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really good!

The Sweetest Boy 🫀 🧸

Tate Langdon x Fem Reader 

Warnings: mommy kink, oral(f receiving), dry humping, intercourse :)

Your mom had forced you to go shopping with her this morning, you really didn’t want to, all you wanted to do was curl up with the new book you had just gotten and spend your entire day reading but clearly your mother had other plans.

The two of you had left the house around 8 am and it was currently 15:25 and you were spent. You helped her bring the bags in and then immediately went up to your room. 

Just as you opened the door, someone had placed their hands around your mouth and over your eyes. You let out a muffled scream as they pushed you against the back of your bedroom’s door. 

The person finally uncovered your eyes and once your vision cleared you had realized that it was just your boyfriend Tate. He let out a laugh as you started hitting his chest. 

“Did I scare you?” He said as a smirk made its way across his face, moving his face into the crook of your neck as he placed sloppy, open-mouthed kisses on the exposed skin. You just shoved him away as you made your way to your bed. You plopped down onto the soft material, looking up at Tate as you opened your arms, signaling for him to come cuddle you. He immediately jumped on top of you, burying his face into your chest. 

“I missed you; you were gone all morning.” He said as he lifted his head up to look at you. You leaned down and placed a soft kiss onto his lips. He smiled into the kiss as he made himself comfortable between your thighs, his hands moving under your shirt and caressing the soft skin of your belly. 

“You tired?” You asked him as his eyes began to droop. 

He just nodded his head as he placed his head of unruly curls onto your chest and closed his eyes, your hands automatically moving into his hair, this was one of your favourite nap positions as both of you felt content and safe in each other’s arms. Tate was soon sound asleep, and you took this as your opportunity to start reading the interesting book you’ve been dying to read. 

Just as you were getting into the book, your room door flung open, and your mom appeared in the doorway. 

“Your father and I are going out, don’t wait up- oh hi Tate.” Your mom said as she finally acknowledged the sleeping boy on your chest. 

“He’s asleep so he can’t hear you, but I hope you and dad have fun.” You whisper yelled towards your mom. 

“Thanks honey, is Tate sleeping over?” 

“Yeah, things are a bit hectic with his mom right now so he’s going to stay here for a bit if that’s okay?” 

“Oh of course, poor thing; anyway, see ya, love you babe.” 

“Love you too mom.” You whispered as she closed your room door. You lifted your book back up and started to read again. 

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You were almost done with the book, and you lifted your hand to cover your mouth as a plot twist unfolded on the pages in front of you. You were about to turn to the next page when you heard a muffled groan come from the boy resting on your chest. 

You place the book down, wondering if you were just hearing things. You looked at Tate again and just as you were about to pick your book up, he groaned again and this time it was accompanied with a thrust. 

“Momma please.” You heard Tate mumble in his sleep as his lower half kept rutting into your core. Your eyes widened as you realized what he was doing. 

“Tate baby, I’m gonna need you to wake up.” You said as you ran your hands through his hair. He slowly started to wake up, continuing his slow thrusts into your core. You bit down onto your bottom lip, almost drawing blood as you steadied your hands onto Tate’s waist. You kept him still, his thrusts coming to a standstill, his face immediately falling into a frown. 

“You alright baby?” You asked the blonde boy as he shook his head. 

“What’s wrong Tate?” You asked as he tried to bury his head back into your chest. 

“I had a dream about you and now it hurts so badly.” He said whining against your chest. He grabbed ahold of your hand and brought it to his crotch, his hard on rubbing against your hand. 

“What do you want Tate?” You knew exactly what he wanted but you wanted him to voice it. He just groaned against you as he tried to bring your hand into his pants. 

“No baby, you gotta use your words.” You said as you brought your hands to brush his hair out of his face. 

“I need you momma, so badly.” He said as a few tears fell down his face. The sight before you made your core heat up, he looked so hot like this, all needy and desperate for you and only you. 

He moved towards your lips and started kissing you sloppily. You shoved your tongue into his mouth, the two of you going at it as he continued to grind against your soaking core. 

“Just keep doing that baby, you’re doing so good for me.” You moaned as Tate moved his kisses along your jaw and down your neck. He suckled on your neck surely leaving bruises. 

“Momma can I please see you?” He asked, his eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as he rutted against your clit. 

You quickly reached for your shirt and pulled it over your head. Tate immediately latching onto one of your nipples as his hand went to the other, kneading the soft flesh and rolling your hardened nipple between his fingers. 

You threw your head back as the pleasure consumed you, running your hands through Tate’s hair and tugging on it, pulling a soft moan from the boy.

“I’m so close momma, so close.” He said as his thrusts got sloppier. As soon as the words left his mouth you grabbed his hips, stopping his sporadic thrusts. 

“No please momma I was so close.” He said as disappointment flowed over his features. You just shut him up with a kiss, the two of you roughly making out as you flipped the two of you, Tate now under you. 

You maneuvered out of your underwear as Tate did too. 

“Take care of me please.” He said as you grabbed ahold of his hardened cock and ran it through your folds, Tate gasping at the feeling. 

“Of course, baby, I’ll always be here for you.” You said as you finally sunk down onto him, both of you gasping at the feeling. 

You began bouncing up and down on his dick, throwing your head back as he hit that spongy spot inside of you. 

“Momma please I can’t keep it anymore I really need to come, momma please.” He pleaded with you as you began spelling his name out on his cock. 

“You can keep it in longer; I know you can and because you’re such a good boy you definitely won’t cum without my permission, right baby?” You said as you looked down at Tate writhing in pleasure.

“Always a good boy for-for momma.” You smiled at his response as you picked up the pace, leaning down and placing your lips onto his neck. You sucked on his sweet spot, raking your nails up and down his chest. The pleasure was all too much for him, he really did try and wait for your permission, but he just couldn’t hold it in anymore. 

“Momma I’m going to cum I’m sorr-so sorry momma!” He screamed as his cum painted your walls white. 

You felt his release and looked up at him from where you were suckling on his neck. 

“I’m really sorry momma.” He said as he caught his breath. You brought your hands to his face and brushed your thumb across his bottom lip. 

“Shhh, it’s okay baby but you’re gonna finish what you started and mommy’s going to sit on your pretty little face, is that alright?” 

He all but moaned at your request, quickly moving you up and on top of his face.

You hovered above him but you were quickly brought down onto his lips as his hands gripped your thighs. His tongue moving along your folds as his nose stimulated your clit. Your moans grew and you unconsciously started grinding against his face.

You could feel your orgasm approaching as his tongue moved from your clit and down to your entrance, the action made you throw your head back in pleasure loving the feeling of your boy pleasuring you.

“Baby I’m so so close.” You said as you felt his nose nudging your clit, the action once again sending you over the edge.

Your grinding came to a stop as Tate continued to lap at your juices carrying you through your euphoric orgasm.

You moved off of his face, watching as his slick covered mouth pulled into a smile.

“How’d I do momma?” He said as you leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“You did so good baby, made me feel so good.” You said as you ran your hand through his curls. He smiled at the action and brought you down to kiss him, you happily obliged at the action and brought your lips down to meet his in a soft and loving kiss.

“How bout we go shower?” You said as you pulled away from Tate’s lips. He nodded his head at your question as you grabbed his hand and dragged him to the bathroom.

His hands never left your waist as the two of stood by your shower waiting for the water to warm up.

The two of you eventually got into the shower, the water flowing over your body, Tate pressed a kiss to your neck.

“I love you so so much.” He said as he pressed his lips to your shoulder.

You brought his face up with your hands and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

“I love you too baby.” You said as the two of you stayed close under the stream of water.

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vary good 10/10 , loved it!

Hii, could i request a evan peters x fem reader story, where you are wearing some revealing clothes and try to show your best parts to him all over the day. He gets really horny because of that and you find him in the bedroom minding his business. 💀 Maybe he would tell you how pretty you are all over the time

Tease

Evan Peters

Warnings: masturbation, hand job, male orgasm?

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It had been a few days since you dressed nice. Evan had a nice break from any movies and your job had given you the week off, so you and Evan spent the majority of your time together dressed down and watching movies and pigging out. You loved it, honestly, but today you just felt like dressing up. Maybe you’d try to convince Evan to go out, grab a coffee, anything really.

So instead of grabbing the large T-shirt of Evans that you’ve had on the last 4 days, you grabbed your white cold shoulder body suit and paired it with a brown pencil skirt with some black see through tights, considering the skirt was pretty short. You did some light makeup and put your hair up in a curled high pony. Giving yourself one last glance in the mirror you smiled at how cute you thought you looked. But walking out to the living room where Evan was sat on your couch watching some action movie, when he looked up and his eyes landed on your outfit, he didn’t think you looked cute — he thought you looked fuckin hot.

“Baaaabe” he groaned from the couch, his eyes never leaving your ass that was just barely covered. You looked back confused at first, but taking in his body language and the VERY obvious bulge through his sweatpants, you smiled innocently. Though it wasn’t in your head that you were gonna dress up to tease him, you couldn’t help but do it now seeing how flustered your outfit made him.

“Yeeees?” You tilted your head a bit as you approached him, letting your hands rest in either side oh his head and looking down at him while he watched you. Leaning over him gave him a perfect view of the curves of your breast from your cleavage and he definitely noticed it, groaning again. You giggled, leaning down more and giving him a peck on his lips then another on his cheek before standing up and returning to the kitchen to grab your protein drink that was nowhere to be found. You hugged and turned to face him again, his eyes still wandering your body with a pleased smile.

“Did you drink my protein shake?” You groaned when he nodded apologetically, but an idea filled your head soon after. “Well, I need one. So let’s go downstairs to the coffee shop quick.” You grabbed your purse and slipped some sandals on, turning to look at him but he stared at you like you were crazy. “What?”

“So other people can have the chance to see what I can see???? No.” You raised your eyebrows at his words but couldn’t help feeling like the hottest thing in the world right now. He always made you feel like the most beautiful, but you really enjoyed the thought of him drooling over you.

“Come on. It’s right downstairs. I need my protein shake,” you groaned, grabbing his hand and pulling him up, his hands immediately grabbing your waist giving them a squeeze as he looked down at you now. He looked as if he was contemplating his entire life right now, unsure if he wanted to attempt to fuck you right then and there or wait.

“Fine. Everyone else can keep their eyes off of you though.” His hands slipped behind you and gave your ass a quick squeeze which earned him a light squeal from you. You glared at him as you both left your apartment, then smiled when he grabbed your hand and the two of you walked down to the coffee shop together.

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“He was totally looking at your ass.” Evan dramatically rolled his eyes as you reentered you place, you giggling as you placed your key on the TV stand after closing the door.

“No he wasn’t. Maybe he was admiring-“

“Your ass? Yep.” He nodded cutting you off.

“Oh my godddd.” You groaned out, grabbing his wrist to turn him around, immediately wrapping your arms around his neck. He huffed and looked down at your smiling face as if he was actually upset. You knew he wasn’t. Standing on your tip toes, you leaned in and gave him a soft kiss which he returned happily, his hands finally finding your waist again.

“Why are you so jealous when you’re the one who’ll be taking these off of me tonight?” You asked lowly, your head tilted as you looked at him innocently once again. He groaned and pulled you closer into him, kissing you again this time more passionately. You allowed it to intensify, then pulled back abruptly and walked around him leaving him staring at you with frustration. He knew you weren’t going to give in that easy, you loved teasing him but he loved watching you.

And do you want on about your day, allowing Even to look but not touch. The boy would probably explode the second you touched him. You honestly hadn’t teased him like this before, making sure your skirt was hiked up and bending over as often as you could. Letting your cleavage show more than usual. You got hands with him when you could, allowing him your touch but not letting him touch you. He couldn’t take it anymore and excused himself to the bathroom in your room.

You didn’t think much of it, until you realized how long he’d been in there and that your bedroom door had been shut even though there’s a bathroom door he could close. You got up from your place on the couch and approached the closed door, quietly turning it and opening it. There you saw him, laying in your shared bed, pants at his knees and his hand working on his dick. He hasn’t heard you come in and his eyes were closed as he imagined your perfect body to get himself off too. You wasted no time in going to him, his eyes shooting open at the feeling of your hand taking over for his. He was instantly embarrassed at being caught by you, but you paid no attention to that and only to his pleasure and he quickly forgot all about the embarrassment, his head falling back at your hand movements on him.

“Fuck… I couldn’t take it anymore,” he groaned out in breaths. You just smiled and continued your work, eager to make him cum. “You’re so fucking pretty.” He breathed out again, your head turning so you could look at him. He opened his eyes again to look back at you and you took your opportunity to lean up and let your lips meet his, kissing him while you gave him a handjob. You felt him start bucking up into your hand indicating he was close, you allowed your hand to quicken its pace and you deepened the kiss. It was your favorite thing to make him come undone while your mouth was on his, being able to take in the moan that would escape into your mouth and the shaking of his body under you.

“Fuck babe, I’m gonna cum” you nodded and that was all the allowance he needed as he came all over your hand and his stomach. You kept hand fucking him to help him come down from his orgasm, his long moans slowing and coming to an end as did your hand. You both laid put, your upper half on him, one of his arms wrapped around you.

“Thanks” he smiled down at you, your face scrunching up at his word.

“Don’t thank me you weirdo” you both laughed lightly before you reached up and caressed his cheek, “I need you to fuck me now.”

[il0v3c3m]

1000/10 soooo good

I'll gladly take any smut you have for Detective Zabel please! I'm not sure on ideas except making it up to the reader for working too hard with some ah-maay-zinga sexytimes! I just wanna wrap him up in love fjdjrjfkd

Sameeee Colin Zabel owns my heart I just wanna smother him with so much love!!

Overworked

Summary: Colin has been so stressed lately so reader decides to help him get rid of some of that stress ;)

Warnings: smut, +18, do no read if under, fluff

Colin had been overworking himself lately, you noticed the dark circles under his eyes and the tension that never seemed to leave his body. He said they had a lead for his newest case and he was determined to follow it in hopes it would lead them to a break in the case. He called you during dinner to tell you he’d be coming home late get again.

It was the fifth time this week Colin had had to stay late and work. You sighed and wrapped up his half of dinner and put it away in the fridge for him to eat when he could. You hadn’t seen much of Colin lately, only catching him if you got up really early, he’d kiss you on the cheek before disappearing off to work. You missed him. You had tried to wait up for him each night, putting on some random show to keep yourself entertained but you always fell asleep right before he made it home. Tonight was the same, you had found yourself drifting to sleep in the middle of some sitcom and had decided to turn in for the night.

You had just fallen asleep when Colin came home. He took off his coat and hung it by the door, he gently shut the door not wanting to wake you up. He made his way to the kitchen and opened the fridge the soft light illuminating the dark kitchen. He saw the food you had wrapped up for him, you had put a little sticky note on it that said eat this when you get home you need to take care of yourself and then added a little heart.

He smiled at it and took it out, unwrapping it he saw it was his favorite. He heated it up and then leaned against the counter as he ate thinking about you. All he wanted to do was come home and have dinner with you every night, you curled into his side after dinner. But his work had been taking him away from you, he was longing for you. In more ways than one.

He finished, cleaning up his trash and heading to bed. By now he was used to stumbling is way through the dark, he didn’t want to turn on any light and risk waking you up. He took off his work clothes, tossing them into a hamper by the closet. He rubbed the knot behind his neck as he brushed his teeth, trying to ease the tightness in his joints. He watched you as he brushed his teeth, smiling to himself at how peaceful and angelic you looked. The moonlight from the window making you look ethereal, you let out a small snore and he chuckled to himself.

He tossed on an old shirt from college to sleep in and did his best to slip into his bed without disturbing you. But you felt his side dip and turned slowly to face him. You let out a yawn and opened your eyes to look at him. “Hey you.” You said sleepily, reaching your arm out to give him a lazy hug, .

“Hey you.” He said squeezing you back. “Go back to bed.” He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. You hummed and turned back around, falling back asleep against his chest.

Colin did his best to fall asleep but the stress of his work was keeping him up. His mind running in circles trying to connect it all, each night even after he went home his mind don’t seem to get the memo. Keeping him awake and forcing him to thinking about the case. And tonight it wasn’t the only thing keeping him awake. Every now and then you would press back into him, you ass brushing against his crotch and making him tense up. Each time you did his body would tingle with a wave of pleasure.

Due to his busy work schedule it had been a while since you guys had done it and it seemed it was affecting him more than he thought. Your soft brushes made him hard in an instant, but he did his best to ignore it not wanting to wake you up.

But you had already felt it, you turned in his arms to face him yet again. “Hello detective.” He blushed at the realization he had woken you up. “It seems we have company. Why don’t you let me help with that?”You whispered, kissing his neck, softly sucking on his most sensitive places. His breath hitched, as he tried his best not to give into your touch.

He gently grabbed your shoulder, pulling you off. He pressed his own kisses into your skin for a moment before before kissing your cheek. “It okay, go back to bed darling.”

You could see the lingerings of lust in his eyes, but you could also sense his hesitance. He didn’t want to put you out, as much as he wanted it he didn’t want to bother you. You shook your head, reaching up to cup his face and he leaned into you touch, kissing your palm. You smiled at the sweet action, you leaned in and pressed your lips to his, he kissed back, this time more desperate and needy. You moved in sync with him lightly nipping at his bottom lip when you pulled away.

“Let me take care of you detective.” He nodded his head and you smiled up at him. You sat up to straddle him, you trailed kisses down his neck, pushing up his shirt and lightly running your fingers across his skin. You gave his sides a slight squeeze, loving the little bit of fat that lived there. You kissed your way down his chest, leaving marks here and there, knowing how much he loved seeing you claim him as your own. You took your time kissing his stomach, knowing he could be insecure about it. But to you it was one of your favorite parts of him, it was soft and supple, it showed how much he loved all the little treats you made for him.

He wiggled under your touch, it had been so long since you had kissed him like that. You made you way down, you ass resting just above where he needed you most. He tried bucking his hips up, trying to get any kinds of friction. He felt you smirk against his skin, you slid yourself down, settling yourself between his legs. He scooted up on the bed, sitting against the headboard to give you better access.

You hooked your fingers on the waist band of his boxers, pulling them down at a tantalizing slow pace. You watched as his cock sprang free from its tight confinement, slapping against his stomach, he let out a little whimper at the cool air. The tip was angry and red from going so long without release. You grabbed it by the base and ran you hand up to the tip, flicking your wrist, earning a moan from Colin.

You found a pace, taking your time with pleasure him, wanting him to enjoy every second of it. You ran your thumb over his slit, making him buck up into your hand, you did this a couple more times noticing the way his head flew back into the pillows as he moaned out your name. You knew he was close, he wanst going to last as long since he hadn’t been touched in so long. You sped up the pace, your other hand coming down to squeeze his balls, and roll them with your fingers. You wrapped your hand tightly around the base and ran it up one more time, rubbing against his pulsing vein and pressing down on the tip. He let out a loud groan, gripping the bed sheets tightly. He never looked so beautiful as he did now calling your name like a mantra, his face glistened with sweat as he came, his stomach painted with his own release.

You eased him down from his high, his chest heaving as he watched you collect some of his cum onto your fingers and lick it clean, he could have came again from that action alone. You got up and came back with a warm cloth. You cleaned him up and he melted under your touch. You settled back into bed and he moved to grab at you, kissing you feverishly. You let out a light laugh as you broke the kiss. “No honey, tonight was about you.”

“But-“

You cut him off with a kiss, tangling your hands in his hair. “No buts.”

He brushed your hair from your face. “Do you know how much I love you?”

“Not as much as I love you.” You responded, pulling him closer.

“I don’t think so.” He smiled and pulled away, getting on top of you. He kissed your neck leaving his own marks.

“Colin I told you-“ He pressed a kiss to your lips cutting you off. He gave you a smirk as he pulled away, looking into your eyes deeply.

“Like you said darling no buts.”

[il0v3c3m]

i am in love with this

puppy//colin zabel

pairings; colin zabel, gender neutral reader

rating; mature

warnings; smut; sub colin, dom reader, thigh riding, sorta pain kink???, crying kink? idk he's crying and it's hot ig

he hated it, but it made it so much better to see him completely bare under you while you were still full clothed, down to the shoelaces. it gave you the greatest surge of dominancy, and while he said he hated it, it couldn't have been a bigger lie.

though it made him feel self conscious under the judgemental eyes that studied him and the degrading comments, he knew you didn't mean anything you said. and knowing that he knew you didn't mean it meant you could go further with your "insults". though, tonight, you worried that you had gone too far, choked noises backing up his throat and his cheeks blotchy from salty tears.

'colin?' you whisper. his fingers, covering his watering eyes, didn't part to look at you. judging by the swaying erection sitting between the two of you, he enjoyed your comments, but you still couldn't help but worry. when your fingers grazed his wrist, he gasped, a shaky moan ripping through his throat alongside a sob. you smiled, linking your fingers through his. your palm pressed against the top of his hand, slowly bringing it down.

his pretty brown eyes were clouded with tears, his eyelashes drooping dangerously low under the weight of them. face flushed about as red as his cock, he nodded gently. your grin widened into something a bit more malicious, a contrast from your previous comforting smile. though, you down the harrassment. just in case.

'look at this. you see it?' you asked, your gentle tone returning to it's harsh bark. his thighs tremble as your hand grasps his cock tightly. too tight to bring any pleasure, though he knew that was your intention. he nodded quickly. your hands found the pillow that had been discarded on the floor, the off-white case still stained with his pre-cum. you threw it on the bed, letting go of him with a push. he whimpered as his hard-on made connection with his lower stomach.

'rubbing on my pillow like a little school girl. rubbing her little clit on her little pillow with her little door wide open. is that what you are, colin?' you asked. 'you a little girl?' his chest trembled with shaking breath as his left hand came back up to cover his face, more unsheathed tears sliding down his soft cheeks.

'answer me, bitch!' you slapped his hand away from his face, gripping his chin and forcing him to look at you. 'mhmm.' you let go of his face, and brought your hand down, the painful noise bouncing off the walls. he yelped, his lip quivering. 'yes. yes! yes, i am.' he stammered, his trembling fingers raising to press against the blooming pain on his cheek.

you lift your hand, pushing his hands back down. you graze his cheek before leaning down and pressing a gentle kiss to it. he sniffles, closing his eyes and savoring it.

you sat on the edge of the bed next to his hip, parting your thighs. 'c'mere, puppy.' he took his time lifting himself up with weakened arms, but you didn't comment. he slid of the bed, his arms folding over his stomach self consciously as he stood in front of you on trembling legs.

'good boy. sit.' he began to lower to his knees, but before he could, he noticed your right thigh, the one closest to the pillows. it had been pulled up a bit onto the bed, space on both the outside and the inside of it for his knees. the other was lounging comfortably.

he raised from his partially squatted position and stepped in between your knees. he looked down at you, you looked up at him. your hands grasped his, moving them away from his stomach before reaching up to brush tears out of his tired eyes, dehydrated from the amount of water leaving his body.

the bed sank slightly as he placed his knees down hesitantly, his ankles dangling freely off the edge of the bed. when he sank down, the meat on his thighs widened, just slightly. you slapped them, grinning at him as he resisted the unrelenting temptation to grind onto your jean-clad thigh. he was waiting for instruction. you rubbed the spreading red on his thigh, before slapping it again. 'move.'

he didn't waste any time. he hunched slightly, adjusting. with his cock now stationed beneath him, his fingers holding it in place, he began to move. his pattern was wild and crazed, but you gave him a minute to find a good rhythm going. once he did find one, rocking back and forth with soft gasps, you bounced your knee.

his head lolled, his eyes falling shut as he did so. the delicate droplets falling from his eyes made an uneven pattern as his head fell back and returned to its place. the headache from the quick movements annoyed him, but he didn't let it bug him too much.

'good boy. rubbing your clit on my leg. is it better than the pillow?' colin allowed you a high-pitched, girlish moan. it was a rare accurance, and it made you ache. 'yes!! so much, so much better- please! please.' your hands found his thighs again, and you pinched the small curve between his thigh and his knee, created due to his thigh pressed so firmly against his calf.

his movements grew sporadic. you knew it meant he was close, but you didn't stop him. he had been right on the edge when you found him bucking desperately into your pillow. his pre-cum already stained your black work pants, massaged in from his erection. he gives you another moan, the same tone as last time. you groan at his pathetic noises, rubbing his lower back. 'yes!!' he cried, his head dropping onto your shoulder.

'come on, baby. i've got you.' you tell him, and his thighs come to a trembling stop, his chest heaving as he finishes along your thigh, along his own thighs and shooting up yours. his soft whimpers vibrated against your ear, and you basked in it.

you rubbed his thigh before slapping it. 'who told you you could stop?'

[il0v3c3m]

i really loved this, like this was sooo good

Imposter

Reader gives Colin head beneath his desk - how cute <3

wordcount: 2.3k warnings: giving oral sex, consent not verbalised (but it is consensual)

Colin pushed your head down with his hand in his desperation to get you hidden beneath his desk. You were giggling quietly at his franticness, Colin’s own huffs of amusement poorly concealed. “Get down.” He hissed, his words carried on a small laugh. “You’re not supposed to be in here.”  You had come to visit Colin on your lunch break and since his office was full of confidential information, it was general rule that no guests were allowed into anyone’s offices during work hours; he had just received a text from Mare asking if she could come into his office to talk to him. Colin fell down into his chair, kicking at your shins slightly to ensure that you were fully tucked under the space beneath his desk before grabbing a random paper from the pile of files from beside him and reading through it, a look of feigned concentration slipping onto his face. Colin shifted in his seat when his colleague entered, Mare’s voice blunt as she addressed him. “I just wanted to come check something with you.” She stated, the scraping of a chair being pulled out from the other side of the desk notifying you that this wouldn’t be a quick conversation. Reigning in a sigh, you leant forward, peering up at the view of Colin’s chin you had from your vantage point.

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[il0v3c3m]

this was sooooo good

First time with Colin headcanons?

I can barely find anything new for him 😏

Ikr the Colin hype had been dying and it’s making me sad 😞 we need more content for him!!!

First Time

Warnings: smut, sub Colin, mommy kink, blowjob, +18

You could tell he was nervous, you could feel him shaking underneath your palms. You knew about Colin’s past and you had both decided it was best to let Colin decide when he was ready. You guys had been together for a couple months, only going as far as heated make out sessions. But today he had come up to you after he finished his shift, lazily pressing kisses on your neck, mumbling that he was ready and that he needed you. You had pulled him back to look him in the eyes making sure that he was sure he wanted this.

“Are you sure baby?” You cooed, fiddling with the buttons on his dress shirt.

He nodded, brushing the side of his face against yours. “Please.” He whined, pressing closer to you.

“Okay.” You smiled, pushing him back onto the bed.” I’m going to take good care of you baby boy, if you’ll let me.” He nodded rapidly and leaned up to reconnect his lips to yours. Moaning against your mouth as he felt your hand travel down to grip the bulge in his pants.

You pulled away, thumbing at his lip and dragging it down. You pressed a small kiss to the inside of his lip before letting it go. You moved to sit at the edge of the bed, motioning for him to sit in front of you, he eagerly complied.

You laid your head in his lap, pressing open mouth kisses onto his still covered member. Wrapping your mouth around the outline and gently nipping at it. He buckled his hips up, causing you to press his hips down firmly to the bed. “Patience baby.” You undid his belt at a painstaking slow pace, making sure to press the zipper hard onto his cock as you unzipped his pants.

He helped you shimmy his pants down to his ankles, moaning as you pressed even harder on his hips when he bucked up again. You playfully snapped the waistband of his boxers with your teeth making him jump. You let out a small laugh making him whine at your teasing. “Please momma.” It was nothing more than a breathy whisper but you heard it nonetheless. Your hand paused causing his eyes to widen, realizing what he had let slip.

He began to babble, apologizing as his ears turned bright red. “No need to apologize pretty boy.” You said, leaning up to cup the side of his face. “Say it again.” Your hot breath make his skin tingle as you left a mark on his neck. You could feel his Adam’s apple bobbing.

“Momma.” He whimpered, cock throbbing as he felt your index finger lazily tease his hole.

“You want momma to finger you.” You asked, getting back down on your knees in front of him.

“Please.” He cried, whimpers rumbling in this throat. You prodded at his hole, wiggling a finger in and begin to pump it in and out at a steady pace. He moaned hands flying down to tangle in your hair. You began to kitten lick his member, gently sucking at the tip before sinking all the way down.

His moans were music to your ears, encouraging you to insert another finger as you picked up the pace of your movements, hallowing your cheeks and letting his cock hit the back of your throat. He was a whimpering mess, letting our strings of yes’s mixed with calling out your name.

You could tell he was close, and so could he. He gently pulled at your hair, silently asking for you to let him go. “I wanna cum in you momma.” He begged, face turning red as he stuttered out his request.

You felt yourself throb at his words, loving how fuck out he already sounded. He pulled you onto his lap and shifted you so he was now on top. He greedily pulled at your top, wanting it off. You let him take it off and shivered as his cold hands cupped your breasts through your bra. You reached back to unclip it, watching as his eyes took in the sight. He pulled at your nipples making you let out a little whimper. He did it again, rolling the bud between his fingers. Your back arched, craving his touch.

He kissed the valley of your breasts, his hands traveling to undo the button of your jeans. His hands were trembling, fumbling to undo it. He whined. “Help me momma.” You smiled up at him as you undid your pants for him, taking off your pants and underwear together. The cool air making you clench around nothing. “You’re so pretty.” He mumbled, his face covered in a bright red blush.

“Thank you baby. So are you.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek, smirking. “Are you ready.”

“Please momma.” Even though Colin was on top he was still a useless bottom who needed everything done for him. You reached down, guiding his member to your entrance. You moaned as his tip prodded at your folds. He was a whimpering puppy at your teasing, you knew he wasn’t going to last long.

You grabbed his ass and shoved the rest of him into you, back arching as his long cock hit perfectly inside you. The minute he entered you you felt his sticky seed staining your insides, his whole body shaking. It had been so long since he had felt that familiar warmth that it was enough to send him over the edge. “I’m sorry momma.” He cried tears pricking at his eyes, afraid that you were going to be mad at him.

“It’s okay pretty boy.” You assured, brushing away the tears that had escaped. “Do you think you can come again for me.”

“Y-yea.” He began to slowly moving his hips, whimpering at feeling so overestimulated. His member slowly began to harden, making him whimper even more as his pleasure began to increase. His thrust became more soppy and desperate, the tips of his cock hitting your clit perfectly each time he pulled out.

He was pressed so close to you that each movement had his chest rubbing against yours, stimulating your tits. “I’m c-close m-momma.” He was breathless, his hips rapidly snapping into you.

“I am too baby.” You moaned, clenching around his member, pulling him impossibly deeper.

“Can I please cum? Please momma, please.” He cried, his voice whinny and breathy.

“Cum for me.” He let out a loud moan, thrusting deep inside you, feeling him cum brought you your release. You shook under him, you pussy convulsing around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. Colin collapsed onto of you, not even bothering to pull out.

You hummed in content, brushing his sweaty hair away from his face. “I love you.” You said, tracing the angle of his cheekbone. He pressed his face closer to your hand, craving your loving touch.

“I love you too.”

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sub!tate langdon with mommy!kink, where he humps on her leg like a little needy boy to make it up to her after a fight, cockwarming kinda

Tate Langdon x Fem!Reader Smut - “Sorry Mommy” (18+)

CW: dry humping, baby subby tate, dom reader, cockwarming, lots of whining

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You lay with your back against your mattress, staring up at the ceiling at the fan as it spun in slow circles. You tried to take deep breaths to help distract you from the fiery rage that was building inside you. Your boyfriend Tate had disappeared after your small argument, leaving you to plummet deep into your own thoughts. Your fight spiralled after it started with you telling Tate to stop leaving his dirty clothes all over the floor.

"Do you even care?"

"No, actually, I don't,"

"I swear, you never care about anything!"

"You're not being serious right now, it's literally just fucking clothes,"

"They're all over the floor Tate! Pick them up! I can't stand the sight of our bedroom right now!"

"I'm going, this is fucking ridiculous."

It's been almost half an hour, and your anger has fizzled down to a slight pang in your chest. You spent most of the time glancing over at the door, seeing if he'd appear, with the same puppy dog eyes he always gave you when he was sorry, and he wanted your forgiveness.

You try and stifle the smile that threatened to spread across your face when Tate finally appears in the doorframe, looking down at his shoes, kicking at the floorboards, his shoelaces untied.

He doesn't move until you let out a sigh, and pat the bed beside you, motioning for him to lay down next to you. His eyes lock with yours, and you can see how glassy they are. Your heart hurts seeing him so upset.

"C'mere baby," you coo, as he finally shuffles over to the bed, laying down on his side beside you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. He breathes in your comforting scent, as you lay your hand in his soft blonde curls, combing through them.

“What’s wrong?” You ask softly, as he kicks off his shoes, leaving his feet in mismatched socks.

“I feel bad,” he says quietly, not daring to look at you as he sniffles into your neck.

“You just have to be tidy Tate, that’s all.” you offer the solution, but Tate continues to sulk. He’s never been able to handle your arguments well.

“I don’t like when you’re mad at me,” he grumbles, his arm wrapping around your chest, his hand resting on your opposite shoulder.

“I’m not mad anymore,” you reassure him, tilting your head to kiss his hair.

“Yes you are, I can tell,” you feel the rough fabric of his jeans from around his crotch rub against your bare thigh, “I’m sorry, mommy.”

“It’s okay baby,” you breathe out, his leg resting atop yours to get a better angle of your thigh. With his face still set in the crook of your neck, you notice his breathing picking up pace, as he begins to rock harder into your thigh.

“Is something else wrong?” You ask him, lifting his head so you could see his face. His pupils had drowned out his dark irises, his face blotchy from crying, his lips red and swollen. He looked so defeated, but the bulge building friction against your leg said otherwise.

He just lets out a soft whimper, his hand on your shoulder coming around to creep under your oversized shirt, cupping and kneading at one of your bare breasts.

“Use your words Tate,” you say more firmly, his eyes glued to your parted lips, as he lets out a small cough.

“Yeah,” he answers finally, his lips attaching to your jaw, leaving wet opened mouth kisses. Your eyes close momentarily as you let Tate use you to stimulate himself, his erection only growing bigger with every brush against your thigh.

“Take these off baby,” you reach down to unbutton his jeans, unzipping them and helping him pull them down his legs. Now only in a soft sweater, his boxers and socks, Tate lets out more whiny moans, now only a millimetre of fabric separating his sensitive, leaking cock from your smooth bare skin.

“Momma?” He asks, his lips by your ear as he whispers into it.

“Hm?” You ask him, letting out a soft sigh as he sucks on your earlobe, his fingers pinching around your hard nipple.

“Can I.. go inside? Just a little, I just wanna- I wanna feel you,” he says, blush rising onto his cheeks.

You smile at him, cupping his cheek with your hand and kissing his soft lips. He groans softly into the kiss, as your hand comes down between you to palm him through his boxers. He’s quick to prod at your mouth with his tongue. You open your mouth wider to allow his tongue to fight with yours, your kisses soppy and ringing in your ears.

You pull away, biting your lip as your thumb strokes his defined cheek bone. He looks into your eyes hopeful, and so fucking needy, trying not to furrow his eyebrows from the pleasure your hand is giving him below.

“Okay baby,” you reply, the smile on his face making your decision so much more worth it.

You pull down at his waistband, his erection finally springing free from the confines of his boxers, swollen and seeping pre-cum. The sight alone almost made your drool, before you pull down your own underwear, lifting your shirt so it’s balled around your ribcage.

You turn to your side, your bare ass now up and rubbing against Tate’s throbbing cock, begging to enter you.

“Now mommy?” He asks politely, holding his cock in his hand and stroking it softly. Your hand comes around between your bodies and takes over his, guiding it towards your entrance.

“Just a l-little- please,” Tate begs, as his tip enters between your pulsing folds, your other hand coming down to rub at your clit.

“Ohh fuck mommy,” Tate groans, as he pushes himself further inside you, stretching you out deliciously with his length.

“That’s it baby, you stay there okay?” You tell Tate, as he bottoms out inside you, his toned stomach pressed against your back.

“Feels so good, my god,” Tate whines, kissing your shoulder through your shirt, his fingers digging into the fabric.

Tate can’t help but move his hips, thrusting slowly and only a little bit in and out as small moans leave his lips. You grab his hands, bringing them around to your breasts again for him to knead.

“I’m in heaven,” Tate mumbles, “see I’m so sorry mommy, you make me feel so good, I promise I’ll be tidy.”

“Good baby,” you say, receiving a small kiss on the cheek by Tate, “Mommy’s gonna make herself cum on your cock okay?”

“Okay, please,” Tate replies, as you begin to bounce back against him slowly, feeling his fingers on your bare breast, and your own fingers circling your clit.

His needy whimpers in your ear as you contract around him and his cock twitching inside you drives you crazy, soft moans leaving your own lips as it’s your turn to use Tate for your own pleasure.

It doesn’t take you long to cum. When you did, Tate sucked on the skin of your neck, and suddenly his pace quickened inside you.

“Oh my god- Tate!” You moan, his whimpering turning to grunts as he too finishes, inside you, and refuses to leave once he’s done.

“Feels s’good mommy,” he nuzzles his head back in your neck, wrapping his arms around you, “I never wanna leave.”