I read way to much smut and I have some unholy thoughts on a daily basis. If you know me irl no you don't and definitely don't read anything that I write. 🫀🧠
doggy, missionary, spooning, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, lotus, upside down, inside out, one leg up, two legs up, in public, on a spaceship, in the garden, on the grass, in a car, in the theater, in the jungle, in the hunger games, on a kitchen counter. no lube, no protection, all day, all night, from the back, from the front, upside down, sideways, in a chair, standing up, from the bed to the carpeted floor, from the kitchen floor to toilet seat, from the dining table to the laundry room.
Kay, but you winning to Luke on sword fighting, and then he absolutely fucking you into the mattress? As revenge? Payback? Maybe just turned him on that you won?
nsfw below the cut!
“he was- ah, just helping me!” luke then rutted even harder into your slick cunt. he just wasn’t fuckin’ having it. your cunt was gushing around his cock, your brain was turning to mush.
“you made me lose mamas, but atleast i have my favorite girl right?” you thought he meant you but when he started to move his hips that was when you realized… he didn’t.
your tight pussy clenching around his thick cock was pure euphoria. it felt amazing to him how he had this much power over you. this much authority.
“jus’ needed some cock to shut y’up?” he chuckled darkly. his cock reaching that gummy spot inside of you causing you to scream. At this point, he didn’t care if chiron heard you both. you needed a reminder of who really was in charge.
“shh, baby don’t cry..” he mocked. his hips were by now moving to pound you in the mattress. your tears staining the sheets. luckily everyone was at the lake while your pussy was quite literally being destroyed.
his hand reached to find your puffy clit, rubbing ferociously. you cried out his name as you clamped down on him. a groan escaping his throat. “aughh.. such a tight pussy y’ got..” he said between a stuttered thrust. you were so tight it was making it hard for him to move especially with the pleasure you provided for him.
hiii could you please write something where reader doesn’t know ethan is gf and during sex he slips up and is like “ i would kill for you” or something like that and reader just thinks he’s being passionate but he’s being serious lol
he's fucking you so passionately, hips meeting yours with deep thrusts, his face hovering above yours so you can feel his warm breath against your nose and lips. he has a hand pressed into the pillow above your head, the other clinging onto your waist until you can feel his blunt nails digging into your skin.
"fuck, you feel so good," he tells you, his voice a little shaky but missing that whimper-y edge you're so used to. although, you're whimpering enough for the both of you, your sounds broken up with breaths that come from the harsh thrusts ethan's giving you.
"s...so do you," you compliment, but your words are butchered and it takes a few moments to get the three words out. ethan's lip curls up into a smile and you try to reflect the expression, but his cock angles just right and your mouth falls open in a moan instead.
your eyes pinch shut, but you quickly reopen them to look at ethan. the way his cheeks are flushed, how pink his lips are, his long eyelashes framing doe eyes that are lidded as he stares down at you. his hair bounces with each thrust, and your sudden desire to dig your nails into the locks overcomes you until your limbs react before your brain realizes it.
ethan sighs into the feeling, his thrusts faltering for just a second. "i ..." he stutters, hesitates, then tries again. "i would kill for you," his hand on your waist slides up until it sits below the column of your throat, splayed across your collarbones. you tilt your chin up as a way to give him permission, then his hand slides up to gently wrap around your throat, not squeezing. "you understand that?"
you nod, even though in this state you don't really understand. but your eyes are so watery and your eyebrows are pinched and you look so sincere so ethan leans down and presses his lips to yours.
"i mean that," he whispers, but you're lost in the moment, reaching your peak, nonverbally begging for ethans help to get you there. with his undying love and obsession for you in his mind, he helps you reach your climax until you're clenching around him, bringing him to his peak as well.