#🎀 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 *ੈ✩‧₊˚

[roryculkinluvr]

heyo :3 just wondering if you could write about charlie walker having a massive crush on reader, making him all shy and flustered. then reader and charlie get partnered up in a class project so they have to study together- charlie ends up confessing and it ends in some sub!charlie smut? ty if you do this, love ur writing c:

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

➸ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: sub!virgin!charlie walker x fem!virgin!reader

➸ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: smut, sexual themes, pet names (baby, good boy, angel, etc), p in v, loss of virginity, protected sex, oral (fem received), cum eating, charlie sucks on readers tits, slight mommy kink, dirty talk.

➸ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: i’m sorry this took me so long to write, it’s much longer than i meant it to be but i hope you enjoy!

charlie had always had crush on you, since freshman year to be exact. the first time he saw you, he became completely and utterly infatuated with you.

senior year was the first time charlie made a move. he took the opportunity when the two of you were in english class, your teacher paired you with charlie for an assignment. a smirk spread across charlie’s mouth as your name left the teachers mouth after his own. his you watched his cheeks turn bright pink when you flashed him a quick smile then turned back to the chalkboard.

once the bell rang, you waited for charlie to pack up so that you two could discuss the project. “hey charlie?”

his gaze shifted from his backpack to you. “hmm?” he hummed with a nod.

“i know it’s a friday, but if you’re not doing anything, we could get together tonight and get started.” you suggested. he began walking towards you, the corners of his mouth turning up as he eyed the dress you wore.

“yeah for sure, do you um… would you wanna come to my house?” he asked, stumbling over his words. you found it endearing that he got nervous around you.

“i’d love that, can i come at six?” you questioned. charlie followed beside you as you left the classroom, entering the hallway.

“yeah, i’ll text you my address.” he responded. charlie was trying so hard to sound ‘nonchalant’.

“perfect. i’ll see you then.” you beamed, turning around to go to your next class.

“see you then.” he echoed. charlie watched as you walked to walked away, shaking his head with a smirk on his face.

at six, you rang charlie’s doorbell, he opened the door and gave you a half smile. he analyzed every inch of your body, you wore the same sleeveless dress that drove him insane earlier that day. it was casual yet sexy, short but modest and a light jacket was covering your arms, hiding your bare skin. “hi charlie.”

“hi” he said in a breathy voice, butterflies swarmed in his stomach. “come in.” you stepped inside as he shut the door behind you.

although you had known charlie for four years, this was your first time in his house. you scanned the walls that were cloaked with old family photos and art work. you could feel charlie’s eyes on you as you admired his parents’ taste in art.

“you know it’s rude to stare charlie.” you teased. he let out a nervous laugh.

“my fault, you just look nice is all.” he couldn’t look into your eyes.

“thank you charlie, that’s so sweet.” you turned back to a picture of charlie and his mother when he was around six or seven.

whilst examining the interior of charlie’s home, you realized how quiet it was. “are your parents home?” you wondered.

he shook his head. “no they’re out of town til monday.” he explained as he led you to the downstairs living room.

it was spacious and nicely furnished, what really caught your eye was the bookcase beside the tv. it was overflowing with endless DVDs. “do you just have every movie?” you joked as your finger ran along one of the shelves. you were honestly impressed, it seemed as charlie owned every film you could name.

your comment was met with short laugh. “basically.” he responded. charlie sat down on his large couch, placing his school bag on the coffee table. you did the same before removing your jacket, resting it beside you.

charlie couldn’t help but notice how close you sat to him, especially given the amount of space you could’ve occupied. the bare skin that poked out of his t-shirt brushing yours made goosebumps paint his skin.

charlie fixed his gaze on you as you pulled a pencil and paper out of your bag. “so, i was actually thinking we could do something film related for our project. we pretty much have free reign over the research topic. so, maybe like comparing certain aspects of a specific movie to it’s book?” charlie proposed. he studied your expressions closely, desperately hoping you didn’t think his idea was stupid.

“that’s perfect.” you responded. you and charlie began to jot down your ideas stemming from charlie’s suggestion.

you both worked on the project for hours, taking quick glaces at each other and looking away anytime one of you thought the other was about to look up. it was half pass nine when you realized how much time had gone by. “oh shit.” you mumbled after checking your watch. charlie looked at you with furrowed eyebrows, confused with your distresss. “it’s almost ten, i’m sorry for keeping you working this late.”

“i didn’t mind at all” he put down his pencil and looked up, into your eyes. “i was actually thinking you could maybe stay a little longer.” he offered.

“oh?“ you tried your best to hide the grin that was forming on your face.

“yeah, i like this.” you gave him a puzzled look. “like i mean i like you.” he explained. you smiled at him, this calmed his anxiety flooded brain. “i have for a while.”

“me too.” you revealed. you watched charlie’s eyes brighten as you said this.

he stared at your lips hesitantly, failing to make eye contact. as charlie leaned in closer, so did you. the pace of his heartbeat was so rapid that you could almost hear it. you parted your lips slightly and charlie met them for a kiss. but, he pulled away almost instantly. charlie was still so close that you could feel his heavy, nervous breath on your mouth. “was that okay?” he asked softly.

without answering, you cupped the side of his face and pressed your lips against his. charlie couldn’t explain it, but he felt warm all over. as the boy became more comfortable, he placed one hand on your leg, the other on your waist. he broke the kiss again, “you have no idea how long i’ve wanted this.” he panted. you pecked his lips quickly.

“why don’t you tell me how long char?” you purred.

“ninth grade, been wanting to kiss you since i met you.” he admitted. you beamed at him before exploring his lips again, tilting your head to deepen the kiss. this made charlie hum into your mouth, his lips became sloppy and needy against yours.

“want you so bad” he breathed, between kisses.

“yeah? what do you want me to do?” you teased. your fingers played with his hair, making his cheeks turn bright pink.

“anything… anything you want.” he stammered. when charlie said anything, he meant it. he would’ve done anything and everything you asked him to. he was all yours.

“i want you to tell me what you want charlie.” you insisted.

“i want you to fuck me” he mumbled. his eyes focused on his hands, too flustered to meet your eyes.

“hm? couldn’t hear you.” you teased.

“i said, i want you to fuck me… please.” he repeated, the plead sounded desperate, almost whiny.

“yeah? have you ever done that before?” you questioned.

he shook his head, embarrassment displayed on his face. “no, have you?” he responded.

“no.” you answered. charlie was suprised by this. he didn’t think you were a slut or anything of the sort, he just couldn’t believe that he has a chance to be your first and to have you as his.

he put his hand over yours. “we don’t have to if you don’t want to.” he spoke to you so gently.

“i want to charlie.” you assured him. “are you sure you want to?” he nodded his head eagerly.

“i’m definitely sure.” with that, you kissed him again, charlie kissed back so passionately, your tongues lapping.

“then take me to your room char.” you directed. charlie led you to his room which was conveniently, also downstairs.

his room was surprisingly tidy for an eighteen year old boy. the bed was neatly made, there were no clothes scattered on the floor (yet) and everything seemed as it had its own place. the walls were covered in film and music posters.

charlie sat on his bed, his back against his headboard. you walked over to him straddling his lap, feeling him grow harder under you. he brought his large hands to your waist and you attached your lips to his neck, tracing sloppy kisses down it.

charlie took one hand to your shoulder, toying with the strap of your dress. “can i take this off, please?” he asked.

you removed your lips from his hickey stained collarbone to look at him. “only because you asked so nicely.” you joked. charlie pulled your dress down, it sat at your hips. under your dress you wore a baby pink lace bra.

“you’re so perfect.” he slammed his lips against yours before removing his shirt.

you traced charlie’s abs with your finger. “you know, you can take my bra off if you want.” his breath hitched just from those words.

charlie fumbled with the clasp of you bra, you tossed it aside. he sharply inhaled. charlie’s brain went fuzzy from the sight of you boobs. “fuck…” he sighed.

“you wanna touch them?” you teased. charlie nodded instantly.

“go ahead charlie.” he kneaded one of your tits, bringing his mouth to the other. he hummed in pleasure while he sucking on it. charlie flicked your hard nipple with his tongue, he could’ve came in his pants from just this.

“i need you, i’ll be so good for you. you have no idea how bad i need you.” charlie whined.

“want me to fuck you so bad hm?” you taunted.

“please.” he groaned before leaving a soft peck on your boob.

“please what?” you teased. charlie felt so pathetic (but he loved it).

“please fuck me.” he said in a high pitched whine.

“such a good boy” charlie whimpered at your praise. you moved off of him, pulling your dress down entirely along with the shorts underneath. he removed his pants, you could see his painfully hard cock through his boxers.

you laid on his bed, propping yourself up on your elbows. charlie sat beside you, rummaging in his nightstand for a condom. once he found one, he removed his boxers and rolled it over his dick. the sight of his tip leaking with pre cum somehow made you even more wet then you already were.

charlie moved on top of you. he wanted so bad to taste you or make you feel good first, but he was so needy. you brought your hand to his cock, pumping it a few times. “m’so wet charlie, bet you want.”

“gonna make you feel good, i promise.” he said before lowering himself into you slowly, making sure not to hurt you.

you hissed at the new sensation. “does that feel okay? i don’t want to hurt you.” he panicked.

“feels so good, just needed a second. you can move now.” you answered. charlie kissed you before thrusting into you, he rested his head in the crook of your neck, whispering compliments into your ear.

“you’re so beautiful.” “you’re so good to me.” “feels better than i ever thought.”

his pace was slow, he needed more. “can i go faster?” he breathed.

“say please.” you kidded.

“please, please let me go faster please. i need it so bad.” he begged into your ear. you bit you lip.

“so needy for me char, yeah you can baby.” calling him that name alone forced a drawn out moan out of his mouth.

charlie move so that he was looking at you, placing his hands around your waist as he began pumping in and out of you faster than before. “mmm fuck! feels so good, you can go even faster if you want.” you cooed. charlie’s eyes widened at your words.

“m’so close.” he sobbed, watching your tits bounce as he pushed into you so quickly.

“not yet char, can you be a good boy for me and hold it?”

“yes.” he nodded.

“then say it.” you demanded.

“sa-say what?” he babbled. his eyebrows furrowed, charlie could barely form thoughts overwhelmed with pleasure.

“say you’ll be a good boy for me.”

“ahhh! fuck! i’ll be a good boy for you baby.” he groaned. he pumped into you rapidly, his skin slapping against yours. the room filled with both of your loud moans.

you felt charlie’s dick twitch inside you a few times, before his cum spilt out into the condom. his breath was incredibly shaky as high pitched whimpers left his lips. “don’t wanna stop, m’gonna make you cum too mommy.” charlie told you.

“such a good boy. m’so close, fuck!” you moaned. “gonna cum soon.”

“can, ahh! can i taste it? please?” charlie pleaded. “always thought about what you would taste like.”

“yes charlie, fuck!” charlie removed his cock from your dripping wet pussy, laying down in front of it. his mouth met your cunt, swirling his tongue on your clit.

“just like that char, feels so fucking good.” you cried as your hips bucked into charlie’s face whist you tugged on his hair. charlie sucked, kissed and licked at your sensitive pussy. “i’m gonna cum now char!”

you felt the built up tension break as you came into charlie’s mouth, he licked up every last drop of it hungrily. “you taste so, so good mommy.” he cooed.

“come here.” he quickly laid beside you, turning to face you.

“was, was i good?” charlie asked, out of breath.

“charlie, you were perfect. you’re my good boy.” you praised, stroking the side of his face.

“mmm thank you angel, only your good boy.” he told you.

“how was that your first time?” you were so shocked that charlie could make you feel that good, given that he was a virgin.

“i’ve thought about this a lot, about us.” he replied.

“me too char, all the time.”

“do you want to spend the night?” you grinned at his question. “my parents aren’t going to be home for a couple days.” he reminded you.

“of course i do.” you chimed.

charlie gave you a kiss, “perfect, let me get us cleaned up.”

[roryculkinluvr]

Don’t know if you’ve written about this before, but I saw your recent post abt tying Danny up and wondered if you could write a fic about that? You’re my fav Rory writer 🫶🏻🤍

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

𝐏����𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: sub dan cooper x mean fem dom reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: smut, sexual themes, oral sex (m receiving), bondage, mommy kink, humiliation kink, overstimulation, darcyphilia.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: thank you for saying i’m your favourite rory writer that literally made my day, you’re so sweet! i really hope you like this, idk how to feel about it, please lmk your feedback ♡︎

“what are you doing?” danny asked as you pulled a strand of duct tape out of the roll, ripping it whist making eye contact with him. you walked towards your boyfriend who sat on the couch and kneeled in front of him.

“you’ll see.” you teased. “put your hands out danny.” he obeyed you hesitantly. you wrapped the tape around his wrists, looking up at him innocently. his eyebrows furrowed as anxiety flooded his senses.

“you’re scaring me.” he croaked, trying to break free from the restraint. his frantic movements caused his hair to fall out of place, which you found attractive.

you tilted your head to the side. “want me to stop? was gonna make you feel so, so good.” you purred, rubbing his thighs.

“no don’t stop.” he shook his head. “please.” danny studied you, trying to figure out what you were going to do next as you stood up and slowly removed your clothes. the look of you in just your bra and underwear made his mind run wild.

you kneeled back down, resting one hand on dan’s thigh and unzipping his pants with the other. “good boy…” you said in a low, sultry voice. “are you gonna be a good boy for mommy?” you asked him.

“yes momma… i’m always your good boy.” dan answered. his nerves almost turned him on even more, all he wanted was your mouth on his cock.

“then lift your hips for me baby.” he did as you said, you pulled down his pants, revealing his obviously hard cock which was covered by his boxers. “you like that, not knowing what i’m gonna do next, not having control.” you teased, brushing your hand over his clothed dick.

“yeah i do momma.” he responded, you smiled up at him before pulling down his boxers. danny was painfully hard, his cock wet with pre cum.

“so hard for me.” you purred before placing a kiss on his inner thigh. “y’look so pretty with your hands all tied up.” you pecked his skin again, he hummed in pleasure.

your sloppy kisses so close to his throbbing cock made him incredibly desperate for your touch. “momma please.” dan whined.

“hm? i thought you were scared baby, now you’re begging?” you taunted.

“stop, just touch me please. it’s too much teasing.” dan begged.

“i am touching you… do you want me to touch you somewhere else?” all he did was nod. “well if you want me to touch you somewhere else… i’m gonna need you to use your words.”

“want you to touch… my cock… please.” he told you.

“good boy.” you replied, biting back a smile. dan sighed in pleasure as you began to stroke his shaft whist leaving light licks on his tip.

“thank you.” dan huffed. you took his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue on it, making his breath shudder.

you took your mouth of his tip, making him whine in annoyance. “could probably make you cum so fast just by touching your tip.” you scoffed before taking bobbing your head up and down his shaft, hollowing your cheeks.

loud high pitched moans and whimpers left his mouth almost immediately, danny was always very vocal.

you looked up at him and his head was tilted back, not looking at you. noticing this, you replaced your mouth with your hand. “what, what are you doing? why’d you stop?” dan whined, fumbling his words. he looked down at you, finally meeting your eyes.

“you gotta look at me danny.” you ordered, slowing down the pace of your hand on his cock.

“i won’t be able to last much longer with you looking at me like that.” he admitted, cheeks pink from shame.

“really? you can’t even take my mouth alone? so pathetic.” you mocked.

“no m’not pathetic, i can- i can take it.” he said, more speaking to himself. you nodded before placing your lips back on his cock, making sure his eyes met yours.

“feels so good mommy...don’t stop…please.” dan spoke in a whiny voice, filled with desperation. drawn out whimpers left his mouth as he struggled to keep his eyes on yours. you began bobbing your mouth up and down his cock faster. “ugahhh fuck thank you, feels so fucking good, fuck momma.” he cried. dan’s chest rose and fell quickly, embarrassment filled his brain as he couldn’t take it for much longer. you felt his dick twitch inside your mouth before warm cum spilt down your throat, you swallowed every drop.

“can’t believe you came so fast, you’re so sensitive today. does being scared turn you on or something? you like being tied up like this? huh?” you taunted. he nodded shyly. “what did i say about using your words danny? thought you were a good boy.”

“yeah i like it and i am.” he revealed, his voice quiet and breathy, still calming down from his high.

“you’re what?” you questioned. you knew exactly what he meant but you got off on making him feel pathetic.

“i’m your, i’m your good boy.” he replied. his eyes widened as you stroking his shaft at a rapid pace. after a couple minutes, poor danny was so overstimulated that he could feel himself about to cry. you were being so rough with him. “ahhh, don’t know how long i can last momma fuck fuck fucughha.” with that, you just started going even faster making tears stream down his face. he was so shaky, hips jolting into your hand.

“are you crying danny? really can’t take it?” you asked him.

he shook his head, unable to form an entire sentence. “i- ahh i can.” was all he could say.

second later, he came all over your tits. you took two fingers and picked up some of his cum off your chest and sucked it off your fingers, whist looking him in the eyes. that alone could’ve made him finish a third time.

“did so good for me baby, such a good boy.” you cooed, before standing up to kiss his forehead. you stroked his hair whilst praising him for taking it so well.

“thank you, thank you so much momma.” he panted, smiling at your compliments. you gently removed the tape from his wrists before cleaning him up.

[roryculkinluvr]

hii i luv ur work been a fan for a while now & i figured since u write a lot abt charlie mayb ud be comfortable w writing about charlie + reader sleeping peacefully until charlie gets woken up by reader whos having a wet dream, he’s a bit embarrassed about it but also turned on, he decides to wake reader up whos clueless at first but then remembers their dream, they end up having sex to cure their hornyness hihi

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pairing: switch charlie walker x switch fem reader

warnings: established relationship, smut, sexual themes, wet dream, unprotected p in v, aftercare

notes : i love this idea so much and had so much fun writing it! i’m not sure how well i did with this so feedback is highly appreciated :)! thank you for all of your support with the request, you’re so sweet mwah ♡

you were wrapped in charlie’s arms, your head rested on his chest as you both slept. he held you so close as your body began shifting in his embrace, mumbles of his name leaving your lips.

as charlie was a light sleeper, after a few quiet calls of his name, he woke up. “yeah?” he replied, still half asleep. you didn’t answer. charlie lifted his head slightly, attempting to look at your face. “y/n?” he whispered.

“mmm fuck.” you swore under your breath, “feels good char.” charlie’s eyes widened as he finally clued in, you were having a wet dream about him. his cheeks turned crimson, so flustered by his own discovery.

it goes without saying that you and charlie had already had sex, many times. it was the fact that you dreamt about it that drove him crazy. he couldn’t describe how he felt, proud yet embarrassing but overall turned on.

charlie could feel himself growing hard, your sighs of pleasure and groans only made it worse. he was trying his best to ignore it. he tried his best to pretend he wasn’t imagining your tight cunt wrapped around him or watching your tits bounce as you rode him.

“please char.” you mumbled. just those words alone forced a hushed whimper out of him.

after a few minutes of the sounds of your muffled moans, charlie simply couldn’t take it any more; he was painfully hard. he propped himself up onto his elbow, gently shaking your arm with his other hand. “baby wake up, are you okay?” he asked gently.

“m’okay, why?” you replied, your voice was raspy and your eyes were still shut.

“you were saying my name, that’s all.” charlie didn’t know how to go about this; he didn’t want to embarrass you, or himself.

“no i wasn’t?” you mumbled. you slowly opened your eyes, looking up at him while your head remained on his chest.

“yeah you were. you were swearing and saying my name, so i wanted to check on you.” charlie gave you a warm smile, pushing down his thoughts which were running wild.

while trying to get more comfortable, after being woken up by your “concerned” boyfriend, you moved your leg which pressed against charlie’s boner. he prayed to god that you didn’t notice, but spoiler alert, you most definitely did.

“must have been my dream, sorry for waking you up.” you told him in a low, sultry voice after catching on to what your boyfriend was initially insinuating.

“what was your dream about?” he asked you, trying to sound like he didn’t already know the answer.

“you.” was all you said before moving so you were on top of charlie, his arms wrapped around your back. “seems like you liked what i was saying, is that why you woke me up?” you teased.

“yeah, um, yeah. what uh, what were we doing in your dream?” he asked. charlie found you impossibly hot, anything you did in that moment would’ve just turned him on more and more.

“you were on top of me.” you purred, charlie’s eyes widened.

“fuck.” he huffed. you brought your lips to his neck, leaving a trail of kisses to his lips. “can we, do you want to—” he began.

“if you want to fuck then yes.” you interrupted. with that, charlie flipped you over so you were under him. usually you’d tease charlie or make him beg, but that night you were just as needy as he (always) was. he swiftly pulled off your oversized pyjama shirt, charlie’s eyes widened as the sight of your bare chest as revealed from under the thin cotton of your shirt.

he pulled his top off next, immediately crashing his lips into your afterwards. if charlie was on top, he’d usually take a moment to admire you. he’d feel and praise your every inch of your body before he fucked you, but as i said, the two of you were desperate.

he pushed your underwear to the side, pulling his hard cock out of his boxers and aligned himself with your entrance. “i love it when you let me take care of you baby, you look so pretty under me… you always look so, so beautiful.” he told you.

“you’re so sweet to me cher, so perfect.” you smiled at him before he pushed himself into you. he went slow at first, easing his way into the fast pace you both desperately needed.

“so sexy.” charlie muttered. he knew he wasn’t going to last long as his gaze shifted from your face to your tits (again). he took one in his hand, kneading it as he thrusted in you.

“feels so good mmm fuck.” you moaned as felt charlie bottom out inside you, he did this slowly a few times before returning to a faster pace.

“you like that baby.” charlie smirked as a drawn out groan left your lips, he took that as a yes.

“you can— you can go faster char, you’re not hurting me i promise.” you were panting, stumbling over your words, this only turned charlie on more. “please.”

as the plead left your mouth, he began pounding into you. honestly, you weren’t expecting this from charlie it was unlike him. he’d usually be under you, begging you to let him cum, but knowing you were dreaming of him taking control, of him being on top, gave him a boost in confidence.

“baby ugahhh you feel so fucking good.” charlie groaned. his brain went fuzzy as whimpers and babbled spilled from his mouth, poor charlie was barely able to form words as he fucked you. “mmmaughhh, m’gonna fuck i’m gonna cum. m’so close!” he whined.

“cum inside me, need you to fill me up.” you told him.

“okay, fuck, okay baby.” was all he said before he finished, his warm cum filling your cunt. “m’gonna keep going, want you to cum too.” he panted.

you reached down to play with your clit as charlie’s cock hit your g spot perfectly with each thrust. “m’close.” you huffed.

the room filled with both of your high pitched moans until you came on his dick.

while you both calmed down, charlie held you close to his chest as your fingers played with his curls. “you should let me do that more often, like be on top. i mean, you were kinda dreaming about it.” he teased, laughing softly.

you rolled your eyes at him playfully “oh shut up” you joked. “you like it when i’m in control.” you giggled, kissing your boyfriend’s cheek.

charlie rolled his eyes right back at you, in such a way that accepted that you were right. “fine, now i’ll get us cleaned up.” he kissed your lips gently before wiping you down with a wet towel and helping you get dressed in his pjs.

you both whispered your ‘i love you’s before drifting back to sleep in each others arms.

[roryculkinluvr]

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