#And come on. babydoll. Let him put it in your mouth again after all that too.

[zappedbyzabka]

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[princessbrunette]

omggg i adore kitty!reader so much shes so !! me !!! how do u think jayj would put her in her place … i feel like whenever shes having her mini tantrums people get equally as frustrated bc she gets feisty but jj has like .. magic on him or something 💭

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you’d been in a bad mood since coming home from work. bartending wasn’t for the weak, especially when the locals constantly harassed you and berated your drink pouring skills — which was mostly put down to being a woman. by the time you get back to jj’s empty house, the blonde sat on his messy porch with a bottle of beer when you got back — you had quite the attitude.

“if it ain’t my favourite bartender. how’s m’girl, come over here.” he opens his arms and you storm right past making his brows shoot up, lips pressed together as he adjusts his cap. “alrighty, guess someone’s in a mood.” he pushes up onto his feet, swaggering in through the open door.

“‘somethin’ happen? what’s up?” he calls after you, spotting you in the kitchen angrily opening and closing cupboard doors as you try to make yourself something to eat.

“where is my plate?” you demand, clearly frustrated. he blinks, thinking back to your special plate that you always ate off. some cutesy antique thing you found at a yard sale, a beloved item of yours. he silently winces, eyeing it sat in the sink, soaking in bubbles.

“yeah uh, so basically i ate my lunch off it ‘cus i forgot to do the dishes, uh — again. that’s my bad. i got paper plates you can use? great thing about those is that when you’re done with ‘em you don’t gotta wash ‘em. you just throw ‘em away. makes me wonder why we even buy regular plates in the first pl—”

“no i don’t want a paper plate jj j want my plate! i just want to eat my food and— and you’re here just— just—” you explode, still refusing to offer him even a glance as you continue hunting for something to eat your leftovers off.

“hey, hey— put them claws away kittycat. no need for that. c’mon pretty girl where’s that smile?”

you spin around, fists balled at your side, tears of anger in your eyes.

“dont tell me to smile! go away!” you yell before turning away with a loud huff. jj drops his head down, tongue in his cheek as he nods, thinking for a moment before approaching slowly.

“easy, alright? you’re not gonna take that tone with me, mama i’m on your side.” as he speaks, you feel the warmth of his front press to your back, an arm cautiously sliding around your waist to keep you stable. his other arm snakes around your neck, pulling you into a light headlock, just enough pressure to ground you. he lowers his head to talk into your ear as you stare directly at the cabinet, already melting a little against him. “you wanna talk ‘bout your day? y’already know i’m all ears baby. but you gotta watch that attitude, yeah? you’re home now, i’m here. just… dial it back.”

there’s some silence, and you nod — releasing a shaky breath as you feel some of the grossness from your day leave your body. “uh-huh, that’s all you needed wasn’t it babydoll? needed to be told. that’s okay, i get it.” he kisses your temple before removing his arm from your neck, using both hands to squeeze your waist and turn you around.

the gaze he receives from you is nothing short of guilty, doll-like eyes blinking up at him slowly as you take deep breaths. “now what you’re gonna do, is sit that cute lil ass down and let me fix you up a plate. you’re gonna eat that shit, then, you’re gonna talk to me about your day,” he walks you backwards until your legs hit the chair at the table and you drop down to sit in it. he leans forward, hands cupping your cheeks. “and after that, oh i’mma fuck the shit out of you. like, you’re not even gonna remember what day of the week it is— let alone what shitty customers ran their mouth at you today. that sound good?”

“yes, jj.” you respond, pupils pretty much taking up your whole eye like an entertained kitten.

“thats what i like to hear, ma’am. alright, wait there. i got you.”

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[xzaddyzanakinx]

| So, So, Right | final part

Stepbro! Anakin × innocent reader

18+ MDNI

Warnings: smut, inappropriate relationships, oral sex, public/semi-public, demeaning/condescending words toward reader, fingering, dom/sub dynamics, dd/lg dynamics (implied), daddy kink, unprotected PIV

Info: Modern AU, Anakin is whipped, Anakin literally worships the ground you walk on, reader is accidentally a brat, reader has oral fixation

NOT PROOFREAD

Those words tumbled out of Anakin’s mouth in a way you thought impossible, the possessive tone in his voice was almost enough to have you cum all over again. You buffered, unsure of how to answer, unsure if you could actually speak right now. All you could do was nod aggressively and hope that was answer enough for him.

He let loose a wicked smile, soaking in the powerful feeling from the way your body responded to him. Your eyes dilated beyond belief, your bottom lip tucked behind your top row of teeth, your hips rolling that tight little cunt against him.

“Alright, c’mon puppy don’t beg.” He chuckled, making fun of the way you struggled to tell him YES.

Achingly slow he plunged one thick finger back into your warm heat, sucking air through his teeth as if he were the one getting pleasured. Languidly thrusting before gently introducing another finger. You whimpered at the slight stretch, your legs involuntarily try to push you away from him. Once the weight of him settled into you he rocked his hand back and forth, watching every movement his hand made between your legs.

“This okay babydoll?” He looked up to you, mild concern on his face.

“Hurts Ani.” You whined, gasping as he put pressure against - that - spot deep within you.

“Gotta relax,” he whispered, lowering himself back between your legs.

You expected him to reintroduce his tongue to work in tandem with his fingers, but he didn’t. Instead he used his free hand to apply much needed friction on your clit with his calloused thumb. Immediately causing you to flutter around his fingers, drawing out a whimper from his throat.

“Patient, patient, - fuck -“ he moaned, feeling you clamp down harder this time, seemingly telling himself to have patience, not you.

“Feelin’ good aren’t you princess?” He asked, looking up at you from between your plush thighs.

“Uh huh.” You sniffled, bringing both hands up to hide your face. “Please, Ani I need more please.”

“Think you can take it baby girl?” He rose to his knees, dragging his fingers out of your cunt with a scissoring motion.

“I can! I can do it!” Your hands reach out to him, and he gladly takes both of them into his one large palm, lovingly squeezing them for your comfort.

“Just a little bit more, just one more,” when his fingers re-entered, he had added another.

Sucking air through your teeth you dug your nails into his palm. Fighting the urge to close your thighs around his hand, stopping him from completing his slow descent into your pussy.

“I know princess, I’m sorry.” He whined, coming down to hold you close to him.

Releasing your hands so he could pull you against his chest, securing you in place. One leg trapped between two of his to prevent you from squirming out of reach. Your whimpers made his cock throb against your abdomen, shooting a jolt of lightning straight to your cunt and giving you just a second of relief.

Anakin watched as your face flickered from hurt to pleasure, leaning in to lick your tears away. After giving you a moment to adjust he pumped his thick digits back and forth in your wet heat, lewd slick sounds echoing in the room along with your panting breath. He took note of the way you were sucking on your bottom lip, and wanted to give you a better option.

“Here, you just bite down on my shoulder.” He encouraged you, “need something to keep that mouth busy don’t you darlin’?”

You whined a soft “Yes.” Into the crook of his neck before sinking your teeth into the muscles flesh.

He groaned, bucking against your hip in search of friction. Anakin was in pain, not from your teeth, but from his weeping cock. Precum had leaked out continuously, leaving a wet spot on his checkered boxers. Without even looking he knew that his cock was an angry red, he wouldn’t last long when he finally was able to seat himself to the hilt inside the velvet walls of your perfect cunt.

Your whimpers had turned to pleasurable moans just moments ago, and Anakin’s selfish need for release made him ask for more.

“Baby?” He whispered making you release your death grip on his shoulder.

“Ani?” You questioned, furrowing your eyebrows when his fingertips brushed against a particularly sensitive area.

“Do you think you can take me?” His head dropping to your chest, nuzzling against your hardened nipple.

“I- I don’t know.” You responded, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

“I can’t wait any more babydoll, s’hurting me.” He groaned, reluctantly breaking your embrace to kneel between your legs.

He kept up his movements to caress your gummy insides while pulling down his boxers, allowing his angry and swollen cock to slap against his stomach.

“Oh Ani-“ you gasped, he was huge, thick and veiny. “I can’t. It’s too much.”

His eyes flickered between his hand cupping your cunt and your shocked expression.

“I’ll be so gentle,” he cooed, “it’ll only hurt for minute.”

He lined himself up with your entrance, slowing his hand’s movement. You were torn between your need to please him, and self preservation, he was going to split you in half. But, he was your Ani, your favourite person in the world, if he said it’s gonna be okay, then it’ll be okay.

“Oh-okay, I can do it.” You nodded, hands gripping the sheets in preparation.

He traded his fingers for the very tip of his cock so quickly you’d think he would die if he waited much longer. The groan he let out was almost pained, his teeth clenched and his eyebrows knitted together, as if it were more painful for him than it was for you.

The creamy coating of your waiting cunt wet the head of his angry cock. You could not only feel the way each breath he took made his dick pulse, but you could also feel just how warm he was. A pant of guilt washed over you, knowing it was your fault he was hurting so badly.

“Deep breath dollface,” he warned, “just breathe.” Planting a caring kiss on your forehead as the tip breached your entrance.

His forearms resting on either side of you allowed you to claw at his biceps, holding on for dear life and he split you wide open. Tears flowed down your cheeks and you sniffled to keep more at bay.

“That’s my good girl,” whimpering encouragement for you. “Doing so good, so so good f’me babydoll.”

“Wa-wanna be good for you daddy.” You hiccuped.

“Fuckin’ shit.” His hips went slack for a second causing him to accidentally push deeper and quicker than he meant to.

You let out a choked sob that pulled at his heartstrings.

“So sorry darlin’, M’sorry.” He cooed, stilling his movement completely. He quickly cupped your burning hot cheek in his palm.

“Too much.” You cried.

“I know, I’m sorry.” He panted, clearly struggling to keep still. “Hold on, I’ll stop.”

He whimpered, trying to ease back out of your abused walls. Your left leg quickly hooking around his waist, holding him still. A look of pure confusion washed over Anakin, he wasn’t sure how to respond. Should he continue? Should he stop? He certainly didn’t want to hurt you, but it’s different if you’re - asking - him too.

“Jus’ try.” You whispered, “I can take it.”

He nodded, eagerly resuming his struggle to fully sheath himself in you, he was barely halfway. He left his position over you in favor of kneeling between your legs, knowing he’d be less likely to repeat his mistake this way. His eyes glued to the spot where his thick cock was being enveloped by your poor little cunt.

He left one hand to roam the expanse of your trembling body, the other hesitant to block his view of your body’s connection. He sighed, stilling again momentarily to spit on your red and puffy pussy. The act made you forget the pain for minute as your cunt contracted around him, a wave of slick coating his dick.

His thumb gently circled your clit, adding extra stimulation to make it easier for you. He was keeping completely still save for the involuntary twitch of his greedy cock.

“Gonna move now okay babydoll?” He whimpered, pulling his hips back.

“M’kay.” You sniffled, finding his hand that palmed at your tits so you could squeeze your small fingers around his.

Torturously slow Anakin drew his hips back and forth, fucking into you just halfway. What had felt like a terrible ripping of tissue began to fade into something pleasurable. Keening at his touch you made contact with his glassy eyes and nodded, silently telling him you were ready for more.

He sped up his ministrations on your sensitive bundle of nerves while gently pushing farther into your pussy. His thighs tense against the plush flesh of your own, while you no longer felt pain it seemed that Anakin was struggling to stay sane.

“So fuckin’ tight.” He whimpered, “I can’t.”

His hips stuttered and you watched in awe of the way he closed his eyes and held his breath, composing himself to the best of his ability before continuing. Applying pressure to your nub to distract you from the way he bullied his cock into your folds.

“Just a little more.” he said, almost chanting the words.

You whined at the burning stretch, your pussy fluttering in an attempt to push him out even though you so badly wanted him buried inside you.

“Fuck!” He stopped again, “don’t do that baby, shit.”

“M’sorry Ani.” You moaned.

“S’okay darlin’.” His head dropping so that his chin met his chest.

Your body arched into his touch, his fingers working double time to rub your clit. His cock throbbed within you, causing another involuntary clench of your pussy. Anakin sucked in a breath that sounded more like a hiss.

“Told you not to do that princess.” His voice was calm but spoke in a warning despite the tiny tremble of his lips.

“Sorry Ani, I can’t help it.” You whined, “I’m sorry, don’t stop again please.”

“Shh, shh stop.” He whined, his eyes clamped shut at the sudden pulsing of your walls, his face scrunched in a way that looked painful.

“I’m sorry!” You babbled, your cheeks hot and tear streaked, “M’sorry Daddy, so sorry.”

“God you’ve fuckin’- you,” he slurred, dropping from his kneeling position with both arms now securely under your body, holding you forcefully to his chest.

He groaned, mumbling to himself, his chest heaving with pained shallow breath. “Can’t say that to me right now darlin’ I can’t-“ he moaned again, cutting off his words as you arched into his touch.

“Please don’t stop, feels good now Ani.” You whined, “keep going Daddy please, I’ll be good.”

“Shit you’ve Fuckin’ done it now.” He groaned and you felt his muscles tense, both of his hands flying to your hips to squeeze in a grounding grip. “Gonna cum, I’m-“

He whined, sheathing fully into your abused cunt, “Shit. Good girl, good girl baby. God you’re just so tight, fuck.”

As rope after rope of sticky cum spilled into your throbbing pussy, he fucked his cum into you gently, barely moving at all while he babbled apologies into your neck.

“Oh,” you moaned, enjoying the way his hot seed coated your insides, “oh Ani, oh I love it.”

“What?” He choked out.

“More, I want more.” You whined, wrapping your legs around his hips. “Need your cum.”

The way his eyes widened with awe at your reaction told you he wasn’t at all expecting that to be your response to his little accident. His mouth descended on yours in an aggressive battle for more, more, more.

What was once tiny and tentative strokes gave way to faster, shallow thrusts. Anakin’s lips suctioned to the crook of your neck like he meant to rip your skin and dive into it. The longer he went on, the more pleasurable it became. The better it felt, the easier it was for you to relax and let loose, Anakin felt absolutely exhilarated watching you discover this new side of yourself.

“You like this?” He whispered, nipping your neck.

“Yes.” You trailed off, high pitched whines following as your nails dug into his shoulders.

“Talk to me baby, tell me what you want.” He growled.

“I want-wanna cum.” You whispered.

He grunted, bringing his hand to your chin. You blushed, gasping as he hit a particularly sensitive spot deep within you. “Fuck!” Hands palming his back sporadically as though you were trying not to drown.

“Language baby.” He panted, placing chaste kisses across your cheeks. “Not so innocent anymore are you?”

“Mmm-no.” You shook your head, starting to rock your hips to meet his.

“Look at you, cursing, asking for my cum-shit- wanting me to fuck you full of it huh?” Each thrust getting more aggressive.

“Please, Anakin, I do.”

“Such a fuckin’ dirty girl aren’t you?” He laughed.

“N-no I’m not.” You said, hiccuping.

“Say it.” He demanded, his gaze blazing into your own.

“But-but you said… you wanted me to be good.” You shook your head, confused.

“I know what I said.” He shot back, deepening his strokes. “So be a good girl and tell me how fucking nasty you are.”

“I-I’m dirty.” You whispered.

“Not good enough babydoll.”

“Ani!” You whined, embarrassment creeping in as you tried to hide your face.

He was quick to redirect your gaze back at him, “Don’t you look away from me.”

“M’sorry.” You whimpered, choking back a sob as he drilled into you at a new angle. His large hands splayed across your abdomen, pushing down on your lower stomach.

“See that?” He gripped the hair at the top of your head, forcing you to look at the space beneath his other hand.

“Uh huh.” You choked out.

“Touch it.” He said, not asking as he released your hair only to take your hand in his and press it into the softness of your lower stomach.

The movement of his cock deep within you could be felt from right there under your palm. The world seemed to fade farther and farther away with each time you felt his balls slap your ass.

“You like the way my cock feels don’t you?” He asked, taunting you.

“Y-yes.” You nodded, eyebrows knitted together as the bed shook.

“You like the way it feels when I fucked my cum in you?” He grinned.

“Yes!” You whined louder, pussy clenching down on him.

“You wanna cum on my cock and make me proud don’t you pretty girl?”

“Yes! Yes!” You nodded, the white hot coil in your stomach growing tighter and tighter with every demeaning syllable from his plump lips.

“So make Daddy proud, and tell me you’re a dirty little cumslut. Okay?” He growled.

“I’m-“ you sniffled, the humiliation so deliciously mean, “I’m a dirty cumsult.”

“See? Good girls listen, and good girls get what they want.” He laughed, bringing his fingers to your clit to furiously roll between his pointer finger and thumb.

Your back arched off the bed, hands tangling in his hair as you fought to breathe. Your vision blurring and the sounds of the room turning to white noise as lightening shot through you. A scream ripped from your throat, and you were too out of it to even comprehend that Anakin had shoved his fingers into your mouth to quiet you.

A hot liquid dribbled down your inner thighs, the next audible words you could hear were praises from Anakin.

“Oh look at you baby,” he cooed watching your bruised lips suck his fingers while your eyes rolled back in your head. “Taking Ani’s big cock so well.”

He moaned, rolling his hips against your mound, letting his dick soak up your cum.

“So proud of you princess, you did so good.” His voice soft and sweet as he brushed your hair from your face.

“Y’know I don’t mean those things right?” He whispered. “I just like to make you blush.” He nipped your nose.

“I k-know” you hiccuped.

“Did I hurt you too much?” He asked, still gently rocking into you.

“No Ani. It felt good.” You admit, wrapping your arms around his shoulders you felt his muscles twitch under your soft skin.

He laughed softly, catching your lips between his, whispering, “Want me to do it again?”

You blushed hiding your face in his neck, nodding against his sweaty skin. He held his hips flush to yours, rolling them in circles and creating a new sensation for you, his pubic hairs brushing over your clit every so often.

“Can I- um.” You giggled in his ear, “can I try?”

“You?” He pulled back, surprised you’d ask. “You want to try riding me?”

“Can I?” You asked sweetly.

“Where’d you learn that?” He squeaked, laughing. “I’m calling Ashley.”

“No!” You giggled, smacking his shoulders before leaning in to whisper, “I read it in Cosmo.”

He let out a gasp, “That’s it! I’m screening everything you read and watch from now on.”

EPILOGUE

“Look what I got in the mail!” You waved a thick envelope in front of Anakin’s face, watching him try not to choke on his lunch.

“Did you open it yet?” He mumbled through a mouth full of food.

“I was waiting for you,” you grinned, slipping your finger under the seam and ripping the envelope open.

You eagerly took out the papers, scanning them for the one line of words that could make or break your happy attitude.

“Oh my god.” A smile gripping your cheeks, “oh my god look! Look right here! I got in!”

You pointed to the acceptance letter and Anakin tossed aside your papers, leaning over the car console to tug you into his arms. He squeezed and peppered your cheeks with kisses, and as he pulled back you could’ve sworn you saw a little tear escape down his face.

“I’m so proud of you, see? I knew you’d get in.” He held his arms out as if he were presenting you to a crowd, “Now all we gotta do is find an apartment.”

He leaned in, catching your lips on a passionate kiss while his hands cupped your face.

You giggled as Anakin packed you across the threshold of your brand new apartment, a cute little shared space near his -and now your-college campus. He watched as you excitedly touched and inspected everything in sight.

Anakin had some of his lacrosse friends help him move everything in a few days prior. He had said ‘I’m not letting you sleep on a mattress on the floor. Don’t pout, I’ll have everything set up soon and then I’ll come get you okay doll face?’

No one knew of your less than normal step-sibling status here, you were free to do as you pleased. You didn’t have to worry about pop-ins from Obi-Wan or your mother seeing as how the campus was three hours away from your hometown. They didn’t even bat an eye when they were told you had switched schools and were planning on living together, they even seemed excited, glad that you would keep each other out of trouble.

Anakin came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and resting his chin atop your head. Swaying your body against his to a silent song, leaning down to plant a sloppy kiss on your exposed neck.

Anakin held both your hands in his, looking out over the pier he’d brought you to for a late afternoon date.

“Listen, I know things won’t always be easy. I know that it will be painful to pretend we’re something else when we visit back home.”

He turned back to you, “But most importantly, I know that I love you.”

He slowly lowered himself to one knee, pulling a tiny velvet box from his jacket pocket. A tearful grin on his sun kissed cheeks.

“We might never get a real wedding, but that’s not gonna stop me from asking,” he opened the box to reveal a teeny tiny pendant, one you’d seen before not so long ago.

“Will you marry me?”

Tears clouded your eyes as you vigorously agreed, throwing yourself down and into his arms.

You giggled as he placed the dainty necklace across your skin, fumbling with the little clasp on the chain. Once it was secured he pressed a small kiss to the nape of your neck.

“This was my moms wedding band. I had it melted down and re-shaped about a week or so after we met.” He blushed, embarrassed.

“It’s gorgeous.” You gasped, running your fingers over where it sat in the dip at the bottom of your throat.

“You’re gorgeous.” He whispered, pulling you into his chest.

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Shades Of Cool

Requested: No, I’m just down bad for current!Vince

Warnings: daddy kink sorry not sorry, dom/sub dynamic, rough sex, squirting, spitting, age gap (Vince is in his sixties and the reader is 23) and I think that’s it. Let me know if I missed any, I don’t proofread.

Pairings: Current!Vince x YoungerFem!Reader

Summary: You’re Vince’s girlfriend, despite the age gap between the two of you. And one day you get bored and decide to spice things up.

It was a sunny day in Nashville, Tennessee. You were sitting outside on the back patio in your favorite sundress and a large sun hat drinking lemonade while reading your favorite book. Vince has been in his study all day working on something you don’t even know what. That man can be so confusing sometimes.

You sighed and leaned back in the black iron chair. The birds were chirping and the small waterfall in the koi pond you had installed was all you could hear. You bit your lip thinking about how to cure your sudden boredom.

And idea popped in your head. A rather naughty one that could either get you in trouble or rewarded. You smirked and giggled get up, butterflies dancing in your stomach. You’re suddenly antsy now. You walked up the beautiful marble staircase and into your shared bedroom. You walked into the closet and opened your special drawer which is full of lingerie. Some you haven’t worn yet. You decided to go for a bubblegum pink lacy teddy. Pairing it with your fuzzy satin pink heels and curling your hair a bit, you walked towards the door of your boyfriend’s study.

Softly knocking on the door, you heard a “come in” and opened it slowly, peaking your head through it without showing your body.

The blonde looked up at you from his desk and smiled, “Hey, babydoll. What’s up?”

You love when he calls you that. Suddenly you’re feeling shy. Not as confident as you did when you first got the idea and put the outfit on. You blushed and slowly walked in, closing the door behind you.

Vince got a good look of your attire. He licked his lips as he looked you up and down. His pretty little babydoll.

“God damn, honey. This all for me?” He asked.

You nodded, crossing your leg behind the other, nervously playing with the hem of the short nightie as you bashfully looked up at him. “Yeah, I was bored.” Your face was red hot right now and his lustful gaze didn’t help.

“Why don’t you come over here and do something for daddy.” His voice suddenly sounded. You quickly nodded and sped walked to him before getting on your knees and undoing his belt. His large cock sprang free after pulling down his boxers. You wrapped your hand around the base and put your mouth on the tip before lowering it, allow him to go deeper and deeper into your mouth. When his cock hit the back of your throat you gagged, and pulled him out of you.

“Don’t think you’re gonna stop there, sweetheart. Come on, suck daddy’s cock like a good girl.” Your pussy was drenched at his words and you slowly sunk your mouth back down his shaft. Vince moaned when you started to pick up the pace. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head feeling like the king of the world right now.

“Oh fuck yes. Such a good girl.” He groaned out.

You swirled your tongue around it as you sucked, once in awhile pushing down deep into your throat.

“I’m gonna cum, and you better swallow it.” Vince said and you nodded ever so slightly, his cock still in your mouth. You bobbed your head up and down until you felt his load in your mouth, running down your throat. You groaned in pleasure as he moaned loudly. The singer pulled you off of him and helped you up, before pushing the papers of song lyrics off the desk and moving his laptop in a safer place, setting you on his desk.

Instinctively, you spread your legs.

Vince pulled off his shirt before kissing you again, grinding his bare cock against your damp panties. “Fuck Y/n.” He groaned. “Mmm daddy…” you whined.

“What do you need babygirl?” He asked, searching your lust filled eyes. “I need you to fuck me.”

“Your wish is my command, sweetheart.” He said before ripping the teddy off of you causing your gasp at the sound of the seams ripping. He pulled down your panties with his teeth before lining up against your wet pussy. Slowly pushing in, you both moaned. You gripped his shoulders as he picked up the pace.

“Fuck, baby.” All you could do was moan and throw your head back as he thrusted into you hard and fast, hitting your spot every time.

“Ahh, daddy…I’m gonna cum.” You cried out, looking into his eyes as tears streamed down your face. Vince believed you couldn’t look any more beautiful.

“Im right behind you baby.” He grunted, squeezing your tits and spitting on them. You clenched around him and came as soon as he did. He quickly pulled his dick out to see you squirt all over the desk and yourself mixed with his cum.

“Oh my god, fuck yes that’s so fucking hot.” He said, catching his breath.

The blonde gave you a sweet kiss before saying, “Come on, let’s take a shower. Round two?”

You giggled, “You know it, rockstar.”

[thegreatirene]

Babydoll 2 (Jack Mercer x Latina!reader)

Part 1

Two days after seeing Jack at Jeremiah’s house you texted Jack that you were outside. You gave him a day for him and his brothers to settle with each other. It’s your day now and you wanted some Jack time. He sent back a kissy face and you pocketed your phone as you waited next to your car.

A few minutes later and Jack comes running out to you. You pulled him into a hug and breathed him in and held him tight as you closed your eyes. It’s been so long since you last seen Jack. You’ve seen his stories on instagram and some clips he put on TikTok. Seeing how he was doing made you feel better but him being there in your arms was way better.

Pulling back Jack grabbed your face and gave you a sweet kiss. He then peppered more kisses around your face as you giggled at him.

“Jack” you sweetly said as you smiled up at him. He grabbed your hands and dragged you towards the house.

“Let me make you something to eat and then we can chill in my room for a minute”

“Jack I’m not hun-“

“You say that all the time until you smell the food” he looked back at you as he made his way up the steps. You rolled your eyes with a smile and followed through the door into the warm home.

You hung your coat up on the rack by the door and took your shoes off as you followed Jack into the kitchen. Sitting on the counter next to the fridge you watched as Jack made himself busy. You thought about the times when you both were in school. Jack always said he would make you food whenever you wanted and you didn’t ever have to cook when he was around. Your sweet punk rock Jack in his pink apron was all you ever wanted.

You watched him with love in your eyes as he cracked eggs into the pan and scrambled them. He looked up at you and smiled back at you.

“What?”

“Nothing just thinking how sexy you look in that frilly pink apron”

“Oh yea?”

“Mhm”

He walked towards you and put himself in between your legs. You wrapped your arms around his neck and played with hair.

“You look so cute~” you kissed his nose, “my cute little house wife~” you giggled as he rolled his eyes and buried his face into your neck. You brought his face back up and kissed him again. He held you closer as he kissed you back and ran his hands all over your body. Wrapping your legs around him as you brought him closer to you. You moaned as you felt him grind against you. You ran your fingers through his hair as he ran on his hands under your shirt and the other on your breast.

*Ahem*

The both of you broke apart and looked at the doorway. There stood Bobby and his smug smile.

“No sex before marriage” he said as he walked over to the stove and turned it off. You smoothed down your hair and shirt as you looked at Jack. His hair was disheveled and rummaged through. Lips wet and pink from your teeth.

“Morning Bobby, didn’t think you’d be awake at this hour” you said as you jumped down from the counter.

“I thought it was angel and your Tia fucking around in here and was gonna tell them to get out,” you smacked his arm as you went to get a glass to drink some water.

“Not every Latina you meet is related Bobby” you said as you pinched him. He swatted your hand away as you went and leaned against Jack.

“You’re saying that cause you don’t want to be labeled as the crazy Latina” he said as he plated the semi burnt eggs on a plate and started to make bacon. You pinched him again and grabbed the plate and walked into the dinning room.

“You’re starting to live up to that stereotype y/n” he rubbed his arm.

“Yea and you’re living up to the racist white man stereotype, Bobby” you bit back as you grabbed some plates to set. He smiled to himself as he flipped the bacon around.

—

“So angel broke and got Sofi, huh?” You said as you bit into the butter toast. Bobby hummed in agreement as he scooped some eggs into his mouth.

“They been fucking since they came home” Jack said with his mouth full of bacon. You looked over at him and eyed him. He did the same and looked at his plate as he smiled.

“I’m gonna have to tell angel that she can’t stay here. Once she’s here shit gets complicated and we don’t need that right now” Bobby said as he drunk some of his coffee and got up. His plate was finished and came over to get your finished plate.

“Aww let angel have his fun. It’s been a while since they last seen each other.” You reasoned as you got up and grabbed the plate Jack offered to you. You kissed his head as you walked by him.

“I don’t give a fuck. She’s not staying here”

“Who’s not staying here?” Came Jeremiah’s voice as he stood in the entrance of the dinning room. Jack smiled and said Sofi as he gestured to the food on the table. Jeremiah shook his head no as he patted jack’s shoulder.

“Good luck with that” Jeremiah chuckled as he went and gave you a hug.

“You know that boy is strung up on her crazy ass”

“Yea well he can be strung up on her somewhere else” Bobby said as he came into the dinning room.

You made your way into the kitchen and started to wash the dishes. Jack came in a minute later and wrapped his arms around your waist as he set his face next to yours. You leaned against him as he swayed the both of you. It felt nice to be in his arms again after so many years apart. The moment was broken once loud voices were heard from the front of the house.

You scoffed as you finished and wiped your hands on a rag. You pushed the door open and made your way to the couch in the living room with Jack right behind you. He sat down first and pulled you into his lap as the two of you watched the argument Bobby and angel were having.

“Bullshit Bobby”

“I don’t care la vida loca isn’t stayin in this house one more night-“

“Is this your house?”

Both voices start to overlap each other as Jeremiah laughs from the armchair. Jack laughs as well as he rubs your thigh as he brung you closer. Angel looked over and pointed at you.

“So y/n can stay here but my girl can’t?!?!”

“Whoa, whoa, why am I getting brought into this” you said as you scrunched your eyebrows and placed your hand on your chest.

“I’m just here visiting Jackie and then I’m going back to MY HOUSE” you said as you snuggled closer to Jack. He laughed as he wrapped his arm around you and kissed your head.

“Y/n can stay as long as she wants cause she isn’t crazy like someone in this house!” Bobby shouted.

“Oye Bobby por qué no te cállate pendejo!” Sofi shouted from the stairs. Angel went to her to calm her down and tried to make her go back upstairs.

“Hey was I speaking Spanish? Was I speaking Spanish?”

“Hey Bobby you gonna stop talking to my girl like that”

“She wasn’t your girl like yesterday so I’m confused” he said as he shrugged his shoulders and Jeremiah laughing his ass off in the chair.

“What are you talking about?”

“I don’t know I’m just confused”

“She is my girl!”

—

“Bobby you’re so mean to sofi” you said.

“Please I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true”

“Yea but you didn’t have to go about it like you did. You’re too old to be acting the way you are,” Jack massaged your head as you leaned back on him.

“Like I give a shit” he said as he flipped the page to his paper.

“Hey Bobby” came angels voice.

“Yea” replied Bobby.

“I got a question man, you know how me and sofi have made a lot of making up done last night?”

Bobby looked up at angel and then back at his paper, “huh yeah.”

“Well I think I got a little rust on my tool and-“ angel opened his robe to Bobby. He in turned looked and looked away when he saw what angel was doing.

“That’s the cochologist in the shower man I don’t know what I know he’s an expert” Bobby motioned to the shower where you and Jack were in. You chuckled as you switched around with Jack.

He poked his head out and looked down at angels junk, “rug burn.”

“Oh thank god” angel said as he wrapped himself back up and was about to go back out when he stopped and looked at the shower.

“Y/n?”

“Yes?”

“Are you kidding me? So you got a problem with sofi but y/n and Jack can fuck around here all they want-“

“Excuse me,” you opened the curtain and wrapped it around your front so neither brother can see. “I only spent the night here. I’m not trying to live here, AnGeL” you stuck your tongue out at him and then went back behind the curtain with Jack.

Angel was about to say something else but you poked your head out and gave him a look. He quiet down as he looked back at Bobby. Who laughed to himself as he continued to read his paper.

[writingsbychlo]

Cassian as a mean dom?! Um yes please …sir

CASS 📢 IS 📢 A 📢 MEAN 📢 DOM 📢

but he's so soft outside of the bedroom. it's such a shock when he first lets that side of himself loose. out of the sheets, he's the sweetest and most attentive boyfriend ever.

their first few times, she can tell he's holding a part of himself back. he's always vocal, he loves telling her how good she is, but he'll bite his lip to shut himself off from saying more. he grunts particularly loudly when they go rougher but he'll never go too far. one time, she took a little too much of his cock and gagged, and she swore his whole body shuddered.

after they talk about it, he doesn't hold back.

he'll throw her around like a goddamn ragdoll. "my little baby, nothin' but a toy for me, huh."

"not good enough, honey, gonna' have to punish you."

"if you can still talk back, I haven't fucked you hard enough."

"you want my cock? you think you've earned it yet? only good girls get what they want."

"you'd look so pretty with my hand prints all over that ass."

with the mean, comes the degradation, though.

he loves watching her bottom lip wobble a little, but the spark in her eyes as she does as she's told. he loves knowing that he can let out this part of himself, because turns out, she loves seeing this part of him. he loves getting to use her in the bedroom and worship her outside of it, and that drives her wild too. watching him pull out her chair at dinner just to pull her hair til she whines later that night. putting her coat on her and doing up the buttons at the restaurant just to tear her clothes off her body and bite her all over when they get home.

"fucked dumb, and it was so easy. you're just my perfect little whore, aren't you?"

"drooling into that fucking pillow, stuffed full of my cum, and it's still not enough for you, is it?"

"oh, baby, you're such a mess crying for my cock. mouth so good at keeping my cock warm."

"you're gonna' sit still and take your punishment, and you're gonna' fucking like it."

"don't make me tie you down, can't even follow a simple fuckin' instruction, huh?"

"nuh-uh, baby. you want my mouth, you're gonna have to crawl up here and sit on it."

also with the degradation comes a little humiliation. now, az, rhys and cass have been close before, over hundreds of years, they'd fucked the same girls, each other, fucked in the same room, all of it. az and rhys know exactly what cassian is into.

cassian would never share his mate, though. not his pretty little babydoll. but, that doesn't mean he doesn't want to see her cheeks go red if she's really testing him.

"keep that up, doll, and I'll bend you over my lap right here in front of azriel."

"you keep teasin' me, and I'm gonna' let your high lord see just how much of a little whore you are for his general."

"touch my cock 'by accident' again, and I'm gonna' tear off those panties and let my brothers see you drip for me."

"you want me to make you scream your apologies for yrou behaviour right here? poor azzy is trying to read. then again, maybe he'd like that. look how red his cheeks have gone, pretending he's not listening. I'll make your ass cheeks that colour to match, how's that?"

[ghostherlig]

gothic western au drabble

i entirely blame @shinshoyu for this (i saw the tags on your reblog, lmk if you want me to untag you <3)- you've infected my brain with this so now it's coming out!! please enjoy johnny with a southern accent torturing kenshi <333

Kenshi didn't know what was happening anymore-

At first, he had let Johnny tag along under the pretense that the actor would probably be tired and exhausted after the first week and just give up and go home.

But Johnny had stayed after the first week.

And the second....

And the third.

In fact, a month in and Johnny was still here, here currently being Madam Bo's Saloon.

Kenshi was nursing a cup of whiskey-tea, a Madam Bo special that had just started to get around town.

But, Johnny had been adamant about sticking around after seeing some of the action that Kenshi had to deal with on the weekly, sometimes daily.

Despite how capable Kenshi had proven himself to be, six shooter or not, Johnny almost seemed possessed by some outside force to keep Kenshi safe.

It was... weird.

"You alright, darlin'?" Johnny's smooth voice came from his left, and Kenshi turned to face him, swirling the tea in his glass.

"Peachy, Cage. Just thinking." Kenshi answered, tipping his head forward so his black pinched-front hat covered his face, hopefully concealing the flush that took over his cheekbones.

"Well, that's never a good sign," Johnny's teasing drawl hit Kenshi's ears, the slight concern there making Kenshi's heart stutter, "What's got you twisted up, babydoll?"

Kenshi didn't think he could survive the night like this.

"Just... thought you'd be gone by now. I'm content with you here, believe me, but... you didn't seem the type for so much action." Kenshi replied, and Johnny made a few faces ranging from surprise to 'really?' to understanding.

"I suppose so, though I guess I'm a little concerned about your thought process." Johnny admitted, and Kenshi raised a brow, looking up so the light could hit his face.

"What about it?" He poked, taking another sip of his tea.

"Do you think I'm travelling with you just for the adventure?" Johnny asked, and Kenshi almost spit out his tea, sputtering for a moment, Johnny's large hands patting his back to help him breathe again.

"Sorry-" Kenshi coughed, Johnny shaking his head.

"Focus on breathin', sugar, take your time," He drawled, a chuckle caught in his words.

Kenshi really didn't think he'd survive the night like this.

"I'm fine, Johnny," Kenshi sighed, the actor removing his hand from Kenshi's back and leaning back in his barstool.

He was waiting for Kenshi to answer him.

"I did. At first. That was the understanding we started this arrangement with," Kenshi started, and Johnny's brows furrowed, his mouth about to open, but Kenshi held his hand up.

"But, after recent... events," Kenshi stressed, thinking back to when Johnny had shown off his own shooting skills, the actor apparently also incredibly skilled with a rifle, "I think there are new reasons for you to stick around." Johnny's concerned brows turned up again, a smile taking over his face, his bare face beaming in the light of the bar.

"And those new reasons are?" He poked, leaning against the bar now, crowding into Kenshi's space.

Usually, the marksman would lean back, put some space between them... but Johnny's warmth was like a blanket, and Kenshi couldn't find it in himself to move.

"This might be presumptuous," Kenshi started, but Johnny just smiled a little wider.

"Try me, darlin'," He drawled, the deeper edge of his voice cutting into the pet name. Kenshi almost shivered.

"Me." The marksman answered, ducking his head again.

Johnny was apparently having none of it, his hand coming to tilt Kenshi's chin back up.

"No need to be so shy, sugar, you hit the nail on the head." Johnny smirked, and Kenshi didn't think he'd ever been looked at the way Johnny was looking at him now.

In the low light of the bar, eyes glowing like honey mead in the evening sun, emotions bare for all to see, his gaze softer than the early winter snow.

"Cut that out," Kenshi huffed, turning back to his drink, throwing it back and holding his hat, tilting it forward to hide his face again.

Johnny laughed, something boisterous and loud and oh so sweet.

"Sorry, babydoll," He smiled, nudging Kenshi with his elbow as he stood, "I'll save it for the next time we're alone." He winked, and Kenshi sighed as he walked away, his face ablaze after Johnny's relentless teasing.

Yeah. He wouldn't survive tonight.

[kpopandmusicpassion]

The Sound

Human girl goes to a school for supernaturals and humans only most of the humans at said college don't know of the supernaturals she finds out cause her bestie Felix called her (his heat started while his pack was out and busy plus it was not on schedule either) so he called his noona he pretty much uses her thighs to get off and promptly falls asleep after she is there when the pack return and they are mortified at how/why she found out the two youngest afraid she's now disgusted and hates them or even worst terrified of them she reassures them she loves them all and isn't going anywhere she is kind of bullied to be with Lix through his heat they already love her and confess which leads to a confession of her own she is being harassed by another supernatural group iKON

Sabina Couch

4 maknaes Omegas

4 hyungs Alphas

iKON

Chanwoo/Chan Omega

June/Junhoe Omega

Bobby/Jiwon Alpha

B.I/Hanbin Alpha

Song/Yunhyeong Alpha

Jay/Jinhwan Alpha

DK/Donghyuck Alpha

Sabina or Sabie as she is called is best friends with the Stray Kidz pack not that she is aware they are wolves or this school is a mixed school of both humans and supernaturals. She was just heading home from the bookstore when she was cornered by B.I and Bobby.

"Hey, babydoll." B.I hugged her from behind. She pushed him away startled. The boys kept telling her the famous group of bad boys iKON was watching her and to never be alone with any of them EVER.

"B.I, Bobby. Is there something I can do for you?" Sabie asked anxiously.

Bobby grabbed her chin making her look into his eyes. "There is, sweetness. You can be ours."

"E...e...excuse me?" She stuttered jerking away from him stunned.

Her phone rang at that moment and she ran away before things could escalate.

"You are OURS, Sabina!" B.I smirked her way.

"Hello?"

"Sabie!"

"Felix! What's wrong? Why do you sound like your in so much pain?"

"I need you to come over. The boys are busy and I can't be alone right now. Quick please!"

"Okay, Pixie! I'm on my way right now!"

"Thank you!"

"Always." She hung up heading to the Stray Kidz pack house.

~ ~   ~ ~   ~ ~

As soon as she walked in she was roughly pinned to the door letting out a surprised squeak. He nuzzled into her neck before growling angrily pulling away from her. She stared in his unusually dark eyes.

"Why do you smell like Hanbin and Jiwon?" He snarled leading her to his room.

"I was heading home from my shift at the Enhypen Bookstore when they cornered me. Hanbin hugged me from behind and Jiwon grabbed my chin so I could look directly at him. They said they wanted me to be theirs. You called just in time." She said before being pushed onto his bed and pinned under Felix.

  "Fe-"He kissed her harshly all his pent up love, desire, and lust put into the kiss. She stared at Felix in disbelief gasping when she saw his eyes flash purple. His tongue took that opportunity to dive into her mouth.

  A few minutes later he finally pulled back both panting from their intense kiss.

  "What are you? I've never seen anyone whose eyes flash purple? With all that growling I would say you're a werewolf or shifter or whatever you prefer to be called."

     "I am."He started nibbling on her neck causing her to let out a little surprised moan. "I've been dreaming of having you during one of my heats. Finally claiming you as ours. I'm an Omega and my heat started soon after the boys left. I couldn't pass up a chance to get your help. The boys will be so jealous."

    Suddenly they were both naked and she tried to hide herself causing Felix to tie her hands together on the headboard.

  "You're absolutely gorgeous, Sabina. You don't need to hide. I'll make you feel so good." He leaned down kissing her again as he played with her nipples. Though soon he was rutting against her thigh as he fingered her. The gasps and moans she was making were sinful and went straight to his cock making him speed up his thrusts. Soon he was cumming. Before anything could be said he removed his fingers before he started fucking her with his tongue until she came. He was sated for now quickly cleaning them both before putting her in a pair of boxers and one of the guys shirts. They fell asleep cuddling.

  ~ ~   ~ ~   ~ ~

Jeongin and Seungmin stopped as soon as they stepped foot into the house.

"Why does it smell like heat, cum, and-" Han started.

"Sabina!" The three Omegas yelled as the pack rushed to Felix's room slamming the door open.

Felix had his back facing the door so Sabie leaned on her elbows to look at them over Felix as he finally turned towards his mates.

    "Felix." Chan growled in warning. The other 3 Omegas had tears streaming down their face.

Sabie jumped up pulling all 3 into her arms. They started scenting her.

She looked up at the Alphas giving them a reassuring smile before a thought struck her.

"What's wrong?" Hyunjin was by her side in an instant.

  "When I got here Felix asked why I smelled like Hanbin and Jiwon. Are they wolves too?" She asked looking slightly scared.

They all growled even the 3 Omegas she was still hugging.

"Why were you around them?" Changbin sounded angry. She looked down sad to have made him angry.

"It wasn't on purpose. I was leaving Enhypen when they cornered me. The worst part was they were demanding me to be theirs. Felix's call was distracting enough I ran off but not before Hanbin said I was theirs." She said. Lee Know and Hyunjin growled furiously. The two Alphas pushed out everyone but Felix and Sabie.

     "Guys?" She looked at them confused. She understands them staying in here with Felix during his heat but why wasn't she pushed out with the rest?

~~   ~~   ~~

  Lee Know and Hyunjin were furious those stupid mutts had the audacity to touch their human.

(Meanwhile the others were reprimanding Changbin for making Sabina sad when she had been scared and surprised by the 2 Alphas.)

        Suddenly, all 4 were naked as Hyunjin pulled Sabie to his chest fixing her legs to where they were around his waist. He kissed her tenderly.

    "When was the last time you had sex?" He asked so he knew how to continue. She looked away red tinging her cheeks.

"Besides what Felix and I did never. I've never done anything with anyone before that." She said.

The wolves groaned in arousal.

"You should taste her, Hyunjin. She tastes amazing and she's so responsive." Felix said through moans as Lee Know fingered him.

  Flipping them over Hyunjin pinned her down moving her legs to his shoulders. He took in her beautiful body making her squirm under his intense gaze.

    He smirked before he leaned down eating her out like it was the best thing he'd ever tasted. She was gasping and moaning beautifully and the Alpha and Omega pair were mesmerized by how pretty she looked as she squirmed and made the most arousing noises.

     He kept licking her through her orgasm until she was whining from the overstimulation. Hyunjin didn't even know Lee Know and Felix were finished even the Alpha's knot was gone.

"I can prep her for you." Lee Know said switching spots with Hyunjin as he started eating her out adding a finger in quick succession. Soon one became two then three then four Lee Know licking her the entire time even after she came a second time.

    They gave her a few minutes to recuperate as Felix kissed her softer than he had when she first arrived. Hyunjin used Felix's slick to lube himself up before slowly entering her. She pulled away from the kiss biting her lip harshly as he bottomed out and she got used to the intrusion.

  She took a deep breath before nodding at him to continue. He started off slow causing her to moan softly before he lost it and started going faster making her whimper and arch up in pleasure. Felix and Lee Know watched getting each other off to the erotic sight of Hyunjin fucking their human.

      She came suddenly and very hard. Hyunjin cumming a few moments later locking his knot in her. She squirmed slightly uncomfortable  but slowly getting used to it.

  "After a nap and once your knot goes down I want her." Felix said.

"Damn, Felix. Are you guys always this intense? If I stay with you during your heat I may not feel my legs for three months!" Sabie exclaimed tiredly.

   "Doesn't sound like a bad idea." Felix purred as the Alphas smirked. She didn't reply too exhausted and fell asleep.

~~  ~~  ~~

The boys woke up a few hours later  Jeongin and Han entering with food and water.

"That was hot. She sounded amazing. She was so loud." Han said. Jeongin looked down at the sleeping girl with a soft smile.

"You were even louder your first time." Lee Know said. The two Omegas eyes widened.

"You mean Hyunjin-hyung took her virginity?" Jeongin asked in disbelief. Hyunjin gave them a smug smirk. They left to tell the boys the news. She woke up to the smell of food. Lee Know refused to let her feed herself and she ended up being fed by the Alpha. She had two bottles of water before she was pinned by Felix who started to clean Hyunjin's cum out of her.

  She gasped as he tongue fucked her relentlessly. She was a moaning mess. Felix couldn't wait any longer and sunk into her in one thrust. She mewled closing her eyes at the pleasure as Felix waited for her to get used to his size. He wasn't as thick or long as Hyunjin but he was impressive. She let out a deep breath.

"You can move now." She said softly. He started going at a fast and slightly rough pace. He didn't stop until they had both cum 3 times. Lee Know took her to the bathroom and washed her off before Hyunjin did the same to Felix.  He dressed her in a pair of boxers and a long T-shirt. He told Felix she needed a break and he'd get the other Alphas to help him and if she agreed she could help later. So he got the other Omegas and took them to the Omega Nesting room where he laid Sabie down.

  He gave them all a peck on the lips before going to get the Alphas to help Felix.

  "Are you okay? Did he go to rough?" Seungmin asked, concerned.

  "Just a little bit. Felix didn't stop till we both came 3 times. How long has he wanted me to help with his heats?" She asked sitting up with Jeongin's help.

"Wow. Felix does get really pushy and dominant during his heats. But I've never heard of him going that far." Jeongin said.

   "But it's no surprise. We all have had a crush on you. Since me and my fellow Omegas met you first well Felix has actually had a crush on you since you guys met. It's why he basically dragged the 3 of us to the lunch room to have lunch with you since our Alphas have a different lunch. So us Omegas have liked you since we met. Changbin and Lee Know were a bit skeptical but it didn't take long for them to fall for you either. Felix has wanted you to help him since you met. Honestly, we've all been wanting you to help with our heats and ruts." Han answered. She was silent for a few moments.

"Well then. That's news to me. I mean I already knew y'all were all dating. You guys are as subtle as a dog in a cat cafe. And dear god! All of you have wanted me during your heats and ruts? I think Felix is going to kill me during this heat.You saw how Lee Know had to carry me here just to take a break from Hyunjin and Felix. I mean if I remember right from what I've read you guys produce slick right? Humans don't have that although I guess women have something similar."

  "I hope you realize that those two won't be the only ones fucking you. We've all been waiting to make you ours. A part of the pack. Once you got here and helped Felix that made you ours. And we don't plan on EVER letting you go. So you have six more wolves waiting to fuck you." Han grinned, mischievously.

  She groaned exasperatedly. "Welp, I'm never gonna walk again."

  "Also we all like to watch each other be fucked." Seungmin said.

  "Yeah just because Hyunjin was fucking me doesn't mean I didn't notice Felix and Lee Know finishing their fuck to watch me being fucked as they jerked each other off." She replied before demanding they cuddle with her as they nap. They complied.

~~  ~~  ~~

  "I'm so glad she doesn't hate us." Hyunjin said as they all cuddled with a sleeping Felix.

   "I just loved the way she ran to the boys when they cried and even tried to comfort us about the whole thing." Lee Know smiled.

   "But B.I & Bobby cornering her as she left work? Scaring her and claiming her as theirs?" Changbin growled.

  "They won't be able to claim her. We already know she's ours. Now we just have to claim her officially. I know you guys heard the conversation they were having just now. She never said she didn't want it." Chan told them.

  "But we also need to know how she feels about it. Does she love us like we love her or was it just lust? Was she tired of being a virgin and wanted to be fucked? We would have definitely been the best bet if that was all she wanted since she knew we'd never hurt her." Felix reminded them as he was now fully awake.

   They sighed knowing he was right since that hadn't been addressed yet. They can only hope she actually wants them and this isn't just about her first sexual experience.

~  ~  ~

Jeongin couldn't take it anymore and poked her a few times before she woke up. She rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"Is something wrong, Innie?" She asked as she sat up.

"Do you actually want this? How do you actually feel about us?"

"I love you guys. It was really easy to fall in love with you guys too. But since I knew you were together I tried not thinking about it. And I figured even if you weren't together or were looking for another person it'd never be me. You guys are amazing! You are adorable and an amazing prankster with Han who is an obnoxious fluff ball. Then there are the kings of sass Seungmin and Lee Know  with Seungmin also being one of the smartest people ever and Lee Know is definitely a mother bear. Brownie Boy Lixie the other fluff ball and model and artist Hyunjin. Muscle boy and softie Changbin with Alpha and papa bear Chan. What is there not to love about you guys?" She was not ashamed of telling at least one person how she felt.

  "You really feel that way?" Chan asked causing her to look at the door in surprise which made her blush and hide her face in her hands. They all chuckled at her cuteness.

  "Sorry to cut this short but we came here so I could get you three and Hyunjin will be with us as well. This is a really harsh heat." Felix said as the other Omegas left with Felix and Hyunjin.

    Chan walked over to the bed picking Sabie up bridal style.

"We can't wait to show you our den. While the Omegas have their own nesting room we have our own den."Lee Know  said proudly. She just smiled at him as she held on to Chan's neck a little tighter.         

       Chan gave her a soft smile  causing her to hide her face in his chest. She was placed on a bed of furs in the center of the room. Changbin sat down behind her pulling her to his chest and putting his arms around her. She snuggled into his chest quickly relaxing and falling asleep in his protective hold. Chan got up and quietly closed the fur (they have an animal pelt hung in the door kinda like those bead curtains from the 70's/80's)knowing they were going to fuck her when she woke up.

~  ~  ~

"You guys know they took her to the den to fuck her right?" Hyunjin asked while running his fingers through a sleeping Felix's hair.

"No fair!" The other 3 said.

"Felix sort of lost control and fucked her pretty hard. She is most likely taking another nap and they plan to fuck her afterwards." Hyunjin explained.

The Omegas grumbled before they all joined Felix in the land of dreams.

~   ~   ~

  Sabie woke up to someone running their fingers through her hair soothingly. Her eyes fluttered open to see the Alphas looking down at her fondly making her blush.

  She noticed she was laying flat on the furs Chan at her now spread legs while Lee Know and Changbin watched from beside them. She blushed as she realized what was about to happen. The Omegas really weren't lying when they said those two wouldn't be the only ones to fuck her. Chan leaned down and started gently sucking her clit causing her to let out a breathy moan.

[simpforrooster]

you don't see it.

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw x F!Reader

summary: Jake is sick of you talking about Rooster and takes matters into his own hands.

a/n: i'm sorry y'all. this is straight trash, but i can't go on until its up and posted LOL. i hope y'all are having a great weekend!

t/w: alcohol, some cursing, friend!jake, jealous!rooster

You didn’t like Rooster. Well, let’s back up.

You liked him, you just didn’t like Rooster. You didn’t like those silly Hawaiian shirts. You didn’t like those Ray Bans he wore and would look at you over the frames of them. You didn’t like that sandy hair and tan skin. You definitely didn’t like that 70’s ‘stache. Nor did you wonder what it felt like against your face to kiss him. 

Nope. None of it. Sometimes, it felt like you were the only girl in the word immune to the man called Rooster. 

Of course you never found yourself daydreaming about the man. Or wishing you were wrapped up in those strong arms. You found it easy to ignore watching him flirt with other women. You didn’t need to be jealous. 

No matter how much you wanted those words to be true, they weren’t. 

You are completely in love with the guy, and he only sees you as a friend. He’s even mentioned a time or two what a great person you were to have around. “I couldn’t ask for a better friend,” he’d told you. That comment resulted in throwing back several shots of tequila, and Jake having to bring you home. 

****

“He only sees me as a friend,” you whine to Jake later, hanging all over him, the alcohol making it hard to stand on your own. You hook an arm around Jake’s neck, holding on with all your might. 

“Why doesn’t he like me like that, Jakey?” you asked. You are the only one allowed to call him this. The first time it slipped out, Coyote immediately tried to make it a thing. Jake almost clobbered him over the pool table.

Jake hits you with a deep chuckle. “It’s his loss, babe.” His arm encircles your waist, keeping you upright. 

“Why don’t you just date me, Jakey?” you ask the blonde fighter pilot, your sober thoughts coming out of your drunk mouth. 

Jake chuckles again and the sound does something to you. Despite the man’s animosity and egotistical attitude toward the rest of the crew, he always seemed to have a soft spot for you. 

“You know I’m no good for you, babydoll,” his southern twang stirs emotions deep within you. 

“I’m sure I could handle you,” you quip. The flirting between the two of you is nothing new. It’s pretty much standard practice. Especially after a few drinks. 

But Jake knows Rooster is the one you want to be with. 

Jake grins. “Hmmm, but I don’t think I could handle you.” Jake pulls you closer, moving his mouth close to your ear. His hot breath causes a pink flush to fall across your cheeks. “Don’t look now, but the object of your affections seems to be mighty jealous.” 

You know when someone says, “don’t look now” you immediately look? Naturally, this is your first course of action. Rooster watches the two of you, a sneer on his face. A look you’ve never seen on him before. 

“He does seem jealous, huh?” You turn back to Jake, your eyes wide. 

“Wanna make it worse?” he asks, mischief in those green eyes. 

“What did you have in mind?” 

Jake expertly positions you with your back perfectly to Rooster. “Don’t freak out,” Jake warns. He places a soft hand across your mouth and leans in, placing a kiss against his own hand. 

You know exactly how this looks, and decide to play it up, locking your arms back around his neck. This whole façade has your face burning bright red, only to add to what you want Rooster to think.

“Go get me another drink, darlin’,” Jake winks. Going to get Jake a drink puts you right next to Rooster, and he seems itching to say something to you. 

“So you and Hangman?” his deep voice calls to you. His Hawaiian shirt is hanging off his shoulders, a white tank underneath tight across his chest. 

“We’re just friends,” you say lamely. 

Rooster lets out a whistle. “Yeah, that didn’t look like ‘two friends’.” 

“What’s it to ya, anyway?” you push. The tension between the two of you sucks the alcohol from your system, clearing your head. 

Or maybe it was the fact that Jake cut you off twenty minutes ago. 

“Just be careful is all,” he tells you, bringing his beer to his lips.

“You really don’t see it do you?” you mumble, your annoyance taking over. 

“See what?” 

“Rooster, I practically throw myself at you, and you just remind me of what a great friend I am.” Now that the confession has left your mouth, there is no taking it back now. You hold your breath waiting for his reply.

Rooster looks at you like you just asked him a difficult riddle and he has 2.3 seconds to answer until he’s done for.

“Forget it,” you resign, turning to join Jake at the pool table. Chills run down your body when a strong arm stops you from taking another step. Rooster’s calloused hand grips your wrist like a lifeline. 

Rooster spins you back toward him and crashes his lips against yours. It takes you a moment to fully register what is happening. Getting over the fact that the man of your dreams is kissing you, you grip the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer to you. 

“Get a room!” Jake calls from the back, satisfied Rooster finally came to his senses. 

“I’m sorry I was an idiot,” Rooster smirks. “Let me make it up to you.” 

Rooster slides cash across the bar to Penny, who is rolling her eyes at the two of you. He takes your hand in his, and pulls you from the bar and toward his old Bronco. 

He pins you against the cool metal of the car, trapping you between his body. “I gotta wipe that memory of Hangman’s kiss from your mind.”

You let out a crazed giggle, and pull the man back down to your mouth. 

“I didn’t kiss him, Roos. He was trying to make you jealous so you’d make a move. He’s sick of me gushing over you.” 

Rooster answers you with a kiss that would certainly be enough to make you forget a Jake Seresin kiss.

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Eighteen 3

TW: Cheating. Smut. Language. 

SUMMARY: Your affair with Rafe is discovered and he has to make a choice…

WORD COUNT: 1300

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iovdrew asked:

we NEED a part 3 of eighteen and when her sister finds out, I BEG YOU😭

Eighteen 3

Don’t make a sound.

His warning reverberated through your mind as his tongue made those familiar circuits around your clit until you would find temporary relief in the suck made as you would tremble close to that release, edging you enough to prolong this moment as this had been the first time in two weeks you were able to spend more than a flirtatious glance to each other that was quickly averted to remain undetected. For that, you both wanted to savor this, even risking discovery as you were separated from your sister, his girlfriend, by a simple wall and a pantry door left ajar. 

“Where the hell is he?!” You heard your sister curse. 

“His truck is out front!” Although your parents tried to calm her down and your head turned to the small sliver of light allowed by the door left parted, he would rise to you, fingers replacing where his tongue recently ran in stride. 

“Rafe, we have to-”

“You know the deal. I don’t stop, ‘till you’re shaking.” He looked down to your hands, trembling, as you had lifted them to show him. 

“Not from fear…from how good it feels…You know that…So if we get caught, it’s because you weren’t the good girl you usually are-” Her steps neared towards the pantry. 

“Because I found these!” She answered her mother when asked why she was so livid. From the positioning you were set, you and Rafe could see a familiar pair of panties, yours, that she held on the edges of her fingers. But where Rafe found humor, you were horrified. 

“Guess I should have hid those-”

“Rafe-”

“Maybe it’s a good thing-” But as you tried to push him off he was more aggressive with you, forcing you still with the feeling of his cock between your folds. 

“You said you were mine.”

“I-I am…But-”

“Then that means you don’t question me. You trust in me. You let me have you when and where I want. So shut that pretty little mouth before I come in it.” You were lifted around him, making you gasp, as he made your back arch against the pantry wall, your body in tremors rather quickly as the thrill of this adrenaline had made you both orgasm rather quickly, having to do so quietly, as harsh grips and pulls made this possible. 

“Rafe-”

“It’s going to be fine.”

“I can’t do this anymore-”

“My dripping cock says differently.” He narrowed his eyes in humor as you shook your head. 

“I’m serious-”

“I am protecting you by doing it this way-”

“I understand we can’t put this on billboards or make a hashtag or anything…but it can’t happen anymore-” He silenced you with a kiss, a grip to your jaw keeping you from pulling away from him as you tried. 

“Rafe-” You were silenced again. 

“I gave you that option last time…You’re just scared-”

“Yeah…because she can ruin both of us…”

“Let her try. I’m not letting anyone hurt you.”

“You do, Rafe. Every time you go back to her.” You pushed past him and into the kitchen after ensuring you were alone, returning to your room, winded and fighting tears, only to hear the door open behind you. 

“I mean it Ra-” You paused when you realized your sister was in the doorframe, lacking the courtesy to make civil conversation before making it about her as she threw her weight onto your bed. 

“I knew he was pulling away from me…but he’s cheating on me with a girl who wears babydoll underwear…like seriously, is she like six?!” She held up the familiar panties you’d trusted him to hide or dispose of. 

“Maybe they’re Topper’s girlfriend’s? Kelce?”

“Please, Rafe doesn’t share anything-except his cock apparently…”

You screwed your eyes closed as you distracted yourself with the laundry left on the top of your dresser. 

“I think I know who it is too…That Kiara girl…She seems like the type…I mean she’s always hanging around all those boys from The Cut and she has a reputation, you know…plus there was a rumor her and Rafe had a thing before him and I got together-”

“Did you ever think to ask him?”

“He says I’m crazy…But I know, I can tell…He won’t even touch me and I’M crazy. You know what bothers me the most…they're  familiar….like I’ve seen these before…”

You swallowed hard, feeling more claustrophobic by the second as she was suddenly at your side. 

“You’d tell me if you saw anything, right?” She asked hopefully as you nodded. But upon doing so, her eyes fell to a specific fabric of laundry you’d put away, identical to the ones held around her pinched fingers. With a brow arched, she held it to view. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

“I-” A slap came to your cheek as held your face while she huffed in place. 

“You think because you're eighteen now, it makes you something?! You think-” At the sound of the argument came Rafe barreling up the steps, having been prepared to leave prior to this. 

“What is-” When he saw the panties around her fingers and the tears down your cheek, the sigh tof the strike in place, he was quick to advance towards you both. 

“It isn't her fault-”

“So you forced her? Yeah, I don’t think so. I know she’s had a thing for you ever since she COULD have those feelings!” Rafe looked at you with pity to know you harbored a crush that your sister acted on. 

“You didn’t even like him…” You muttered as she turned to face you. 

“What’d you say? Surprised you can say anything with how much cock-”

“You only dated him because you were bored! Because he was single and you had nothing else to do. You knew how I felt about him-”

“And you were sixteen! You think anything is gonna come of this? He is going to fuck you until he’s done with you. Realizing you’re nothing but something new to stick his cock into. Pathetic! And YOU,” She turned to Rafe. “Are a pervert! And a cheater! And-”

“I love her.” Rafe confessed. “So you better think of the next words you say VERY carefully.” He spoke behind clenched teeth. He squared against her. 

“I’ve watched you beat her down into nothing…she deserves better than you…I’m not saying I do…cause you’re right with everything you said. But SHE deserves better. So think twice.” He validated as your sister just scoffed. 

“You deserve each other. Fuck you both to hell.”

Before you could speak, Rafe had interjected, “I’m sorry. You’re right. I shouldn’t have let it get this far for you…I’m sorry.” You were stunned, as everything seemed to happen so quickly. The recent rendezvous, the discovery of your affair, the surprise confession of his love for you, and now his absence, which would make it all the way out of your house before you were able to follow after him. 

“Rafe!”

“I meant it, I didn’ t-�� You silenced him with a kiss. 

“You also said you were mine.” His eyes narrowed. “Which means you don’t question ME…right?” He nodded. 

“Then just take me anywhere but here…” You turned back towards the house, finding your sister standing in the kitchen glaring at you both. 

“Please…anywhere…” Without a need for further convincing, he pulled you to the back of his bike, offering his helmet to you, before looking to see your sister racing after you. 

“I hope you wreck!” She called as he would only turn to face you, a soft kiss giving her the proverbial middle finger as you wrapped your arms around Rafe’s chest, before your finger popped upright, giving her the literal ‘bird’, before driving away with the man you loved…

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please don't go (eddie munson x fem!reader)

summary: you open up to eddie about the emotional scars left behind my your past relationships

pairings: eddie munson x reader (all parties involved are over 18)

wc: 1,565

warnings: angst (hurt/comfort), slight n*fw (kissing, dry humping, MINORS DNI), eddie being the best boyfriend ever :’)

important note: this fic has NOT been stolen! i, the original writer, am reposting this on my new blog as my previous blog (spiderl0rd) was wrongfully deleted. as always, reblogs and comments are appreciated! || requests are OPEN || divider by @firefly-graphics

CRASH!

you nearly jump out of your skin as another deafening clap of thunder shakes the walls of eddie’s trailer. you glance up to see the brunette staring glumly out the window at the storm, a torrential downpour seemingly coming out of nowhere.

disappointed, you flop face-first into his mattress, letting out a frustrated groan. “welp, there goes our plans for the day,” he mutters to himself. you had been looking forward to spending your rare day off out on the town with your boyfriend but the weather, it seemed, had other plans.

you feel the bed sink as he plops down on the bed next to you, “don’t fret, babydoll. we can still figure something out. after things dry off out there, what d’ya say we take the van out to the lake and have a little picnic?”

you turn your head to look at him, a slight pout on your lips, “okay…”

“aw, no need to be sad, angel. c’mere,” he says, scooting up towards his headboard before patting his bare chest, beckoning you towards him. you oblige, slowly crawling up towards him and laying your head directly above his heart. absentmindedly, you begin to trace his tattoos with your fingertips as you let your mind wander. you never quite understood why people thought that they made him look scary because they were genuinely one of your favorite things about him.

it was moments like these that you cherished the most: just you and him curled into one another as the rest of the world melts away. with eddie being your first real boyfriend, you still were learning how to navigate the whole relationship thing. eddie, however, made being with him so easy. every time he looks at you, you would have thought you’d hung the moon. to him, you were everything and more.

it honestly scared you how much you loved him. before getting together, you had dated around a bit and sure, there were guys that you liked and had chemistry with, but those turned out to be none other than wastes of time. none of them held a candle to your eddie. just being in the same room with him made you feel like your heart was going to beat out of your chest. you know that if you were to ever break up, it would absolutely ruin you.

noticing your pensive expression, he gently pokes you in the middle of your forehead before asking, “what’s going on in that brain of yours?”

you just mumble a quiet “nothing,” not really knowing how to put into words how you were feeling.

“hey, don’t do that,” he scolds, softly tilting your chin up to look at him, “you alright?”

you attempt to laugh off his concern, “eddie, i’m fine.” his eyes dance back and forth between your own looking for any indication as to what’s got you so quiet before speaking up again, “you sure?”

“positive.”

not quite convinced, he just nods, not wanting to press the issue any further and end up causing you to close yourself off completely. he’s only able to observe you for a second longer before you lean up to press your lips to his, in desperate need of a distraction from your own racing thoughts.

his resolve quickly crumbles away as he pulls you in closer by your waist, his other hand gingerly cupping your cheek.

you immediately deepened the kiss, allowing yourself to massage his tongue with your own. he grunts at this as he pulls you into his lap, wanting to be as close to you as humanly possible. you gasp into his mouth as you feel the evidence of his arousal. 

he moves his hands down to your hips, grasping them firmly as he urges you to roll them over his own. his lips detach from your for a brief moment before he begins trailing kisses along your jaw, lips brushing your ear, “you’re so beautiful,” he whispers before continuing his descent down the column of your throat, licking, sucking, biting, desperate to leave his mark.

your breath hastened but not from the intensity of the kiss. you felt your blood run cold, goosebumps erupting on the surface of your skin. your heart was beating so loud that you could barely hear yourself think. you attempt to break apart but eddie simply groans and pulls you in closer, not noticing your panicked state. you place a hand on his chest to push him away, “eddie, stop, i can’t breathe.”

he finally gets the hint as you hurriedly climb off of his lap, scooting towards the end of the bed to hide your face in your hands, not wanting him to see the tears in your eyes that threatened to spill over.

“woah, woah, woah! baby, what happened? what’s going on?” he frantically asks, rushing to occupy the space next to you.

“nothing. i’m fine, okay? just… give me a minute.” you sigh, trying to gain your composure. 

after a few moments of silence, you feel him cautiously place a hand on your thigh, rubbing soothing circles on the exposed skin. “y/n, can you please look at me?” you reluctantly lock eyes with him, hurt evident on his face. “what’s wrong?”

“noth-”

“-and don’t say ‘nothing’ because there’s obviously something very wrong.”

your mouth snaps shut as you mull over how to approach this conversation. he scoots closer to you, draping a comforting arm around your shoulders. he relaxes a bit when you show no signs of wanting to move away.

“please don’t shut me out. i want you to feel like you can talk to me. i want to be able to help you with whatever it is you’re dealing with. i can’t do that if you don’t let me in. please, let me in sweetheart.”

he’s right. you know that in order for you to take the next step in your relationship you have to allow yourself to be more open and vulnerable, regardless of how terrifying that may be. you release a shaky breath before nodding. here goes nothing…

“it’s not that i don’t want to be with you in that way, trust me when i say you have no idea just how badly i do. i’m just…scared, i guess.”

“shit, y/n. i’m so sorry if i got carried away. i never meant to pressure you or make you uncomfortable, i wasn’t thinking.”

“no, ed, it’s not that. please don’t apologize, you’ve got nothing to be sorry for.” you see his panicked expression soften, some tension leaving his shoulders at your reassurance. 

“okay…” he trails off, gears still spinning in his brain as he tries to pinpoint what’s gotten you so obsessed. “if it’s not that then what is it if you don’t mind me asking?”

“it’s just-” you cut yourself off, contemplating how you want to word what you’re about to share with him, “in all of my past relationships, if you can even call them that, the guys would court me, sweet talk me. they would create this fantasy of a perfect future together and i would fall into their trap every single time. come to find out that they never even gave a fuck about me at all. they just wanted to get into my pants. once they got what they wanted, they would run for the hills, never to be seen or heard from again.”

he shifts to envelop your hands in his own, pulling them into your lap before you continue.

“don’t get me wrong, i know that’s not you. you would never pull some bullshit like that, but i can’t help the little part of me that’s terrified of waking up to an empty bed the next morning if we do decide to take that next step, y’know?”

“oh, angel. i’m so sorry.” he whispers, pulling you back onto his lap and resting his forehead against your own, gathering your thoughts. “i need you to know that you didn’t deserve that and what you’re feeling is completely valid. if i ever see those assholes, i’ll kill them for hurting my girl, i swear to god.”

you let out a tearful chuckle feeling some of your anxiety fade away, “no, you don’t have to do that. he laughs quietly, happy to see you smiling again, “okay, okay. in all seriousness though, you’re it for me, y/n. i knew it from the moment we had our first kiss in the back of my van. i’d wait for you forever.”

“really?”

“really,” he affirms, thumbing away your tears. you simply nod, grabbing his face in your hands before pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, “thank you.” he shakes his head, gently pulling your hands off of him and pressing them to his chest, right over his heart.

“no need to thank me. i’ll always show up for you, whatever you need, no matter the time, i’ll always come running,” he promises, peppering kisses on each of your knuckles. “now come on, i think we both deserve some rest,” he urges, pulling you up towards his headboard. 

you rest your head on his shoulder as he wraps his arms around you. you feel him rest his chin on your head as he begins to rub soothing circles on your back, 

“just close your eyes sweetheart, i promise i will still be here when you open them again.”

[buckybarnesdiaries]

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bucky barnes x reader. ⎢ masterlist.

Bucky needed to be spoiled.

word count: 1.2k

warnings/tags: nsfw, +18!!! sub!bucky (more or less), handjob, mention of bodily fluids, praise!kink, language, cockwarming.

author notes: this isn't proofread, sorry for possible mistakes. none of my stories contain reader’s body descriptions to be inclusive.

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“Oh, fu— fuck”.

A muffled moaning escaped his lips when your thumb caressed his reddened tip. Since Bucky woke you up some minutes ago, with curses and groans, you knew perfectly what he needed. Now he was sprawled between your legs and his back was stuck to your chest. The soldier tossed his head to your shoulder, having a better view of his tongue strongly licking his lips and his eyelids closed.

Your right hand pumped his most sensitive skin, up and down, at a medium pace. Enough to please him, but not to make him cum too soon. Bucky was stirring under your strokes, gripping his balls with his cold fingers as the flesh ones got tangled in your hair. Sometimes, he just needed to be touched. Touched by you, and no one else. Be treated with care and tenderness. The last mission had some complications and that took its toll.

“Does it feel good?” You whispered using a honeyed tone of voice into his ear.

“God… yes… so damn good, doll”. He replied as he could.

“You deserve it”. You hummed spreading sweet kisses on the connection of vibranium and skin.

Increasing the pace a little more just to tease him, Bucky responded with a soft growl, rubbing his abdomen with the palm of his free hand, slightly stretching back his head. His hard cock felt warmer with every move of your fingers around it, using some more pressure to give him an added pleasure. Bucky had to settle himself better against your chest, stealing the air from his lungs when you nailed your teeth in his neck. His digits got closed tighter in the back of your head, watching him trying to breathe through his parted lips.

James wasn't too loud while having sex, except in moments like those where your only purpose was to make him enjoy. He couldn't control his vocals, babbling your name with a wrecked tone. You used the tip of your tongue to draw a mark on his skin, sucking and hollowing your cheeks slightly. You loved to mark your territory, although those hickies never lasted longer than a day.

“Puts your hands on my thighs”. You ordered him, placing your legs over his to keep them wide open at any moment.

He obeyed with a soft pout, landing your free fingers on his balls to massage them slowly, contrary to how you were pumping his firm dick. Bucky would never recognize it, but he loved when you took control and told him what he should do. Tilting his head, he kissed you slowly, invading his mouth with your tongue as you felt his anxiety by digging his fingertips in the sides of your legs. Both were hungry for each other, jerking his length faster till earning again his moans and his curses.

Bucky looked like the most beautiful piece of art with the pearls of sweat decorating his forehead and some tufts of his black hair stuck on it. He bit his bottom lip fixing his pale blue eyes on yours, not needing words to express to you what you were making him feel.

“You're such a good boy, aren't you?” You purred against his lips, brushing them with yours. “My good boy”.

“Yes… I am”. Bucky whined when the pleasure started to be too much for his body.

“Of course you are, and you belong to me”. You spoke this time with a hoarse voice that gave him goosebumps, watching your boyfriend swallow. “Say it”.

“'M… you— yours, doll… only yours… I swear it”. His dick was twitching between your fingers, getting tensed as you squeezed his balls tighter. “Fu— Fuck… I need to… I need to cum…”

“Beg for it, my good boy”. You murmured, licking his parted lips with the tip of your tongue while slowing down the pace of your strokes, causing him to sob.

“Don' be… petty, doll… C'mon… C'mon, lemme cum, please”. Bucky growled in gasps, starting to rock his hips against your hand unconsciously.

He needed to release all the frustration running through his body. And he wanted you to help him with it. For you, it was a little funny how easy it was to make your big bad boyfriend plead. Although he hated you for it, trying to do his best to not push you apart and finish by himself.

“Baby, ple— please… Please…” Bucky moaned closing his eyes strongly, gripping your thighs with his huge hands. “God… I ca— can't wait… I can't…”

“You 'gonna disobey me?”

At the moment you replaced your left hand from his balls to his throat, forcing him to look at you again, his breathing became erratic, keen. His chest rose and fell furiously, not being able to control a single action of his anatomy.

“Please…” He begged you one last time, feeling all his blood concentrated in a concrete point of his cock and the knot within his low abdomen growing. “Doll… please.

“Cum for me. Now, James”. You commanded jerking him off faster than before, receiving a delighted cry from him.

Soon, the white ropes fell and stained his torso. His whole body was shaking, his Adam's apple was dancing under the palm of your hand still gripping his throat, the toes of his feet were curled and his abdomen was tense because of the orgasm exploding within him. Shutting up his vocals by devouring his mouth, your tongue fought his with dominance, while he was trying to breathe through his nose.

Collecting his arousal with your fingertips, you broke the kiss leaving him running out of air, sucking clean your digits under his attentive and exhausted gaze.

“Should be illegal to taste like that”. You purred giving him a whole show. “Wanna try it?”

“Please”. He mumbled leaning his head enough to lick your lips and suck the tip of your tongue. Bucky couldn't help but gasp at the savor of his jizz mixed with your saliva.

Not saying a single word, after placing one last kiss on his sweaty forehead, you stood up from your bed to go to the bathroom. Wetting a small towel with warm water, you came back to find your big soldier lying on his back and trying to recover. You kneeled on the mattress to clean first his face from the sweat, before continuing with his chest and abdomen and finishing with his —yet— twitching erection. Bucky sighed because of the careful caress, placing his hand made of vibranium on your back.

You tossed the towel somewhere over the floor, stripping yourself after that to lie by his side. “Come here…”

Using a sweet thread of voice, you urged him to turn and to let you embrace him. What he wasn't expecting was one of your hands to be snaked among your bodies, while you put a leg over his waist. Bucky understood your intentions when he was buried deep inside your soaked walls, sinking a more than pleased growl in your neck. He closed his arms around your body, forcing his cock to beyond your limits and holding it within your warm pussy.

“You're an angel, babydoll”. Bucky whimpered, feeling your walls clenching his sensible erection. “I love you… I love you”.

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[willsimpforanyone]

Hey there! Love your writing! It’s beautiful 🤩! Okay, imma just expose myself real quick here, but could u write a threesome with Percabeth and A Female Reader who is a daughter of Khione? Could one of them (either Percy or Annabeth) be SUPER dominant, full on bondage, slight degradation etc. While the other one is super soft, praising R, all gentle and stuff. R just being super Submissive and a little disobedient. Thanks!

hun you are not the only one exposing yourself i have four more percabeth smut requests and i went overboard with this one

i love the idea of annabeth being the super dom one (dom women for the win), so you get soft!percy

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"Arms up, buttercup."

Percy's gentle hands lifted my arms above my head, guiding my wrists together. "Keep them there, love, good girl."

He backed away and Annabeth moved forward, rope bundled in her hands. She threw a leg over me, almost sitting on my stomach, and grabbed my wrists. The rope was soft, smooth against my skin but under Annabeth's skillful hands it was tight against my wrists and headboard, intricately tied. Percy pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Athena would be proud."

"Don't bring my mother into this." She rolled her eyes, but smiled. Looking down for the briefest of moments to wink at me, she grabbed Percy by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into a messy kiss.

I whined, shifting my hips until Annabeth's hand came down sharply on my thigh and I gasped. She didn't even look at me, expecting me to know what she meant without having to tell me. I wasn't to move or complain- I'd be lucky to get anything with her in control.

Percy smoothed his lips along Annabeth's jaw and down her neck, nipping lightly at the skin. She let her head fall back, and I could see the small red marks left in Percy's wake. Her blonde hair was loose and curly down her back and over her shoulders, providing a stark contrast to her jet black lingerie set.

I had been dressed up in a white babydoll by Percy- the feeling of his gentle touches had almost been enough to melt me into his arms, but he kept me grounded long enough to take me into the bedroom where Annabeth had been waiting. Percy himself was just in a white shirt and black jeans.

Tugging lightly at the ropes, I bit my lip. Annabeth was still hovering over me and the sight of the two of them kissing was making me restless. "Mistress, Master, please." I wasn't even sure what I was asking for.

Annabeth laughed. "Already begging, baby?" She pouted mockingly at me. "Poor thing."

"She got worked up just being dressed up, isn't that right, little one?" Percy knelt down and stroked my cheek. I felt my face grow hot, embarrassed that he was right.

Another slap on my thigh. "He asked you a question, princess, answer him."

The nicknames were getting to my head. I couldn't bring myself to give a real answer, just able to nod my head. Percy frowned slightly. "That's not an answer, little one."

Annabeth leaned down from where she was kneeling over me, hands planted either side of my arms. "Well, princess, if you won't use your words, I'll give your mouth something to do." She gestured for Percy to help her up.

Standing by the bed, she looked up at our boyfriend. "Darling, would you be so kind as to help me out of these?" She snapped the waistband of her panties.

Percy kissed her nose. "Of course, my love." He knelt down again, hooking his fingers under the material and dragging it down her legs. His hands slipped behind her thighs and he pressed kisses down her stomach, leading down until his tongue just touched her clit.

Twisting her fingers in his hair, Annabeth caught her breath as he licked a stripe up her pussy, burying his face between her legs.

I tried my best to stop looking, but the sight was intoxicating, seeing my usually perfectly in-control Mistress lose her composure just a little under the careful ministrations of my Master.

Tugging him away, she guided him back into a kiss, both of them moaning as she tasted herself on Percy's lips. "Couldn't help yourself, huh?" She breathed.

Percy grinned. "Not my fault, you're divine. Plus," he reached his fingers down to trail lightly over my clothed pussy, coming away shiny. "-I couldn't resist teasing our baby, she's already so wet."

Annabeth locked eyes with me, and took Percy's fingers in her mouth. She pulled them out with a 'pop'. "Delicious."

Moving back on top of me, she shifted further up my body until her legs were either side of my shoulders and her pussy was hovering just above my face. "Now, princess, you saw what your Master did, now it's your turn."

I nodded eagerly, and Annabeth lowered herself until I could finally taste her. Percy moved between my own legs, hands smoothing across my thighs.

Shaky breaths and moans were elicited from Annabeth's lips as I did my best to eat her out. I couldn't use my hands despite my vigorous pulling on the ropes but I was determined to make her come, I had to make my Mistress proud of me. I chilled my tongue and lips so they were just cold enough to provide a stark contrast to her body heat.

I tongued her clit and bit at her thighs and her moans got louder and higher as Percy moved his hands from my thighs to her chest, pressing kisses to her neck and thumbing her nipples over the gorgeous bra she was wearing.

Annabeth's head was thrown back as she came on my face with a long groan. "Fuck, good girl, such a good little slut for me," she reached down and stroked my hair. Percy helped her off me, steadying her shaky legs.

I grinned. "Did I make you proud, Mistress?" I licked my lips. "You tasted so good."

She smiled back, but tapped my stomach in reproach. "Watch yourself, babygirl, but yes, you made me proud."

Percy settled her on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair from one shoulder and scattering kisses across her skin. "Our little one deserves a reward, don't you think 'Beth?"

He recieved a nod. "You have something in mind?"

"Depends," he looked back at me, but directed his words at Annabeth. "Are you good to touch? Or do you want to watch?"

My heart melted at his checking on her wellbeing, and I saw her eyes soften too. "I'll watch, I trust you to look after her."

There was a swell of pride at the idea that I'd worn out my tough Mistress with just my mouth and a little help from Percy, and I was almost tempted to tease her about it. The promise of a reward, however, was too good to jeopardise, and I remained quiet.

Percy nodded, and stood up to untie me from the headboard, keeping my wrists bound. "Come on darlin', sit up for me, that's it."

My arms ached slightly from being above my head for so long, but I sat up with his help, my arms now resting together in front. Annabeth turned my head towards hers while Percy stripped. "You doing okay?" I nodded, but she shook her head. "I need your words, baby. I need you to tell us if you want to stop."

I swallowed, forcing myself to focus. "Yes Mistress, I'm fine, I promise, I don't want to stop."

"That's better, my obedient little girl." She let go of my jaw as Percy sat back down. "Now, be good for your Master."

My Master shifted back and pulled me between his legs so I was leaning back against his chest. His voice sent shivers down my spine as he tapped my hips. "Open up, little one."

I spread my legs and the tip of his finger traced a pattern over my panties, the other arm hooking round my waist. I took a deep breath, knowing that if I pushed my hips forward he'd stop. The material was soaked, and he chuckled lowly in my ear. "Aww, you're so wet, princess, did you like tasting your Mistress?"

"Yes, Master," I breathed, and he rewarded my words by pressing more firmly against my clothed pussy. I made a noise of pleasure in the back of my throat and felt him grin against my neck.

"More, babygirl?"

"Yes, Master."

He tutted, and pulled his hand away slightly. Annabeth wove her hand through my hair and pulled, dragging my head to look at her. "Manners, slut. Be polite."

"I'm sorry Mistress!" I gasped, and tried again. "Please, Master, more."

Percy smoothed his hand up my thigh, across my stomach and under the fabric of my panties. "Good girl, thank you for asking nicely."

He slid two fingers over my pussy, finally, finally touching me properly. Teasing my entrance, he dragged whimpers and moans from my lungs. "My sensitive little one, we really messed with you, huh?"

"Fuck, yes Master, you and Mistress teased me so much."

My head was roughly pulled to Annabeth again, and she slapped my thigh hard enough to leave a mark. "You ask permission to swear, pathetic brat. You're lucky Master is in control of your pleasure, I wouldn't be so nice."

"We really worked her up, 'Beth, it's not her fault," Percy pressed kisses against my neck, fingers dancing under my panties. "As long as she remembers the rules from now on, I'll keep going. That's fair, right, little one?"

"Yes Master," I moaned. "I'll be good, I promise."

"I know baby, such a good girl." Percy pushed his fingers deep into me and I cried out, the intrustion catching me by surprise. He laughed, muffled by my neck. "Oh darling, this is only the start, you already sound like you're on the edge."

I steadied my breathing, trying to calm down even with his long fingers pumping inside me. I was so worked up, it wouldn't take long for me to cum. "How long do you want me to last, Mistress?"

Annabeth considered. "Two minutes. Two minutes, Perce, and then you can continue." Percy nodded, and moved my hips so I had to stand. He dragged my panties down my legs, and handed them to Annabeth.

"If she swears again- you won't without permission, I know sweetheart- then please put these in her mouth."

That was enough to make me consider swearing again, it was so tempting to push Annabeth further, to see what she'd do and what names she'd call me; but I desperately wanted to be good for my Mistress and Master.

Percy's hands were straight back on me, fast and hard, and I threw my head back on his shoulder. My legs were threatening to close at the sensitivity, but Annabeth slid to the floor and in between our legs. She placed her hands on the inside of my knees and hooked them over Percy's legs. "Isn't that better, baby? Your slutty pussy open for me and your Master?"

I whined at the back of my throat, face red but I was in too deep to be properly embarrassed. The two minutes seemed to last hours while I desperately fought off the tightening feeling in my lower stomach, until Annabeth nodded at Percy. He gently bit at my shoulder and thumbed at my clit. "It's okay, babygirl, you can come."

That was all the permission I needed. My back arched against Percy's chest, and under Annabeth's piercing grey gaze I came hard on his fingers.

"That's my girl, you did so well for me, I'm so proud of you, little one."

"Good little slut, coming on your Master's fingers, so submissive you'll do anything we tell you, how pathetic."

My head was muddy with praise and degradation, high off the aftershocks and pleasure.

Percy's hands gently squeezed my waist. "You done? Or do you want to keep going?"

I turned back to meet his eyes, grinding my hips back against his bare cock. "Please, Master, I want to keep going." I used my bound wrists to push out my chest, trying my best to tease them both. "I want you to fuck me." Immediately I froze- I'd sworn without permission.

Percy shuddered, and turned to Annabeth. "She was doing so well."

Annabeth's evil grin pinned me in place. "Our baby just couldn't keep her filthy mouth shut, and she couldn't keep her slutty body under control." She stood, dangling my still-damp panties from her finger. "That's two punishments due now, one for the mouth-" She shoved the fabric into my mouth. "-and one for the whorish actions." She grabbed my tits, roughly squeezing them. "Have I missed anything, Percy?"

Every action was electric, and I shivered as Percy pushed me to stand. "I think I know the perfect punishment." He spun me round, and guided my legs over the top of his thighs. His green eyes dark, but still soft. "I want you to sit on my cock, can you do that, sweetheart?"

I nodded slowly, and Annabeth reached under me to apply a condom and hold his cock steady as I lowered myself. The moan I let out was long and dirty, Percy biting his lip hard at the sound and the feeling. My chest pressed against his, and I squeezed my eyes shut at the friction.

Annabeth's voice was in my ear. "Say thank you to your Master for letting you have his cock." I looked at her confused, still with material in my mouth. "You heard me," she grinned wickedly.

My cheeks burned, and out came a muffled sound that could have been 'thank you Master' if I didn't have a pair of panties in my mouth.

Percy smiled, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "You're welcome, little one, well done for doing as your Mistress says." He winked at Annabeth. "Can you do one more thing for us, love? You now have permission to swear."

I nodded- I'd do anything to get them to stop teasing me.

My Mistress' hum went straight to my pussy. "Beg him to fuck you, pretty girl."

Oh fuck. When the two of them teamed up to humiliate me, there was nothing else to do...

...but obey.

The panties still between my teeth, I tried my best to do what they said. "Please Master, please fuck me, I'll be so good, I promise, please Mistress, let me be fucked, I want it so bad, please!"

Of course, all that came out was deperate whimpering and tears pricking at my eyes. Percy tried to hide his smile, but Annabeth laughed.

"Oh, you're so pathetic, trying so hard just to be fucked," she reached round to play with my tits, grinning at the noises she got in return. "Okay Percy, you think she's earned it?"

"Of course she has, she's been so good for us, 'Beth." Percy stroked my side. "The panties stay in, but I think she's earned it."

My muffled thanks were cut off by Percy lifting me up and throwing me on the bed, front first. My tied arms were useless, so I landed with my face and chest meeting the covers. Percy grabbed my hips, pulling my ass back and in one fluid motion he seated his cock back inside.

I choked on my scream as he began pistoning his hips into me, fingers digging into my skin hard enough to leave light bruises. The tightness of my lower stomach became more intense with each thrust, and through my makeshift gag I tried to communicate that I wouldn't last long.

Luckily Percy seemed to be of the same mind. "Babygirl, I'm gonna come, you want me to come? Gonna be a good girl and make me come?"

Annabeth's steady stream of praise to both me and Percy pushed us over the edge. Percy spilled into the condom, continuing to fuck into me as I came after him, riding out both our orgasms.

He pulled out with a low whine, and I collapsed onto the bed. Percy removed and tied off the condom, and Annabeth rolled me onto my back, removing the panties from my mouth.

With gentle touches, she began undoing her beautiful knotwork that bound my wrists, kissing the marks left behind by the rope. When the rope was tossed aside, to be dealt with later, she smiled at the grabby hands I made for her.

"Hey there honey, you okay? We didn't go too hard on you?"

I shook my head. Annabeth's dom aftercare was very much based around reassuring her that she didn't hurt anyone that didn't want to be hurt, that she'd done a good job, and that she was allowed to take care of her submissives, whether that was just me, Percy or both of us.

"I'm good, Annie," I kissed her cheek. "A little foggy, but that's all."

Percy returned, having fetched bottles of water from somewhere. The two of them helped me sit up, and encouraged me to drink at least a third of the water. Percy's dom aftercare was very much food based, and I had no doubt that within half an hour of us getting out the shower he'd be cooking up waffles or homemade fries or something.

Annabeth smoothed a little lotion on where she'd slapped my leg earlier. "Do you need anything?"

"A shower would be great, but I'll be in need of assistance," I giggled, gesturing to my shaky legs.

They nodded, and Annabeth slung my arm over her shoulders while Percy made his way to the bathroom. "Come on then, let's get you cleaned up."

I nuzzled her neck. "I love you two, you know that?"

I felt her smile. "We love you too, now come on, you're not falling asleep on me."

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i did have to do some figuring out with the positions on my own bed lol but i very much hope you enjoyed! thank you for the request!

side note i need to break up writing with moving round my room, my whole body hates me lol

[dontfeeltoohot]

Your writting is so amazing! If you're still taking request can we pls have a sneezy Eddie indulging snz kink Chrissy?

Walking into the small apartment she and Eddie have in the heart of downtown Hawkins, Chrissy freezes. A mess of brown curls is just barely visible, cascading down the arm rest of their couch, making the twenty four year old wonder if she’s gotten his work schedule wrong for the week. Eddie’s supposed to be working at the garage until six tonight, or so she thought.

Setting her bag down and wiping strawberry blonde hair from her face, the gymnastics coach moves in further, eyes taking in the scene before her. Sprawled out on the couch is her boyfriend, which isn’t entirely unusual; aside from the scheduling question, but there are a few tissues crumpled next to him, and he’s got a blanket they usually keep on the back of the couch draped across him. His mouth is parted, and the noise he’s making on every inhale sounds stuffy.

“Eddie?” She puts a hand on the guitarist's shoulder, crouching down and shaking him gently.

“Hmm?” Big brown eyes flutter open, a sight she always enjoys- his doe eyes are ranked number two on her ‘hottest things about Eddie’ list she keeps tucked away in her mind.

“Hey baby, I thought you worked till six tonight,” she runs a hand through the twenty five year olds hair, but the movement stills when she notices his nose twitch, nostrils flaring into perfect circles.

“Oh, yeah, I-snf! I was supposed to but I gohhht sehhndt h-hh! hih’GKtSCHuhEW! ihKSCHH! H-hohhme- ehhGIXtchh’EW! snfsnf! SNF! Think I’m coming down with a cold, Chris.”

The entire thing is dramatic and played up and Chrissy feels herself get hot all over. Her cheeks feel on fire, and warmth pools in her stomach. Mouth suddenly dry, she looks at him more carefully. He does look run down, and his eyes have circles under them. His nose is what gets her full attention.

It’s pink and runny, the divot above his upper lip shining and slick. His nostrils, even now, are quivering. As she catalogs everything; trying to take mental photos, she watches the guitarist rub a balled up tissue against his abused nose, watches intently as his nostrils flare again. She can just barely make out a bit more mess leaking down into the white, thin material.

His eyes flutter shut, long dark eyelashes fanning against his pale skin before-

“ihHGihKTschh’UHEW! hah’IgKSHEW!”

Tissue jiggling against his septum, Chrissy watches as the tickle toys with her boyfriend.

“iHhSHHeEw! ikshh!”

A long, soupy blow follows and she feels herself squirm slightly, still on the floor next to the couch. She can’t recall him sounding sick this morning, but she’d had to leave like a bat out of hell this morning so as not to be late after sleeping through her alarm.

“Bless…bless you, baby,” her voice is soft, and she puts a hand on his somewhat flushed cheek. It’s warm but not worryingly slow. “You got sent home? Are you feeling terrible?”

Eddie lets a smile slowly overtake his lips, smirking. Oh, he definitely knows what he’s doing to her. He rubs his nose again then gives a dramatic sniffle.

“Uhh…my throat’s ki’da sore? A’d I’m a little achy…mostly m-my…nose and I keep neehdi’g t-hhH! iHGKShhh’EW! SNF! …do that.”

Almost involuntarily, Chrissy shifts and moves to sit on Eddie, straddling his lap. She leans down and kisses him, making him smirk.

“You’re guhh’da catch my -snf! my cold, babydoll.”

Another nose twitch and then he sneezes against her shoulder, soupy and germy and so ridiculously coldish sounding, and she can’t help the low moan that drops out of her mouth.

“Eddie…”

“Behhdroom?”

“Please, Jesus…”

[chimielie]

cw: f!reader, lightly suggestive, morning after

Atsumu wakes up on top of the world, in that perfect golden place where everything is warm and comfortable and soft. He rests for a few minutes there, tuning out the awareness of true consciousness, sinking slowly back into slumber. Faintly, he registers the absence of something— something he needs for everything to be just right. He creeps a hand cautiously along the bed, feeling out for another body. Instead, he merely finds the edge of the bed and realizes that he spread-eagled in his sleep again.

Sorry, Y/N, he thinks, letting his brain load for a few moments before his honey-brown eyes fly open. Oh, so you’re what he’s been missing.

A delighted, lovesick grin spreads over his face as he pads down the hallway, still feeling that good kind of bonelessness that comes with a deep sleep.

“Good morning,” he singsongs as he steps into the kitchen. You’re just finishing sliding some fried eggs onto a plate, garnishing them with chili oil and furikake. “Smells great.”

“You have the worst sense of smell,” you tease, “I burned the soy sauce.”

Deftly, you replace the lid on the furikake even as he kisses you, his lips warm and soft and his hands burning as he puts both palms on either side of your face. The clatter as you set the shaker back on the table alerts him to the fact that you can focus on something that’s not him, which naturally upsets the natural balance of everything in the universe, his delicate sensibilities, and his enormously competitive spirit.

You yelp as he drops one arm to support your back and bends you back in a way you’re fairly certain you’re not supposed to be bent without stretching. Still, you must admit; the dip is an incredibly effective romantic move, even when it’s early and you haven’t stretched, even when you release a squeak of protest into his mouth before you find your balance. When he releases you, you find that your leg has popped up, ridiculously enough. You’re sure his teammates will receive a) bragging, b) a furious explanation of the meaning of the leg pop, c) a pouty Atsumu, in that order. Sucks to suck, ‘Tsumu, you think. Shouldn’t have become a jock if you liked talking about rom-coms so much.

While you recover from your boyfriend’s (only slightly exaggerated) mind-melting kissing skills, Atsumu takes over setting up for breakfast. Halfway through his task, though, he pauses and sets down his place with a little more force than necessary.

“Is that my hoodie?” The age-old question slips out before he can stop it.

“Yes,” your lips twist into a wry smile. “It is your hoodie. You’d think it would stop being surprising after, what, three years since the first time I borrowed one.”

“Gave,” he points at you accusingly. “I gave you that hoodie, which you never gave back.”

“Did you want it back?” You say archly.

“No,” his lower lip pushes out. “You know I like it, babe, don’t give me a hard time. The point is, are you wearing my hoodie over your, uh, last night’s... outfit?”

You blink and look down. Indeed, the skirt of the sheer babydoll peeks out from beneath the hem of his sweatshirt.

“...Yes,” you say finally. “I saw it on the floor afterwards and I figured why not, it’s basically a nightgown—”

“A see-through nightgown,” he mumbles.

“And then when I got up I was cold. So I put on the hoodie. Is that weird?”

He chews on his lip, in intensive thought.

“No, I guess not,” he says. “But it’s like, math. You know?”

You stare at him.

“Okay, no, you don’t. Sorry. It’s like, I really like seeing you in my clothes! It’s sexy, right? And I like seeing you in, uh, fancy underwear, ‘cause it’s also sexy.”

“And, you know, because of all of the love and gentlemanly romantic affection you hold for me,” you interject. He shoots you a wounded look and you huff a laugh, sitting down and poking at your egg yolk while he remains standing.

“Yeah, of course, that, duh. Anyway, so it’s like sexy,” he points to your hoodie-clad torso, “plus sexy,” he points at the lace brushing the tops of your thighs. “Is it double sexy or do they cancel out?”

“Wow,” you stare up at him. “Your little brain is really working overtime on this one, huh?”

“This is the most important math problem of my whole life,” he says seriously.

“Well,” you shrug, now wholly focused on cutting your eggs so that the yolk spills onto the whites and not your plate, “does it matter? It’s not really a logical response, it’s just like: Do you look at me wearing this outfit and think damn, I want to fuck her, or not?”

“You’re so blunt,” he says admiringly. “Alright.”

“Alright, what,” you say distractedly. “Holy shit— Atsumu!”

He’s dragging you bodily out of your chair, and you’re halfway down the hall before you know it. You stumble and he catches you, looking at you with soft eyes totally at odds with what you suspect is happening.

“What are you doing?” You snap, the effect somewhat ruined by the fact that you’re half-laughing, and, oh, he’s kissing down your neck now, one large hand sliding under the hoodie (to take it off— maybe).

“Use your brain, babe,” he says, voice gravelly and warm. “C’mon, you can figure it out. Do the math.”

“You’re the worst,” you groan, and raise your arms to help him take off your clothes.

[heartofsilverflames]

Can I request a smut with Bucky? You’re at a party playing a game (strip poker, truth or dare, 7 minutes in heaven, etc,) and you’re purposely trying to turn Bucky on. Please and thank you!!! 🖤

Just a game

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Warnings: 18+, smut, lap dance, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, public sex?, unprotected sex, softdom!bucky

Summary: After Bucky teased you all day, you decided it would be fun to get him back when your friends decide to play a game of good ole truth or dare

a/n: Hope this is okay!! (gif isn’t mine) 

“Truth or dare?” You repeated, raising your eyebrows at Tony who sat looking deadly serious. He nodded, sipping his martini causing Natasha to laugh beside you, “What are we, 12?” she asked. 

Murmurs filled the room, discussing whether or not the game should be played. You and Natasha stayed silent, laughing at everyone while you sip on your drinks.

“I think it’ll be fun,” Steve shrugged, the room quieting as he leant back against the armchair he was sitting on. “Yeah, I mean it’s just a game,” Your boyfriend, who was sitting opposite you added. 

You looked over and met Bucky’s eyes, the smirk on his face irritating you instantly. He had been messing with you all day, from waking you up with his fingers stuffed in your panties to rocking his thigh between your legs at any chance he got or the way he’d made you sit on his cock while he watched a movie. Not once did he let you come. So you opted to give him the silent treatment for the rest of the day, it didn’t change the fact that you still craved him badly and wanted him to help with the slick that hadn’t disappeared from between your legs.  

You hummed, however, when an idea popped into your head. This game could work in your favour, you could get what you want. “Okay,” you stated, holding his icy stare, “Let’s play.” 

Wanda cleared her throat, “I’ll ask first,” she announced, scanning the room before her eyes landed on you. “Y/n...truth or dare?”

“Dare.” Wanda examined you and you could tell she had read your mind when she giggled and covered her mouth. She nodded in thought, “Alright...I dare you,” Wanda wiggled her eyebrows in your direction, “To give Bucky a lap dance, right here, right now.” 

Everyone’s head perked up at the dare while you took a deep breath, reaching out to grab a shot of liquid courage before standing up. Cheers of encouragement erupted from your teammates as you rounded the glass table to your boyfriend. To your luck, he was sat on a loveseat by himself meaning there was no one else close enough to witness your little plan.

Bucky looked up at you, adam’s apple bobbing when you shrugged your jacket off slowly, swaying and running your hands up and down your body to the sensual music somebody had put on. You were biting your lip, trying to hold back from laughing while your friends kept cheering you on.

Placing your hands on Bucky’s knees, you started to slide your palms up his large thighs, slowing when you reached the apex and smirking at the way his breath hitched. You continued dragging your hands up his stomach and chest until you found his shoulders. Holding onto him while you crawled into his lap, your knees settling on either side of his legs.

Your forehead rested against his and instantly everyone’s voices drowned out.  His eyes bore into yours, your breaths mingling while you circled your hips over his, careful not to make any contact with his crotch. You slapped his hands away with a grin when he attempted to grip your waist, you swore you heard him whine under his breath. 

Tilting your head back, you continued to sway to the music playing, purposefully shoving your cleavage into his face. The whirring of Bucky’s arm confirmed he was balling his fist, you giggled, loving every second of it. You moved your hands into his hair, tangling your fingers in the dark locks before tugging at the nape of his neck and forcing his chin up. His mouth opened, letting out a long sigh, glaring at you. 

Leaning down, you dragged your nose along his jaw until your breath fanned over his ear, “I’m not wearing any panties...” You whispered, feeling him shiver under you. “You’re lying.” 

You chuckled, quickly biting his earlobe before you shifted to turn around on Bucky’s lap. You tried not to look at any of your teammates while you ground your ass against him, feeling his already hard length under his jeans. Pushing his knees apart, you slowly bent over to grab your ankles earning a squeal from Wanda across the room. 

You arched your back as best you could, making your skirt ride up enough for Bucky to see that you were indeed, not wearing panties. A quiet growl came from him as the lamp near the couch allowed him to see the arousal soaking your inner thighs. You wiggled your ass, trailing your hands up your legs until you sneakily pulled at your thighs causing your pussy lips to spread in front of him. 

“Fuck...” Bucky whispered and you stood up straight, cutting off his view and grinning proudly. You accepted the applause of your friends with a hot face, the embarrassment of what you’d just done finally hitting you. 

You weren’t paying attention for the rest of the game, brushing off your turn by taking truths instead. You were too distracted by the way Bucky was staring at you, his eyes never leaving you unless someone asked him a question. For most of the night, you stared back, holding his gaze as you both mentally undressed each other in a room full of your friends and co-workers.

Eventually, the truths got boring and dares weren’t enthusiastic, so one by one, people began migrating up to their rooms. You sat sipping on your drink until there was only five people left, you and Bucky, Wanda, Natasha and Sam.

No one was speaking so Sam slapped his knees and announced, “Night guys.” Natasha was was next, as she helped a very tipsy Wanda to her feet, “Yeah, I’m gonna put this one to bed,” she sighed, squeezing your shoulder as they walked behind the couch you were sitting on.

And then there were two.

“You think that stunt you pulled was funny?” Bucky broke the silence asking, leaving his seat to walk in front of you. You nodded, flicking your eyes up to look at him, “What’s wrong, baby?” you shrugged innocently, a mischievous glint in your eye.

“Like you said,” you continued, hiking your right foot up on the couch, spreading your leg and exposing your core to him, “It was just a game...”

Bucky groaned at the sight of you, swollen and dripping for him. He dropped to his knees in front of you, eyes glued to the place you wanted him most. “Honey,” he sighed when you lifted your other foot onto the couch. Practically crawling to you, he kneeled between your legs and rested the side of his face on your thigh, dangerously close to your heat.

Every shaky breath Bucky let out hit your already throbbing pussy, your back arched, silently begging for him to touch you. He hummed while nuzzling his face against your inner thigh, his stubble leaving tingling scratches to your skin there.

You lifted your head from the back of the couch to look down at him with pleading features. His flesh hand found your other thigh, pushing down to flatten your leg against the couch, spreading you open further. “You just want to cum, don’t you baby?” he asked like he hadn’t left you hanging all day. You nodded, whimpering out a “please.”

“Then I’ll make you cum, babydoll...over and over,” he stated quietly, wetting his lips while he inched closer to your heat. You clenched at his words, Bucky saw it, a smile forming on his face while he stared at your drenched folds. 

In any other situation, you would have been embarrassed by the almost pornographic moan that left your throat when Bucky’s mouth latched onto your core. He slurped at your folds, tasting your slick juices. Your jaw hung open, eyebrows furrowed as small gasps escaped you every time Bucky’s tongue flicked your clit.

You whined, “Mm, Bucky!” He sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth causing your hips to buck against his face, he smiled against you. Licking slow circles around your clit, Bucky’s eyes found yours, it made your breath hitch and you found yourself unable to look away. The sight of him lapping at your pussy made your heart beat 100x faster and your walls clench.

On cue, Bucky slid his tongue to your entrance, pushing the muscle inside you and moaning when your pussy tightened. He fucked his tongue into you and you grinded shamelessly against his face making his nose rub against your clit with each roll of your hips.

Feeling the coil in your stomach tighten, you whimpered, threading your fingers into his hair in an attempt to hold his head in place, scared he was going to leave you on the edge again. Bucky shook his head side to side, burrowing his face into your pussy, your mouth fell open in a silent scream when his stubble rubbed your clit just right. Legs closing around his head, you came. Hard. 

The built up tension was finally released, your back arched off the couch and your nails scraped against Bucky’s scalp. He moaned, lapping at your folds and drinking up all the juices you released on his tongue. The aftershocks of your orgasm made your hips twitch and jolt up to him. 

You suddenly cried out when Bucky’s mouth latched back onto your clit, sucking hard and grazing his teeth against your bundle of nerves. “Holy...fuck, Bucky I-” You didn’t get the chance to pull away as Bucky’s arms wrapped around your thighs, holding you firmly in place as he continued the pleasurable assault on your cunt, already sending you hurtling into your next release.

Bucky meant what he said. Three orgasms later, your head was lulling against the back of the couch, incoherent mumbles and small whines leaving your lips while your eyes were squeezed shut.

You gasped when his mouth finally left your overly sensitive core. Quivering thighs fell to the couch while Bucky got off his knees, he carefully shifted the both of you so you were laying back and he was hovering over you. He wore a dumb smile, the bottom half of his face glistening with your arousal. You stared at him through hooded eyes as you brought your hand up to rest at the back of his neck. Lifting your head, you captured Bucky’s lips in a lazy kiss, it was messy, you hummed, tasting yourself on his tongue while the juices around his mouth smeared onto your face. 

Bucky pulled away, propping himself up on his elbow, “You think you can give me another one, babydoll?” he asked you softly while grinding onto you and as soon as you felt the outline of his erection brush against your thigh, another flood of slick appeared between your legs. You nodded and moaned simultaneously, “Yes, yes, yes...” You chanted making Bucky chuckle above you. 

“That’s my girl...” 

He fumbled around as he quickly freed himself from his jeans, you bit your lip in anticipation as you watched him hold his cock in his hand. He ran his length along your folds, wetting it with your arousal, you whimpered every time he bumped your clit, still sensitive from earlier.

Both of you moaned when Bucky began pushing his cock inside, your walls instantly fluttered around him. He grunted, “You’re so fucking tight, honey,” Bucky dropped his head into your neck, panting heavily against your skin.

He rocked his hips against yours, picking up the pace and you hooked your legs around his waist, giving him access to hit deeper inside you. Mewls left your throat at how sensitive your cunt was, his thick cock grazing your walls just stimulating your further. Bucky was moaning boldly like heaven in your ear, every so often pressing a hot kiss to your neck.

“You looked so good on my lap earlier babydoll,” Bucky praised as your arm latched around his shoulders like you were holding onto him for dear life. “So good, I wanted to take you right then and there, in front of everyone!” Bucky groaned into your ear, “We should do that one time, honey...” His metal arm slid under your waist and he hugged you closer to him, you wished you’d both stripped, wanting nothing more than to feel his skin pressed to yours. “Put on a show, would you like that?”

An orgasm hit you like a truck, washing over your body and making you clench tightly around Bucky’s cock. You hadn’t even felt it nearing but now you were crying as your whole body shook. Bucky choked at the feeling of you squeezing his cock, dropping his elbow and laying flat on top of you. “Already?” he gasped, managing to keep up the pace of his thrusts, “Shit, babydoll, you just love fucking coming for me, huh?”

You whimpered into his shoulder, gripping onto him at any place you could reach. “Tell me, honey, tell me you love coming for me!” Bucky panted before audibly swallowing thickly.

“I love it, i love it so much,” You whined, screwing your eyes shut as you could already feel another coiling in your stomach, “I lov- fuck, Bucky, it’s too much!” you cried, wriggling under his body weight. You felt Bucky’s metal arm shift and flex under your back, “Nuh-uh, babydoll, gotta give me one more,” he grunted, “One more, I’m close and I want you to cum with me, okay?”

Bucky’s hips were stuttering against yours and you nodded against his shoulder, unable to form any sentence. The feeling was intense, like you could feel every curve and bump on his cock as it dragged against your walls, you gulped, approaching another gut wrenching high. “I’m there!” you whimpered out.

He stopped thrusting, dropping his hips down to grind against yours, his pelvic bones giving you the slightest friction against your clit and it shoved you over the edge. Bucky groaned in your ear, seizing up while his cock pulsed, painting your walls with his cum and filling you to the brim.

You lay still for a few minutes, listening to each other’s pants while you both caught your breath. Your eyes were closed, your body spent from the number of orgasms you induced. Bucky began peppering light kisses along your neck, “You okay, honey?” You mumbled back a ‘yes’ before unlinking your legs from around Bucky’s waist.

You whimpered when he pulled out, his warm hand massaged your trembling thigh before he buckled his jeans while sitting up. “Come on, let’s get you to bed, babydoll,” Bucky whispered, scooping you up in his arms to start walking to your shared room.

You were sound asleep before he even reached the bedroom door. Bucky smiled at you when he laid you down on the bed, brushing his knuckles against your flushed cheek. He quickly grabbed a wet cloth from the bathroom and as carefully as possible, he spread your legs apart to gently clean you up.

He striped the both of you and clambered into bed, pulling your body under the sheets and into him to keep you warm. Bucky planted a kiss to your temple before wrapping his arms around you and passing out himself.