redledsandharrystyles

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i just want a girl to sit on my face. is that too much to ask?

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The Storm

pairing: enemies to lovers - college!Peter Parker x Reader: 18+

Word Count: 8k

summary: Peter Parker was the last person you wanted to be partnered with for your class presentation. Now you were forced to spend the day with him but your loathing soon turns into something quite different when the day is over.

a/n: thank you for the request! i went a little overboard with how long this rq is lol but i hope you enjoy it!! [ask is posted below]

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Kinktober 2022

Prompt: Dry Humping

Pairing: Peter Parker x afab!reader

Summary: Peter doesn’t think he could come from just dry humping, you prove him wrong.

18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI

Authors note: personally i thought of tasm!peter while writing this but any of them can work. this is basically 2am thoughts, not edited.

“i’m sorry, but there’s no fucking way someone could make me come from dry humping me.” peter splutters a laugh.

for the last hour, the two of you had been laughing over your tragedy of a love life.

���i mean, you totally would after a while, but he came after like two minutes of me grinding on him,” you wipes the tears from your eyes. “honestly it’s kinda flattering.” getting up to grab a drink from the fridge, peter narrows his eyes at you.

“i mean, i don’t think i could come from dry humping. like i don’t care how hot the girl is, there’s no way,” he laughs again.

“i don’t know parker,”

“what do you mean you don’t know? grinding with clothes on doesn’t even feel that good,”

“i bet i could make you come,” the room falls silent, and glancing at peter you realise his baffled look. “what? i wasn’t saying i will, i was saying i could.” you nonchalantly resume your position on the sofa, pulling open the tab of your soda

“sorry to bruise your ego, but there’s literally no way. maybe after like an hour, but i doubt you’d make it that long without begging me to fuck you,” it was your turn to be surprised. you’d never felt like this before, or at least not because of peter.

well, of course there was that time he walked out of the shower dripping, towel hung low. oh and there was that time he gave you a hickey, as a dare of course. there’s no way peter fucking parker, your best friend, was turning you on. right?

“so you’re saying, if i got on top of you right now, there’s no way you’d come.” you’re smirk was so strong it almost hurt your cheek.

“that’s exactly what i’m saying”

“then let’s test out your theory”

before he can even blink, you’ve swung a leg over his lap, now straddling him.

“you can tell me if you want me to get off.” you stare at each other, almost daring the other to break.

“i mean, if this is the only way we can see who’s right, we have to do it i guess,” his eyes are glassy and pupils blown out. beneath your cunt a small twitch bellows from beneath his pants.

you hop off his lap, shimmying down your jeans. peters look of bewilderment dialled up even more, if that was even possible.

“it’s not fair with jeans on,” you strip down to a pair of pink panties, lace trimming the edges.

“what? that’s cheating…” peter says barely above a whisper as you reach for the loop of his belt.

now both pants-less, you sit back on his lap, and he hisses as your heat sits on the thin layer between his cock

“it’s not too late to admit that you would come from dry humping” you taunt, pushing down slightly.

“never.”

you start slow, moving rhythmically along his dick, feeling every vein through the thin undergarments

peters eyes close and he throws his head back

“shit. i wasn’t expecting it to feel like this.” a particularly well placed grind makes him thrust up, hitting your clit just right

an almost pornographic moan leaves your chest, making peter moan in turn.

your grinding becomes faster, harder, and in tandem with peters thrusts

“sure you won’t come?” you trail your nails over his chest, asking for permission to take his shirt off.

he pulls it off in one swift movement before answering. “i told you. never.” his brown locks stick to his forehead, a thin layer of sweat sheathing his skin

the now accessible skin of his chest is now free real estate, and the trailing of your nails, gently drifting over his nipples down to his happy trail seems to be torturing him.

it annoys you though that he won’t look at you, opting to throw his head back, eyes closed.

it does however, give you an idea

you practically rip your shirt off, stiff nipples pointing straight up.

“pete, look at me,”

and now he can’t keep his eyes off you.

as if he’s never seen tits before, his eyes boggle as you continue sliding your cunt up and down.

a mixture of his precum and your wetness aids these movements, and peter thinks he could die happily right now.

but he remembers why this is all happening in the first place.

he can’t come

but he needs to come.

the slick, dirty sounds that come from below, the smell, the sensation, it’s all too much for poor pete.

“touch me,” you whisper, attempting to maintain dominance, but it’s getting hard to focus on anything with the coil building up in your stomach

peters shaky hands palm your tits, pinching your nipples and caressing your side.

“i can’t.. s’ too much..” he struggles to speak as your grinding gets deeper, shifting angles slightly.

“what’s too much. spit it out baby,”

“m’ gonna cum,” peters never felt this before. he’s been with girls. he’s fucked girls. and yet nothing has felt this overwhelming, this overstimulating, this good.

“come for me peter. i want you to come on my pussy.”

a warm burst hits your core as you spasm on his dick. your simultaneous orgasms hit like a tonne of bricks. the thick spurts of cum soak your underwear, more than previously thought possible.

you rest your head on peters shoulder, gasping for air.

“told you so,”

“fuck you,”

“next time.”

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could you pls write a blurb about reader teaching eddie how to eat pussy?

uhm . ye s

gif by general-kenobis

content warnings: oral (afab reader receiving), eddie discovers he has a praise kink lmao

"what?" you stare at him, mouth agape, head cocked forward, with a weird tingle withering in between your legs at the mere sound of the words coming out of his mouth.

"i want to be good at it, y'know," he fumbles with the ring on his middle finger nervously. "for when i actually get a girlfriend."

you could tell he had been gathering the courage to tell you this all day, but he waited until you two had your daily after-school smoke session. his small bedroom room was starting to fill more and more with smoke as you passed the large joint back and forth. you sat on opposite corners of his bed from each other.

you find yourself speechless just in time for him to hand you the joint. you take a long hit as he looks at you expectingly. when you don't say anything after you let out the cloud of smoke, he throws his hands in the air. "so?"

you sigh, "okay, buddy. you're lucky i know what i'm doing down there." then hand him the j.

eddie's brows raise as his head tilts down curiously, "oh? so you've... done stuff down there?" he brings the joint to his mouth and sucks.

you laughed and rolled your eyes at him as you started to unbutton your jeans. "yeah, munson, i've done stuff down there, try not cream your pants."

–

he was lying on his stomach, head between your legs, already a little hard just from his face being so close to your naked cunt.

you sigh, nerves in your stomach suddenly forming. you didn't realize how intimate this would be for some reason. you decided to only look at it through an educational lens. you were helping a friend, that's all.

"okay, um, i guess just start with your fingers." you say, peering down at him, torso propped up with your elbows. "but don't go.. in. just start around there."

he hovers his hand so close to your skin you can feel it's warmth. eddie's big brown eyes are bigger than ever as he looked at you, brow curving upward, waiting for your approval.

"yup, just uh, whatever feels right. i'll.. correct you." you wished you didn't sound so awkward.

three fingers spread your folds and explore the damp skin of your pussy. he goes slow, moving up and down around your labia, looking at you to tell him what to do next.

"right, so," you reach down and grab his wrist, guiding the tips of his fingers about three and a half inches upward, where your clit it. you exhale at the small sensation, "that little bead right there is my clit.” eddie's hand stays in its place when you let go of his arm. "that's very important."

eddie nods, making the same motions as before but this time over your clit. you breath hitches as he goes at a tortuously slow pace, relaxing your arms and resting back onto eddie's pillows. "so, uh," you swallow, eyes fluttering shut. "yeah, that's... that's good."

he grins at your reaction. "wow, okay," you hear him mutter to himself. "what if i..." his voice trails as he picks up the pace.

a moan escaped from your lips before you can think to stop it. "y-yeah, mm," you begin to pant, until the pressure on your clit suddenly stops. you tilt your head forward to look at eddie, "why'd you stop?"

"you were supposed to teach me oral, remember?" his lip twitches into a small smile. "but i can keep going, if you really want me to."

"no, you're right." you feel your cheeks start to warm, and you try to remember exactly when the power dynamics switched here. "i mean, you basically do what you were doing with your tongue."

eddie chuckled, "that's it?"

"well- okay. i can't really explain it." you sighed, searching your brain to describe a sensation that felt indescribable. then you got an idea. you sit up a bit, "give me your hand."

eddie didn't even question you, just reaches up and holds his hand over your chest. you grab his pointer, and bend it so his knuckle right above his ring protrudes. god, were his hands always this fucking sexy?

you look to eddie, who looks utterly clueless as to what your about to do. "so you just, y'know..." you look again at the knuckle as you bring it to your lips and begin to suckle at it, practically making out with it.

you peer up at eddie, who's dumbstruck expression has faded into avid focus on his knuckle— until he sees you staring at him. when he stares back, you freeze. your mouth releases from his hand gently as you blink at him.

eddie swallows, "you want me to try that?" he practically whispers.

you give the smallest possible nod, humming a "mmhm" just loud enough for him to hear.

he holds onto your gaze has he lowers his face, spreading your folds with his tongue. he starts with simply brushing over your clit with his tongue, causing a huff out of you. you hear him mumble something but can’t quite make it out.

"what did you say?" you ask.

he pulls his mouth away, "you're wetter. than before."

your mouth falls agape, a bit aghast by his words. then he -very slowly at first- mimics just what you were doing to his knuckle right on your clit.

your head falls back onto the pillows, but you're still holding onto his hand. you have to bend your leg extra wide so his shoulder can fit between your thighs. "oh god, that's really good eds." you say, a little breathless. you squeeze his hand every time he hits just the right spot, noises spilling from your mouth beyond your control.

eddie is rolling his hips into the mattress, also beyond his control. his groin starts to ache from how hard he is, but he doesn't care. all he cares about is earning another praise from your mouth about how good he's doing. he pays close attention to each little tug you give his fingers, each little whimper, so he can drive you closer to your climax.

"shit, eddie, holy fuck," you can't help but laugh, but this only causes him to suck harder onto your clit, your smile contorting into a gasp.

your full on moaning with each wave of pleasure that hits you at this point, squeezing his fingers with one hand and reaching down with the other to guide his head into a pounding rhythm.

eddie feels you grind against his face and he groans into your pussy, the vibrations sending a shock through your body. "i'm gonna cum, eddie, don't stop." you beg.

he doubles down and sucks even harder, and your back arches. a white hot pleasure washes over you as you writhe against his mouth, his eyes glued to you as he watches you cum. you feel him groan again against your clit, and your shoulders twitch from oversensitivity.

when he pulls away, a goatee of arousal coats his face. as you catch your breath, you lazily reach toward his lips and wipe a bit of wetness off with your thumb, then bring it back to your mouth to taste yourself. "so what was all this talk about getting a girlfriend?"

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Alone with….him-S.H.

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Summary: You get locked in a store with Steve(thanks to him being an idiot) and you’re not sure how long it’ll take to get out…but something else gets out before you guys do. Thankfully it stops your arguing and hate for each other.

Warnings n stuff: 18+, steve harrington, female!reader, smut, a little fluff, takes place during S4 or after(?(but it’s not canon or storyline related)), NO ST4 SPOILERS(except for eddie being in this), face sitting, oral(fem receiving obviously), dirty talk, some tension, unprotected sex, creampie, bruising, scratching, hair pulling, biting, a little smacking(not on face), pretend there are like no cameras or security at all in the shop they’re in lmao, let me know if i missed anything!!!

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This is great, hence the sarcasm. Why in the hell did you choose to go with Steve and not Robin when you split up?? Now you’re stuck with him inside of a locked store, in the new mall- which is nowhere near as big as Starcourt was. “Well this is fucking lovely.” You grumble as you slide down the wall. You four(including Eddie) snuck in to gather some things for an upcoming adventure with the crew, and you chose to all split up. Robin and Eddie went their way onto the other side of the mall, while you and Steve came this way. Steve was supposed to hold the door open but got distracted and it shut on you guys.

“You know, you’re the biggest fucking idiot.” “Yeah you’ve told me a few times.” He replies as he sits down beside you against the wall. You groan, frustrated because you have no way to contact the other two. You’ll be lucky if they stumble across you two- maybe they will- but even if they do, it’ll be another hour or two. “I just- you could've just held the door…!!!” “I’m aware of that, Y/n!!! Thanks for the reminder!!” Steve shouts a little and you huff. “You’re such a dick, Harrington.” Steve rolls his eyes and you just can see him do so from the little bit of light that’s within the store.

Some time goes by and you’ve heard no one on the other side of the door. “We could always break it open??” “With what? The office is locked in the back, and this is a snack shop!” You exclaim, pure bitterness in your tone. Steve tenses his jaw, “why do you hate me? What did i do to you?” He asks, and you turn to lay on the carpet beneath you guys. You sigh and pull at the carpets loose strings. “Honestly, nothing. I just- can’t stand you sometimes. You’re an idiot who i wish would shut the fuck up because you talk too much.” “Ouch, that’s too far, y/n.” Steve says as he lays beside you. His face is turned towards yours, but your eyes are focused on a display so you can’t see him. His eyes trace every feature of your face, smiling a little.

“Sometimes….and you can slap me if this is too much, but honestly- you argue with me so much and it aggravates me that you’re right so often, that i want to sit on your face to shut you up.” You murmur, but it’s quiet enough in the store for Steve to hear exactly what you say. Steve’s eyes widen and he can’t believe what he just heard. “What???!” You turn to face him, a heat creeping up your cheeks. You’ve always found him attractive, but you thought he was out of your league in high school. Oh boy, were you fucking wrong. He’s the biggest dork ever. “You heard me..” You reply, and Steve’s mouth goes dry, but he still tries to swallow. “Then why don’t you?” It’s your turn for your eyes to go wide, not expecting that type of come back- maybe him bashing you for what you said, but not him agreeing and asking you basically to. “I’ve always thought differently though. I think about…fucking you so hard you forget how to speak.” He chuckles out this time, and your thighs press together. Steve catches that, and he smirks. “Oh? You’d like that?” He gets cocky and you groan, sitting up. “Shut the fuck up, Harrington.” “Make me.” Is all he says.

That’s all you need for Steve to say before you strip your pants off and hover over his face, panties still on. His hands grip your thighs as he looks up at you, then to your covered pussy. His breathing increases and his fingertips dig into your skin. “I’m dreaming, right?” He asks with a chuckle, and you roll your eyes. “Are you gonna….start?” You ask with a smirk and he rolls his eyes this time. Steve then brings you down close to his face and licks over the fabric, right where your clit is. Your breath hitches and you moan ever so softly. Steve thinks it’s the most beautiful sound, ever. You sound like an angel. He then takes the tip of his tongue and nudges over where your clit is, his brown eyes peering up at you to see your reaction. “Steve…” You groan in slight annoyance, your eyes hazing over. He chuckles and lightly smacks your ass, signaling for you to get off and take the panties off. You do so immediately. You toss your panties onto your jeans and then hover over his face again, but this time Steve gives you no preparation and just pulls you down hard and eagerly onto his face, his tongue lapping at you hungrily. “Oh fuck!” You moan, loving the way his tongue feels against your pussy, and Steve’s enjoying the way you taste. He can’t get enough of your sweetness.

“Who knew you had- oh god- such a good mouth??!” You moan out, his fingers digging into your thighs and soon enough your ass cheeks when he moves them. He rocks you against his face and all you can do is moan as he sucks and licks at your clit, along with your entrance as he collects all of your arousal up. Your hands find his hair and you tug, riding his face as he moves you back and forth, your thighs feeling the bruising already from his hold, your hips will feel the same tomorrow. “Steve!!” You moan, and he gently bites your clit before he moves his hands further up and cradles you as he maneuvers you so that you’re on your back now. Steve is laying on his stomach as he looks up at you from in between your thighs. Your hands pull at his hair and he groans into your cunt, slurping at it messily. “Fuck….please!” You whine with your head thrown back, your thighs daring to close around his head. Steve then smacks your thigh and you jolt, not expecting it but loving it nonetheless, and he moves up your body, breathless and the lower half of his face covered in your slick- his lips shiny and red. “Maybe since you got your way, maybe I can get mine now? I want you cumming around me this time, want to feel you.” He groans as he hovers above you, his face inches from yours. You connect your lips, giving him the signal that he can continue, and Steve yanks his pants down while you’re kissing.

He’s eager, hard, and his cock is leaking precum. When he gets his pants down his thighs, you wrap your legs around his waist and his cock nudges your pussy lips. “Oh…please?” He smirks at your pleading and bites your neck, kissing over the mark before he makes more. “Someone wants me now? You want me?” “Want your cock….there’s a diff- oh shit!” You moan, interrupted when he slips the head in, your puss fluttering and gripping it which makes him moan against your neck. You lift his shirt up and dig into his back, ready for him to push in more. One of his arms stays by your head as he keeps himself up above you, the other goes under your shirt and finds your breast, pulling your bra down so that he’s able to play with your nipple. “Want more??” You shake your head, nodding vigorously. “Yes, please.” You whine and Steve kisses you, his tongue slipping into your mouth as he slips into you. You can taste yourself on his tongue., and you can feel every inch, and every vein as he pushes in slowly. You moan into the kiss, your pussy gripping him like a vice, sucking him in even further. Your nails dig into him even harder, creating red jagged marks as you both get further lost into each other.

“Fuck….you feel so good.” He stutters and moans out, pulling away from your face beforehand, just admiring you beneath him. You swallow and lean up, kissing his neck, nibbling and biting too as you work your way up to his ear. “You feel…amazing.” You breathlessly say and Steve nearly cums from your voice and the fluttering of your pretty pussy. “Shit…you’ve no idea how long-.” “You’ve wanted this…? Me too. Please move?” You whisper against his neck in a blissed out voice- wanting more, that’s evident-, and thankfully he obliges. Steve begins to move his hips as you dig your nails into his skin and make marks on his neck with your mouth. “Fuck, better than i could’ve dreamt of.” “Bigger than I imagined.” You bite back, his ego boosted as he picks up speed. One of your hands then takes perch into his hair and entangles with the locks. Steve groans, low and desperate as he fucks into you while you pull his hair. “Shit…do it again.” He pants out as his hand moves to your hip, grabbing harshly as he pushes you further into the carpet, neither of you even caring about the burning from the floor against your skin. “Steve! Just like that, yes, please please please!!” You beg, feeling yourself getting closer and closer as he punctuates his thrusts. You pull his hair, again and again, harder and you can’t help but become more aroused from the sounds he elicits from his fucking mouth. He sounds so fucking good, feels just as good too. “So fucking….pretty. You look so fucking pretty, princess.” He grunts out, the name just slipping from his mouth and you moan at it. The way he grunts it out, the way he looks above you, some of his hair sticking to his forehead as he fucks you. It’s all too much, and you can’t help but nearly scream and shake as you cum around his cock suddenly.

Steve then buries his face into your neck after he sees your eyes roll back, your mouth dropping open to call out his name. He then cums as well, his cock throbbing and spurting cum into you, so much of it, filling you up to the brim. And when he’s finished, the only thing you can hear is the sound of both of your pants and breaths mixing. “Shit, that was fucking good.” You chuckle as you comb your fingers through his disheveled and messy big hair. Steve smiles and kisses your neck all the way up to your cheek and lips, melting into you, and then….you hear a knock. Two knocks, and then a third one. “Guys….we uh…got the stuff. Promise we weren’t listening. We just heard it all the way down near the video shop.” Robin says, disgust lacing her voice. “Sorry, Rob. We’ll uh….be out in a second.” “Make it snappy, we’ve not got long! Don’t start fucking again! I’m not afraid to bust in- uh with my eyes covered of course, only for Y/n’s sake though. Wouldn’t want to make her uncomfortable.” Eddie says in reply to Steve’s response, before you guys hear Robin open the door, putting a small toy car in the gap before walking off. You look at Steve and start laughing, the smile on his face one of genuine happiness. “Okay, we should get cleaned up….we need to find some napkins or something so I can wipe this mess up…” You tell him after he pulls out, and he immediately goes to fetch something for you to clean up with- you watch with a happy smile on your face as he covers himself while trying to find something for you.

Maybe a good fucking is really all you two needed after all to stop fighting-….and Robin will definitely be saying “told ya so!!” later.

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help

god... i miss writing stuff.... can someone please send me smut requests cause i wanna see how my smut writing skills are after not having written anything in nearly a year

[redledsandharrystyles]

jealousy, jealousy

summary: harry’s friends have a thing for his mom. james can't help but turn a little green in the eye.

warnings: none

word count: 1.1k

a/n: i've had this one in my drafts for a while and i thought why not post it?

you finish putting the nachos in a bowl just as loud shouts come in from the living room. you shake your head as you listen to harry and his friend’s curse loudly, praying to god they don’t throw a controller at the wall like the last time.

you look at james, who’s leaning against the mantle next to you and holding back a laugh at your exasperated expression. “you know it’s gonna be you the one to fix it if they break something, right?”

he shrugs and tries to steal a few chips only to have you swat his hand, although it doesn’t deter him. “let them have their fun,” he says through a mouthful. “they’ll be back at school in a few days and then you’ll start crying ‘cause you miss the noise.”

embarrassment floods your cheeks, but you roll your eyes as though unaffected. “i do not cry, james.”

now he laughs loudly, remembering the night four months ago when he woke up to your sobs as you looked through pictures of harry on your phone.

he places his hand on the small of your back and pulls you closer. “sure you don’t, baby.”

you soak up his embrace before trying to change the subject, not content with james slight teasing. “i have to go to the store, can you pick me up in thirty minutes?”

he hums, watching as you add the sugar to the pitcher of lemonade and leaning down to press soft and wet kisses on the column of your neck, mumbling about how pretty and what a good housewife you are.

now you are sure your cheeks resemble the heat of a fire. “james,” you whisper while trying to pull away from him. “you can’t do that, the kids are right there.”

he grumbles and pouts like a child. he can kiss you whenever he damn wants to, he thinks, it’s his house and his wife, for fucks sake!

he doesn’t relent his silent tantrum until you kiss him properly, your lips moulding against his as though they were made for each other. you bite his lower lip and he groans lowly. “later,” you promise, then turn around and take the tray and the jug in your hands.

james stares as you make your way to the living room, the little sundress you’re wearing fluttering around you like water. what a fucking tease, he groans in his mind. but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

“hi, boys!” you greet happily, your voice carrying back to the kitchen where james listens attentively. “i brought you some snacks in case you got hungry,” you lean down to place the items on the coffee table.

you don’t notice the way the weasley twins stare right at your ass, nor the glare that harry sends them.

“i have to go to the store, s’there anything you need, bubs?” you ask harry, smoothing down his hair even though you know it’s as uncontrollable as his father’s.

“no, mom. thank you,” he says with a smile.

you mumble an ‘okay’, then turn to make your way to the second floor to freshen up before going out into the heat.

seamus is about to open his mouth when you turn unexpectedly. six pairs of eyes stare at you as you put your hands on your hips. “please don’t break anything,” you beg lightly. “i don’t want to ask jamie to fix another hole in the wall.”

“can’t make any promises, mrs. potter,” jokes fred. he doesn’t know this, but your heart soars whenever someone addresses you as mrs. potter.

“don’t make me call your mother, fred,” you threaten without any fire. the boys know very well that you and james were never ones to snitch.

fred looks scandalised for a second before a smirk takes over his face. “how d’you know i’m fred? s’because i’m the handsome one, innit?”

james grits his teeth as he listens to the redhead flirt with his wife. you laugh, unknowingly making the hearts of all the males skip a beat. “whatever helps you sleep at night, fred," you say airily. "but according to hermione, it's george the heartthrob."

and then you’re gliding up the stairs, five boys staring hypnotised at the place where you stood.

“man,” whispers seamus. “your mom is so fucking hot, harry.”

“shut the fuck up, seamus,” grunts harry, angrily biting into a nacho.

george whistles lowly, then turns to his twin. “think she’ll give me a spanking if i break something?” the rest of the boys laugh, except for harry, who keeps eating angrily.

james is in a similar position, biting an apple with a little too much force. he hates that every time harry’s friends come over they always stare at you and even try to flirt. as if they couldn’t see the golden band around your finger or the way you always clung to james’s side.

he knows it’s stupid to be jealous of some horny teenagers, especially when he has you writhing under him almost every night, but he can’t help it. he keeps listening, torturing his mind as he makes a mental note of everything they say.

your footsteps make everyone quiet down, and you step into the kitchen to grab the grocery list. “remember, pick me up in half an hour,” you say to james, one finger pointing at him.

he nods and salutes you. “yes, ma’am.” you laugh and shake your head, blowing him a kiss as you make your way to the front door.

“bye harry, bye boys,” you call over your shoulder. a chorus of “bye, mrs. potter” is heard and you’re just about to turn the handle when james calls your name.

“y’forgot your phone, poppet,” he says as he hands it to you.

you curse under your breath and take it, “thank you, darling.” you kiss him lightly, only to have his fingers tangle themselves in your hair as he forces your mouth open with his tongue, letting it play with yours as he turns you into a little moaning mess.

you don’t realise that the kids have a perfect view of your display of affection, but james does, and to further make his point, his other hand goes to your ass and squeezes one cheek harshly.

seamus and dean avert their eyes back to the video game, harry distracting himself from hearing his parents… dote on each other by throwing food at ron. but fred and george keep watching, jaws clenched as they listen to how much you love your husband’s touch.

you pull away out of breath, eyes still closed as you kiss under his jaw. “mhm, love you, james.”

he stares straight at the twins, a smirk on his lips and gives them a little wink. “love you too, angel.”

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Might i request an hc on HOW EACH OF THE BOYS WOULD REACT TO WALKING IN ON MC SLEEPING PANTLESS bc they passed tf out after mastrubating 😘😘

ofc you can bby 😘

This post is just for the 7 brothers, if you want hcs for Volo, Barb, Simeon, and Solomon too, just lmk 💙

warnings: somnophilia, dubious consent

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Lucifer

Oh, you sweet thing. Toys? Really? After he specifically told you to wait? Now that just won't do.

So desperate that you refused to wait for him—well, then. He’s going to have to punish you now, isn’t he?

He uses your toy—thrusting it in and out of you, burying it deep inside your pussy, watching the way you clench around the vibrating object. Fucks you slowly awake—whimpering and jerking your hips against the intrusion that has you so full, sparks shooting up your spine. He takes his time, a hand on your hip—stilling your sleepy rutting.

He’s going to take you to the edge at his pace—toying with your clit, the slow drag of the toy against your velvety warm walls, right up against that little spot that makes you see stars, and then—

Nothing. You’re clenching open air.

He knocks your hand away when you reach for your clit with a desperate whine.

You didn’t really think it would be that easy now, did you?

Mammon

Oh, Mammon. Sweet Mammon.

He wasn’t going to do anything. Honest.

But you were just right there, so soft and warm and when he snuggled up to you, you had curled up against him so sweetly—

He rubs his half-hard erection against your glistening slit, slowly, so as not to wake you. Slipping through your sticky folds, bumping against your clit. Rutting mindlessly, lazily, until the head of his throbbing cock catches inside of your stretched out pussy and he’s groaning, bucking his hips up into your slick heat.

His cock is swallowed up by your dribbling cunt, hips pressed flush against your ass. His fingers move down to where you’re connected, flicking and rolling your clit around. You mewl in your sleep and clench—his hips stutter, pace faltering as he shoves his cock as deep as he can, filling you up with his cum.

Levi

He’s jealous... of a toy. That’s a first. 

The offending piece of pink silicone is still near your hand, glistening with your juices, and—

Oh. You’re not wearing any pants.

Hehehehehe. 

Levi doesn’t hesitate to shake you awake. As soon as you’re back in the world of the conscious, he’s slipping long, slender fingers inside of you, groaning at how tight and wet you feel around him. You cover your face when he spreads you open wide, watching how your pussy desperately clenches and twitches for something, anything.

You won’t have to beg much for him to fuck you—he’ll be more than happy to. He’s got a real cock and he knows how to use it, that’s so much better than any dumb old toy~

Satan

:)

Good thing you managed a short nap. Don’t expect much more sleep.

He takes you roughly—tanktop pushed up to your chin, as he sinks you down on his cock again and again. 

Crushing your body into the mattress, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand. Buries his cock in you from behind, fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips. Strokes your spine and fists his other hand into your hair. Snaps his hips into your own until your knees give out. He holds you with one hand, the other sliding down your front to rub at your clit until you’re a keening, writhing mess—and he takes you again and again, all night long.

Asmo

Asmo would wake you up gently—pressing small kisses to your eyelids, cheeks, the tip of your nose, until you’re blinking away the sleep. At the first sign of you being awake, he’ll slip down the mattress, pushing your thighs apart with his shoulders, peppering teasing kisses along the soft skin of your inner thighs.

When you whine at him to get to it already, he’ll narrow his eyes—nip at your thigh with sharp incisors, then lick the full length of your slit with the flat of his tongue. Asmo’s fingers press up inside you, curling to reach that wonderful spot he knows you just can’t reach on your own. Laps at your pussy and curls the tip of his tongue around the little nub until fire is pooling in your tummy and your hand lands in his hair, threading through caramel colored locks as you grind against his mouth.

Beel

This goes one of two ways, depending on his mood. Either he’s going to be a sweetie—cover you up and let you sleep, or:

He’s going to wriggle himself into the space between your legs—lapping at the puffy lips of your cunt with his fleshy pink tongue. He takes his time pulling you apart—slow, savoury suckles that are meant to devour. Wet and sloppy.

When you start to squirm, he’ll settle a large hand on your tummy, splaying his fingers out to pin you down and hold you still. You’re not allowed to buck up against his mouth.

He'll keep you there for hours, spurred on by your desperate mewling and sobs.

He can’t help the slow, involuntary rutting of his hips into the mattress, but, he won’t bounce you up and down on the heavy weight of his cock just yet—no, not until you’re sopping wet, your eyes glazed over, and you’re all soft and pliant in his arms.

Belphie

:(

Why didn't you invite him? You know how he loves to watch. 

He could have helped, even—could have sat you in his lap, rubbed lazy circles around your clit while you fucked yourself open.

Did you really think you were going to have all the fun without him? Well, no matter. He’s here now.

Belphie is going to stretch you out on his cock. Smears the tip, dripping with precum, across your wet heat—then sinks into your fucked out, weeping pussy, filling you up nice and snug. Rocking slowly, gently, into your tight, wet heat, toying with your swollen little clit until your hole is twitching, milking him like a good little fucktoy. If you wake up, he’ll stay buried inside of you, balls deep—tell you what a good girl you are and put you back to sleep on his cock.

((part 2 with the undateables))

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Cute Date Idea: You start by fingering my drippy pussy while I'm asleep. This makes me drippy and I start moaning softly, still asleep, just having a sexy dream while you violate my helpless, sleeping body. When you think I'm ready you push your dick inside me slowly, trying not to wake me as you push in as deep as you can. Gripping lightly onto my hips you slowly start using me. My soft, sleepy moans continue to slip through my lips until you can't hold back and start fucking hard into me with your hand gripping tightly around my throat.

"It's okay Kitten, Daddy's just getting some stress out of his system"

You hold me down with your free hand as I wake up, the other gripping my throat tighter, choking the air out of my lungs as I trigger to breathe. You smile down at me while I gasp in a desperate attempt for air and relinquish your grip on my throat only after I pass out,  you feel my pussy dripping wet and tight around your dick and you realise, to your sick enjoyment.. that I had come when you choked me out. And with that knowledge, you smirked.

"Good little cumslut"

You slapped my face, bringing me back to consciousness. You see the fear written on my face and the raw lust in my eyes and you fuck into me harder, your thrusts becoming more erratic, desperate for release. I whimper, begging you to stop, though this just makes you more determined to pump my pussy full of cum. I feel you pulse and twitch inside me as wave after wave of cum is pumped into me

You pulled out of my cum-filled, dripping pussy and pulled me into your arms, stroking my hair.

"Good little kitten, you've been so good for Daddy"

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i can’t stop thinking about falling asleep in your arms, soaking wet and stuffed full with your strap on. you fucked me so good and made me cum more times than i could count, keeping your strap warm is the least i can do to repay you...

it’s still dark and clearly the middle of the night when i wake to you fucking me, thrusting slow and deep, hardly making any noise. your strap slips in and out of me easily and rhythmically and i can see you biting your lip, trying not to tease me. i shift under you, half asleep as my legs spread further to accommodate you between my thighs. i think im biting my lip, moaning softly as you fuck me once again.

“such a good little toy for daddy, right babygirl? yeah, that’s what i thought. such a good fuck doll, letting me just use your body whenever i want...”

i can only nod, too sleepy and fucked out to respond coherently as you pump yourself into me, a hand on my hip keeping me in place. i strain to keep my eyes open as i feel your free hand wrap around my throat, your breathing growing heavier as you fuck into me.

your motions speed up and my eyes roll into the back of my head, almost too overstimulated to focus on anything but you inside of me. “cum for me, my sleepy princess. or you don’t get to cum at all...”

my moan comes out at as a squeal, desperate to be good for you and desperate to cum before it’s too late. i feel myself pulsing around your strap, but you don’t stop, fucking me back to sleep after i orgasm...

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Okay, but imagine Jungkook coming up behind you while you're preparing breakfast. His hair all messed up from a heavy night. He stares at you in nothing but his oversized tshirt. He thinks of how good you look and remembers you writhing and moaning beneath him. He walked up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling his head in your neck. You rest your head against his and hum. He can feel your ass brushing against his growing erection and he sighs.

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"Can I try something baby?" He whispers.

"Anything, my love." you reply. You didn't ask what. You trust him and knew he wouldn't do anything you'd be uncomfortable with.

He slides his sweats down enough to pull his cock out and lifts your shirt a little.

"Fuck, no panties?" He groans into you ear. His cock twitching in his hand. You simply giggled and shook your head.

He shuffles you forward so you're pressed against the worktop and presses his cock into the small gap between the tops of your thighs.

"Fuck." He grunts. Resting his forehead against your shoulder. You gasp, feeling the head of his cock brush against your clit.

He rests there for a moment. Feelong the growing wetness between your legs. He places his hands on your thighs, moving them closer together before moving his hands to wrap around your waist again.

He pulls back, slowly. He can hear how wet you are. He thrusts back between your legs, starting up a steady rhythm. The head of his cock brushing against your clit. Your juices covering him entirely so he slides through with ease.

You start to whimper. Grinding down against him everytime he moved against you. Your pussy aching for him. Throbbing everytime he groaned and whined in your ear.

"Ugh, you feel so good, noona. So hot and wet for me. Shit." His voice sounded ragged against the back of your neck. You gripped the work top hard. Moving one of your hands to rest on his waist.

He began thrusting harder between your legs. You cried out at his cock abusing your clit. Your pussy clenching, wanting him to sink deep inside of you.

His breathing became frantic and his grip on your hips became tighter.

"Ugh, fuck. I love this. Not even fucking inside you and you feel amazing." His voice loud. His angled his hips. Cock teasing your entrance. You could feel your stomach tighten as he continued to rub harshly against your clit. You were a whimpering mess. Head thrown back against his shoulder.

"Fuck, I want to come inside you. Can I come inside you, noona? Please, noona, please!"

"Come inside me, Kook. Please, I need you inside me."

Without waisting any time, he pushed you forward slightly and pushed his cock into your pussy. His hips slamming against yours. His reached round and rubbed circles on your clit.

"Shit, Kookie, I'm close!" You screamed.

"Come for me, baby!" And you did. You came with a scream, digging your nails into his thigh and he continued to slam into you. Convulsing around him.

"Fuck, yes, y/n!" You felt him come right inside you. His hips faltering but he didn't slow down. He groaned so loud, you're certain the neighbours heard.

He stopped. Breathing heavy and holding you against him.

"That was fucking amazing." He whispered.

"You're fucking amazing." You whispered back. He pressed a kiss to your cheek and slowly pulled out.

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Soooo Kookie fucking himself between your thighs. What could be better???

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🍰Masky🍰|| Cake

NSFW||~One shot x reader —includes breeding, domesticity, bugle, slight anger, size kink, rough, degrading marking—minors dni

Inspired by: Melanie Martinez

The dough you were rolling was still too wet, taking a handful of flour you slapped it on. Pressing furiously, repeating the same steps. Roll it out, into a ball, knead it back out. In the midst of the madness happening these pasts few weeks at least you got to take it out on the dough-even if it was for the wrong reasons.

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💤Jeff the Killer💤|| I’ll sleep when I am dead

NSFW||~ One shot x reader — includes somnophillia, praising, sight non-con, thigh fucking, pussyjob, finger fucking—minors dni

Inspired by: Set it Off

It was early summer, there was a sticky humidity in the air that made you heave. Your hair stuck to your skin sweatily, fanning yourself did little to relieve the heat.

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BEHIND THE BAR

RATING: R/smut (sex, heavy alcohol use, lots of cursing, heavy banter)

WORD COUNT: 17.3k (she long and you may need to read on desktop)

CATEGORIES: bartender!y/n, fratboy!harry

MASTERLIST | INSPO TAG | Y/N’S LINGERIE | TELL ME YOUR FAVORITE BITS OF BANTER | BLURB MASTERLIST | DRABBLE TAG

a/n: the long awaited bartender!y/n fic has ARRIVED! thank you to my fabulous anons who dreamt up bartender!y/n and made me fall so in love with her and fratboy!harry’s dynamic that i had to write her. she is tattooed, sassy, and full of spunk and i ADORE her. if you need more of her and harry, check out the inspo tag which has all the discourse. concepts for these two are ALWAYS open. s/o to @harrystylescherry, @stellarboystyles, @harrysclementines​, @havethetimeofyourstyles​ for beta reading and @bfharry​ for providing harry’s dad joke 😘

“Cheers, Birthday Princess,” you told him, and then you bumped your glass against his, before tipping it back. Harry slammed the glass down on the counter and shook his head as the alcohol coursed through his veins.

Then, he leaned forward on the bar, resting his elbows on the alcohol-covered surface. You tried to keep it clean, but there was no way to keep up with it all. “How about a birthday kiss, Madam Bartender?”

“In your dreams,” you answered, realizing what you had said only after the words left your mouth.

Harry smirked, a dimple poking out. “We’ve already talked about dreams, Y/N. You know you’re already in them, so no need to beg for it.”

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Y/N is a bartender and Harry’s obsessed with her

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Bokuto is so needy when it comes to sex. Humping the bed with precum wetting the sheets as he stuffs his face into your cunt, eager to lick up every drop of your sweet juices. He’ll press your thighs against his head, not caring if he can’t take a breath of air. His cock is weeping and dark red, twitching at the thought of stuffing your cunt full with his fat cock.

His heavy balls would slap against your ass as he desperately ruts into you, gurgling out moans and needy whines. He would overtsim himself just to keep his cock in your wet cunt. His legs tremble as he thrusts messily into you, ignoring the sharp pain of his forced orgasms.

“I can’t s-stop, you feel s’good.” He whimpers.

Globs of his cum decorate your cunt and his cock, dripping to the sheets pooling beneath you.

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|PLEASE|JIMIN|SMUT

ALL SMUT 2.2K….A slightly whiny..sub Jimin….

I guess kinda voyeurism/public sex because they are on a plane but it’s hella late and everyone’s asleep but still. Dirty talk and ugh well yeah have at it…

NOT proofed as of 5/14 I will go through it later

“Babbyyyy” Fuck, there it was..the deadly needy tenor he’d add to his voice when he wanted something, and no matter what..you found yourself always giving in. A deep exhale left your lips as your eyes fluttered shut..digging your claws somewhat aggressively into his shoulders as if to warn him to stop while he was a head. But to be fair you weren’t making this any better, you knew how much he got off on just the simplest things when it came to you… Not hesitating to let your hands slide under his shirt..the warmth of his skin padding against your fingers while you raked your nails from his toned chest all the way down his abdomen. Feeling the way his muscles tensed under your touch, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. You’d be lying if you said that you didn’t get off on knowing that you could make one of the most desirable men in the world melt within in seconds. Literally melting in your hands as his body started to slouch even deeper into his seat, he’d do anything you asked right now..anything..and as quiet as it’s kept so would you.

Nobody knew his body the way you did, you could get this man off with such ease and that’s part of what keeps him coming back for more, soft pleas leaving his lips, both begging you to stop and asking for more all at once.  “Park…Jimin…” Tone low…sultry but to be honest that wasn't’ your intent you were just trying to whisper…”Yes baby?” Ya know he had the nerve to look up at you doe eyed….innocent as all fuck, as if he had no idea why you were frustrated. Slowly letting his tongue dance along his bottom lip. Hands sliding under your oversized t shirt to squeeze your ass, while slowly guiding your hips to glide across his lap. The only thing separating the two of you was a thin pair of silk panties, and his black joggers. Trying your hardest to stifle the moan that was rolling up your throat, upon positioning your hips over his dick in a way that almost had your lips spreading apart. Deciding to give him a taste of his own medicine you grabbed his hands, making an even deeper indentation as you rocked against his dick, the imprint through his sweats was so clear it was almost comical. You felt his length twitch beneath you “Don’t…” Eyes fluttering down at him breathlessly, your words clearly polar opposite to your actions, the original plan was just to tease. But now…your finding yourself getting more worked up then expected , trying to refrain yourself a little before you get in deeper than you wanted.  “But I neeed it” Purposely extending the “eddd” letting it roll of his tongue slowly as he bucked his hips up into you “I need you” The arousal was damn near pouring out of his mouth at this point, he always looked good that’s a given. But when Jimin got like this it was just, somethin’…different’ his bedroom eyes extremely hazed, jaw clenched, lips appearing even poutier and more flushed than usual from him sucking them between his teeth.

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