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mandoowhorian · 2 years ago
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you can take it
Marc Spector x f!reader
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Summary: As you find yourself restless and needy during Marc's absence, you decide to take matters into your own hands. However, Marc's unexpected return just so happens to coincide with the commencement of your independent activities in the bedroom.
Word Count: 2.5k
Rating: 18+ EXPLICIT
Content: NSFW, smut, porn with essentially no plot, established relationship, masturbation, oral sex (f and m receiving), porn, use of vibrator, use of dildo, anal fingering, anal penetration, unprotected p in v, creampie, choking kink, spit kink, daddy kink, squirting, double penetration in one hole, dirty talk, rough sex, praise kink
Enough is enough.
You groan, haphazardly tossing aside the book that you’ve been making your best attempt to read for the past hour to no avail. Try as you might, harnessing any semblance of focus has been a task in and of itself for the past few days. Marc’s been off the radar for nearly a week now, and though you’ve long since accepted absences like this as an unfortunate hazard of your relationship, the house is just far too quiet when he’s gone. And your bed feels overwhelmingly empty without the warmth of his body slotted beside yours. You’re restless.
Turning to glance at the digital clock perched on the corner of your nightstand, your gaze drops to the drawer, and you shrug as you scoot over and pull it open. You root around inside of it until your fingers clasp a cool, smooth piece of silicone, and you smile to yourself. Well, if Marc’s too damn busy off galavanting and fighting crime for the God of the Moon to come home and fuck you into the mattress, you’ll just have to take matters into your own hands.
When you begin to think of Marc as you slide a hand up your shirt and run a finger over one of your pebbled nipples, an idea occurs to you, something that you’d nearly forgotten about. You reach for your phone. A few days before Marc had taken off, he’d made a suggestion—he wanted to film the two of you having sex. Initially, you felt awkward about the whole idea, because you were too caught up in overthinking each and every blissful facial expression that you made throughout. But now, when you press play on a video of Marc fucking your mouth, drool sliding out from your lips, you automatically clench your thighs together and wonder why you hadn’t thought to watch this days ago. A soft sigh flutters out past your lips as you pinch one of your nipples, firmly rolling it between your thumb and pointer finger.
Propping your phone up on the pillows, you swipe to the next clip, which happens to feature Marc slipping his tongue into your drenched folds. You’d filmed from above as he eagerly ate you out, and the intimate, first-person perspective makes your heart race. In the video, Marc glances up at you and smirks, his lips wet and shiny with your juices, before sliding a finger inside of you and diving back in to meet your folds with a broad stroke of his tongue. Marc is ruthlessly thorough with his lips and tongue, and seeing him in action in the form of a recording makes your skin heat up.
The silence of your bedroom is filled with the audio coming out of your phone speakers—the wet, lewd sounds of Marc eating you out and your shameless, wrecked moans. You shrug off your t-shirt and lie there in your underwear, skimming a hand down your stomach to toy with the waistband. If Marc were here, he’d press a searing, hot kiss to each of your hip bones, his thumbs pressing into your skin as he held you firmly at your waist. Then his tongue would dart out from between his lips to tease at the threshold of your panties before latching onto them with his teeth to drag them down. 
You snake your hand inside of the cotton fabric, running your middle finger over your clit before sliding lower along your folds to feel the moisture pooling at your entrance. Meanwhile, you lift your other hand to swipe to another clip, and your breath hitches in your throat at the scene in front of you. While you’d obviously been there when it had happened, the voyeuristic view of you helping Marc ease a lubed up dildo into his ass while his cock is stuffed in your cunt has your toes curling. Unable to help yourself, you plunge two fingers into your entrance.
You buck your hips in time with Marc’s thrusts in the video, sticky arousal dripping down your palm as you listen to his deep, guttural groan of pleasure once the toy is fully seated inside of him. Fuck, that was so hot. After you’d accidentally teased a finger along the rim of his tight ring of muscle while giving him a blowjob in the shower once, you’d awoken a hungry need for anal stimulation in Marc. The video was the first time he’d finally dared to try using the dildo on himself, and he’d come so hard while he fucked you, his seed was still dripping out of you the next morning after you crawled out of bed to make breakfast (and when he’d found you in the kitchen with a tissue wiping up the cum that was sliding down your thighs, he’d bent you over the kitchen table and cleaned up the rest with his mouth, only stopping to pull out his throbbing cock when you started to beg him to fuck you and fill you again). 
No longer satisfied by the stretch of your fingers alone, you shimmy out of your underwear and turn on the purple vibrator sitting at your hip. Bending your legs at the knee and letting them fall open wide, you rub the silicone toy through your folds to coat it generously in your creamy arousal. You slowly begin to slide it into your entrance, a gasp escaping your lips as your greedy, tight walls eagerly clench down on the object that’s penetrating you. However, even with the pleasant buzz sending tingles of pleasure humming through your abdomen, the vibrator doesn’t compare to the delicious stretch when Marc is seated inside of you. The mere thought of his fat cock spearing you open has your mouth watering as you roll your hips. 
Marc’s name leaves your mouth with a whimper as you begin to imagine the way his balls slap against your ass when he fucks you deep and dirty, the head of his dick pounding against your cervix. At this rate, you’re so desperate to feel him, you’re worried you might end up holding vigil for the rest of his absence bent over naked by your front door. (Marc wouldn’t hesitate to have you right then and there, either. The coat rack in the foyer can certainly attest to Marc’s tendency to lift you up and fuck you against the wall when neither of you have the patience to stumble your way any further into the house.)
“Jesus Christ, baby.”
You startle at the sound of Marc’s voice—it’s too clear to have come from your phone, which fell face down onto the mattress once you began to play with the vibrator. Your heart thrums in your chest, hands slowing to a stop from where you’d been pushing the toy in and out of your entrance as you turn your head. Marc’s leaning heavily against the doorway to your bedroom, and he rakes a hand through his hair as his hooded eyes take in your naked form.
“Marc,” you breathe out. 
He strides over toward the side of the bed, sitting on the mattress beside you and leaning down to brush his nose against yours while running his thumb along your jaw. His familiar, comforting scent envelopes you, and you breathe him in deeply.
His lips find your mouth with a gentle kiss, and he murmurs, “Missed you.”
The nearly forgotten toy continues to buzz as it vibrates inside of you, and you whine in pleasure as Marc licks at the seam of your mouth. 
“Missed you too,” you exhale before relaxing your jaw to let him weave his tongue around yours. 
Marc cups one of your breasts while he kisses you, and you shiver at the feeling of his cold, rough fingers against your warm, soft skin. Pulling away, he glances down to where your hand still holds the toy in a loose grip. 
“Don’t stop on my account,” he says in a husky tone.
Marc’s eyes remain fixed on you as he stands up and unbuckles his belt, and you slowly begin to pump the vibrator in and out of your wet cunt again. The ache between your thighs grows insistent under the heavy weight of his gaze, and you arch your back, writhing from the pleasure that melts into your gut. 
An appreciative groan leaves Marc when you reach up to tease your breasts, and as you glance over at him again, you find that he’s now naked save for his briefs. The head of his leaking cock insistently pokes out from the top, and pre-cum dribbles down the waistband. At the sight of him squeezing his thick shaft firmly through the fabric, you down on your bottom lip.
“Did you come yet?” He asks, still palming himself.
“Not yet,” you pant out.
“Hmm,” Marc comments mildly, letting his cock spring free as he slips off his underwear and climbs up onto the mattress at the foot of the bed. Resting his hands on your knees and spreading your legs even further apart, he adds, “I think you need more to fill you up.”
You nod, far too impatient to feel him inside of you, but when you go to unseat the silicone toy, Marc reaches down to stop you.
“Keep it in,” he says casually. 
You tilt your head in confusion, admittedly unsure of where exactly Marc’s finding the patience not to sheath himself in your channel when you’re right there, dripping and ready for him. 
“But…” you begin to protest, trailing off as Marc scoots in closer and carefully lifts your legs, resting them on his shoulders, nudging his cock against your entrance beside the toy. Thick, hot tension coils in your gut as you realize what he intends to do, and you nearly whimper as you protest, “Marc, it’s not going to fit.”
Marc leans down to press his lips to yours. “You always take me so fuckin’ well, baby. Don’t you want to try?” 
The thought of having the toy and Marc stuffed into your channel at the same time has your head spinning, and you can’t deny how badly you want to feel it. 
“Yes.”
You grip the sheets, and Marc waits until you nod in affirmation before spitting in his palm and coating his shaft in his saliva. He reaches down, pulling the toy halfway out of your hole, and slowly begins to inch his dick in beside it. The stretch burns as your entrance initially protests the added intrusion, but you’re so fucking aroused by the double penetration that the slick arousal that continues to leak out of you is ample help in easing the process along. Once he’s halfway seated in your snug channel, you let out a choked out sob, and Marc pauses, looking down at you in alarm.
“Are you okay?” he asks, voice laced with concern.
You let out a puff of air, wiggling slightly. “I’m good. I just…I’m…” Marc shifts minutely, his cock slipping a bit further inside of you and pulling the vibrating silicone toy along with it, and you whine brokenly, “It feels so fucking good, Marc.”
Marc gives you a wolfish grin, his tongue darting out to wet his lower lip. Amusement rumbles in his chest and sparkles in his eyes as he feels you pushing forward. You’re so goddamn full, you’re fucking cock drunk, and at this point, you just want to completely impale your cunt on his fat dick and the vibrator combined.  
His voice is rough as he replies, “Good girl. Knew you could take it.” The praise shoots down your spine and nestles between your legs, and Marc moans when he feels the way your channel clenches down on his length in response. When he finally bottoms out deep inside of your cunt, swallowed entirely by your warmth, you shudder, letting out a shaky breath. Your nerves thrum in anticipation as Marc stills, his own eyes glazing over at the shared feeling of the vibrator massaging your inner walls while it also buzzes against his shaft.
Canting your hips as best as you can while he’s holding you up, you plead, “Fuck me, Marc.”
Marc squeezes your thighs in response before he begins to move, pulling the vibrator along with him as he slides in and out of your wet heat.
“F-fuck,” you whine, your pussy squelching obscenely as Marc begins to ravage your hole. 
He leans forward, folding your legs close to your chest as he nips at your bottom lip, rolling it between his teeth. 
“Open,” Marc murmurs as his hips snap against you, spearing you with his shaft.
Marc wraps a hand around your neck, squeezing just hard enough to make you gasp as you part your lips for him, and he spits in your waiting mouth. You readily swallow it, licking your lips and letting them drop open once more. Marc tightens his grip as he pounds into you, and you begin to feel pleasantly dizzy as he gives you exactly what you want: another glob of spit aimed for the back of your throat. 
Marc’s thrusts grow more desperate as he starts to jackhammer his cock into you, and the vibrator nearly slips out, but he swiftly reaches down and shoves it back inside of you as hard as he can at the same moment he buries himself to the hilt. You cry out, your legs trembling as you start to lose your composure. He cups the side of your face, pressing his thumb to your lower lip, and you turn your head to pull his middle and pointer fingers into your mouth. Marc’s hips stutter as you bob your head, sloppily sucking on the digits. His other hand finds its way to your mound, fingers applying pressure to your swollen clit, and the heat in your abdomen blazes white-hot. 
“Come on daddy’s cock, baby,” Marc instructs you, watching the way your entire body is quivering from the stimulation.
With two of Marc’s fingers stuffed into your mouth and nearly gagging you, another rubbing circles over your sensitive bundle of nerves, and his cock buried deep in your cunt alongside the thrumming silicone toy, your climax washes over you in a vibrant, writhing wave of pleasure, and a stream of clear liquid gushes out of you and squirts all over him. 
Marc moans as you soak him with your release, the vibrator slipping out of your hole and dropping onto the mattress as your creamy, white fluids drip down his cock. His hands grip your hips tightly as he pounds into you with fervor before finally coming undone, spilling inside of you and filling your cunt with ropes of thick, hot cum. 
You hastily reach down to shut off the vibrator, shoving it aside as Marc puts your legs down and collapses beside you. When he begins to pulls you into his arms, you hear the distinct, breathy sounds of sex coming from somewhere nearby. Marc quirks an eyebrow and reaches a hand out, searching beneath the tangle of blankets and pillows until he finds your phone. 
When he realizes what you were watching, he hums thoughtfully, “Guess we should make some more of these then, huh?”
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A little too real
literally just want desire to give me as a gift to dream for him to use however he wants. and by use i mean use me as a hole
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Too real. I suddenly feel like I’m a Google intern documenting the necessary images for my next meeting at 1:30
being on tumblr desktop version is so fucking funny like girl i’m bloggin’
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heye every one.
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I want one so bad
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I want one so bad
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mandoowhorian · 2 years ago
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Only on tumblr would I
1. See this kind of shit
2. Read every single word of it
How come semi trucks in Europe look like “toot toot :)” and in North America they look like “HONK HOOOOOOOONK >:|”
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Literally sorry to keep begging and I thank all of you who have sent donations. But I just paid rent yesterday and barely had enough to cover the certified check.
Um.
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I truly have no money and no jobs are calling me back. I know it’s a hard time for everyone don’t get me wrong, but this blog is where I have the most followers, so I’m shooting my shot.
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Thank you to all of you for your time.
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i don’t lose hyperfixations they just go dormant until I hear something about it like a sleeper agent
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Octopus cinnamon buns. He’s stuffed with cream cheese frosting for dipping!
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when a relatively unpopular song that you like gets used in a fucking apple commercial or something and now it's blowing up
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this gave me a, no joke, 60 second coughing fit and im still recovering
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Im sorry that I choose my favs with my pussy and not my moral compass. Wish I could be as boring as the rest of you
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jon favreau probably saw the amount of fanfiction set within the razor crest and said “give him a single-seat ship from now on, din doesn’t get bitches at all”
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