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well-loved-by-me · 2 years
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Rio loved you like this. He loves you all the time, but in this moment, when you’re sprawled on the bed before him—he loves you most. Legs spread, face and chest coated in a thin layer of sweat, and every part of your body responding to his. 
He rocks his hips into you. “That feels good, mama?” 
“Amazing,” you croak out. 
Rio smirks and lowers his lips to latch around your nipple and swirl his tongue around. Every moan and staggered breath out of your mouth encourages him, edges him closer. 
He can feel you soaking and gripping him and he groans. “This shit is so fucking good, ma.” This time you smirk through your breaths. 
The quirk of your lips dies quickly when Rio hits your G-spot. “Fuck,” you gasp. “Rio, I’m close.” You can feel every nerve in your lower body, moaning loudly. 
“Yeah? Cum on this dick.” Rio’s thrusts pick up in pace, his eyes staying close to your face watching the moment you come undone around him. The sight of you alone brings him over the edge and he buries his head in your neck, sucking harshly on the skin.
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well-loved-by-me · 2 years
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“Oh my god.” For the second time tonight, you came on Rio’s tongue. He kisses your thighs, running his hands up and down your sides. 
“Nah,” Rio laughs. “Not God, just me.” He jokes happily before kissing your clit, and chuckling at the way your hips jerks in response. “Need a minute?” 
You nod and sigh, burying yourself into the pillows. Rio rises to his knees, “I got something I need to show you.” 
“Mhmm,” you hum and nod your head, blinking your eyes to focus. His eyes stay on yours and he tugs his black shirt over his head. Your eyes find the new ink before he can even point it out. Your name, in small capitalized letters across the left side of his chest—over his heart. 
You reach out and trace the small black ink with your fingers, entranced. “When did you get this?” 
Rio shrugs and gives no more for an answer. He lowers himself to rest on his elbows, hovering above you. “You like it?” It’s a loaded question. You can see the anxiety behind the hard look on his face. 
You don’t answer his question, only tug him down to kiss you. You press your lips against his and hope he can feel the love behind it, a kiss with no intention other than to share it with him. 
Rio feels it in his chest, the way you wrap yourself around him in an embrace. The kiss turns to short pecks that turn back to lingering kisses. Your hands tug at his jeans and boxers. He doesn’t make you wait long before his pants and boxers are gone, bringing you back into his arms. 
Rio teases you with the head of his cock, spreading your wetness over it. “You ready for me?” His voice sends a shiver down your spine and you nod, bringing him back into a kiss. Rio pulls away a bit, just enough to see your face as hips meet yours. 
A smug smile tugs on his cheeks as you gasp and immediately wrap your legs tightly around his body. Rio rocks his hips back and forth, slowly pushing his full length. Your eyes roll back and you feel his lips against your neck. Rio chuckles, “Feeling good there, ma?”
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well-loved-by-me · 2 years
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“Hey mama.” Rio’s voice brings your head out of the fog. You blink down at him and he met your gaze with a smug smile. “You aight?” 
Before you can respond his mouth lowers back between your thighs. Rio’s eyes stay on you as your eyes roll back and his tongue swirls around your clit. He runs his fingers over your slit and hums at the whimper he hears from you. Rio’s licks turn sloppy and his eyes flutter shut, his fingers plow into you. 
You squeeze your eyes shut and ground your hips into his tongue chasing your high. Rio moans around your clit in motivation, sucking softly. Your clit is practically buzzing with need as your hips buck harshly against Rio’s mouth and fingers. 
Rio watches closely as you come undone, moaning and toes curling. He smiles against you but doesn’t stop, he helps you ride out your high and he almost enjoys it more than you do. 
As you settled into the sheets, sighing softly, Rio began kissing his way back up your body. “Hey.” He brushes his lips over yours, “How you doing, mama?” 
“..mhmm…” You hum happily and pucker your lips in search of his. 
Rio pulls back a bit with a soft chuckle. “Nah hold on,” he lowers his mouth to your neck and presses soft kisses against you. And another under your ear, a third on your cheek, and the forth on the corner of your mouth. “You feeling good, ma?” Rio smiles at your nod as you look up at him, drawing circles on his shoulders. “Think I can do it again?” The glint in Rio’s eye sends you into a fit of laughter. “What you laughing for?” Rio asks in a stern voice, but there’s a smile on his face.
Rio doesn’t look away from you as he patiently waits for your laughter to subside. “Come on, ma,” Rio lowers down to kiss your neck again, making his way back down, “I think you can do it.”
A smile returns to his face as he slips his fingers between your slick folds and his mouth returns to sucking your clit.
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well-loved-by-me · 2 years
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Maddy’s lips were a glossy deep nude. Her lips left a sticky substance on your skin, but it didn’t stop her. Maddy just kept kissing you. On your lips and down your neck, down your chest and she kept going until her lips were dry. 
A smile tugs on her lips as she peaks at you and her hands make their way to your bottoms You lift your hips and she tugs them off, tossing them over her shoulder. “Mhmm,” she hummed and pressed her index finger to your clit. 
“Maddy,” you whine and jut your hips up. 
“Yeah?” She muttered with her eyes on you as she lowered herself down. Before you can say anything Maddy’s lips latch to your clit. Maddy settles between your legs and buries her hand between her legs, rubbing desperate circles on her clit as her tongue lapped on yours. 
“Fuck, Mads.” Her eyes are locked on your face as your eyes flutter shut and mouth drops open. Maddy moans and slows her movements to a tauntingly slow pace. “No, no, no, keep going, faster Maddy,” you're desperately lifting your hips to meet her mouth. 
Her free hand grabs at your wrist and wraps one of your hands around her head, doing the same with the other. You blink your eyes open, searching for her face as you gaped. Maddy pushes your thighs further apart and sucks your clit with her tongue swirling circles around you. 
Black spots scattered your vision as all your nerves tightened and finally released. 
First wlw, lmk if you guys liked it
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well-loved-by-me · 2 years
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"Someone could hear us," you mumble against Fez's mouth.
The party raged on behind you on the other side of the door, music loud and people yelling for you to get out.
Fez pulls back to take you all in, lips red and cheeks flushed--tired from dancing with Maddy. He had saw you there, smile on your face as Maddy moved her hips against yours and you mimicked her movements.
"Imma be for real ma, I don't give fuck." A laugh starts, but you're quickly cut off when he presses himself against you.
Fez doesn't focus on your lips for long. Instead, he trails off going all over your cheek and down your neck.
He chuckles when you cling tighter to him and he knows you want him to hurry his ass up. A soft whine comes from above him as he lowers to knees, tugging the fabric on your legs down.
"Just a second," he mumbles dazed and buries him mouth into you. The party is long forgotten, and your concerns about who might be listening are a thing of the past.
The only thing you could focus on was Fez. His eyes are entirely on you, drinking the sight of your head tossed back whenever his tongue teased your clit.
Fez's fingers are pumping slowly, pushing upwards with enough pressure to make your toes curl. Fez can see it all on your face, the furrowed brows and flushed neck. He doesn't know what could be better than this moment.
Imagine his anger when there's loud pounding at the door a moment later with Nate's voice on the other side, "Hurry the fuck up! Some of us actually have to use the bathroom!"
"Imma gonna send his ass back to the hospital."
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well-loved-by-me · 2 years
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"What the fuck," you gasp as Elliot lazily thrusted up into you. The weed you guys had smoked before hand made this that much better.
"Mhmm," Elliot chuckles darkly. "You like that shit?" His grip on your hips tighten and he lowers his mouth to your chest.
Your mind goes blank as his tongue swirled your nipple, his hand fiddling with the other. Every nerve in your body was lit and your toes curled.
Elliot moans with his mouth still sucking harshly on your nipple as you near your orgasm. His thrusts are sloppy as he nears his own end, but he doesn't let up.
Elliot switches over to latch onto your other nipple, matching each flick from his tongue with a thrust of his hips.
"Elliot."
He lowers his mouth to your ear and moans. "I know, me too. Me too, fuck...fuck," his words slowly turned into moans.
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well-loved-by-me · 2 years
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"What was that, hun?" Peter's deep voice rasped in your ear. His thrusts are deep and agonizingly slow.
"'M so good," you utter almost incoherently.
He has you pressed against the wall of his bedroom, too rushed to care about his bed.
"Feels good doesn't it?" He chuckles darkly. His fingers wove into your hair and he tugs on it harshly.
Peter dives down at your neck, hiding his grunts as he sucks at your skin.
"Pete," you gasp. "Pete-Peter," you let out the whine.
"Hmm, what's that?" You clench around him and bite back the grin as he groans loudly, burying himself further into your heat.
"Mhm-I'm so close, so-so close."
A wicked grin grows on his face and he picks up his pace, hitting every groove buried deep in you. "Yeah? You close? Come for me then." He leaves a trail of wet kisses all over your neck, "Come on, come for me, I know you can give me a good one."
His eyes don't leave yours and Peter tugs on your hair when your eyes roll back until you're looking back at him. "Be good, huh? Can you do that?"
A soft whine stumbles as the fire burns in your stomach. A shiver ran over your body as you neared your edge. Tears stung at your eyes as pleasure tipped and poured all over your body.
"Pe-Pete," you gasp. Peter's attack on your neck only worsens and his thrusts lose rhythm as he nears his own coming. It's all too much, sparks all over as he kept barreling deep in you, riding you through your high. Peter's thrusts grow desperate and he's gasping into your ear, "Fuck me, fuck!"
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