeoghan)

🥳 - Teach Me Tonight concept: prof! Shangqi testing your knowledge on X subject (or whatever major/minor is being tested) while testing you and your self control? (@/potatos-main)

🍨 - 3 things you want people to know about you (@/yummymatcha)

🎁 - Simu Liu (@/cyborg-cinderella)

🎉 - "You remembered my favorite food" + Adam OLLA (@/give-me-a-moose)

🕯️ - "So, baby, can you eat it from the back? Got me purrin' like I'm Doja Cat" + Simu's SNL character of choice (@/tmholland)

🎉 - “I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.” & “I’ll take it that you like what you see.” + Xu Shangqi (@/hollandparkersx)

dividers by @firefly-graphics

#jordansjordanyear #birthday sleepover #sleepover celebration

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