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r7leee · 10 days ago
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ROCKET IN A FUCKING WEEK???
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r7leee · 10 days ago
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ya ha rlly funny. funny funny shit dominic
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r7leee · 12 days ago
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WAITTTT OMG
introducing . . . . alien!reader for the MCU.
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her planet’s chosen one — apparently. lover of music (and noise). highly curious. intergalactic clubber. very facially expressive. blazed out drummer. nepo baby. confused, but with her heart in the right place. a failure given a second chance. hopeful. an alien learning about earth as she learns about herself.
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. . . alien!reader who’s quite different from humans. green skin, for one. green blood that has chlorocruorin rather than red blood with hemoglobin. a sensitive nose, attuned to sniff out decay. the strength of a goddess, the ability to pick up any language based off lip to skin contact — not to mention the x-ray vision, super speed, super stamina, the way she delight in eating metal, and the fact that she can shoot laser beams from her fingertips.
. . . alien!reader whose ship got forcibly rerouted and sent to earth on her way home from a rave on another planet. she’s well known in the musical scenes of several solar systems. she even plays in a band. played, rather. she hasn’t seen them since being sent to earth.
. . . alien!reader whose mother is a high priestess, a highly respected icon back at home. they have a rocky relationship, though, since alien!reader’s more interested in music than learning the ways of oneiromancy traditional to your planet. alien!reader’s sort of a nepo baby, coasting off her mother’s position of power whenever trouble comes; she’s looking for a way to be true to herself and her traditions, though.
. . . alien!reader who was sent to earth to fulfill some sort of prophecy revealed by her mother. she only learns the purpose of her ship’s “emergency stop” two months after crashing down in new york, landing in the hudson river. a majority of the message is lost in the damage done to the ship, leaving many questions: what’s the nature of the prophecy? how long must she stay? what should she do?… for now, she’s settled on observing human behavior until she figures things out.
. . . alien!reader whose first two months or so on earth are spent primarily with johnny storm. he’s the one who dragged her out of her ship when she crashed, the one who’s most interested in her, and the one who she first spoke with (in her own language first, which johnny tried and failed to imitate, and then in english, later). he was her first human encounter.
. . . alien!reader who has a nose for sniffing decay as a result of a prion disease native to their planet. the disease forces the body to rot from the inside out, with the brain being the first organ to go. whenever someone says something particularly stupid, she smells them to make sure they aren’t dying.
. . . alien!reader who relaxes the most around sue storm. johnny’s odd sometimes, even by human standards. but sue? she’s all curious, gentle glances, firm but not unkind words… sue reads stories to alien!reader alongside franklin and when alien!reader finally decides to learn english, her first words to sue are: “your voice is, like… a song… to the heart.” alien!reader meant to say her voice is beautiful — sue understands.
. . . alien!reader who ben grimm wasn’t sure about at first. he was cautious around her, only because no one was sure what she could do. he ends up giving alien!reader her first human meal, though, after sue asks him to try and make something for her. ben’s rocky eyebrows raise as she eats the fork alongside the food. she finishes, murmuring something about the food being good. “hungry girl,” he chuckles afterwards, moving to fix her another plate.
. . . alien!reader who drives reed richards a little nuts. she can’t help her fascination with his human science stuff. she likes to touch his equipment and study his equations whenever he’s not looking. he also has a mini-stroke every time she uses 60s slang — “one more time, please. preferably without the… colloquialisms.” — he’s endeared, however, by her interest in the fantastic four and their powers. reed comes to appreciate alien!reader studying him as much as alien!reader appreciates him studying her.
. . . alien!reader who had extraterrestrial edibles on her ship when it crashed down on earth. sue her for living life! the fantastic four managed to salvage some of them from her damaged ship, thinking they were typical treats for her. it doesn’t take long for johnny to realize what they really are and why she smiles so much after eating them.
. . . alien!reader who’s unsure of what the prophecy demands of her. she’s also unsure if she wants to contact her mom about it, given how things are between them… all she’s sure about is the kindness shown to her by man thus far. the fantastic four have housed her and kept her safe since her arrival on earth. alien!reader who decides to stay on the planet a little longer. to study the humans, of course. totally not because she’s having such an interesting time.
i used she/her for convenience but ofc anyone can req for this reader. i imagine she crashes on earth after the events of the movie. um tldr: alien!reader was a nepo baby who ran around getting high with her alien band before her mom sent her to earth. now she’s like “okay i guess i’ll stay for a bit” because the fantastic 4 have been such chill human hosts. posting this b4 i go to work so i can post johnny storm x alien!reader in the evening!!! + my current masterlist.
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r7leee · 16 days ago
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THE IDEAS BREWING IN MY BRAIN RN
ryleee you’re already writing a johnny fic what are you doinggg
… did anyone hear that ? 🤨 no? didn’t think so
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r7leee · 20 days ago
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dominic fike bringing out his kid during lolla makes me cringe in so many ways but i won’t even say anything
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r7leee · 21 days ago
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AWWWW CIZZY BABYYY
listen, fuck "to each their own", sometimes your mutual gets into some batshit insane rarepair that they're a little embarrassed about and it becomes your sworn duty to put on your jester bells and jingle jangle proudly by their side for moral support. don't be a pussy. it's ride or die motherfucker
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r7leee · 24 days ago
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seeing all these johnny fics is great, especially considering the movie came out less than a week ago, but seeing half of them be about him wanting a kid with reader as someone who’s never had the desire to have kids… 😬😬
literally no shade to anyone who’s written that or enjoys it! just not for me, and i’ve gotta move on, i just wanted to express it
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r7leee · 25 days ago
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Omg I literally love all your Dominic Fike posts they are all super amazing. I had an idea that came to mind the other day and it’s like the reader and Dominic are best friends since like they used to be neighbors in Florida, and he invited her to go to tour with him and during the tour bus they start like feeling tension but they also have some cute moments and then they do the wink wink 😉, and it’s all soft and cute.
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how could you stay? | d.f.
yooo welcome back to my yt channel 😸 super cute request, thanks for sending it in anon!
pairing: dominic fike x fem!best-friend!reader
summary: years together had molded you and dominic’s relationship into something unbreakable. so, when you keep getting hints of something more, is it really worth taking the risk?
warnings: cursing, creep looking at reader at the start, only one bed trope 😛, smut!!, first vanilla smut i’ve ever written whaaat, fingering, handjob, cum tasting, friends to ??, that should be it boyz
word count: 4,792, should take about 37 minutes to read!
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TRAMPOLINE RUBBER AND sidewalk chalk. smells any person could associate with their early days, when all that mattered was when the street lights were going to come on. sure, those smells reminded you of that. but more so, they reminded you of him.
it was the early 2000s when you met. his brown curls were an unwieldy mess on his head, yet to grow into their full potential. your first tooth had just fallen out, and the neighborhood kids weren’t sure about you yet.
your dad had secured a new job in sunny florida, far away from where you were born. your parents figured since you were so young, you wouldn’t have any issues adjusting.
for the most part, you didn’t. sure, you had friends in kindergarten, but they weren’t permanent. nobody commits that young. except for you and dominic’s, apparently.
the move from your middle class, suburban home to the lower class neighborhood in naples was a bit odd looking back. but you weren’t at all concerned then. the young kids in the neighborhood were always outside, probably the result of some form of neglect. you didn’t know that then. you were just excited to have some new playmates to spend summer with.
you were six years old and, as any kid was, a ball of energy. on that particular day, your mother was busy with some work business, to which she didn’t want to be bothered. so, she stuck you outside with a pail of sidewalk chalk and a promise to stay where she could see, since the area wasn’t familiar to you yet. and that was good enough for you.
quickly, you got to drawing. “always a creative mind,” you recall your father describing you to relatives and family friends. in reality, your drawings were often indecipherable, but nobody wanted to burst your bubble.
the tree in your front yard provided ample shade as you drew, the simple drawings making the driveway more lively. you were as focused as you could be at that age before you heard a voice from behind you. “hey!”
you turned your head, noticing a boy around your age at the end of your driveway. you hadn’t seen him around before, at least that you could recall. “do you wanna play hide and seek?”
the proposition sounded like an automatic agreement to you, until you remembered what your mom said. “my mommy said i have to stay here,” you told him.
the boy shook his head, pouting. “come on! it’ll be really fun!” that left you conflicted. on one hand, you wanted to respect your mother’s wishes, but on the other, the prospect of a game was too hard to turn down.
so you finally caved. “okay, fine!” you shoved the chalk back into your pail, following him down the street to where the other kids were.
your mother never knew about that first disappearance, but those little rendezvouses became tradition for you. and somehow, they never quite stopped, just evolved. birthday parties, sleepovers, concerts, late night drives, the whole nine.
the older you grew, the more you bonded. you’d seen each other through everything; breaking your toe on the trampoline, dom’s first girlfriend, homelessness, and, most recently, dom’sfresh career as every teenage girl’s favorite new rockstar.
it all happened quicker than you could process, remembering the pubescent boy who’d mindlessly strum his guitar while you lay next to him. now you were helping him with his lyrics, being his plus one in the studio. it was…odd. but in a way you loved.
which is why when he asked if you’d come with him on tour for a bit “just to keep him company,” you jumped to your feet to say yes. seeing the country while spending time with dominic? sounded like a dream to you.
immediately, your other friends were skeptical when you told them. sure, you were working remote, so it wasn’t a huge change, but it was still strange. dropping all your plans for the coming month to live on a tour bus that reeked of alcohol and weed? not everyone would just do that. but apparently you would because you were a good friend. definitely not weird at all.
so, when it came time to hit the road, you were more than ready. you packed two suitcases and a backpack for good measure. the kind of combo that would make dominic roll his eyes and call you a worry wart or some adjacent bullshit.
which is about what happened when you got there.
bright and early, 7 am. you called an uber to the spot where the bus was parked. after getting out, your eyes quickly landed on dominic outside, smoking something you didn’t want to be concerned with right now. you got out, thanked the driver, and headed over.
when dom saw your figure approaching, you could see him smile, even from yards away. bright white teeth that he only really unveiled around you.
he threw the butt of whatever he had on the ground and stomped it out with the heel of his shoe before quickly jogging over to you. “yo, y/n!” he called out. you waved back before he stopped right in front of you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. the interaction sent goosebumps across your skin. “how ya doin’?”
“pretty good,” you replied, shifting the bag you had on your shoulder to a more comfortable position. this, of course, didn’t go unnoticed by dom.
he snorted. “seriously? all this shit?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “even i didn’t bring that much.”
you shook your head, playfully shoving him. “you’d be fucking screwed if you didn’t,” you countered as you started to walk towards the bus.
dominic and you continued your banter until you approached. quickly, you had difficulty hauling your rolling suitcase into the bus. but it didn’t take more than a second for dom to help.
“should’ve thought about this,” he said jokingly, acting like he was so mad about carrying your bags as if he hadn’t chosen to. he didn’t even let you thank him as you got inside, hushing you at the start of the sentence.
you were about to say something to remark, but that’s when you noticed a few other people standing there with you. one of them, a tall, lanky blonde guy, looked between you and dom suspiciously. like he was trying to decipher what was up with you two.
it was silent for a second before dominic piped back up. “oh, ya. y/n, these are my boys. boys, this is y/n. she’s gonna be with us for a month or so.” they all waved hi to you as you greeted them back.
he introduced them all to you separately after you got your bags put away. there was the band, a few crew members, and his manager. they all seemed generous and welcoming, but you couldn’t shake the stares they were giving you. like something about you was off, and they couldn’t quite put their finger on it. you just tried to not think about it.
the first few days of tour were rough. you knew going on this trip would be out of your comfort zone, but you didn’t know it’d be this much of a challenge. sleeping on the bunks was a nightmare, along with the food situation; you yearned for a dinner that wasn’t covered in grease.
but, of course, there were a few bright sides. seeing the big cities you could only dream about, spending time with one of your favorite people. and the shows, obviously. dominic had a way of performing and capturing an audience’s attention that was so effortless, you couldn’t help but be drawn to it every time. like a moth to a flame, watching every show from backstage.
there were some other moments, too. ones that you weren’t quite sure how to categorize, other than the sly smirk dom gave you and the ever so pressing eyes of the crew. ones like the gas station.
it was the first week of the tour. you were still getting adjusted, but for the most part, you were figuring your way around. everyone was huddled in the main part of the bus, on their phones. while a couple held a small conversation, everyone else was silent. until the bus came to a stop.
everyone’s heads darted up to look out the window. it seemed the driver had stopped for gas at a local town. that meant not only a stretch, but also everyone’s dose of junk food, which still sounded appetizing this early into tour.
as the bus stopped, everyone eagerly walked out. you were one of the last to go, busy putting on your comfortable shoes.
the place wasn’t much, just your average gas station with rows of chips, candy, and drink coolers all around. the group of boys quickly flooded the small building, grabbing different items.
you were by one of the coolers, grabbing a soda. or about to. your eyes flitted over all the options before you felt a hand on your shoulder. you didn’t even need to look, the callouses confirming it was dominic.
but you turned around anyway. his frame towered over you as he leaned in close. “don’t look now, but there’s a guy in the front eyeing you like fuckin’ candy.”
you immediately ignored dominic’s words and tried to peek behind him. i mean, who wouldn’t? you caught a glimpse of who you assumed was the guy. his eyes were trained on the two of you in a way that made you want to crawl behind a counter to protect yourself. everything about him was uncomfy.
your body moved back to its original position against your best friend. “just act like i’m your boyfriend or somethin’,” he suggested. a genius move you never could’ve imagined he could come up with.
there wasn’t much time for debate, so you went with it, turning back around to the fridge. you picked up two bottles of soda mindlessly, then turned back to dom. “which one?” you asked, holding them both up for him to see.
dominic took a step back and faked a puzzled expression theatrically. “how about both?” he said with a smile.
you shook your head, sighing. “your morals are gonna get you down some day.” the way you were speaking was so unlike the two of you, but it somehow felt peaceful. domestic. you tried to eliminate the thought from your mind.
dominic chuckled, shaking his head. “well, you’re not exactly stopping me,” he said, slipping an arm around your waist. why you felt your hair stayed on end when he did, you weren’t sure.
you almost kept staring at his hand before you looked up. “you want anything to eat?”
it seemed he was also staring, taking a second to process your question “hm? oh. ya.” he cleared his throat and guided you with him to the chip aisle.
you glanced to where the man was before, just to see if he was still there. luckily for you, he wasn’t. you quickly removed yourself from dominic’s grip, sighing slightly.
he turned his head at the lack of contact, eyebrows furrowing. “he’s gone,” you explained.
you weren’t sure what you saw in his eyes, but they didn’t look normal. “oh,” he mumbled. he stood there for a few seconds, debating what do do. “uh…you should put this back.” he held out the bottles of soda to you. you just nodded and walked back to the coolers.
that wasn’t the only time you felt something drift, but with it being the first, it was the one that dwelled on you the most. you weren’t sure how you felt. sure, you had a feeling in your chest like that before, but dom was your friend. that wasn’t supposed to happen with friends.
but after consoling him in his dressing room before shows, being the person he ran to after them, him buying you things without asking, and him staying up with you late, it all felt so personal. romantic, even.
it all came to an odd acceleration a few days before you were supposed to leave.
it was the end of july. the houston show was quick on the horizon as the month closed out. thankfully, a hotel was booked, so you could get an actual good sleep for once.
but the tour manager wasn’t accounting for you when the rooms were booked, meaning you had to share one with dominic. with only one bed.
now, normally, this would be fine; you two had been friends since high school, so sleeping in the same room together was bound to happen. the issue, though, was that it was never in the same bed.
even if you and dominic never dated, your parents still weren’t convinced you weren’t lying to your advantage. so, whenever he came over, the two of you were to never sleep in the same bed. and they checked, too. that mentality never changed as you got older, usually leading to the both of you sleeping on the couch.
so when the two of you walked into the room together, oblivious, to spot one mattress, both of your stomachs sunk. because it would be fine if it weren’t for the circumstances leading up to it. the bus had been exhausting; neither of you wanted to take the fall this time.
you looked between the two of you, eyes flickering to his face and back to the bed. “uh…i can-” you started before abruptly being cut off.
“no, ‘s fine. i can sleep on the couch.” normally, you would’ve protested, but you really didn’t wanna be the one to have to do it.
“you sure?” you asked.
he nodded, lightly shoving you. “yes. stop asking before i change my mind.” you snickered, raising your hands in defense before walking over to the bed.
it was late, meaning the two of you didn’t have time to get into any trouble like you usually did. so the second you figured out the sleeping situation, you went to the bathroom to do your night routine, then subsequently fell onto the bed.
the bedding was like a pile of clouds; such an upgrade from the tour bus bunks. you swore you could’ve fallen asleep right then and there, and you almost did. if it weren’t for that one thing.
you felt unbelievably bad for dom. sure, you didn’t exactly offer the bed to him, but it still gnawed at you, knowing he probably needed the rest more than you did. and that feeling only grew when you heard him tossing and turning on the small couch.
you couldn’t relax. you weren’t sure how long it’d been since you laid down, but after some time, you propped yourself up on your elbows. “you wanna come up here?” you asked, voice hoarse.
dom stirred a bit before propping himself too. “hm?” he grunted.
you laughed softly. “you can come sleep up here,” you reassured him.
it clearly took him a few seconds to process what you said before he responded. “no. ‘s goo-”
“please. just come up here.” it was the only thing that would give you peace of mind.
he shuffled for a second, muttering things you couldn’t quite make out, before he stood up and walked over. you scooted to the other side of the bed as dominic slid in on the other side.
immediately, it was awkward; the proximity was weird for you two. you thought it’d eventually go away, but even after a few minutes, you felt as stiff a board, and you weren’t sure why. you were comfortable with him, so why was this happening?
it felt he was the same way too; unmoving and rigid. you decided to try and make some conversation to lighten this whole thing up. “have we like…never shared a bed before?”
a couple seconds of silence. “i don’t think so,” he replied. “just slept on the floor together a few times.”
you laughed, remembering the nights you used to have. getting blackout drunk and falling asleep on the floor, too tired to make it to the bed. and though you couldn’t see it, you swore there was a smile across his face right then.
“ya, ya,” you said. there was a silence there again. the soft buzz outside the hotel was the only thing keeping you from a lack of sound.“you ever think our parents thought we were lying about not dating?” you didn’t mean anything by it. just an innocent, late night thought. or so you thought.
you felt dom rustle beside you. “maybe.” he paused, trying to come up with more to say. “we would’ve been good.”
those few words made something in the air shift. you didn’t have a doubt you could both feel it. “you think we can still be good?” you asked the question before you could even think. it slipped out of your mouth, the ultimate betrayal.
when he didn’t respond, you knew you messed up. might as well buy your own ticket and fly back out by now. block his number, never see him again, mourn to your fri- “dunno. you wanna find out?”
you weren’t sure you were hearing him right. it was some hallucination to fill your empty brain, right? but when you turned to face him, there was an expression on his face you knew he couldn’t just make up. it was dead set determination.
and you knew you’d be an idiot to not act on this. so you muttered a soft “ya,” and leaned in for a kiss. just a soft peck.
if you were being honest, you’d had your fair share of crushes on dominic. there were so many times you were head over heels for him, you’d lost track. but, eventually, they’d all wither away. it would never happen.
even when you weren’t vowing your true love to him, sometimes you’d drift off, thinking about the little things. what his lips would feel like against yours. so if the younger you could look forward to here, in this very hotel room, she’d probably lose her shit.
you could feel your heart beating in your chest even from the one simple kiss. you pulled away after a second, thinking it was a mistake, but you were taken aback by his hand on the back of your head, pulling you back in. that made your stomach do somersaults.
a part of you was shocked that this was going down, but another was saying this was bound to happen. that you two were so close to something for all your lives, but it only took this to break the iceberg.
you slipped into his lap like you belonged there, causing dom to sit up. you weren’t sure where to put your hands, too busy focusing on your best friend’s lips on yours. eventually, they landed on his shoulders, coming up to play with the gentle curls around the nape of his neck. his lips shuttered slightly but went right back to work.
it was like everything in the past twenty years you’d know him was spilling out. all the late night talks that were a little too romantic, the way he couldn’t go a day without talking to you, how everything had a certain edge to it.
you could feel it even more when his lips fell apart from yours to trail down the column on your neck. sloppy, open-mouthed kisses, that, sure, were dirty, but had a searing passion behind them.
he made sure to take his time. he didn’t want to rush into anything you didn’t want. the lighting was dim, but you could make out his bright, eager eyes looking up at you as he moved down, down, down. to your shoulder, to your collarbone, down to where your tank top cut off.
it was then he realized he wasn’t asking about any this, just going on a whim. but it only took you a nod and you starting to pull up your shirt for him to be put at ease.
you were just about to slip the fabric above your head before you were cut off. “nonono,” dominic rushed out. “i got’chu.” and you weren’t one to deny when he was offering help. so you sat there like a perfect, porcelain doll on his lap while he slowly pulled the shirt up.
when it was off, he dropped the tank top to the side of the bed. really, he wasn’t focused on it; he was too focused on you. on breathtaking, funny, gorgeous you.
he felt his breath hitch in his throat as he just stared like you were the most important thing in the world. you were going to quip with a snarky remark, but it died before it could even come up. the moment was too raw for something like that.
his eyes raked over your figure like you were some goddess. “even better than i imagined,” he mumbled softly. like the air was being ripped from his lungs.
“so you’ve imagined?” you couldn’t help yourself.
he chuckled softly in response. “what, you haven’t?” that backed you into a corner. you just looked away, blush creeping to your cheeks. “hey.” his hand came up to tilt your chin back to its original position. you swore you were going to faint. “never said that was a bad thing.”
before you could chime in, he continued. just kept trailing down your body. his lips found their way down your cleavage and across the expanse of your tummy.
your fingers remained in his hair, ever so slightly tugging at his curls. he let out a sharp inhale every time. it made the corners of your lips curl up.
when dom finally reached the waistband of your pants, he looked up at you again. the question was evident in his eyes with the innocence of a doe. you giggled at the sight. “take them off,” you mumbled, voice slightly scratchy.
he didn’t need to be told twice. the shorts you were wearing were immediately pulled down and next to your forgotten tank top on the floor. you were left in just your panties. and somehow, you didn’t feel exposed. just normal.
his head rested on your thighs, continuing to drink in your body. he’d been missing out for years. he laid still like that for so long, you thought that’d be it: you two falling asleep with his head nuzzled there. but his words eventually drifted to you. “wanna make you feel good. that okay?”
your stomach fell to your knees again. you just nodded. “more than okay,” you responded. with a shit-eating grin on his face, he immediately went to pull your panties to the side. but when he got a glimpse, the smirk was wiped away and replaced with a look that made it seem like he came on the spot.
“shit,” he mumbled lowly.
“don’t worry, she doesn’t bite,” you teased, which in turn, made dom look back up at you.
“ya, i’m sure, but you might.” before you had time to respond, his fingers found your clit, rubbing softly. your head tilted back, even if the pressure was light.
“fuuuuck, straight to the point, are we?” you drawled out. you could feel straight electricity course through you.
he shrugged, fingers now trailing down your lips and to your sopping cunt. “thought that’s how you liked it.”
and straight to the point he was, because the second he reached your pussy, he pushed in. two fingers slid in with ease, causing the breath to leave your lungs. your hands gripped onto the sheets. “fuck,” you mumbled. you could see a hint of dom’s smile at that.
his fingers were unsurprisingly talented, finding their way in and out, in and out, in and out. and even then, it felt like he was just testing the waters.
he stroked your walls at a slow pace as not to overwhelm you all at once. even if it was slow, it felt good. the pleasure flooded through your body undoubtedly, making your breath a little uneven.
his rhythm never faltered, focusing on you. he noticed every little gasp, every reaction to use to his advantage. “that feel good?” he still asked, to which you always let out a shaky “ya.”
it was raw, in its purest form. just you in your hotel room, too blissed out to think. you could hear your juices slap against your pussy and you swore it was the hottest thing ever. you just laid there and took it.
he kept up well, but after a minute of this, you got an idea. “dom.”
immediately, he stopped, fearing he was doing something wrong. “mhm?”
you smiled at his reaction before glancing down at him. you could see the obvious bulge in his pants. “need help with that?”
he looked down, almost like a curious dog. it was like he didn’t even notice until then, and maybe he didn’t. “oh.” his head shot back up. “i mean, only if you want to.”
“i do.” your response was quick, not a second too late. you shifted a bit towards him. “you can still touch me. we can do it together, ya?”
his eyes lit up instantly. with a sharp nod, he agreed.
dominic practically slivered out of his boxers, probably choking the damn thing, before he laid back. both of you were naked in front of each other. what a ride.
and boy, was it better than you (admittedly) imagined. eight whole inches standing stiff in front of you. “what?” dom’s voice broke the air. you glanced up at him. “is it bad?”
you snickered at that. “don’t make it weird,” you protested softly.
he gave you an expression that read “seriously?” “oh, so now it’s weird?” he asked. if you weren’t any better, you’d shove him back. but you had business to attend to, and now wasn’t the time to be pissing him off.
so you leaned down between the two of you and took the shaft into your hand. you immediately felt a prominent vein on one side. you wished you could see better in the lighting.
he let out a shaky breath, something you never thought you’d hear from him other than when you scared him when he wasn’t looking.
like clockwork, his hands fell back on your pussy while yours worked his dick. the room was full of heavy breathing and held back moans, trying to not get a noise complaint from anyone.
his fingers were tantalizingly good, making you want to fall back against the bed and buck your hips, but you had a job to do. honestly, you could barely even feel his dick in your hands. you were too focused on the sweet stretch of dom’s digits inside you. you were praying to every deity you were doing good.
but when his fingers started to curl? you were done for. you had to muster every bit of strength to not collapse on the bed right then. your strokes were getting lazy, even if you were trying to keep up. maybe dom was feeling the same way, but you didn’t even notice. all you knew is nobody had touched you like this before.
nobody was able to spread you open like this. nobody was able to make you focus on every little movement, make you start bouncing a bit for more.
you weren’t sure how much time had passed, but after a bit, your breath came out unsteady. you felt a heat start to coil in your gut, ready to come undone any minute now. “fuck,” you mumbled. “dom, i’m close,” you barely managed to sputter you.
“ya? me too.” you could hear him start to pant now. “‘s it corny if we cum together?”
now wasn’t the time for jokes, but you couldn’t help but have a shaky laugh fall past your lips. “fuck that. let’s just do it.”
so you did. noises got louder, movements sped up, and eventually, you came. if it weren’t for you busying yourself, you would’ve fallen back on the bed. but for then, you stuck to falling forward and weakly stroking up and down against the shaft.
dom came at roughly the same time as you. you felt the thick spurts of seed slide down his dick and into your hand. the second he was done and palmed through it, you fell forward onto dom’s body.
he lazily laughed in response as he fell back as well. the two of you caught your breath together, laying limp on the bed like a couple of cats. it was almost comedic.
after a second, dominic brought his fingers to his mouth. with a loud, exaggerated sucking sound, he lapped all your juices off your fingers. he pulled them out with a “pop!” “you taste good,” he said, and you could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
in turn, you brought your own palm up to your mouth and licked the remnant off. “so do you,” you declared. it caused the two of you to go into a fit of giggles, still naked next to each other. because who would you be if you couldn’t find a joke in every little thing.
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r7leee · 25 days ago
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"Johnny loves space, Johnny loves women"
he's so real. talk your shit king
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r7leee · 26 days ago
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and i’m falling for it
it’s the summer of superfantastic ig.
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r7leee · 28 days ago
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love saying "question mark?" out loud when I'm talking about something i'm unsure of
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r7leee · 29 days ago
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rylee pls pls PLEASE write for brandon i LOVE BETWEEN FRIENDS and they're both so sexy its insane
OH MY GOD SOPH DON’T PLAY
you just get cooler and cooler wtf
also you’re so right wtf trying not to bust looking at sav is an olympic sport. but uh ya i probs will now thx for the encouragement!!
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r7leee · 29 days ago
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does anyone on this app know who this gorgeous man is and if you do should i write for him
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r7leee · 1 month ago
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yes definitely listen to the whole blush album!!! it's no skips fs fs and theyre already working on a second one. also ur so right abt them being edible i wanna eat geezer soo bad and doggy's like a crunchy watermelon yk??? well anywho love u queen hope ur well 💋💋
NO CAUSE LITERALLY SO RIGHT a watermelon is so spot on
but yesyes still haven’t listened to blush but i probably will VERY soon
i’m working on the next fic so hopefully it’s worth the wait, but ya, love you too soph 🫶🏻🫶🏻
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r7leee · 1 month ago
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@cizzy04 and i watched night at the museum for the first time purely for jedediah and octavius. did NOT dissapoint
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r7leee · 2 months ago
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hey baddie have u listened to blush or doggy yet??? if so what are ur thoughts cause ik a lot of dom fans didn't like kevin's verse on geezer but i think its fun and silly anyways glad ur active and same with our boy dom
HI SOPH 🤗
i have actually, but only the songs with dom on it cuz i’m a fucking idiot and thought the whole album would be with dom 😔
so when it dropped i got pissed and i’m petty so i haven’t listened to it all yet, but there’s no doubt in my mind it’s good, kevin knows what’s UP
also i had no idea people didn’t like kevin’s verse? i mean i get why but i thought it was funny as shit 😭 hearing that at 8 in the morning after it dropped was so funny bro
but ya, geezer and doggy are SO good…like, REALLY good
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cough cough
so is maroon but idk something about the other two is just like edible yk? but ya, i’m glad to be back too. thanks for sliding in !
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r7leee · 2 months ago
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girl stop it
how are you so talented?? your writing is AMAZING
STOPPP YOU’RE GONNA MAKE ME GIGGLE N SHIT 😻😻
love you bitch <3
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