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stervrucht Ā· 2 months ago
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In honor of my clown bestie @sleepy-steve catching up to Blinking Red Light by @cuips-not-cute, here some Eddie in lingerie
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hello-sweetheart Ā· 8 days ago
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You know what I need,
fem!Eddie whoā€™s an absolute loser, bottom of the social hierarchy, low ambition, nasty cigarette smelling rebel who works in the most grubby dingy bar. Who fucking hates the rich and any authority figure.
And fem!Steve is who is a high society, spoiled boarding school and etiquette classes girl who gets lost on the wrong side of the tracks and ends up at this grubby canā€™t-possibly-pass-health-inspection bar to use their phone.
Walking in as the representation of everything Eddie hates.
Eddieā€™s anti-rich ass who sees this clean-cut dignified diamond in a coal mine and wants to fucking ruin her. Make a mess of her. Fuck her until her mouth tastes like her cheap beer brand and her perfect fucking makeup in running.
Degrade her on her second hand mattress and bite at that perfect unblemished skin.
Make her cry after a bruising her ass red.
See how pretty they taught her to say her ā€˜please and thank youā€™s.
Wants to return her to her high society parents so tainted with her finger prints that even her socialite friends turn their noses up at her.
Eddie leaning in after charming her, convincing her to go home with her for the night,
ā€œI know exactly what a girl like you needs from a place like this.ā€
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arminsumi Ā· 1 year ago
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Ė—ĖĖ‹ź’° šŸ’ ź’± WATCH ME FUCK YOU
MDNI
J-just some 1 am smut I found in my drafts again šŸ„“ ermmm not proofread bc if I recall it was too spicy for me even while writing hehe
āš ļøCws; ummmmm SMUT šŸŒ¶ļøšŸ„µ
Notes; AFAB!gn!reader
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āš ļøšŸ’¦Smut cws; pn 'slut' and 'baby', size kink, dirty talk, daddy kink, rough sex, unprotected sex (creampies), slight dumbification
"Watch me fuck you, baby." He grunts, forcing your head down with his big hand. You watch as his cock moves in and out deliciously; the way your pussy clings each time he pulls out like it doesn't want him to leave, and gushing each time he stuffs it all back in.
Sloppy squelching sounds fill the room, and occasionally the sound of the bedframe banging into the wall.
"Keep watching, baby. Don't you fucking look anywhere else. See how well you take me? Such a tiny little pussy, taking all that. You should be proud of yourself."
You can hardly believe it, either, as you watch his cock disappear inside of your little hole. He's got a thick, nasty cock; one that loves being up in your guts. All his cum froths up the more he fucks his cock back into you.
Your eyes almost slip off for a second to look up to his abdomen; there's a sheen of sweat on his abs, and your wetness and his cum rubbed off on his lower hips.
"Nuh-uh, eyes on my fucking cock, nowhere else. Watch me stuff that cute lil' cunt. Watch daddy fuck you dumb."
He's got no shame about how dirty he's gotten your pussy. His cum is overflowing, spilling out with each plunge back into your heat. He loves it, it's driving him insane, all he can focus on is how good your little body makes his cock feel.
"Fuck, god damn, 'gonna cum again for you. Take every fucking drop like a good slut, m'kay?"
You can barely hear him, you're too fucked out.
But he loves that; the sight of your eyes nearly fluttering shut and your O-shaped mouth, while you watch him fuck you into a dumber and dumber cock-drunk state.
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ā–‘ šŸ’ Toji, Gojo, Eren, Levi
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neo-kid-funk Ā· 5 months ago
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Dont be shy, give us shirtless percy perncio kissing :3
we won't mind I promise
SAY NO MORE!!! BARK BARK BARK ABRKK BARK,, some older Goth Nico w Surfer Percy kisses!!!,
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šŸŒ¶šŸŒŠā˜ ļø
If ya'll didn't want to see spicy percico art I'm sorry,, pls sheild your eyes šŸ¤§šŸ™
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luvstruckmutt Ā· 11 months ago
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they both suck bad ^^
based on this post!! <3
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moments-au-crayon22 Ā· 9 months ago
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So, Iā€˜ll just leave this hereā€¦
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punishedsaints Ā· 21 days ago
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tlj1988 Ā· 1 month ago
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slafkovskys Ā· 5 months ago
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angel and quinn celebrating his Norris win???
as soon as quinnā€™s name was called and his lips lingered on hers for a second longer than the world needed to see, it was clear that she was his that night. after all of the pictures and angel trying to figure out how she could get the photographer to send them to her, quinnā€™s mouth finds her ear, ā€œi want to fuck you beside it.ā€
her stomach lurches at his words. not just at the sheer dirtiness of them, but the fact that jim and ellen were maybe three feet away. she places a manicured hand on his lower stomach and through her peripheral sees jack block them from the sight of his parents, ā€œi thought that they donā€™t let you take it.ā€
ā€œyou let me worry about that.ā€
he doesnā€™t mention it for the rest of the night, but his words have her thrumming for the rest of the awards still sat in between jack and luke. quinn doesnā€™t know if the middle and oldest hughes struck up some type of agreement, but it canā€™t be a coincidence that jackā€™s fingers start dancing around her thighs after they make it back to their seats.
she wasnā€™t sure who pitched the idea of the casino afterwards, but she finds herself perched on quinnā€™s leg for almost an hour before he makes some bullshit excuse for the two of them, pulling them towards the elevators. sheā€™s practically shaking with want by the time they get to their floor and sheā€™s not immune to the wetness that pooled between her legs as quinn took his sweet time pulling out the key card.
heā€™s got a smirk on his lips as he holds the door open for her and right there beside their bed was the norris. not the smaller version that quinn could put in their home back in michigan. no, the same one that they had posed with earlier. the one that doesnā€™t get to sit on a shelf or a glass case in someoneā€™s office. this one definitely wouldnā€™t be making it through airport security.
ā€œhow-ā€ sheā€™s interrupted by his warm lips on her shoulder blade and his finger fiddling with zipper on the back of her dress.
ā€œdidnā€™t i tell you not to worry about that, angel?ā€
and sheā€™s not proud of the sound that leaves her lips. of the way she stumbles out of her heels as quinn pushes her dress to the floor. that first round he doesnā€™t even bother to take off her underwear or even his suit, just bending her over the foot of the bed and having his way with her.
she gets him out of his dress clothes for round two, straddling him at the top of the hotel bed and riding him in a way that he usually doesnā€™t get, preferring to be the one in control. but maybe it was the fact that there was a big ass trophy that now has his name etched into it beside them or the fact that he still kept a tight grip on her hips, keeping some semblance of control with her.
and maybe heā€™s got a stupid little smile on his face as he sends a picture to the brothers groupchat of their girl obviously blissed out, a hand reaching down for quinnā€™s head and her chest already covered in his cum, with the norris in the background.
jack and luke arenā€™t jealous.
swear it.
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stervrucht Ā· 2 months ago
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Rated: E | Words: 2.8K | Tags: Angst, fluff and smut, sexual humor, bad dirty talk, light dom/sub, praise kink, established (new) relationship | AO3
Eddie is inexperienced.
Steve didnā€™t know it at first. Might have been able to guess from the fact he never heard any rumors about Eddie regardingĀ that.Ā And really, he mostly just assumed that those he regarded as ā€˜freaksā€™ back in the dayā€”a thought that makes Steve wince in shameā€”were a bunch of perpetual virgins.Ā 
So there were no rumors, really, except for what was written on the bathroom stalls. Sharpy on metal suggesting Eddie might sell more than a bit of grass.Ā 
All lies, Eddie told him. Though he did admit heĀ mightĀ have received a handy for a few grams of weed once.
Might.
Steve isnā€™t sure if Eddieā€™s just fucking with him at this point.
Either way, it doesnā€™t really matter that Eddie doesnā€™t have much experienceā€”Steve has enough for both of them. And besides, when it comes to men, theyā€™re both technically virgins.Ā 
That somehow makes it better.
Steve loves to explore unknown territory togetherā€”loves fun when it comes to sex. He didnā€™t particularly enjoy some of the girls who would just lay there and expect him to do the work, oftentimes without much encouragement at all. And Eddie isnā€™t shy by any means. What he lacks in experience, he makes up for with enthusiasm, and itā€™s all Steve could ask for.
They got lucky this weekā€”Eddie has made that abundantly clear. Canā€™t shut up about it, really.
Wayne is on a fishing trip and they have the trailer all to themselves. Itā€™s a rare treat, especially since the Harrington Residence became off-limits with his parents home from their business trip.
Eddie has it all planned out: ā€˜one week to fuck themselves into an early graveā€™.Ā 
Eddieā€™s words, not his.
And itā€™s some much-needed time alone because Steve learned quickly that Eddie isĀ loud. One night when Wayne was still home, Steve slipped through Eddieā€™s window for a little midnight fun, only to be met with Wayneā€™s insistent knocking on the bedroom door once they really got going.Ā 
It was mortifying, really. And Steveā€™s glad Wayne is relatively cool with it. Cool as long as they donā€™t involuntarily include him through sound that is. So yeah, that night ended mutually blue-balled, and from then on they tried to time it a little better. Make sure Wayne is away or drive the van somewhere remote and have some uncomfortable car sex.
So Eddie is fun and hot and vocal, but thereā€™s one thing he absolutely canā€™t doā€”
ā€œIā€™m going to bite your drumstick,ā€ Eddie says as he sinks his teeth into the delicate flesh of Steveā€™s inner thigh. Eddieā€™s cheek graces his rapidly hardening dick still trapped in cotton boxers and Steve lets out a soundā€”a choked moan as the words sink in.Ā 
Eddie is steadily working his way up, tongue and teeth moving up his leg and curious fingers dipping underneath the cotton-covered skin of his upper thigh. Steveā€™s mind is laggingā€”trapped somewhere between aroused enjoyment and absolute bewilderment.
ā€œWā€”what did you just say?ā€ Steve canā€™t keep the strain on his voice from slipping in.
Eddieā€™s teeth release his flesh and he raises his head from between Steveā€™s legs. He holds Steveā€™s eyes for a second before looking away. Steve feels something whispered against his skin.Ā 
ā€œEddie?ā€
ā€œI said,ā€ Eddie still looks away, defiant and shy, ā€œĀ Iā€™m going to bite your drumstick.ā€ He whispers that last part, but this time Steve is sure he heard correctly. He feels a smile pull at his lips and the muscles in his stomach straining with barely contained laughter.
ā€œDrumstickĀ ?ā€ his voice is high and strained, almost a cry.
Eddie frowns at him. ā€œItā€™s not that funny.ā€Ā 
It is. Once the laughter starts, he canā€™t stop. Steve is full-on laughing. His body is shaking with it as Eddie lifts himself from between Steveā€™s legs into a sitting position.Ā 
ā€œDrumstick!ā€ Steve repeats shrieking.
Eddieā€™s frown grows. He pushes himself away from Steve until heā€™s standing on the side of the bed. Eddie doesnā€™t seem to find it very funny. Steve realizes his mistake too late as he wills his body to calm down. Eddieā€™s eyes move over Steveā€™s chest, barely contained laughter making muscles jerk every now and then.
Before Steve can stop him, Eddie is walking towards the door of his bedroom.Ā 
ā€œWait, Eddie. Please, stay! Iā€”ā€ Steve canā€™t finish his sentence before Eddie slams the door behind him.Ā 
Now the shock is kinda settling in, Steve realizes it may not have been as amusing to Eddie.
Eddie, who was serious in his attempt at dirty talk.Ā 
Eddie, to whom sex is new and doesnā€™t understand it doesnā€™t have to beĀ thatĀ serious.Ā 
ā€œFuck,ā€ Steve whispers to himself.Ā 
Steve doesnā€™t believe in astrology, but he definitely thinks the whole ā€˜fucking themselves into an early graveā€™ thing isnā€™t written in the stars tonight.Ā 
With a sigh, he lifts himself off the bed. Eddie wonā€™t have gone far. Not in his current state of dress, which was a pair of dumb Muppet boxers.
When Steve enters the main area of the trailer, he sees Eddie rummaging through the fridge. He stands illuminated by the cool fridge light and pulls out a beer. He forcefully sets it down on the kitchen counter and Steve watches as Eddie opens it with a hiss. It overflows and Eddie curses as he leans down to catch it with his mouth.
ā€œEddie?ā€ Steve tries tentatively.
Eddie ignores him. Instead, he picks up the beer and takes a big swig as he moves to the couch. He throws himself down, shifts down, and rests his elbows on the back of the couch.Ā 
A perfect picture of indifference.
Steve crosses his arms. He hates it when Eddie gets like this, all sulky and stubborn. By now, he knows Eddie wants him to keep prodding and poking until he relents, but itā€™s a dumb dance. Dumb, but one heā€™s willing to do because heā€™s just that stupidly in love.
He walks over to the couch and stands in front of it. Eddie is purposely avoiding his gaze as he sips with theatrical nonchalance from his can.
ā€œCan I help you?ā€ he speaks into the can, his voice deformed by its aluminum interior.
ā€œDonā€™t be like that.ā€ Steve gets down to his knees and settles himself between Eddieā€™s legs. He runs his hands up Eddieā€™s thighs soothingly.
Eddie ignores him. He takes a big gulp of his beer and holds the can out in front of him, studying it with mild interest.
ā€œEddie, cā€™mon.ā€ Steve pleads, ā€œHow will we fuck ourselves to death if we arenā€™t fucking.ā€Ā 
Steve is playing dirty. Talking his way into Eddieā€™s planā€”Ā theirĀ plan. He knows Eddieā€™s stubbornness has its limits.
Eddie finally offers him a glance. Steve sees a spark of poorly concealed interest.
ā€œHow about you go fuck yourself?ā€ The words are harsh, but when Steve looks up he doesnā€™t see malice in Eddieā€™s eyes. Just mild annoyance.
ā€œHow about I do?ā€
Steve sees a glint appear in Eddieā€™s eyes, and now he knows heā€™s got him.Ā 
ā€œSit.ā€ Eddie lifts one of his legs and sets his foot against the coffee table. Steve climbs to his feet and does as he is told. The wooden surface feels cold against his bare legs. He stares at Eddie with anticipation bubbling in his gut.
ā€œA lilā€™ wider.ā€ Eddie takes a final gulp and pushes Steveā€™s legs apart with his foot. He feels his dick twitch with arousal. Itā€™s something new and exciting he hasnā€™t experienced before; pushing the boundaries of what theyā€™re familiar with. Eddie throws his empty beer can in the general vicinity of the kitchen, eyes not leaving Steve.
Eddie pushes his foot against Steveā€™s dick, giving it a few rubs through his boxers and scoffs. ā€œTake it off.ā€
Steve fakes coyness as he lifts his hips ever so slightly to peel the fabric away. Once itā€™s halfway down his thighs, Eddieā€™s foot comes up to pull it all the way down.
Eddie shifts in his seat, legs spread wide and his own growing interest barely concealed. His eyes are blown wide as he looks at Steve, lips slightly parted and fingers flexing.Ā 
ā€œTouch yourself,ā€ Eddie orders.Ā 
Steve spreads his legs a little wider and palms himself; wraps his fingers around his cock and starts at the top to spread some of the precome that collected there. Runs his hand down slowly, eyes not leaving Eddie. He watches his faceā€”studies it really. Eddie can hardly keep a straight face, his exaggerated annoyance slipping fast.
Steve strokes himself slow and steady until heā€™s fully hard, cock standing tall and proud. Eddie shifts again, adjusts himself with his eyes fixed on Steveā€™s moving hand. His sulking demeanor now completely replaced by something softer, more hungry. Still, heā€™s a little stubborn. Refuses to touch himself, even when Steve ups his pace. Even when Steve whispers his name.
ā€œSuck your fingers.ā€ Eddie's voice comes out breathy. He bites his lip and rubs a restless hand on his leg. Fingers flexing with barely maintained self-restraint and chest heaving in arousal.
Steve wonders how long Eddie will last as he brings two fingers up to his mouth and slowly rubs them on the soft pad of his tongue.
ā€œFuck,ā€ Eddie groans. His fingers are digging in his thighs now. Erection straining against the fabric of his stupid muppet boxers.Ā 
Steve fucks the fingers in and out of his mouth. Heā€™s making a mess now. Saliva dripping down the palm of his hand. He imagines itā€™s Eddie. Can almost imagine the weight of him on his tongueā€”
ā€œFuck yourself open for me.ā€ Eddie presses himself back on the couch, feet firmly planted on the ground as his hips seem to lift ever so slightly.
Steve feels an involuntary gasp escape his lips.Ā 
So, Eddie is bad at dirty talk, but he is apparently very adept at whatever it is theyā€™re doing now.
Steve thinks this is probably the most turned on heā€™s ever been in his life.
He shifts his hips, tilting them to allow himself a little more room. He pulls his fingers from his mouth and pushes a wet finger in. He winces a little at the feeling. Not entirely unpleasant, just strange. It wasnā€™t the first time theyā€™d done it like that after all, but Steve couldnā€™t say he was an expert.Ā 
He moves his finger a little, pumps it in and out in tandem with the hand on his cock. Lets out a little moan as he feels himself relax around it and adds a second one.Ā 
Eddie is staring him down. Itā€™s a type of focus Steve doesnā€™t see often. Eddie seems to have lost most of his restraint, He is lazily grinding his palm against the tent in his boxers now.Ā 
ā€œFuck,ā€ he groans, ā€œSteve, cā€™mere.ā€
Before Steve can give any sign he will be moving it all, Eddie pushes his own boxers down, dick bouncing free and happy from its confines,Ā 
ā€œI thought I should go fuck myself,ā€ he breathes. He barely gets the words out coherently. Heā€™s breathing hard, hands collaborating like a perfect machine.Ā 
ā€œI changed my mind.ā€ Eddie shifts himself in a more upright position, leans forward and grabs Steveā€™s wrists, willing them to still.Ā 
Steve whines. ā€œSo Iā€™m forgiven?ā€
ā€œYou will be if you get on my cock right now.ā€
ā€œThat depends on where you left the lube,ā€ Steve says eying the bedroom door.
ā€œFirst drawer as always. Go get it, tiger.ā€ Eddie winks at him, ā€œIā€™ll keep it warm for you.ā€ He gives his dick a few lazy strokes and Steve rolls his eyes.
He quickly gathers the lube. Decides to grab a towel too, for Wayneā€™s sake, and makes his way back to the living room.Ā 
ā€œCatch!ā€
He throws the bottle to Eddie. He barely manages to raise his hand in time. The bottle bounces off his hand and lands on the couch.Ā 
ā€œI thought you were making it up to me. This is violence!ā€ he cries waving his hand in fake hurt. Eddie is grinning from ear to ear.Ā 
ā€œFine, redo,ā€ Steve says as he balls the towel and throws it Eddieā€™s way. He catches it this time and works it under him.Ā 
ā€œCā€™mere.ā€ Eddie pats his lap and pulls Steve in by his neck to sit him down. Eddie places an open-mouthed kiss on his lips, diving in tongue first, and Steve whimpers. Itā€™s all hot and wet and messy. No patience left for anything more coherent. Eddie snakes a hand on his lower back and pulls him forward until their dicks are pressed flush together. Steve moves his hand between them, wraps his hand around the both of them and moves it eagerly.
Eddie moans into his mouth and Steve swallows it, pressing his lips over Eddieā€™s, breathing him in like air.Ā 
ā€œLube?ā€ he mouths against Eddieā€™s lips. Keeps stroking the two of them at an agonizingly slow rate.
Eddie lets go of Steve then, reaches for the bottle and squirts a generous helping on his hand, smears it between them, and swats Steveā€™s hand away as one hand reaches for their cocks and the other finds its way between Steveā€™s cheeks.Ā 
Eddie wastes no time and picks up where Steve left off with two fingers inside him. Works him open well and deep as his other hand works their cocksā€”a little faster than Steve did. Itā€™s overwhelming and Steve canā€™t stop the sounds that escape him. Every now and then he feels Eddie hit that spot. Feels a sharp wave of pleasure roll over him that makes his back arch and makes him lose all his senses. If it goes on for too long he wonā€™t last.
ā€œIā€™m ready.ā€ he pants.
Eddie doesnā€™t need to be told twice. He pulls his fingers away and Steve mourns the loss, if only for a second. He doesnā€™t have to wait long. Eddie places two heavy hands on his hips, holding Steve as he guides him. Eddie groans loudly, whines at the slowness with which Steve works him in.Ā 
ā€œFuck, you feel so good, Stevie. Perfect every time.ā€
Steve feels heat rise to his cheeks. Itā€™s ridiculous that he sits there with a cock up his ass and itā€™s Eddieā€™s praise that makes him blush like a virgin.Ā 
It always does.
Once Eddie bottoms out, Steve takes a moment to adjust before moving again. Itā€™s an agonizingly slow rate, he knows. He leans back, hands on Eddieā€™s knees as he slowly works himself up and down. Eddie is watching him. Worshiping him as he runs his hands up and down Steveā€™s sides, guiding him on his lap.Ā 
Steve picks up his tempo, hitting that spot more consistently now as Eddie fucks up into him.Ā 
ā€œSo good for me,ā€ Eddie whispers against his neck as he leans forward, one hand sprawled on Steveā€™s lower back to bring them closer. The other finds Steveā€™s cock, strokes it in a messy attempt at rhythm. Steveā€™s movement grows more erratic until Eddie is doing most of the heavy lifting. Fucking up into Steve at a punishing rate, stroking him until Steve feels wave after wave of pleasure course through him like electric current. Pressure building low in his abdomen, moaning and groaning together with Eddie as he approaches his peak.Ā 
Back arched and biting his lip, he paints Eddieā€™s stomach in come as Eddie continues to fuck into him.Ā 
ā€œJust a little more, baby.ā€ Eddie groans against his throat, bites at it as his hips begin to stutter and he hits Steve deep and hard. Eddie lets out an animalistic grunt and Steve leans forward, his body heavily against Eddieā€™s, arms around his neck. Eddie gives a last few lazy pumps, lips loving lazily over Steveā€™s throat, pressing kisses at the ghost of his teeth.
Their skin is sweat-slick, chests heaving, and Steve can feel Eddieā€™s hammering heartbeat reverberate where their chests are touching. Merging until they beat as one.Ā 
He buries his face in Eddieā€™s hair, the curls tickling his nose as he breathes in deep. He smells like cigarettes, hairspray, and cheap shampoo, and Steve revels in the comfort. Eddieā€™s hand is drawing lazy circles on his back when Steve pulls back.Ā 
ā€œSo, about those drumsticks,ā€ Steve starts sheepishly.
ā€œOh, no, no, no, Steve. That topic is officially off-limits!Ā ProhibidadoĀ !ā€
Steve rolls his eyes and leans down to peck Eddieā€™s lips.Ā 
ā€œConsider it forgotten.ā€
ā€œThen consider yourself forgiven. Thank you for saving fuck-week.ā€
ā€œWeā€™re not calling it fuck-week.ā€
ā€œI so am. Now, letā€™s get washed up, huh?ā€ He slaps Steveā€™s ass as he says so.
ā€œIā€™m regretting this already.ā€ Steve lifts himself off Eddie and stands up, legs a little shaky from his position.Ā 
ā€œNo take-backsies,ā€ Eddie says as he places a kiss on Steveā€™s cheek and guides them towards the bathroom.
AO3
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ask-modern-patrochilles Ā· 4 months ago
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I need to know more about the French silk stockings lolšŸ˜³
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Achilles: They were a gift from Pat on our anniversary a few years back! Though I donā€™t think they were just for me.
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mutual-monsters Ā· 2 years ago
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the show
Pairing: Joe Goldberg x gn!reader
TW: voyeurism, masturbation (m), not a lot else???
MINORS DNI !!! šŸ”ž
Summary: reader comes home to find Joe jerking off, and decides to treat themselves to a show
Word count: 303
A/N: oops! somebody (not naming names, but def me) forgot to finish kinktober! guess itā€™s time to do it now! iā€™m really glad to be writing again! lmk what you guys think :)
tagging: @ouijaboardemo
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You really hadnā€™t meant to walk in on him like this.
Itā€™s just that, upon opening your shared apartment door, and hearing how fucking gorgeous he sounded, you couldnā€™t help but be drawn closer and closer to the bedroom until the doorknob was in turning in your hand, the trance of lust compelling you to turn it.Ā 
And who would blame you for stopping to stare, with him laying there, slowly pumping his fist, a sheen of sweat glistening over his skin, and a string of whimpers cascading from his mouth?
His eyes, open slightly as he shifts position, and then all the way as he scrambles to sit up, becoming of your presence.Ā 
ā€œIā€“I can explain.ā€ He starts. The fear on his face is palpable.
ā€œNo need.ā€ You tell him, moving closer. ā€œKeep going.ā€
ā€œIā€™mā€“ What?ā€ His face is red, he doesnā€™t know if youā€™re kidding. He still feels like heā€™s done something wrong.
ā€œYou heard me. I want to watch. Can you do that for me?ā€
He nods, eager, and begins moving his hand again.
Heā€™s silent for a while, before looking to you for approval. You tell him not to hold back, to pretend you arenā€™t there, that you want the authentic experience. He quickens his pace, and arches his back slightly, letting his mouth fall open. It isnā€™t long before the moans begin to escape from his lips. As he chants your name over and over, precum begins to leak from his tip. You watch as his cum spills over his hand, and you listen as his whines calm down.Ā 
He looks to you, unsure of himself, but hopeful for praise. You smile, telling him you love him, and how beautiful he is, and finally, offering a bath for the both of you (something neither of you could deny).
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millleti Ā· 1 year ago
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ok but what is it with charles and chilis this season
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arminsumi Ā· 1 year ago
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omg omg this is specific but innocent virgin armin with a soft dom reader AND CLĀ”TS???? poor baby hasnā€™t seen a girl naked before and he just wants to make her feel good :((
PHEW šŸ„µ
Ė—ĖĖ‹ź’° šŸ’ ź’± Kitty Kat
Oneshot | MDNI | Armin | ā™Ŗ
āš ļøCws; spicy spicy SMUT šŸŒ¶ļø
Notes; fem!reader, college au
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āš ļøšŸ’¦Smut cws; 'pretty boy' nickname for Armin, šŸ±eating, humping (the mattress and ur šŸ±) he accidentally cums in his pants, accidentally slipping just the tip in, cumshot onšŸ±
"I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do... I mean, I-I haven't done this before." Armin admits. His whole face reddens and he keeps his gaze lowered.
"Aw, that's okay. I'll guide you through it." You say, reaching for his t-shirt and grabbing it, pulling him in for a kiss.
His brain short circuits when he feels your lips. He can hardly believe that this is reality. It takes him a few seconds to kiss back. He positively melts into you, whole body leaning in for this kiss he's been craving for so long.
See, Armin's been the shy boy you sit next to during lectures.
He tries not to look at you too much, because just a glimpse of your body can get his pants tightening. There's been too many times where he's had to scoot the chair in closer to the desk to hide his hard-on.
And when you lean close while exchanging notes? He's throbbing, his mind is going wild, and he's visibly shaken up. You have to smile; he's so sweet and innocent that you just wanna eat him up.
You totally expected him to freeze up when you asked him to come back to your dorm room after class for a 'study session'. He blinked and hesitated, then stuttered out a 'o-okay' and followed you across campus like an excited puppy.
When you start pawing at his chest and pants, his heart races and his mind melts. He has no idea how to say it, but he wants to touch you so badly. You have no idea how many nights he's spent awake daydreaming of this.
In his daydreams, he was always on top of you, but there you had him underneath you, pressing your chest onto his. He wasn't complaining at all, just whimpering while you kissed him so tenderly. His hands very timidly felt you up, he was so calculating with how he touched your body.
Each time you tilt your head into the kiss to deepen it, Armin lets out a soft whimper and squirms his hips into you.
He's hard. Really hard. You can feel him start to throb.
The poor boy really needs relief, but he wants to make you feel good first. So he eagerly asks what you like, and his eyes glitter when you tell him your favorite things. "I-I can do that..." he mumbles shyly.
He freezes up when you undress in front of him. His brows are all raised and his blue eyes blown wide. "Have you never seen a girl naked before?" you giggle, teasing him a bit.
Armin gulps, "N-no... this is a first..." he admits. He tries not to gawk as you take off your bra.
"You've got a bit of a tent there, Armin." You point out.
"Huh! Oh... sorry... y-you're just really pretty. Too pretty for me..." He chokes.
You roll your eyes and take his hands into your own, guiding them onto your body. God knows he didn't have the guts to make that move himself.
The second you let him put his lips on your body, he's tasting you like a starved man, drooling and impatiently kissing everywhere like this is the only chance he's getting.
You gotta assure him a few times that he can take his time, because you're not going anywhere. He gulps and slows down.
He might be an innocent boy, but his hot, impatient kisses feel more erotic than any others you've experienced.
Armin's skin is flushing a cute pink while he kisses down your tummy, just like you told him to do.
He comes to a halt at your panties, and looks up at you like a lost and confused puppy.
"U-um, I'm not sure what to do..." He mumbles.
You smile down at him, his heart flips, "Well, what do you want to do?" you ask.
"I don't know... I-I want to do what makes you feel good?" he replies. There's too much he wants to do, how is he supposed to choose?
"M'kay, then play with it." You instruct him, pressing your clothed pussy lightly against him. He feels excitement get caught in his throat, and he nearly chokes on his own saliva. Is he drooling?
After a moment of awed hesitation, he gulps and timidly presses his lips to your plush lips.
He licks stripes through your panties up your lips to your clit, and he seems to really get into it. Especially when you start moaning in response and moving your hips against his face.
His lips grow hot and wet, and you pull your panties aside so he can lap at your juices. You almost want to tease him and call him a puppy right then because of how he behaves.
Armin moans while eating you out (he's just the type šŸ˜Œ) and looks up at you for reassurance of what he's doing with his tongue. He's always cute, but he's especially cute when he's nuzzled between your thighs like this.
While you arch your back and enjoy yourself, he's grinding his hips into the mattress to try and relieve himself. He's so sensitive that he cums in his pants when he hears you moan his name.
He listens to all your guidance, when you tell him to kiss or suck or lick he's immediate to respond.
At first it feels like he has no idea what he's doing when he slips his tongue inside your hole, but he quickly figures out what makes you feel good.
And he gets really into it, he presses his hot lips flush against your skin, trying to get as deep as he can.
"Rub it with your thumb, pretty boy, like that ā€“ mhm, there we go, that's it." you sigh. He's quick to learn how to play with your clit.
You taste so good it's making his head spin, and your moans encourage him to keep going even though his tongue feels tired and his dick is straining against his wet pants.
He brings his lips back to your clit, kisses it and sucks at it, soft lips nipping a little. He tries all sorts of ways to lick it, until he figures out how you like it best. "Fuck, keep doing that, 'm gonna cum." you whimper, body curving and rolling on the mattress almost artistically.
He savors your orgasm, feeling every tremble of your hips on his face. You squeeze your thighs around his head, feeling his soft blond hair tickling your skin. He moans against your sensitive clit while you ride your high out.
You make a delicious mess all over his lips and he licks it up slowly, savoring the taste of you. There's a shiny sheen on his cheek and chin when he pulls his face out from between your thighs.
You're breathless, shaky and sweaty, a dripping mess, but you want to satisfy him, too.
"Come here." You beckon for him, and he paws his was up to meet your face.
He rests his cock against you and boy, it feels heavy.
"You did so good," You coo at him, giving him a deep kiss. You can taste yourself on him, he thinks that's just so hot.
Armin whimpers into your mouth when you squeeze your thighs around his waist. You pull away and smile at him.
"You seem pretty worked up. Wanna rub against me and get your relief, pretty boy?" You ask, looking him in the eye.
"Y-y-yes ā€“ y-yes please..." He replies in a shaky breath.
He squeezes his eyes shut in pleasure when you buck your hips up against his. He's never even thought about the idea of having his dick squished between your body and his own.
Breathy curses fall from his lips as he begins rubbing against you.
He swallows sharply and buries his head in the crook of your neck. His arms wrap around you shyly, and his hips start rocking back and forth needily to satisfy himself.
You help him slip his cock out of his pants. Even the act of you unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans makes him whimper.
He doesn't waste time, he starts grinding against your pussy hard.
He's so hot it's scalding to the touch. You can feel the shape of his cute mushroom tip, and a very noticeable big vein running up his length.
"I-is this okay?" He asks unsurely, grinding his cock right between your soft lips. You can feel him pulsing against your sensitive clit.
"Mhm, it feels good, keep going." You tell him shakily.
He clings to your body tight, completely intoxicated by the feeling tingling throughout his dick with each thrust. There's a wet sheen on his cock, it feels so messy. All the sounds you make have him obsessed.
His tip dips inside you with one accidental thrust.
"S-sorry!" He whimpers into your ear.
"It's okay." You giggle, "I don't mind." you assure him.
He keeps clumsily slipping his lil mushroom tip inside, letting out an erotic moan into your ear each time. It's a total accident, of course, he's too innocent to be doing it on purpose.
"Why not hold it and rub it into my clit?" You suggest cheekily.
He gulps and does just that.
You can feel the curves of his tip rubbing over your clit. He focuses really hard on figuring out a pattern you like, and goes at it until you're arching your body against him.
He doesn't stop until you cum again. "C-can I cum on you? Is that okay?" he asks. His cheeks are so pink, he's so breathless and uncomposed it's cute.
"Mhm, go ahead, pretty boy, cum anywhere you want." You tell him, and he melts hearing you give him that permission.
He lets out a high-pitched cry that's just too cute, you have to refrain from giggling. He almost sounds like a cat.
His creamy release shoots out all over your pussy and thighs. He has to pull back and watch in awe, mouth erotically agape and lungs exhaustedly panting, as his cum drips down your skin. It's way better than any of his daydreams.
"D-did I do okay?" He asks breathlessly.
"You did really good, Armin, really good." You tell him, and he's so happy to hear that. He has a small proud smile on his face.
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luvstruckmutt Ā· 8 months ago
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something about hearing the person you love laugh out loud (ā *ā Ė˜ā ļø¶ā Ė˜ā *ā )ā .ā ļ½”ā *ā ā™”
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under-seasoned-pasta Ā· 25 days ago
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Been a while since a recap but CARLOS SAINZ WINS IN MEXICO šŸ‡²šŸ‡½šŸŒ¶ļø
Really solid weekend for Carlos (and Ferrari in gen) both this week and last in Austin. Glad to see Ferrari make a comeback.
But also, WEā€™RE REALLY SEEING RED-BULLS DOWNFALL HERE? The rivalry between Lando and Max has been one of my favorite parts of this season, but to see what Max pulled on Lando today and see them drop to 3rd in constructors championship??
Tbh waiting for Carlos to pull through and win the rest of the season + dotd and get WDC before leaving Ferrari :)
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