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enhafilthandfiction · 9 months

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I'm not a Perv, just Crushing on you - Yang Jungwon ☆

A/N : Here is the ask for this post. I love this idea lmao had to turn it into a fic! Tbh it's probably one of my favourite fics 🤭🤭

Summary : Your brother's best friend might seem like a pervert, but he's not. He just likes you a little too much not to look down your shirt. What happens when he gets jealous of a guy you flirted with at your family's get together party?

Pairing : BrothersBestFriend!Junwon X Fem!Reader

Warnings : Shy Jungwon and reader, mentions of Jungwon being slightly pervy, teasing, first shared kiss, Confession from Jungwon, groping, unprotected sex, Jungwon unzipping reader's dress, grinding, slight fingering, cumming inside, slight pillow talk? and hints of another round at the end. Enjoy ;)

Word Count : 2.5K Words

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Jungwon didn't expect you to be here. Not at a stupid annual family get together party. He's been forced to attend to this party all these years yet he's never seen you around. How come you're attending now? All of a sudden? Maybe this party wasn't as bad after all.

He eyes you from the distance. You were his best friend's sister, the girl that he happens to have a crush on. The first time he saw you was at your house, the first time he came over to game with your brother. Your older brother, Sunghoon, had mentioned you before, but when Jungwon saw you for the first time- fuck, he wasn't even focused on the game anymore.

You were everything he'd ever dreamed of. Cute and shy with blushed cheeks as you introduced yourself. Voice delicate and soft, eyelashes batting up at him. He knew you were going to be the death of him.

That day he kept getting excuses. "Uh Sung, may I use the restroom?" he had asked, hoping to bump into you in the corridors or something. With the go ahead of your brother, he'd made it out of the room and was left alone to wander, luckily finding your room on his first try.

He was also pretty shy himself, gently opening your door pretending he was lost. "Uh h-hi, I got lost tryna find the bathroom" he blurts out under his breath catching your attention. You look up and smile, getting off your bed and leading him to the bathroom. That's when he thanked you and a little conversation sparked. Who knew that wouldn't be the only conversation between the two of you?

Jungwon knew it was bad. Against the bro-code or whatever. But he didn't care. He had to have you. The next day he was brave enough to text you, easily finding you from your brother's 'following list' on insta. You were delighted as you accepted his follow request and headed to the messages section to find that he'd sent you a message.

From then, he had started hitting on you, hinting his crush on you and trying to get closer but still keeping it lowkey to your brother. All these months he'd kept it all inside of him because he wasn't sure if you fancied him back and feared that you would tell you brother.

You never really seemed to lead him on; until summer. Without no school he started coming over way more than usual. And you started liking him. You've started noticing how cute he looked with messy hair after he's crashed your home couch or how he bit his lower lip in concentration as he tried to beat your brother in Mario Cart.

You started wearing low cut tops around him just to show off your cleavage or shorter shorts just so that your ass hangs out a little. It was driving Jungwon insane. You new it. He would only take one glance at you and look away, cheeks flushed as he swallows.

But he was a slight pervert too. You'd catch him look your way at some point, then look away real quick, hoping you didn't notice. But you did. You have been all along. You were finally understanding all those texts from him. He had been hitting on you.

Which is why now, after hearing you brother say that he's going to meet up with Jungwon at this boring party, you weren't going to miss the opportunity. You put on your favourite dress and put down your hair and got ready for the party. Which is why now

He eyes you from the distance. He notices what you wore and wonders if you wore that dress just for him. He notices your gorgeous smile and he smiles too, until he sees why you're smiling.

Kim Jong-fucking-hoo. That dude from school. He was in Jungwon's class the past years and he's always been a bully. You shouldn't be talking to him. Mainly because you should be talking to Jungwon but also because Jonghoo is a bad influence.

You notice Jungwon from the corner of your eye and as you look to the side you offer him a little smile, only to turn back to the other guy. Jungwon wonders what he should do. He knows you're teasing him by the way you keep glancing at him but he's not sure if he should approach you.

That's until you place your arm on Jonghoo's biceps, laughing about something that wasn't exactly funny. Jungwon looses it. He makes his way over to you both and snatches you away from that jerk.

"She's my girlfriend" is the only excuse Jungwon brings up when the other dude complains when he takes you away. His grip on your hand is strong as he leads you up the strairs, not really sure where he's going.

"Woah woah, slow down Won" he loves it when you call him that. "Where are we going?" you ask, eyes wide "Also, I'm not your girlfriend!". He sighs and walks you into the nearest room he finds which happens to be someone's bedroom. He locks the door behind you two and faces you.

"Why were you teasing me?" he asked you eyebrows furrowed. Before you can say anything he cuts you off "Don't pretend you weren't. You have been all this time. The shirts and the shorts and, and the texts-"

You look down almost in shame but then remember that he's been noticing and looking this whole time. "So you are a little bit perverted huh? If you weren't you wouldn't be looking at my shirts and shorts all the time" you accused crossing your arms.

He sighs to himself and without thinking he just says what he has to say "I'm not a pervert y/n, I just kinda.. like you" he blurts out with difficulty. You almost think he's messing around until he says it again. "I mean, you've probably noticed I've been hitting on you all this time so it shouldn't be a surpris-"

You cut him off, pressing your lips onto his and pushing him up against the wall. Your arms move all over him, making sure it's not a dream. He kisses you back eagerly after he gets over the little shock.

He pulls away for a quick second "Wait, so you like me back?" he ask out of breath. You nod and desperately connect again, your lips on his. This time he places his hands on your hips and flips you, so that you're the one against the wall. You smile into the kiss already enjoying this new side of him.

You place your hands on his biceps and feel how firm they are. Who would've thought that your brother's shy best friend was buff? As your mind started wondering what he could do to you with his strength, he places his hands right below your ass, picking you up.

You wrap your legs around his waist and as if he read your mind, he walks you to the bed. He chuckles as he places you down on it gently, and as you're settling in he takes off his shirt. A new chuckle leaves his lips as he sees you staring, but he doesn't want to embarrass you.

He climbs onto the bed atop of you and decides to kiss you again. During the kiss, he grabs your hand and places it somewhere near his abs. When you pull away for breath he sits up on his knees, your hand still against his abs. "You can touch, you know?" he smiles, loving the way you're so mesmerized by his abs. Guess the gym with Sunghoon was worth it.

You catch him staring at the cleavage of the dress, almost undressing you with his eyes. "Here I'll take it off" you say, offering a little smile. You get off the bed but as you stand you realise you won't be able to reach the zipper yourself.

"Uhh, mind if you unzip me?" you ask shyly, awkwardly waiting for him to unzip your dress. His face brightens at your request. He gets behind you and runs his hands along your back before finding the little zipper, lowering it slowly.

Once unzipped, he places his hands into the dress, around your waist. You let the straps of the dress fall from your shoulders, the garment finally falling to the floor at your ankles.

You let your intrusive thoughts win as you take a step back and angle your ass out, subtly grinding on him. "Fuck" is all he can mumble under his breath before grinding back into you, his hands on your hips, fucking your clothed pussy.

"P-please Won, need you i-inside" you whine. He already felt good clothed, just imagine how he'd feel deep inside you. He obliges, with his hands still on your hips, he turns around, making you rest your hands on the mattress.

With just your hands at the edge of the bed supporting you, you were at his mercy. He leans down, his chest against your back, pecking the back of your neck with little kisses. Then when he actually realises this is about to happen he realises that he doesn't have any rubbers on him.

"Uh y/n, I wasn't really prepared and I uh- I don't have a condom on me" he says shamefully. You just wriggle your ass against him teasingly.

"It's fine, I wanted you to cum inside anyway" you admit, making him curse under his breath. He could've sworn he felt his dick twitch at your statement.

Without thinking twice, he slid down his pants along with his underwear, his cock springing up almost against his abdomen. You couldn't help but turn around to take a look, your gaze making him blush. You were right, a pretty boy must have a pretty cock.

"Shit, you're so big" you compliment "Can't wait to have it in me" you giggle as you notice it twitch. He breathes in, his face feeling too warm. When you turn back around and wriggle your ass again, he knows he shouldn't waste more time.

He presses two of his fingers against your clit circling around before sliding down your lips, rubbing you over your soaked panties. The way you squirm around makes him want more, suddenly sliding your panties to the side so he could really admire your glistening core.

"You're so fucking wet" he curses under his breath when he lets his fingers ghost over your now-bare pussy. And you were wet, drenched actually. You were so wet for him that it felt like you were menstruating or something. But it was only arousal for him.

He experimentally dipped one of his fingers into you, wanting to see how tight you actually were. He sucked in a breath as he realised you're way tighter than he had imagined. Impatient, he pulled his fingers out gently, bringing them to his mouth before sucking them clean.

"You taste so good" he notes, licking your arousal off his fingers. "If I wasn't so desperate to fuck you I'd eat you out right now" but he was too needy at the moment and his dick almost started hurting with neglect.

"Ready?"

"Mhm" you hum back, mentally preparing yourself to finally take your brother's best friend after all this time.

He breathes in as he moves your panties to the side, giving himself a few strokes before pushing his red tip into your entrance. Even that was already big enough for you, already clenching around the little he gave you.

"Stop clenching like that y/n or I'll cum" he warned, not wanting to ruin it for both of you. You tried your best to just relax and take all of him, shutting your eyes tight at the slight sting of him pushing inside.

It's not like you were a virgin or anything, but he was probably the biggest you've ever taken so far. You sigh out in union as he finally stills inside you, letting you adjust to his size a little bit before starting to actually fuck you.

You were making it a little difficult for him to stay still, your cunt squeezing him like it has its own mind. "C-Can I please move?" he asks, hoping you'd give him the green light.

"P-please" you plead, squeezing around him one more time. He grips your hips tightly, starting to fuck into you. His eyes shut tightly as he gets lost in the way you feel. Fuck, this was a million times better than his stupid fist.

"Mm, you, you feel s-so good around me" he stutters in pleasure, the pressure on his dick making it difficult for him to speak. He tried to calm himself down, not wanting to cum too quick and ruin it for the both of you. But with the way you kept squeezing him in, gripping him like a vice, it was almost impossible.

His hips start snapping against yours, the sound of skin slapping echoing in the room for a few moments. "A-ah Won, fucking me so good" you praise, trying your best to speak. He was just so deep in you, and so so close.

He dipped his head forward, lips pressing kissing along your back to the back of your neck, making you moan out for him. You could feel him squeeze your hips as you clenched around him, trying to ground himself.

"Shit Y/n, I-I'm close" he warned, almost embarrassed at how fast he's cumming,

But you weren't so far behind either. "S-same" you manages out, vision hazy as your orgasm approached you. His brows furrowed in focus, picking up his pace a little and chasing his orgasm.

When he felt right at the edge, he placed his fingers on your clit, wanting to cum together. With just a few triggering rubs on your clit, you were clenching around him, your arms giving out as you creamed all over his cock.

With a few more of your squeezes he was cumming too, hot spurts of his release filling you up. All he could do was curse under his breath before pulling out gently and laying beside you breathlessly.

You rolled onto your back, your arms now touching. You had already regained your breath a little, having finished before him. "You okay Won?" you asked, checking up on him. But he wasn't quite back yet. He interlaced his pinky finger to yours to show you that he's heard you, before sighing out.

His eyes suddenly open and he turns to his side, facing you. "How was it? Did you feel good?" he asked, wanting to make sure you're satisfied.

"Amazing actually" you replied, smiling to yourself.

He sighed contently and closed his eyes again until you speak once more. "I can still feel your cum inside me" you mumble, feeling it trickle out of your hole.

"Fuck, don't say things like that or you'll make me pop another boner" he warns.

"Maybe I want that" you smile cheekily. "How about we go shower?" you ask hopefully, an evil grin on your face.

"Oh yeah, I'm definitely going to get another boner"

Thankyou for reading to the end! I hope you enjoyed it :D Have a good day/night and remember that ily! <333

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m0uchie · 3 months

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Hi hi!! I'm pretty sure this is my first time requesting so I am a bit scared afjrjwj...

Anyways could you do Scara x reader (could be gn,whatever makes you comfortable!) where Scara is a complete nerd and is just explaining to reader about his nerdy interests/hobbies while reader just thinks about devouring and worshipping him 🤭

You could ignore/delete if you want or if it doesn't fit with your rules!!(I did read them but just in case) have a great day/night and take care of yourself!!❤️

𐙚 secret obsession

⟡ you discover what Scaramouche's face (a boy in your class) really looks like and now you can't stop thinking about him

— pairing : nerd!scaramouche x gn!reader

— warnings : NSFW; reader is obsessed? A bit too much, lmao; yandere reader; penetrative sex (in reader's imagination); oral (m!receiving)

— a/n : HIII! YOU LOOK SO SWEET :( Don't be scared to send smth, I loved your request 🫶 I hope I did your first request well and ty for reading the rules😭😭

part 2

You know what they say about not approaching the shy kid who sits alone at break because they usually mean trouble? You did completely the opposite of that.

Scaramouche should've been the smartest boy in your class. However, his presence went unnoticed by the other students, even though he had a charming beauty that he hid behind his hat and corrective glasses. These same glasses that you picked up from the floor when he collided with you while blindly speeding up his steps in the hallway with a stack of notebooks in hand to deliver to the professor.

Your mouth opens in shock at finally seeing him without that giant hat he wore all the time, lying on the floor along with his lenses and notebooks. Soft skin, round and bright eyes of a vibrant color like a doll that you couldn't stop staring at.

"Y-you're in the way." he mutters, lifting his finger to adjust the glasses that hung on the tip of his nose with his other arm holding the notebooks tightly against his chest, and slightly panicking when he notices the lack of presence of the frame.

"You're welcome." you level up the glasses to his face, straightening the messy strands of hair on his head with your fingers and a smirk on your face. He blushes and forms a pout with his mouth, mumbling something you couldn't hear and taking his glasses back from your hand, without even looking back before running away.

As the days passed, the more lost your mind seemed to become after your sudden encounter with Scaramouche. You'd taken the hat he had forgotten home, as he had run away from you out of the blue that day and left it with you. Until now he didn't seem to notice the lack of the accessory, unlike your mind which couldn't erase the meeting between the two of you from your memory.

Your thoughts were always about him and what happened that day, how silly he looked wearing glasses, but still how satisfying it was to know that you were the only one who was aware of his ethereal beauty. Your concentration was unconsciously broken the moment your eyes landed on Scaramouche, head wandering through scenarios that you created about him and made your heart race without your permission.

The situation got to the point where one of your teachers called you to talk about your sudden lack of attention during class and your friends started to worry, asking you if everything was okay, you just shrugged it off as a personal problem.

Maybe if you took the time to actually talk to him and get to know him better, that would stop, right? Wrong.

It was incredibly difficult to maintain a topic with Scaramouche (that or he didn't pay you the slightest attention). He was closed off, in a way that scared you. His hat was still stored with you inside a large bag that you took to school every day. You weren't the shy type, so why so much trouble handing his belongings back? It's not like you got attached to it or anything...

But in the end, talking to him ended up being inevitable, as you were paired up together to work in pairs by a great irony of fate. All you had to do was ask a simple "what do you have in mind?" for him to start babbling on his own, and you just assumed that was how you'd bring up a topic next time...

"Next time?" This should be the last one! It was just a matter of handing over his hat and continuing with your life, but did you really want that?

He would never know the dark places your mind wandered to as he spoke huge sentences without a single pause. How his velvety voice sent you soaring.

It was so naughty of you to take your fantasies — that you were supposed to have in the confines of your room — to the classroom, your thighs rubbing against each other under the table in search of relief.

"Are you even listening to me?!" His call would bring you back down for a second. Your chin rested in the palm of your hand, but without stopping your mouth from opening and a little drool dripping from the corner.

Maybe you would listen to what he had to say if he threw you face down against a counter, aggressively took off your shorts just to fuck you from behind :(

Of course, it'd be more difficult to understand and assimilate what he wanted to say in your fucked out state, but he could thrust the knowledge into you!! Moving his waist like crazy and laying his chin over your shoulders. His mouth so close to your ear that all you could hear were his off-key moans.

He'd look so cute all concentrated!! Eyes closed and sweat running down his forehead. At some point he would get so out of control that his tongue would roll out, and thin lines of drool could be seen in his mouth. You could be his little fuck toy, as long as he uses you and only you for his pleasure.

The way he'd squeeze your waist too... After having made you cum so many times, of course that area of your belly would be sensitive! The way he squeezes you, at the same time he thrusts his dick with all his might into your wet hole, you think you're going to faint. It even feels like he's hugging you like a cute teddy bear, without caring how messy he's leaving your insides.

"You're not paying attention again..." he complains, clearly irritated. You nod and he rolls his eyes, continuing with his speech when he thinks he's got your attention.

But maybe that's not the right way... He should leave you on your knees in front of him, sucking his dick willingly so you can learn your lesson. Doing your job of cleaning him up after he had taken his cock out of you.

Classes end and you say goodbye to Scaramouche. He's clearly surprised when you pull him into a hug, rushing out before he can say anything, smiling and giggling. Now you were covered with his sweet scent. The same fragrance that impregnated his hat.

Oh, and about the hat... Who knows, maybe one day you'll return it to its owner again? It's still very useful to you. (╯︵╰)

part 2

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lovelettersfromluna · 6 months

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can i request one of your girls' drabble, ellie is edging u while filming 🤭

Oh god….the camgirl!Ellie saga continues….

an: if any of you would like to see more of these little drabbles from my series pls feel free to inbox me! I love writing these two so so much

Warnings: SMUT!! 18+, MDNI!!!, edging, dom!Ellie, camgirl!Ellie, live stream sex, dirty talk, usage of toys, fingering, clit slapping, nipple play, let me know if I missed anything!!

In all honesty? You don’t think you’d ever get fully used to being fucked in front of thousands of people.

Virtually, that is.

Ellie had slowly introduced you to it, allowing you to be on camera whenever you were ready, and opting out whenever you weren’t.

It wasn’t entirely different from pre-recording something and then just posting it. It was still a camera pointing at you and Ellie while you played with each other…

Apart from the constant pings that came through Ellie’s computer.

“Jesus Christ…I’ve never seen them so…active..” Ellie would breath out softly after your first time live streaming, her own disbelief clear as she scrolled through the amount of tips you two had racked up after a quick stream of her eating your pussy.

That only further proved that the crowed fucking loved you, and you’d be lying if you said there wasn’t a rush that came with putting a show on for them.

And that’s how you eased into it, knowing how much they loved you and Ellie together. The amount of messages that Ellie had received when you came back to her page was almost overwhelming, her audience practically foaming at the mouth for more content of you two.

It’s how you ended up on you bed, your back pressed against Ellie’s chest, her hands spreading your legs and giving the camera the perfect view of your soaking wet pussy.

Her soft lips were pressed against your neck, large hands roaming over your body, playing with your nipples, your hips, your stomach, your thighs, every single part of your body receiving the pleasure of feeling her calloused hands on your soft skin…

Expect for where she knew you needed her most.

The whine you let out was pathetic, your eyebrows furrowed, swollen lips forming a pout. The camera stopped just below your nose, allowing the audience to see just how fucked out you were from the sight of your messy, maroon tinted lips.

Ellie’s chuckle rang through your ears, making your aching pussy throb as her slender fingers rolled your nipples between the pads of her digits.

“She’s so fuckin’ needy….doesn’t she get so cute when she’s like this? You guys know I could probably get her to say whatever I want as long as I let her cum…pathetic…” Ellie hummed out, a soft hiss sliding against her tongue as her hands slid down your body, settling between your legs. Both of her hands came down, spreading your pussy further, your lips making a wet, sticky sound at the gesture.

“Fuck…you can fucking hear how wet she is…all that for me baby?” She hummed softly.

Your hips thrusted up, eager to make her fingers slip and somehow settle on your throbbing clit.

Ellie had been at this for what felt like an eternity, rubbing your clit, finger fucking your poor little pussy and bringing you right to the edge, all for her to stop and leave you high and dry. Your cheeks were wet with desperate tears, lips swollen and pouty from all the biting you’d done, it didn’t help that the mirrored image of the two of you made you even hornier.

You loved seeing Ellie’s hands playing with your body.

Ellie chuckled softly, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “Such a needy girl…come here baby…lemme make you feel good…”

The moan you let out was hysterical, your back arching almost painfully as her fingers went to your clit, rolling tight circles into the bundle of nerves. Her eyes never left your face, always loving the way you came undone against her no matter what she did.

“That’s it…that’s my good girl…feels good, huh? You’ve been so good for me baby…been so good for everyone watching…” she praised you.

And she was right, the amount of tips that would come in whenever Ellie would start playing with your pussy again was almost appalling, the comments all praising you for being a good girl, urging Ellie to keep going, wanting nothing more than to see you cum on camera.

But this was far too fun to end so quickly…

Her fingers stopped working against your clit, and you let out a loud whine despite the fact that you expected her to stop. Ellie always liked going long during streams like this, when you were so needy, and desperate, and fucked out that all you could do was give her whatever she wanted.

When Ellie hears the whine leave your swollen lips, her hand comes down quickly to give your clit a light spank, which makes your body jump, and makes you moan loudly. You quickly grab her wrist when she raises it again, shaking your head as you stare up at her with hazy eyes.

“D-don’t! I’ll…you’re gonna make me cum if you…fuck…do that again” you whimper out.

Ellie raises her eyebrows at this, her eyes drifting over to the camera for a minute to catch sight of the mess between your thighs. Her hand comes up, gripping your cheeks and squishing them together before she smashes her lips against yours in a messy, needy kiss, the sounds of your tongues lapping together mixing in with your moans and creating something truly erotic.

“Gonna be the death of me someday, baby…fuck…” she whispered softly against your lips, only loud enough for you to hear, too quiet for the mic she has set up to catch.

Those moments are frequent, when for a split second, the act of being two performers is dropped, and it’s Ellie, your Ellie, coming through and letting you know just how fucking obsessed with you she truly is.

Makes your heart flutter every single time.

You giggle softly, smiling against her lips as you simply give her a quiet nod as if to silently agree with her, and you can feel her smiling against your lips too.

But the sweet, syrupy moment between you two dissolves quickly, because while you’re far too deep in the feeling of Ellie’s lips on yours, you can barely register the feeling of her reaching behind her and grabbing something, and you can barely hear the sound of the vibrator she bought for you buzzing.

And you wouldn’t have realized she had it at all, if it wasn’t for her pressing the buzzing head of the toy against your drooling core, making you gasp loudly.

Ellie smirks almost proudly when she watches you turn your head from her to look down at the toy she has buzzing against your clit, against your labia and against your weeping hole, giving all of you the attention you’ve wanted all night long.

“F-fuck! H-haaa….i won’t…m’not gonna last long..” you stutter out, trying your best to close your legs, running away from the intense buzzing of the vibrating wand.

“Nuh-uh…you stay right there, and give the people what they want….come on baby…you deserve it” she demands, voice dripping with dominance as she pries your legs apart, keeping you spread open for the camera.

Your eyes are so blurry, and you can’t even hear the sounds of the tips coming in through the noise of the vibrator and your own moans.

“Fuck! Fuck I’m…you’re gonna…oh my god!!” You cry out, back arching once again, pushing your head against Ellie’s shoulder as you came hard, the sound loud and guttural, sure to leave your poor throat hoarse in the morning.

“That’s it baby…fuck yeah…so fucking pretty…that’s my pretty girl..” Ellie praises over and over again as she holds you down, keeping you against her as she helps you ride out your orgasm, stopping you from running away from the toy.

When you finally come down, she removes the toy from between your legs and tosses it somewhere on your bed. Her hands let you close your legs, and exhausted whine leaving your lips as you let her hands massage your body, hiding you away from the camera.

You were now entering a time that was reserved for only you and Ellie, you learned that it was just for you two by how quickly she ended the streams whenever you had finished.

“She’s all done for tonight you guys…we always appreciate putting on a show…” she hums out softly.

Your eyes were already so hazy, and you could feel the exhaustion from the orgasm taking over the second it had washed over you, and probably even before then. You couldn’t even say goodbye to your audience properly, because Ellie was ending the stream and closing her laptop before you could even lift a finger.

Ellie chuckled softly, pulling you down to lay with her as she grabbed your blanket and tossed it over your naked body.

“Did so good for me baby…so proud of you…” she sighed against your skin, peppering your face with kisses as she watched your eyes grow heavier and heavier.

Honestly? You couldn’t wait to get her back on the next stream.

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savannahsdeath · 10 months

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As a lil ellie request, would u mind writing smth about reader being mad at ellie bc she was a little reckless on patrol and got hurt, so she dosnt let ellie touch her while she rides her? <33

this is my first request and i absolutely love it so how could i say no 🤭

ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER

mdni please<3

summary: ellie was reckless during her usual patrol so you decided to give her a lesson

warnings: 18+!! smut, strap (r!receiving), wound, mean!reader, begging

writers note: i actually love this idea sm?? also dear anon sorry if its not something you expected but its just how i imagine that:3

You were waiting for your girlfriend to come back from patrol, just like every day. Except today she took her fucking time.

The sun has already set, so instead of waiting in the couch, as usual, you decided to go to your bedroom. You knew you won't fall asleep, not until she comes back. You needed to see she's safe if you want to sleep peacefully.

The door's opened.

You heard her entering the living room, surprised you're not there.

"Babe?" She frowned.

You quickly ran up to her. You were already mad she came home so late but after seeing her you were truly pissed of.

Her jeans were rolled up, exposing her leg covered in messy-bloody bandages.

"What the fuck happened?" You almost yelled, kneeling in front of her and unwrapping it.

"I might get bit." She said with a shrug, like it's a normal thing. "They almost killed Jesse, so I covered him. Ya know, he's not the immune one."

You went to the bathroom to get fresh bandages and alcohol to clean the wound. The bit was small, it (whatever 'it' was) probably barely touched her. You quickly started patching her up.

"So what, just because you're immune makes you think you can risk your life?" You chuckled mockingly.

Her leg stung from the alcohol and it took all of her efforts to not groan out in pain.

It was almost more frustrating that she was so nonchalant about it. Like, you knew she didn't care about herself, she rarely ever did, but her putting herself in harm's way because she's the immune-whatever was just annoying. You wanted to yell at her and drag her into the house and never let her out again, but you also didn't want to sound like a controlling jerk.

"Aww, are you worried about me?" Ellie smirked. You rolled your eyes at her response to your concern. She always liked to push your buttons, and this was only one of times she does it.

You finished cleaning and patching up the small bite on her leg, and the wound looked almost healed. You went back to the bathroom to to throw away the used bandages.

You leaned over the sink, splashing some water in your face and gathering your thoughts.

Maybe you overreacted?

Suddenly, when you looked at the mirror, you saw Ellie standing behind you with her hands wrapped around your waist. Her breath tickled the side of your face as she pressed herself against you.

You felt the bulge in her pants and your eyes widened. There's no way she was wearing it at the patrol, but then again, when did she manage to put it on?

"I can make it up to you." She whispered.

You couldn't completely give in. She deserved a lesson and you doing whatever she wants would have the opposite effect. Still, you couldn't resist her now, could you?

Before you could push her away, she kissed you. Her lips were so possessive, like she's intentionally making you as breathless as possible, so you won't manage to speak - you won't manage to say no. The truth is, you didn't want to say no. Not to her.

She was slowly pushing you towards your bedroom, which was (luckily) opposite the bathroom.

She pulled away to let you catch your breath only when you were sitting on her lap, not able to move because of her strong grip.

After she unbuckled her belt, she lied down as you sat on top of her. She gave you one of those 'you know what to do' looks.

And that was the moment your bratty attitude came back, as you remembered how reckless your girlfriend really is. Of course you craved her strap, but you wanted to somehow make her regret her stupid antics, so you decided to take it your way.

She was the type of person that needed to touch you. Going on a walk? - Her hand is either on your waist, back pocket of your jeans or tangled with yours. And while you're fucking she had to hold you. Even though just the sight of you is enough to make her go insane, she could never keep her hands away from you.

This time wasn't an exception but you wanted it to be.

You spared yourself all the little games and you started riding her instantly. Gripping her hips for balance, rolling your eyes back and moaning her name.

For her, you looked like the most precious thing in the world right at this moment. She just loved seeing you fuck yourself dumb on her cock.

Her hands started desperatly touching your body, as if to make sure this isn't a hallucination. But you quickly pulled them away.

She had no idea what your point was, she narrowed her eyes and frowned. Suddenly she smirked as she remembered your previous 'argument'.

"Don't tell me you're still mad." She chuckled breathlessly.

Usually you'd try to be as quiet as possible, embarrased by how Ellie can make you feel. This day you were anything but quiet, hoping to make her mad.

"I may be." You moaned out.

She closed her eyes, loudly exhaling, as she seemed to think about something.

She tried touching you a few more times, not successfully. You were holding back a laugh at her confusion.

"Don't be like that, I know you love my touch. Just let me... It would be a win-win situation." She tilted her head, staring at you taking the whole strap without her help. At this point, what you did was cruel.

"Are you seriously so mad at me for this little bite that you're going to make me just helplessly watch?" She continued, her each word sounded more and more exaggerated.

"What, can't stand it?" You said mockingly, continuing to whimper.

"Of course I can't fucking stand it!" She covered her face with her hands as looking at you made it worse and she wasn't able to just look away. Her hips were thrusting, just a little, as she hoped you won't notice.

You couldn't hold back your laugh any longer. She was really losing her mind, or at least pretending to. You couldn't tell. But it sure was funny to watch her squirm.

Your smirk grew with each response, knowing her patience was wearing thin and she would soon be begging for you. She was clearly pissed at the situation, but she wanted to play it cool at first. However, that facade melted with your each mocking response.

"Just let me touch you." She whispered, her voice becoming more needy and frustrated. "I need this."

"You know what I need?" You grinned in between your groans. "An responsible girlfriend who doesn't think her immunity is an excuse for... everything."

She scoffed, but she didn't care about the answer. She just needed you. The frustration was building up to the point where she wouldn't be able to take it soon. Her hands started pulling at your shirt as if she wanted to discretely show you she wants it off of you. She had gone mad, and you loved every moment of it.

"Please, I can't take it anymore." She moaned, her voice breaking every word with a new breath.

"There she is, starting to beg." You laughed as you pushed her hands away again, gentler this time.

Of course you didn't feel as good as you did when Ellie was helping you - there's just something about the way she guides your hips on top of her. But you had to keep your cool this time.

Her hands kept reaching for you, but you kept pulling them away. She was frustrated, and her voice was getting angrier.

"Stop playing hard to get."

It was clear she had almost reached her limit. She didn't care about anything anymore, she just wanted you.

You whimpered and teased her some more, which drove her completely mad. She was at her limit and couldn't handle it any longer.

"Please... please... please." She begged desperately, pulling at your shirt. "I'm going crazy, I need you..."

The sound of her voice broke you. You couldn't help but stop and start giggling to yourself, amused by the desperation in her tone.

But you didn't dare push the game any longer.

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bubblebaththoughts · 4 months

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Morning Sex

Neteyam x Fem!Na’vi!Reader

kinkmas masterlist

warnings: 18+ MDNI! p in v, lazy sex 🤭, teasing, bit of cursing

translations:

syulang - flower

Neteyam woke up in a cold sweat, his eyes frantically searched for you. You slept peacefully on his chest, in his arms, safe.

He groaned, his head tilting back to look up at the sky, which was getting brighter by the moment.

He felt you stir, your hands coming up to your face and you used them to rub the sleep from your eyes.

You blinked up at him, a sleepy smile on your face. “Hi.”

“Hi, syulang.” He smiled down at you, his own hand coming up to push your messy hair out of your face, “Sleep alright?”

You nod, softly yawning as you relax against his warm skin.

“Come here pretty girl.” He pulled you up until you’re straddling him

You look down at him with sleepy eyes, Eywa he loved you like this.

“What game are you playing Neteyam?” You accuse, your loving smile morphing into a smirk

“Nothing.” He squeezed your hips

“Liar.” You laughed, throwing your head back

His hands slid up to your waist, gently squeezing. “Want you.”

“I’m right here.” You tease leaning down to hovet over his lips

“Wanna be inside you.” He mumbled, then leaned up to connect your lips

The kiss is lazy, messy, sloppy. Everything Neteyam never was.

He always was very clean and calculated.

His hand came up to rest gently on your cheek, pulling you even closer to him.

He pulls away with a lazy smirk on his face. “You were begging for me last night, and I gave what you wanted. Give me what I want.”

“Say please.” You smile, your hand gripping his chin.

“Make me.” He teased, slapping your thigh

“I will.” You challenged, your hips began to slightly rut against him

“Whatever you say, pretty girl.” He laughed, pulling you in once again

He realized in this moment that he really liked messy kisses, and how he could hear the lewd sounds of your lips mashing.

Before he knew it, you had taken his loincloth off, yours being long discarded.

You begin to rock against him again, his cock sliding between the lips of your soaking pussy, but you wouldn’t let it slip inside.

Neteyam tried to steady your hips to control the movement, but you pushed his hands away.

“Baby.” He whined, throwing his head back “Lemme fuck you.”

“What’s the magic word?” You tease

His ears perk up, “You’re serious?”

“Quite.” You poke his chest

“Fuck, fine.” He surrendered, “Please.”

“Please… what?” You push him further, honestly you were wondering how far he would let you go with this, as he was always in charge.

He growled, his hands coming up to stop your hips from moving completely. “Please, let me fuck you.”

You smiled, moving back to let his cock slip inside.

“So good.” He groaned, throwing his head back.

In a quick motion, before you could even begin to ride him, he’s got you on your back, and he was deeply yet slowly thrusting into you with a purposeful pace.

You whine, gripping onto his shoulders for dear life. Your nails dig deep into his skin, creating deep marks.

Neteyam leans up, capturing your lips in a deep kiss. Small moans leave your lips as he practically tortured you with the slow drags of his cock.

He pulls you back by your kuru and presses his nose against your neck.

“You’re so amazing.” He mumbled

Your hands find his braids and push them out of his face, peeking down at him with a lazy smile on your face.

His hand slips down between your legs, finding your clit and beginning rub slow circles on it.

You whine, the sensation of his cock thrusting into you, mixed with his slow motions on your clit began to drag you to your peak.

He had you practically panting for him, torturing you purposely.

“Teyam, please.” You whine

“You want to cum, is that it?” He smirked at you

“Please!” You cry out

“I hear you. Cum for me pretty girl.” He began to work his fingers faster, and soon enough, you had finally been pushed over the edge.

You go lax, letting him use you like s rag doll.

He follows you have a few more thrusts, emptying himself deep into you with a guttural moan.

“Such a good girl,” He moaned, pulling you into his chest and letting you cuddle against him once more

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christinarowie332 · 7 months

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i win.

part 2 of : “i’d be an idiot if i said no to that”

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings : vv suggestive ! drugs , swearing .

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matt and y/n spend some quality time with his brothers . who would break first ?

(this is kinda slow so hear me out)

green text : imessage

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my phone lights up vibrating from underneath my pillow . i peel my eyes away from “the vampire diaries” playing from my tv and notice the time displayed on my phone. 12:36am . jesus christ .

my eyes scan my notifications as my face id opens my phone . instagram, my group chat “whores.” (56). oops . snapchat , pinterest… oh ?

matt🤭: u up ?

(AHSHHSHDWHHENEHHEHSH)

my body shoots up from where i was lay . i frantically tuck my hair behind my ears with my free hand not holding my phone . i open the message , thumbs hovering over the keyboard ready to type before i hesitate. realising i have no idea what to say .

me: yeah i’m up ! what’s up ?

i type . then delete it .

me: hiyaaaa , yeah i’m up wanna do something??? x

nope

me: yeah i’m up . whyyy wanna hang??

good enough idc

i press send with shaking fingers , allmost immediately he replies back .

matt 🤭: you know me so well , i’ll come pick u up .

me: no bother , i’ll come over . send me ur loc

matt 🤭: i’m at mine with chris and nick , we can all hang if u want?

*matt 🤭 shared his location with you*

me: oki! shall i bring anything??

matt 🤭: just yourself and whatever u need in the morning

me: i’m staying ??😏😏😏😏

matt 🤭: 😏😏😏😏

me: OMW!!!!!

matt 🤭: LMAO OK

i smile at the message and take a screenshot immediately sending it to my groupchat giggling , throwing to the middle of my bed and getting up .

after a few touch ups to my makeup i’ve left to marinate on my face a little bit too long .i change outfit into a pair of baggy light blue jeans , that fall on my hips , uggs and a tight fitted white baby tee . i throw on a hoodie that matches my uggs before realizing it’s literally boiling and ripping it off .i grab my phone and my bag , filling it with the essentials and start to exit my house .

in what feels like 30 seconds i’m pulling into what should be matt’s house . i turn my car off and look at my self in the mirror , obsessing over every little detail until deciding i look good enough .

me: i’m here !!

me: hello ??

me: matt are u home ??

after five minutes of waiting outside the door i decide to just knock it . my heart literally racing enough to hear it in my ears . after a few seconds of waiting i hear the door unlock and the handle go down .

his face drops at the sight of me and turns his head away but not taking his eyes off me , his blonde hair falling against his eyes before he swipes it away .

“MATT ??CHRIS???”

he smiles kindly and i return it . awkward .

after a few excruciatingly painful seconds i see a familiar face poke around the corner, his long and messy hair tucked into a backwards hat . it takes him a second to realize it’s me and his face lights up as he walks towards the door .

“y/n ? yo what are u doing here ? nick bro what are u doing??” he furrows his eyebrows at his brother before opening his arms towards me .

“nice to see you too chris” i roll my eyes and meet his hug .

“OH SHIT MB YOUR y/n ?!?! COME IN FUCK SORRY!!” nick rambles out grabbing me around my back and pulling me in the house .

i take the sight on his house in , the shoes shoved thrown into the corner near the stairs. it smells like autumn, a warm candle burning somewhere. i can hear music coming from what must be the room above . smiling at the familiar beat of mac miller .

“where’s matt? SORRY !!nice to meet you nick!!” i say while smiling , and turning to nick realising i haven’t even greeted the first brother

he laughs and goes to speak before we all turn around and the sight of matt speeding around the corner and skidding to a stop .

“SORRY IVE ONLY JUST SAW YOUR TEXTS” he defends himself before i can even mention it . i smile kindly and relax my shoulders at the sight of him . his hair has been cut , brunette falling onto his forehead in loose curls. the phone he had in his hand tucked in his oversized sweats .lifting his top slightly to find the pocket , showing the band of his boxers for a split second .

“you’re fine , don’t worry” i say , before letting out a breath i didn’t even know i was holding .

matt keeps the eye contact smiling slightly before turning his head towards his brothers and looking at them . “do y’all wanna smoke up?”

“allways” chris replies for both of them before leading us all to their small balcony .

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it’s 2 am now , we all shared a joint around their table . chris let matt play his playlist (for once apparently) and we’re now all sat talking .

i’m sat on a bench with matt shoulder to shoulder , a blanket covering us both as the temperature dropped and we were all shivering by the time the joint was smoked .

“i don’t get it nick !! women are just confusing man…..” chris whines out , he has been talking about his girlfriend mia all night and and to be honest i stopped listening ten minutes ago . “no offense y/n/n” he says now looking at me .

i peel my eyes away from matt’s hand on my knee and meet his eyes “all good man i get it…” i don’t get it . i was completely zoned into matt’s hands , and how close he was to me that i wasn’t listening to a word chris was saying .

matt notices and puts his hands under the blanket , pulling it up to his shoulders .

“u wanna go inside matt???” i ask in concern , thinking he was cold .

“no i just got a chill , i’m fine” he says looking at me now with a tight lipped smile .

i mirror his smile and look away at chris who was waiting for us to shut up so he could carry on his rambling. he starts speaking and i keep eye contact with him , now fully listening to his words.

“as i was saying …. i just don’t get it ? taylor swift is mid as fuck , i tell mia that and she literally looks at me like i just murdered a litter of puppies , SHE HATES MY MUSIC TASTE??? i literally tried-“

and just like that i am now no longer listening to chris , as i feel matt’s hand on my knee again underneath the blanket . he strokes it slightly with his thumb and runs it up my thigh , covering it with goosebumps following his touch .

my breath hitches as he takes his hand higher , to rest on my upper thigh. leaving it there and warming it with his touch.

i glance up at him in warning but all i see is him looking straight forward at chris , smirking. little shit .

he must see my face flush in the corner of his eye because he moves his hand ever so slightly higher , his index and middle finger hovering over the seam of my jeans .

my hips move forward slightly and the touch and i gulp loudly , nodding my head at nick who’s now started speaking to me .

“what music do you listen to y/n . if u say some goofy shit like the imagine dragons i may have to throw you off this balcony” he asks me while laughing at himself .

matt apparently thinks it would be absolutely hilarious to start teasing me underneath the blanket , moving his fingers up and down the seam .

“i-um” i clear my throat trying to stay collected “i like all music really …. mac miller …” matt stops moving .

i turn my head towards him to see him smiling at me and nodding for me to carry on .

“ugh let me think” i drag my words as i move my hand on his inner thigh now i feel him flinch at the touch and go to move his hand off my thigh to stop me but i flash my head towards him and raise my eyebrow in warning .

my turn .

i mirror his actions before and take my hand higher . “i like anything really ….. mac ..torylanez…” i move my hand . he shifts .

“skies ….travis….hotel ugly….” i move my hand again over his sweats . he shifts and let’s put a huff of air .

“brent faiyaz…..dominic fike”

i move my hand again and he lets out a soft allmost silent noise . a whimper , only i hear it and i smirk .

“i like anything” i look at matt now , giving him an innocent look and shrugging my shoulders.

i remove my hand as i could feel him slowly becoming harder . and place my hand on his lower thigh , griping hard . saying exactly what i needed to.

“that’s fire as fuck…what’s ur fave skies song?” i hear chris say and i turn my head towards him .

i smirk knowing i won before continuing my conversation with chris , feeling matt sink into his seat more and putting his arm around me . manspreading and putting his palm over his crotch.

i win .

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i am a vile and wretched woman .

LOVE YA !!!!

@mangosrar @sturnphilia @littlebookworm803 @lividnity @def-livv @daddyslilchickenfingers @sssturniolofart @soursturniolo @deatthmatch @biimpanicking @bluesturniolo333 @urmyslxt

^^^^

i love u all 🤍🤍🤍

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yzashaven · 8 months

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Scara eating reader's ass and reader getting embarrassed about it🤭🤭🤭

FEATURING ! scaramouche x fem!reader

CONTENTS ! ass eating, clit stimulation, squirting, a bit of fingering back there, use of 'baby' and 'darling', spanking

NOTE ! i think this is like the first time that i'll be writing about something like this so it's a bit messy + reader isn't exactly fitting into the embarrassed part??? 😭 nonetheless i hope you enjoy reading!!! not proofread i'm too lazy to rn 😘😘

"just relax, baby."

scaramouche coos at you from behind. kneeling down on the floor as you were near the edge of the bed laying on your stomach. he has you situated in a position in which your most intimate parts are on full display for him. he hums quietly as his hands make their way to your rear, gently squeezing the area earning a response from you in the form of a small gasp. smirking slightly, his fingers spread the two mounds apart and took in the sight presented before him in awe. suddenly you feel a certain wet muscle poking at your hole...but it's the other one. you look behind, only to see him push his face closer, you feel a certain something which was his tongue swirling around the entrance before you finally feel it make its way inside, but not so deep. your head drops down onto the silky sheets of the bed as his tongue goes in and out of your ass. he then goes to lap up your arousal fluids at your pussy only to go back and direct his focus back to the original goal of his, claiming your perfect ass.

"feels good, yeah?" he asks with a seductive tone. "yes-mmph...! ah~" your sentence cuts off as he suddenly inserted a finger into your ass. "oh, darling, you're even tighter here." he whispers as he did a few experimental movements, having his finger go in and out. you moan every now and then that his fingertips kiss a certain part of you that just feels too good not to. after a bit he removes his finger and replaces it with his tongue again. "s-scara... why are you eating me out from t-there...?!" you frantically ask, "why not? change of pace. plus..." scaramouche moves away a bit before adding, "...your ass tastes just as good as that cunt of yours." heat rushes to your cheeks to tint them bright red upon hearing his statement. earning a speechless reply from you, he chuckles, "god, you're just so cute, always." landing a rather sharp spank to your rear and massaging it gently afterwards. the sudden moan you let out at the contact of his palm to your delicate skin had him smirking. spreading you wide for him once again, he leans in to lap his tongue at your hole hungrily as if he hadn't had a proper meal in decades. you let out whimpers at his unexpected aggressiveness in acts of what seems to be desperation.

and to add to what was being given to you, one of his fingers graze your skin teasingly until they reach a certain area. momentarily, you feel his fingers rubbing your clit, increasing the amount of delightful pleasure overall. digits skillfully rub your clit in circular motions at a pace that appear to be matching the way his tongue was going down on you from behind. eventually after a few minutes have passed by, you feel something at your stomach that look to be signaling upcoming release. as your moans grew louder, voice echoing throughout the walls of the bedroom, he never stopped any of his movementsㅡ keeping a consistent speed and pressure for you to effectively reach your climax.

"cum for me." a pinch at your clit sent your orgasm to finally be reached, squirting all over whatever laid beneath. scaramouche helped you ride out your orgasm, continuing to eat you from behind while stimulating your clit at the same time with his fingers. every few seconds, he would even pause to shower you with praises for being such a good girl for him.

#☾★ written »#☾★ kuni »#scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #genshin smut #genshin x reader #fem!reader

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anadiasmount · 4 months

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painting date with jude filled w messy kisses 🤭🤭

cherry coated lips - jude bellingham x reader.

psa 🗣️: what about first kiss with soon to be bf! jude??? 😋😋 (also i did not proofread this so i hope it isn’t to bad to read.)

the rain had been predicted but part of you wished an prayed it would’ve been clear so your date with jude wouldn’t be canceled. it would been your 6tg date with him. the first one was him taking you to a fair, and latest where you had invited him over to make dinner and watch movies.

you loved his ideas of dates, always going above and beyond to make you feel special, he always knew how to leave his mark, and today wasn’t any different. he planned to take you on a evening out to a nice restaurant and finish the night by going to his favorite spot with a view of the new city he lived in, painting and having late night conversation.

with jude it could be just that, talk hours and hours together till the sun rose and moon was bright. he made you feel like the luckiest girl and you were. you were lucky to have met jude, and in any given occasion he became your person. he understood you, he cared for you, he knew you better than yourself and that was a bit scary at first.

while you always surrounded yourself with your circle of friends, when meeting jude you grew a soft spot and love for him. you both agreed to take it slow to relish the slow burn every time you were together. to feel the feelings inside every time. the tension was always present but lately it began to fill the room anytime you were together.

you became a nervous and stutter mess with him. not being able to keep eye contact when he stared into you. you skin burning everytime he held your hand or kissed your cheek goodbye. you wanted more but you felt unsure if he felt the same way you did for him.

you wanted this to go different from your past relationship. the last one made you feel like a shitty person, always calling you naive or clingy, being insecure when you went out or even alone in private. always complaining to you even when they were in the fault. they blamed you for everything and in the end you had enough. it wasn’t love it was being manipulated and constantly controlled by a person who couldn’t even figure out their own life.

with him it was different. he was almost too perfect to be true. a gentleman straight out the movies who made you feel like there could be no one else in the world besides you two.

which is how you felt right now. you were sat on the carpet of your flat, candles surrounded the place as the power had gone out due to the storm, but in a way it made it feel more romantic. the evening was filled with yummy takeout from a hidden spot in the city, a place only you and jude knew after going finding it randomly. since then it became your guys spot.

you giggled and laughed at the stories he told from when he started the academy at birmingham, later on in his teenage years in year school. about how jobe and him were day ones and valued family over anything. football was his life, but family and friends? we’re his main priority. just like you since they were the only ones there to lift you up after anything.

“have you seen those artist on tiktok where they use their led lights when painting? i feel like that right now with all these candles. i wish i could see the colors properly to see what i’m working with,” you said, licking your lips in concentration as the thin brush ran over the outline you had drawn into the canvas.

you looked over to the side, jude had suddenly came close to you, a arm around you and but placed on the couch cushions barely touching you. you could smell the faint cologne on him, driving your senses a bit into overdrive. you had been sitting on your bum but your knees began to hurt and now they were angled to the right.

“whatever the ending piece is, i’m sure it will look great, y/n,” jude said with a smile on his face, clinking the brush inside the glass of water on his side. jude looked over to see which brush and paint color to use next, quickly looking at his canvas before going with his intuition.

the familiar tension grew in the air, your bodies close together that if you moved you’d be side to side. you cleared your throat scratching your temple feeling like you’d explode any minute that passed by if you didn’t say or do anything. you attempted to distract yourself in the art but your mind was tracing back to him. jude. ir always seemed to be him.

you thought of every encounter together. that first time you met him and the kiss on your cheek when you had left, to right now where you wanted to do more than that. not sex but share your anticipated first kiss. the kiss that seemed to be interrupted by someone passing by, a loud noise, or a sudden jult or text. it was always something that had delayed the moment.

jude could feel your sudden change in body language, the end of the brush tapping against the canvas as you think loudly. he wanted to hold you against him, before he had to leave and wish he had done more than that. he wanted to taste a small bit of you, show you that whatever you felt he felt the same and stronger.

without hesitating, he brushed closer to you, being able to smell the hair products and see the glint in your eyes as he approached you. “penny for you thoughts?,” he asked softly, seeing you smile nervously as yo finally landed your brush on the outline. “not much, just thinking about school and work. the usual,” you shrugged as lighting struck again.

“what’s the usual?”

“you…” you confessed, looking up to see jude already starting at you. you were being openly honest with him, not wanting to lie because he was the only thing that consumed your head.

“what’s about me?” jude hummed, his finger discreetly tucking a piece of hair behind your ear as he cocked his head to the side. your stomach clenched tightly with butterflies as you could’ve sworn he stared at your lips and leaned closer.

“that if you…” you licked your bottom lip unable to get the words out, feeling like a shy school girl when getting called out or seeing the popular guy at school. “that if you feel the same way i do… feelings wise and that this isn’t just a waste of time or anything like that…” you said quickly, feelings jude’s nose ontop of yours.

“oh those feelings…” jude traced and e his nose into your cheek, watching the way you bit the corner of your lip as he did. “the feelings where you want to be reassured huh? the feelings you’ve hid because you’re afraid they won’t feel the same way? but deep down you know they do feel the same way…” he taunts, closing his eyes and breathing loudly at the proximity.

jude’s nose traced back ontop of yours, watching how you gulped heavily as his top lip ever so slightly brushed against yours. “tell me you want this, y/n… i’ll grant you every wish you want or ask for because i’ll do anything to call you my girlfriend…” jude said breathlessly, his hand coming to hold the back of your head as your pupils grew wide.

your hand came to his jaw, tracing your thumb over his jawline as he closed his eyes and hummed in relief. “kiss me jude…” you whisper not wanting to hold back or be interrupted by anything. jude sucked in a breath tasting your cherry coated lips he pulled you closer, his lips molding with yours that made his heart race a bit.

his lips danced with yours in sync, not once pulling back as all he could focus on was the way the two of you had gotten lost into it. his tongue wanting to be grant permission and tracing over your bottom lip, to be inside to fully taste you, and once he did all he could do was let out a groan as you whimpered. jude was in love with the way you kissed, touched his chest as your lips never parted from his, the way you tasted sweet and all his.

you pulled away first catching a breath as your hands rest on his chest, biting your lip in nervousness. jude looked completely in utter chaos, fucked over, his brown eyes now hooded as they continued to stare at you, running his tongue over his lips to see you shyly smiling. you placed a final peck onto his lips, jude closing his eyes rapidly so he could relish the kiss further.

“god i’ve been dying to do that since we were on that ferris wheel…” jude said chuckling, kissing your closed eyes and tip of your nose, not failing to notice how your lips were slightly swollen and plump from the kiss. he wanted more and now that he said what he wanted to say, there was no going back for the two of you.

“about the girlfriend thing-” you started to say but jude cut you off, “thought our kiss made it clear?” jude teased, watching how you tucked yourself into the crook of his neck feeling giddy. “you are my girlfriend right, princess?” he asked you again, wanting to hear fall from your lips. “yes jude… as long as you’re my boyfriend handsome…” you say coming back up from your spot.

“i think a kiss will confirm it all…” jude cocked his eyebrow, leaning down to capture your lips again, smiling into it as he heard you giggling. a familiar sound of the microwave turning back on and the lights suddenly brighting the room made you realize the power was back on, your kiss interrupted again or maybe was the cause of it.

“oh my gosh! jude look at my painting!”

#judey thoughts 5️⃣#jude bellingham #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham one shot

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mariacrow · 9 months

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hello my fellow ratchet apologist!! love your works! 🫶🏼🫶🏼

do you think you could write some sweet and cute sleeping hcs with Ratchet? I just wanna lay on him or him lay on me <3

(ps. this is ur opportunity to write those snoring hcs too 🤭)

thank you for your love on my works too! have a great day/night <3

ROOOOSE I was bouncing off DA WALLS when I saw ur request (it’s not like I immediately started bombing you with love in ur dms nope not at all- me? Naaah never)

THANK U SO MUCH AGAIN AGH!!! 🧡 One grumpy doc hc coming up fresh out da oven! 🚑 hope u like it, love ya 🧡

GRUMPY DOC LOVERS UNITE! 🚑🧡

ʚ Ratchet x reader ɞ

ﾟ｡ ⋆ ☁︎｡ ☽ sleeping headcanons ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆ ☁︎｡

2nd person

female reader

WARNING: SNORING GRUMPY DOC!

Does he look like he needs sleep?? HE NEEDS ANSWERS!!!

Kidding. He definitely needs stasis. ASAP.

It would be hard to drag him away from work, you'd have to be stubborn to the point you annoy his way to bed

Later you'd realize puppy eyes and a pretty please also works on him which would make his cheek plates go slightly blue

He loves to have you next to him or on top of him, either way nicely tucked in, wrapped in a little blanket burrito because he can't risk you getting cold

His servos... oh his beautiful gentle servos... He'd play with your hair or rub your back to soothe you. He wouldn't speak much but here and there you might hear his handsome voice through a romantic whisper saying:

Ratchet: are you comfortable enough?

Ratchet: my sleeping beauty...

Did he do research on Disney princesses to find a proper nickname for you because you're his princess? Perhaps.

He would always watch over you before you fall asleep. Even when you do, he'd stay up a bit longer, listen to your peaceful breathing and focus on your calm heartbeat while dozens of thoughts would be running through his mind, keeping a tiny smile on his face

He always keeps one of his servos around you no matter what

He's a light sleeper so he'd hear every little shuffle you make and slightly open his optic to check on you. If your blanket has slid off of you, he'd gently tuck you back in every time and plant a soft kiss on your temple

If he really overworks himself (and I'm talking 3 days without stasis) a bomb could barely wake him up. If he ends up on his back, he snores, like, real loud. It would definitely wake you up and you'd be greeted by a funny sight of your old grumpy doc with an open mouth, shaking the whole base with his snoring

Considering you wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, you'd have to give him a little nudge or gently caress his face plate to which he'd mumble something in his sleep while getting comfortable on his side as he'd stop snoring

He always wakes up before you, no exceptions. He needs to wake up early and go back to work

He always gives you a kiss on the cheek or forehead before leaving. If you'd tug at his servo and tell him to stay a little longer, he'd refuse of course

But your sleepy little begging would drag him back to bed nevertheless. He'd stay for about 30 minutes longer, listen to your cute sleepy voice and yawning, smiling while having a little morning chit chat with you

He loves your messy morning hair, it's so adorable to him

If you have longer hair and prefer tying it while sleeping, in the morning he'd help you fix your ponytail/braid(s) (whatever you prefer). Same goes if you wear a bonnet, he'd make sure it doesn't fall off throughout the night as well

If you brush your hair, he'd love brushing it for you or make your braid(s) e.g., whatever you ask him to do. He isn't afraid of the size difference, he's confident and very gentle, he learned his way with you

If you oversleep often, he'd scold you the moment you show up, telling you how it's unhealthy and blahblah

If your sleeping schedule is not sleeping at all, ironically enough, he'd tell you not be like him and how sleep is necessary for your species, how stasis works differently, how you should blahblahblah he can be such a parent but he does that because he cares for you

If you're a morning person and go to bed on time, he'd praise you for that

He'd make sure you have breakfast every morning even if it means feeding you because breakfast is the most important meal of the day!!!

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What I was listening to while writing this 🧡

Dividers belong to @dvluc , @firefly-graphics , @animatedglittergraphics-n-more 🧡

#transformers #transformers headcanons #transformers x reader #transformers prime #tfp #ratchet #tfp ratchet #ratchet x reader #tfp ratchet x reader #transformers ratchet #transformers fanfiction #autobots #tfp autobots

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konigsblog · 7 months

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i’m so warmed by all the pregnancy stuff with the farmers 🫣🤭 if you’re up to it! literally anything surrounding that, it’s so soft to read tbf. your writing is always so good, hits every time but the way you write pregnancy just hits different 🩷🩷

— thank you!! i'm glad you enjoy them, it makes me feel more confident in my writing and i appreciate you for saying such sweet things ! 🎀 i wasn't sure if you wanted smut, but this was rotting my mind !

⭒༉‧₊˚. kid headcannons with farmer!MW2 🌾🧺🐄

farmer!price has mainly sons. little boys always helping out on the farm, gasping when the pigs begin squealing and the birds make their call. takes such good care of them, and you as well. the boys love their mother; running up to you while covered in mud, overalls coated in brown sludge, giving in and hugging them tightly.

simon is a with the farmer concept is hard. i can't imagine it, i can imagine him working down in the bar down in the village, you joining along, or being his little housewife. wearing long dresses, and coming to him with your toddler boy and girl, giving them some sweets so they'll be alright and talking with your confident, funny husband.

(trying with the farmer!simon concept) who smokes a lot and always stinks of tobacco after a hard day. his little boy and older daughter (2 year difference between them) giggling with eachother, watching as she protects him. he's so proud of her and always makes time to help with her homework after breaking his back taking care of the carrots and cabbages.

farmer!soap who has 2 daughters. they're his princesses, and he'll do whatever it takes to keep them safe. walking with them, hand in hand, sent down to the village for fruits and vegetables by their mother. helping you make some blueberry pie for your husband after a long day. his daughters falling asleep at the dinner table with blueberry pie all over their faces.

farmer!gaz who has daughters. he treats them like angels, and appreciates when they help with the animals. i imagine his daughters to enjoy helping on the farm when they're a teenager; taking care of chickens and bringing back eggs, or getting hay on their jeans and t-shirt. spends a lot of time with them and they all appreciate his work.

farmer!könig has only daughters, i can't imagine him with daughters, at all. has a lot of daughters, perhaps 5, or maybe a pair of twins. they're so cute when they're toddlers; falling asleep on their daddy's lap, and getting their faces messy with cheesecake after dinner.

he's an amazing dad, and loves reading to them before bedtime. has an album of photos of them from their younger ages, and sometimes fell asleep on the rocking chair when they were newborns and woke up crying.

farmer!alejandro has daughters too, no son's for him. he definitely treats them like princesses and loves how sweet they are. makes funny jokes, and is very overprotective of them. oh, his daughter wants to go down to the village? no matter if she's a teenager, she's not going alone. if she waits for him, he'll buy her a ice-cream and allows her to help with the cows despite his constant scolding for asking! don't worry, he'll handle it.

farmer!rodolfo who has 1 daughter (i'm sorry, i can barely imagine half of these characters with son's!!) he lets her help on the farm and always appreciates her help. doesn't want to force her, but allows her to clean the pigs and take the eggs back to the house for her mother to use. when she was a baby, he'd kiss her every night and sit on a rocking chair beside the fireplace, lulling her to sleep and teaching spanish to her in her older years.

farmer!graves who has 3 sons, and his youngest, a daughter. they all look like him when he was younger; 3 replicas. his daughter has gorgeous, soft blonde hair and his blue, silverish eyes. not only does he treat her like a princess, he refuses to allow her to work on the farm.

— encourages his son's to help him on the farm, while she plays with barbie dolls on the porch and eats any freshly baked cookies her mother made. her brother's are around 9, and a pair of twins, 8 when she's 3. a sweetheart who has a pure, giving heart and always makes her father little cards or paper people using his old newspapers.

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lipglossanon · 10 months

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Double Vision

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subby stepbro!Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

dedicated to those feral for this idea as well as the anon who gave me the medical term for it 🤭 the ending isn’t what I wanted but oh well here we are lmao

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, mommy kink, lactation, lactation kink, milk kink, dirty talk, slightly dom Leon 😯, breeding kink, unprotected sex, creampie, nipple play/sucking, Leon gets in his feels at the end 🥺

not proofread ✌️

Title from Double Vision by Foreigner

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You sigh and toss your phone down onto the bed as you pinch the bridge of your nose.

A slight knock on the door has you turning your attention to Leon who’s shyly ducking past your cracked door.

“Hey, I was wondering if—“ he pauses with a frown, “you okay?”

You smile at him and reach out your hands, “Hug please.”

He comes into your room and lets you pull him down onto your bed, hugging him to your chest.

Laying there like that for a moment, you relax into his body heat with a sigh.

“I’m good, I just,” you laugh a little deprecatingly, “it’s a little embarrassing but the new meds I’m having to take make me—“

You stop talking with a sigh making Leon raise up on his arms to look down at you.

“Make you what? Sick? Do you need to—“

You wave him off, “No nothing like that. I’m fine it’s just that they,” you glance down at your chest then back up to his face, “they make me lactate.”

“What?”

You nearly laugh from how wide Leon’s eyes go as they drag down to your chest, “But how?”

You shrug, “Just a side effect. The doctor said it should clear up so not to worry about it. I’m just gonna have messy bras for a while.”

“Oh,” Leon looks dazed, off kilter, as he looks back into your eyes, “t-that’ll suck.”

“Mmhmm,” you hum, pushing him so you can both sit up on your bed, “I might steal some of your baggy shirts and just got braless if you’re cool with that?”

“T-totally cool,” he blurts out, red tinging his cheekbones, “whatever you need, you got it.”

You laugh, “Thanks little brother,” you pat his cheek, “thank you for not making me feel weird about it or anything.”

His eyes droop as he nuzzles your palm, “Of course.”

You let him lead you to his room and you snag some of his shirts, kissing his cheek in thanks as you leave to change. The rest of the afternoon has you lounging in the living room, just trying to get comfortable from the full feeling in your chest as well as the sensitivity of your nipples.

Leon points out you’re leaking through the shirt sending you off to clean up and change into a new one. Aside from that incident it’s actually a pretty quiet night in, just the two of you hanging out.

Feeling rather tired, you decide to call it an early night, leaving Leon to finish up some movie you weren’t really paying attention to. He kisses you goodnight, lips lingering a little longer than usual but you don’t think anything of it. After climbing into bed, it doesn’t take long for you to fall asleep.

You wake up in the middle of the night feeling warm but confined. As your eyes blink open, you whine to feel hot wet suction around your nipple. Squirming, you realize your arms are being pinned down—held by Leon having wrapped his own around you as he mouths at your breasts.

“Leon, what—“

“Thirsty momma,” his voice comes out wrecked, “couldn’t sleep, need mommy’s tits in my mouth.”

“Oh fuck, Leon,” you whine again as he goes back to licking and sucking your nipples, “this is bad, you shouldn’t do this.”

The hard buds feel sore and sensitive; he must’ve been at this for a long time already. You try to move again but he squeezes you even tighter as he roughly nips your breasts.

“Be still momma, let me finish,” he growls, “need to suck on these titties to feel better.”

You whimper and mewl as he goes back to softly licking at your breasts. Wetness is dripping from your hard nipples as Leon laps up the milk spilling from your breasts. You rub your thighs together and you realize your panties are soaked.

“Leon, please.”

You’re honestly unsure what you’re even pleading for—him to stop? Continue? Go even further?

Leon takes it on himself to answer your confused thoughts by tugging the band of your panties down to slide his cock inside to rut against your wet pussy in your own panties. Mewling, you rock against him, dragging slick pussy lips against his cock until one of you shifts and the fat tip spreads your folds and grinds along your clit and drippy hole.

“Got me sandwiched tight momma,” Leon groans, slowly thrusting against your cunt, “could slip right into mommy’s wet pussy.”

“Leon,” you gasp out, mewling low in your throat as his mouth goes back to suckling your nipples, drinking the milk you’re accidentally producing.

You squirm and wiggle but it just makes everything even worse better. Your cunt is so slippery, Leon’s cock is gliding smoothly between your pussy lips making you hump into the feeling.

He pulls away from your hard buds with a soft moan, “You know, I read up on this. A-and if you keep getting your nipples stimulated, it’s possible you’ll just always have milky tits.”

You whine brokenly, “Leon, I don’t want—“

“Mm but mommy I’m so thirsty, don’t you want me to grow up and be a big strong boy,” his tongue laps at your nipples until your spurting milk from the tips all over his face making him groan.

“I’ll milk you everyday momma, promise,” he sighs as he kisses your breasts, “love your big mommy tits.”

You moan as he hungrily sucks on your hard buds, eagerly lapping up the milk he’s pulling from your breasts. Leon’s moaning and acting so sloppy, milk spilling from his lips as he moves back and forth between each nipple.

“So good mommy, taste so good,” he finally pulls away, but moves his hands up to cup and knead your breasts.

He twists and tugs your nipples, moaning when they spray milk onto his face and chest. You whimper feeling overstimulated and turned on more than you’ve ever felt before.

“Need it so bad” he groans, sliding his fat tip into your pussy, stretching your fluttering walls as he slowly bottoms out.

He keeps your arms pinned to your sides, chest pressed along your front as he slowly fucks into you. He presses a hot kiss against your neck, nipping at the skin before dragging his mouth down to your leaking breasts.

“Mommy’s wet pussy is sucking me in,” he whines pressing his face into your chest, smearing thin lines of milk over his pouty lips.

You mewl a confused noise as he snaps his hips a little harder making your brain white out.

“Been wanting to drink from momma’s wet titties all day.”

Your walls flutter and clamp down on his dick causing him to hiss.

“So thirsty and you’ve been teasing me all day with your leaky tits,” he growls.

You squeal when Leon bites your sore nipple and sucks it roughly before letting go with a pop.

“I’m mommy’s good boy aren’t I?”

Before you can even answer Leon goes back to sucking your hard buds, eagerly drinking up the milk you’re making.

“Such a good boy,” you finally choke out, whimpering as Leon gets even more excited with his sucking, “mommy’s best boy.”

“Sucking your sexy tits is gonna make me cum,” he mumbles into your skin, “can I milk you, momma? Promise I’ll be so good for you, milk you everyday. Come into your room and fill you up like you’ll fill me up.”

You whine when he pulls completely out to rub his cock all along your pussy, fat tip bumping against your clit before he ruts his dick against your aching hole. Pressing the head inside your cunt, he buries himself deep until his tip kisses your cervix.

“Leon,” you mewl, eyes fluttering from the stretched fullness of your pussy.

He slowly rocks in and out of your cunt while he suckles at your nipples, messily dragging his mouth over your skin. His thick cock stretches your hole so good it has you whining nonstop.

You don’t know how long it is as Leon milks your heavy breasts while he fills you up with his cock. He keeps up the slow rolling grinds, pelvis rubbing against your clit while his thick length rubs against the spongy spot at the front of your pussy, fat tip kissing your cervix—just a kaleidoscope of pleasure sweeping through you making you completely cockdrunk.

Leon presses kisses into your breasts, humping into your squelching pussy with gentle thrusts as he nuzzles the milky liquid dripping from your nipples. He whimpers when your pussy walls flutter around his dick.

“Mommy, wanna breed you,” he huffs, hips picking up speed as he fucks your pussy harder, “wanna knock mommy up, wanna have lotsa milk to drink.”

You moan, “Leon, no, you—oh god.”

He whines pitifully as he grinds harder against your g-spot, “But I need it momma, ‘m so thirsty, don’t you wanna let me drink from your milky tits?”

“Leon!” you squirm in his hold as your cunt pulses around his cock, “that’s dirty.”

“Is it?” he nips at your breasts, “but it tastes so good, and you’re so wet around my cock. Let me milk you, mommy. Don’t you want your good boy to milk your fat tits?”

“Want it, want it so bad,” you whimper, hips rocking down into his thrusting cock, “you’re gonna make me cum, Leon.”

He groans, arms squeezing you even tighter, “Wanna make mommy feel so good.”

You wail as he rams against your g-spot over and over again.

“Gotta fill mommy’s needy pussy nice and deep,” he growls, “gotta make sure she’s stuffed full. Love fucking my hot, wet mommy’s pussy.”

You come with those words filling your ears as your stepbrother ruins you on his big dick as he sucks your tits dry.

Your orgasm doesn’t wane as Leon fucks into your cunt, tip knocking into your womb making your pussy clench and spasm around his cock.

His mouth wraps around one of your nipples and suckles softly. He groans around the hard bud and pushes his cock as deep into your cunt as possible, hot ropes of cum spurting from the tip of his dick. Groaning, he grinds his cock against your fluttering walls as his hot sticky cum fills your pussy until it’s dripping out of your stuffed hole.

He pulls himself out, letting the last few spurts cover your puffy mound and swollen clit with hot cum.

You moan, mind completely empty as your body trembles with aftershocks. Leon continues to nurse at your breasts for a little longer until he finally pulls away with a sigh, cock kicking and throbbing as it presses against your pussy.

A mix of creamy cum and slick fills the gusset of your panties as it drips over his cock from your clenching hole. You both lay there catching your breath, heartbeat thundering in your ears. Leon’s arms pull away letting you actually move yours.

“I-I’m sorry,” Leon’s voice is meek and quiet, his eyes are downturned and sad when they meets yours, “I understand if you hate me. I don’t know w-what came over me.”

A flare of indignation burns in your chest and you let that show in your face now that you can actually think.

“I’m pretty disappointed in you Leon,” your voice is firm, “I don’t want this happening again, okay? At least not til we talk about it beforehand.”

“Yeah?” he perks up a little at that but winces when your lips purse.

“Again I’m sorry, promise I won’t do that again.”

His eyes drift back down to your nipples which feel cold and sore, covered in his spit and milk.

“Can I drink again?”

“Now?” you know you sound incredulous but can’t contain the tone.

“Yeah,” he whispers, eyes dilating as they take in your swollen and puffy nipples, “so thirsty momma.”

You shudder, clit pulsing in arousal, “They’re pretty sore, Leon. You got a little rough.”

“I’m so sorry,” he murmurs, mouth gravitating to your nipples, eyes lifting to look up at you, “I can kiss it and make it better?”

You fight to keep the fondness out of your voice, “Oh? Well I guess if you keep it soft and I mean soft, Leon. You can kiss it better.”

You gasp noisily as he presses soft kisses to the tip of each nipple.

“So sorry, momma,” he mutters, pressing hot open mouth kisses all around your areola, “won’t be so mean again.”

He softly sucks a nipple with a whine, eyes fluttering shut as soon as the taste of milk hits his tongue.

“So good, so fucking good,” he hums, swapping over to the other nipple.

Your fingers are tangled in his blonde locks, just holding him at your chest as you whimper and whine as his hot mouth bathes your tits with kisses and licks.

You lay there for a long time just letting Leon have his fill of sucking your breasts and drinking your milk until he can’t get anymore. You’re soaked again but don’t want to push for more unless Leon offers it.

“Momma,” he whines, “want more milk.”

You shiver, “Well I’m sorry you drank it all, pretty boy.”

He grunts and licks your nipples, “Can I fuck mommy’s pussy again? It’ll make me feel better.”

You moan and pull Leon to lay on top of you, “Yeah, baby boy, you can fuck mommy’s wet pussy.”

He whimpers and bucks his hips, making his cock drag against your clit. The band of your panties is still pulled down, letting him rub against your pussy lips. You both shift until he’s able to slide into your clenching heat, quickly bottoming out in your slick soaked walls.

“Cum in me baby brother,” you moan, legs wrapping around his waist as well as you can, “wanna feel it.”

“Fuck, fuck, whatever you want,” he groans, hips pistoning into your squelching pussy, “always wanna creampie my sister’s sexy cunt.”

“Oh god, Leon,” you moan, nails scratching as his shoulders, head tossed back against your pillow, “that’s it, fuck, right there.”

He snaps his hips harder and harder, cock bullying against your g spot repeatedly as he grinds down on your clit. You’re still sensitive from earlier so it’s next to no time before your cumming all over his dick.

Your pussy walls clamp down on his cock like a vice. He thrusts into your pulsing walls half a dozen times before he’s burying his cock deep into your cunt to fill you up again. The feel of hot sticky jizz spilling inside your pussy makes you moan and pull Leon down into a messy kiss.

Panting, he pulls away, eyes shut tight as he smushes his face into your neck.

“You, I lo—fuck, I care about you so much,” he’s whispering quickly, nearly tripping over his words, “you’re the best, god I don’t deserve you. You’re so perfect.”

“Hey, hey, shh, shh,” you pet his hair, voice soft, “you’re feeling a lot right now, it’s okay.”

He sniffles and nuzzles deeper into your neck, body minutely relaxing against you.

“I care about you too, Leon,” you whisper against his hair as he takes in a shaky breath, “such a sweet boy for me.”

You hold him as you stroke his hair and slowly drift back to sleep.

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forteafy · 10 months

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1 with Carlos or 5 with Fernando. Or maybe both if you can find inspiration 🤭

CS55 x 'You say you want to get over me?” “Yes.” “So why haven’t you?” “Because it’s you. Because whatever you do, I’m gonna come back to you, no matter what. And I’m trying so hard not to do that but… It’s you. It’s just you. You’re the reason why I can’t get over you.'

I'm in love with the smooth operator, your honour.

You knew the fifth shot was a bad idea. By the ninth? Your mind could barely correlate the link between your feet and the floor.

You hadn’t been to Monaco in so, so long. The last time you came was on vacation with your ex boyfriend; it had been a weekend of walks, champagne, slow dancing and secret sex on his teammates boat. Charles would never forgive you for that one, his precious yacht had been christened in more ways than one.

Charlotte had caught you by storm; a few phone calls and a promise of a night out so incredible, it would render every other evening numb, you’d been on a plane instantly, falling into your close friends arms, surrounded by a gaggle of girls, cooing about how you were glowing after…recent events.

The night in question had been what Charlotte promised; loud music, screams and cheers whilst dancing in a group, even chatting to the occasional stranger about the busy streets. However, one cocktail had turned into two, two into three…it was always a slippery slope where expensive drinks and shots were involved.

The brunch you had all booked for the next day seemed well out of question.

Three of the girls had already vanished; presumably heading home with different men, possibly with one another. Charlotte was gossiping with two girls sat on a table. She’d beckoned you over, but instead you’d wandered away; drunken mind mesmerised by lights.

You would have probably wandered right out into the cool streets of Monaco, if a body hadn’t collided with yours. A light whine emitted from your lips, looking up, ready for a drunken apology to stumble out of your lips. Instead, your mouth hung open, breath caught from seeing those brown eyes. Those you were oh-so-familiar with.

“Carlos.” You whisper, a slight sway still in your step. You had to be drunk, blackout drunk, to be seeing the figure of your ex-boyfriend stood in front of you. Frozen in your spot, the trance was broken when a figure appeared from behind him, eyes brightened to see you.

“Hey! Charlotte mentioned you were with her!” Charles calls out, grin resting on his face. “I came to get her- Carlos is visiting us for a few days.”

Your mind couldn’t put the pieces together in that moment. Charlotte, your supposed best friend, had made sure you came to visit whilst Carlos was in Monaco. If you didn’t know her better, you’d say she was playing matchmaker, even after your intense speech of how adamant you were to get over the spaniard.

“Yeah- she’s-“ You can’t get your words out, too drunk to comprehend any form of communication. Charles nods to his friend, silently hoping despite it all, he’ll stay with you whilst he goes to find his own intoxicated girlfriend.

Carlos is nothing, if not a gentleman. Gently, he rests a hand on your lower back. The warmth radiates through the sheer silk of your dress. He thinks you look beautiful like this. Hair messy, makeup smudged, the lines on your face from how much you had been laughing alongside your friends.

“Let’s get you outside.” He speaks above the thump of the music deeper inside the club. “You need some air.”

The cold air dances across your skin the moment the two of you step out from behind the heavy doors. Carlos is already tinted a light shade of red from being inside the room for less than five minutes. His eyes scan over you, arm held out as you tentatively cling to it, stumbling like a baby’s first step.

Carefully, the man leads you away from the direct entrance, giving you some space between the crowds of people. The cold air and movement gives into a sudden wave of nausea. Your body can’t control it, leaning over to the side of the road, trying your hardest not to make a mess.

A gentle sigh is heard from behind you, soft hands holding your hair back, a warm hand on your shoulder. The comfort, you don’t deserve it.

You eventually pull yourself back up, turning to thank the man in question. However, before you can say anything, one arm is resting around your waist, keeping you from stumbling, the other is resting on your cheek, his thumb gently stroking over you.

“Why do you do this to yourself?” He murmurs, eyes soft, seeing the girl he cares so deeply for in this position. “Why?”

“Trying.” You mumble in response. “Trying to stop thinking about you.”

Carlos isn’t aware of Charlotte’s plan. When she had mentioned going out with you that evening, he had thought you were in Monaco as a happy accident. He had intended to come and see you, maybe ask if you’d like to go out for a drink. Maybe when he did, he’d change the idea to coffee. Alcohol didn’t seem to be the best idea anymore.

“You say you want to get over me?” He mumbles, face closer to you, trying to find some emotion in your eye.

“Yes.”

“So why haven’t you?”

“Because it’s you. Because whatever you do, I’m gonna come back to you, no matter what. And I’m trying so hard not to do that but… It’s you. It’s just you. You’re the reason why I can’t get over you.”

The sudden explosion of words from your hazarded mind causes a trigger inside you. Tears begin to litter your lower lash line. Carlos has always hated seeing girls cry, especially those he cares about. Without thinking, he pulls you into his chest, quiet hushes, one hand brushing across the back of your head.

“Don’t get over me.” He pleads, his own voice cracking. “Don’t. Because I could never get over you.”

#CS55 #Carlos Sainz #Carlos Sainz x Reader #Carlos Sainz Imagine #Carlos Sainz One Shot #Carlos Sainz x Y/N #Carlos Sainz x You #Carlos #Carlando #Sainz #F1 #Formula 1 #F1 x Reader #Ferrari #Scuderia Ferrari #Forza Ferrari #TIFOSI

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wonjns · 9 months

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alright i have a kinda (maybeeee a little) whoreknee thot🤭🤭

so like maybe a fic of seventeen and their 14th member go to a hot springs to relax. the reader (bottom male reader of course) and whatever member you choose for the story end up fucking in the hot springs but try to be sneaky with it because the other members are also still in the hot springs too 🤭👀

also can i be ♾️ anon? have a great day lovelyyyy

ok so i actually had this req before my mingyu one and im surprised at all the sudden hot springs/sauna thots but i’m open cuz it’s hot asf hdjsjsheh — and ofc you can be ♾️ anon!! <33

so for this one i’m actually thinking hoshi or dino 🫣 for obvious bias reasons imma elaborate on hoshi because one,, have you seen those abs …… mouth watering. imagine having him all dripping wet and sweaty and shirtless,, all to yourself. the video below sends my mind reeling everytime i see it!€\£{€

hoshi totally strikes me as someone who would bring his boyfriend to his favorite hot springs, especially if you were the 14th member, with the sole intent on having sexy time. he would purposefully convince you to go on a day that they aren’t too occupied, or simply use his connections (his fat wallet) to get you a private area.

things would start off wholesome enough, you guys soaking in the relaxing warm water just like you did during the full group outings after a long productive day of rehearsal. but something about it being only the two of you filled the tiger’s tummy up with a heat that rivaled the steam rising from the springs.

having the freedom to just take in your shirtless body and soaked skin, watching small sweat beads form along your hairline while you softly moaned sinking deeper into the warm water had him straining his swim shorts in record time. screw this man and his ridiculously high sex drive.

you’d be no better, never being one to hide your ogling over hoshi even out in broad daylight. something about him and the way he moved always had you under his spell, consistently growing more and more desperate for him throughout the days after you finally started hooking up.

your eyes would snap open at the sound of water being tread, only to find hoshi offering you one of those signature smirks while situating himself between your legs. he’d wrap those biceps around your waist and pul you closer onto him, causing your light giggle to turn into a bold moan when you felt his hard-on.

one thing lead to another and to no one’s surprise you and hoshi would be having a steamy making out session right there in the middle of the body of water, swallowing each others moans and stroking each others cocks fervently.

imagine hoshi eventually reached his limit with the foreplay and just pulled you onto his lap against the rocks, sloppily sucking all kinds of marks onto your adams apple while stripping you of your swim trunks.

the bountiful waterfall from the hot springs would do very little to mask the sounds of your gutter al moans resonating through the chambers while an enthusiastic hoshi held you down onto his thick cock while rutting up into your needy ass, your salty tears of pleasure mixing in with the sweat and spring water all around you.

it’d be messy, chaotic, and loud - just how hoshi likes it. his mind would haze over watching how your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure while you felt all along his chiseled forearms and biceps. imagine your nails digging into his toned back when his tongue teasingly taunted your exposed nipples, blooming them into full hardness before sucking on them like a starved calf.

i just know his dancer hips would prove his skill time and time again, his cock kissing that perfect little spot inside of you while he stroked your pulsing dick under the water — all until you were climaxing all over him and those ridiculously sexy abs.

oh god, hoshi would be so lost in the moment that as soon as he rode his high out, he’d pull you off his dick and plant you right on the ramp, eager to clean up the mess he made by licking and sucking both of your cum dry off your dampened skin. you’d be sensitive, and that would only make him love it more, egging on his talented tongue.

the dazed and fucked out look in your eyes as you glanced down at his actions while mindlessly carding your hands through his dripping wet locs would prompt him to make a mental note for himself to bring you to the springs 1 on 1 much more often.

#😈flwr;thots #♾️; anon #hoshi x male reader #seventeen x male reader #kpop x male reader #seventeen smut #seventeen hard thoughts #kpop smut #kpop hard thoughts #hoshi smut #seventeen x reader #svt hard hours #male reader smut

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headcanonenthusiast · 4 months

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Kyle Garrick NSFW headcanons

This was so difficult to write for some reason and idk why 😭😭 I think I just had a lot of trouble writing for Gaz, because as much as I like him as a character, I'm not much of a Gaz girl. (Or, I wasn't before writing this. I think I changed my own mind with these headcanons 🤭)

(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.)

Enjoy!

Nsfw under the cut.

-His biggest mission during sex is to make you scream.

-If you haven't screamed his name so loudly that it gets you a volume warning on a smart watch, he isn't done.

-Will beg you to be even louder if he isn't satisfied with your volume.

-"C'mon, louder. Louder, baby, you can be louder than that."

-Lowkey doesn't mind fucking you near an open window. Def leans down to whisper in your ear to encourage you to be louder.

-"Don't go covering your mouth now, love. Let the neighbors hear how good I'm making you feel."

-3 inches soft, 5 inches hard.

-Calls you pretty girl/boy all the time.

-Especially if you're wearing something of his, whether it be a shirt or necklace or his dog tags.

-Honestly, whenever he sees you in his clothing, especially his dog tags, he goes crazy.

-"Look at you, pretty boy/girl. Keeping my shirt nice and warm for me."

-OBSESSED with taking you while you're on your stomach.

-He'll lean down to kiss your shoulders and back, fingers switching between your hip to your side.

-Isn't opposed to you being on top, as long as you're both enjoying yourselves.

-Like I said, he loves taking you from behind. As such, he sees any sort of marks or dots that you normally don't even see. And he'll run his fingers along any birthmarks/scars with his face buried in the crook of your neck.

-Feel like he'd like recording/taking pictures of it, too. (With consent ofc)

-And he definitely won't share those photos with anyone. They are only for his eyes and your own.

-"God, baby. I ruined you last night. Look at how messy your hair got."

-I feel like he sends the most gorgeous nudes.

-He basically poses for you like a model in front of the mirror. Mf knows he's hot.

-I feel like the main way he asks for sex is sending you a nude or spicy message. Normally doesn't ask for it outright, kinda let's it go over text or come into the night randomly.

-He sees eating you out/sucking you off as a great way to calm you down.

-If somethings got you upset, he'll get a small frown on his face and look more concerned. You don't have to tell him anything if you don't want to, though. Just let him gently eat your pussy/suck your dick and I can guarantee that you'll forget about whatever was upsetting you.

-If you feel more overstimulated or just have the tendency to cry from the sensations of sex, he's stopping and pulling out with a hand on your shoulder.

-"Oh shit, did I hurt you? I'm sorry, babe."

-And even if he didn't hurt you at all, it just felt super good, he never pressures you into continuing. If you want to keep going, he'll return to a similar pace but with more awareness of your facial expressions and noises.

-I feel like he'd want to try cockwarming you, but he's honestly so bad at keeping still. It's not his fault you feel too good to not move inside of.

-"Come on, baby. You feel so good, you're so fucking tight. It'd be sinful of me not to move."

-Please put your hands on his shoulders if you're on your back. Nothing will get him harder than you touching his shoulders.

-And if you cry out his name? His confidence shoots through the roof and he nearly cums right then and there.

-Prefers cumming on your stomach, back or thighs so he can take pictures afterwards.

-Aftercare includes him handing you some water before grabbing two game controllers, asking if you'd like to play a game before bed. And if you agree, y'all's moans won't be the only thing the neighbors complain about. Your laughter will probably be as loud as the moans, too.

-And maybe whoever loses the game has to bottom for the next round, idk 🤭

My hands hurt from typing so much 😭 but thanks to everyone who voted! It was challenging to write for Gaz, bc like I said, until an hour ago when I started writing this I wasn't super attracted to him, but I need to learn to write for characters I don't often think about more. Hope y'all enjoyed! Alejandro is up next 😏

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teyamsgrl · 7 months

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here to help ✧ lo'ak

❗️ MDNI ❗️

this is filthyyyyyyyyy hehehe i love rut fics sm 🤭 also my apologies for not posting as frequently! i’m in uni so naturally my posting will be a bit more randomized, but nonetheless i hope everyone still enjoys!

°˖➴ warnings: fem omatikaya reader, older!reader, agedup!lo'ak, dom!lo'ak, sub!reader, younger brother's best friend lo'ak, lo'ak in his rut, messy (if that's a warning?), multiple orgasms, dirty talk, spanking, choking, l-bombs, a lot of sex period 🥴

having a crush on your younger brother's best friend wasn't necessarily ideal, but that never stopped you from fawning over lo'ak any chance you could get. he was not only pretty but also so gracious, he just never failed to amaze you. but these were feelings you restricted due to the circumstances... that is until you heard groaning from the sully hut.

upon hearing the noise your ears twitched, concerned that there may be something wrong. you do your best to announce your presence before stepping into the hut, heavily ruffling with the entrance as you opened it and calling to ask if anyone was there. all you got in response were grunts, and it all made sense once you spotted lo'ak slumped against the wall opposite the entrance, large and veiny cock engulfed by his fist, sweat coating his torso along with ropes of his own cum. he was in his rut.

any words you wanted to utter got caught in your throat, eyes frantically scanning lo'ak's current state and legs crossing subconsciously for any possible friction. his whimpers snap you out of your daze, spotting the cum shooting out of his tip. the glowing white substance drips down his stomach and joins the many other spurts that lie there. within a second his eyes are wide open and staring at you, amber eyes extremely dark and pupils dilated. "y/n" his voice is husky as he speaks, eyes devouring you as you stand a few feet away. "l-lo'ak, hi, uh-" a purple hue fills your cheeks as he eye fucks you, your pussy now forming a wet spot on your loincloth.

"come here" he orders without hesitation, licking his lips slightly. "i- lo'ak i don't know- my little brother is your best friend and-" "i don't give a fuck, come here" you whimper so softly it's barely audible, sauntering over to lo'ak and taking a seat in front of him. you knew men got sort of feral-ish while in their rut, but lo'ak's demanding nature was turning you on more than you ever thought was possible.

lo'ak's hands gripped your hips tightly and yanked you into his lap, his permanently hard cock pressing into your wet loincloth. you whimpered louder this time, resting your hands on his shoulders to stabilize yourself. he leans forward to press his face into your neck, licking and nipping it. "smell so good.. could smell you the second you were outside the hut" he groans and presses you down on his cock, your hips instinctively rolling. "fuck- gonna fuck you so hard..." he growls and runs his hands down between your legs, grabbing the section of your loincloth and tearing it open. you gasp as you hear the rip of the fabric, large hole exposing your pussy which is sopping wet.

"ride me first, pretty girl" you nod frantically, completely at his mercy and willing to do whatever he says. you line up his once again leaking cock with your entrance, sinking down smoothly due to the wetness you've expelled. the rumble that leaves his chest is loud, hands vice gripping the plush of your ass as he bottoms out inside of you. you begin to bounce on his length, bracing yourself with your hands on his chest, airy whimpers falling past your lips. your pace is decently brisk, but not fast enough for a young man in his rut. within an instant you're flat on your back, knees pushed up to your chest while lo'ak jackhammers into your pussy. your surprised gasp was laced with pleasure, squelching filling your ears quickly.

"l-lo'ak-" you whine and drag your nails along the woven mat beneath you, eyes rolling at the deepness of his thrusts, cervix getting abused each time. "so fucking good huh?" he groans, large palms holding your legs to your chest as his hips snap aggressively. you whine and lock eyes with him, drowning in the lust that cloud his. "gonna cum- fucking fill you" he moans as his cock twitches inside of you, cum shooting out and painting your walls. you gasp as he cums, watching as his abs tighten during his orgasm. you don't have much time to look before lo'ak is thrusting again, your back arching off of the mat at the sudden return of sensation. "always knew you'd have a tight pussy.." he groans huskily, pads of his fingers forming bruises on the back of your thighs as they press into your chest. "s-shit!" you gasp, knot inside of you snapping suddenly before you glaze his cock with your cum.

his chuckle is deep and his smirk is big as he brings one hand down to your clit, teasingly circling it with his middle finger while his thrusts never falter. "lo'ak-" you wince, "sensitive". "i know, babygirl.. cum again" his cock pushes even deeper if at all possible, probing your cervix while his hand strokes your bundle of nerves fiercely, second orgasm approaching quickly. "squirt all over my cock- fucking soak me while i feed your pussy again" he moans out as he releases again, stuffing your pussy with even more cum. "oh great mother!" you squeal as you squirt, covering your own thighs and lo'ak's cock, along with his abs. "good girl" he leans over you, breath tickling your lips at his proximity. you whimper softly, craning your neck to press your lips on his in a heated kiss. he sloppily kisses you, teeth nipping at your bottom lip before he pulls off, manhandling you so you're now face down and ass up.

his one hand pushes your thighs apart, the other pressing your head down as he enters you again with ease. "big, big.." you babble, eyes rolling as your mind goes blank, the only thing you're able to focus on is lo'ak's cock slamming in and pulling out. his pace is quite rapid, the sound of skin slapping unbelievably loud. "fucked you dumb haven't i?" he adds more pressure to your head, other hand coming down on your ass roughly. you whine at the spank, back arching down more to push your ass out further, silently asking for more. he spanks you twice more, skin stinging yet you can't help but moan louder each time his hand comes down. "slutty girl..." he rasps, hand groping the plush of your ass now. "yes yes yes" you mewl, body rocking with each thrust. his hand on your head trails around to your neck, holding it tightly and pulling you up on your knees.

you whine as your walls squeeze his cock, milking him further. his mouth rests at your ear, breathy moans escaping as he continues to pound you. "fucking squeezing me babygirl- you want more cum? huh? say it" he grumbles, hand tightening on your throat for the perfect amount of pressure. "more cum.. more more more" you choke out through your brain fog and restricted throat, pussy clenching again around his shaft. "that's it... good girl" he moans and pushes in as far as he can, cum filling you once again. his cum is now dripping from your pussy and down your thighs, pussy too full to hold it all in. his chest heaves against your back for a moment before he's thrusting again, your head lulling back onto his shoulder.

"too much-" you whimper, weakly trying to escape his grasp but failing miserably. his free arm wraps around your waist, tugging you back to be flush against his front. "don't you fucking move, you can take it. just one more..." he nibbles your ear before starting to drive his cock inside of you once more. your jaw is slack yet barely audible whines are escaping as you take his length, his cock bringing you to your third orgasm. you shake and tighten on his cock as you cum again, squirt flowing down your thighs and onto the mat under your knees. he groans out in satisfaction and moves his hips faster, pussy being ravished farther with each movement. "you're mine, i've fucking claimed you" he grunts and presses in deeply once, twice, and on the third thrust his cock explodes for the fourth time. you hum as he adds more cum to your flowing hole, his chest rising and falling as he catches his breath.

when he pulls out of you you sigh at the emptiness, turning around slowly as he loosens his grasp on your body. "such a good girl for me, took so much.." he smiles and kisses your forehead, gesturing for you to lie down. "rest, and then i'll take you ho-" "no! i mean- when will that-" you wave your hand around trying to find the word in your jumbled head, "how long until you feel like that again?" "hmmm.. it usually comes back every few hours.." "then, i'll stay? since you'll need help again, right?" your eyes are big as you stare up at him, hands lying against his chest. "you're perfect.." he chuckles, placing his hands on top of yours, "in the meantime, i would like to talk about... that. i really love you, genuinely..." he trails off, tail swaying in anticipation. "lucky for you, i really love you too" you giggle and lean in, kissing him more calmly now, lips moving in unison after your confessions. not only do you help lo'ak with his rut later, but you do so as his mate.

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