#you place your hand on my thigh and I look down and bite my lip

[whorediaries-09]

Hi babes💓

May I ask for a French!Slytherin!fem X Sirius???

Could be angsty and slowburnish or whatever you'd like really [I'm a sucker for your smut]

I love you xxx

thank you for sending in the request, luv!!

i'm gonna make you my wife;

pairing- sirius black x frenchslytherin!reader warning(s)- banter, fluff, silly teenagers in love, kinda shy reader, alcohol, 18+ content. a/n- also sorry for poorly translated french, i used whatever google gave me hehe.

ps- i didn't write the day old cliche about slytherin reader and sirius in this one because i think i have read it so much, it doesn't inspire me anymore.

little train.

it was the most annoying noise. the way sirius black was sucking on the lollipop vibrated in your eardrums. in the quiet silence of the library, the constant swishing, flicking and sucking was deafeningly annoying.

more over, you didn't understand why he was here, of all places. and why he couldn't understand the meaning of personal boundaries. so you decided to voice your thought.

'black, move your ass away, will you?' sirius looked at you as if he'd noticed you were standing near him, struggling to get the book out which was kept on one of the higher shelves. while he could've easily gotten it out, it was fun to see you struggle, as the shirt that you had carefully tucked into your skirt loosened with every movement. it didn't really help with the fact that your skirt also rid up slightly as you stood on your tiptoes, exposing the skin of your thighs.

'why good morning, love, i see you're thinking about my ass today.'

'trust me, i've got better things to do, black. and don't call me love.' you warned. sirius seemed greatly amused. he moved closer to you, his breathe falling upon your hair. he could easily tower over you.

'then what would you like me to call you? sweetheart? honey? or maybe you'd prefer princess?' he didn't miss the way your lips quirked but you preferred to stay silent. he smiled, apparently satisfied with your reaction. he leaned closer, his finger tucking your hair behind your back. his lips almost brushed with your ear as he whispered, handing you the book you'd been reaching for,

'ou peut-être préféreriez-vous que je vous appelle mon amour.' ('or maybe you'd prefer me to call you my love.')

he didn't miss the way your eyes flicked to his lips. or the way your cheeks reddened at his words. or the way your pupils dilated, if only slightly. grinning, he held a two finger salute, walking away,

'see you at the game tomorrow! can't wait to beat the slytherins!'

'va te faire foutre, black,' ('fuck you, black,') you whispered as he walked away.

*-

it was cold. the air was harsh, biting your skin with every bellow. but as the enthusiastic quidditch fan you were, you had to go. well you'd be lying if you said you were the enthusiastic quidditch fan, you couldn't give more than two shits about it, you solemnly went to support your team.

at least that is what you told yourself.

it was again, a lie.

you wrapped the scarf around your neck closer, hiding yourself further into the soft and knitted wool. through the wind, you watched sirius throw a particularly nasty throw at evan. and try as hard as you might, you couldn't bring yourself to tear your eyes off from his form.

it was quite the show, every time he shouted at somebody else, every time his fingers wrapped around the ball, pulling it closer to his body and throwing it about with the club. you'd be lying too much if you said you didn't find that weirdly attractive.

but what would a few lies do?

you were pulled out your thoughts as you saw sirius approach closer, closer than he was supposed to during a game. he was grinning full ear to ear. you quickly diverted your eyes to the score board.

'enjoying the view, mon amour?' he shouted. you rolled your eyes,

'you wish, black,' he chuckled,

'you know i don't,'

*-

sirius knew what he wanted. and he knew how to get it. so, as he watched you sit down for a game of spin the bottle at the party, he sat strategically directly opposite to you. the rest of his group cheered as he was handed a shot of tequila. you rolled your eyes, as he cheered the air.

'not so cheerful today are we, mon amour?' (my love)

'it's never cheerful with you around, black,'

'you wound me, chérie,' (darling)

'i sure hope i do,' he chuckled, running his fingers through his hair. he took the bottle, placing it on the carpet. with a wide grin, he said, overly cheerful,

'lets get this game going shall we?' he spun the bottle. everybody stayed silent, watching as it turned in circles, before slowing down every passing minute and halting to a stop.

it pointed at evan and barty. barty smirked, evan groaned. the rest cheered barty on. he got on all fours, reaching towards evan,

'pick your choice, rosier,' he said. the other boy grumbled something incomprehensible before pulling him close and kissing him. the way he kissed him didn't seem very rivals of them.

'oi! get a fucking room!' james shouted, throwing a chip at them. barty pulled himself off evan's lips.

'i will potter, just not within the spectrums of your knowledge,' the boy blew a raspberry before grabbing the bottle and spinning it. it spun again. you hoped it wouldn't stop at you. you didn't want to have to kiss sirius. and neither did you want to have to drink the tequila.

you didn't have a very good experience with alcohol.

it stopped at james and lily. it was no rumor lily had finally said yes to the boy after years of unnerved dedication to pester her. but james had to change into a matured and good youth of course, before he'd finally gotten lily to fall in love with him. lily leaned over, but james being the over excited fellow he was, pulled her into a frenzy, smacking a hard kiss on her lips.

'james, we don't want to become uncles at this young age, bless us!' remus said, dryly. he seemed thoroughly bored. on second thought, he always appeared bored. it was just him, you supposed, not finding the thrill into these games. he much rather preferred rotting in bed with a book.

'i agree with remus,' peter piped in, taking the bottle. sirius' eyes lingered upon you. he could see the feign worry etched on your face. he thought it was adorable how oblivious you were at hiding your feelings.

he saw the whispers in your eyes.

'spin the fucking bottle.' you said.

and so peter did. when it stopped, so did your heart. well almost. sirius looked at you with the biggest grin you'd ever seen on his face. you huffed.

'pick your poison, babe,' he said. he didn't lean over. it was all part of his strategy.

'you're poison either way.' you said, taking the shot burning down your throat. he grinned, shrugging his shoulders.

je vais faire de toi ma femme. he thought. (i'm gonna make you my wife.)

je vais casser ton vélo. you thought. (i'm gonna smash up your bike.)

*-

you were high. and god forbid you didn't care about sirius' hands around your body. you allowed yourself to relish the feeling. the warmth your heart sunk as his breath fanned over your neck. his hands felt so familiar on your skin, as you'd felt them before.

the music crawled under your skin. he swirled you around, his hand placed on your waist, pressing your chest to his.

'i'm gonna get you one day, miel,' (honey) he said. you chuckled, dancing with unrhythmic steps.

'je vais te dire une chose, miel. je pourrais retourner ce putain de scénario et prendre le dessus, et te laisser comme cette stupide fête. ou je pourrais juste t'aimer jusqu'à la fin.' (i'll tell you one thing, honey. i might flip the fucking script and take the upper hand, and leave you like this dumb party. or i might just love you till the end.)

sirius laughed. it vibrated into your ears. it was a melody, a sweet vibratos of rasps from the depth of his throat. and god forbid it got you feeling things you'd never thought you'd feel.

'et je vais te dire une chose, bébé. je vais faire de toi ma putain de femme.' (and i'll tell you one thing, babe. i'm gonna make you my fucking wife)

you chuckled.

'et je briserai ton putain de vélo.' (and i'm gonna smash your fucking bike)

he dipped you, before swirling you for the last time and leaving you.

'i'll wait, sweetheart.'

*-

you didn't know whether you wanted to flip him off or pull him into the closet. but the whispers in his eyes were so loud, so lewd, it was as if you could hear them echo into your head. why was he sitting with the group to play truth and dare anyway?

worser still, it was a rapid fire if you chose truth.

'lace, satin or leather,' peter asked.

'that's the most most stupid question to ask the fucking sirius black leather! the guy's wearing a leather jacket in front of your eyes!'

'lace,' he said.

'we were not talking about lingerie.' lily commented, bored.

'i am,' he shrugged.

fuck. it was your turn. he grinned. without thinking, you chose truth. and god by the look on his face you knew he'd make it hard.

'tell us about any three kinks you have.' you almost choked on your pumpkin juice. your brain short circuited. kinks? you'd only had sex one time.

'fast, chérie, time is money,'

'uhm, may-maybe mirrors, oral and biting,'

he clearly saw through your lie, but made no further comment.

*-

'i see you can't stand us having a jolly time, black,' your friend commented as sirius sat down with your group. sirius grinned at her.

'if you want to, take away your girlfriend,' she grumbled. you hit her with your book. exactly why sirius black to sit amongst your group of friends, was extremely questionable. if you knew better, sirius black would've rather died than having been spotted at the slytherin table.

'she's not my girlfriend, yet,' he replied.

'and i'm never gonna be your girlfriend!' you snapped. he grinned,

'so we're going straight for husband and wife, mon amour?' you stuttered upon your words. he enjoyed the effect he had on you. he smiled, leaning closer, resting his face on his palm. you rolled your eyes.

'marry, kiss or kill me, ladies?' he asked. your friends groaned, each on of them mumbling a quiet 'kill'. sirius seemed thoroughly amused when you didn't say anything.

'it's just a game but really,' he said, urging you to answer. you smiled, a sly curve of your lips, so unlike you,

'i'm betting on all three, for us.'

this time, sirius black was left speechless.

*-

you were late. running towards slughorn's class wasn't the best option, considering it was down in the dungeon, where the floor tended to be slippery, but it was the second best option considering apparition was not possible within the grounds of hogwarts. not to say, you'd been used to the slippery floors after spending 6 and a half years in the castle.

but just as you were turning on your heel, a few steps away into his class, you were pulled by somebody who's touch seemed eerily familiar. their hand clasped upon your mouth, as they pressed your back towards their front, pulling you into a broom closet-which you didn't even know was there.

inky locks licked your forehead. the warmth of his body pressed upon yours and the ink of the fresh tattoos on his hand instantly gave away who it was.

'i hope you don't mind that i kidnapped you,' he rasped, letting you go once he was sure you wouldn't scream and let the whole school know where you were.

'i in fact do mind, black,' you said, reaching for the handle of the closet. he held your free hand, pulling you back,

'there's slime all over the floor. it's for snivellus. i hope you don't want to get stuck on it.' he said, warning you. you didn't answer, letting go the handle.

'it's too small in here,' you commented. he quirked an eyebrow, smiling wickedly,

'i think its cozy in here,' you rolled your eyes.

'push the reset button, babe, let's become something new,'

'no offence but god how do you talk so much. i think i die a little inside every time you open your stupid mouth. sometimes i just want to wrap my hand around your throat and choke you till you can't speak anymore,'

'that sounds kinky,' his reply took you off guard. 'are we discussing kinks in this closet? i don't think i'll be able to handle myself once i get to know about-'

his voice was muffled when you crashed your lips against his, pulling him down my his red tie. for a minute millisecond, he didn't kiss you back, and you thought you'd fucked it up. but when he smiled and pushed you back on the wall, his hands cradling your cheeks, you knew you lost it. your knees suddenly became very weak and your heart started thumping against your throat.

you could only hope you'd crawl out of this closet even alive. because the way he kissed you, so deep, so passionate, yet so rough had you losing your breathe.

'f-fuck black, i can't breathe,' you gasped, getting away from him. he smiled, slyly.

'had no idea you'd got so much in you, mon amour,' he said, his hands travelling between your thighs. he crawled his fingers upon the skin of your inner thigh, enjoying the way you crumbled bit by bit with every movement. his finger grazed over your underwear, feeling the little wet spot.

'may i?' he asked, his pupils dilated. you sighed, pulling him closer by the collar.

'god all you do is fucking talk, please,' he laughed, deep from the base of the throat.

'and all you do is hate me,' he slipped his fingers into your underwear, rubbing circles on your clit.

'you're so fucking wet,' you hummed, letting him scissor his fingers into your cunt. your walls pulsated at the cold contact of his rings into the warmth of your folds. you shuddered, his free hand undoing the buttons of your shirt.

'i'll mark you in places only i can see,' he whispered, his lips trailing over the expanse of your warm skin of your breasts. with a swish and click of his fingers, gone was your bra. he kissed your breasts gently, enjoying as you heaved hotly within his contact. you didn't think he had the right to be so outrageously good at this.

the last and the only time you'd had sex was not like this. it couldn't have been like this, you had not even orgasmed.

the rumors weren't wrong after all. sirius black knew shit. the way he toyed with you, leaving you shaking and desperate for him, just on his fingers drove you to fucking hell.

'god, you're so hot,' he whispered, pulling out his fingers, leaving you stranded, without the pleasure of climax. you whined. he grinnned.

'come on, tell me what you want,'

'you know what i want,'

'i happen to be a twat. i actually have no idea what you want,' he said, his wrapping his lips around the fingers that had been inside you not even a minute ago. you groaned, tugging at his collar, brushing his lips against yours,

'i need you to fuck me, black.' he grinned, crashing his lips with yours, picking you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. your fingers nimbly undid his zip, pulling out his cock. you pumped him in your hand before he lifted up your skirt, pushing himself inside of you.

he nudges his forehead with you, as you try to stifle your moans when he thrusts.

'mon Dieu, tu vas me ruiner, black,' (god, you're gonna ruin me, black,') he laughs silently, throwing his head back when your walls pulsate around him.

'je n'ai pas l'intention de le faire, chérie.' (i don't plan to, darling.')

your thighs shake around him, as you pull him closer, as if you want to crawl under his skin. his hand crawls on your torso, as he kisses, bites and licks every bit of bare skin he can find.

'attagirl, taking me so well,'

you groan.

'f-fuck, i'm gonna cum,' you say. he fastens his pace erratically, the tip of his cock hitting spots that made you see stars.

'Ouais? Dis mon nom. crie-le.' (yeah? say my name. scream it.') you groan, rolling your eyes and curling your toes as you feel yourself topple on the edge of insanity.

'f-fuck, black please,' he wraps his hand around your throat, forcing you to look at him,

'Non? regarde-moi, crie mon nom.' (no? look at me, scream my name.') and so you do. you crumble completely as the words spill from his mouth, heaving and clashing when you feel your orgasm hit.

'sirius- sirius- fuck!' he grinned, thrusting into you erratically, chasing his own high. you squeezed around him, as he toppled over the edge, rushing thick white hot ropes of cum into you, before pulling out. the sticky mixture flowed down your thighs. he rubbed his fingers onto the skin of your thighs. with his thumb, he parted your lips, placing his wet fingers on your tongue.

'taste,' he demanded. you wrapped your lips around his fingers, licking tasting the both of you on his fingers. and you saw the lust fade from his eyes, as he pecked you sweetly on your lips. and god forbid it drove you crazy.

how could have just leave you shaking and treat you like fragile glass within a few seconds?

'so would you want to go on a date with me sometime?' you smiled, devilishly,

'i'd rather smash up your bike, sirius black,' he grinned back, showing his pearly white teeth.

'and i'll make you my wife.'

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loved this one WHEW 💕🥵

Tags: Daddy kink, that's it, that's the whole fic

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The first time Vox calls himself ‘Daddy’ while you’re fucking him you freeze up so immediately that he thinks he’s done something wrong. “Fuck, baby, taking Daddy so well,” he had muttered in your ear, and the sharp, sudden swoop of arousal in your gut had caught you off guard, moan choking off into a high pitched whine as your body went still. He looks down at you, expression twisted in concern as he realizes what he had said and blushes, pixels going pink. “Sorry, sorry,” he mutters, and resumes railing you as normal, hand slipping between your bodies to rub at your clit. You bite your lip as you cum to hold back the title, head thrown back while Vox finds his own release and you wonder what to do with this new information.

You keep your distance for a few days, keeping occupied with busy work- you paint the living room of your shared floor in Vee Tower, offer to help Velvette with one of her shows, make sure that Valentino’s actors have a steady supply of food and drink in the studio. You don’t let Vox touch you for a week, despite your obvious need and his growing frustration. Finally on Sunday, when he lets Katie Killjoy take over the evening news, he comes home to the trap you’ve set. As soon as you hear the elevator door open with a ding you let out a loud moan from the bedroom, a siren call for Vox to come in and see you spread across the sheets of the bed you share, skin bared and your fingers working tirelessly between your legs. 

“H- hey baby,” he manages to get out, a glitch flashing across his screen as he approaches, fingers reaching for you before he’s even close enough to the bed to touch. “Fuck, look at you- soaked and ready for me, huh?” He slides a hand down the length of your thigh towards your core, swearing under his breath when you grab his hand and guide his fingers to the slick folds of your cunt.

“Please, Daddy,” you whine, and his fans let out a wheeze in place of an actual breath as he crouches over you, his screen dropping for a moment so you’re looking at the back of it instead of his face. 

When he looks back up to you his eyes are narrowed, mouth hanging open and his tongue out- he drags it up the length of your body from pelvis to tits, letting his sharp teeth scrape the sensitive nipple before he pulls off. He presses a finger into you, then a second when he finds that you’re already open and desperate. “Goddamn, doll, you didn’t have to blueball me all week for this,” he mutters. “You could’ve just asked- Daddy’s gonna give it to you either way.”

There’s the feeling again, that sharp shock of pleasure and arousal at the term, pussy clenching hard around his digits. “Please, I need it,” you whimper, and he pulls his fingers from your body and curls his tongue around them, using his other hand to line his cock up with your dripping slit and pushing in with a sharp thrust. “Oh fuck-”

“That’s right, sweetheart, Daddy’ll take care of you,” he growls, hooking his arms under your knees and dragging you further towards the edge of the bed. “So fucking perfect for me, taking my cock- you like that?” He slams his hips into you, fucking you with the conviction of a man possessed. Your fingers fly down to the bed, digging harsh lines into the sheets with the pressure from your claws.

“God, please,” you beg, already close on your own, the hard length of him spearing you hurtling you ever closer to that edge. “Daddy- Vox, please,”

He snarls, sharp teeth snapping as he leans in closer and folds you nearly in half. “Should’ve known- I thought you froze up ‘cause you were didn’t like it, baby, didn’t realize you were embarrassed by how much you fuckin’ wanted it.” He angles your hips, drives himself into you harder, faster, the sounds of skin slapping echoing in the room along with the groans and whimpers that he’s drawing from you.

“Fuck,” you whine, the words tearing from your mouth- you can almost feel the wave behind your eyes , waiting to crest, searching for that final shove to break the tension. “Fuck, gonna- please, Daddy, I need it-” Every time you say it his hips jerk, shoving more forcefully into your wet cunt, claws digging into the flesh of your hips.  

Vox’s left eye swirls, no power behind it, just showing how overwhelmed he is as well when he lets go of your leg on one side to rub forcefully at the bundle of nerves above your drenched pussy, where he’s got you stuffed full of him. “Go ahead, beautiful, cum on Daddy’s cock, show me how pretty-”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence, your keening cry as the pressure inside of you releases, drowning him out. Your soft walls clamp down on him, the rippling muscles pulling at the rigid length of his cock inside of you, coaxing him into his own orgasm right behind you. Your mind is fuzzy, but still aware enough that his grunts of “fuck baby, take Daddy’s cum, good girl” light up the pleasure center in your brain as he floods you in long pulses. His hips jerk and stutter against you until he finally collapses against you, screen pressed gently into your bare chest and leaving little kisses on your skin.

“Fuck me,” he says, and you can’t help but giggle, running your fingers over the little ports on the back of his head, relishing in his shiver at the touch. “Why didn’t you just tell me you liked it? You didn’t have to spring a trap.”

“God forbid a woman have hobbies.” He pulls out and flops onto the bed next to you, allowing you to roll and rest your head on his chest. “Besides, this was more fun.”

“You should greet Daddy like this after work more often then, doll-”

“Don’t fuckin’ push it,” you tell him, and his rumbling laughter where you’re pressed against him is relaxing, wrapping his arms around you in a firm, secure embrace.

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[ravenzia]

— 𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 — 🔞 (𝔣𝔢𝔪!𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭!𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

˚₊‧꒰ა Me and Your Mama - Donald Glover ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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— ☆ —

You and Hiromi work at the same company. It‘s safe to say you see each other often, wich led to you taking a liking to him. Today you both are stuck in a meeting, the only entertainment being you both texting back and forth under the table.

A smile grows on your face at the things he makes you feel and the idea he just gave you.

Your eyes wander around the room, trying to find something more interesting than listening to this boring as hell meeting you’re stuck in.

Your phone vibrates in your lap, catching your attention immediately. You pick it up and take a look, a message waiting to be opened.

You quickly unlock your phone and click on the chat, realizing it’s Hiromi.

Hiro: can’t wait to get out.

A small smile tugs at your lips at his message as you type back.

You: suddenly paperwork sounds appealing 👏🏼

It was true, it did sound more appealing than this.

You sigh when another message from him pops up,

Hiro: I‘d do anything to get out of here.

You glance up at him across the table, noticing how he lets out a breath while staring down at his phone.

You watch him a moment longer until you get a interesting idea.

Your hand goes up and you excuse yourself, saying you need to use the restroom.

Getting up, you feel his eyes on you as you leave the room. Once in the restroom, you walk towards the stall in the very back and step in, closing the door and taking a seat on the closed toilet.

A rush of excitement rushes through you at the thought of what you’re about to do.

Without overthinking it, you slowly start to unbutton the first few buttons of your white blouse until your bra is clearly visible.

Looking down at yourself, you feel your cheeks start to warm up. Not believing you’re actually doing this.

Your hand reaches for your phone and positions it in a high angle after opening the photo app.

Five minutes later you’re back on the chat with Hiromi,

You: still bored?

Not even one minute later he replies.

Hiro: yeah.

You bite your lip and open your gallery, selecting one of the few pictures you just took and send it to him.

You: maybe this helps?

Without realizing it, you start chewing on your lower lip when you see he opened the message but didn’t reply.

Of course he wouldn’t, what were you thinking?

You continue to sit on the toilet for a few minutes, silence lingering in the air around you.

Maybe your idea was stupid, but you can’t help feeling some kind of thrill because of it.

Suddenly, someone walks in and you hear footsteps approaching the last stall. Your stall.

The door slams open and your eyes widen when you take in who it is.

Hiromi.

You gulp, feeling a small amount of embarrassment wash over you. You were at work after all.

He steps in, closing and locking the stall door behind him before his eyes settle back on you.

"Was it intentional? Or did you mistake me for the wrong person?"

Your heartbeat picks up when his eyes wander down to your open blouse.

"It was no mistake," you finally manage to answer.

His eyes meet yours again and they look more…hungry?

You press your thighs together, trying to ignore the wet feeling between your legs and the sudden heat spreading through your body.

Hiromi takes another step closer, slowly kneeling down to your level.

"Not as innocent as I first thought you‘d be, hm?"

You don’t answer that, you don’t need to. Because he already knows.

"What if someone beside me took a glances my phone and saw that picture?" His hands come to rest on the outside of your thighs and you swallow.

"So needy…" His hands slide down until they reach your knees. "What should I do about that?"

Slowly he pushes your knees apart, just enough for him to sit back on his knees between them.

Your breath falters, mind running all over the place.

"I don’t think I ever saw you as quiet as you are right now, what happened?" His hands reach for your hips and he pulls you forward until you’re sitting at the edge of the toilet seat. "Cat go your tongue y/n?"

"I‘m sorry I—" You suck in a breath when one of his hands moves underneath your pencil skirt and swipes a finger over the wet material of your panties.

"You‘re not sorry." His hand retreats, using both hands to push your skirt up to your waist. "I‘m not either."

He sits up on his knees so his body leans closer to yours, his big hands parting your legs further.

Seeing this side of him makes you feel all kind of things. In all those years you worked together, not even once did you think he’d storm into the women’s restroom just to look for you.

You knew he was handsome. Almost all women in the office eye him and chat with him. That’s why you held back, not wanting to interrupt any relationship, if he had any.

He doesn’t seem like the type to fall for things easily or use women just for his needs. That‘s why his reaction right now took you off guard.

His face comes down to your stomach as he looks up at you through his lashes.

At this point you’re all liquid and non-functional.

His head slowly dips down until he‘s between your thighs, gripping them tightly before throwing them over his shoulders.

"Never took you for this type of woman to be honest," He says as he presses light kisses along the inside of your left thigh.

With half lidded eyes and parted lips, you follow his movements.

"But here you are, all soaked…" He takes another glance at you. "Do you often think about me?"

Yes, you do. But you don’t want to say that out loud.

His kisses move up until he‘s inches away from your soaked underwear, his right hand coming up to swipe a finger over them.

You can’t help but let out a soft moan at the sensation, wishing he’d repeat it but on bare skin.

"Answer me." His voice sounds harsher but muffled.

"Yes…"

A hum is all you get before the thumb of his left hand pushes your panties to the side and his tongue swipes between your wet folds.

"Oh my god.."

His tongue moves up until it reaches your clit and gives it a gentle nib, making your head fall back.

"That‘s not my name, try again."

You can already feel yourself pulsating as he dives in deeper so his full mouth is on you.

"Fuck…" You whimper and reach a hand out to grab his hair.

While your fingers run through it, he moves back to your clit and sucks on it, making your legs twitch.

Soon after that you feel a finger swipe over your entrance before slowly pushing inside.

"Hiromi…" A moan escapes you again, your breath coming in short pants.

He gives a hum wich sends a vibration through you, your hips rolling forward to get more of the pleasure coursing through your body.

His finger starts to move, his tongue lapping over your clit and swiping down towards your entrance. Without waiting any longer, he pushes a second finger in.

You lean back against the wall and hold tight onto the toilet seat with one hand as the other tugs at his hair, your face flush and eyes closed.

You feel him moves his fingers in a scissoring motion to stretch you, his big nose hitting your clit.

His eyes open to take a look at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips when he sees your expression.

"You like that sweetheart?"

Your eyes open and meet his, your mouth still parted with only panting noises coming out of it.

His mouth leaves your pussy, his fingers continuing to slide in and out in a slow pace.

He‘s doing it on purpose. You know that. The first reason would be to savor your expressions and drink up your noises, and the second to punish you for sending him that picture.

Just as you were about to fall over the edge, he pulls his fingers out completely, earning a whimper from you.

"No…please…"

If you never heard him chuckle before, you do now. The fingers he used inside of you are now in his mouth as he cleans them from your juices.

"I‘m not going to fuck you."

A small pause.

You frown with the last strength you had left. "What?"

He gets up to stand, his eyes taking you all in.

With quick movements he unbuckles his belt and undoes his pants but doesn’t pull them down yet.

"Get up."

You do. You stand on weak legs, hair messy from rubbing against the wall.

"Turn around and put your hands on the wall."

You do. Turning your back to him and leaning your chest forward until you’re pressed against the stall wall, your hands coming underneath you as you rest them on the wall as well.

"Why don’t y-" A hiss leaves your throat when hot flesh rubs against your soaked folds.

His chest leans down to press against your back, his hands gripping onto your hips tightly to keep you from moving.

"You wanted to say something?" His mouth is close to your ear, his breath hot against your neck.

He uses his wider stance to push your legs together until you stand normally.

"What did you want to say, hm?" He asks as his dick pushes between your folds with a little more force, earning a gasp from you.

His hips move slowly, his dick gently rubbing against you, eventually hitting your swollen clit.

"Fuck…" You moan under your breath.

"Imagine how it would feel if I was inside,"

You moan at that thought.

"So tight and warm," He presses a gentle kiss on the side of your neck.

"Would you like that sweetheart?"

You would. And how you would.

A shiver runs down your spine when the tip of his dick runs over your clit again and you arch your back.

The movements of his hips pick up and he applies more pressure to get more moans out of you.

The right hand that was on your hip moves up to cover your mouth and pull your head back against his chest.

"Shh…you’re going to make people think someone is stabbing you in here because of how much you moan." His voice is low and quiet against the shell of your ear.

Your eyes roll back when his dick slides just right again, your legs starting to shake from the pressure forming in your abdomen.

He notices and keeps his pace for a moment longer until he sees you‘re about to come undone.

Thats when he stops.

"Hiro…" You cry out against his hand, tears gathering in your eyes from frustration.

"You wanna come sweetheart?"

No hesitation, no thoughts. You nod hard as a tear rolls down your cheek.

His hips start to move very slowly again and his hand leaves your mouth, sliding in between your legs to circle your clit.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck…" You pant out loudly, back arching further against his chest.

His fingers move faster and your vision starts to blur from how close your are.

With one more hard push of his hips and pressure of his fingers, you finally fall over the edge with a high pitched cry.

Before your legs could give up, his hands wrap around your waist and hold you flush against him.

"Good girl." He whispers in your ear and gives your earlobe a nib before pulling away and turning you to face him.

You‘re a complete mess, face red, hair disheveled, eyes heavy and mouth parted to catch your breath as if you just ran a marathon.

His thumb wipes the mascara that smeared down your cheek and he looks at you with satisfaction.

"Next time you send me something like that again," He starts, his eyes sizing you up. "I‘ll make sure you won’t sit for two weeks."

You gulp, slowly coming back to your senses when you realize he started cleaning you up and pulling your skirt down.

"You can get me next time," He looks you up and down, hoping you got the message. "Now let‘s get back. I‘m sure the meeting‘s long over."

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gege akutami #anime #manga #hiromi jjk #higuruma hiromi #hiromi x reader #hiromi higuruma #jjk x reader #jjk x fem!reader #fem!reader #oneshot #fanfic #imagine #wattpad #18+ mdni #18+ only #jjk higuruma #jujutsu kaisen higuruma #smut #jjk smut

[pinkishpearls]

my love!! i love love LOVE your subby pathetic jude fics! was wondering if you could write about jude can't wait till you guys get home so you guys do it in a public mall bathroom while you edge him and he tries to stay quiet!!!

needy boy, huh?

a jude bellingham fic

requested by anon

smut / edging (handjob) / sub!jude x dom!reader / very whiney YIPPEEEE / public-ish sex

“jude can you not just wait a 10 minute drive?” you ask, clearly agitated as jude kept nagging you constantly. waist pulling, ass grabbing, neck kissing; he was clearly needy and you could tell, but you were in a mall. maybe he didn’t clock that publicly fucking in a public area could get you in a lot of trouble. “i can’t wait…please.” he sighs out once again, his pink-tinted, plump lips giving you a light peck on your neck. “juuuude.” you groan, “please?” he whines, his eyes growing wide as he glances at you; desire fills his pupils, and he looks like a lost puppy. you roll your eyes, anger growing within your body.

“you better stay fucking quiet.” you demand, unzipping his jeans in a swift motion; they pool to the ground, surrounding his ankles like snakes. “a-alright.” he stammers, quickly getting seated on the toilet lid. you spit in your mouth, moving your hand around so the liquid runs around your palm. jude watches in anticipation, his dick growing harder and harder at the sigh of your hands reaching for his erect shaft.

you wrapped your petite hands around his shaft, stroking your fingers up and down; jude lets out slick sounds and light whimpers, he was stiff, his tip dripping with squirts of pre-cum. “y-yes- fuck!” he moans, his head falling back onto the cold tiled walls. “shut up, jude.” your eyes narrow down and your eyebrows knit together; jude shuts up immediately, a look of sorry in his eyes. your hands pick up the pace so the slimy sounds of his dick could cover up his lewd moans, “jude- jude!” you remind him to stay quiet, giving him a light tap on the inner thigh making him squirm. his mouth never shut though, he couldn’t help himself from letting a few moans and whimpers escape from his throat, so you’d simply have to…punish him.

from time to time you stopped moving your hand and watched in amusement as he moved his hips in desperation, humping your fist, searching for release. “please don’t- stop.” he whinges, his eyes manage to pry open, “please don’t be loud then.” you mimic, a devilish grin emerging from your lips. jude’s eyes roll in agitation, but suddenly screw shut once you bob your hands up and down again. “o-oooh fuck- baby…oh my!” his incoherent words were like praises to you, but your hands think otherwise; they start to slowly glide along jude’s dick, a slow rhythm that almost looked painful. you shoved your free hand under his shirt, lightly scratching his chest with your freshly done nails, sending shivers down his spine. you shifted your hand all over his chest, toying around with his nipples, flicking and groping at them with your thumb. jude could only bite his lip, he knew that if he used his mouth to try and say something you would only hear a pathetic moan or an unintelligible mumble.

“mmh- faster!” jude begged, his shaky hands playing with your hair.

“close… close…” jude managed to say, still out of breath. his legs were already starting to shake the closer he got to his climax.

“yeah? cum for me then.”

with your permission already given he came, his throbbing cock spewing out ropes and ropes of warm, white liquid. he came with a moan extremely louder than the previous ones, elongated and freer, and his thighs vibrate slightly. his abdomen contracted with each slow stroke you gave him to finish him, and after one last stroke, he was finished. eventually his breathing calmed, and he was looking into your eyes. you placed a kiss on his neck, then one on his cheek, and then one on his lips, trying to sooth him after his orgasm.

“needy boy, huh?” you cooed.

#jude bellingham #jude bellingham fic #smut #sub!jude bellingham

[maybe-its-5sos]

Beautiful (Cathleen Bate Smut)

Requested: No

Summary: Cathleen can't stop herself after you go to an event looking like that.

Word Count: 1144

Warning(s): Sex, Female reader

She couldn't take her eyes off you, your dress hugging your curves perfectly as you laugh with your friends. Star had invited you to an event with her, she loves showing you off and this was a perfect opportunity. You both dressed to the nines looking as gorgeous as ever.

What she didn't take into account was that some of your friends were also going to be there, pulling you away from her. You weren't far away from Cassie by any means, her hand resting on your hip, but your attention was else where, drink sloshing in your glass as you laugh.

"Hey baby, I think it's time to go," she whispers leaning closer to your ear, you smile and nod as you say goodbye to your friends and finish up the drink in your hand.

"We're leaving early," you chuckle, squeezing Cathleen's hand that is now in yours. "I can't wait any longer, you're too beautiful to resist," she lets you know, winking, a bright blush dusting your cheeks. Cassie starts briskly walking towards the waiting car outside, pulling you with her as you yelp, trying to catch up. "Wait up, I can't walk that fast in these heels," Her walk slows but not by a lot, the door to the car open as you both slide in quickly.

As the driver takes off, Cassie's hand rests on your thigh, rubbing small gentle stripes up and down with her thumb, giving you goosebumps, a wicked look in her eyes. The drive isn't very long, but her strong fingers have made their way higher and higher up your thigh, causing you to clench your thighs together, a wetness spreading in your probably already ruined underwear.

Before you can indulge in your arousal, the car comes to a halt, looking out the window you see the front of your shared home. "Well that was fast." you muse to yourself scootching closer to the door as you had been leaning into your better halves side without even realizing it.

The door opens, Cathleen's hand out reached. She helps you out of the car and without a second to process, she picks you up in a bridal carry, quickly making her way to the house.

The door slams behind her as she disregards her own shoes, quickly taking you to the bedroom. With your heels still on you're a lot closer to being of a similar height.

Her lips crash into yours like a tidal wave, your hands pulling her into you by her hips. She doesn't put up any resistance. Soon the back of your legs touch the bed and you both come up for air. "What's gotten into you?" you ask breathily, not complaining about the intimate situation. "When I saw you in this," she says running her hands up and down your sides "I honestly thought that we should skip the event all together." She informs you kissing your lips once more, her hand gently making it up your inner thigh, the dress lifting with it. The sensation sending a shiver down your spine. "But then seeing you smile at your friends like that....Damn am I lucky to have you, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on." She confesses effortlessly, kissing down the side of your neck, nibbling every now and then. A breathy moan escapes your throat, as you slide one of your hands down her arm, the other gently placed on the back of her neck.

" I think the title for most beautiful is all yours baby," You moan as she makes her way to your collar bones.

Cassie gently pushes you to sit down on the bed, gently caressing your breasts, leaving small love bites before pulling one out of the confinement of your dress all together. Her tongue flicks your nipple causing you to let out a needy moan.

"Don't keep me waiting baby," You beg as she slowly plays with your nipple. "All in due time gorgeous," She says with a smile, teeth grazing over the sensitive skin. Your back arches into her, a moan so desperate leaving your lips.

Her wandering hand finally makes its way all the way to your soaked underwear as she gives your clothed pussy a small rub. " So wet already and we just started." She chuckles, her lips making their way back up to yours, the kiss fervent.

Her hand leaves your clothed cunt, causing you to whimper from the loss of contact. "Open up." Cassie commands, gently pushing on your thighs. You slide your legs open wider, as her finger hooks around your panties. She pulls them off in one swipe.

She kisses up your ankles, gently nibbling on your sensitive inner thighs as she makes her way to your weeping cunt. She licks a strip up from your hole to your clit a gorgeous moan coming from her. "I'll never get used to how good you taste." She tells you, going to town on your sensitive nub. Your head falls back as she pulls your heeled leg over her shoulder, giving her better access and lapping up all your juices, her skilled tongue working magic on your pussy. As Cathleen works her magic, the pleasure that has been building finally crashes over you with a breathy yet loud moan of your lovers name as your pussy pulsates. Cassie never stops, riding the high while liking up everything you give her. "Even you moaning my name is beautiful," She smiles as she looks up at you thru her lashes.

As your high subsides she moves her face away momentarily. "Hope you didn't think we were done yet, pretty." she says, slowly inserting a finger into you in one smooth movement, before pulling it back out. She sucks off your juices while looking at you, eliciting a moan.

She slowly inserts her finger again, this time her tongue making its way back to your sensitive bundle of nerves. She slowly pumps her finger, loving how your body reacts to her. She pulls your other leg over her shoulder, her movements getting faster.

Soon she ads another digit, curling them, making you feel oh so full. The ocean of pleasure receding again before coming down in a violent tsunami. "Y/n, I love you so much." she Mumbles between licks as she helps you ride thru the wave. she slowly pulls away and puts your legs on the ground gently.

"I don't think I can wear this dress again," you state in a matter of fact manor, causing Cassie to laugh. You grab her by the chin, pulling her up to you, giving her a kiss. It's much sweeter this time around, you can still taste your arousal on her lips.

You shift so she's laying on her back, lips never disconnecting.

"Your turn," you tell her with a wink.

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-K

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[harbinger-of-enmity]

Mr. Cold Feet . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Sampo Koski x AMAB Reader 🎭

✒︎ Notes; Sub Sampo, dom reader, AMAB reader, anal fingering and penetration, oral, edging (?), cumflation … Let me know if I missed anything!

✒︎ Vincent’s Ramblings; If you recognize this work it’s a repost from my previous blog, Brenbofen. Currently working on revising and reposting as many of the works as I could archive here.

“I can give you a third of my earnings. How about that, Huh?” Sampo shrugged, watching you cautiously. You had just found out he was Mr Cold Feet, the person behind the stealing and selling of historical artifacts from the museum.

“In exchange,” He grabbed your hands, the same smug smile he always had forming on his face. “You don’t tell the Silvermane Guards about me.” He looked so desperate, beginning to tell you an excuse you could use, going on about how you were Belobog’s hero, how one slip-up wouldn’t ruin your reputation.

Sampo freed your hands and smiled at you, waiting for your response. You could take the money, or you could suggest another way he could keep you quiet. You leaned forward, slipping your hands over the exposed skin on Sampo’s hips. “Maybe we could discuss a different payment,” Sampo’s eyes went wide, but his smile grew large, resting his hands on your lower arms. “Of course, only for my most valued customer!”

Sampo pulled you back onto the bed behind him, moving your hands up his chest. “Do whatever you need, as long as you don’t tell anyone.” You slowly removed Sampo’s shirt and jacket, running your hand up his bare stomach. Sampo watched you carefully, his gaze following your hand.

You leaned down, watching Sampo as you kissed and nipped at his torso. He groaned when you bit down on his nipple, your hand squeezing the other. You removed your mouth from his chest, moving to place kisses along his collarbone.

Sampo groaned as you sucked and bit his neck and shoulders, still playing with his nipples. Sampo whined, gripping your hips tightly. You made a particularly harsh tug on his nipple, causing Sampo to cry out. “Wha- What was that for—“ You cut him off by kissing him, biting his lip as you pulled away.

“You did say I could do anything… Unless you want me to tell everyone Sampo Koski is Mr. Cold—“

Sampo gripped the back of your head and kissed you, effectively shutting you up. “Don’t, please?” Sampo gave you a soft grin, practically begging you to keep your mouth shut.

You laughed, kissing his jaw and neck, feeling Sampo’s hands rest on your neck. You finally had enough, sitting up and admiring your work. Sampo’s carefully styled hair was now a mess, hickeys covering his neck and collarbone. With your guidance, Sampo sat up, helping you remove his pants. You massaged his growing erection through his boxers, grinning when a whimper escaped Sampo’s lips.

You couldn’t stop yourself from teasing Sampo, watching as you slowly broke him down. He gripped your hand, glaring up at you. “I’m a busy man, could we hurry this up?” Of course, you understood, but you were the one in control.

Who said Sampo could boss you around?

You removed Sampo’s boxers slowly, watching as Sampo grew more antsy by the second. “[Name], please can—“ You held your hand up, grinning at the purple-haired man.

“The more you complain, the slower I’m going to move, understand?” You squeezed Sampo’s thigh, hearing him whine at the feeling of you touching the sensitive skin. He just gave a meek nod, allowing you to carry on.

You finally got Sampo’s boxers off, resting your hand on the base of his dick. You bent down and placed the tip near your mouth, looking to Sampo for approval. He nodded quickly, moving so you had easier access. You pressed the tip of his dick into your mouth, massaging the base with your thumb.

Sampo groaned at the feeling, hand traveling to your hair. You slowly took more of him into your mouth, eventually reaching the base. You gagged slightly, Sampo’s dick hitting the back of your throat. Your gagging sent a vibration down Sampo’s dick, causing him to moan and grip your hair.

You swirled your tongue around his dick, bobbing your head up and down. Sampo groaned, sitting up and bending over you. “Fffuckk- You feel so good—“ He tangled his hand into your hair, panting. You had pulled your pants down, jerking yourself off as you continued to suck Sampo off. Before Sampo reached his peak you took your mouth from his dick. He looked at you confused and slightly annoyed, sweat falling down his face. You moved Sampo to lie down, propping his legs on your hips.

“This okay?” You asked, pushing his legs apart. Sampo nodded, at this point willing to do anything to cum. You pushed your fingers into his hole, Sampo letting out a gasp at the feeling. You made a slow scissoring motion, occasionally glancing at Sampo to make sure he was comfortable. When you thought Sampo was prepped enough you removed your fingers and lined Sampo up with your dick. Sampo moved his hips to give you more room, panting heavily. You pushed your dick into him, groaning at the feeling of him around you.

Slowly you began to thrust in and out of him, Sampo gripping the blankets under him. Sampo could feel you pressing into him, wrapping his legs around you tighter. Sampo had used sex as a form of payment in the past but he was always on the giving end. Having your dick in him was an entirely new experience for him, he could feel you in him, and every thrust consumed him with more and more pleasure. He never thought he would enjoy this so much.

You gripped Sampo’s hips, feeling yourself growing closer to your orgasm. He was so tight around you and once you discovered his prostate you couldn’t hold yourself back. You roughly thrust into him. The hotel room was filled with the sound of skin hitting skin and Sampo’s moans.

Sampo came before you, his cum splattering across his chest. You picked up the pace slightly, finally releasing in him. Sampo groaned at the feeling of your cum filling him, the feeling of the warm liquid being stuffed into him clouding his thoughts.

Sampo stared at his bloated stomach, feeling so full. He looked so pretty beneath you, fucked dumb and a complete mess. You had completely forgotten about your mission, being brought back to reality by a ping from your phone. You reached over to grab your phone off the nightstand beside the bed, seeing a string of notifications from Pela. You silenced your phone, deciding you would deal with that later, turning back to Sampo. “You didn’t tell her, did you?” He croaked out, feeling tired and sore. You shook your head, massaging Sampo’s hips and thighs.

Sampo sighed, sitting up and cupping your face. “Think we could do this again sometime?” He asked meekly, flushing at your laughter. You rocked your hips, completely forgetting you were still in Sampo. “Of course.” Sampo grinned at that, kissing you while leaning against you. You two had to do this again soon.

#— vincent’s writings #sampo x reader #sampo koski x reader #sub sampo #sub sampo x reader #top reader #male reader #amab reader #sub hsr #sub honkai star rail #bottom hsr #bottom sampo

[aurasplanet]

MY GODDESS

warnings :: both are 18+, porn no plot (unless you read part one), service top/sub!carl, mommy kink but not much dialogue, worshipping, oral (f!receiving), fingering

carl grimes x fem!reader

read part one.

he nudges you so your back hits the mattress, slow, messy kisses trailing up your abdomen. “let me thank you properly mommy?”

you let out a breath and nod your head, his blue eyed gaze focused on you before he presses his lips against yours, a kiss that's both gentle and passionate at the same time. he brings one hand to your chin, and another to your cheek to caress the side of your face as he deepens the kiss. you can feel how nervous he was, making all the decisions.

he lets out a soft groan, as an arm slips around your waist and pulls you closer, moaning against your lips. he presses his thigh between your legs, satisfied at the noises of pleasure you let out. carl smiles into the kiss and pushes his body further into you. his hands run along your sides, feeling the warmth of your body, appreciating every part of you.

he slowly tilts your head to the side and his lips begin to trail kisses down to your neck, leaving nips and bites along your collarbone. his hands slide down to the sides of your thighs and he grips them. his lips keep their focus on leaving marks all over your neck, his hips grinding down on your leg.

“what if someone sees those?” you tauntingly ask him. he pulls away from your skin with red cheeks. he hesitates, letting his hands go up and down your body slowly.

“let them,” he shrugs nervously. “i don’t care, i want to worship you. i’ll be happy if they know.” you stare at him for a moment before threading your fingers through his hair. you dip your head down to his neck, littering butterfly kisses on his skin.

a soft groan slips from his lips but it's quickly covered up with a breathless laugh. the feeling of your soft lips against his skin is just so good. he closes his eyes and hums, leaning back to brush his nose gently against yours. his thumbs rub your hips, as he looks at you intently, his gaze taking in everything about you.

he’s so infatuated with you, completely at your mercy. his hands slide underneath your top, caressing your skin. he pushes the fabric up a little higher as he presses a heated kiss to your lips. his hands travel higher and higher until his breath catches in his throat.

his face flushes again when he realizes where he’s touching you, his thumb gently stroking over your chest in slow, teasing circles. his eye is locked on you as he does so. he feels you tug at his hair, making his body shiver slightly. soft sighs and gasps escape him and he lets out soft moans from time to time. the feeling of being so close and touching you with the soft caresses of his hands has him reeling.

he bites his lip nervously, “can you take it off?” his pretty, glazed over eye is now avoiding your gaze. his shyness gives away what he wants and you reach back to unclasp your bra. he doesn’t waste any time sliding your bra off to leave your entire upper body exposed to him. he can’t help but stare for a moment, as he always does. taking in your body and appreciating the sight in front of him.

“you’re so pretty, mommy.” he murmurs, still a little breathless. you let out a small laugh before sliding your hand up his shirt, leaving ghost touches along his abdomen. he lets out a groan at your touch, his body twitching in excitement. a shiver of pleasure ripples through his body when your lips nip at a sensitive part of his skin.

with a whine he pushes your body back down, “this is about you, not me.” he places his lips on your skin again, inching lower and lower with every one he places. they trail from your collarbone, to your chest, down your torso, and landing right above the waistband of your pants.

he looks up at you as if awaiting your commands, causing you to giggle. “thought you were gonna worship me? you get to decide what to do then.” he stutters before shutting his mouth and nodding, hands shakily sliding your pants down your legs.

he kisses along your thighs, breathing heavily at the sight before him. you’re clad in just your underwear, you’re piercing eyes trained on him while you wait for his next move. his kisses come back up until his breath is making contact with the fabric of your panties.

he presses a small kiss to your clit thought your underwear, unable to bite bad a prideful smile when you hum out of pleasure. he pushes your underwear to the side and he slides his tongue through your folds.

he moans when your hand tugs at his hair again, harsher this time. he judges his nose against your clit. he can’t get enough of your taste, hands snaking around your thighs to hold them in place around his head.

he feels your hand push down, attempting to control his head. with a soft groan he lets you use his face to get off. the vibrations his noises make has you squirming, your own moans getting louder and louder when a finger slips into you.

your noises turn into tired pants and your hand falls to your side. you lazily grind against his face and he holds your thighs down. you feel yourself getting close and you let out a sigh before tugging his head up by his hair.

he looks dazed and his fingers continue to work inside you, “i’m close, you’re doing so good.” the praise has his head spinning and his movements quickening. he leans up to capture your lips in a kiss, continuing to pump his fingers in and out of you.

he pants into the kiss, his desperate hips grinding into the mattress. he feels your body spasm before you’re cumming around his fingers, biting down on his lip and leaving him whimpering.

he stops and lets you catch your breath, face inches from yours. you go to praise him some more when your eyes catch on the wet spot on his pants. “did you really…” he whines before you could finish your sentence, burying his head in your neck.

“don’t say anything, mommy, please.”

#carl grimes x reader #twd x reader #carl grimes fanfiction #carl grimes x y/n #carl grimes #carl x reader #carl grimes oneshot #carl grimes imagine #carl grimes x fem!reader #carl grimes smut #twd x y/n #twd x you #twd oneshot #twd imagine #twd smut

[sturnsjtop]

stupid fucking dare

you and matt are fwb and on a boring night you guys decide to go to the beach to relax but a stupid little thing you dared him to do was probably not a good idea.

Your thoughts

Third person pov

Friday, 10pm

Y/n pov

Me and Matt have been bored out of our minds for an hour now. Even tho we fucked 2 times today we weren’t really in the mood for a round 3.

I’m chilling on the couch next to him as an idea pops in my head.

“Wanna go to the beach? Just to chill or whatever”

He looks at me and nods “yeah I guess we could go”

Friday, 11pm

We’ve been playing a game “truth or dare” and he dared me to eat sand. What’s up with this kid?

“Come on your turn ask me” he says calming down from his laughter after seeing me choke and spit the sand out.

“truth or dare, bitch.”

“I ain’t a pussy, dare.” He says smirking at me

I laugh. “Oh you’re gonna get it.” I smirk and look around “I dare you to go over to that girl” I point to a random girl “and ask her to hook up but if she agrees just tell her it was a joke or something. I don’t wanna see you fuck other girls.” I say giggling.

Matt glances over to where I pointed and looks back at me smirking

“Whew a nice dare, huh? Alright then, wish me luck. I’ll make you proud.” He says as he stands up and smirks at me while walking up to the girl

She wasn’t far away so I could hear perfectly what they were saying

He stands in front of her taking in her appearance. She was really fucking gorgeous.

“Hey girl. You look mighty lonely down here. Mind if I join you?” He asks trying to keep his charm and ‘confidence’ and hoping to pull it off

The girl glances up at Matt, giving him a flirty smile as she takes in the sight of him. A slight look of appreciation in her eyes as she sizes him up. “Sure handsome, I don’t mind at all. What brings you here to me?”

Lord help me I’m cringing at the sight of this. Come on Matt do this quick and come back.

Matthew manages to maintain his composure, flashing a smile and sitting down beside her. “I just saw a gorgeous girl all alone and I just couldn’t resist coming over to keep you company. A girl like you deserves a man who’ll treat you properly, ya know?” He says taking her hand in his and gently kissing it.

Ew, what the fuck Matt? You don’t know where that hand has been. I look at them shocked as I’m waiting for him to up and end to this torture and do his fucking dare.

I mean the dare was not flirting with her, just asking to hook up. Maybe I’m jealous but what is he doing? He doesn’t even know her name.

Matt takes a moment to chat with the girl flirting back and forth feeling almost a rush as he takes her in, her beauty drawing him in. His breath growing slightly more shallow as he looks at her, feeling a sudden pang of warmth go through his chest. He can’t help the strange feeling for this random girl as his mind begins to wander but when he remembers the dare he snaps out of it. He shifts slightly and looks at her.

“So.. doll.. I’m in a bit of a predicament. What would you think about helping me out a bit?”

The girl looks at him, her eyes widening at the words. She purrs out a response “Sure thing handsome… what kind of help do you need?”

“Just a small favor..”

Matthew what the fuck are you doing? Ask her to hook up, tell her it was a joke and fucking leave.

“What do you say.. we go somewhere more private and… you know.. I’ll show something you wouldn’t wanna miss out on” he says in a seductive tone while putting his hand on her thigh waiting for a response.

She nods and they stand up, going somewhere that it’s not even private. I can’t with Matthew. Just get this over with. Like it’s already done Matt just say it was a joke and come back to me.

He turns to her, biting his lips and places his hands on her hips. His eyes dark with desire he pulls her in and kisses her. His hands going to her ass and he squeezes it. She moans and he slides his tongue in, making out like it’s the last day on earth.

I look at them shocked. This wasn’t part of the fucking dare, what the fuck is he doing? Literally 2 hours ago we were hooking up and now he’s tryna fuck this random whore he met not even 10 minutes ago? He doesn’t know her name. Does he even remember he came here with me? Is he fucking with me? I’m so fucking done with him. He can get his dick wet and make out with her while I just stand there and watch them do it? Fuck you Matthew. I so fucking hate you.

I stand up and go the other direction, leaving the beach as a tear goes down my face

Why the fuck am I even crying for? Maybe I liked him? Of course I fucking like him, I love him. But what he’s doing right now is so fucked up. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have dared him that. But no it’s not. It was just a dare. I made it clear after she agreed that he has to say he’s joking because I didn’t want to see him fuck other girls. But here we are.

Matt loses himself in the kiss, feeling a heavy rush of lust and excitement as their bodies are pressed against each other. It’s a rush he hasn’t belt in years, having a pretty woman pressed against him. It almost feels like a dream, a fantasy. After a while he pull away breathing heavily and coming back to his senses. He looks around to look for y/n but she wasn’t there. He starts to panic.

The random girl looks at him confused “what happened baby? Why’d you pull away?”

Y/n is sprinting to her best friends house, Sabrina while crying her eyes out.

Matts heart clenches in his chest, a pang of guilt running through him. He realised you were there watching all of this. His stomach drops as he realises what he’s done. He sighs “oh fuck”

The girl looks at him confused “huh?”

Matthew backs away from her and leaves her there, while he’s trying to call you and run after you but you weren’t in sight.

Saturday, 00:23am

“I never want to see him again. He can fuck other girls I don’t fucking care. He’s the one who will get STDS not me.I fucking hate him.” I say crying in my best friends bed cuddling her. She barely understands what I’m saying

“It’s okay y/n, he’s fucking stupid for putting you through that. You’ll find someone better.” Sabrina says as she runs her fingers through my hair.

Saturday, 2pm

Me and Sab went to sleep at 4am. All we did was talk about random stuff to get my head off Matthew. It kind of worked.

Now I’m heading back to my house feeling like shit and probably gonna stay in my bed all day watching random TV shows.

I get closer to my house and I see something there. Not something, more so someone.

Matthew.

In the same clothes as yesterday.

Did he stay in front of my house all night? What the fuck?

y’all don’t judge it’s my first time ever writing a fic and English is not my first language so excuse me😭😭😭

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[madhatterbri]

Five Captains | J.W.

Summary: Jay tells Y/N the reasoning behind his scars. Smut. 18+.

Author's Note: May make a mini series about the five captains. 🤷‍♀️ Debating.

Thanks @bullet-clubs-bitch for the use of the photo. ❤️

Tag List: @coleskingdom @plentyoffandoms @mrsarcherofinfamy @midwestmade29

"Don't," Jay ordered the moment Y/N's fingers went to touch the self-inflicted slashes on his chest. His grip on her wrist was not tight enough to hurt her, but enough to express the seriousness of the situation. "I can think of other places you can touch me,"

He led her hand down his body. Her fingertips barely gliding over his chest and stomach before stopping at the top of his pants. Y/N rolled her eyes and stared in his eyes.

"In due time, my love. The legends about you intrigue me," she assured him.

"The legends of a cruel captian should not intrigue that of a lady,"

"Well, this one warms the Captain's bed every night. As such, she is allowed to be intrigued," she reminded him sternly. He went to open his mouth, yet the look in her eyes silenced him. There was no winning against this one.

Jay grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it. Very slowly, he played with her fingers. No one had ever been allowed to touch them before. He closed his eyes and sighed. Her palm placed flat against the self-inflicted marks.

Once he relinquished control of her hand, the tip of her index finger traced them. He looked away from her gaze. Y/N traced the slashes softly. Worried that if she pressed too hard that she would hurt him or anger him.

"I gutted four of them like a trout. Left them to swim in Davy Jones' locker. Each and every one that left me on that island with nothing but a single bullet," he spoke. The captain made a gun symbol with his fingers. Bart, Miguel, Benito, and James. The bullet I saved for the Bastard. He pleaded for mercy, but there was none,"

The Captain's chambers fell into an uneasy silence. His eyes glazed over. Mind raced as he relived the painful memories in his mind. Those men deserved it. Every single hurt they felt before the sweet relief of death took them.

"They got what they deserve for what they did to you. Look at you now. The strongest captain in the Caribbean," she reassured him. She stood up and stared into his pained eyes. Her fingers ran through his brown locks before resting on his cheek. Jay leaned into the touch. His worries melted away.

The pirate cursed and crashed his lips on hers. He scooped her onto the bed. She scooted back, allowing him to crawl on top of her. Her eyes fluttered close the moment their lips met again. Jay kissed down her cheek to her neck.

"Jay," she breathed. He grabbed her dress. His fingers rose the fabric until it bunched around her waist. Jay looked at her for permission. She nodded quickly as if no was even an option for her. Y/N could never deny him.

Jay disappeared from her view. His head was covered by the dress. Soft kisses and bites covered her inner thighs. They went lower and lower until. She called out his name the moment his tongue connected to her core. Y/N bit her lip and turned her head to the side. His skilled tongue changed movements to keep her on edge.

He stood on his knees and lowered his pants. Jay positioned himself at her entrance. As he thrusted inside of her, his lips devoured hers. Her moan was hushed by him.

"Easy, love. I am the only one who can make you feel like this, so I'm the only one that can hear your need for me," he whispered harshly in her ear. His thrusts shook the bed against the wall. She scratched his back earning her a sharp hiss. Her moans and whimpers turned him on more. Y/N was his, all his.

Her face, neck, and chest flushed the moment she reached climax. All the tensions of ocean life were temporarily forgotten. He stilled inside of her the moment it was his turn. They both stared at each other as they caught their breath.

Y/N leaned in and kissed him. "Thank you, my captain,"

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[ltash]

Simon Ghost Riley..You have steamy session with your Lieutenant.

The Foreplay

With a playful grin, I stepped towards him. Placing my knee between his thighs where I could feel his groing arousal poking through his pants. Heat radiating from him to my thigh.

I reached out to roll up his balaclava, but he caught my wrist before I could.

"Nuh-uh," he warned, his voice sending a jolt through me, a mixture of authority and desire.

He looked at me, his gaze intense yet softened by a hint of amusement. I could feel the electricity crackling between us as I leaned in closer, my breath mingling with his.

For a moment, the world seemed to still around us, the only sound the thudding of our hearts in sync.

He parted his lips to say something, but I put my finger on them.

"Shh! Be a good boy for me, and I'll be your good girl," I whispered.

His eyes, filled with a mix of surprise and desire, bore into mine as I gently rolled his balaclava up to his nose, brushing my thumb over the scar adorning his upper lip. His breath hitched, the moment charged with unspoken tension.

"Don't do this," he breathed, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine.

I leaned in closer, my lips grazing his earlobe as I whispered, "Trust me, Simon."

He breathed, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. But his resistance was futile, his resolve weakening with every passing second.

With a flicker of hesitation, he gave in, his lips meeting mine in a searing kiss that set my soul ablaze.

He stood up straddling me and pinned me against the wall.

I broke the kiss as I struggled to find the words, but before I could respond, his lips crashed into mine, silencing any further conversation.

He pressed me against the wall, his body pinning my in place, his thigh slipped between my legs, sending jolts of electric pulses through me.

His hand reached to the back of my head fisting my hairs pulling me closer as his kiss grew more passionate, more eager, more hungry with each passing moment.

I was completely lost in the intoxicating touch of his lips against mine unable to think or comprehend anything.

My knees threatened to give way beneath me, weakened by the intensity of his embrace. His one hand tangled in my hair and other one holding me by my waist. I was totally clung to him.

He was so strong. The way he was holding me made me feel so weak infront of him. My petite body was completely on his mercy, engulfed in him. Completely entangled in him.

I wrapped my hands around him, tangling my fingers in his hairs, the strands felt soft against my touch.

His tongue danced with mine igniting a fire within me as he hungrily explored every corner of my mouth. Our saliva mixing with eachother making him go more ferral.

He already was a ferral one.

In that moment he made me feel wild, untamed and utterly consumed by desire.

His teeth sank into my lower lip, drawing forth a metallic tang that mingled with the taste of desire.

Pushing him away, I found myself pinned against the wall, our eyes met in a heated exchange.

His panting breaths matching my own shallow gasps as desire coursed between us.

In a swift motion he pressed his body against mine, his hands engulfing my arms as his lips found my neck.

"You're so tasty love." His husky and sexy voice echoed in my ear which sent shocks to my core.

A soft moan escaped my mouth and I bit my lip. His words sent shivers down my spine.

His lips trailed a path of fire along my neck, leaving behind marks that seared with pleasure. He bit, nipped and then sucked at the same spot which gave me red mark at the spot.

With each kiss, each bite and each hickey he gave me, he ignited a flame within me that threatened to consume me.

Turning me around, he removed my shirt, leaving me exposed in my delicate top.

"Fucking gorgeous. So beautiful." He groaned and sucked the tip of my ear.

"Oh God!" I moaned with pleasure.

His touch sent ripples through my whole existance as he gripped my neck from behind, his arm pressed against my breasts.

His grip on my neck firm not so soft but more like a choking one but I liked it.

I liked how he treated me like his sweet little plaything. I liked it how he made me mad and crazy for him.

His lips ravaged the sensitive skin on the back of my neck as he fisted my hairs up in his hand drawing wild moans from me that echoed in the room.

Then his hands found their way beneath my top carressing the curves of my breasts through the delicate lace of my bra.

A soft gasp escaped my lips as his thumbs drew circles around my hardened nipples, sending waves of pleasure course through me.

"Oh, Simon!" I breathed his name, the sound a prayer on my lips.

"Fucking beautiful from your lips." He groaned in his thick, husky voice.

"Say it again love!" He demanded, his voice husky with desire, his eyes smoldering with intensity.

"Oh, my, God, Simon." His name a desperate plea on my lips as tears cascaded down my cheeks.

"So fucking good from your pretty little mouth. Love." He groaned.

He fisted my hairs, his touch igniting a fire within me as he ravished the skin, licking and biting on the back of my neck and shoulder leaving marks that would linger as reminders of our passion.

His hands continued their exploration, teasing and tentalizing my breasts,

Sending shivers down my spine and eliciting soft moans from deep within my throat.

The whole room was filled with my cries which made him more and more wild.

I could feel the heat of his arousal on my lower back, stirring a longing within me that I no longer deny.

Wetness pooled between my legs, aching with desire as my body surrendered to him completely.

As tears mingled with the sweat of our passion,

I leaned back into his embrace, his chest warm and solid against my back.

Cupping my chin gently, he turned my head, claiming my lips in a kiss that was both tender and fierce, igniting a firestorm of emotions within me.

I was about to be

released from my enclosure.

"Sim- Simon I- I can't do this." I pleaded.

"Oh! how I want to fuck you right here. Pretty little doll." He whispered into my ear.

I was on the brink of emotional release, overwhelmed by the intensity of our encounter.

"Simon please, please-stop.!" I begged, my voice coming in whispers between breaths.

As tears streamed down my cheek I closed my eyes and say his name, my voice barely a whisper as his lips silenced me with a kiss that spoke volumes of his desire and longing.

Feeling weak and unable to stand, I surrendered to his embrace, allowing him to support me with his strong arms.

His touch was both comforting and electrifying as he lifted me effortlessly, cradling me into his embrace and carrying me to the bed.

I took his lips in mine, my fingers massaging the soft locks of hair at the back of his head. He groaned as I straddled his thick thighs, the heat of his body seeping into mine. His hands wrapped around me, pulling me closer, and he devoured my mouth with a hunger that sent waves of desire coursing through me.

I bit his lip gently, eliciting a deep grunt from him. The sound resonated between us, and I could feel the intensity of his need matching my own.

My hands reached the hem of his shirt and lifted it off, his balaclava slipping from his head along with the fabric. My mouth fell open as I finally saw the handsome man in front of me. His sharp jaw, thin straight nose with a broken nose bridge, and tiny scars along his left temple framed his beautiful brown eyes, which locked onto my blue ones with an intensity that took my breath away.

"Oh my God, you are so gorgeous, Simon," I whispered, awe and desire coloring my voice.

"So are you, my pretty little thing," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. His hand fisted the hair at the back of my head, pulling me closer as he crashed his lips into mine. His tongue entered my mouth again, exploring every corner with a fervor that sent shivers down my spine.

I broke the kiss and started trailing my lips down his neck. His hands moved to the hem of my top with a deftness that made my heart race. I savoured his jawline, biting and sucking at the sensitive spot on his neck. A delicious groan escaped from his lips, sending a thrill through me.

He slipped my top down from my shoulders, revealing my black lace bra, "fucking beautiful," he murmured, his voice husky.

Grabbing the nape of my neck he started sucking and biting me, leaving a trail of hickeys.

"Oh Simon." I moaned his name lost in the intoxicating blend of pain and pleasure.

He grabbed my thigh and turned me, making me fall on the bed beneath him. Intertwining his fingers with mine, he hovered above me, his dog tags hanging and brushing against my neck.

The name Simon Riley was engraved on them, a reminder of the man who had captivated my heart. His eyes, filled with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine, locked onto mine.

"You're mine." His voice a low growl as he leaned in, capturing my lips once more, claiming me his.

He kissed my shoulder and trailed down to my breast, the delicate lace of my bra barely a barrier for his eager lips. He nipped at my covered nipple and sucked it through the fabric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me.

"Oh my God," I moaned, my voice barely a whisper.

His other hand drew lazy circles around my other nipple, heightening the sensation. Then, with a practiced ease, he unbuttoned my jeans. His hand slipped down slowly inside my panties, his fingers teasing and exploring, driving me to the edge of madness.

"Simon..." I gasped, lost in the intensity of his touch, every nerve ending in my body aflame with desire.

I closed my eyes and bit my lip. Never had I ever been touched by a man like this before, but he seemed like an expert, every movement deliberate and skilled. His finger stroked my clit, sending electric jolts through my body, and I arched my back in response.

A sexy scream escaped my lips, raw and unfiltered. My hands clenched the sheets tightly, knuckles turning white. Each stroke, each touch, drove me further into a realm of pleasure I had never known, a realm where only Simon existed, and I wanted more.

He pulled down the lace fabric of my bra and took my nipple into his mouth, sucking it with fervor while his other hand rubbed my clit. Sensations I had never experienced before flooded my body, overwhelming me. I closed my thighs, yelping as tears started to escape from my eyes.

I grabbed his wrist, trying to slow the pace, but he effortlessly swatted my hand away. He pinned me down, both of my wrists held firmly by his strong hands above my head. His grip was firm yet gentle, grounding me in the moment.

"Simon," I whispered, my voice a mix of desperation and longing. He paused for a moment, his eyes locking with mine, before he continued, his touch becoming even more intimate. The world outside ceased to exist.

"Look at me babygirl," He ordered.

I was too lost in euphoria I was completely sensless.

"What did I say? He grabbed my chin and made me look at him.

My eyes were heavy with desire, tears cascading down my cheeks. I bit my lip when his eyes locked into mine.

"Aye! Just the way I like it. Pretty girl." He whispered and gently pushed his finger inside me.

"No please!" I begged. "It hurts."

"Haven't had sex before love?" He asked in his husky voice.

"Never." I whispered.

"I hadn't expect this from you. Love, you alright?" He asked very gently.

"Ahan.!" I nodded.

He paused, his expression softening as he looked into my eyes. "Shh, it's okay," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. "I won't hurt you."

With a gentleness I hadn't expected, he withdrew his hand, his fingers tracing comforting patterns along my skin. "We don't have to rush," he said softly. "We can take our time."

I nodded, relief flooding through me as he pulled me into his arms, holding me close as we lay there, tangled together in the aftermath of our passion.

Despite the pain, there was a warmth spreading through me, a sense of safety and belonging that I hadn't felt before.

And as I nestled against him, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

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[lunajay33]

Lost Part.4

•🗝️🕊️🩶•

Summary: Carl Grimes was your best friend since birth, when he died the world turns grey, he was your partner in crime so you shut yourself off from the world, no one could get through, until one day you’re wondering Alexandria seeing Negan in his cell, maybe he could be the one to break you out of this hell

Pairing: Negan Smith x f!reader

Content: Age gap, Depressing themes, Consoling, Spicy themes later on, breeding kink, character development

Part.3

•Masterlist•

Negan quickly hauled my shorts back up and I jumped down from the counter as the three at the door went from shocked to enraged, Rick stomped over ripping Negan away from my side pinning him up against the wall, Michonne walked over to me with the meanest scowl on her face, I backed up in fear until I was stopped by the counter

“I told you he’d use you, are you this stupid, we have enough on our plates without having to worry about you running around with the man who killed two of our own”

“Michonne im not a child so stop treating me like one, if i want to be with Negan im going to be with him and it’s none of your business, just let me be happy” she was pulled back by Daryl who gave her a warning look and she backed off

“Leave er alone she’s been through enough”

I appreciated Daryl so much more, he’s been so understanding lately

“Rick let him go, if he was going to hurt me he would’ve by now” with a groan he aggressively let him go and walked back over with Michonne, Negan coming to mine placing a gently comforting hand to my lower back

“You think Carl would want this, he loved you, he adored you and wanted so much for you and here you are running around with this man and that ruined everything for us, what do you think he’d say” my heart clenched in shame as I sucked in a harsh breath

“Who knows what Carl would say but I do know is that what Carl wrote to you had you stop and rethink everything, saving Negan, so don’t tell me what Carl would say when I know he would just be happy that I’m happy…….and I am really happy” I look up at Negan who’s smiling down at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes

“Don’t come crawling to us when you realize we were right” Michonne huffed as he and Rick stomped out of the house

“I’m just happy yer happy kid, even though I coulda gone my life without seein that” Daryl groaned as he too left lifting the air a bit with his approval

I turn looking up at Negan with a bit of worry that this would become a problem

“They’re pretty protective of you baby” he groaned as he lifted me back up onto the counter

“Will this be too much for you, I don’t want to overwhelm you ever but I can’t control what they do or say” I say biting my lip

“Ain’t nothings going to push me away Angel, I want you and I’ve got you, you’re my girl now”

“Who knew Thee Negan could be so sweet”

“Did our activites from before not show you that, seemed to really like it” my face blushed instantly at his words

“Negan stop!” I whine pushing at his chest playfully

“And so rudely interrupted but god do you taste good” his words made my lower belly tingle that familiar feeling whenever he’d touch me

“I know you want to take this slow but can’t we do more than just playing with eachother there’s gotta be something else right? I want more” that smirk was quickly back on his face that made me tingle

“Oh honey do I’ve got a lot to show you” he says gripping my thighs

“We’ve got all the time…….so show me” he was quick to lift me up wrapping my legs around his hips as he brought us upstairs to a room that would now be ours

He laid me down on the bed hovering over me, tracing his hands up and down my body

“So what do I do?” I ask as I fumble with his belt

“You just lay there and have fun, I’ve got you” he quickly discarded both our clothes leaving us bare and god was it exciting, his body and his tattoos had my body aching to be touched, excited for what he was going to do with me

He took my legs and spread them apart still red from what he did earlier, how he acted like a starved man on my pussy

“Fuck baby girl I’ll never get enough of this” he took his red angry dick in his hand and ran the tip up and down pushing against my clit, he squeezed my legs together for my pressure and god was it overwhelming

“You like that honey?” I was a moaning mess

“Faster please” he obliged and had my legs up over his shoulder, soon he was was grunting and his thrusts became sporadic and I knew he was close, I squeezed my legs tighter and than sent us both over the edge, his cum shot out coating my stomach but I didn’t care when euphoria was wracking my body

I felt my legs being laid back down on the bed and my stomach being cleaned before he laid next to me

“How was that baby girl?” He asked as he pulled the blankets up over us both

“I…..wow” he laughed making me smile as I looked up at him

“Yeah that’s about right, but there’s more where that came from”

I woke up feeling Negans arms wrapped around me, his head nuzzled into my shoulder his warmth surrounding me

I slowly got out of his embrace and pulled on his flannel and walked over to the window ledge, opening the window to let in some fresh morning air, sitting on the cushions of the nook, seeing the streets still empty only the sounds of birds chirping in the trees, reminding me of Carl whenever we were on the road and heard a chirp or a song he’d point out what it was, it always amused me he was such a nerd sometimes but I loved it

I hear a groan from the bed and the sheets rustling

“What’re you doing up sunshine, come back to bed” his voice gravelly with sleep as he rubbed his eyes

I got up and crawled over him as he pulled me down next to him, leaning up on on arm as his other hand brushed my hair back

“Did I wake you?”

“Nah just got cold, you okay?”

“Yeah just thinking”

“And what’s got your head running in circles” his gentle side with me always made me feel important…….special

“Just times with Carl, I remember he always talked about one day when we got older how our kids would run around and they’d be bestfriends just like us, he was always so optimistic”

“Is that what you want?”

“What?”

“Did you want kids?”

“I’ve thought about it, I always wanted a baby girl to show her all the beauties of the world but well you know the world ended and it’s not so beautiful anymore”

“I could if you really wanted, we’re safe here we could make something here” my heart thumped

“You’d……you’d wanna have a baby with me?”

He laughed as he pulled me closer

“I’ll do anything as long as it’s with you baby”

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[badbtssmut]

After Namjoon’s special tutorial, the guys have a go at fucking you.

Jungkook | Taehyung | Jimin

Contains: freeuse y/n, boyfriend Namjoon watching, casual sex, riding, boobplay, cumming inside

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Your fingers curled around Taehyung’s locks as your lips are pressed against each others. The both of you were completely nude, you were seated on Taehyung’s lap with him having his arms wrapped around you tightly. Your chests were pressed together as the boy continued to grind you down his shaft while the two of you shared a heated kiss. He was starting to get hard, you could feel it.

Taehyung, like your boyfriend’s other close friends, never slept with another woman before. Honestly, when Namjoon told you that none of the three guys had sex before you were surprised, all three of them were so good looking.

“Can I put it in now?” Taehyung asked after pulling away.

“Yes, you can.” You nodded.

Taehyung held his cock with one hand as he guided it to your entrance, visibly recalling every step that Namjoon had shown him. You placed a hand on his shoulder as you raised yourself slightly before sinking down on him.

The moment your warm inside enveloped his entire length, Taehyung gasped before he shut his eyes closed, leaving out a hiss at the tightness wrapping around his cock.

“You’re squeezing my cock, so tight!” Taehyung leaned back in the sofa, his body going limp as he let out a series of grunts and growls, before pushing his hips up, greedily wanting to fill you with every inch he had.

You couldn't help but let out a whimper as you started to move yourself up and down, rolling your hips as the both of you found a comfortable pace.

Taehyung looked up to see your breasts bouncing up and down, his tongue sticking out as he let out a grunt everytime you bounced up and down on him. His hand moved up and took one of your boobs in his palm, kneading and squeezing it gently, he brought his mouth towards the other and took your nipple between his lips, suckling it.

You let out a shaky moan and gripped the back of the sofa, leaning forward, allowing him to suck your breast with more ease.

Your boyfriend, Namjoon, was sitting nearby, sipping on his drink as he worked on something on his laptop. He made sure to keep an eye on the both of you, not being able to forgive himself if something was to happen to you, he always had to make sure that you were enjoying yourself.

Taehyung threw his head back, his body shaking as he moaned and whimpered loudly. Taehyung’s hips started moving faster and sloppier as he thrust upwards, his hands grabbing onto your thighs, as he nearly drooled at how good you felt.

“Hyung, do you feel this way all the time when you have sex with her? It never gets boring?” He asked, looking up at Namjoon.

Your boyfriend grinned.

“Yup, her pussy is just as delicious every single time I pound into it, you always love getting fucked, don’t you babe?” Namjoon hovered over you, leaning down to kiss the top of your head.

Taehyung let out a whine and continued thrusting, his eyes glued to the sight of his cock slipping in and out of your dripping pussy.

“Yes, that’s right.” You answered your boyfriend as you continued grinding your hips, feeling a familiar warmth building up.

"I thought so.” He caressed your face before he went back to sit down.

Taehyung, now completely immersed in the feeling of fucking you, his hands moving to cup your ass, his grip tight and strong. He began lifting you up and dropping you on his cock, a little rougher than before, making you bounce.

You couldn't help the sounds coming out of your mouth, not even when you bite down on your lower lip, the pleasure was too much for you to handle.

Namjoon looked up and smiled.

“You’re doing great, Taehyung, she seems to really like that.” He said, glancing at your face, watching the pleasure take over you.

Taehyung continued his actions, his thrusts getting a little bit harder and faster, his moans getting a little bit louder, his cock was twitching inside you and his hips were starting to buck uncontrollably, he was about to cum soon.

He continued fucking you until he could no longer hold himself back and he came, a loud and long groan escaping his mouth as his cum filled you. His entire body shook and trembled as his seed shot inside of you, his orgasm taking over him completely.

His chest heaved up and down, sweat rolling down his neck as he tried to calm himself down, his eyes shutting tight and his jaw clenched.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at you.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to cum in you.” He apologized. “It happened so fast. You felt really good, and I just couldn't control myself. Sorry, hyung, too.”

You shook your head.

“Don’t worry about it.”

#bts smut #bts x reader #bts requests #bts smut requests #bts fanfic #bts smut fanfic #taehyung smut #Taehyung x female reader #taehyung x female #taehyung x y/n #taehyung x you #taehyung smut fic #taehyung x yn

[joe-keerys-wife]

The walk in!

Eddie munson x fem!reader

Summary: you and eddie are secretly dating and he comes over to have some fun, you forget to lock the door with tour cheif poilce dad in the house, hopper who has arrested eddie many times. Whats the worst that could happen?

Eddies fingers deep in your hair, tracing down to your lower back, pulling you in closer, kissing you harder. His teeth biting down onto your lower lip, letting out a low moan, Eddie uses that, when your mouth is open he shoves his tongue onto your's tasting you.

Trying to keep quite, since your dad the chief of the town, who as arrested eddie on multiple occasions, is in the other room with your 14 year old sister el. They both dont really like eddie, hopper thinking his is a lunatic and el just agrees to what hop says.

Hopper doesnt know you and eddie are a thing, but it doesnt stop your and eddies love making. Hands grabbing at each other bodies, eddie grunting slightly into your mouth when you feel him over his jeans.

You hook your legs around his waist jumping up, keeping your lips on his. He holds your around your ass keeping you in place. Eddie pushes you back onto the bed, leaning over you smirking excitedly, like a child who has found the hidden cookie jar.

'eddie' you say his name quietly, getting his attention, finally bringing his lips away. Your silently begging him for anything. He only continues smirking at you, you shuffle forward, pulling at his top.

He pulls it over his head with one arm, his curles bounce slightly giving you a small show which is making you soak your panties. 'eddie please' he gives you one of his sturn looks that makes you need him more.

You grab him and pull him towards you, your sitting on thr bed and he is standing in front. You pull him by his neck, not hard enough to hurt though, and kiss him hungrily. Lips moving together in a sync, a messy one but one that moves you closer, so you can feel his hard on poking at your lower stomach.

Eddie reaches down at the hem of your t-shirt, well it was his but then you stole it. He pulls it over your head and throws it in a random area of your room.

His hands reach down to cup your breasts, you dont sleep with a bra and eddie is more than okay by that. If anything he sees it as a reward. His fingers move in a circle, circling your nipples, making you groan in neediness.

Eddie gets on his knees in frount of you for better access to your boobs, and he takes one in his mouth niping and sucking at one nipple, the other was getting played with one hand. The other was on your waist, supporting him on his knees.

'can these come off sweetheart?' he says in a breathless wisper after gagging himself with your tit. He plays with the elastic on the waist band of your sweatpants. You nod your head not looking at him.

He grabs your chin with the hand playing with the elastic, making you look at him. 'honey, i need words. Or were stopping understand?'

You rapidly nod your head desperately, quickly remembering about words, 'yes eddie' his hand moves to your lower back moving it up and down.

'yes eddie what? What are you agreeing to baby?' he looks up at you, standing up.

'yes eddie, take my pants off' he smiles at you, pulling your pants down your thighs and legs, revealing your black lace panties. His eyes widen and the beautiful sight.

'good girl baby, your gorgeous' his praise heats up your face and your pussy. You moe your hips closer to him saying without words you need somthing.

'want me to help you?'

'yes eddie, please. I need you'

His fingers moves your underwear to the side, diping his finger into your pussy. Tracing your folds, circling your clit slowly. Your gasping softly, head thrown to the side eyes closed.

Eddie fully removes your panties, pushing 2 fingers fully inside making you throw your head back moaning loudly. Eddie shushes you, 'be a good girl, if you make any more noise you wont be aloud to come.'

You nod your head absmindaly, needing it anyway you can get it. He thrusts his fingers in and out of your pussy, loving the wet sound it makes. You bite your lip trying to contain your moans.

You so close you can feel it brewing in your stomach, a feeling you know all to well arriving. Your almost there, you let a moan slip, looking straight at eddie with a pleading look. He smirks but continues, you dont question him.

He brings you right to the edge, your hips are moving around trying to bring you there faster, but no. Eddie removes your fingers and stops touching you all together. You wine it protest but its no use the orgasm you were about to get is gone.

All you can do is pout at him, 'sweetheart, i told you the rules' you just sit there acting like a brat. Muttering something along the lines of 'fuck you'.

'You know what sweetheart' he says pulling his jeans down, pulling the off completely, throwing them to the ground. You look at him waiting to continue.

He continues, 'suck my cock and touch yourself, but only come when i say' you immediately nod desperate for anything he is willing to give.

He lays down and you crawl over, seeing his erected cock standing up in excitement. You lean down, holding your self up with your forarms. You lick his tip making up suck in a breath.

'dont tease me.' he says dominantly pushing your head down to take him fully. 'now suck' he commands and you can only obey. You hallow your mouth around him and he grabs your hair pushing you up and down.

'i said touch youself' eddie says with a shaky breath. You reach down circling your clit in an eight motion, easily accepting two fingers inside yourself, moving them in and out quickly building up an oncoming orgasm.

Eddie is almost there aswel, 'remember sweetheart dont come until i say' you dont know if you will listen this time.

Your almost there and eddie can feel it.

'dont disobey me.' eddie growls out, knowing he wont be able to do anything about it if i come since he is so close aswel.

You cant stop, your orgasm taking over. Pleasure ripping thtough your body. You gasp making youself suck eddie in the best way possible, making eddie squirt down your thought.

After you both finish, eddie quickly sits you and him both up. 'your gonna regret that baby' he sands up picking up is discarded belt.

'hands up' you dont argue tolding them above your head. He loops them, making the belt into handcuff shape. Laying you back he dives into your thighs sucking your clit, you neqrly scream out in suprise but eddies hand is there to stop them.

He is sucking and licking long stripes from your entrance all the way to you clit again and again just to work you up. He pushes a finger in working it at at hard and fast pace in and out of your already soaked pussy.

It takes no time for you to be on edge again, you prepare yourself to get edged again for punishment so you ask 'c-can i come' eddie doesnt say anything, just keeps moving is figures roughly in and out of you and sucking at your clit.

You come, and you come hard. Head thrown back, gasping becoming more loud even with eddies other hand on your mouth, pleasure in fading your senses. You come back down to earth after seeing stars but eddie hasn't stoped his movements if anything he is going quicker.

You are getting overstimulated, face turning red from exhaustion. 'eddie-eddie thats enough please' he onky smirks up at you.

'no can do sweetheart' you then realise what your punishment really is, he hasnt got you begging for him to please you, no. He has got you begging him to stop.

Your hips are bucking backwards trying to get away, and your back is arching. You come again this time harder than before. Toes curled, letting out a sob of pleasure.

Eddie finally lets go, giving you a few minutes to catch a breath.

After a minute or so he asks 'still want me to fuck you or no?' you turn red at his question, which was in no way beating around the bush.

You nod your head rapidly, eagar to have him inside you again.

'Still want to be tied up?' you shake your head no, still in a blised out stage. He unbuckles the belt letting it drop to the floor.

'ready?'

'ready' you repeat with a nod of your head.

He leans over you, lining himself up with your slik entrance. He pushes in and you both let out moans. Loud moans, moans loud enough to be heared somewhere else but you two are so caught up to realise someone getting up.

He pushes inside not giving you time to adjust to his size and stretch. He moves fastly in and out. Grunting in your ear, you moaning out.

Both getting close fast, eddie reaches down circling your clit. 'come with me baby' your both about to come.

Until, the door opens and a loud 'what the fuck' is heard sounding like hopper. 'shit' you both mutter eddie pulling out quickly, covering you and himself.

'what the hell is wrong with you both' hopper looks like he is about to blow his shit. The last thing you thought that would happen today happened: your dad edged you.

Hopper continues with his lecture, then he says 'put clothes on then meet me in the living room were going to have a chat.' hopper leaves the room, shaking his head hearing el ask what happened.

You and eddie both look at each other burting into laughter.

#eddie munson #eddie smut #eddie x reader #oneshots #smut #stranger things #studying #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader smut

[rosicheeks]

You are so fuckin cute. Umm YES! We've been mutuals for a while 👀

And uhhh I would love a sleep over with you. Maybe we'd get a little tipsy, maybe I'd get a little handsy, maybe we'd giggle about it before I pin you down and you'd get all shy...💕

#uhhhhhhmmmmmm #have we ever talked before? #also also also also ALSO #IFJSKSNNDDKSKSKDNFK #I’m blushing and getting shy just thinking about it #ahhhhhhh #maybe we start with wine and just relax and talk #and then you tell me you have a good bottle of liquor you wanted to open for special occasions #I agree but what I didn’t know was how much alcohol was in there #usually it takes awhile for alcohol to hit me #but literally the first shot made me tipsy and loose #and maybe you’d sit next to me and tell me what a good job I did #I’ll laugh a little bit but then look over at you and deep into your eyes #and notice something changed in the air r #you place your hand on my thigh and I look down and bite my lip #I’ll giggle and pretend my heart isn’t beating out of my fucking chest #maybe I’ll lift up my shot glass and ask for another shot - which you pour for me and look me in the eyes while you do #maybe you’ll watch me while I finish my shot and right when I put down my shot glass you pin me down #I’ll turn into a PUDDLE under you and become a shy blushing mess #bxnsbsjs sjfjjsnsksndbjsnaks. #I justttttttt #I need to go do things and now this is all I’m going to be thinking about 🫣🫣🫣🫣 #ask #cute asks

[shotmrmiller]

retired pornstar!Ghost who can't seem to ever keep his hands to himself whenever you're around, even when about to film.

f!reader, 18+ smut. unedited.

If you're standing at a table making coffee, he'll sneak up from behind and wrap his arms around you, his chin resting on the crown of your head.

Hi, Ghost.

G'mornin', love.

If you're walking out of Price's office with a script in hand, he's by your side in mere moments, throwing an arm over your shoulder.

"New script?"

"You should know, you're my co-star. Again."

"Lucky me, pet."

He's leading you toward his office, perches you on his desk and cups his hand over your core.

"Gonna let me eat this pretty pussy?"

"I dunno, Ghost. Gonna fuck me here too?" you smirk at him.

"Whatever you want from me," he breathes.

You stumble out hours later with swollen lips, love bites mottled over your neck and collarbone, and his warm spend trickling down your legs because Ghost pocketed your knickers.

The day of, he's texting you if you'd like a ride to the studio.

Sure thing. Get me in 15.

Yes ma'am.

He doesn't ask for your address, and you don't question why he knows where you live either. Ghost, forever the gentleman, opens the passenger door for you, and gently helps you get in. The entire drive over, his hand rested on your bare thigh, his small finger occasionally grazing your clothed cunt. By the time you arrive, your knickers are damp with your arousal.

"Somethin' wrong, love?"

You snort at his feigned innocence. "Cute. Is mercilessly teasing me fun to you?"

"Sorry 'bout tha.'" Ghost doesn't sound all that apologetic.

He brings you in tight, wrapping his arm around you firmly.

"Lemme make it up t'you in my dressin' room", he purrs.

You click your tongue. "Price'll have your head if he catches me in there, especially when we're about to make a vid."

"Be sure to keep quiet, then. Would absolutely hate to get caught."

With his smart fingers and expert tongue, you're brought to peak 3 times.

Price rolls his eyes when he spots you both walking in at the same time 15 minutes before the shoot.

"Always cheek by jowl, eh Simon?"

His piercing eyes cut to Price's. "Not a crime, last I checked."

Price lifts his hands up, palms outward in mock surrender. "Easy, Ghost. Only teasin'." He turns away, gesturing the crew to get in their places.

Ghost taps your chin with his pointer finger, drawing your attention. "Showtime, baby."

The wolfish grin on your face mirrors his.

"Showtime," you echo.

Ghost turns sex into art. He moves with discipline; every languid roll of his hips deliberate. Like a skilled painter, he transformed you into a living masterpiece, using each drag of his cock as a brush stroke on the canvas of your very being.

It's otherworldly.

He watches your face intently as he changes the angle, bites his bottom lip when he changes the pace, grunting into your ear as your walls begin to flutter— the telltale sign of 'his favorite part', as he loves to say.

"Gonna come f'me? Lemme hear that sweet, little voice of yours, pet." Almost as if following his command, you're digging your nails into his biceps, and closing your eyes in bliss as you climax. A loud, drawn-out moan escapes your lips as your cunt rhythmically pulses around Ghost's heavy length. Your soft thighs quiver around his broad waist as he works you through the aftershocks with slow, firm thrusts.

"Look at tha'. Came when I told ya to, like a good girl." Your mind is blank from your orgasm, tongue too heavy and thick in your mouth for you to even try to articulate a response.

"Creamed all over my cock, can ya hear it?" Hard not to when the wet sounds of your pussy squelching every time he bottoms out fills the room.

"You're so fuckin' tight. Cunt's squeezin' me like it doesn't want me to pull out."

His filthy words send a jolt straight to your throbbing core. "Felt tha'. What, you got a breedin' kink?"

Another jolt, so sharp it almost hurts.

"Want me to fill ya with my come? Is tha' it?" His husky voice dripping with desire. With want.

yes. yesyesyessss—

"Tell me you want me. Fuck, tell me you want me to come in you." The words fall from your spit-slick lips like a faucet.

"Come in me, oh my god, come in me. Fill my pussy up."

His thrusts lose some of their rhythm, but still not sloppy enough like when he's on the very brink.

Ghost's jaw in clenched, as if digging his heels in to hold off his climax. Well, that's simply unacceptable.

Your fingers tangle into his hair, giving him a slight tug to have his lips hover over yours.

"I want you come in me, Simon."

The change is instantaneous. His eyes widen a fraction before stealing your very breath with a searing kiss and fucks you. He puts his weight behind each snap of his hips. The tip of his cock pressing into the plug of your womb, making your eyes prickle with tears.

It's too much, he's too much, you think you've gone and bitten off more than you can chew with him when he mercifully stills with a groan you swallow— cock twitching as it pains your insides white.

He breaks away, gasping for air, sweat that beaded on his forehead dripping onto your heated skin.

Cut.

DaVinci and his muse.

Later, when he threads his fingers into your damp hair, you ask him why he doesn't record with others.

"'Cause I don't want to."

Oh?

"Besides, you and I have fantastic chemistry, dont'cha think?" He tugs on a lock of hair. "The fans love seeing us together, just as much as I love seeing my cock disappear into your sweet pussy."

He chuckles when he takes in your flustered expression. "Don't ask questions you aren't prepared to hear, then."

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[kenntolog]

˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚ jjk nsfw visuals !!

𝝑𝝔 an: none of the videos belong to me!! cr to the owners, i just found em on twt. masterlist <3

cool boyfriend sukuna letting fucking his loser girlfriend when she fails to ride him properly…

“‘kuna!” you squeal when he sits you down on his cock, guiding it in quickly after he spent an hour preparing you for his size. you grip his shoulders, expression so lewd and pretty that sukuna instantly deletes any memory of himself watching porn because nothing compares to the real thing, and nothing compares to your expressiveness. brows pinched upwards, eyes all teary and glistening, pink lips bitten to abnormal redness, body hot like a heater — sukuna feels like he’s gonna cum just from the sight of your face. and you being so noisy doesn’t help; you are still a little clumsy when trying to find your rhythm so sukuna just holds you close and thrusts up into you, barely holding back to not hurt from how much he wants to pound you.

gojo’s favourite thing to do when he comes over is to sit you down in front of your full length mirror and take his destined place behind you to tease the hell out of you…

“you look so pretty, sweetheart,” satoru whispers in your ear as he moves his fingers faster on your clit, his free hand fondling your tits and trying to stop you from moving so much. but every jerk of his wrist sends shocks down your spine so it’s impossible for you to not writhe under his touch, whining like a dog in heat as you try to thrust your hips to meet his movements. satoru bites on your ear with a smooth chuckle, his tongue darting out to lick a wet stripe on your cheek as he watches you through the mirror with a fiery gaze, his own hips rolling into your back shamelessly.“the prettiest girl in the whole universe and you’re all mine.”

even after cumming nanami can’t stop thrusting into you, too mesmerised with the way your body reacts to him and his touches…

after you cum, you beam at him and mutter a dreamy “thank you, ‘nami~” like he’s just given you the whole world, and nanami can’t help his own soft smile, looking down at you with fondness in his eyes. he adjust his hips smoothly and starts thrusting once again, chuckling at the quiet little ‘oh!’ you let out from surprise. his hips move at a certain speed as to not overwhelm you and make you feel the best when you cum again while his cum gushes out of you slowly. nanami leans down to trail kisses up your jaw and lock his lips and with yours, swallowing every one of your breathy moans. “want to make you cum again, my darling,” he whispers into your mouth, voice husky with honey undertones. “want to feel good with you.”

choso finds himself noticing that his favourite place to be whenever you’re around his either on you or with his head between your legs…

“choso!” you moan sweetly, threading your fingers further through his ruined hair as your breathing quickens with every stroke of his tongue. he smiles against your cunt and then wraps his lips around your clit, sucking a couple of times just to feel you tug on his hair a little harder and scream a bit louder. your moans get whinier and longer as you cup his face so he doesn’t stop, but you don’t know that only death can part him from sucking on such a sweet pussy. choso feels you tremble under his arms, feels you trying to keep your thighs from closing around his head, but that’s literally what he wants, what he craves. so he slithers his arms around your thighs and buries his face further, locking your legs over his head. you hump his face to ride out your orgasm and choso feels like he’s in heaven, the bed suddenly feeling a little too good and air leaving his lungs from how tight you keep him close. he cums with a strangled moan and keeps his mouth on your cunt, lazily circling his tongue around until you tell him to stop.

#— miya writes! #guys i find myself being hot and bothered by my own writing #this was so hot damn #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #sukuna ryomen x reader #sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen x you #sukuna smut #gojou satoru x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo smut #choso #choso x you #choso x reader #choso smut #kento nanami x you #nanami kento x you #nanami kento x reader #kento nanami x reader #nanami x reader #nanami smut #ryomen sukuna x reader #gojo satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen choso #nanami x you