#mmm im gonna go to bed and try not to think on it so much 😖 gnite

[claymorexpunisher]

I'll Shut You Up (18+ Fic) (Ch. 3/?)

Pairing(s): Rhea Ripley/Fem. Reader

Disclaimer: This is NSFW. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag my work appropriately and if you still choose to click and read, do so at your own discretion. Thank you for the love, always, and I hope you enjoy!

Summary: It’s pretty well known that Rhea and Fem. Reader can’t stand one another. Reader thinks Rhea’s way cockier than she should be and Rhea thinks as highly about Reader as much as she thinks about the dirt at the bottom of her boot. Well… so they say, at least. A packed hotel mishap forces them to bunk together, and Rhea presses her luck by running her mouth.

Fic Tag(s): 18+, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, overbooked hotel, WM weekend, Bottom Sub!Rhea, Dom Top!Reader, bratty!Rhea, praise kink, honorifics, a little bit of oral (Rhea receiving) anal play/penetration, size difference, strap-on, toys, orgasm denial, nipple play, hair-pulling, spit for lube (I KNOWWW IM SORRY), begging, spanking, biting, slapping, choking, recording.)

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“If you’re not gonna address me the way you should, then maybe I don’t need to hear you at all.” I replied calmly. “Don’t move.” I said as I got off the bed momentarily to rifle through my bag until I found some black bondage tape.

Surprisingly, Rhea stayed put until I got what I needed from my bag and I climbed back onto the bed behind her with the bondage tape, a wand, and the strap-on.

I adjusted the straps of the strap-on as I spoke.

“I don’t know if I wanna use lube for what I wanna do to you,” I said. Then I gasped as I got an idea.

“No, I know… since you wanna use your mouth so much, maybe you can actually make yourself useful and help things along. Hm? How’s that sound?” I asked, not really expecting a real answer out of Rhea.

Clothes off and strap-on secured, I reached for the tape, securing her wrists behind her.

Of course she didn’t go out without a bit of a fight, until my palm lifted over ass threateningly, making her go pliant again.

“Are you really gonna keep fighting me? I mean look at you…” I shook my head and tsked as I ran my fingers over her glistening pussy for a moment, unaware that her face had gone bright red and not just due to exertion as she released a pathetic whimper, until I brought my focus back to her.

“Ooh, whats the matter, sweetheart? Embarrassed that you’re enjoying this?… You asked me to do this.” I said before I brought my mouth onto her pussy, giving her clit a hard suck and swirling my tongue over the hardening bud and over her lips, savoring the taste of her for a moment as one of my fingers traveled up toward her asshole.

“Shit!” Rhea cursed, her thighs trembling as much as her voice as my mouth worked her pussy and I slid my middle finger into her ass and I moved it back and forth in tiny thrusts.

“Mmm. That pussy tastes good, actually.” I commented almost nonchalantly, and then I giggled softly over the pathetic sounds coming out of Rhea’s mouth.

“But… that’s not the hole I want.” I said… not yet, at least.

But I didn’t dare voice that.

I told myself that this wasn’t happening again…

My finger slid out of her ass for a moment before my tongue replaced it.

I gathered some spit, swirling and flicking my tongue over the puckered muscle before I dipped it inside, pushing past the tight ring and I moaned as Rhea’s body and mind fully gave in to my ministrations.

“Mmm.” I hummed again around a chuckle as I continue to thrust my tongue into Rhea’s asshole and I heard her sounds pick up in pitch.

I hadn’t fully decided to gag her yet and holy shit, was I glad I hadn’t.

“Oh, f-f-..uck! Yeah, that’s it, ma’am… don’t stop, don’t stop, ma’am. Don’t stop.” Rhea moaned before her hips began rocking, urging my tongue deeper until my palm striked her right and already reddened asscheek.

“Fuck!” She sobbed, her body clenching with the sting of my palm and I grabbed a handful of her hair as I spoke into her ear, the silicone dildo pressed against her ass momentarily and I could feel her resisting the urge to move her hips again and grind up into it.

“You don’t get to take. anything. I do.” I growled, anunciating slowly.

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I’m really s-sorry! I’ll be good! I’ll be good- I’ll listen!…” Rhea apologized through her tears.

God, she was already a beautiful mess and we’d barely even started…

“Yeah? You’ll listen?” I cooed mockingly and released her hair as she nodded adamantly. “I hope so. Otherwise things’ll get much, much worse for you.” I said and then I shoved two of my fingers into her and coated them with her saliva before I thrust them both into her ass and scissored them.

I felt her tense a little as I stretched her out and I watched a lightning quick wince contort her features but she didn’t utter a complaint, just harsh panting breaths and a guttural moan here and there that morphed into soft whimpers as my tongue and fingers worked to stretch her out.

Though I didnt work too hard.

This was a lesson, after all.

Once I was satisfied, I moved up on the bed and faced her and I grabbed one of her hair ties from the bedside table and I put her black locks into a loose bun, wanting to see her features fully before I shoved the silicone dildo past her lips, finally fulfilling my fantasy of watching her smart-ass mouth being put to good use.

“That’s better. I like you better like this… obedient. No smart comments, not you being a fucking brat… Look up at me.” I moaned as if the appendage were mine and I could feel the warmth of her mouth wrapped around me as she swallowed in a desperate attempt to avoid any saliva from escaping.

It helped that inside the the strap was a risen nub that rubbed deliciously against my clit with every movement made.

“Mmgh!” Rhea gurgled out a response as her eyes met mine, making me chuckle.

“Relax that mouth, doll. This is the only prep you’re getting.” I said, my pussy throbbing as Rhea’s widened a little; whether it was in fear or excitement, I wasn’t entirely sure.

When I deemed it enough, I let her mouth rest and I moved back behind her, until a thought came to me.

“Not like this.” I said.

“What?” Rhea asked, not in a challenging way, but more curious than anything.

“On your back. I wanna watch every single second of this…” I demanded, not giving her room to argue as I maneuvered her onto her back and I lifted and spread her legs, pressing them and her wrists up against her torso.

No doubt she took pride in having her opponents in a similar position- and maybe some of her sexual partners as well.

But this position clearly made Rhea feel vulnerable, which is exactly what I wanted.

Again, she didn’t complain, but I noticed the internal struggle going on inside of her until I guided the tip of the strap-on into her ass.

I smirked as Rhea’s slack-jawed expression and feral eyes as the toy stretched around her ass and I watched the toy slide in until it was fully inside.

I then reached next to me for the wand and tape, tapeing the wand around her thigh in a way that allowed the head of the wand to buzz against her clit.

“Ohh, look at you… trembling and moaning like a needy and good little slut… I thought you were gonna put up more of a fight than that, doll. Good girl…” I laughed, anunciating my words with slow yet deep thrusts, drinking in Rhea’s groans and squeals, spurring her reactions on with my words.

“Oh my god. Holy shit! Please! Please… I’ll be so good if you lemme cum, please, ma’am.” Rhea gulped hard as she begged, her face reddened and wet with arousal and tears.

“‘Please’? Oh you’re so cute. Such a good girl.” I said, amused at the way the tables had turned and taking note of how that praise pleased Rhea yet it made her even needier.

I gave Rhea’s face a couple light slaps until she unsurprisingly asked for more.

“Harder, please.” Rhea shuddered out.

I gave harder slaps to her face, and I moaned along with her as I finally began to plow into her ass.

Her legs turned into raw noodles and splayed even more apart, giving me access to her breasts.

I gave her nipples a stinging twist, not letting off for a couple seconds and making her growl and squeal in a way I was beginning to get addicted to.

“I’m beginning to think that we should do this more often… maybe I should just make this asshole mine now. Use it whenever I please? Hm?… bet I wouldn’t even have to say a word. You’d just roll over onto your back and lemme take that pretty ass whenever I want, huh?” I moaned.

In a moment of clarity, I’d revisit my words and probably smack myself for what I was suggesting.

But not right now.

Right now, I just cared about owning the woman underneath me, making her shatter into a billion pieces just so I could put her back together.

My heart pounded in my eyes and my own thighs trembled as I got closer and closer to precipice of bliss as she writhed and groaned, on the brink of her release herself as the vibrator worked her clit and I fucked her.

Maybe it was the combination of the vibrator incessantly thrumming against her clit and my hips thrusting at just the right angle, my hand snaking up to wrap around her throat and squeeze with just the right amount of pressure.

But Rhea didn’t seem to disagree with my suggestion.

In fact, she nodded eagerly, tears sliding down the sides of her face as my hips continued their relentless pace.

“Yes! Ye-ees! Yeah, whenever you want, ma’am- whenever…hhngh!” Rhea’s words broke off as her orgasm approached like a raging feral monster breathing on the back of her neck, coaxing it out of her.

“Don’t you dare cum yet.” I commanded in a harsh tone, not feeling sympathetic towards the whining that ensued.

“You are not going to cum without my permission. Do you understand me?” I demanded.

But she wasn’t going to cum at all and neither was I.

At least not tonight we weren’t.

Because just as I noticed Rhea’s body beginning to completely disobey my command, a knock sounded at the hotel room door.

“Hotel security. Open up!”

TBC LMAO!!

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[pcktknife]

" im gonna get better at art I'm gonna improve I'm gonna get better ''

#girl help #the art block is back #its really late to complain abt this now but like i was goin thru it today over this and its killing me !!! #kae.txt #i dont really know how to learn to get better all i know is to keep drawin (not to the point of burnout...well ehhh) #mmm im gonna go to bed and try not to think on it so much 😖 gnite

[eternalfics]

Hello! I hope you're doing well! I have a request if you don't mind. So basically, It's a Saiki x Psychic Reader where Saiki is stressed out and needs something to make him feel better so the Reader decided to massage his back. Since Saiki never really had anyone with the same strength as him, no one could really massage him. It's like that one episode in season one or two. Anyways, it's okay if you don't want to do this for any type of reason. Be safe, thank you!

saiki getting a massage from psychic!reader

a/n: I was wondering where did my request go like? ANYWAY TYSM FOR REQUESTING! please start requesting more pookie wookie 🤭 anyway you remember how I reposted that I’d do that little teasing photo (picturing saiki and reader) I’m gonna do like a little enemies to lovers kind of thing you get me? anyway I typed too much so let’s getting bloody started 😖

warnings: sneaky comments from me, toritsuka 😨

summary: saiki gets an amazing, beautiful, sensational, eye rolling massage 🥳

“no means no, y/n,” saiki said in your mind for the umpteenth time, trying to focus on what the teacher was saying even though he didn’t need too. he smart af

“oh come on! we both know you need it, especially after you used boulders to massage your shoulders.” you tried to reason with him only to be met with silence. You turn to Saiki with a confused look only to see him with a slightly flustered face.

“you just had to use clairvoyance, didn’t you?” “I always have to check up on my favourite psychic, don’t I?” you said teasingly.

more underneath:

so! 😀

saiki’s not too sure about this

i mean sure, your a psychic but you could be stupid like toritsuka and can’t control your strength like him.

saiki lays on his stomach on his bed, (you guys are at his house) slightly regretting saying yes to another psychic that he just met a few months ago.

you come in the room with a massaging oil, feeling proud that you finally got the psychic to give in to your request more like command

saiki doesn’t speak (hes secretly wondering why did he agree to this 😭). it’s not until you rub the oil between your hands, and then you start to massage him is when he lets out a soft groan.

you pause. you start to overthink, did you hurt him? does he like it? it’s only when saiki starts calling out your name that you zone in.

“why’d you stop?” saiki asked impatiently, clearly wanting you to continue. you opened your mouth to tease him but he shushed you quickly knowing that you would.

saiki’s surprised that he knows you this well even though he met you a while ago. well, he’s more of an observant person so that explains that. he wonders if you know him well too. (I know you well my pookie wookie boo 🥺)

“your lower back too?” you asked him, really just wanting to make him feel relaxed.. and safe.. and- focus y/n! “sure.”

you continued to massage saiki for a couple of minutes, thinking about if he would let other people do this to him aswell.

saiki was quiet, and you didn’t hear any thoughts so you leaned over to look at him. you were met with an adorable sight! saiki sleeping 😍. his light snores and breathing filled your ears.

unfortunately, people can’t live the easy way saiki. SMACK! you smack saiki awake and your met with an extremely pissed looking psychic.

“whats wrong with you? 😡”

“did you enjoy your massage? 😇”

“ugh..”

saiki groans but quickly gets over it because he realises has to pay you back somehow? mmm maybe a cafe coupon? a dat- nononono..

“what do you want in return?” saiki asked, his voice still a bit groggy since he just woke up. “oh nothing, you can pay me back later.” you replied calmly, happy you could be of service. these days your parents are on more business trips so your glad your not lonely 😋.

saiki gets up and immediately he feels the relief from on his back. just as he’s about to reach for the door handle,

“my turn!” 🥰

“you just said I could pay you back late-“

IM SO SOREY THIS TOOK SO LONG

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[yunoclips]

“You ready?” 

“Mhm” He replies with a shaky hum.

Here you two were on the bed. Taeyong was on his hands and knees waiting for you to continue. You had just finished prepping him. Two fingers , extra lube. Careful enough to stretch him out while avoiding his prostate. You wanted to save that for later. 

It was Taeyong’s first time being the one receiving any kind of penetration. You wanted to make it nice and special. Something he’d never be able to forget. 

You crawl up the bed to meet his face. He was red , you could see his heart beating out of his chest. Placing a chaste kiss on his rosy cheek you whispered in his ear before moving back down the bed.

“Just relax , I’ll make you feel really good. I promise” 

With that his breath hitched. 

You grabbed the small vibrating toy and applied generous amounts of lube making sure to cover every part of it. 

You turned it on to the lowest setting. That would be enough to make him melt. Before you put anything in, you place two soft kisses to each of his supple ass cheeks and then trail down to place a sloppy wet kiss to his perineum. 

His arms started to shake and he let out an long whine that was cut short when you inserted the buzzing toy into his willing hole. 

You watched as his entire world shifted.  

You heard a gasp that was cut short by an overwhelming silence. His arms grew weak and he fell face first into the pillows. Then it was his beautiful legs shaking before they finally decide to give out on him.

You pressed the toy deeper. Then you hear a long mewl. You watch as he tries to lift his hands but he can only get them so far before they start to shake and he is left fisting the sheets trying to ground himself. 

“I- fuck I think im gonna…. Mmm fuck” He tries to get words out but the pleasure is so incredibly overwhelming that he can barley finish a sentence. Nd to think this is only the lowest setting

You caress his back. Running your hands up and down the smooth skin. 

“Words yongie, I need words. How am I supposed to know what’s going on if you can’t speak?” You say in a slightly mocking tone.

“I-i mmmm shit… I think I’m gonna piss myself fuck” He says in a jumbled voice. His words are barley audible. 

“That’s okay baby , let it all go.” You say before turning the toy up to the highest setting. All the previous mewls and whines have been silenced. "Did he pass out?" You wonder to yourself. You decide to check on him. You crawl up the bed to meet his face and the sight stuns you.

There Taeyong was basking in orgasmic glory. His mouth was agape , silently gasping as drool had pooled out of his mouth and left a large stain on the pillow. His eyes were taken over by whiteness and his eyelids twitched. His fingers were spasming as he attempted to grip the sheets but failed. He was absolutely fucked out. 

The sight alone had your clit throbbing. He was on the verge of passing out. That was enough experimenting for today. Crawling back down on the bed you paused the vibrations. You rubbed his right ass cheek and placed another soft kiss on it before carefully pulling the toy out which caused his entire body to flinch. 

After placing the toy at the end of the bed, you carefully turned Taeyong on his back. His abdomen was glistening. “Fuck he must’ve squirted on himself” you say to yourself. Your eyes trail up to his face. His mouth was slightly agape and his breathing was slow and deep. His eyes were glossy and his pupils were completely dilated. 

“How ya feeling baby boy? Looks like you came pretty hard”

He didn’t answer , his eyes just trailed to your face. It was as if he went non verbal. The orgasm taking so much out of him that he couldn’t speak anymore. You lean down to his left ear. Lips placing a delicate kiss to the shell of it.

“Can’t speak? That’s okay baby. I’m gonna take real good care of you, gonna fix you up” You whisper into his ear while your right arm extends over his chest. The hand of your right arm is caressing his other ear rubbing back and forth.

He still can’t speak. You place a wet kiss on his cheek before attempting to get off the bed and get a rag to clean up his mess. Before you could fully walk away you feel a hand grab at your own preventing you from getting anywhere. You quickly whip your head back and there he is. Gripping your hand like it’s his life source. He stares into your eyes with a desperate look before finally speaking up. 

“D-don’t , please just stay.. don’t wan you to go.”

#sub!nct #sub!idol #sub!kpop #sub!taeyong #dom!reader #nct smut #nct 127 smut #taeyong smut #kpop smut #taeyong x reader #taeyong x you #nct x reader

[kentocee]

So Anxious • Gojo x Fem!reader • (18+)

CW: smut( sexting, nudes, dirty talk, masturbation, gojo being unnecessarily horny for reader, impatient!gojo), slight humor bc gojo is VERY unserious 😭

Cee’s Note: I heard this song on tik tok and it instantly reminded me of Gojo (don’t ask) but I hope y’all enjoy

Song inspo: So anxious by Genuwine

[Minors do NOT interact; explicit content ahead]

Satoru: Babe

Y/N: Yes?

Satoru: come thru ;)

**Delivered**

It was embarrassing the amount of times Gojo checked his messages to see if you responded to him.

Granted it only was a couple minutes but with his growing erection tightening his pants, his patience was running thin.

He knew you were at work but he was hoping you would be out already to help him with his little…problem.

Suddenly he noticed his phone lit up due to a notification and he nearly dropped his phone, fumbling to unlock it.

***

Y/N: im at work but I should be there in 30

Satoru: seconds? :D

Y/N: …

Y/N: minutes -.-

Satoru: :(

Satoru: :((

Satoru: thats too looooong :(((

Y/N: BYE! Ur so dramatic lmaoo

Y/N: ill be there before u kno it

Y/N: and then im all yours tonight ;)

Satoru: but I have a bit of a problem…

***

The tightness was becoming unbearable to the point where his print was visibly showing through his sweatpants. Suddenly it was as if a lightbulb appeared above his head.

***

Satoru: *image attachment*

Satoru: u see my dilemma

Y/N: OH

Y/N: O.O

Y/N: that’s a BIG problem alright

Y/N: it might be too much for me to handle

***

You were such a tease. Acting all innocent as if Gojo hasn’t had you folded like a pretzel on many occasions. But this was usually how it started. You feigned innocence and next thing you know Gojo would end up sending detailed messages on how exactly he planned to fuck you later on.

He knew this all too well, yet here he was falling for it yet again. Usually he was the one doing the teasing but the times when he was needy you were quick to seize the opportunity.

***

Satoru: my baby can handle it ;)

Y/N: and what if it doesn’t fit

Satoru: oh imma make it fit

Satoru: and u gonna take it like a good girl

Satoru: u gonna be a good girl for me?

Y/N: yes baby only for u ;)

***

“Sh-shit” Gojo groaned through gritted teeth, palming himself under his sweatpants.

The thought of him stretching your tight pussy to fit his size made his dick twitch subconsciously. He can just imagine the way your mouth would hang open and eyes widen as he bottoms out inside you. He can just imagine all the whines and moans through your pretty lips you make on his dick.

***

Y/N: how u want me to take it?

Satoru: want ur arms and legs around me

Satoru: want u so close to me

Satoru: wanna see ur pretty face wen I fuck u

Y/N: mmm can’t wait ;)

Satoru: i cant either

Satoru: need u so bad rn baby

Satoru: need to feel u

Satoru: need to hear your pretty moans in my ear

**Delivered**

All this dirty talk was just making him hornier by the second and he didn’t think he could wait much longer.

After a couple minutes, Gojo was once again checking his phone, anxiously waiting for your response. The longer he waited for your responses the more anxious he was getting.

After five minutes and no response, he knew you were still teasing him. Got him riled up and left him high and dry.

Oh how cruel.

His eyes wandered to the time almost as if it would go faster the longer he gazed at it.

“Fuck it”

Gojo slipped down his sweatpants and briefs, his cock springing out, bobbing slightly.

He closed his eyes and imagined his fist was your wet pussy. He started stroking himself at a desperate pace, trying to release what he’s been holding for what felt like hours.

The sounds of his low moans and wet sounds filled the air as he continued to chase his pleasure.

Just when he could feel himself reaching close, he heard a door opening from outside his room.

“Babe! I’m home”

Oh shit.

Gojo practically fell out his bed trying to pull his underwear and sweatpants back on.

When he finally made it out his room, he found you by the front door hanging your coat up and taking your shoes off.

“There you are! I told you I’d be home before y- TORU!”

Gojo had scooped you up and brought you over his shoulder, having your ass next to his head as your body dangled behind him.

Gojo brought his hand up and smacked your ass, “That’s for leaving me hanging earlier”

“I dunno what you mean”

He couldn’t see it but he knew you were smirking behind him. Oh you were gonna be in for it.

With that, Gojo ran to his bedroom with you over his shoulder. He was bout to make his imagination a reality.

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[dirtybitfic]

Therapy pt.5 -final part

Matt sturniolo x y/n

contains- fluff, smutt , establishing a relationship, time skip.

Matt pov-

I woke up feeling a warm presence at my side.

I looked over seeing y/n sleeping peacefully on my side. She truly is the most beautiful woman inside and out.

I never thought i'd end up in this situation with a client but i'm don't regret it . She's perfect I mean she gets along with my brothers which is important to me and she submits to me perfectly .

I like her so much more than I ever thought I could and honestly i'm not mad about it .

she starts to wiggle around in her sleep and it makes me smile . How can someone so freaky in the bedroom look so innocent .

her eyes start to flutter open and I cant help but smile as she sleepily looks at me

y/n pov-

I just woke up as I look to my left and see matt already looking at me with a big smile on his face.

good morning gorgeous

good morning I say in a raspy voice.

I honestly forgot how it felt to fall asleep in the same bed with someone. I haven't gotten that good of sleep in a long time.

he smiles as he pulls me onto him and I lay my head on his chest. but I cant help but notice the bulge thats poking my stomach . I scoot up and position myself to straddle him. I still have no underwear so the only thing thats blocking contact is his boxers.

watcha doin he asks with a smirk .

ohh nothing I say with a small sigh but I cant help the smile that spreads across my face.

mhmm okay he says as he watches my every move intensely.

I move my hips a little causing a friction on my bare pussy . He groans and grabs my hips.

take off my boxers and ride me like a good girl he says in a calm but demanding tone . I slowly slide his boxers down until they're off and I throw them behind me some where in the room and position myself back onto his lap .

he slowly lifts my hips as I position myself at his tip and slide down slowly. Im already sore from last night and given his size the stretch is still painful.

I whimper as I get lower and lower.

look at you taking me so well he coos as I reach the base and he's balls deep inside me . I take a second to adjust before beginning to bounce on him.

f-fuck oh-my I gasp as his dick hits my g-spot with every bounce.

thats it bounce on it fuck he groans as he grabs my hips and helps me continue bouncing .

my legs start to shake as I feel my self about to orgasm

f-fuck im gonna cum I cry out as the orgasm is at its brink and is about to crash over me .

let it go cum all over my cock he groans and I pulse around him and my cum drip out of me and down his base.

fuck I whine as I come down from my high but my legs continue shaking .

your legs tired sweetheart he says in a deep tone that makes me clench around him.

mhmm I whine as I grind on him .

he immediately flips us over so he's onto of me now

he starts pounding into me hard and deep causing me to scream out.

FUCK M-MATT I say as my hand goes to him stomach trying to push him away from how deep he is.

he slaps me across the face causing me to moan .

take it like i know you can he growls as he moves my hand away and leans over me so I cant put my hand on him to push him away.

he's so deep and my legs are shaking as I feel a sensation building in my stomach.

f-fuck matt oh god im gonna I get cut off by my juices squirting out of me all over his dick and the sheets beneath me .

fuckk thats it squirt all over me he groans as I come down from my high.

im starting to get overstimulated but it feels so good.

fuck oh - m- my g-god so deep I cry as I look down and see the bulge in my stomach as he thrusts into me.

yeah you see how deep I am in you huh he says as he looks down smirking at the way his dick bulges in me.

mmm fuck FUCK MATT I... I cry as I squirt again this time more than the last creating a puddle under me . His thrusts don't ease up .

the stamina this man has is crazy I think as my head starts to feel fuzzy and pure euphoria takes over my body.

fuck look at you . My fucked out little slut he groans .

all I can do is whine as I quirt again .

fuckkk so fucking hot he groans as he watches me quirt all over him.

all that can be heard is my whines and heavy breathes mixed with his groans and the squelching sounds coming from my pussy as he pounds into me relentlessly.

mmmmm I whine as I rake my nails down his back .

he groans deeply as my nails break the skin.

fuck keep fucking doing that he groans as he presses down on my stomach where his dick bulges with each trust casing me to scream out .

AHH F-F-FUCK . I squirt again creating even more of a puddle underneath myself .

god damn such a good girl he praises as I convulse underneath him and my nails dig deeper in his back.

I can barely even think anymore as my body is shaking under him .

I wraps my legs around his waist as his arms move under me and hold me close to him and he pounds into me harder and I see stars.

fuckk you feels so fucking good squeezing me so fucking tight.

all I can do is whine and moan as my nails continue digging into his back he groans and whimpers into my neck as I dig deeper into his skin .

he moves back over me as he pulls my legs up and holds around both thighs with one arm and chokes me with the other .

give me on more orgasm show me how much of a whore you are for my cock he groans as I start wiggling underneath him.

ahhh OH FUCK ME I scream as my orgasm washes over me and I shake uncontrollably as my hips lift up and he hits an even deeper angle.

fuck im gonna fill this pretty little pussy up he groans as he grabs onto my hips and his thrusts get sloppier.

f-fuck please- g-give it to me I moan .

after a couple more thrusts he fills me up and I collapse back on the bed.

he pulls out and lays beside me pulling me into him as my legs shake and I catch my breathe.

how would you feel if I asked you to be exclusive he asks in a calm sweet tone. my heart flutters and I smile.

I would be totally okay with that . I don't want anyone but you . I say as I look up at him and hes smiling at me.

good cause I don't want you with anyone but me . Your mine understand

yes sir I say in a joking manor causing him to smile .

we lay there for a bit before getting up and changing the sheets again. Then taking a long hot shower.

my muscles have relaxed and we finally changes into clothes after drying off and decide to go up stairs and get a snack and some water.

chris and nick are in the living room. as we walk past they smile and greet us.

wow you guys slept the whole day nick says as you look out of the window realizing its nighttime again.

damn I guess so I say with a smile.

well we were about to watch a movie if you guys wanna join chris says with a smile.

yeah were gonna grab some snacks and well come back in

okay they both say as we go to the kitchen to grab snack and head back in.

we sat and watched Divergent . After we finished we decided to watch the second one.

after we finished they both went to bed and we decided to go back downstairs and watch the third one . We fell asleep again happy as ever.

2 years later-

Me and matt got engaged about 8 months ago and our wedding is in a week.

Im so glad I decided to do therapy 2 years ago or I would have never met the love of my life .

I live with him and his brothers and i'm the happiest I think ive been in a long time. I love his family to death.

his mom is by far my favorite woman ever and his dad is such a genuine sweet father .

I cant believe sex therapy led me to this but I wouldn't regret to for the world .

The end.

💋

#matt sturniolo #fanfiction #smut #dirty nasty

[starfxkr]

Hey star!! I love your work sm maybe continue with sugardaddy Rafe x sad pogue bunny girl that he found crying on the beach js thinking about how he would go from being the sweetest to her when she needs something to fucking her nice n hard when she misbehaves :( js wan Rafe to put me in my place

shopping trips with rafe always start off well— you’d never had so many clothes in your life, let alone designer.

for the most part you got to pick out what you want, but rafes influence was there. “mmm i dunno bunny, that ones nice and all but you would look fuckin delicious in this.” he would gently ease whatever you had out of your hands and replace it with his choice, slowly but surely molding you into his perfect girl.

but you could never quite relinquish all of your pougeish ways, as sweet as you are. that steely rebelliousness needed to survive in the cut would rear its ugly head every now and then.

“i fuckin hate these sandals rafe i cant walk in them.” you stumbled around his room, ankles wobbling as you tried to stay upright. you may have been girly but you were practical— comfy sneakers and cute slides were the main thing to line your meagre closet and here he was trying to put you in strappy heels.

“i dont recall asking you that bun, now give me a spin.” rafe sighed and dragged a hand over his mouth, the vein in his forehead throbbed in irritation.

instead of doing what he said you bent over to take them off in a huff, “fuck you.” no sooner have you muttered it does he have a hand clamped on the back of your neck pushing you to the bed.

“wanna repeat that? dont think i heard you the first time.

uselessly you try to buck him off, “please let me go. im sorry.”

“nah too late for that, you’re gonna learn to respect your daddy you got that? now be a good bunny and relax.” rafe pushes your panties to the side and runs his fingers up and down your slit, feeling you grow wetter with each pass. “there you go, open up for me.”

you cant help the whimper that comes out your mouth when he finally circles your clit, gathering more and more of your wetness before finally sliding two fingers knuckles deep inside your sensitive cunt.

“yea its not gonna take you long at all.” the squelch of your pussy grows louder as he crooks his fingers against the sticky spot inside of you that makes you whimper. before you can cum he pulls away, “you thought thats all i was gonna do? nah bunny, ima set you right with this dick.” rafe drops is slacks, pushing your dress further up so your tits are exposed, “spread that ass for me cmon.”

with a whimper you grip the soft flesh of your ass adn spread your cheeks open for him, giving him the perfect view of your puckered hole and wet pussy. you flinch when you feel a warm glob of spit land on your asshole, “rafe…i-im not ready for that.”

rafe just presses a thumb against the tight flesh and shushed you, “dont give me that just relax.” his thumb sinks in and you moan at the stretch, “god you’re so fuckin pretty.”

“please daddy…” you trail off, not even sure what you’re begging for, but rafe seems to know—he slides his thick dick inside of you, groaning at the way your wet walls pulse around him and the added toght fit of his thumb in your ass.

“here we go bunny, ima get that attitude fixed right up.” he doesnt even bother starting slow, immediately pounding into you like a jackhammer.

his words from earlier were right— it wasn’t gonna take you long at all. “oh fuck—mmm—it’s too much.” your words just spurned him on, fucking you with his dick and finger until you were a boneless pile beneath him.

“cum for me bunny, give your daddy what he wants.”

with a pitiful squeak you cream all over his dick, your whole body shaking with the force of your orgasm.

“you feel so fucking good sweetheart, never gonna get tid of you— gonna fuckin fill you up with all my babies.” rafes hips slam so hard into your own, they bounce back off the mattress, his thumb slipping out. you were so fucked out you barely registered his words…but what you did recognised made you tremble.

babies?

but there was no more time to think about it, because rafe was filling you with so much cum he vaguely thinks he might have knocked you up.

he settles his large body over you, tired and satiated. “you gonna be a good girl now and out on those shoes?”

all you can do is nod.

#✨.txt #rafe cameron prompt #this is so long im sorry… #i got carried away teehee

[wildemaven]

The Beginning: The Proposal

Pairing: Frankie Morales x F!Reader

WC: 3528

Warnings: language, established relationship, 2nd POV, mentions of food and drinks, im going to refrain from any other things to not give anything away, but it’s all fluff

A/N: It’s here!! I’m excited and nervous!! Happy to give these to a little more love and a little bit more backstory to them. Normally I have a full blown moodboard (and I do) but it would give away too much so I’m opting to not have one but if you’re interested in seeing it, I can post it in like a separate “spoilers below” post. Also, reader’s nickname is revealed in this, so any future posts will have it when referring to her (so much easier to when trying to avoid a name). And last but not least, their song picked by y’all is Lover by T.Swift and there’s a playlist linked below.

Edited to add a big thank you to @noisynaia for letting scream at her my thoughts!!!

Okay. I hope you like it. And if you ever want to scream about these two with me, my ask box is always open.

Previous / Series Masterlist / The Proposal Playlist / Weekends Masterlist

Sometimes the beauty of life is allowing it happen organically.

Delicate bits of time woven together through fleeting moments— in varying degrees of inconsequential or life changing events.

Momentous is how you would describe your life in a single word at this very moment in time.

The last 6 months had been a whirlwind for you and Frankie. Since that night you’d both not only confessed your love to each other, but also deciding to spend the rest of time together.

You’d convinced your landlord to let you out if your lease early, due to you being a exemplary tenant for several years. With the help of Frankie and the guys, you were able to box up your things and move into Frankie’s house across town.

It had taken a few weeks to unpack your life into this new space, but you felt a sense of accomplishment once everything had a place and mixed in effortlessly with Frankie’s belongings.

You’d both decided early on to keep your engagement to yourselves— a secret for the two of you to savor and enjoy.

Not that you were worried about what others might think, but this felt like a special kind of thing you wanted to bask in before sharing with your loved ones.

And when the time was right, everyone would know.

*

Your schedules had been booked and busy, so you’d both decided to take a random Friday off to spend some extra time together. You were excited to have a 3 day weekend, alone with your fiancé. Which also meant sleeping in as late as you wanted and taking your leisure time to extricate yourself from your cozy lush surroundings.

The bed dips a bit as you turn and stretch out your slow waking form.

“Time to get up sleepy head.” His voice is still your favorite part of waking up. The soft cadence tickles every inch of your body, better than any cup of coffee ever could.

“You let me sleep in, thank you.”

“You looked comfy all wrapped up, figured you could use a few more hours.”

He kisses you, it’s sweet and laced with a hint of bitterness from his morning coffee.

“Mmm! Good morning handsome.”

“Mornin’ Beautiful. There’s a coffee and a danish on the nightstand for you.” You shoot him a questioning look, amusingly taken aback and confused. “Don’t look at me like that. They were all out of croissants this morning, so I went with your second favorite.”

You accept the offer, rolling on to your stomach to reach for your coffee. You get lost in the first sip and savor its creamy rich flavor as it hits every waiting taste bud.

“Alright sleeping beauty. Time to get your ass outta bed and get ready.” Giving your backside a few pats before heading for the bedroom door. “Our appointment is at 3 and then dinner reservations are at 6. Gonna go iron my shirt and clean up my shoes.”

“Hey!” Playfully yelling for his attention as he walks away.

He stops just outside the door, turning back towards you.

“I love you.” He serious expression relaxes and his face lighting up instantly.

“I love you too.” He shoots you a wink before turning to carry on.

It takes you a minute to get yourself up and moving. Bites of your delicious danish and sips of your warm latte aid in your efforts to get yourself ready.

Your mundane routine of showering and prepping for the day were taken at a deliberate pace. Enjoying the balmy spray of the water, soothing the slight aches and pains that had built up over the last week, the feeling of relief is almost instant.

Toweling yourself off and slipping on your cozy rob, you finish readying yourself with a simple makeup look— nothing too fancy or bold, just enough to accentuate your most favorite features.

The garment bag containing your dress for the day was tucked away in the back of your closet. You were so excited to finally get to wear it and eager to see the look on Frankie’s face when he sees you in it.

It was muted in coloring, an off shade of white, it wasn’t anything you’d ever considered for yourself but the moment you’d tried it on there was an instant reaction of sorts. It’s silky smooth fabric hugged your body in such a way that you couldn’t help but feel like it was made for you.

Jewelry and shoes finished off the look, taking yourself in fully as you stand in front of your full length mirror. You hands smoothing over the dress, admiring every detail of your reflection.

“You look stunning.”

Your eyes immediately drawn to Frankie in the mirror leaning against the door frame.

Your breath catches at the sight of him. His head cocked to the side as he admires you, hands tucked into his pant pockets, suit jacket hugging his broad shoulders over his freshly ironed shirt— the top buttons forgotten about in true Frankie fashion.

He pushes himself off the doorframe, taking a few long strides until he is crowding behind your spot in front of the mirror.

His eye contact is direct, holding an intensity that makes you dizzy. Your body tingles when his large hands slowly rest on your shoulders, his thumbs toying at the delicate straps of your dress.

“Frankie…” His name floats over your lips as you look at him with an ardent smile.

His eyes never stop watching you as he leans down pressing a kiss to your bare shoulder, your eyelids flutter as the sensation of his lips ripples through your body.

Your hand comes up to caress the side of his face, his beard trimmed down, the stubble causing a bit of resistance to your touch.

You can’t help the tiny moan that escapes from your throat as Frankie begins to press kiss after kiss along your neck, tilting your head to completely give into to his wandering mouth.

“If you don’t stop, we’re never going to be on time.” Your breathless, knowing that it’s a slippery slop of carnal desire once things start to heat up.

He kisses you one last time before standing to his full height.

“You look so pretty.”

“Pretty?” His eyebrow raises at your comment, not he doesn’t think a man can be pretty, he’s just never saw himself as such.

You turn so you’re fully facing him, hands resting on his chest as you look at him with a sweet gaze. “Yes, pretty. And your hair looks good too.” Your fingers lightly combs through the sides just purely for the experience of touching him some more.

“You think so??” You nod softly and lean into kiss him gently.

“Let’s go handsome.”

*

It was a 45 minute drive, which gave you both plenty of time to enjoy each other’s company. Chats about work and plans for the next few months permeated the truck cabin. 70’s ballads filled the in between silence, but usually evoking laughter from you as Frankie would do his best to stay in tune with the music.

This was now a regular feature in both of your lives. These days spent together, relishing each and every moment, were your favorite. Weekends alone or with friends had you craving adventure as much as possible. But even the slow paced weekends, at home had become a cherished time for the both of you, wanting to absorb each and every moment before the work week was knocking at the door.

The large building towers over the street as Frankie pulls into the parking spot. Its florid design was beautiful for a giant cement building, the front covered in windows and ornate decorative details that are reminiscent of older times.

The weather is warm and sunny as you make your way to the building, Frankie’s grasp on your hand is grounding, giving it a few subtle squeezes as you walk through the glass doors.

The air inside feels cold and stale as you wait for the next available window, very on brand for such a building. A slight shiver has Frankie pulling you in to him, wrapping you in his warmth.

“Next!”

“Good afternoon ma’am. We have an appointment, should be under Morales.”

She doesn’t respond as she clicks away at her keyboard, squinting at her computer screen through her wide-rim glasses.

“Do you have all your proper documentation with you today?” Straight to the point and zero enthusiasm in her tone.

“Uh, yes ma’am.” Frankie hands her the small stack of papers she had asked for. You squeeze his hand now, 3 times as a silent ‘I love you’.

“It’s says here Mr. Morales you’re previously divorced. Do you have proof of dissolution? Otherwise you may not proceed with your application.” She asks as she continues to hold the papers that she hasn’t looked at yet, not even looking away from the screen.

“Yes. It’s in the with the other papers. It was an amicable dissolution, we both signed and agreed to end the marriage—“

“I don’t need your life story sir, just the proper paperwork.”

“Right. Sorry, ma’am.” 3 more squeezes to his sweaty hand, thankful that Frankie is handling her crankiness so calmly and with a smile. She clearly has been doing this for years and has zero intention of small talk.

Her fingers continue to click more buttons and she scans through the papers, inputting the information into the proper boxes. And after what feels like a long process, she’s printing out some new documents, stacking them with the ones you’d given her and hands them back to Frankie.

“Please wait for your name to be called.” Barely making eye contact as she adjusts herself in her chair.

“Thank you ma’am. Have a great weekend.”

“Mhmm. Next!”

“Clearly your charming good looks had no effect on her.” You snicker into Frankie’s shoulder as you both walk to the sitting area, trying to keep your comment contained between the two of you.

The minutes tick by, the space is eerily quiet, so you keep talking to a minimum while you wait.

The other chairs are filled with what look like other couples, all most likely there for the same reason.

You take in the sweet older couple who sits across from you. They must be in their 80’s and yet they have a young innocence that seems to envelop them. Their hands anchoring them to each other as they sit snuggled in sweetly. You can’t make out their conversation, but the way she is smiling and looking at him, it feels like she completely taken by him as has been for awhile. He pats her fragile little hands as he talks and every few minutes he looks at her like she’s the only one in the room— your heart nearly implodes at the gentle kiss he gives her forehead.

It’s like you’re looking at a glimpse of your future. A love so authentic and undying, strong enough to endure hardships, a vivid and passionate life together that never gets tiring.

The soft whisper of your name catches your attention.

“You okay?” 3 gentle squeezes to your hand, the reciprocated gesture tugging at your heart.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just happy to be here with you.” You smile emphasizing your words.

“Alight, we have Morales up next! Please make your way through these doors and the commissioner is waiting for you up at the front.”

*

Entering the room, you’re welcomed by a lady standing behind a wooden podium— she’s already more inviting than the older one at the front desk.

Frankie’s hand is anchored to your lower back as you both make your way closer to her. Frankie hands her the papers she’s needs and you both wait for her to begin.

“Welcome. I have a few more couples after you so let’s get started. Do you have any witnesses with you today?”

“No ma’am we do not.”

“Okay, that’s fine, not a requirement in the state of Florida. And will you be exchanging rings today?”

“No ma’am, we do not have rings.”

“Well, this might just be the easiest one today.” She laughs a bit as she shuffled her papers around a bit.

“I’m going to ask you both to face each other while I read the declaration of intent.”

You can feel the emotions already flowing through you, as you look at Frankie. This man has gifted you with so much in such a short amount of time and you can’t help but feel so grateful for this life you’re about to begin.

“Please join hands.”

Frankie takes yours in his, his is touch is the most powerful thing you have ever felt.

“Francisco, do you take—“ There’s an pang in your chest as she says your name, but it’s not a heavy feeling, it’s light and airy as she continues reading from her paper. “To be your lawful wedded partner?”

“I do.”

His thumb sweeps back and forth across the top of your hand, his smile is beaming with elation.

“… do you take Francisco to be your lawful wedding partner?”

“I do.” There’s a slight crack when you say it, emotion fully overtaking your voice.

“… you have come here today on your own free will and declared your love for one and other.”

Tears begin to fall from your eyes as you look back at Frankie, your whole body feels like it’s floating on a blissful cloud. He wipes each tear and gently rubs your cheekbone, you lean into his touch.

“You have joined yourselves in matrimony. May you aim all your lives to meet this commitment and celebrate

in each other's company. And now that you have given and pledged your love and have stated so by joining

hands, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the State of Florida as Deputy Marriage Commissioner, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss.”

And you do. It’s unlike any kiss you have ever experienced before. It’s all-encompassing and heart-stopping, pouring out all the love you have for one another— his lips feel like forever.

Wedded bliss is intoxicating. An indescribable feeling of starting this new chapter together and looking forward to a future where it’s the two of you steadfast in your fidelity and aspirations.

*

Driving straight from the courthouse, you’d both felt slightly over dressed at your favorite restaurant, it’s casual setting a stark contrast from your wedding attire. In the short time together, you’d both become regulars, dining in or takeout had become a weekly occurrence.

Frankie had made the reservation and must have mentioned it was a special occasion because the table is nestled in a corner that was secluded from the rest of the restaurant. Lit candles and small arrangement of flowers placed in the center.

You couldn’t have imagined a more perfect post wedding celebration. Indulging in your favorite dishes as you reflect on the day, it all still feeling surreal and fresh. The staff also gifting a slice of cake, a little congratulations on your new marriage.

“How long should we keep it from them? Santi’s going to be pissed when he finds out. I can already see that assholes face.”

You laugh because you know he’s right, but you know he’ll be happy for you both, they all will.

“How about we wait a month. Then we can invite everyone over for dinner, the weather’s been nice too, so maybe we pull out the bbq even and we tell them then. I mean, we made it 6 months engaged and none of them had a single clue. I like the thought of this being between us for a little bit.”

“That sounds like a great plan.” He leans over and looks at you with an almost devilish smirk. “Now, let’s get home so I can get you out of that fucking dress.”

“Mr. Morales, you have quiet the mouth on you.” You tease amusingly.

“Well Mrs. Morales, this mouth also has plans for you this evening.” His tone hushed as he spoke, a wink to seal his response.

You close the space between you, feeling his plush lips against yours. “Then take me home soldier.” Your tongue peeking out, the softest lick to his lips before pulling away and settling back into your chair.

“Can we get the check?!”

*

It was dark by the time Frankie pull the truck into the drive way. The stars like little fireflies lighting the sky and the moon silently vigilant as it settles in for the night.

“Did we leave a light on before we left?” Unbuckling yourself and noticing a faint light illuminating the front room, a slight panic creeping in your eyes.

“Hmm, I thought we turned them all off. Go head on in and check it out, I’m gonna lock up the truck and grab the leftovers.”

Thankfully the door is secured and you don’t see any sign of a break-in or anything out of place, relief washing over you.

Stepping through the threshold into the house you’re met with an unexpected sight. Dozens of white roses on every surface surround the open room, the floor draped in a sea of white petals. Bouquets covering the kitchen island where small candles are lit, the glow you saw from the window, more bouquets as you look into the living room.

You’re completely speechless and in awe of the beauty of the room and you’re so confused trying to figure out where they all came from. Clearly someone did break in? But decorated with flowers and locked up after they left…

Footsteps through the doorway bring your attention back to your surroundings, their presence stopping behind you.

“Frankie? What are all these flowers doing here?”

He doesn’t respond, but you can sense that he’s there. Pulling your eyes away from the flowers you turn to face Frankie, except he’s not level with you when you do so.

There before you is Frankie, your husband, kneeling on one knee looking up at you holding a small box in his hands.

“Frankie?” A wave of shock and elation crash over you in a matter of seconds. “What are you doing?”

“Hermosa… I know you said you didn’t need some big extravagant proposal and seeing as how we just got married just a few hours ago 6 months after meeting, we definitely don’t follow traditions.” His voice is so soft, and his eyes have never looked brighter.

“This is me promising you a future, a life where you are not alone. From the moment I met you, I knew I wanted to be apart of your life in some capacity and I wanted to make you smile everyday because it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Everyday I wake and think of you and when I sleep I think of you, you consume me with your laughter and your words of encouragement and your ability to live without abandonment.” You gasp as he slowly opens the small box revealing a ring. The design is simple and elegant, a beautiful stone setting with a unique design on a wider gold band.

“Te amo Hermosa. Will you be mine forever?”

You can’t stop the tears that are pouring down your face, you can’t even properly form any words as you nod your head reaching out for him, standing to his full height, placing the ring on your finger.

“I just need to double check that was a yes?”

“Yes! A million times yes!” You laugh through the still streaming tears, swatting at his chest as you look down at your hand, the ring sitting perfectly on your finger.

“How did you manage to get this all set up? It’s beautiful by the way.”

“I enlisted Hannah to help.”

“Hannah knows?!”

“No. No she doesn’t know what it was for exactly. I just said I wanted to surprise you after a dinner with flowers, I didn’t realize she was going to go all out. Remind me to check my credit card later.”

You kiss him, soaking in the moment with him. “I love you Frankie.” You whisper against his lips before you begin kissing him again.

“Wait, there’s one more thing.” He states as he pulls out his phone. “I also had Hannah show me how to use my phone with the speaker, something about blue teeth?”

It takes him a minute to get it connected, but he manages to get it hooked up. Music begins to play, it’s a softer song and you realize it’s one of your favorites. You’ve played it numerous times over the last few months, claiming that the song remind you of yours and Frankie’s love for each other.

“Can I have this dance?” Tossing his phone to the couch and holding his hand out to you.

“Always.”

The song played on as you both held each other, the soft sway of your bodies around the room. The flicker of the candles still adding a touch of light, laughter and kisses exchanged as he spins you about.

This was only the beginning.

#frankie morales x you #frankie morales x f!reader #frankie morales x fem!reader #frankie morales x reader #Frankie morales #Pedro pascal #weekends with frankie #wildemaven writes

[sugar-omi]

Could you please write more about bottom/sub baxter? That moment in the epilogue where he sits in the mc lap lives in my head rent free, I just want to make him feel loved and special!

of course!! im glad someone else has bottom/sub baxter on the brain i thought i was alone</3 also same!!! he had such babygirl energy sitting in mc's lap, i wanted to jus treat him like a prince n love him to the moon n back hes so CUTE

tags : NSFW, headcanons/imagines, buttom/sub baxter, a bit of power bottom baxter, (service) dom/top reader, ok for masc/fem/nb readers, some hcs where reader has a cock or strap, bondage, rope bunny baxter <3,

synopsis : bottom/sub baxter hc's

baxter tries to take the lead, when you have sex the first time

like he'll try to be a power bottom (which he is some days, he likes dominating you in this way if you only top)

while we're still on the topic of power bottom baxter...

its so much fun to break him dom attitude <3

he's on top of you, maybe he's already sat on your cock/strap and he's too busy running his pretty mouth to remember that you can still move your legs even if your wrists are immobilized

so when you thrust up, your cock/strap hitting his prostate, he can help but go "oh-!" and his face is a mix of surprise and quickly found pleasure

the blush on his face is so cute too

and it spreads down to his chest/shoulders, his body gleaming with a layer of sweat and he pants so cutely, his tongue is pushing at his bottom lip

oh and when he begs so sweetly for you to continue, for more

well who can deny such a babe?

baxter is deathly pale, sometimes painfully-so when you're tryna enjoy the outdoors

but when he's laid out? and you can see all his beauty marks, well it's not your fault if he has to put foundation on his neck to hide the hickey

you better help him paint his mole back, otherwise it will be your fault n you're in for a punishment <3

although, after the first time, you come to the agreement that you can mark up the one on his inner thigh instead

which is a happy mistake, because instead of bruise up that lovely spot on his neck, you mark up his inner thighs

ever since his thighs hardly ever don't have hickies on them.

and while you're down there, you're always taking care of him in some other way as well

your fingers stretching him open, teasing a sensitive spot inside his ass and you're pumping them so slowly its an awful tease but he loves it

or stroking his cock, toying with his weeping head and occasionally leaving his thighs to tremble n shake while you take him down your throat, holding his hands while he bucks up into the warm heat

he's definitely a rope bunny too

mmm, i was gonna say he has typical bondage rope, but i think he's more likely to use ribbons than rope

the rope is a treat <3

definitely has fuzzy handcuffs, he's too tender for anything else, poor baby will bruise easy and well, that would be unprofessional

anyway

for your birthday, anniversary valentines day, etc. you'll come home and find your precious boyfriend laid across the bed, petals on top of the fluffy sheets and there he is, silky black ribbon tied around his torso in a delicious way, polished off by ending in a pretty bow around his neck...

and i can't forget black lingerie, stocks held up by a garter belt and lace briefs that do nothing to hide his package

mmm, now i wonder if he'd pick a crotchless one for extra oomf, so when you finally turn him around or go to grab his ass, you find a heart shaped cut out..

of course you always take care of baxter, you want him to feel loved n you'll do anything for him

now I'll definitely have to write smth separate but until then...

imagine having baxter spread out on your cock/strap, and he's shaking, flushed and panting but still wanting more as if you hadn't pulled a well earned orgasm of him just moments ago when you edged him, and as if you hadn't made him cum this morning before work and when you met for lunch

sweet boy is a bit overstimulated but it's so good

so while you're lazily thrusting, baxter pulls you in for a kiss after he whispers the breathy request

oh yeah I'm definitely gonna have to come back to this

#our life: beginnings & always #olba #our life baxter #baxter ward #baxter x reader #baxter ward x reader #baxter ward smut #smut #baxter ward x reader smut

[youllneverknow28]

The candle lights

Warnings: choking, raw sex that’s it I think not proof read because I didn’t feel like it

it was about 12:30 am on a Thursday I was stressed and studying for this quiz snape is  giving us tomorrow. usually I wouldn’t study but snape has been up my ass lately. I was on my bed and my room was pretty dark but lit at the same time I had my computer in front of me my notebook and highlighters next to it my phone beside me and a couple of candles lit. Writing stuff down I kept getting distracted by my phone going off again again and again  I got very annoyed very quickly  grabbing my phone I saw a couple texts from the slytherin group chat between me mattheo Draco Blaise tho and unfortunately pansie. We used to be good friends until she turned my cat into a frog and ate it. Not reading the texts I turned my phone on do not disturb and put it down… 

about an hour later i heard a knock at my door setting down my blunt and getting off my bed  I walked to the door opening it 

“Oh hey mattheo” I said as I looked at him clearly drunk pulling him into my room and shutting the door before anyone saw him I sat him down and went to get my water bottle for him 

“ here drink this and just chill” I said “ your obviously high” he said to me I just looked at him

“ nice ass” he said to me with a smirk on his face sticking a middle finger up at him i walked to my bed. A few minutes went by and he came to the other side getting comfy right beside me “ what are you doing “ I asked “ what does it look like” he said back with an attitude I just looked at him when I saw a smirk appearing on his face looking away I felt his hand on my thigh his cold rings making me shiver at his touch. “ do you wanna know what I’m thinking about” he whispered to me his voice filled with lust I sighed “ sure why not” his hand trailed up my thigh until he reached the end of my boxers that I had stole from Blaise “ fucking you until you can’t think” his hand going into the boxers and onto my clit I gasped at his very cold touch. “ mattheo” “ yeah” “ your so fucking random” rubbing my clit faster my breaths became heavy and my heart beating fast i didn’t know why all the sudden he wanted to fuck me,was it a dare a bet maybe but I didn’t care not one bit. Pulling my face into his kissing me so slowly put so nicely pulling is fingers from my now wet boxers and sticking them in his mouth and pulling me up and started unbuckling his pants. As I put my braids in a ponytail he kissed me on the cheek and brought my mouth to his surprisingly big cock I started bobbing my head going back and forth hearing moans and grunts from his mouth made my pussy feel some type of a way I didn’t know it could “ mmm just like that baby you can do it” he says as he starts to throat fuck me. Holding my braids in his hands he goes faster and faster i was almost unconscious

as he tapes my face bringing me back to the world as he cums in my mouth pulling out I try to sallow as much as I can. “ good girl, now get up and bend over that fucking bed of yours” doing as he says I feel is sick slam inside of me with no warning at all as he wraps his hand around my neck while is other in on my hip. I start to moan louder than I should at now 1:39 in the morning he slaps my ass. “ fuck mattheo Im gonna cum!” I basically scream. “what’s my fucking name princess hm?” “ daddy” I yell “ fuck say it again” he moans “daddy fuck if feels so good please” “ hm? Does it feel good pretty girl” “ yes daddy fuck” He puts his hand over my mouth making my moans and screams muffled. Going faster and faster he removes his hand pulling out and cumming all over my ass. Pulling me on top of him, as I lower myself on his cock bouncing up and down barley being able to move “ you ok” he asked stopping my hips “ we can stop if you want to” I shake my head “ no it’s ok I can make it” “ come here “ he says pulling me to him by my waist adjusting his legs thrusting up into me faster and faster until I could barley breath pulling out he cums  both heavy breathing as I cum.

Im so sorry if this was cringe or just over call bad it’s my first time writing something like this 

#mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle smut

[jupitercomet]

okay well i kinda came up with something, it’s pretty self indulgent ngl because i’ve had a bad anxiety day. but like if i was in the situation where i had a boxer boyfriend, i would always be so anxious when they did fight, so like maybe one where they comfort the reader before a fight that they’ll be okay and that they can straight body their opponent😭😂 maybe with jake for some ✨variety✨

okay good im glad😭 i know you said you were gonna subliminally rework my brain into not thinking that anymore but it’s still getting there

hehe yes post updates and i will be READY😂

-🧚‍♀️

I had so much fun with this one if you couldn't tell lol

warnings: mentions of violence, language, brief mention of wanting to throw up

“Mmm,” Jake groans, still clinging to sleep as he snuggles further into the blankets.

You gnaw on your lip, shyly prodding his shoulder for a second time. You feel bad, you know he should be resting. With such a big fight tomorrow, it’d be borderline dangerous to deprive him of sleep. Still you can’t stop yourself from nudging him softly.

“Stop moving, angel,” Jake’s voice is gravelly with sleep, his arm suddenly thrown over your middle to keep you still.

“Sorry,” you whisper, giving up on waking him and attempting to relax into the mattress now that you had the familiar weight of Jake’s arm around you.

Jake simply grunts in response, already dozing off again. You wait a second, holding your breath, before shifting to wrap yourself around Jake’s arm. Though you can’t fully explain it, you’re suddenly overtaken with a strong desire to cry. Your bottom lip wobbles as your eyes become glassy and you nuzzle your face deeper into Jake’s bicep.

He shifts again, pulling you closer to him with his arm. “Come ‘ere, angel.”

He’s hardly awake as he pulls you to his chest and, try as you might, the sound of his heartbeat against your ear seemed to be your breaking point. A sniffle alerts Jake of your sudden vulnerability, though sleep dulls his senses and he has yet to realize the never-ending tears that are rolling down your cheeks in rapid succession. 

“What’s going on, baby?” He hums softly, eyes still closed as he gives you a small squeeze. “Why can’t you sleep?”

Your admittance comes out meek against his chest. “Don’t want you to fight tomorrow.”

It always scared you when Jake stepped into the ring, everyone knew the horror stories, but tonight you’re terrified. Maybe it’s because you overheard Maverick telling his staff to be thorough in how they checked Jake’s opponent’s equipment. “Check his gloves,” Maverick warned solemnly and you felt your blood run cold. “He’s not known to fight fair.”

Jake seems to underestimate your fear, rolling onto his back and taking you with him as his lids remind shut. “Is my angel baby worried about lil ol' me?” He presses teasing kisses to the crown of your head. “You know I’m gonna get a first-round knockout. Aim straight for the face and pow!”

You want to scoff at his confidence but it comes out strangled. Check his gloves.

“Stop, Jake. It’s not funny,” you whimper, unable to even entertain his antics.

“Hey, now. Hold on a second,” Jake’s alert now, the wet patch on his shirt suddenly registering. “You’re serious? Why are you crying, baby?”

He sits up, leaning against the bed frame, cradling you sideways in his lap so he can see your face.

You sniffle, cheeks heating in embarrassment and you wipe at your eyes quickly. “What if you get really hurt, Jakey? What if—” Your eyes squeeze shut as intrusive thoughts fill your head. A sickening crack. Jake, bloody and bruised, passed out on the mat. Check his gloves. Check his gloves.

“No, angel. None of that,” Jake strokes your cheek to bring you back to him. “You’ll make yourself sick thinking like that.”

You want to say that you've already made yourself sick, but instead you cover your face with your hands and cry harder. It's all too much. Tomorrow’s fight. Jake’s opponent. The fact that you're keeping him up when he should be sleeping. You want to throw up.

Jake lets out a quiet curse at your condition, rubbing your back comfortingly as he rocks you both side to side. “Fuck it, I’ll give it up, okay baby? I’ll retire, get some boring ass desk job. You’ll tie my ties every morning and we’ll move to a cul de sac where all our neighbors have the same lawn and celebrate shit like Earth Day. And I’ll get really into grills for no reason. And you’ll start wearing perfume that smells like Poo-Pourri. We’ll probably get a fucking boat—”

Your quiet, watery giggle cuts him off. “You’d hate that, Jake.”

“I don’t know, now that I’ve said it, a boat sounds kind of fun.”

“You’d hate it, and that includes the boat,” you reiterate. “I could never ask you to do that.”

“You don’t have to,” Jake shakes his head, suddenly serious as he looks at you. “I’d give it all up for you in a heartbeat.”

He means it too. He means it more than he’s ever meant anything in his life. Jake knows what it’s like to lose you and nothing, not even boxing, is worth that. He’d start looking for a new job this very second if you asked him to.

Instead you kiss him softly, putting an end to the desk job fantasy he was already starting to hate. “Just promise me you’ll be safe tomorrow. And smart.”

Jake grins as you shuffle so that your back is pressed against his chest in a more comfortable sitting position. “I don’t know, angel. That’s kinda a lot to ask of a guy who’s been punched in the head as many times as I have. How ‘bout I just tell him that he’ll have my super scary girlfriend to deal with if he beats me up?”

He grabs your hands, covering your fists with his own as he puppets a few shadow punches and mimics the sound of them dramatically. 

“Holy shit, are you Muhammad Ali?! Look at that form! You’d be a killer in the ring, angel,” Jake peppers your neck in kisses, the act becoming more difficult the more he grins at your giggles. 

“Bradshaw better watch out ‘cause you’re definitely coming for his title.”

You snort and Jake wraps his arms tighter around your stomach. 

“Ooh, they could call you the Angel of Death. Pretty fucking sick, yeah?”

You shoot him a empty glare. But you relent finally, "It does sound pretty sick."

Jake takes the win and a squeal escapes your lips as he throws you both back onto the mattress. 

Exhaustion seeps through your bones the moment your head hits the pillow, your anxiety and tears catching up to you, and Jake notices, pressing a slow, lingering kiss to your lips. “There’s nothing to worry about tomorrow, okay? I can’t lose when I’ve got my lucky charm watchin’ me.”

You smile sleepily at that, eyes fluttering closed as you snuggle closer to him. You mumble an airy “I love you, Jakey" and Jake feels his heart constrict with adoration.

Your breath evens out almost immediately after that, your face soft and content. Jake can’t help the dopey smile that stretches across his lips and he tucks a piece of hair behind your ear gently.

“I love you too, angel.”

#jake seresin blurb #jake seresin x angel #one new voicemail #under the hard deck #buggy's got a pen

[love-strike]

hello ☺

Im the anon who requested this

https://www.tumblr.com/love-strike/712014839447535616/hello-my-favorite-seungkwan-fic-writer-hihihi

suggesting a seungkwan hard thought, and can I please request a short drabble with this concept?

shy boyfriend seungkwan wanting to dom you for the first time. you just didn't expect it would be the best sex in your relationship yet. the way he doesn't want to pull out his thick cock after filling you loads of cum. talking dirtily to you, telling you your his good girl for letting him have his way with you.

by the way, can I be 🍪 anon?

a/n: hello there anon!! ofc you can be 🍪 anon i think that's adorable hehe! thank you so much for this request, i also love the previous one you sent me <3 hope you enjoy!

“Seungkwan,” you moan breathlessly as you throw your head back onto the pillow beneath you. Your mind is in whiplash over how quickly you ended up in bed, getting absolutely wrecked by your boyfriend. You look up at his sweet eyes in a daze; he’s watching you fall apart.

Seungkwan is someone who is excitable when in a crowd, yet shy and easily embarrassed when faced with someone one-on-one. You love this about him — and you love pinching his cheek and telling him how cute he is when he’s bashful.

This is why you were utterly shocked when he mentioned that he wanted to try being dominant in the bedroom. It was something you fantasized about a lot, so of course you were excited. You just didn’t realize that he’s practically a natural at it.

“Mmm,” he hums in pleasure as he slows down and deepens his thrusts. “You’re such a good girl, baby.”

You feel your body shudder in response to his words and it makes him smirk. He loves seeing you underneath him.

“You like taking my cock like this, don’t you? Answer me.”

“Yes, Seungkwan, I love it,” you breathe out desperately and he groans loudly. You feel his grip on your waist tighten and his fingers dig deeply into your skin, pulling a gasp out of you. The way he’s manhandling you so easily makes your face heat up, the coil in your stomach tightening.

“Gonna cum,” Seungkwan grunts and you feel your pussy quiver around his cock in anticipation. He leans down to bury head in the crook of your neck and begins thrusting unrestrainedly. “I need you to take all of it.”

Your eyes almost roll back into your head and you moan his name as his cock jerks inside of you. He cums, and keeps cumming for so long that you swear you can feel it spill out of you. You let out a deep breath when he finally finishes. He pulls his soft length out, and you think that you’re going to get a moment to rest before you feel two slender fingers at your entrance.

“Kwan!” you gasp and squeeze your thighs together. You feel a wave of pleasure hit you as he slides his fingers in, immediately hitting your sweet spot.

“I need to make my good girl cum, don’t I?” Seungkwan whispers with a smile that makes your heart jump. You nod weakly, letting your eyes flutter closed. He quickly moves his fingers in and out and the sounds of his cum squelching inside of you just turns you on even more. He begins sucking on the sensitive skin below your ear and your hips involuntarily buck upwards, chasing towards his fingers.

“Gonna cum for me?” he asks you, his deep voice almost taunting you. “Cum all over my fingers, princess.”

Your body reacts accordingly, your pussy tensing around his fingers as your orgasm falls over you in waves. He holds you tightly in his arms as you shudder and cum for him.

After a minute of catching your breath, Seungkwan pulls his fingers out of you and immediately places them on his tongue to taste you. You groan loudly and dramatically flop your arms down on the bed, mustering the little energy that you have left.

“You’re shameless,” you tell him with a pout and he laughs loudly, wrapping his arms around you and pecking you right on the lips.

#❥ ꒰୨୧ ・love.mail #🍪 anon #seungkwan smut #boo seungkwan smut #seungkwan x reader #boo seungkwan x reader #svt smut #svt x reader

[sexy-sea-basss]

rain x aurora, drunken thots.

Tentacles. Yall should know this by now. Can i self proclaim myself the Tentacle Princess? or something? idk. i LOVE tentacles.

unedited, tipsy, this one’s for you @gottagho-st and Spookyooky. cheers babes.

NSFW BELOW. MINOR DNI.

Rain and Aurora are the sluts of the pack. They always try to out slut each other.

There’s a side that no one has really seen expect for Dew. Rain can be possessive and controlling. Rory’s about to experience that side of Rain.

One day, Rain and Aurora try to out-slut each other. Rory picks Swiss as his target, and Rain picks Dew. For a full 10 hours they’re “accidentally” bumping into their partners, touching their asses, occasionally rubbing their palms against the crotch of their chosen one. Swiss and Dew give each other a look and they kinda know what’s happening, and go with the flow.

it came to a point where rain and aurora just couldn’t wait anymore. Rain grabbed her hair and brought his mouth close to her hair, “my room, 5 minutes.”

Rain finishes his meal and head up stairs at a leisurely pace. He starts taking off his necklaces and rings, changing into something a little more comfortable.

Aurora barges into him room, 2 minutes late.

“Oh princess, you’re late… you know what’s coming” he says not even looking at her.

Rory fumbles onto her knees, “rain im so sorry, swiss got handsy and wouldn’t let me go”

“mmm, are you blaming swiss?”

“n-no, sir.”

Rain looks at her and drags her to the bed by her hair. He’s not pulling too hard as she willingly follows whenever he leads. Once she’s on her back, rain takes off her clothes, but leaves the fishnet stockings on. she’s already dripping wet, already starting to leave a stain on his sheets. “ride me slut”

aurora sits up immediately as rain lays down. she straddles him and gets into position, his tentacle dick already wet and ready to stain her from the inside out. Slowly, she sits on him, adjusting to his girth and length. thank satanas it was tapered which made the adjusting process easier.

“you’re gonna take both of me. Not a chance in hell you’re thinking of swiss dick tonight.”

“R-rain. i… nnnngggg. fuck. ones already too much.”

“mmm yes, my pretty little slut, you’re taking two of me tonight” Rain rebuttals. “i’m the only one thats allowed to fill your holes. no one else.”

And with that, rains other tentacle comes out to play. it starts caressing her ass, his hands grab an assfull and part her cheeks, giving his tentacle full access to her. He slowly enters her as she’s not stretched out. little by little, with encouragement from Rain she’s able to take all of his tentacle.

“Rain. i’m so full. please. move. do something”

His hands roam up her torso, caressing her nipples, pinching them. “mm i like it when you beg, keep going and maybe i’ll do something”

“rain, please, please move, make me yours, no one is able to make me feel this good. you’re the only one allowed to fill me like this”

His tentacles start to flick their tip inside of her. “fuck you feel so good Rory. such a good slut for me”

Rain begins to move his hips at a steady pace, until her fingers move closer to his throat, slowly tracing his gills. He shudders and increases his thrusting speed while rory tries to keep up with him, still riding both tentacles.

His tentacles hard at a work attaching themselves to rory’s insides. One suction attached itself to her g-spot, making her twitch and shake.

“rain, fuck, please, i need to cum.”

“you’ll cum when i tell you to”

rain increases his speed, he’s about to cum or ink or both, auroras also about to cum.

“cum for me” Aurora let’s go, shaking, screaming, twitching. Rain follows. He came from both tentacles. After coming down, he pulls out and can see his cum dripping out of both holes, making an absolute mess between his legs. Aurora collapses onto rain as he pulls out a little remote and presses a button.

“surprise baby, i was filming it”

“rude… send it to me” Aurora chuckles as she cuddles next to Rain. “i love this side of you, i wanna see it more often, and your tentacle too”

#Rain has the capacity to summon multiple tentacles #and he also has a cunt. #he has it all #merry christmas you filthy animals #rain x aurora #tentacles #luci writes #spook tag #spookyooky isn’t on tumblr #he’s on tumblr through me heheh #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #rain ghoul #aurora ghoulette #minors dni #drunken thots #spicy tag #luci thots

[ells-18]

Good, princess.

- the one where they give each other a good time -

“For fuck sake” Harry groans, with his head in his hands from the desk in our room. He’s been filming a video with Vik and Willne for the last while.

Im laid on our bed, my head shoots ip from my phone when I hear him groan of annoyance.

Unsure wether to approach him or not, I stay where I am. Paying my attention back to my phone.

“Sorry guys.. I’ll be 10 minutes I have to pick up Basil from the vets” will pops back up on the screen.

“That’s fine mate, I’ve got something I need to do quick too” Vik says.

“I’ll wait here” Harry smiles gently.

The both of them left the lobby, leaving Harry himself. He turned off his camera and muted himself.

He spins his chair around to face me, seeing what I’m doing. I don’t look up because I’m intrigued of a post I’ve seen on instagram. He sighs again, spinning back around.

This time, I plop my phone onto the bed and stand up adjusting my shorts.

I wore comfy clothes as we aren’t going out today because Haz is filming. Short shorts, one of Harry’s t shorts with his favourite white lace bra underneath.

I stand behind him and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing the side of his face gently. “You okay?”

I felt him relax beneath me, he takes hold of my hand and leads me to straddle his lap. That I did.

He wraps his arms around my waist, his hands placed on my lower back pulling me closer into him.

“I’m okay, baby. Just can’t be arsed filming anything today” he answers my previous question, tucking loose strands of hair behind my ears.

“Why’s that?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck and playing with the back of his hair.

“Wanted to spend it with you” he responded, fiddling with the hem of my t shirt. Well.. his.

I smile lightly, laying my head against his. “You still can, H”

“I just missed you.. I was gonna filming for over a week and I only got back today and I’m filming again. I dunno I just feel terrible for leaving you all the time” he sulks, still handsy with me.

He did have a point. The guys were filming for the good holiday vs bad holiday. When they got back two days ago I hadn’t seen him because they had to film yet another sidemen Sunday. As much as I miss him when he’s gone, I’m so supportive of him and the boys.

“I missed you so much, Harry. I always do when you’re gone. But I’m so proud of what you’re doing.. please don’t feel bad, silly” I chuckle, and kiss his nose making him laugh.

“I’d rather be in bed all day with you than film with these losers” he covers his face with his hands, groaning.

“It can’t be thattt bad” I try and defend will and vik. They’re both probably as tired- especially vik too after the trip.

“It’s not.. but there’s a few things I’d rather be doing than film with them” he says, sliding his hands under my t shirt and tightly gripping onto my hips.

“Mmm and what would that be?” I ask, sliding my hands down his back, dragging my nails on the way.

He grinds my hips down onto his, making a quiet moan escape my lips as I felt him against my core.

He continues doing this, making him hiss.

“Baby.. I want you to do something for me” he speaks, slowing down his movements.

I look at him, “anything”

“Ride my thigh”

~~

“Harry mate, where’s your camera gone?” The Geordie asks.

“Ah mate it broke” he was quick to lie.

“It broke.. within the ten minutes we were gone?” Vik asks, not buying it.

“Yeah. Y/n brought Herb to me and he broke the camera”

“He broke the camera?” Vik laughs, still not buying it.

“That’s something Basil would do” will laughs. “How is y/n?” Will continues.

“Yeah mate she’s great, currently getting herself off on my thigh. How’s Mia?”

That is what he was thinking, of course. He didn’t say that.

“She’s good, she’s currently asleep. Long shift” he says, turning his attention back to me, getting ready to help me.

“We will just watch this video, and I’ll tell you the catch of the video afterwards. Feel free to mute or whatever you want- just make sure to watch the video” will explains.

Harry automatically mutes himself.

He holds onto my hips and gets ready for me to ride his thigh.

“Now you can be a as loud as you want, baby” he whispers against my ear, tugging at it.

I feel myself getting impatient, rubbing myself against his shorts. “Harry” I whimper.

“Oh of course” he pulls his short leg up. “Go on princess. I wanna see”

I start by slowly moving my hips against his muscly thigh, automatically feeling pleasure.

“Oh, Harry”

He pushes my waist further down on him, and hides his face in the crook of my neck kissing it gently. “That’s it, baby” his muffled voice says.

I rock my hips faster and harder, feeling every sensation he was giving me.

“Need- need” i breathlessly pant, as he moves me faster digging his veiny hands into my waist.

“What do you need, princess”

“You. More of-“ I was interrupted by a moan as the feeling got even better than before. “More of you, Harry. Please”

“Hmmm” he hums while putting his hand underneath my shorts and pants finding my clit and circles it slowly.

“Fuck” I whimper at the new feeling.

He looks at me and smirks, moving his fingers around faster.

I lean back, pulling off the t shirt that was hanging from my body and throw it on the floor a few feet away.

He groans at the sighs of my chest. His favourite bra.

“The things you do to me, baby” he groans, taking one hand to cup one of my boobs while the other still circles around.

“Bounce” he smirks.

A turn on of Harry’s is seeing my chest bounce up and down. When you ride him? Fuck yes.

I move my hips on him again, this time up and down. They’re definitely bouncing, my hand trails down my body all the way to Harry’s shorts.

He was focused on circling my clit, not noticing what I’m doing.

I began to palm him through his shorts, his lips automatically attached to mine as he deeply kissed me. My hand moved under the fabric of his boxers and palm him.

He open mouth moans into my mouth. “Please”

~~

“Fuckkk, Harry” I moan into the air, continuing to park move my hand up and down him.

“You’re mesmerising” he groans, continuing his actions. He speeds it up. I follow along speeding up my hand movements.

“Ahh- Harry I’m close” I moan into his ear.

“Same, bab- baby” he hisses.

I grind my hips against his fingers, making me moan even louder.

“You ready baby?” He whispers, nibbling on my ear gently. I nod.

“Words, n/n” he grunts.

“Let me cjm” I whisper desperately. “Please”

“Let it go, give me it all” he grunts.

We both ended up finishing their, moaning and groaning against each others mouths.

Finally coming down from our highs, catching our breaths.

When he could finally breath at a steady pace, he leans in and kisses mt lips gently. “How I missed you, angel”

Before I could reply-

“Oi! Harry! It’s been 15 minutes where are you!” Will shouts in his thick accent.

“Sorry mate, I’m back. Herb was being bad” Harry says, he covers my face with his hand so they don’t hear me laugh.

“It’s alright pal” Will says. “So how did you enjoy the video?”

“Yeah mate. Was great.. found it very funny. Great” Harry responds.

“Harry.. it was about homeless children..” Vik says.

This is when I burst out laughing.

“Y/n!” Harry yells, trying to hide my laughter.

“Is y/n there? Ayy y/n how are you pal!”

“Hey will. I’m great.. tired out”

“What you been doing that’s made you so tired?” Vik asks.. immediately regretting it.

“For fuck sake!” Will laughs.

Harry turns his camera back on. “Sorry lads. Couldn’t resist”

“This is going on twitter!” Will shots, and then leaves the call.

“He’s bluffing. Nice to speak to you guys. Till next time” Vik leaves the call.

~~

A few hours later, Harry and I were cuddled up in bed.

“Haz..”

“Yeah?” He looks at me.

“Do you think Will was Being serious.. about posting it on twitter?”

Harry pulls out his phone and enters twitter. “Fuck”

“I’m going to kill that stupid geordie gremlin” I groan.

#w2s imagine

[sarcasticfina]

For the prompts post if you are taking, 13 for buddie 💖

Im so glad to see you on my dash btw

i'm trying to get inspired to write fic so please send me some prompts from either of these sentence prompt lists: one, two (see original post for ship options)

13. Do you ever think we should just stop this? (credit)

It was late, and dark enough that Buck couldn't see much more than the outline of Eddie beside him. He should be sleeping. They had work tomorrow, and Chris had to be dropped off early for that science club he joined. Did Eddie pack his lunch already? They were a little distracted earlier...

In his defense, he hadn't seen Eddie outside of work for like... four whole days. That was a lot for them. Maybe he should double check the fridge. Chris had been snacking more lately. Another growth spurt. He could use an extra pack of carrot sticks or something anyway. Or maybe some of that trail mix he loved, even if he did add mini marshmallows to it, which wasn't exactly the healthiest snack...

"Stop thinking," Eddie grumbled. "Go t' sleep."

"Hey, did you pack Chris' lunch?"

Sighing, Eddie raised his head, hair in disarray, and squinted at him. "Huh? Yeah, I... Before. After dinner, I threw something together. Why? Is that what you're worrying about?"

"I'm not worried. I was just... wondering." Buck shifted around on the bed awkwardly and shrugged. "Did you add extra snacks? He's been eating more lately..."

"Uh-huh." Eddie dropped his head back down to the pillow. "Threw in some carrots and dip and some of that trail mix. Was like half marshmallows; you gotta stop letting him talk you into that."

"It was not half..." Buck rolled his eyes. "Anyway, it's balanced out with all the nuts and raisins and dried apricot."

"Mmm."

Buck drummed his fingers atop his stomach, blanket pulled up to his chest. "Should I go out to the couch? He might have questions if he wakes up before us."

Silence answered him. But not an 'Eddie fell asleep' silence, no. This was tense, 'how do I respond to that?' silence. The worst kind of silence.

"Eds?"

"I heard you. Just... Uh... Do you wanna sleep on the couch?"

Buck frowned at the ceiling. "Not exactly comfortable for my back."

"Okay. Then stay here. I can set an earlier alarm if you want..."

Buck hummed. "I should've planned better. I wasn't even gonna come over. I was going home but then I just... didn't." He glanced in Eddie's direction. "You know, we never really talked about what the like... boundaries are."

"...boundaries," Eddie repeated. "About sleeping over or...?"

"All of it. I mean." Buck shrugged. "We just kind of... started this... thing... and we didn't really talk about it."

"Thing..."

"Historically, I'm the impulsive one, but you're not, so maybe I was expecting you to take the reins on how to handle this. Not that I was planning for us to become this. And it's not all on you, obviously."

"This thing?" Eddie sounded a little amused now and Buck frowned.

"I just don't want to overstep. Or make assumptions. Or... I don't know. I don't want to risk this... us... i don't want to do anything that might hurt Chris."

Eddie didn't respond immediately, and that heavy silence filled the room again. "What are you saying... exactly?"

"I guess..." Buck sat up and shuffled backwards. "I mean, do you ever think we should just stop this? Just go back to how it was before? Before we tried to be... more."

Eddie let out a quiet sigh and then he was shifting to sit up too, his back resting against the headboard. He rubbed a hand over his face. "Okay. First, Chris is fine. He will be fine."

"But how do you know?"

"Because he's Chris. Because he loves us and we love him. Because no matter what happens, I know you will always be a part of his life. Even if, somehow, this thing blows up in our faces, you will always put Chris first."

Buck swallowed a lump. "Yeah."

"And second, yes, we should've talked. Especially if you've been worrying about what we are. Maybe I had more time to figure out how I felt and come to grips with what it meant, I don't know. But... Evan, you're it. You're... I mean, I hope you feel the same way I do. I guess I just thought we were on the same page with how we felt. And now we're together. Boyfriend feels a little high school, but, uh, we've always been partners. Now we're just another version of that."

Warmth bloomed in Buck's chest. Partners. Yeah, that sounded right. He turned to look at Eddie, whose features were still mostly shrouded in darkness. "You're it for me too."

Eddie's shoulders slumped. "Yeah?" His voice was softer, filled with relief.

Buck grinned. "You're stuck with me for life."

Reaching over, Eddie took his hand and folded their fingers together. "Good."

"Sorry I was freaking out."

"You get in your head sometimes; I should know better. In future, we'll work on talking it out instead of waiting until..." He glanced at the old man alarm clock on his bedside table. "Dios, 2 am. Tomorrow's gonna suck."

"Whoops." Buck shuffled down the bed and pulled him along, turning onto his side to rest his head on Eddie's shoulder. He hooked an arm around him, fingers folding around his ribs. "You can sleep in. I'll bring Chris to science club and double back for you."

Eddie mumbled something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like 'I love you so much,' and then pressed a kiss to Buck's birthmark. "Go to sleep, cariño."

Anxiety assuaged, Buck listened.

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Steve Harrington x Reader Kinkmas Day 1-Marking

TW: Breeding, Marking, Hickey’s, Making out. (That should be it but let me know if I missed any! Also, this it a couple hours late but here it is! Enjoy Day 1 of Kinkmas!)

Word Count:911

Now listen here, Steve Harrington is a pretty simple guy. It doesn't take much to please him.

However, this man has a little problem when it comes to Jealousy. 

Flashback 

“Steve Harrington if you don’t get back here right now!” I yelled, fast walking after Steve as he walked out of the room.

“I'm going to the kitchen!” He yells back. 

I roll my eyes, turning the corner and leaning against the counter. 

“What are you even so mad about?” I ask, folding my arms. 

He closes the fridge and sets the orange juice on the counter. Tilting his head up and letting out a sigh. 

“I just, I don’t like you hanging around Tommy. And yes, I know he is my friend but he is a total asshole!” He said, turning around to face me. 

“Steve….” I whisper, “What are you talking about? Why are you bringing up Tommy?” I ask, walking towards him until I am standing right in front of him. 

He sighs, “after we hung out with the group yesterday. And You went to the restroom. I kinda overheard him talking about you- Don't ask what he said..I’m not gonna tell you, but it was very…filthy” He said. 

I snorted, “You’re mad at me because when we ALL hung out together last night, Tommy said some things about me” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“No I- I’m not mad at you, I'm just mad. He knows you're mine! Why would he say anything like that at all?!” He says as his voice raises a little bit. 

I move my hands to his arms, rubbing them up and down until they settle on his neck, “Steve, If you think, that anyone besides you, gets to have me. Then you must be the dumbest man in the world” I said, Pulling him down for a kiss. 

He kissed back, Putting more force into, slowly pushing me back into the counter. 

His hands move down my hips, picking me up and setting me on the counter. 

I break the kiss to pull up his shirt, throwing it on the floor. Going back in for his lips. 

My hands move to his belt, unbuckling it as fast as I can.

He breaks the kiss, moving down my neck, biting and sucking, surely leaving marks that I'll have to cover later. 

His hands grab the top of my tank top, pulling it down so my boobs fall out. Wearing no bra tonight seemed like a good choice. 

He moves down my chest, sucking marks on my left boob then moving on to the nipple. Sucking like his life depended on it. 

I leaned my head back, letting out a loud moan. 

“Oh God! Steve, baby please. I need you” I said, pulling his mouth off my nipple and back onto mine. 

“Steve..I need your cock....Please” I begged against his lips, rubbing my thighs together, or at least trying to with him standing in between them.

“Alright fine baby, maybe I should put a baby into you. Then no one else can say anything about you.” He said, rubbing his cock between my folds. 

“God yes! Put a baby into me Steve! I want your babies.” I said, Moaning loudly as he slipped his cock in. 

“Mmm, Imma fill you up all nice.” He said, thrusting slowly in me.

My hands move to his back, pulling him closer to me. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his lips down on mine. 

I moan in his mouth as his thrusts speed up. Feeling a little flutter in my stomach. 

“Oh Steve! Im gonna cum, I'm gonna cu-ahhhh” I said, cumming all over his cock. 

“Almost there baby, I'm almost there” he said, pulling my head back to kiss me. 

His thrust starts to get sloppy, and I know he's close. 

“Come on baby, come in me. Give your babies!” I said, encouraging him. 

“Ahh, oh my god.” He said cumming in me. 

Taking a moment to breathe, he rests his head on mine. 

“Damn babe, I know you’re possessive but just, damn” I said breathlessly. 

He laughs, “You didn’t think I was done with you did you?” He asks, picking me up off the counter and heading to the bedroom. 

He tosses me on the bed, crawling on top of me, “Oh baby, we’re just getting started” He said, kissing me again.

Flashback over

That leads me to right now. We have a breakfast date with the group in 20 minutes, and getting in the shower without looking in the mirror first left me this little surprise. 

My neck and chest, covered in hickies that's gonna take some time to cover up.

“Damn it Harrington. You better call them and tell them some lie on why we’re gonna be late!” I told him. Looking at him through the mirror.

He leans against the door frame, smirking. 

“I could tell them a lie, or we can just blow it off and I can give you more of those.” He said, walking over and putting his arms around my waist. 

“Nope. No. Nuh uh.” I said moving away and back into the bathroom. 

“We are not doing this!” I yelled. 

He just laughed and walked out the room. 

“I'll be waiting in the living room babe! Try not to take too long!” he teased. 

I rolled my eyes, Ignoring him, wondering how long it's gonna take me to cover these up.

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