#Birthday Sex

[starkeyisthelastname]

hello lily…. i just had a thought…… about dealer!rafe and me on my birthday his girl celebrating her bday 💖💖……. i cannot stop thinking about him

hi baby! 💖 you better get ready because this man is ready to spoil you even more than already he does and take you to pound town 😜.. hope you like it sweet angel and have the best birthday!!! @oceandriveab

The morning of your birthday, you get awoken by his head between your thighs. His tongue deep in your wet hole and nose hitting your clit just right. He would look up at you just as your sleepy eyes met his, a smirk on his handsome face as he pulled back. “Happy birthday mama.” His voice raspy, watching you bite your lower lip as he then dived back down into your ocean of a pussy.

It was when you walked outside, as he was going to take you shopping that you saw your dream car wrapped perfectly in a pink bow. Rafe did most of the driving, but when he was taking care of “business”, you occasionally needed to go somewhere and what better way now with the brand new luxury vehicle that cost him a pretty penny. Not that he worried how much it cost, he paid for it in cash. (Dirty money at that. 😅). You would open the door, the passenger seat holding a giant bouquet of flowers, along with neatly wrapped boxes that read Dior, Chanel, Cartier, Louis Vuitton and stacks of cash wrapped in silky ribbon. You always wondered how much money this man really made, but never questioned it as you enjoyed the princess treatment too much.

He would then take you shopping, letting you have a pamper day before a beautiful private dinner on the waters of the Outer Banks. He needed you blissfully happy and tummy full before we gave you a brutal birthday fuck.

You may have been drunk off expensive liquor, but you felt every thick and long inch of your man’s cock as he slid it in your soaked little hole. He made sure your knees were bent back, giving you that deep shit all while talking dirty to his birthday girl.

“Shit… that’s it my pretty fuckin birthday princess. Got that pussy soaked for daddy, huh?” Rafe drawled out, tone low and cocky as he watched his massive pipe stretch your fluttering hole out.

“Daddy…” You whined, your pretty eyes rolling back as he hit your sweet spot over and over. He was already about to give you your first orgasm of the night and you knew there were many more to come. “I.. slow down..” You gasped, the feeling almost too much as you reached out how to tap his toned stomach. It wasn’t that you wanted him to stop, but you were about to explode and embarrassed how quickly it was coming on.

“Move your hand and take this fuckin big dick. You know I’m not done with you yet, we are just getting started.” Rafe said between breaths, your plea following on deaf ears as he continued the hard thrusts to your sloppy cunt. “Giving my girl the birthday dick she deserves, yeah?”

He was about to give you round after round, making your birthday end with your pussy sore and the sheets soaked. A new car in the driveway, diamonds, designer bags, fed expensive food, and getting a dick one dreamed of having.

[t0yac1d]

Sweet Dreams (JJ.Maybank x F!Reader)

Warnings: thigh fucking & grinding/dry humping

Word Count: 532

Part II

It's late in the night, a cool summer night. You and JJ were fast asleep on John B's couch, Kei and Pope on the floor, and Sarah with John B in his room. The group hung out for the day and ended it at the Routledge residence. The house was quiet, nothing making a noise besides the occasional snore coming from Pope.

JJ was having trouble sleeping though, you looked so pretty today and the swimsuit you wore made the blood from his brain rush to his dick. For the entire day he's been sporting a hard on, not ever getting a chance to relieve himself. 

So there he was, wide awake trying his hardest to fall asleep and trying his best to not grind his painfully hard dick against your ass. The same ass that's been nudging against him for the past hour. "It wouldn't be wrong, right? Just for a little.." he thought to himself.

He lightly grabbed onto your hips and moved his against your ass. "S-shit.." he sighed, the slight friction easing some of the pain. He moved again, pressing into you a little harder, letting out a shaky moan and burying his face in the crook of your neck. 

The slow movements gradually got faster, the slow grinding turned into him rutting against you, like a dog in heat. All of this movement caused you stir, halting JJ's movements. Making sure you were still asleep, he started moving his hips again, slowly.

The friction wasn't enough though, he wanted more, he needed more. He pulled his pants and boxers down, or at least enough for his dick to spring out and breathe. 

The cold air hit his tip causing him to shiver and stifle a moan. Pulling you close and stroking himself, spreading his pre-cum, he pushed himself between your thighs. He knew it was weird, to grind and hump on you while you were sleeping, but fully fucking you didn't make him feel better, your thighs will suffice for this one time. 

Thrusting his hips he let out a moan,a little too loud making everyone in the room stir and mumble, he bit his lip trying to silence himself. Dipping his head in the crook of your neck he let out an airy breath and kissed your shoulders, hips thrusting faster and balls slapping against the back of his thighs. 

Whining and huffing in your ear, kissing and nipping at your neck, he was getting closer and closer to cumming all over your thighs. JJ grabbed your thighs, squeezing them tightly, tight enough it might even leave a mark. His hips began to stutter and his hands gripped your thighs and hip while he bit his lip, hard enough to cause it to bleed and pushing his head further into your neck. 

His dick twitched and his cum shot out, covering your thighs and some of the couch. Panting, he slid himself from between you and started getting up to get something to clean you up and to clean the couch off when he heard shuffling. "I'll meet you in the bathroom, only fair if I get something too. Right?" You smiled, catching JJ off guard.

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: anon request - "can you do a smut with jake for readers birthday? (today is my birthday!!)"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, birthday sex, hair pulling, biting, oral (f rec), unprotected sex, general filth 

Word count: 1.3k 

Happy birthday 🖤

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You feel a hand run up your arm, trying to gently wake you up. 

You smile, moving your hand back to feel a body very close to yours, "What are you doing awake?" You open your eyes, "It feel ea-" 

Red, heart shape balloons are scattered around, kissing the ceiling. 

"Jake?" You question as you sit up, holding the blanket over your chest that's still bare from the night before, "What is this?" 

He stays laying down, running his hand up and down your back, "Happy birthday, baby." 

You look back at him, a smile on your face, "Thank you." He sits up, reaching over to the stand to bring over a plate of cupcakes. 

He brings up his lighter, lighting the wick and he looks up at you, nothing but love in his eyes, "Make a wish." 

You tilt your head, biting your lip as you smile. You lean forward, a puff of air coming through your lips to blow out the flame. 

He smiles, sticking out his tongue a little as he swipes some icing onto his finger, "Here, try this." He brings his finger up to your lips, "It's so fucking good." 

You look from him to his finger and lean in to wrap your lips around it, sucking the icing from it. 

When your eyes meet his, all the love in his eyes have been replaced by lust. 

You smirk slightly, "I take it you know what I wished for?" He shrugs as he sets the plate of cupcakes down, "I may have a hunch." 

You reach over to the plate, swiping icing onto your finger. You bring it down, wiping a line down your chest, "Oops." 

You look up at him and he tilt his he's as his eyes flick down, "Here.." he holds his hands out to his sides then lays one on his chest, "..allow me." 

He leans in, dipping his head down to drag his tongue up your skin, collecting the icing on his tongue. 

Your breath hitches in your throat, biting down on your lip as your hand moves to gently lay on the back of his head. 

He leans back, smirking up at you. Your hand that's still on his head, pulling him towards you to you can kiss him. 

You smirk within the kiss, leaning back as your hand blindly searches for the plate of cupcakes, "I think you missed a spot." 

"Oh did I? Hmm." Jake looks down, watching as you push the blanket away, revealing you bare breasts. 

"Right... here." You swipe some icing on your nipple, repeating the quick process to the other one. 

You look up at Jake and he moves the plate before moving his body over yours, causing you to lay back. 

He kisses down your neck and over your collar bone, before reaching your icing covered nipples. He takes the first one into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue. 

You arch your back, moaning out as your fingers tangle in his hair. 

He licks the first one clean, replacing his mouth with his hand as he moves on to the other one, doing the same thing with that one. 

"You know.." he says between kissing up your chest. 

"What?" You ask as he kisses up your neck. He lifts his head, "You've always been sweet." 

You can feel your cheeks heat as he gives you a quick wink, "Just lay back and relax for me. This is all about you, birthday girl." 

You smile, "Okay." 

He pecks your lips before kissing back your jawline, down your neck, chest and torso. 

He pulls the blankets the rest of the way off, revealing your bare lower half, "You look extra delicious today." 

You bite your lip, spreading your knees, "You think?"

He lays his hands on your knees as he situates himself, "I know." He moves back and lays down on his stomach. His hands slip under your thighs and licks his lips before leaning in to you circle your clit with his tongue. 

You gasp quietly, eyes rolling back at the initial pleasure. 

Jake groans against you as he slips his tongue down in between your folds. His digs his finger tips into your skin, pulling you closer. 

His tongue runs up and down, in and out, earning moan after moan to come from your lips. 

You lay your hand on his head, looking down at him as you whimper and gasp, "J-Jake.. baby.." 

Your back arches off the bed, moaning out as his nose bumps your clit in all the right ways. 

You were close, you didn't want him to stop - and he knew just that. 

He pushes his hand through, bringing it around to lay on your waist before sliding his fingers down to gently add pressure to your clit. 

"F-fuck, fuck, fuck." You whimper, "Yes yes yes." 

Your fingers tangle in his hair, earning a louder groan from him when you pull. 

His fingers press down on your clit as his tongue pushes into you. You roll your hips slightly, becoming a mess as you let go and allow all of that pleasure to roll into your body. 

Moaning and whimpering loudly as your legs relax to the sides. 

Jake leans back, crawling up your body. He looks down at you, a smirk plastered on his face, "You seem to enjoy that." 

You open your eyes, smiling up at him, "You have no idea." You pull him down, connecting your lips with his. 

The taste of your self washing over your own tongue. 

He swallows your moans as he grinds against you, his cock hard within the hold of his boxers. 

You slip your hand between your bodies, pulling at the band of his boxers. He reaches down, pushing them down, and you wrap your hand around his cock, earning a gasp from him. 

You smirk slightly before continuing to kiss him. Your legs move to wrap comfortably around his hips as he moves between your thighs.

Your eyes are glued to his, lips parted as he slips his cock into you. 

A loud moan sounds from you as a groan comes from him as he buries his face into your neck. Your arm wraps tight around his neck, your breathing heavy as you wait for him to move. 

He pulls out, thrusting back in, both of you moaning. He lifts his head slightly, just enough to kiss and suck a mark into the skin of your neck. 

His thrusts are steadily paced, as his focus is on making sure you feel good first.

Your chest pushes against his, forehead against his, breathing out, "F-" you gasp, "Fuck." 

His moans lowly as he kisses you, sliding a hand up your side to pull your one arm away from his neck. He continues to slide his hand up until his hand meets yours, interlocking your fingers with his, "You feel so good, so fucking good." 

He buries his cock into you, eyes closing as he feels you pulsating around him. 

"Baby." His voice is quiet, "Cum for me." 

You tighten your legs, "Make me." 

He smirks, "Mm." He pulls out, thrusting back in at a quicker pace than before, his hand still pinning yours down. 

He dips his head down, marking the other side of your neck, "You're so beautiful." He kisses up your neck, nipping the lobe of your ear, "Pussy is perfect." 

You moan at his words. 

You loved being praised. 

"Can't ever get enough of you." He mumbles as he kisses up your neck. You tilt your head back, smiling, "Guess it's a good thing we have all day then, right?" 

He nods, "You're mine for as long as I can have ya." 

You smile, gasping as Jake repeatedly hits that perfect spot inside of you, "F-fuck, fuck. Right there." You moan loudly, tilting your head back, "Fuck!" 

"Come on baby, cum for me." Jake's voice is low in your ear, but it's just enough to get that band in your belly to snap. 

Your legs tighten around him, your hand squeezes his and you let out a long string of moans, repeating his name. 

You feel his thrusts grow slowly, and he tries to save himself to last longer, but fails. 

He pulls out, spilling his cum onto your pelvis, "Fuck." He sighs, laughing slightly, "I tried to hold off." 

You lay your hand on his cheek, "It's okay. We got all the time in the world, remember." He rolls off of you, reaching down to grab the towel that's on the floor. 

He wipes you off and you sit up, running your hand through your hair as Jake lays back on the bed. 

"Birthday sex?" He asks and you look at him, laughing slightly, "What?" 

He smirks, "Your wish.. was birthday sex?"

You sigh, smiling, "Yeah, but not just one time." 

"Oh I know." He wraps his hand around your arm, pulling you back to lay next to him. 

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

I hope you liked this. Sorry to keep you guys waiting! Thanks for being patient with me! 

As usual, let me know how you liked it! 

I love ya's! 

Likes and reblogs are majorly appreciated!

[sabi-luvr]

Birthday Girl

Synopsis: Todays your birthday, and what better way to celebrate than then a little love from your boyfriend?

Tags: Birthday Sex, Morning Sex cause i’m too lazy to write a whole fic, Creampie, Kissing, Idk what else

ITS MY BIRTHDAYYY

I didn't write that well today because I ain't doing allat

“Good Morning birthday girl.” The first thing when you wake up other than the sloppy kisses that Jongseob was busy placing on your neck.

Today, was your 20th birthday. Which to you might have been boring but to Jongseob? Just another big day to show you how much he loves you.

You didn’t expect to feel his cold, wandering hands in your panties as soon as you woke up. But you weren’t complaining, especially not when he knew your body so well.

“Morning..” A small mutter came out of your mouth, sleep evident in your voice and eyes. Though Jongseob didn’t see or hear it, not when your moaning was so loud.

“Good girl, Taking your gift so well..” In such a short amount of time, he was able to pull an orgasm from you, licking his fingers clean.

He moved to hover over you, Pulling down your panties completely. “Gonna stuff you full now, ‘mkay pretty?”

Words just couldn’t form after his cock entered you, Filling you to the extent. More than usual

His hips started rocking against yours, slower than faster. Making sure your pleasure was before him always.

“Gonna cum..” Is the only thing Jongseob could hear, that and the sound of your pussy squelching around his cock.

“Fuck, me too” Jongseob added, heavy breathing coming from him. His fast pace seemed to be catching up to him, The headboard rocking heavily

Lewd moans were heard from the two of you, filling the entirety of the room. Your legs shaking as you orgasmed, Feeling Jongseob shoot his hot load in you

He collapsed next to you, still breathing heavily.

“We should probably get ready for our brunch reservations, or we’re gonna be late.”

“Excuse me?”

[kamii-2]

hey pookie! so since it’s ice’s birthday maybe you should write a smut for her when your request are open!

-👾

(ik your request aren’t open but when they are you should totally make this)

hi 👾 anon!! i love this request so much and im so sorry this is late but i hope you enjoy it!!

warning(s): cussing, smut

genre: smut & fluff

pairing(s): ice brady x reader

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for ice’s birthday she wanted to hang out with her friends and family and obviously you, so you guys went out to dinner with her friends and we’re going to visit her family later that week.

after dinner on the way back to your apartment ice seemed a little upset. “what’s wrong baby?” you questioned glancing over at her while you drove, “you didn’t get me anything for my birthday. you’re the only person who didn’t, even my family members sent me something.” ice answered while clearly getting more mad. “ice you’re about to get your present when we go back to my apartment, it’s more than one thing too.” you told her trying to not spoil what it was. ice smiled at your answer and didn’t ask any more questions.

the moment you guys parked she immediately got out and went to the driver side to open the door and drag you out. she figured out what the surprise was the moment you replied to her in the car earlier. she grabbed your hand and took you all the way to your apartment, not letting go of your hand once. “i can tell you’re excited.” you smiled at her while giving her a kiss that she immediately turned into making out. she pulled away just for a second, “jump.” she said while moving her hands from your waist so you could jump up. she grabbed your waist and you wrapped your arms around her neck and continued to kiss her.

she pulled away to walk to your room as you kissed her neck and left hickies, “fuck.” she breathily whined out. when you guys got to the bedroom she say you down on the bed, “i wanna top tonight. it’s your birthday and i barely ever get to fuck you.” you pulled her in with your legs and looked up at her with doe eyes, “that’s fine with me but i have to get you at least once tonight.” she agreed while grabbing your hands. you smiled hard at this and immediately started to take off your girlfriends jean shorts. “do you plan of fucking me while i stand?” she jokingly questioned, “shit you’re right, lay down.” you told her as she went and sat down on the bed. you pushed her back a little for better access and took off her jeans and underwear.

she spread her legs for you and leaned back on her elbows to watch you. you sucked on her clit softly and put two fingers in her, thrusting in and out slowly. there wasn’t enough pleasure for ice’s liking, she grinding on your face and fingers to get more but it didn’t work, you were doing it on purpose. “cmon bro stop playing please.” she whined out, instead of listening you pulled away completely. before she could complain you plunged two fingers in her and went as fast as you could, “oh!” she moaned at the sudden pleasure.

you thrusted your fingers in and out of her at a fast pace not stopping once. after a few more thrusts you added your mouth and sucked on her clit, this made her body jolt with pleasure. “oh my God, please don’t stop.” she begged while putting her hand on the back of your head, pushing you face more. you pulled out your fingers and put your tongue inside of her, eating her like she was your last meal and rubbing her clit with your thumb.

while you were eating her out she felt you spelling something with your tongue but she couldn’t tell what you spelt. “what- fuck! what did you s-spell?” she stuttered out, “happy birthday isuneh.” you replied still tongue-fucking her. this send chills down her spine for 2 reasons, one, she was surprised that you would do that, two, the vibrations from you talking inside of her filled her with a huge amount of pleasure. you kept fucking her while she moaned out your name and grounded into your face for more pleasure. “oh, i’m so close.” she moaned out as her legs began to shake a little. after a few more licks she came all over your tongue and mouth.

you stood you from in between her legs and before you could do anything else ice pulled you into her and kissed you, ignoring the fact that you had her cum all over your mouth. “your turn.” she said as she stood up, you sitting on the bed where she was laying. she pushed you back the same way you did to her while taking off your shirt and bra. she kissed from your lips to your stomach, leaving a few hickies here and there, stopping when she reached your shorts. “can i?” she asked while looking up at you, you nodded while lifting yourself up so she can take them off. the moment she removed your shorts and underwear she dived in tongue first, her nose hitting your clit every few seconds. “oh! ice please.” you moaned out while putting your legs on her shoulders, she gripped your legs and went in deeper.

the way her tongue fucked you and her nose hit your clit made you go way over the edge, it felt so good and hoped she wouldn’t take it away from you.

just as you thought it, she pulled away. “why?” you immediately whined out before she could even explain. “chill.” she giggled while putting her fingers in you and playing with your clit with her tongue. she thrusted in and out of you at an insanely fast speed and sucked on your clit harshly. you couldn’t hold it in, cumming all over her mouth and fingers. she pulled out and stood up and sat next to you, holding your hand and rubbing it with the back of her thumb. “i have one more present for you after we get cleaned up.” you told her and you sat up.

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after you two showered and got dressed she set on the bed on her phone while you got her gift. when you came back she shut her phone off and put all of her attention on you. “okay, here’s your gift.” you smiled at her while handing her the small gift bag. as she took out the items she smiled hard. it was. a matching necklace set with your initial on it and you had one with her initial on it, there was also matching bracelets. when she looked up and you she gave you a big hug and a kiss, “thank you so much.” she said while giving you one last kiss. “you’re welcome, happy birthday.”

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so sorry this took so long to get out but i hope liked it, i hope you have a good day/night, love you 💋💋

[babbymochiiii]

🔞BIRTHDAY SURPRISE: JOHNNY SUH

↪︎pairing: idol! Johnny x afab! reader

↪︎genre: smut, fluff, romance

↪︎warnings: established relationship, johnny getting blind folded, oral (m), unprotected sex (y’all wrap it up pls), dick riding, dom johnny, sub reader, daddy count (1), dirty talk, Johnny coming inside of reader, pet names; hers: angel, baby; his: baby

↪︎synopsis: you give Johnny a birthday surprise 🎁

↪︎word count: 1.7k

note ✨: Happy birthday to Johnny!!! 🥳 decided to write this fic that’s been brewing in my mind for a bit just because 🤷🏼 and besides it’s straight to the point 😂🫶🏼

requests are open! 🤎

divider credit @chaefilm 🖤

“You’re blind folding me?” Johnny lets out with a chuckle as he goes along with whatever you have planned.  

“It’s part of your birthday surprise.” You giggled as you finished off tying the red silk ribbon around his head as you straddled his lap.  

“And what could that birthday surprise be?” Johnny hummed sensually as he placed his hands on your hips.  

“You just gotta wait and find out.” you whispered in his ear as you gave him a small kiss at the shell of his ear.  

Goosebumps formed around the base of Johnny’s neck down to his arm as his grip on your hips tightened. “You’re teasing...” he realized.  

“Of course, I am... I gotta build the tension while I have you blinded folded.” you said as you slowly climbed off his lap and towards his hardened length that happily sits high against the air leaking beads of pre cum, waiting for attention of its own.  

You came face to face with Johnny’s tip. A strangled moan leaves his lips as he felt your warm breathing hit his shaft causing for a shiver to run through his body. Before he could protest to you, you started to kitten lick his tip, causing him to throw his head back in ecstasy at the feeling.  

You continued to kitten lick, enjoying the look of pleasure and torment that started to wrap around Johnny’s facial expression. Johnny bucked his hips up trying to gain some sort of other type of stimulation as he knew that he didn’t like you teasing him with such small licks.  

“Tsk, you’re getting needy.” you retorted as you started to fist his shaft.  

With a groan, Johnny bucked up at the sensation. “Watch your tone angel. I may be blind folded but that doesn’t mean you have the reigns completely.” he said between teeth as he felt you take as much of his length into your mouth.  

“Mmm, you’re always more talk than action anyways baby.” you mumbled as you gasped up for air before going back down and bobbing your head just the way Johnny likes it.  

Johnny sat up as much as he could without hurting both you and him and wrapped his fingers in your hair pulling you off of him. “Don’t tempt me angel, you know I’ll make you regret it.”  

“Regret it? More like make me love it.” you said as you gave him a somewhat fucked out smile.  

“Tsk, you’re a brat, you knew that?” johnny sneered as he blindly guided you back to what you were doing.  

Happily going back to business, you started to deep throat Johnny, causing you to gag around his length as you tried to control your breathing.  

Johnny felt the way you swallowed around him causing him to groan and tighten his grip on your hair. Making your eyes tear up even more as you continued to push down on him before pulling away, causing strings of saliva to connect from the tip to your mouth.  

“I didn’t say you could stop.” Johnny said as he pushed your head back down on his shaft and started to face fuck you, not showing you any sort of mercy.  

“Fuck angel your throat is so tight.” Johnny moaned out as he held you down to where the tip of your nose touched the base of his shaft.  

You tapped Johnny’s thigh, signaling to him to need to breath, to which he lets you up and lets you catch your breath. As you tried to go back down on him, Johnny pulled your head back.  

“I’m not cumming like this. Ride me.” he ordered, not leaving any room for discussion.  

You bit your lip as you tried to suppress the smile on your face. “Yes, daddy.” you said as you straddled his lap once again.  

Once situated, you take hold of his shaft and align him to your entrance. You slowly sink down, making the two of you moan out at the sensation of your joining.  

“Soaking wet as always.” Johnny comments as he felt your slick trinkle down from between your folds to his base.  

A moan leaves your lips as his words as you slowly started to fuck yourself.  

You held onto his shoulders to level yourself as you started to pick up speed just as the pleasure started to become deliciously intense. Not being able to hold back anymore, Johnny takes hold of your hips as slams you down. This causes you to arch your back and moan out in pleasure at the sensation.  

He held you in place as he started to fuck up into you, completely getting lost in the pleasure. You couldn’t complain as this was exactly what you wanted from him. “F-fuck angel you feel so fucking good.” He moans as he bit his bottom lip.  

With how intense he was fucking you, the blind fold started to fall down from its original position. Not like either of you cared that it came off, just the intense eye contact that was happening could cause goose bumps to form on your skin.  

When the blind fold came off, Johnny could see the pleasure written all over your face as you looked at him. He saw the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head before you threw your head back as strings of moans leave your lips.  

Johnny took hold of your waist and flipped both of you over to where he was on top of you, not once coming out of you. He continued his brutal pace inside of you making you see stars.  

“So beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous my angel.” Johnny moaned out as he started to see how fucked out you were becoming. 

“Mmhm, y-yes…” you trailed off as you moaned.  

“Dumb on my cock already angel?” Johnny teased as he started to tweet with your harden nipples.  

“Y-yes — “a moan coming from you cut you off as Johnny’s hand trails down to your clit, squeezing it between his fingers.  

“Hmmm, just how I like to see you.” Johnny mumbled to himself as he watched the way you react to his touch.  

Johnny’s eyes trail down from your face to where you both join together. Seeing the way, you sucked him inside of you had him going feral inside. He pulled out of you, causing you to whimper at the lost feeling of being full.  

“Just for a moment baby, I need you to turn for me, okay?” Johnny said as he helped you turn onto your stomach.  

Automatically, you arched your ass up off of the bed giving Johnny a full show of your pussy, slick coming out of it for how good he was fucking you.  

“Fuck angel, look at the way you’re dripping.” Johnny says as he takes hold of your ass cheeks and spreads them apart so he could get a better view of your wet entrance.  

“J-Johnny please…” you whine as you pushed yourself against him.  

A slap landed right on your ass, causing you to jolt forward with a moan. “Patience.”  

You whimpered as you looked over your shoulder to see Johnny completely mesmerized by the sight before him.  

Johnny delivered a couple more slaps before kneading the tender flesh in his hands. He leaned down and placed kisses along your ass cheeks before he bit into one, making you moan loudly.  

Aligning himself with your entrance, Johnny thrusted himself into you in one go delivering the fullness you’ve been trying to regain back.  

Johnny continued the brutal pace from before, chasing the high within both of you that he knew was around the corner.  

“I-I’m…” you trailed off as you stuffed your head between the pillows below you as the pleasure was too much to bear with.  

“Fuck yourself on my cock angel.” A hiss escapes through his lips as you start to move yourself along his shaft, chasing the height that’s building up tightly.  

With a twitch from your walls and one last thrust on Johnny’s cock, you found your legs shaking in pleasure causing them to give out.  

Johnny followed your movement. He pressed himself deeper inside of you due to the position of you laying down completely on the bed. He continued thrusting into you hastily helping you through your orgasm, causing some overstimulation, as he chased after his own high.  

You felt like you were on cloud nine as Johnny brought you into overstimulation. Small, whiny moans leave your lips as he continued.  

You felt Johnny’s cock twitch inside of you, signaling that he’s about to release his load.  

“Angel, fuck I’m so close.” Johnny groaned out as he continued.  

“Inside.” You mumbled into the pillows.  

Johnny took hold of your hair and pulled your head back. “What was that angel?” He whispered into your ear.  

Chills run down your back as goosebumps rise onto your skin. “I-inside of me baby please.” You cried as you felt you were close to a second orgasm.  

“Fuck baby…you drive me crazy.” Johnny said as he brought his lips onto yours, shoving his tongue inside of your mouth to dominate the kiss.  

Lost in the kiss, you felt the sensation in your stomach tighten once again causing you to clench around Johnny. 

“Mmgh, fuck!” Johnny moaned out of the kiss as he started to release his load.  

As you felt the hot strands of his cum inside of you, you came around his cock for the second time tonight.  

Johnny put his weight on his arms so he wouldn’t fully collapse on you. Slowly, Johnny moved to the side, careful not to hurt you as he was still inside of you. He brought the two of you to your sides where he pushed the hair that clung onto your sweat damp forehead away from your face.  

Johnny softly caressed your arm; this causes you to stir slightly at the gentle sensation. Groggily, you opened your eyes and looked over your shoulder to see Johnny smiling down at you with a gentle smile. 

“Happy birthday baby.” you said softly as you took hold of his hand.  

“Thank you for the birthday surprise angel.” Johnny said as he placed a tender kiss on your shoulder.  

With one last shared kiss, the two of you drifted off into sleep content with another successful birthday surprise.  

ummm thANK YOU TO MY 100+ FOLLOWERS!? ☹️🖤 honestly to see that so many of you like what I write is enough but to see that many of you following me makes me cry in joy 😭🫶🏼 thank you thank you thank youuuuu you guys encourage me 🖤

But I hope you guys enjoyed this fic! Had to give Johnny something for his birthday (ofc he ain’t seeing this cause— well 💀)

So much love from me to you MWAH MWAH 😚🖤

— mochi 🕷️

[wishfuldivine]

Gaz receiving kisses on each day of the month leading to his birthday?

Price peppers his cheeks with multiple kisses every day. Not caring about how flustered his sergeant got. It actually made everything that much sweeter.

Johnny peppers his nose with multiple kisses every day. Enjoying the way his fellow sergeant's eyes cross. It made him look absolutely adorable. Almost like a puppy.

Simon peppers his forehead with multiple kisses every day. His most favorite place to kiss out of him. It was a rather sweet sentiment that he adored.

And when his birthday actually rolls in, they all pepper him with kisses everywhere. Every part of his body. And gift him with the best fuck ever that he's unable to walk for days.

[vrtvyg]

MORE VICTIM! SOAP BABIES!

Birthday edition bc it's my bday >:)

about to be HEAVY smut. beware.

Warnings: Kidnapper! reader and heavy smut. it's not about to be nice.

Imagine you two sitting at the dining room table. a cake covered in candles as you happily sing happy birthday, pinching his thigh when he doesn't sing along, making him wince and grumble out the tunes.

Blowing out the candles before forcing him under the table to blow you.

Groaning from the sweet fluttering in your stomach at the way he gags harshly around your length, feeling your tip press against the back of his throat, his nails almost ripping the fabric of your sweats.

You swipe your finger through the frosting, stuffing it in mouth before he can spit out your hot release. mixing the sweet buttercream with the saltyness of your cum.

"How's it taste, mutt?"

The bed creaks, banging against the drywall, watching as his wrists blossom red and blue as he struggles against the pretty ribbon you had restrained him with. his thighs held tightly in your grip as you thrust mercilessly, snickering as he tries to blink away the tears.

You hold your hand tightly around his throat, choking on his own spit and tears and you fill him. stuffing that pretty buttplug, the one with the bow into his hole to keep it from leaking out.

"Proper present for me, hm?"

He sleeps in your bed that night. wrists bruised, throat sore, and hole aching and full. a heavy arm around his waist and a hot kiss to the back of his neck. whispering soft praises to him as sleep begins to take over.

"best birthday gift ever, love.."

[ravennaortiz]

August 6th features Tig with the prompt "You remembered? Of course I did I'm not a complete asshole" requested by the lovely @hatersaremymotivators .As always my stories are 18+

It was late when you heard the rumble of Tigs motorcycle as it pulled into the driveway. “Happy Birthday sweetheart” called Tig as you met him at the door. His arms filled to the brim with gifts, balloons and sweets. You were taken aback and just stared in awe as your eyes brimmed with tears. The way things had been with the club lately you figured he would have forgotten. “You remembered?” you whispered as you offered him a small smile as he made his way inside grinning at you. “Of course I did! I’m not a complete asshole love” chuckled Tig his blue eyes a light with mischief as he kissed your cheek.

You laughed as he deposited everything on the couch before pulling you into his arms and hugging you. “I’ve missed you doll” he murmured into your neck as he inhaled deeply making you shiver as his lips ghosted your neck. “Missed you too” you whispered as you felt him grab one of your hands.

“What present do you want to open first?” he asked quietly as he moved your hand over the bulge in his jeans making you grin. “Hmmm, so hard. Maybe that green one” you stated smirking as he huffed into your neck. “Funny doll” replied Tig as he quickly tossed you over his shoulder and carried you off to your bedroom as you giggled.

Within in minutes Tig has your pajamas off and you pinned underneath him on your bed. His tongue shoved down your throat as he ruts against you. He moans into your mouth as you wind your fingers through his hair tugging gently. Quickly he starts to kiss down your neck to your breast. Nipping and suckling at your tender flesh as he goes.

“So pretty,” he coos with his mouth full, rolling his tongue over your nipple before nipping the bud with his lips.

He switches to the other one, wrapping his mouth around it, sucking sharply before pulling back, taking your nipple with him before releasing it with a pop. You watch with lidded eyes as he drools all over your tits.

You feel your breathing speed up as he kisses down your body, starting with your lips and ending right above your clit. You feel the little bud twitch in anticipation as he tongues the skin above it making you whine. “Tig… please”.

He meets your gaze and moves his tongue lower finally, sliding the flat of the muscle over your clit. You gasp and toss your head back into the pillows, eyes rolling back as he noisily slurps at your cunt. 

“O-Oh god!” you wail, moaning out noises of pleasure as he pushes his tongue deep within you as one of his thumbs grazes your clit. “Tig” you sob, kicking your feet mindlessly against his back as he captures your clit in his mouth, suckling at the bud, “You’re so good, so good, oh god!” you moan as your back arches off the bed as pleasure courses through you. Tig moans into you as you twitch and pulse around him, flooding his mouth with your sweet nectar.

You barely had time to register what was happening or finish your high before Tig quickly impaled you on his cock. Capturing the moan of his name with his mouth he pumped into you with an animalistic vigor you had never felt before. Each quick snap of his hips had you seeing stars and cuming with such force it leaked around his cock and down your legs. Tig bit down on your shoulder as he slammed into you one last time before coating your soft tight walls with his release.

Panting he collapsed on top of you as he kissed your neck. “More where that came from Doll” he murmured into your neck as his fingers worked there way between your bodies to your swollen sensitive bud making tears pool in your eyes. “Tiggy… too much” you started to whine before he covered your mouth with his as he kept on his torturous touch.

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[help-i-lost-my-sock]

Birthday present

Hey guys!

This is my first time writing a smut of any kind. Feel free to drop a comment!

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Summary: Buddha decides to give you a very personal gift on your birthday.

Tags & Warnings: Buddha x Reader, F/M, SMUT/ Lemon, NSFW, established relationship, birthday sex, PiV, fingering, oral (F receiving)

Word count: 2,900

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It's morning. The sunlight creeps around the blinds and into your bedroom. Laying in bed, with nothing but the sheets over your bare bodies, you slowly blink your eyes open, as reality starts to sink in.

This morning is just the way you wanted all your mornings to be - with your head on his chest, feeling it slowly rise and fall with his breathing, quietly listening to his heartbeat. 

Buddha seems to have noticed you woke up, as he wraps an arm around your waist, and pulls you closer into his chest. You look up at him with a soft, still somewhat sleepy smile. He, too, is smiling down at you warmly. 

"Good morning, petal."

You groan, still half asleep, refusing to accept that it's time to wake up, and turn away from him, now laying on your left side. Buddha laughs at your reaction. You can feel his laughter vibrating through you as he wraps his arms around you, crossing over your chest, his chest presses against your back. His skin is so warm against yours... You instinctively place your hands on his forearms, feeling his firm muscles under your fingertips. Every inch of him is so toned and chiseled it beggars belief. 

Buddha nuzzles his face into your soft hair. 

"Happy birthday, sleepyhead," he purrs in your ear. 

'That's right! It's my birthday today!'  The thought brings a faint smile to your lips.

"Thank you, honey," you murmur softly. You feel so safe and comfortable in his embrace, you can't help but snuggle against him some more, until you feel his morning wood poking you from behind.

"Is that a birthday gift you got there, or are you just happy to see me?" 

Buddha chuckles at your sleepily mumbled question. "Can't it be both?" 

"I'm not sure that counts as a birthday gift, sweety," you reply with a smile, though still not opening your eyes. 

Buddha is not one to shy away from a challenge and you can feel his lips curling into a smirk. 

"We'll see about that." His whispered promise tickles your ear and sends a light shiver down your body. His soft lips start pressing kisses along your neck and down your shoulders, as his arms uncross, allowing the chilly morning air to graze your chest. The sudden change in temperature makes you whine, as your nipples start to harden. Buddha continues to pamper you with soft kisses. With his left arm holding your throat in the crook of his elbow, his right hand proceeds to travel down, massaging your side, and rubbing circles on your hip. 

‘I will never understand how his touch can be so soothing, yet so thrilling; so gentle, yet so firm; so loving, yet so domineering...’

You feel his teeth lightly biting into your shoulder, as his hand travels down to your thigh. Sleep is now a thing of the past - for how could it not be when he's kissing you and touching you like that? Yet, you decide not to give in so easily. It is your birthday afterall. What's so wrong with pushing him to do his best? 'And gods know just how amazingly delicious his best is...' 

You can still feel his smirk against your skin, his tongue warm and his lips soft as he licks and kisses your neck. His roaming hand slides between your thighs, gently massaging them, and sliding them open. His other hand now finds your breast, squeezing and fondling it. You can feel your desire stirring awake, coming alive within you with every touch of his.

His roaming hand traces its fingers up your thigh and along the crease of your leg, teasingly avoiding that special spot, and briefly travels further up, tracing its fingers over your belly. His left hand now rubs, and rolls, and pinches your nipple, as his right hand returns below, squeezing your thighs and caressing the crease of your leg. You instinctively allow your legs to fall open a bit further, silently inviting him to take the next step. 

Buddha chuckles against your skin, and bites into the sensitive skin of your shoulder. You can feel his fangs poking deeper. His hand ghosts ever so lightly over your sex. His mouth starts sucking on your neck, humming, as his left hand continues to tease your increasingly sensitive nipple. Meanwhile, his right hand continues to appear and vanish from your heat. 

Another soft chill now grazes your skin as you feel Buddha gently blow over the mark on your shoulder. 

Your body tenses, and your breath starts to hitch. You can feel him tracing his fingers ever so lightly over your slickness, teasing your folds and your clit in turns. 

You can feel the tension pooling between your legs, and have swallow back a moan.

"Come on, darling," he murmurs against your skin, his nimble fingers starting to rub lazy circles on your clit. Yet, you still refuse to give him that validation. 

His lips leave your neck as he pulls back a little, leaning over you, and fixates you with those gorgeous blue eyes. You feel like you’re about to drown in his gaze - like you simply forgot how to breathe. That intense look in his eyes is taunting you... the cheeky smirk on his lips... the honeyed tone of his voice... would be enough to drive most anyone mad... 

"I want to hear that pretty voice of yours cry out..." you feel him press his fingers to your bud, rubbing it fast and hard.

"...And scream my name."

It takes everything in you to try to keep quiet, yet small whimpers manage to slide past. The pressure and speed between your legs, his breath warm, his words so silky smooth in your ear... Your skin is growing hot, and you can feel your excitement slowly starting to drip down your thigh, as you feel his other hand give your breast a squeeze. All resistance is futile. A loud moan escapes your lips, and you call out his name. 'Damn it!'  He got what he wanted. 

Buddha stops his assault on your sensitive pearl and pulls you closer into him. "Was that so hard, my little blossom?", he asks, as he settles back behind you.

You only huff in response, to which he chuckles. 

"That's cheating," you state. 

Buddha briefly traces his fingers over your folds. "Hmm? Is it?"

"You know it i-" you swallow your words when you feel his finger pressing inside your core – the tip, then up to the first knuckle, and finally all the way in, slowly sliding past your warm, slick folds. It's curling upwards as it slowly slips in and out of your dripping warmth. 

Your breath hitches, and catches in your throat. 'How in blazes can this man have such a hold on me?'  Buddha resumes placing stray kisses here and there along your neck and shoulder. You can feel his erection - so thick, so warm, and so hard - tense against your ass, as his kisses get rougher... harsher... hungrier...

His left hand comes up to your mouth, his fingers tracing your soft lips, before his middle finger gently presses its way past your lips. You can't help but oblige - you allow his middle finger to slip into your mouth, and start sucking, and twirling your tongue around it. In return, he starts grinding himself against your ass, practically purring in your ear.

"Good girl." You whine a little at the smooth sound of his voice, his warm breath right in your ear. His praise makes you blush, and you start sucking on his finger even harder, secretly wishing it might have been... a certain larger something...

You feel him insert a second finger down under, sliding them in and out - slowly at first, then picking up the pace.

"My, my... You're so wet for me, petal." 

"Ngh- Shut up!" 

"You're practically dripping..."

"Oh - mhm - fuck you!"

"Oh, on the contrary, darlin', I think you'll find that I'm the one that'll be fucking you." 

It's quite hard to sound or appear threatening in any way, shape, or form, given your current situation. Buddha, on the other hand, starts scissoring his fingers inside you, and slips a second finger into your mouth, driving the point home. 

Soon enough, he props himself up on his elbow again, removing the fingers from your mouth and replacing them with his tongue in a passionate, downright sinful kiss. His mouth is hot against your own. The feeling of his tongue in your mouth is intoxicating. You feel yourself craving him more and more. His fingers continue to pump into you down below, occasionally leaving their post to tease your clit some more, as your soft whimpers and moans drown in his mouth. 

His long hair falls softly around you, briefly shielding you from the morning's prying light… Until you feel Buddha's lips leave your own and start trailing kisses down your jawline... down your neck... to your collar bones... down your chest... you gasp when you feel him take one of your nipples into his mouth. He twirls his tongue around it, then starts lapping at it. You can't help but arch your back, pressing your heaving chest into his face. His mouth sucks on your nipple and releases it with a small pop. Buddha looks up at you with a mischievous grin, his canines showing at the corners of his mouth, and you can swear the devil's in those gorgeous blue eyes. 

He quickly returns his attention to your chest, teasing your other nipple with his tongue, then blowing on it, his lips curled in a satisfied smirk. The cold air sends a pleasant shiver down your spine and straight to your core, where his fingers are still working tirelessly, sliding and curling inside you, drenched in your arousal. You feel him playfully graze your nipple with his teeth. Small mewls and gasps escape you more and more often. By now you'd given up on trying to keep quiet. This man knows exactly what he's doing to you.

Buddha resumes his travel down your body, placing butterfly kisses down your belly. You throw a leg over his shoulder, allowing him to nestle between your thighs. Goosebumps grace your skin as anticipation builds, and fuck knows he's taking his sweet time getting where you need him to be - kissing along the crease of your leg… and down your thigh… a peck here, and a lick there... 

Finally, you feel his tongue flatten against your soppy cunt, giving it a few long licks before his mouth latches on to your clit, sucking it softly. Your breath quickens as moan after moan slips past your lips, spurring him on. You lace your fingers in his long hair, keeping him in place, as if afraid he's going to stop. And truth be told... this man is such a tease; you can never be too sure. 

He groans at the feeling of your hands tugging on his hair, pushing his face flush against your heat. His tongue teases your clit with short, quick, torturous flicks of his tongue.

Your face is flushed, and you’re panting heavily. Thin strands of hair stick to your face and neck as you lock eyes with him. With pleading eyes and furrowed brows, you silently beg him to go on. Yet, he stops all too soon, slowing down, and licking long strokes along your slit.

The sight of his handsome face between your thighs, with a slight tint on his cheeks and that mischievous look in his eyes, feels beyond obscene, and a blush creeps on to your cheeks. Buddha seems to notice, and he slips his tongue inside you. 

"Ah! Buddha! Ah, keep going!" your head rolls back down on the pillow, as he tongue-fucks you halfway to oblivion. Suddenly, you feel his tongue slip out of you, and be replaced by his fingers. His fingers pump and curl inside you, while his mouth licks and sucks on your clit. You can feel that familiar coil building up in you, as your breath quickens, and your moans grow louder. Buddha catches on, replacing his fingers with his tongue just in time for you to cum in his mouth, crying out his name. Buddha hums to himself, proud of this result, as his tongue laps your juices.

Your body tingles, and your head feels a little light, as you lay there flushed and panting. The bed shifts with his weight as he crawls on top of you, and lines himself up with your entrance. 

"You ready, petal?"

 

Still somewhat hazy from your orgasm, all you can respond with is a nod.

He rubs himself along your slit, then presses in just past your folds - just enough for the tip to slide in, and then he stills. You whine and wrap your arms around his back, trying to pull him closer. 

"Buddha, come on!" you whine, but to no avail. 

"Hm? You need something?" 

You pout and turn your head away with a slight blush. 'This cocky motherfucker! I am not saying it out loud!' 

Buddha chuckles at your reaction and starts dipping the tip in and out, teasing your entrance. You furrow your brow and try to maintain some degree of composure, despite the aching desire threatening to burn you alive. You wrap your legs around him, trying to pull his hips closer and push his length into your longing core. 

"Tss, tss, tss," he tuts with a shit-eating grin. "I can't read your mind, blossom. If you want something, you'll have to speak up!"

"For the love of god, Buddha! Just fuck me already!"

"Ooh, I see! Is this what you wanted, princess?" He taunts, as you feel him sheath his whole length inside you in one smooth move, making you gasp. He’s filling you so up well, your head is spinning slightly from the sudden intrusion, as a shiver runs down your spine.

 

He stands still, grinning proudly, and giving you a few moments to adjust. Slowly, you feel him start to move and build up to a steady pace, hitting all the right spots in you. His hands press into the mattress on each side of your head. Your huffs and mewls turn into lusty moans; your sassiness into unintelligible gibberish as he continues to shove himself inside your tight cunt, while fixating you with those mesmerizing eyes of his.

 

Somehow, you knew the moment you first met that this man would be your everything. For those eyes, those lips, that honey-sweet voice, that charming confidence, bordering on arrogance… For this man, in everything he was, and everything he embodied, you would do most anything.

 

You hear him huff and groan above you. His skin glistens with a thin veneer of sweat. You wrap your legs tightly around his waist, forcing him to lower himself onto you - your soft breasts now pressing against his hard chest, his hands gripping the sheets, as you dig your nails into his back. It's so damn hard to form a coherent thought as your mind gets hooked on the sound of your labored breath, and skin slapping against skin, the scent of your sex filling up the room...

"Harder! Please!" Is all you can manage to string together, as you lay there, trapped under his weight, begging and crying out for that sweet release. 

Your sweet sounds and desperate pleas stir him on, and you can hear a low growl near your ear as he starts slamming his hips into you faster, harder, and, somehow, deeper still than before. Your mind turns to mush as you keep chanting his name, loudly, enthusiastically... ahem -��agreeing with him, so to speak. Your voice starts to break - a testament to his skill as a lover. Your breath grows erratic, your skin sweaty and flushed, and it's clear you're both nearing your end. You feel Buddha's fangs biting into your shoulder, as you dig your nails deeper into his back. 

Harder... Harder. Still harder! Your body tenses and you let out a downright degenerate cry as you come undone once more, beaneath him, your juices dripping down his shaft, and go limp in extasy under his watchful eye. A few more thrusts - hard and sloppy - and he, too, reaches his release... so deliciously deep inside you. 

Panting heavily, your foreheads come to touch, both of you panting and heaving, and for a moment, there is no more sass and cockiness between you - just gentle smiles and loving glances. All the world ceases to exist, and time seems to stand still, only for you. 

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. 

Eventually, he slowly pulls out of you, and your mixed essence starts trickling down onto the sheets. Neither of you could care any less. 

Buddha lays down beside you, an arm under your head, as you snuggle back up to his chest. 

"So, princess. You still think this doesn't count as a birthday present?" 

You turn your head to look at him - that same confident grin on his handsome features, that same cocky attitude that's drawn you to him in the first place. 

"Hm. It's a start," you tease as you lay your head back on his chest. 

"A start, you say, huh?" 

The prospect brings a smile to your face, and you can feel it spread so wide, it threatens to split it in half. 'Sounds like it's gonna be a very... busy day.' 

[allthelovehes]

When We're Thirty...*

Summary: Y/N and Harry made a deal that if they'd both still be single at the age of 30, they would just marry each other. When it's finally her birthday and they are in fact both still single, one thing leads to another.

Pairing: Bestie!H x Reader

Word count: 3.2K

Warnings: Fluff, but also smut. Best friends to lovers.

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A/N:  Soooo, today is my birthday! No, I'm not actually turning 30 but I loved this little idea since Harry did turn 30 earlier this year. 🥹

Ever since Y/N was a little kid, she always enjoyed her birthdays. They were a day that was made specifically for her and no one else. A day when her parents would shower her with love and affection and make her feel like a princess. But the older she got, the more she looked at her birthday as just another year passing by. She didn't see it as a special day anymore and instead looked at it as any other normal day.

But her friends were dead set on making this year's birthday special. They were going to give her the birthday that she deserved. She was a kind and loving person and they wanted her to know how much they cared for her.

They decided to host a party at their favourite karaoke bar and are now standing outside the entrance, waiting for Y/N to arrive.

“What if she doesn't like it?”

“Relax, Sarah! She's gonna love it! Besides, you're the one who planned all this!” Harry reassured the girl.

Sarah is Y/N's best friend and has known her for a long time. When Sarah found out that Y/N never really celebrated her birthday anymore, she decided to put together a surprise party and invited their other friends to come along. One of them being Harry.

Harry and Y/N met in high school, both taking the same math class. They quickly became good friends, hanging out with each other all the time. After high school, they continued their friendship, and now, here they are, a couple of years later, still as close as ever.

“Sorry, I'm late guys. You wouldn't believe the traffic I just came across.” Y/N walks up to the group and greeted her friends. Sarah pulls her in for a hug and smiles at her.

“Hey, happy birthday! We're glad you could make it.” Sarah beams.

“Thanks! It's good to see you all.” Y/N replies as she waves hello to the rest of her friends. Harry walks up to her and wraps his strong arms around her body, pulling her in for a tight embrace.

“Happy birthday, love. You ready to have a great time?” He asks before he plants a warm kiss on her cheek.

Y/N smiles and nods her head. “Absolutely!”

Harry releases his grip on her and grabs her hand, leading her into the karaoke bar. Y/N's eyes scan the area, taking in her surroundings. Her mouth forms into a big grin when she spots the stage.

“Karaoke? That's so cool!” She says with excitement.

“We're gonna get the party started, Y/N.”

“Hell yeah, we are!”

After a few rounds of singing and dancing, the group decides to sit down and order some food and drinks.

“You having a good time, love?” Harry asked.

“I am! Thank you, Harry.”

“Of course, darling. Anything for you.”

The two stare at each other for a few moments, both smiling brightly. The way Harry looks at Y/N makes her heart melt. His eyes were so full of love and adoration for her, and she loved it. She loves how he looks at her as if she is the most important thing in his life.

“I want to give you your present now.” He says, snapping her out of her thoughts.

“My present?”

Harry nods his head. “Yes, it's not much, but I hope you like it.” He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a small, black box. Y/N gasps.

“Harry, you didn't have to get me anything. Just being here with you is enough for me.”

“I wanted to, though.”

He opens the box, revealing a small, silver heart pendant necklace.

“Oh my God. Harry, it's beautiful!” Y/N exclaims.

Harry smiles and takes the necklace out of the box. “Here, let me put it on you.”

Y/N turns her back towards him and he places the necklace around her neck, fastening the clasp.

“How does it look?” She asks as she turns to face him.

“Beautiful.”

Y/N blushes and hugs him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry embraces her, pulling her closer to him. They stay like this for a few seconds before they pull away, still looking into each other's eyes.

“So...do you wanna sing a duet with me?”

“Of course, I do! I'd love to.”

The two get up and make their way over to the stage, both excited for their first duet. As the music begins to play, they start to sing along, their voices blending together perfectly. Everyone stops what they're doing and watches the two of them perform. They're in their own little world, and they don't care what anyone else thinks.

The song comes to an end and the two of them finish their performance. They walk off the stage and head back over to their table.

“Wow, you two sounded amazing up there!” Sarah exclaims.

“Yeah, you guys really know how to put on a show.” Their friend, Mitch, adds.

“Thank you.” Harry and Y/N reply in unison, smiling at each other.

As the night goes on, the group continues to have a good time, celebrating Y/N's special day. She's so grateful to have such great friends, and she knows she will never forget this day.

Sarah and Mitch decide to go for a duet themselves. Giving Harry and Y/N some privacy. He looks at her from across the table, his gaze is soft and full of affection. He loves seeing her so happy and carefree, and he knows that he would do anything for her. Y/N has been there for him through thick and thin, and he would do the same for her in a heartbeat.

He watches her laughing and having fun with their friends and his heart swells. She's the most beautiful person he's ever seen, inside and out.

“What are you thinking about?” She asks, catching him staring at her.

“Remember when we were 14, and we made that deal?”

“What deal?”

“We were 14 and we made a promise that if we were still single at 30, we would get married and live happily ever after.” He says, a playful smirk appearing on his face. He moves closer to her, his eyes locked on hers.

“Oh, God! I had completely forgotten about that!” She chuckles.

“Well, we're both 30 now. And still single, and I for one, plan on keeping my promise.”

“You're crazy, you know that?” Y/N shakes her head.

“Yeah, but you love me anyway.” He smirks causing her to roll her eyes, but she can't hide the smile on her face.

“Yeah, I guess I do.”

Harry looks at her with a smile, his eyes shining bright. He takes her hand in his and squeezes it gently.

“I mean it, Y/N. I'll marry you if you'll have me.”

“Are you proposing to me, Harry?” She asks a hint of playfulness in her voice.

“Hmm, not yet.” He responds, the teasing tone of his voice low and husky. “But someday, maybe even soon, I will.”

He brings his hand up to cup her face, caressing her skin. He leans in close and brushes his lips against hers, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

“I'll be counting on it.” She whispers, her lips grazing his. They continue to stare at each other, the rest of the world fading away around them. This moment is perfect, and nothing else matters.

Their little bubble is suddenly burst when Sarah and Mitch return, giggling like mad. Harry and Y/N break apart and look over at their friends, laughing as they watch them trying to compose themselves.

“What the hell was that?” Sarah asks, her voice slightly slurred from the alcohol.

“What was what?” Y/N feigns innocence.

“That! You two were totally making out!” Sarah accuses, pointing her finger at the two of them.

“No, we weren't. We were just talking.” Y/N defends.

“Sure, that's what they all say.” Mitch interjects.

Harry and Y/N share a knowing look, both of them suppressing their laughter. They knew that their friends wouldn't let them live this down.

“Alright, alright, maybe we were kissing a little bit. But it was just a peck. No big deal.” Harry says, trying to play it off.

“It looked like a lot more than a peck to me.” Sarah retorts.

“Come on, it was just a kiss.” Y/N states.

“Whatever, just admit that you're together and save us the trouble.” Mitch laughs.

“We're not together. Not yet anyway.” Harry winks at Y/N, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

“Well, you better get on with it then. I want to be a bridesmaid.” Sarah states, a smirk forming on her face. Harry and Y/N look at each other, their eyes locking. They both know that their friends are right. They have been dancing around their feelings for each other for far too long, and it's time they finally make a move.

The four of them spend the rest of the night laughing and having a good time. But Harry and Y/N's thoughts are only on each other. They can't wait to see where this new chapter in their lives will take them.

“Let's get out of here.” Y/N whispers in his ear, her voice low and seductive.

“Now we’re talking.” Harry replies, a hungry look in his eyes.

The two of them stand up and say goodbye to their friends, promising to meet up with them again soon. As they exit the karaoke bar, Mitch and Sarah share a knowing smile.

“It's about damn time.”

“I know, right?” ***

The cool night air hits their faces as they step outside, the neon lights from the bar illuminating the dark street. Y/N wraps her arms around Harry's waist, resting her head against his chest. He holds her close, his warmth enveloping her. They stay like this for a while, content in each other's company.

“Thank you, Harry. This has been the best birthday ever.”

“Anything for you, love. You deserve it.” He presses a soft kiss to the top of her head.

“Can we go back to your place? I think we need to finish our conversation from earlier.” She looks up at him, her eyes twinkling with desire.

“Of course.” He smiles down at her, his heart swelling with love for the woman in his arms.

They walk hand in hand down the street, looking for a cab home. Y/N can't wait to get him alone. She's wanted this for so long, and now that it's finally happening, she can't contain her excitement.

They spot a cab and flag it down, climbing into the back seat. Harry gives the driver his address and they're off. Y/N snuggles up to Harry, resting her head on his shoulder. She breathes in his scent, feeling calm and safe in his arms.

As the car ride continues, the tension between the two of them grows. Their hands are intertwined, their bodies are pressed together, and they can't stop stealing kisses from each other. They both know that once they get back to Harry's apartment, things are going to get heated rapidly.

The cab pulls up to Harry's apartment building and they quickly pay the driver, eager to get inside. Once they're in the elevator, the sexual tension between them is palpable. Harry pushes her against the wall and kisses her hard, his tongue exploring her mouth.

“God, I've wanted this for so long.” He groans.

“Me too.” She breathes.

The elevator doors open but they haven't reached his floor yet. They quickly pull away from each other as they don't want to be caught by his neighbours. Y/N's face is flushed, her lips swollen from the kisses, and her hair a little dishevelled. Harry's downstairs neighbour steps into the elevator and the awkwardness between the three of them is almost too much to bear. The elderly woman glances at Harry and Y/N.

“Don't mind me, you two. You kids enjoy yourselves.”

“Uh, yeah, thanks, Mrs Peterson.” Harry replies, his cheeks flushing pink.

As the elevator makes its way up to his floor, Harry and Y/N try their best not to laugh. They can't believe how awkward that was, but they're thankful that Mrs Peterson didn't seem to care. Harry fumbles with his keys, trying to unlock the door as fast as possible. Y/N can't wait any longer, and she pins him against the door, kissing him deeply.

The door swings open and the two of them tumble into his apartment, their bodies crashing together. They don't even bother turning on the lights as they make their way through the darkness, their lips never leaving each other's. Harry picks her up, his strong arms carrying her effortlessly, and she wraps her legs around his waist.

He carries her into his bedroom and lays her down on the bed, hovering over her. His hands roam her body, exploring every inch of her. She moans as his hands find her breasts, kneading and massaging them. He kisses his way down her neck, sucking and nibbling at her sensitive skin, before he quickly pulls the fabric of her shirt over her head.

“Oh, God, Harry.” She gasps.

He continues his trail down her body, stopping at her chest. He slips a hand underneath her shirt, cupping her breast and gently squeezing it. She arches her back, pressing herself against him. He slides his hand down to her pants, unbuttoning them and slipping his hand inside. He finds her wetness and rubs her clit, eliciting another moan from her.

“You're so fucking wet, Y/N.” He groans.

She can't help but grind herself against his hand, desperate for more friction. In the heat of the moment, Harry pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it onto the floor. Y/N's eyes widen at the sight of his toned body. She reaches out and runs her hands over his bare chest, feeling his muscles flex under her touch.

“Fuck, Harry.”

He pulls her pants down, exposing her glistening core. He positions himself between her legs and spreads her open, admiring her. She feels a little embarrassed at being so exposed, but the way he's looking at her makes her forget her insecurities. He trails his fingers up and down her inner thighs, teasing her. She squirms, desperate for his touch.

“Patience, love.” He smirks.

He leans down and licks her slit, his tongue gliding across her folds. She cries out in pleasure, grabbing his hair and pulling him closer. He swirls his tongue around her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She can feel her orgasm building, the pressure increasing with each lick.

“Yes, Harry, just like that.” She pants.

He inserts a finger inside her, curling it and hitting her G-spot. She gasps, her grip on his hair tightening. He continues his assault on her clit, sucking and licking at it. She feels the pressure building, the heat coiling in her stomach.

“Harry, I'm so close.”

He inserts another finger inside her, pumping them in and out as he sucks on her clit. She moans, the sensations overwhelming her. She throws her head back, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her whole body tenses as she comes, her orgasm rippling through her.

“Harry!” She screams, her body convulsing as she rides out her high.

He continues to pleasure her, drawing out her orgasm until she's completely spent. He crawls up the bed, leaning over her and kissing her passionately. She can taste herself on his lips, and it turns her on even more. She can feel his erection pressing against her leg, and she can't wait to have him inside her.

She reaches down and palms his cock through his pants, stroking it. He groans, his eyes fluttering shut. She unzips his pants and pulls them down along with his boxers, freeing his erection. She wraps her hand around his shaft, stroking it slowly.

“Y/N.” He groans, his hips bucking forward.

She loves how responsive he is to her touch, and she can't wait to feel him inside her. She positions his cock at her entrance and he slowly slides himself inside of her. They both gasp at the sensation, the feeling of him stretching her walls almost too much to handle.

They both know neither of them sleeps around and is clean, so they forget all about condoms. Especially since Y/N has been on the pill for a few years now.

“Oh, fuck, Harry.” She moans, her head thrown back in ecstasy. He slowly thrusts in and out of her, his movements gentle but deliberate. He's careful not to hurt her, and she appreciates his consideration.

He increases his pace, his cock sliding in and out of her easily. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. He grunts, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She can tell he's close, and she's determined to make him come first.

“You feel so fucking good, Y/N.” He grunts.

“Yeah? You like how I feel around your cock?” She pants.

He grabs her hips, his fingers digging into her skin. She wraps her arms around his neck, holding on tightly as he pounds into her. The sound of their bodies slapping together fills the room, and it's the sexiest thing she's ever heard.

“Fuck, Harry, I'm gonna come.” She cries, her walls clenching around him.

He keeps up his brutal pace, and she knows she won't be able to hold back much longer. He growls, his face contorted in pleasure. She can tell he's struggling to hold on, and she knows exactly what to do to push him over the edge.

“Come for me, Harry.” She moans.

Her words are all it takes for him to fall apart, his body shaking as he spills himself inside her. He cries out her name, his fingers gripping her hips as he fills her with his cum. The sensation of him filling her up sends her over the edge, and she comes hard, her body shuddering as she reaches her peak.

He collapses on top of her, their sweaty bodies entwined. He buries his face in her neck, breathing heavily. They lay like this for a while, catching their breaths, their limbs tangled together.

After a few minutes, Harry rolls off her and pulls her close, cuddling her against his chest. She rests her head on his shoulder, sighing contentedly. She's never felt so satisfied before.

“That was amazing.” She murmurs.

“Yeah, it was.” He agrees, planting a kiss on the top of her head.

They stay like this for a while, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. They both know that things have changed between them, and there's no going back now. They've crossed a line that can't be uncrossed, and they're both okay with that. As they lay there, Y/N can't help but think back to that day, 16 years ago. The day they made their promise.

“Hey, Harry?”

“Hmm?”

“I guess this means we're getting married.” She smiles.

“Hell yeah, we are.”

They share a laugh, and she couldn't be happier.

[thatstrangegiiirrlll]

Hey, honeys!! I'm back and I'm so fucking excited about it. I've really missed writing slutty things and sharing them with you all, it's just way too fun at this point. I'm returning with some L smut, seeing as you guys really liked the first one I wrote. Don't worry. I'm still doing smut for other people/characters/fandoms, etc. And will be opening my requests soon. Sit tight and I hope y'all like this one.—Ash <3

Birthday Suit

L x Female reader

“I’m gonna go take a shower,” L tells you. “Can you manage twenty minutes without me?”

“I cannot,” you reply quickly, hand resting on your cheek as you look at him. He’s being witty per usual, but what he is really referring to is your behavior earlier. Your birthday is today. And during your party this morning and through out the whole birthday dinner this evening, you refused to keep your hands and your eyes off of your tasty, sexy man.

It’s that suit; that devilishly sleek, perfectly fitted, charming tuxedo. Seeing him in that made you fall in love with him all over again. Almost as if you saw him for the first time.

L doesn’t dress up very often, but when he does, dear God when he does you want nothing more than for him to fuck you like a maniac. Not that you don’t adore his usual casual get-up. He’s handsome regardless. But a man that fine in a suit is a dangerous man. Your dangerous man.

“I love you,” you say, pouting as he enters the bathroom.

“Love you, too, hon,” he says back, fully disappearing into the bathroom now.

You hop out of bed, zipping over to your dresser and taking out your recently bought lingerie. It’s a gorgeous sheer, baby pink top with matching panties. You already knew you were going to be requesting some birthday sex from L tonight, but you decided to add in some fairy magic this time. He has no clue you bought this, but he adores you in pink. He says the color makes you glow even more than you already do.

L already got you the perfect birthday present; a deeply romantic and fancy dinner downtown, and an entire collection of your favorite manga. Both of which brought you immense gratitude and excitement. But him taking you to pound town really is the final stop.

You lay on your back, looking up at the ceiling daydreaming as you wait for him to finish up. Your belly fills with butterflies when you hear the shower head turn off.

Your eyes remain on the ceiling when he returns to the room, nothing but a white robe and shower slippers on.

“L?”

“Yes, y/n?” He answers, looking over at the bed. He squints his eyes, attempting to comprehend what he’s seeing.

“I want you inside me,” you say, being as blunt as can be. You don’t want to waste any time. Your pussy has been throbbing long enough.

He fights back a laugh. Not only a humored one, but a baffled one also. “How can I say no to that?”

L unties his robe and slips out of his slippers, drying his wet strands with a hand towel one final time. Your body tenses in elation as his footsteps get closer to you.

“You look perfect,” he praises, taking notice of your outfit change. He climbs on top of you, French kissing your mouth deeply.

You throw your arms around his neck and thrust into his naked body, clit hitting his erect dick. He sucks on your neck in your favorite spot as you continue to grind against him. Your hunger continues to grow.

L pulls your panties to the side and pushes his middle and ring fingers inside. He watches your face as he does so, kissing you as you moan out. The overstimulation is real right now.

Each time he pushes his long fingers inside of you, you thrust your hips forward, longing for them to be deeper. You’re nearly scratching beneath the skin on his arms with every probe and stretch and push of his slender digits.

L knows when your orgasm is approaching because you always start to clench really hard when it’s about to happen. He stops, replacing his fingers with his dick which is twitching to be in you.

Instinctively, you pull him in closer, wrapping your legs around him for full access. You want to feel him in your stomach. You love the sensation of it, the fullness.

He resumes the kissing on your neck and also your shoulders. He fucks you slow and careful, leaving it in for a few seconds so that you feel everything. You tighten your pussy around his dick each time as your legs become too weak to do so.

“Shit, I’m gonna come so fucking hard,” you say shakily, hand gripping his hair for dear life as he pounds you without mercy.

The only noises that fill the room right before you both cum is the sound of your wet pussy being fucked to its core and your cries of passion. You love the sound of your own pussy being fucked. It turns you on beyond measure.

Your legs go numb wrapped around L’s body, but your grip on his hair and his shoulder remain tight as you explode. You scream out, your orgasm hitting you like a fucking train. L cums too, small whimpers and struggle groans following his climax.

The two of you are so drained after that, you can barely move.

“I’m so sleepy,” you say, L still on top of you catching his breath.

“Same here.” He sits up slowly, kissing you on the cheek. “Let’s go to sleep now.”

Authors Note: heyyyyyyy 🤍 I fucking love L okay that’s it bye 💋

[softpascalito]

Pedro Pascal Kinktober Day Twentyone

Lingerie - Javi Gutierrez/F!Reader

Summary: Javi usually gets the movie memorabilia he loves so much for his birthday. This year, he gets something infinitely better.

Relationships: Javi Gutierrez x F!Reader

WC: 2100

Tags/Warnings: MDNI, Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Established Relationship, Birthday Sex, Birthday Cake, Lingerie, Kissing, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Idiots in Love, Vaginal Fingering, p in v sex, i will protect javi g with my life, Tooth-Rotting Fluff

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notes: first time writing for this babe but jesus christ i ADORE him. he deserves the world.

(also sorry this is late i had to stare at pic of pedro pascal at snl for roughly 5 hours this morning).

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The sun was barely peeking through the curtains when your alarm rang, making you roll over to stop the beeping noise of it. With a small sigh you sat up when suddenly you felt a movement next to you and a soft mumble escaped the figure that was half buried under the colorful sheets, limbs entangled with yours.

His arm reached out to try and pull you back in with a protest, wrapping around your lower stomach as you rubbed your eyes. “I have to get up, baby,” you whispered quietly into the sheets but the arm didn't release you. Instead, another noise of protest came from under the moving sheets before Javis head peeked out.

He blinked up at you, his eyes barely open as he spoke, “Stay in bed. With me.”

You smiled a bit at his demand, reaching out to place a hand in his hair and comb through the messy, long curls with your fingers. “Good morning, birthday boy,” you mumbled, taking in the sight that you would never get tired of: Waking up next to Javi. “We can cuddle tonight,” you promised softly.

“And if it's my birthday wish to just stay in bed with you all day?” He grumbled, his voice a little rougher than usual after just waking up.

“I promise it will be worth it if you let me pick up your present first, okay?” You said gently, your hand still massaging his head as he seemed to relax a little, “When I come back and that is still your birthday wish, I promise that's what we'll do.”

Another small, but softer grumble came from his throat as he nodded and you could see his eyes already beginning to close again. You leaned down, placing your lips on his head and pressing a long kiss into his hair before gently disentangling yourself from him and getting up.

The sun had fully risen by the time you were on your way back from the small town on the island, having picked up everything for Javi's birthday. A soft breeze blew around your hair as you took in the surroundings, the cliffs and forests to one side and the wide open sea to the other. A small cake box was placed on the passenger's seat, buckled in so that it wouldn't fall over. Beside it was a smaller bag in pale blue, wrapped expertly with a matching bow. You had opted for something different for Javi's birthday, something other than the usual movie memorabilia. There was a funny feeling as you imagined his possible reactions, ranging from excitement to plain disappointment. You hoped it wouldn't be the latter.

He was still in bed when you came into the room, though he was properly awake now, spread out under the covers and reading a book. You had a feeling that he'd been waiting for your return because by the time you had closed the door behind yourself, he had already sat up and put his reading material aside, watching you eagerly.

With a smile in his direction, you set down the items you were carrying to move and open the large blinds of the door that led towards the balcony, allowing a stunning view of the water below you, sparkling in the morning sun. Fresh sea air filled the room and the curtains moved softly in the breeze as you placed the tray you had brought on the bed. It wasn't a particularly large breakfast, that would no doubt follow later, but it was what you always did for Javi on his birthday and he had come to love your little tradition.

A small piece of cake for each of you as well as a bottle of champagne to share and start the day off right.

“That looks amazing, mi amor,” he hummed as he scooched over to make some more space for you. You climbed onto the bed with him, your hand immediately finding his as the other handed him a glass of the sparkling liquid and then took your own. The glasses met with a small clinking sound- and without either of you looking at them, instead focused on each other.

“Happy Birthday, Javi,” you said before pressing a quick kiss to his lips. He didn't let you get away with just that, pulling you closer to kiss you properly, lips parting as you molded together so perfectly.

Eventually, you did manage to actually drink the champagne and you put your glass down as you remembered something, “Oh, hold on.”

From your pocket, you fished a box of matches and a small candle, quickly sticking it into Javi's piece of cake. He watched the way you concentrated as you lighted it, your tongue sticking out a tiny bit and it reminded him that there would be no start to a birthday he'd prefer over this.

“Go on, make a wish,” you urged, eyes darting between him and the candle.

Javi shook his head, his eyes soft, “I don't have any, I-”

“Come on, you have to have a birthday wish. Something you want,” you tried, watching the first drop of wax run down the candle.

“I have everything I want right here,” Javi whispered, his gaze fixed on you and you bit your lip to keep yourself from crying at the way he looked so soft and vulnerable and honest.

It took you a moment to find your voice again, your thumb absentmindedly running over his hand, “Then just wish that we can stay in this bed all day.”

He smirked a little at that and this time it was he who pressed the quick kiss to your lips before turning to the candle. You watched as he closed his eyes, paused for a moment and then blew, the fire dying down after just a moment.

After the cake and more kisses and caresses, you were leaning back against the headrest, Javis head in your lap as you lazily stroked his hair.

“So, when do you want your present?” You asked gently, looking down at him. He perked up a little at the mention of a present and you knew that he secretly enjoyed getting them as much as giving them.

“Can I have it now?” He asked a little sheepishly, round brown eyes looking up at you as he spoke. A small smile played around your lips as you nodded and he sat up, allowing you to move off the bed.

You returned with the soft blue bag you had picked up earlier, handing it to him before sitting down, anxious to see his reaction, “Happy Birthday.”

Javi smiled at you before looking over the bag, clearly trying to find an indication of what was inside before beginning to open the skillfully tied bow at the top. It fell away smoothly, allowing him to fully open the gift bag and his eyes widened a little as he looked inside, reaching into it to pull out a set of clothes in a soft, blue fabric that matched the color of the waves outside.

“Is that-?” He asked, looking over at you and you gave a small nod, biting your lip, “It's- I didn't know if you'd like this. It's okay if not, I can just-”

An actual growl left his throat at that as he shook his head, pushing the bag to the side and placing the fabric in your lap. “Put it on. Please. I wanna see you in it, baby,” he whispered, his tone dropping slightly and you felt an excited lurch in your chest at his words, a grin spreading over your face. Quickly, you gathered the items and hurried to the on-suite bathroom to change.

Javi was sitting at the edge of the bed when you returned. A soft gasp left his slightly opened mouth as he took in your form, his eyes wandering over your curves and soft skin. The baby blue lingerie set that decorated your body accentuated your figure perfectly. Both pieces were see-through, giving him a sneaky view of your hard nipples as well as your lower region. The edges of the top were draped in more of the soft fabric that fell over your stomach as well as your back, reminding him of the way 17th century painters had imagined angels. Soft, gentle, stunningly pretty and above all, all his.

He automatically reached out towards you and you smiled a little more as you moved over to him, his hands on your back as soon as they could reach you. Javi pulled you down, bringing you onto his lap, all the while admiring your body.

“You look amazing, baby, I-” He paused for a moment, “Is this what you had to pick up this morning?” A small giggle escaped you as you nodded, “Told you it'd be worth it.” Another low noise came from Javis throat as he ran his hands up and down your sides, “Fuck, it was.”

He used his leverage on you to pull you in further, burying his face in your chest, his tongue occasionally lapping out to lick a stripe over your exposed chest. You wiggled slightly on his lap in return, the bulge in his briefs growing with each movement from you and each second that his eyes wandered over your body.

His right hand slowly wandered to your front and slipped into the thin panties, brushing past your clit before beginning to tease your entrance, his thick finger finding your wetness. You whimpered, eagerly pushing yourself against him and he chuckled at how impatient you were.

“You want that inside, pretty girl? Want my finger in your pretty pussy?” You practically clawed at him at that, nodding eagerly, your lips finding his ear to nibble on, “Please, Javi.” As he began to push inside, you added, “It's part of your present, after all.”

He smirked at that, licking your nipple through the thin fabric, “Got me the prettiest birthday present, you know that? So beautiful.” Your heart fluttered at the praise, every doubt that you'd had earlier wiped from your mind.

Javi began slowly working his finger in and out of you, setting a slow but steady rhythm and the sound of both your breathing filled the room, occasionally interrupted by a bird chirping outside and the steady rhythm of the waves below you. 

As the movements got faster and you felt the care being disregarded, Javi paused, running his hand over the soft fabric, “Let me take it off you first, I don't want to ruin it.” You were already panting slightly, nudging his neck with your nose.

With slightly parted lips and blown pupils, you moved your head up so that your faces were almost touching. Then, you moved your hand down, placing the string of your panties in Javi's free hand, “It's a present. It's only half the fun if you don't rip it open.”

His expression still seemed a little doubtful so you nudged him again, “I'll buy you another one for Christmas.” 

That did it. Javi lips crashed into yours as his finger left you and his hand yanked the underwear off you, a seam audibly ripping but neither of you cared. You were already fumbling with his briefs and positioned yourself above him once they were off.

You were even more impatient now, your tightness clenching around nothing without his finger and you lowered yourself onto his cock, that immediately became slick with your wetness.

Javi and you both groaned as he began to enter and his gaze searched for yours, whispering praise and words of love, something he frequently did during sex and that always made you feel like the most precious thing in the world.

“You feel so wonderful, mi amor,” he whispered as he bottomed out, stroking your back as he let you adjust to the feeling of having him inside. It was another thing you would never get tired of. Waking up by his side, feeling him buried inside- it was the most glorious way to live.

“Move, baby, please,” you mumbled back and like magic, you both set the same rhythm as you began bouncing on his cock. 

“This is-” he whispered, his voice thin from the pleasure, “This is the best birthday present you ever got me.” You opened your mouth to reply but he captured it in another kiss instead, only letting up when you both needed air. You took the chance, bringing your lips to his ear, “You haven't heard the best part yet.”

“You get to keep it all year round,” you whispered and he let out a gentle whimper at that, burying himself deep inside of you, fitting so perfectly between your walls, “I better.”

[powerful-niya]

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Synopsis˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡Hinata Hyuga takes it upon herself to create an unforgettable birthday celebration for her beloved boyfriend, Naruto Uzumaki. Filled with heartfelt gestures, creative surprises, and passionate moments, Hinata showers Naruto with love and attention, aiming to make it the most extraordinary birthday he's ever experienced.

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The front door, aged and weathered from years of use, creaked open with a reluctant sigh, revealing the dimly lit foyer beyond. A pale light from the street lamps outside spilled into the hallway of the one story home, casting elongated shadows on the wooden floors. 

As the door swung wide, the silhouette of two figures staggered into view, their unsteady steps serving proof of their intoxicated state. They leaned on each other for support, their laughter bubbling up in fits and starts, carried by the night air.

Naruto, with his tousled blonde hair and lopsided grin, stumbled indoors to escape the brisk autumn breeze, donning a rumpled suit that had clearly seen better days. His tie hung loosely around his neck, and he swayed with a carefree abandon, his boisterous laughter marking a lively climax to the night's celebrations.

Hinata, his lover, stood next to him, her dress somewhat awry. She possessed a contagious smile that shone even in the subdued light. Her lavender eyes, hooded as they were, danced with mirth as she clung to her companion, their shared revelry a testament to their camaraderie.

Together, they stumbled deeper into the foyer of their home. Hinata glanced back, doing her best to close the front door. Her movements were a bit unsteady, and she fumbled with the door and its knob for a moment before managing to shut and lock it with a shaky hand.

Turning back to her boyfriend, she made sure to support his wobbly frame once more, slipping his arm across her neck so she could hold him up.

The echoes of their laughter mingled with the hushed whispers of the night, leaving behind a trail of vivacious energy that lingered in the air. Their presence, though unsteady, brought a sense of vibrant life to the otherwise quiet house. 

The scent of sake wafted through the air from their beings, a delicate yet distinct fragrance that carried the warmth of the memories they had made only moments before. It started as a subtle undertone, barely perceptible, but gradually grew stronger, weaving its way through the entirety of their home.

As Naruto and Hinata moved further into the space, the aroma enveloped them, its notes of fermenting rice mingling with the gentle embrace of the wood furnishings in their home. It was a scent that spoke of tradition and conviviality, of the evening spent in the company of friends and loved ones.

The sake's presence in the air seemed to awaken the very walls of the home, imbuing them with a sense of history and shared experiences. It whispered of celebrations and laughter, of toasts exchanged in both joy and sorrow.

The lovers, caught in an olfactory embrace, carried with them the essence of the sake, becoming carriers of the lively moment of the night itself, as though replaying a forever lasting memory.

Naruto emitted a groan as he jolted forward, evidence of his clumsy state when intoxicated. He cursed his lack of alcohol tolerance, finding it both humiliating and frustrating that his legs often betrayed him. There were moments when his limbs would outright abandon him, necessitating the assistance of his equally intoxicated girlfriend to keep him upright.

Hinata would laugh, everytime he would stumble, merely trying her best to keep him standing with the help of her petite arms.

"I gotcha, Na-Na-Na-hic!" Her words were cut off by a loud hiccup which sprang from her throat and out of her mouth, seemingly out of nowhere, startling them both.

Naruto, his cerulean eyes, half-lidded and gleaming, whipped his gaze towards his midnight blue-haired girlfriend in an instant, his expression marked by sheer surprise. 

Hinata mirrored his astonishment. 

However, a single exchange of glances between them was all it took for both of them to break into uncontrollable laughter.

Naruto rocked back and forth in his spot, one arm draped over his girlfriend's neck, who tried her best to keep him upright, even in her intoxicated state.

"Damn, damn, damn." Naruto cursed between the fits of his laughter, "what a night!" 

Overwhelmed with joy, Naruto couldn't suppress the urge to vocalize how incredible his night had been. He practically shouted his appreciation to the ceilings of the home he and Hinata shared.  

The alcohol coursing through his system might have some contribution to his boisterous and chatty behavior, but he didn't care. He truly needed to share his feelings and reminisce about the extraordinary events of this memorable night.

The very night Hinata and Naruto experienced was truly unforgettable, especially for Naruto, as it was anything but ordinary, firmly etching itself into his memory. It was a special, special night. 

It was his birthday, after all. His 23rd birthday, to be exact.

The recollections of his festive night flooded back like a vibrant painting, occasionally veiled in a haze from the alcohol, yet with focused effort, Naruto managed to piece together most of the night's details in his mind with precision.

Yes, it was the wondrous night of Naruto's birthday, a night that would forever hold a special place in his heart. The memories of the night played like a reel in his mind. 

Every piece of it. 

His girlfriend, the mastermind behind it all, stood at the center of the festivities, as a beacon of love and joy.

Upon his return from work, she had initially left him a letter instructing him to don his finest attire and meet her at Hara No Tume, a lively bar located in downtown Tokyo. 

Naturally, he followed her instructions, fetching himself the most exquisite tuxedo available in his wardrobe, and then navigating the streets of Tokyo as fast as his car could take him. The city's vibrant neon lights and energetic atmosphere certainly set an ideal stage for his impending celebration.

He could clearly recall how his anticipation grew during that time, his face permanently grazed with a jolly grin. Even his stomach was churning, queasy with nervous excitement throughout the entire drive.

Naruto was aware that his girlfriend had a surprise in store for him, given that it was his birthday, (of course). However, like every year, he found himself unable to figure out any of her elaborate plans. Hinata hid them so well. 

With his excitement through the roof, he finally arrived at the bar and when he did, he remembered that he instantly recognized his girlfriend the moment he stepped in.

At the entrance, Hinata stood with her flowing midnight blue hair trailing behind her, adorned in a shimmering dress, and a gentle smile gracing her face as she turned to greet him.

Her eyes sparkled with the secret she had kept so well, a surprise that had unfolded like a beautifully orchestrated symphony.

At that moment, Naruto recalled being greeted by a chorus of voices, all shouting "surprise" in unison, their distinct tones blending into a cacophonous yet comforting familiarity.

Naruto was surprised, and is still surprised by the unexpected presence of his high school friends, whom he hadn't crossed paths with in years, joining him at the bar alongside his girlfriend. 

All of his comrades were there. 

Sasuke, Sakura, Sai, Neji, Ino, Kiba, Lee, Shino, Shikamaru, Temari, Choji, and Karui had all gathered to join in to celebrate his birthday. 

Even his three sensei's from Konoha High—Jiraiya, Kakashi, and Iruka—made an appearance, their faces adorned with cheerful smiles, encompassing the essence of both gifts, cards, and nostalgic memories. 

But their presence at the bar to celebrate his 23rd birthday was more impactful to Naruto then he initially thought. 

It truly provided him with an eye-opening revelation.

His sensei's presence there served as an indicator that Naruto had officially grown out of his adolescence. He was no longer the kid who stirred up trouble in his sensei's classrooms; contrary, he had grown older and more mature. He's grown into a man. 

The realization of it all was pivotal, and it made his night all the more impactful. 

Naruto could still hear his comrades now, all animated and full of cheer, their laughter filling the entirety of Hara No Tume, painting a picture of camaraderie and carefree moments. Naruto could vividly recall the warmth of their embraces, the heartfelt wishes they gave, all the thoughtful gifts they shared, and the sparkle in his loved ones' eyes.

Naruto felt a swell of warmth in his chest as he continued to recall such a memory and all of its entirety. He felt a profound gratitude for the love and thoughtfulness that had gone into his very own birthday night. The scenes of laughter, shared stories of reminiscence, and heartfelt toasts painted a tapestry of cherished moments, forever imprinted on his heart. 

The fond memories of the playful brawls and daring challenges he shared with the guys resounded like a mantra in his mind, never failing to bring a smile to his face. 

They may all have acted foolishly, but with finally being in one another's company again, it hardly mattered.

Naruto vividly recalled the time Lee dared Shikamaru to yank his girlfriend's hair, only to be slapped across the face mid action. 

He remembered the dare that Sasuke gave Neji, that is to neck his drink, but respectfully he declined. But it was only after, when Kiba had the bright idea to dare him instead to chug, but not his own beverage but to down an entire bottle of sake. Kiba, as always, is so over the top. 

But, how could Naruto possibly refuse that? 

Naruto wasn't a pussy like Neji was, and besides, it's his fucking birthday. So, hell yeah. 

Naruto's actions, however, certainly left his girlfriend feeling extremely embarrassed as she watched him climb onto the bar table and down the entire bottle of sake he'd been handed. To make matters worse, every customer in the bar joined in with his dare with raucous cheers, turning the entire scene into a spirited celebration. It felt like a fiesta, a wild and carefree sake-drinking party where they could all momentarily shed the weight of the world, revel in laughter, and rediscover the joy of their youth.

For a while, they were teenagers again, embracing the liberating feeling of being free from life's stresses, able to laugh and smile without reservation.

The night certainly exceeded all of Naruto's expectations. He hadn't experienced a night like that in so long. The responsibilities of adult life have surely exacted their toll, and moments of unbridled celebration had become rare for Naruto.

But his birthday night, though, was a beacon of light through it all. He remembered how every laugh had felt like a gift, every shared story a treasure, and every wish a blessing. It was a night that reminded him of the beauty in simple pleasures and the power of genuine connections.

It all served as a reminder that life's true richness lay in moments like those, where time seemed to stand still, and the world was painted in hues of love and celebration.

His birthday was perfect. Absolutely perfect. 

Once more, it was his beloved who managed to make him feel like the happiest man alive, once again on his birthday.. 

She always does, regardless of the year, or his age. 

Hinata undeniably instilled in him a deep appreciation for both the essence of life and the privilege of having her in his.

A warm smile graced his lips, and at last, Naruto tore himself from his reverie to meet his girlfriend's gaze. She looked up at him with a radiant smile, content to watch him as he drifted through his musings.

She smiled warmly, "Did you en-enjoy tonight, my love?" Hinata's voice, though delicate in its essence, bore the subtle rasp of intoxication, like a gentle stream flowing over smooth stones, its surface occasionally rippling with a soft, throaty cadence.

Naruto shuddered, a tingling sensation coursing down his spine, causing his unsteady form to waver even more. He turned around fully to meet Hinata's gaze, and he observed as she mirrored his actions, bringing them face to face.

With gentle fingertips, Hinata caressed the fabric of his crumpled tuxedo, her head tilted due to their significant height difference. 

But her eyes were fixed upon her boyfriend, gazing up at him with twinkling lavender orbs. She witnessed his drunken but delighted grin, characterized by half-closed eyes and raised, whiskered cheeks.

"Yes, H-Hinata-chan." He huskily whispered before moving his arms forward to wrap them around her waist. He held her close, placing his forehead against hers, wanting to feel her, all of her. His spiky blonde hair slipped forth and caressed her cheeks, kissing her pale skin. 

Naruto inhaled deeply as Hinata's petite body brushed up against his own, the tenderness of her feminine body bringing his masculine one to its knees. 

"Hinata-chan," He stammered, "I cannot thank you enough for the joy you've brought me tonight. Everything you arranged was exactly what I'd always dreamed of, and I-I-I don't know how I could ever repay you enough." He whispered, his voice slurring at times, but Hinata understood. 

Emotions seemed to steadily grow stronger within him, engulfing him whole, and before long, he began to sway from side to side, partaking in a tipsy dance of sorts, a clear sign that he had lost control of his body.  

Hinata giggled in response, her own body swaying in harmony with his.

"Yes baby, this was the best damn night of my entire life. Mmm." Naruto leaned in, pressing a tender kiss onto her forehead, the very person who had bestowed upon him so much happiness.

"And it's all thanks to you, my love." 

"Mmm, oh N-Naruto-kun." 

Touched to the core, Hinata let out a soft whimper, moved by her boyfriend's evident satisfaction and appreciation to everything she had organized for his birthday.

She gently rubbed along his torso, with up and down strokes. She raced her soft hands up his neck and wrapped them around the broadness of it. 

She stared deep within his eyes, and practically melted in the world of warmth that lay within them. The warmth emanating from his blue eyes mirrored the comforting radiance of a crackling fireplace on a brisk, golden afternoon. It was a tender embrace, a comforting glow that invited her in. 

Within Naruto's gaze, Hinata found a haven of boundless love and gratitude, where each glance felt like a gentle caress, enveloping her in a profound sense of belonging and affection.

Naruto bestowed upon her the gaze she had always yearned for, fulfilling the longing within her to be looked at just as he was looking at her now. 

It made her heart flutter with joy. Every chamber within her pulsed with an exuberant energy, sending waves of warmth and contentment coursing through her veins. Her heart was in full bloom, a vibrant melody of happiness that resonated within, infusing every fiber of her being.

Her smile was broad, so much so that the edges of her lips ached. 

With a firm grip on the collar of her boyfriend's tuxedo, she gave it a tender pull, "Oh, Naruto-kun," She murmured against his sake-tinged breath, "I'm incredibly delighted that you had a wonderful time tonight. Your happiness means the world to me, and it's all I strive for." She whispered warmly, her breath carrying the scent of sake, just like his.

Her legs wobbled a bit, her heels scraping the floor underneath her but broad arms held her tight and upright, cradled in an embrace of warmth.

Hinata bit her lip yet again, "D-Demo…" She trailed her response, waking Naruto out of his dreamy reverie. His eyes drifted shut several times as he listened to the lullaby that was his girlfriend's voice. But he was shaken awake by her previous remark. 

"Demo?" Naruto repeated while continuing his rocking. He cupped her petite waist gently, rushing his hands in circular motions to caress her skin underneath her lustrous dress. At times, he even rushed his hands across the curve of her luscious ass, squeezing the flesh within his fingers through her dress. 

Hinata moaned in delight. 

Naruto's personal touches, whether deliberate or not, were undeniably on the mark for what Hinata's thoughts were wandering to. Naruto's cupping motions, the sexual intimacy of it, suggested her own naughty plans for tonight. 

The spiky-haired blonde raised an eyebrow as he witnessed the mischief that suddenly appeared in the glossy lavender eyes of his lover. She began to tiptoe her fingers up his chest and then his neck.

"This night, Naruto-kun, is far from over. I have one more surprise." She pulled up one finger by his neck, "One more." She repeated in a whisper. 

Naruto's eyes widened, "Another surprise?" The blonde was starstruck. Such unexpected news made his heart skip a beat; he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Hinata has surely outdone herself this year. 

The blonde's mouth gaped like an idiot, his blue eyes fixated and widened down at his midnight blue-haired lover. He shook his head, the dewy strands of his blonde hair tousling about in response, "Hinata-chan, come on baby. That's too much. You really didn't have to-"

"Shh." Hinata silenced him by pressing a finger against his lips, exerting gentle pressure to keep him quiet. Naruto obeyed, but he couldn't suppress the smirk that played on his lips.

In a playful gesture, he pressed a kiss to her finger, eliciting a giggle from Hinata.

She shook her head, "It brings me no burden, Naruto-kun, to make each of your birthdays better than the last, to go over and beyond each and every time." Hinata smiled, "I love you. I cherish you deeply, and I wish to demonstrate my love and appreciation in any way I can. So now…"

Hinata pulled her finger away from Naruto's lips to instead use her hands to grip his own hands. She began to gently guide him towards their bedroom.

"Your first surprise was only the beginning.  What I have planned for you next, is waiting in the bedroom."

"The bedroom, huh?" Naruto licked his lips, liking the sound of that. After a day filled with relentless work, toppled with a rowdy afternoon at the bar, he was more than prepared to lie down and be pampered to the fullest. 

Therefore, Naruto happily trailed after Hinata, summoning his strength to maneuver his sluggish legs across the wooden floor.

"Mmm, you naughty girl." He breathed, "Don't tell me-" 

"Shh. Just follow, Naruto-kun." Hinata enthusiastically cheered, her smile radiant.

Naruto chuckled, utterly captivated by his girlfriend's adorableness. How could he ever resist her? After all she's done for him, he was more than willing to do anything she asked.

Anything.

So, he followed her.

Every step of the way, his gaze remained fixed on her. She was the sun to his world, and he revolved around her, craving for her light and love.

If Hinata was determined to make his already perfect night even more extraordinary and secure its place as one of his best birthdays ever, he wouldn't object. 

Who in their right mind would?

Naruto was ready. He was ready to see what was to come. 

With each step, his heart raced, the anticipation within him reaching its peak. He couldn't help but speculate about what might lie behind their bedroom door, yet he found himself stumped by the multitude of possibilities. His intoxicated mind couldn't quite grasp it all.

His thoughts wandered freely, and his excitement bubbled over. In Hinata's hold, he couldn't resist the urge to dance around, eliciting giggles from her.

"Oh Naruto-kun, be patient, my darling. W-We're almost there." With a tipsy giggle, Hinata declared, thoroughly amused by Naruto's childlike dance, as he hopped around beside her, in her grasp like a hyperactive child.

To her, Naruto was utterly adorable, and observing his limitless enthusiasm in response to her surprise filled her with even more delight.

Though the journey to their bedroom was relatively short, it truly felt like an eternity to Naruto. However, his excitement reached its peak when he was finally guided to their closed bedroom door, adorned with numerous pictures of them both, including wall art displaying their names on the front. 

Hinata turned to Naruto with a giddy smile, one displaying exuberant happiness. She was just as happy as he was, maybe even more. 

She danced in her spot, gripping his hand for dear life, "Okay, Naruto-kun, your surprise is just in here." She nodded her head toward their closed bedroom door.

She turned back to him, her midnight blue hair flowing with each of her movements, clinging to her dewy, flushed skin.

"Are you ready?" 

"Am I ready?" Naruto repeated with a chuckle. He raised the hand that held his girlfriend's, bringing it to his lips. With his heated gaze still fixed on her, he pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

They both emitted a soft moan as they made contact, warm lips meeting pale skin. 

"Mmm, I'm more than ready. Show me this magnificent surprise of yours." Naruto kissed Hinata's knuckles again, squinting his blue eyes, "Go on, amaze me, Hinata-chan." 

Only after that did Hinata feel prepared to unveil Naruto's ultimate birthday surprise, a gift that had taken her days to plan and hours to execute.

With a smile, she gently moved her hand from Naruto's hold to guide it toward the doorknob. She gripped it tight, "Well then, here it is, my love," She announced.

"your surprise."

It was only after that moment that she confidently turned the knob, swinging the door open wide to finally unveil Naruto's surprise in all of its glory. 

However, the sight that lay beyond their bedroom door was beyond description. It stole away Naruto's breath and redefined the word "extraordinary.'  

It was unlike anything he had ever witnessed before. 

Naruto's breath caught in his throat, "Oh my kami." He whispered in astonishment, once more losing control of his body. Suddenly, he found himself taking a step forward.

Upon entering the bedroom, a gasp caught in his throat. He could hardly believe his eyes. 

The room, once so familiar and ordinary, had undergone a complete transformation. It now exuded an aura of love and intimacy, shifted into a sanctuary of affection. The room, and its condition now merely served as a magnified glimpse into the depths of Hinata's heart, like peering into an ocean of emotions.

A soft, golden light enveloped him, casting a warm and inviting glow throughout the space.

Naruto's heart skipped a beat as he took in the sight before him. 

Countless candles adorned every available surface, their flickering flames creating a mesmerizing dance of light and shadow throughout the entirety of the room. The air was filled with the sweet scent of vanilla, adding to the enchantment and even tranquility of the room. 

The bed, adorned with a sea of crimson rose petals, looked like something out of a dream.  The roses were arranged with such precision that they formed a heart shape on the bed, gracefully crossing the white sheets and pillows, creating a sight that begged for a moment of admiration.

Naruto couldn't take his eyes off of the bed.

But ultimately, he managed to get his eyes to shift. To his left. 

The nightstand positioned directly beside the bed now boasted a bottle of whipped cream, a plate of succulent strawberries, a festive birthday hat, and an ice bucket containing chilled champagne. Each element seemed carefully chosen, meticulously placed and planned creating a tableau of sensuality and indulgence. 

Naruto felt a surge of warmth and gratitude welling up inside him.

It was as if their room had become a canvas, painted with the strokes of love and affection. He couldn't help but be moved by the effort and thoughtfulness that had gone into creating such an enchanting space. The room's transformation truly spoke volumes about the depth of the connection his lover had with him, leaving the blonde male both touched and elated. 

It was a moment he knew he would treasure forever.

Hinata observed the scene in all of its entirety from afar, savoring the moment her boyfriend discovered the love she had poured into creating the romantic theme to their room.

With a smile filled with anticipation and affection, she stood by the door. Her gaze was fixed on Naruto's form, capturing both his back and the side profile of his face. She caught a glimpse of the wide, radiant smile gracing his tanned features, the candlelights dancing around him, illuminating him completely.

Hinata observed him as Naruto meticulously took in every detail of the room, his wide grin remaining ever-present. His head swiveled in excitement, akin to a child exploring a candy store.

Naruto's cerulean eyes absorbed every detail—the roses, the candles, the carefully arranged decorations—and he allowed the sentiment to wash over him, savoring the depth of Hinata's consideration.

Feelings welled up inside him, a torrent of emotions colliding and resonating so profoundly that he couldn't hold back a sob.

"Oh H-Hinata-chan. Th-This is…" His breath grew shaky. He was goddamn speechless, mouth gaped, eyes wide, and heart hammering against his chest. 

His movement was wobbly, but he used all the strength he could muster to finally turn around to face his girlfriend, to reveal the endless amounts of gratitude that adorned his face.

"Fuck! This is amazing, holy shit, Hinata-chan!" Naruto exclaimed in awe, gripping the blonde strands of his hair tightly. 

He shook his head in disbelief, once again absorbing his surroundings as if they might fade away, as if he might awaken and find it all to be a dream. Yet, everything remained as real as ever.

Hinata remained. 

He turned to her fully, tears of joy bundling up in his certulan eyes, "Oh, Hinata-chan, you did all of this…for me?" He whispered through shaky breaths.

He observed his beautiful girlfriend nod eagerly. She pushed herself away from the entrance and took a few steps inside, using a gentle hand to close the door behind her.

"Yes, Naruto-kun, I did all of this for you." She announced with joy evident in her sluggish voice, "D-Do you l-like it?" 

"Like it?" Naruto exclaimed, whipping his head back to connect eyes with his love. He gave her a large grin before making his way towards her.

"I fucking love it, Hinata-chan!" Naruto cheered before making his way across the room to her. He approached her, unhesitatingly cupping her cheek with one hand, while the other wrapped around her waist, drawing her close..

He growled, "Mmm, come here, baby." He softly murmured before engaging in a passionate kiss that seemed to nearly sweep her off her feet, undoubtedly leaving her breathless.

Their lips connected in a fervent, tender embrace, a dance of passion and appreciation. Naruto's arms enveloped Hinata, drawing her close, their bodies pressed together in a seamless connection.

Hinata wholeheartedly surrendered to the kiss, expressing her boundless love and devotion through it. She lifted her arms to cradle her blonde lover's neck, holding him close as he secured her waist. 

In that moment, time seemed to slow down for them both, allowing them to savor every electrifying second. Hinata's hands raised forward, her fingers beginning to trace a gentle path along Naruto's sculpted jaw, sending shivers of delight down his spine. 

Her touch was both tender and delicate, a confirmation to the depth of her feelings.

Their breath mingled, warm and inviting, as they lost themselves in each other. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in their cocoon of affection. It was a kiss that resonated with unspoken emotions, an indication to their deep love and devotion, leaving them both breathless and hungry for more.

As time passed, their kiss evolved, transitioning from passionate to heated. Tongues danced in a fervent rhythm, saliva mingled in a crazed fit, and their heads moved in rapid synchrony.

Fingers grew needy, scratching and pinching the other one's clothing in a desirable fit to get them off, to indulge in what they've been wanting to do ever since they stepped back into their home, away from the prying eyes of the public. 

Their groans and moans faded as one, as they kissed one another sloppily, bringing a warmth that came unmatched to nestle within the other's chests, a warmth that moved to envelop every part of them.

"Hinata-chan." Naruto moaned his girlfriend's name, breathlessly against her plump lips. 

"N-Naruto-kun." She moaned his name back, her lavender eyes hooded.

With a subtle push, Hinata prompted Naruto to take several steps back, her fingers deftly maneuvering to undo the buttons and fastenings of his tuxedo. Naruto readily lent a hand, ensuring the process was both swift and efficient.

In a rush of urgency, their fingers fumbled with buttons, their movements quick and determined. Fabric rustled as Naruto shedded his tie, his jacket, undershirt, and his trouser's with the assistance of his lover, flinging them all aside without a second thought. His tanned physique, a work of art, lay bare for his lover to admire in the soft, dimly lit room. Every move and sensation highlighted the contours of his sculpted muscles which flexed in relation. 

Now, Naruto was down to nothing but his boxers. His discarded clothes formed a haphazard pile on the floor, a testament to the urgency that fueled their actions. The room echoed with the sound of fabric meeting carpet, punctuated by the occasional gasp of breath.

Another gasp sprung out of Naruto's mouth as he was given yet another push, but this one was a bit stronger than the one before and he found himself falling backwards. 

With a sudden and unexpected stumble, he found himself tumbling, not on the floor, but on their bed, all at once bringing him back to the dream of his reality. 

The plushness of the bed welcomed him, yielding beneath his weight in a luxurious embrace. His body sank into the softness, cradling him in a cocoon of comfort. It was a surprise, an unplanned moment of surrender to the inviting embrace of the bed. 

He let out a relieved exhale as he observed his girlfriend gracefully positioning herself on top of him, signaling her intentions for the night.

It was going to be another of those nights again.

Another night where Hinata would take control in the bedroom and guide them both into a world of ecstasy. Naruto anticipated the sensation, anticipating Hinata's preparations, knowing in his bones that he'd remember this night fondly.

Hinata was prepared to give him a night of unparalleled ecstasy, and he was eagerly yearning for it.

Hinata gracefully settled onto his lap, her feet adorned in heels resting on either side of his waist, cushioned by the soft bed sheets.

Crimson rose petals, once strewn across the bed, now danced along their skin, caressing Naruto's tanned, well-defined chest and tracing the contours of Hinata's supple thighs.

Hinata's breath hitched in a soft moan as she gently rested a hand on Naruto's chest, urging him to stay in his relaxed state, stretched out across the center of the bed.

"Mmm, just relax, my love." She murmured tenderly against his eager lips, seeking another passionate kiss. Naruto responded with a blissful moan, meeting her with equal fervor.

Hinata's own moan intertwined with his as she hovered above him, her midnight blue tresses cascading over her fair shoulders, draping across his chest in a tantalizing caress.

Breaking the kiss, Hinata bestowed upon Naruto a smile that stole his breath away. His mouth fell open in awe as he beheld the midnight blue-haired angel above him, bathed in the soft glow of candlelights, which seemed to illuminate her.

Hinata looked perfect. So very perfect. 

Hinata appeared absolutely flawless, a vision of perfection.

Naruto was beyond astounded. The fact that he could claim someone as extraordinary as Hinata as his partner, and even know her, be loved by her, and have her in his life, was truly beyond belief.

He was in awe. In total awe. 

Hinata smiled down at him, her hands tenderly caressing his well-toned body, "Relax, and allow me this moment to appreciate every inch of you," She whispered, her soothing words merely turning Naruto's muscles into mush. 

A soft giggle escaped her lips as she noticed the intensity in his gaze, his hooded blue eyes rooted on her and only her.

She leaned back down, pressing a gentle kiss to his right earlobe before speaking softly within it.

"I yearn to kiss every part of you, Naruto-kun. I yearn to express the depth of my love, to adore every facet of you, honor the years you've lived in this world, and to cherish the time we spent together." 

Hinata's soft breath grazed his earlobe, a gentle whisper of warmth that sent tingles down his spine. The sensation was both tender and exhilarating, a delicate touch that quickened his heartbeat.

Her proposition was endearing to the tipsy blonde, igniting a response that pulsed through every nerve in his body. Even his excited friend between his legs perked up, eager to partake in Hinata's plans for the night.

Naruto extended his arms, gently caressing Hinata's thighs, relishing the sensation of her smooth, velvety skin beneath his calloused hands.

"Mmm, oh baby, that sounds absolutely delightful." Naruto nodded, "Yes, kiss my body, caress me, fuck me." He murmured, nestling his head into the bed, "Yes, make my night. Spoil me, sweetheart." 

Hinata giggled, drawing back just enough to playfully tap his nose, "Mmm, oh my love, you've just read my mind." 

Hinata moved her finger down to instead give his chest a tap, "But first…" 

She trailed off, then slid her hands to the hem of her shimmering black dress, gripping the fabric's edges. She remained in eye contact with him, to keep him the center of her attention, to give him all of her.

Naruto watched with bated breath, his eyes fixed on his girlfriend as she folded her arms, seized her dress, and tossed the glistening material over her head, revealing what lay beneath.

Once more, he was taken aback by Hinata's intricate efforts to surprise him, completely catching him off guard.

There, right on top of him, presented a woman of breathtaking beauty, her curves adorned in lingerie. Red lingerie. 

"Holy mother of kami." Naruto breathed, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over him.

The crimson lace clung to her porcelain skin, a vivid contrast that accentuated every curve and contour she possessed. The delicate fabric danced gracefully against her, a fiery frame against the canvas of her alabaster complexion. It was a tantalizing sight, the scarlet hue radiating confidence and allure. 

It was the sexiest sight he's ever seen, the clash of red, bringing rise to her silky midnight blue hair, and lavender eyes, creating a sight that he knew would show up again in his wet dreams of her.

Naruto couldn't even keep his damn mouth closed, he was so flabbergasted.

Hinata looked so beautiful. 

The vibrant red lace of her lingerie mirrored the rich hue of the roses adorning the bed. Like the blossoms, the fabric exuded a passionate energy, its intricate patterns weaving a tapestry of desire. The lingerie seemed to echo the very essence of the roses, each petal and lace detail telling a story of passion and longing. Together, they created a sensuous symphony, painting the room with an intoxicating blend of scarlet shades.

And it didn't help that Hinata was currently giving him a seductive squint, a sexy look that accentuated her plump lips, her porcelain skin, and the beauty of her appearance.

She grinded her hips along the bulge in Naruto's boxers, and giggled as she felt his cock brush against the slit of her red panties, an indication that he took great pleasure at what he saw.

She gasped, "Oh, you're such a naughty boy, Naruto-kun." Hinata teased, which only caused his dick to react once more, twitching against her. She moaned in response, placing her hands down to brace herself on his chest.

She shimmed her body yet again, rolling her pelvis in a circular motion along his crotch.

Naruto whipped his head back in delight, crashing against the bed. 

"Fuck." He breathed. 

Hinata moaned, biting her bottom lip, "Oh? I see that you have taken a great liking to my lingerie, Naruto-kun. I bought it specifically for you for your special night." 

Naruto's tongue swept across his lips as he brought his hands down to trace the contours of his lover's form, his hands skimming over the vibrant red fabric that embraced her exquisite figure. 

He cursed, "Hell yeah, I love it, baby. Fuck," Naruto swore once more.

"you're just full of surprises."

Naruto chuckled, before bringing his hands down the curve of her backside to cup her ass. He gave it a smack, propelling her forward, "I thought you were done with the surprises, Hinata-chan. Ya know, there's only so many surprises I can take, baby." 

Hinata giggled at Naruto's comical response before shrugging her shoulders, "Oh, did I say that? Gomen." The midnight blue-haired woman leaned in to kiss Naruto's lips once more, playfully tugging at them with her teeth.

"I lied." She whispered, "Get ready for a night full of surprises, my love. I'm determined to make this birthday your best one yet."

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