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crisp mornings

simon "ghost" riley

tags: smut/pwp, morning sex, age gap (20s/40s), oral sex, cowgirl position, size difference/kink, retired!simon

sun gleamed through the window in the bedroom. despite living in london, you had seen yourself quite a bit of sun. but this fall day only had streaks of light between grey clouds. you rolled over against your lover and pressed your cheek against his hard chest.

the solid mass of him made you feel protected as you snuggled up against him. he huffed and wrapped his tattooed arm around you. he pulled you closer to him and buried his nose in your hair. he exhaled deeply, feeling content as he held you.

"mornin'." he said as he slowly opened his dark eyes, "lights botherin' ya?" he looked towards the window.

you placed your hand on his chest. the little diamond on your wedding ring gleamed in the morning light. you replied, "nothing your cuddles won't fix." then kissed his muscular chest.

simon curled up closer to you and cupped your behind. he snuggled up closer towards his sweet wife. even gave your behind a small squeeze which made you playfully slap his chest. he only chuckled in response, "aw, i thought you liked when i played with your behind." his voice was like honey and it made your body feel hotter.

"i do. now, do you want some morning tea?" then cupped his scarred face for a moment before you tried to get up. but you didn't get far as he pulled you back into bed and kissed you on the mouth.

"could think of something else to have. something much, much better, lovie." he took hold of you tightly, "something to wet the throat." then licked his lips, his tongue grazed across the scar on his lip.

you cupped our older lover's face and looked him in the eyes, you smiled at him, "i think tea and a blow job will get your going." then pulled away. simon wasn't going to say no to that.

simon was used to the rough and tough of life. so to have a cute little missuses bring him tea in the morning was a bit of a shock at first. but now, he had grown to accept it. you wanted to do things for him, just as he did for you.

you were a marriage of equals after all.

but, he did like the sight of his padding out of the bedroom and return soon after with a mug of tea in hand. dressed in simon's shorts, baggy sleeping shorts and fluffy socks that were pulled past your ankles. you looked comfortable, and simon loved it.

he wondered if there were panties under the shorts, the pair you had on last night were over the desk chair at the corner of the room.

"here you go, honey." you smiled at simon who took the cup from you. before you could sit down next to him on the bed, he gentle pushed you down on your knees. you giggled as you put your hands on his thighs, "someone wants it."

"for you? always, i always want you." he said as you moved your hands to the waistband of his sweatpants. he admired you on your knees, he enjoyed the view. you looked good. you could feel his erection through his sweatpants. you pulled it down and you shifted a little on your knees to get more comfortable.

you took his quickly, lips wrapped around his cock as deep as you could take it. he was big in so many ways, broad shoulders, strong neck, large arms and a massive cock. it took years of dating to take him properly in your aching cunt. you took him beautifully now, you knew exactly how to make him feel beyond amazing. you shifted your knees once more and felt the ache in your core. a want for him.

"oh, hell, love. ya feel like heaven. my little slice of paradise. glad i put a ring on you." he combed his rough fingers through your soft hair as you continued to suck him off.

"si..." you said as you pressed your hot cheek against his thick thigh.

"let's get this shirt off of you, love." he said as he pulled the t-shirt off of you, it left you near naked. you then quickly got your shorts off before you got you got your mouth back on his cock.

the throb of want was felt to your core as you orally pleasured him. he held onto your head a little tighter. you looked like a dream on your knees with simon's cock in your mouth. he loved the feeling, felt perfect around his cock. that was why you're the good wife that simon knew you were.

"my good girl, right, angel?" he kissed you on the top of your head. then continued to move your head up and down his cock. he felt the staggering heat in his stomach. made the fire in his blood only grow hotter. you were damn near perfect, electric as you moved your head up and down. he was painfully in love with you, everything about you.

you were his younger wife that he slipped a ring on when you failed your military entrance exam for the fifth time. simon thought you were a better wife than a soldier.

now you were on your knees, giving your husband the wake up he deserved. drool coated your chin as you pleasured him. you felt the curl of want in your soul. the throb was in the back of your head as you continued to move.

"my fuckin' girl, my missues, my cock hungry little thing." he shuddered as he gripped your head a little tigher as he took a sip of his tea. you knew exactly how he liked it. a bit of milk and a little sugar, perfect.

you moaned from his words as you felt the pleasure between your legs. you moaned as you moved faster. the intense heat left your core throbbing, you felt painfully hot with sweat on your skin. you held onto his thick thighs tighter and moaned around his cock.

soon, simon took your mouth off of his cock and you whined. he picked you up with relative ease and got those panties off of you before you seated yours on his cock. he sipped into you with every more ease.

he groaned as he placed a hand on your hips and picked his cup off the nightstand where he put it before he picked you up. he sipped his tea while you rode him. he admired you as he said, "always make it perfect, love." he kissed your collarbone, his lips warmed by the morning drink. you moved yourself against him and he loved the feeling. he felt the emotional high only increased at the feeling of you/

your cute cunt around his cock as you rode him like you had done so many times. you held onto his shoulders while he drank his warm tea. he admired you and you felt sweat along your backside. you looked beautiful to simon, such a sweet little thing. he couldn't get enough, that was his wife.

the only mrs. riley.

he groaned through a tense jaw and you moved faster. he felt his pulse pick up at the sensation of your cunt around him. "my, my, mrs. riley. most probably feel bad for you. seein' my ugly mug every day." but his words were silenced for a moment before you pulled him in for a moment. he had to steady himself so he didn't splash tea all over you.

"enough of that, sir. i just want you, only you. no one else could be my husband." you held his face.

"mmm, you spoil me." he said with a heavy amount of love in his tone, "i'm spoiled by my sweet little wife. fuck, you feel so good. you feel like a dream. all mine." usually a man of so little words, he was often mouthy with you in the bedroom, he allowed his love to spill from his lips.

simon loved you and wanted you to know very clearly his feelings towards you. you still drove him mad,he was so lucky to have you by his side. he sipped his morning cup once more and you quickly moved against him.

poor thing he knew that angle might have left you feeling particularly achy as you straddled his waist. you looked like an angel on top of his cock, you took him so well even with the slight aches and pains. the pleasure still was immense.

he finished his cup and put the cup on the nightstand then started to really worked himself against you. both hands on your soft hips and he worked his cock up against your lovely pussy. he filled it perfectly as you continued to move against him.

"my wife."

"my simon."

the title sounded delicious a sit came off your tongue. it sounded perfect. he was yours and yours only. why would he anyone else when he had you? he didn't get many miracles in life, but you were certainly one of them.

"my pretty wife. can't get enough of you. this pretty cunt of your, they don't make them like you. so good for your husband, so well behaved for me. fuck, my love." he groaned as he thrusted up into you.

you clutched onto him, his praise made you turned on in a way that made you see stars when you closed your eyes. simon simply kissed at any inch of skin he could get his lips on. his lips on you made our heart race as you neared climax. it didn't take much longer before you held onto him tightly and finished.

"si!"

"got you, beautiful. always got you." and you believed him because it was the honest truth. he wrapped those strong arms around you as you continued to try and meet his pace post climax. you felt the excitement all over.

simon was in love with you, his beautiful lover. even with the size different and the age gap. he loved the sight of you. you continued to look like heaven on his hefty cock.

"fuck." he kissed you as he moved you against his cock while you were panting from the heat of climax. he held onto you tightly and moved with you. you could feel the inferno in your gut, the same as him. you brought him to climax with a few more strokes of your hips. you sent him over the edge and he spilled himself inside of you.

you both slowed to a stop after he finished. you stayed in his lap with his cock inside of you. he gave you gentle kisses across your heated skin. eventually you were put into bed with simon. he gave your stomach a good pat and smiled at you. he admired you lovingly for a moment and said, "love, didn't make yourself a cup. let's fix that." then leaned in to give you a soft kiss before he got up to get you a morning cup.

you watched him go, stark naked and scarred. his stomach back o display as he left the bedroom. you remained cuddled up in bed at peace. you'd always be there for your husband, and he would always be there for you <3

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❝ MOLTO BELLA ❞ — P.JS

▹ PAIRING: soft dom! guitarist bf!jay x bratty switch! gf!reader

▹ WARNINGS: ⚠︎ BRAT TAMER JAY who puts you back in your place, f. masturbation, kind of giggly foreplay in the beginning, dry humping, titty play, finger sucking, hair pulling, rough unprotected sex in a hotel room (BACK SHOTS), cream pie, mentions of clubbing

▹ WORD COUNT: 2.1k, for @heeslomll on her lovely birthday... wishing you a very happy 19th, queen !! ♡♡♡

Just two days ago, Jay had whisked you away on a surprise getaway vacation, granting you both with a much-needed break from the hustle and bustle of your everyday lives…

Clubbing was a popular activity in the area, so like most guests at the Diamond Hotel, you and your boyfriend hit up an exotic club, where flashing lights, pounding music, overpriced drinks, and swirling bodies took over your sensual fields.

It wasn’t til around midnight once y’all had stumbled back to the hotel room, tiny giggles bumping from your tipsy body as Jay helped you undress, his touch gentle while guiding you into the warm bath he ran for you…

Oddly enough though, by time the following morning came, you couldn’t help but replay in your mind the way Jay’s veiny hands looked while carefully washing away the traces of last night's revelry from your skin…

The way his touch meticulously pampered you…

If you had had the energy for it last night, you’re sure you would’ve pulled his sexy ass into the tub with you, but that chance was over and done with now…

All you had currently was this king sized hotel bed all to yourself and your two, pathetic fingers that couldn’t make you feel good for shit…

And that’s when you heard it…

Jay’s skilled fingers faintly strumming a melody from his guitar… just from a few rooms away from you…

“Morning, beautiful,” Jay greeted upon hearing your bare footsteps enter the living room where he was busy working on chord progressions at the couch…

“Morning, daddy…” you returned playfully, catching on to the little smirk staining his face right away.

“Last night was fun…” you went on, almost mesmerized in the way his thick fingers traveled lower down the guitar neck, “didn’t know you could dance like that…”

“Yea?” He chuckled, eyeing you through his bangs as you paced around the table, “didn’t know you could drink like that, either…”

You let out a scoff at his comment, “Pleaseee, I was being quite conservative, actually… didn’t wanna make chaperoning too hard for you…”

“I'm sure I could handle it,” Jay replied in a slightly deeper voice this time, making your stomach flutter slightly at his words, “You hungry, party girl?”

“Not yet… I mostly just wanted to see why you left me all alone in bed this morning…”

Jay chuckled at your words, “Sorry about that, baby… I just wanted to practice this riff for a minute, but it doesn’t matter… you make sure my fingers get enough exercise anyways…”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well… it means that I know you want something from me right now… with the way you’re pacing around… what is it, love?…”

You felt kinda bad for getting out of bed just in hopes that Jay would wanna fuck you, but tossing and turning on the sheets while thinking about his fingers inside you wasn’t any better either…

“Just wanna sit here, if that’s okay,” you sighed, eyes falling to his lap as he placed the guitar down beside him against the wall, leaning back on the couch a bit now so you could nestle yourself in his lap.

He gave his thighs a quick pat as you came over, straddling him now as he gave you a kiss under your ear, “Of course this is okay, princess… no need to be shy…”

You tried to ignore the feeling of Jay’s dick resting beneath your core, but couldn’t help yourself from grinding against it slightly.

And it didn’t take many words after that for your boyfriend to know exactly what you wanted from him now...

His hands fell to your hips while you kept humping against his lap, eyes wandering down to the way your nipples poked through your thin pajama shirt just as you asked if he wanted to touch them…

“Will you smack me again if I pinch them this time?”

You gasped at his words, feeling his grip on your thighs tighten as he smacked the flesh there, looking into your eyes now.

“You've helped me toughen up since then, baby,” you said with a heavy voice, “just need to feel your hands on me more than anything right now...”

“What's the magic word, love?”

You let out a sigh at his teasing, rolling your eyes as you said, “Please, Jay, would you play with my titties while I dry hump you like a virgin, pretty please?”

He chuckled at your words once again—

—with that attractive ass chuckle of his… not even hesitating to slide his hands under your shirt and start fondling with your boobs, lifting your shirt over one tit as he ran a thumb over your nipple…

He then leaned his head down to take a wet swipe with his warm tongue over your sensitive bud, sending shivers down your spine as you whined slightly.

“So needy this morning… was wondering what kept you in bed so long today…” he started with a tantalizing whisper.

“I had a dream about you… I tried to touch myself but—”

“It didn’t feel as good as this, huh?” He finished for you, rutting his hips up for a second as he tightening his grip on your tit, “already got you feeling sensitive and all your clothes are still on…”

All you did was moan at your boyfriend’s words, putting your hands at his shoulders just as his hands traveled lower, “can’t make myself cum without you anymore, Jay…”

“Then let me help you feel better, love… Do you like the way that sounds?…”

“Yes,” you nodded dumbly, letting him kiss you now as you still circled yourself in his lap, leaving a wet spot behind on his sweatpants.

He picked you up bridal style before taking you to the bedroom and placing you on the bed that still wasn’t made up after all your stirring this morning…

You already started to spread your legs for him as he stood before you, making him smirk at your neediness. “Would you close your legs for like, one second? I haven’t even pulled my dick out yet…”

“Well if it bothers you so much, why don’t you do something about it?”

He simply smiled at you again. Smugly this time, “Y’know, you say you’ve toughen up with me, but I bet you’d still start crying once I actually put you in your place…”

That’s when Jay took a hold of your hips, pulling you closer to where he stood with both your pelvises touching now.

“I’d say it’s worth a try,” you went on, looking back at him with blowjob eyes, “I always like it when you play rough with me, anyways…”

He trailed a finger from your knee, along your thigh, before finally reaching your pussy, where he tapped a finger at, knowing exactly where your clit was already given how many times he’s touched you before…

Circling your clothed clit, he applied a bit of pressure to the spot while holding your face to look at him, your tongue laving at his thumb as he toyed with your lower lip.

He felt himself twitch in his pants at the way you moaned against his finger, not wanting to waste anymore time before he said, “turn over for me, love…”

And you did just that, turning over on your stomach almost instantly, not even being able to process it when Jay swiftly pulled your shorts and panties down, the room’s cool air hitting your cunt.

You meant to say something bratty, but he interrupted your thoughts with a spank to your ass, not a painful one, but hard enough to get your attention…

To keep you in check…

“Tell me… how did I fuck you in your dream?”

“Like this,” you said plainly while poking your ass out for him, bumping against his bulge… “only difference is that you didn’t take as long to get started…”

“Oh? Well isn’t that nice,” Jay smirked, just as your ears caught on to the sound of him untying his pants and pulling them down.

You turned your head to look back for a second, quite obviously checking out his dick that you weren’t surprised to see was fully hard.

Catching onto your peeking, he pressed your face into the mattress, lining his tip up with your sopping hole before asking, “Was I rough, too?...”

You couldn’t even get an answer out before he pushed himself in, the sudden feeling of fullness making your torso tense with pleasure that traveled throughout your entire body.

“Don’t get shy on me again, baby,” Jay cooed, releasing the weight of his hand from your face slightly while keeping your shirt out of the way with his other hand, “I’m not even fully inside you, yet…”

He thrusted his hips into you again, pushing past your tightness as your walls hesitantly welcomed the rest of his length inside.

“Anggh,” you winced for a second, gripping at the sheets given the deep stretch.

He didn't care for your whining though, as he knew it was only gonna be a matter of time before you started begging him to go faster.

“J-Jay!” You cried out weakly, already too affected by his ministrations as you felt his tip reach amazing places inside you, his hand bunching up your hair as he kept your face meshed with the mattress.

“Jay, what?” He taunted in a voice so low, you felt it in your pussy, his free hand letting go of your shirt only to pin your hands behind your back, the sheets releasing from your grip with a loud pop.

“Y’know I can’t read your mind, princess…especially not when you’re going all dumb on my cock like this…”

He wasn’t going to ease up on you until you told him how you wanted him, even if your words would have to come out in tiny little hiccups and broken moans...

It was his way of teasing you… not because he was an asshole, but he knew deep down that you always enjoyed the sex better whenever he made you work for it a bit.

“I w-want it to hurt,” your voice managed to come out muffed against the sheets, eyes pricking with tears given his hold on your hair coupled with the way he kept fucking into your desperate cunt, “p-please keep f-fucking me like this...”

You almost couldn't believe you were falling apart so quickly, and neither could Jay, your knees hardly being able to stay straight given how hard he pounded into you.

Your boyfriend groaned deeply behind you, keeping your arms pinned as his hips pistoled into you at a rapid pace, your moans syncing up with each slap of skin, “you're driving me fucking crazy right now- fughhck, baby... feels so good inside you...”

It wasn't long before Jay's once controlled thrusts turned into much sloppier ones as you both drew closer to your highs, his grip on your hands releasing as he leaned over you, close enough to where he could kiss along your shoulders.

A small puddle of drool rested where your mouth was on the mattress, just as you felt his fingers tap at your cheek, making your teary eyes flutter back open.

He wanted you to look into his eyes for the last few moments he could last inside you, the tip of his cock pulsing with his heart beat as you felt his load filling you up.

A loud groan fell from his lips as he slowed down the movement of his hips, holding you down with his weight as your orgasm followed soon after his, body trembling given how powerful the sensation was.

You were a squirming mess beneath him, whining out desperate cries of him name as your walls pulsating around him like a drum, his lips finally meeting yours in a sweet kiss as you felt his length slip out of you, a string of slick connecting your bodies.

“How was that, princess?” Your boyfriend asked breathlessly, almost in a cooing manner as he brushed a bit of your hair out of the way, “feel any better now?…”

“Shut up, I feel amazing,” you said, giving him a knowing look with your eyes as your breath came out like a satisfied purr, his touch still tracing the side of your face as you looked back at him.

That's when you felt his tip sliding between your folds, making your legs feel wobbly all over again given how sensitive you still were.

“Think you got another one in you for me?” Jay asked, the head of his cock coming dangerously close to your hole now as he whispered against your neck, kissing the skin there.

Yes, you were already satisfied, but given the way he sweet-talked to you in this moment, you're sure another round wouldn't hurt.

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Do You Want to Pump, Bro?

It was a simple question, one that should have been sufficed by a simple “yes” or “no” response. And yet Dylan had no idea how to respond. He had just been opening up Snapchat for the simple maneuvers: run through all the pictures, spam his responses back. The habit took a max of 30 seconds and then he was done for the day, but when he landed on his friend’s snap, prompting the question at hand, Dylan had no response.

It was strange how captivating the picture was. It was still displayed on Dylan’s phone, the picture of his friend all jocked up. Dylan could have sworn his friend had been a gay little nerd just like himself, nothing but a runt that the rest of their colleagues could pick on. But the boy, no, man Snapchat had presented him with was certainly his friend. The brutally masculine, dominating alpha Dylan had known all his life. There was no filter, no added touches, Dylan’s friend was simply the epitome of young manhood. Tanned, muscular, and rightfully superior.

This left Dylan to begin considering what his friend had meant by the question. Maybe his friend was referring to working out, using “pump” in the sense of stretching and exercising one’s muscles. But what did Dylan have to pump? With his scrawny features he was certainly better fit for intellectual over manual labor. His hands were meant to be glued to the keyboard, their features perfect for typing.

Well, not perfect. Dylan’s hands could be a bit clumsy. Being that they were so big, so meaty, his sausage fingers often had a hard time hitting the right keys. It did not help that his arms would often get in the way, so bulky that they would rub up against anything they touched. His sides, other people, Dylan even struggled to get through older doorways. Veiny forearms leading into bulging biceps and triceps, which only expanded his shoulders to accommodate. Dylan was just a wider guy.

And it was not only the fault of Dylan’s arms, to be clear. His torso too was quite the menace. That previously mentioned wide set of shoulders stretched out Dylan’s entire upper chest, structuring a powerful collarbone to perfectly align two plump pectorals. Yes, those were perfect. So firm and pronounced that they sometimes obstructed Dylan’s view if he looked down, which being 6’6 was a considerably long distance. “Perfect” was often also used to describe Dylan’s abdominals, the eight cobblestones stacked sharply beside each other as if they were metal batteries fueling his core.

So what was his friend referring to? Something about the question was catching Dylan’s eye. The swirls within the letters of the font were soothing, absorbing. Maybe his legs? Although Dylan had to admit they were already pretty jacked. Yeah, his quads were carved, his muscles expertly sharp and prominent and never covered by any shorts longer than five inches. Leading past his knees into diamond-shaped calves, admired by other gym-goers constantly. Not only was he tall, but Dylan was built. He had worked hard since high school to prevent his massive legs from becoming stick-like. 

Sure, sometimes he had prioritized getting in a sick workout over anything else, like spending time with the bros or in class, but it had worked out in the end. Without that extra effort, Dylan would not have been able to brag about his entire figure. From the giant-sized feet to the perfect lantern jaw. There it was again, that word, perfect. Dylan smirked to himself as he mentally listed other things about him that were perfect. His perfectly musky pits, his perfectly sultry baritone. People loved Dylan’s perfectly sculpted locks, and his perfectly sculpted buttocks. And the lucky ones got to love his perfect giant balls and cock.

Dylan felt his mighty python grow hard at that idea. Yeah, maybe that was what his bro was referring to. Maybe his bro wanted to pump his cock. But with that thought, Dylan’s boner faltered. No, his bro wanted to find some chicks to pump their cocks. Nothing gay or anything, just two bros getting laid together. Dylan’s cocky sneer grew wider as he began to palm himself. Yeah, his babymaker could use some attention. But, to be fair, it could always use some attention. Especially from some busty, airheaded bimbos.

Finally closing the picture from his bro, Dylan adjusted himself and casually flexed before snapping his reply shot. His massive fingers typed out the question on their own, filling out the preordered prompt before pressing the send button. Dylan did not realize though that instead of just replying to his bro, he had sent it to all his Snapchat contacts. But he did not care, he had better things to worry about. Like pumping his muscles, and getting some babes to pump his cock.

[prythiansprincess]

you know what i've been thinking about recently?👀 young Hogwarts professor Lorenzo Berkshire🫣🫠

— teacher's pet.

NAVIGATION // inbox. tags. writing. library.

pairing: lorenzo berkshire x reader.

song inspiration: teacher's pet by melanie martinez.

author’s note: i'm actually feral for professor! berkshire. I just know everyone at hogwarts would have such a big crush on him

"class dismissed," professor berkshire stated as his eyes roved over you.

avoiding his gaze, you gathered your belongings and weaved your way through the lecture hall. you were almost at the door when the professor cleared his throat, demanding your attention.

"miss y/l/n." you tensed as the professor addressed you, your name sounding as sweet as honey as it poured from his lips. "may I have a word?"

you gave him a curt nod, watching carefully as he sauntered across the vast room, his fingers brushing yours before he diligently locked the door. professor berkshire smiled at you, the warmth of it almost dispelling your bad mood. determined not to let him win, you returned the gesture with a blank stare.

"what can I do for you, professor?"

the professor raises a brow, clearly aware of the dark cloud hovering over you. with measured steps, he pulled out his chair and patted the cushioned seat. you crossed your arms defiantly and held your ground.

"sit down, sweetheart."

bristling at the nickname, you raised your chin proudly before perching yourself primly in his chair. a slight smirk tugged at the professor's lips, but he said nothing and turned his attention to the tea kettle instead. as he fixed your tea, you didn't miss the way he added extra milk and honey. just like you like it.

still, however sweet it may be, you continued your stoic act as he carefully set the mug down before you. the professor sipped slowly, his whiskey coloured eyes appraising you silently.

"what''s wrong, honey? you don't seem like yourself today."

you stirred the tea with your wand and rolled your eyes. "surprised you even noticed," you huffed. "you seemed busy complimenting lavender."

the professor chuckled, which only further incensed you. as if watching him fawn over lavender during class wasn't bad enough, he had the audacity to patronize you as well.

"don't laugh at me."

when the professor spoke again, his entire demeanor changed. the gentleness that he only reserved for when the two of you were alone emerged, shedding the facade of the professor and revealing enzo. your enzo.

"i'm not laughing at you, sweetheart," enzo murmured softly. "i'm laughing at the fact that you think anyone else could ever hold my attention like you do."

"could've had me fooled," you mumbled stubbornly.

enzo kneeled down beside you and tilted your chin up. "look at me. do you know how much i'm risking just to be with you? I could lose my job, but even the threat of that couldn't keep my away from you. I want you and only you."

"yes, but only as long as I stay a secret."

"for now," enzo clarified. "once you graduate, we can leave together. move to some city where no one knows us. somewhere we can finally be together."

you glanced up at him with hopeful eyes. "do you mean that?"

"of course I do, honey."

enzo kissed your hand before sliding a heart shaped diamond ring on your finger. you admired the glittering jewel, unable to fight the smile that spread across your lips.

"m'sorry you felt like my attention was elsewhere today," enzo murmured as he slid between your legs. "allow me to show you that it's not."

you bit your lip as his hand traveled up your skirt, cupping your warmth while your core ached with need.

"yes."

"yes, what?"

"yes, professor."

enzo flashed you a proud smile before kissing your knee. "good girl."

his dark head disappeared underneath your skirt, peppering your thigh with open-mouthed kisses. enzo licked and sucked at your supple skin, marking you up in the places that only he would be able to see. he hummed as he traveled further down, placing a filthy kiss to your clothed core that had you keening for more.

"patience, honey," enzo stated. "I want to take my sweet time eating this pretty pussy of yours. i'm going to make you feel so good until you're screaming my name and squirting all over my face. then you'll know that I mean it when I say you're the only one for me, pretty girl.''

you moaned as he licked a stripe up your slit, gathering the juices dripping from your pussy with an eagerness that was borderline greedy. enzo watched with rapt attention as he made you come apart with his mouth, swirling and sucking at your clit while he pushed his tongue deeper into your pussy.

holding your legs apart, enzo feasted on you like a starved man. any doubt that you may have had earlier dissipated as he moaned your name while he ate you out, worshipping fervently on his knees like you were his religion.

"don't you see, silly girl," enzo teased as he lightly smacked your sensitive clit. "there's no need to be jealous. do you think anyone else in the world could drive me to the brink of insanity like you could? I crave you, day and night. all I can think about is your touch, your smile, your voice. i'm fucking undone and it's all because of you."

you shuddered as he slid his fingers inside of you, curling them against your soft, spongy walls while you tugged at his hair. "I want you to know what that feels like, honey. I want you to feel as unraveled as you make me feel."

as he pumped his fingers faster, you moaned and writhed against the chair. the pressure was building inside of you, begging to be released. "oh please, please..."

"come on, then," enzo coaxed. "why don't you be a good little teacher's pet and cum for your professor?"

the filthy words send you over the edge and you bucked against enzo’s mouth as you came, chest heaving as the orgasm seized your entire body. just like he wanted, you squirted in his face and soaked him until your juices were dripping from his chin.

“that’s right, honey,” enzo praised as he lapped you up. “you’re such a good girl for me. I fucking adore you, baby. one day I’ll show you off like you deserve,” he kissed the ring on your finger as you blushed. “but for now, i’ve gotta keep you all to myself. my favorite little secret. you understand, don’t you, baby?”

you leaned forward and kissed him softly, smiling when you tasted yourself on his lips. “yes, professor.”

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*Distracted Gamer*

Pairing: Jisung x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Multiple Orgasms, Oral (M & F Receiving), Scratching, Tiny Possessiveness from Ji, Dirty talk ofc, Creampie/unprotected sex (do you expect anything less from me)

This was a request you can find (Here). Prompts from My First List: 18 “Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” 34 “Would you be careful” as always thank you for requesting🩵

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It was late at night, you sat at your gaming chair yelling at someone over your headset. “Are you fucking stupid? Stop pushing!” You yelled at one of your teammates. Jisung had just got done working on his stuff when he had come into the room. “What a dumbass, pick someone else or do you fucking suck at everyone!” You screamed. Jisung stood beside you laughing a bit. “Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

You glared at him “not now Ji, I’m playing ranked and if I can win I’ll be in diamond” you said focusing back on your game. He smiled “oh of course my love” he said kissing your cheek. You looked back at him “Jisung, whatever you’re planning. Don’t.” You said firmly. He just gave you a shit eating grin “is never do anything you wouldn’t want” he said. Kissing your neck softly making your body tingle. “You just sound so stressed baby.” He continued.

He pulled your chair slightly back as he got below you, you glared at him trying to stay focus. He took the opportunity of your game starting to swiftly pull your pretty panties down. You had only been in one of his long shirts cause it was so damn hot in the place. His mouth watered looking at your hot cunt. “Ji-“ you said softly as he started to kiss your thigh to your core. “Let me destress you love” as he said that he attached his lips to your heat, sucking harshly on your clit. He licked a long strip up your folds your legs clamping around him.

He couldn’t help but moan at the feeling, being trapped between your legs mouth going crazy against your core. You tried focusing on your game biting the inner of your cheek. “Tank let’s go-“ you started to yell but quickly covered your mouth as you felt jisung push his fingers into you. He curled them so perfectly as he nibbled the inner of your thighs. His other hand palming himself through his sweats. Your head started to go fuzzy as you moved your hips against his touch. “Ji- Jisung please” you pleaded.

Your game was almost finished and so were you. The wires in your stomach about to snap but before that could snap you snapped. “No! No! What are you guys doing!” You said words coming out hot and breathy as you yelled at your teammates. 15 seconds left for you guys to capture the point. You moved trying to get closer to the screen but with that it pushed Jisungs face more into you his fingers pushing deeper. “Ah- fuck-“ you moaned out eyes rolling back as your body shook at your climax.

You groaned looking at the screen after your eyes fluttered open “ugh we fucking lost” you sighed. You looked down at jisung, sweat, cum and Saliva smeared across his face. He looked up at you limps slightly swollen eyes half glassed over “my good girl” he said dazed. You rolled your eyes at him pulling him up to you taking his shirt off wiping his mouth with it. You pulled him to the couch in the room laying him down as you took off his sweats.

His cock was painfully hard, you were honestly surprised he hadn’t cum yet. You kissed the tip quickly, making him whine. “You think I should let you cum? I told you not to do anything, didn’t I?” You said touching his cock with a ghostly hand. He bucked his hips In a low whine “but- said nothing you wouldn’t want and- you always want me” he said eyes fluttering open and close. You sighed because he wasn’t wrong. You always wanted him in every way. You placed another kiss to his tip before taking him half way in your mouth.

“M’sorry you lost but- but at least I made you feel good- I made you feel good right?” He said with pleading eyes. You smiled making eye contact with him “always do Ji” you said taking more of him in your mouth. “So- I- can- fuck- I can cum?” He breathed out asking for sure. You nodded swirling your tongue around his cock as you started to play with his balls. Jisung left out a strewn on curse words making you chuckle a bit “do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” Using his words against him.

He honestly couldn’t even hear you through the fireworks that were going off in his head. Thrusting upwards into your mouth as he hit the back of your throat letting out the most sinful moan he came. He was seeing stars eyes glued shut as his body shivered under you. Your eyes pricked with tears at the feeling of him but you wiped them away looking up at him.

You kept sucking his sensitive cock making him twitch under you. His hands grabbed at anything crying out loudly “please- ah- sensitive to sensitive” he said trying to push you off. Jisung had a high sex drive, so when his cock started to get hard again you didn’t think much of it. He could go a few rounds right after cumming. The record for you guys was 5 rounds non stop, you still don’t know how his body does it.

“So sensitive but already so hard for me?” You coo’d looking up at him. “My handsome boy wanna fuck me?” You said moving away from his cock. His eyes twinkled at you “mhm” he said softly. He quickly got up ready to burry himself into that hot cunt of yours but he stumbled almost toppling over. His legs almost jello like from his climax, you giggled a bit laying down on the couch. He hovered over you placing the tip at your entrance.

He pushed into you bottoming out right away making him throw his head back. He was already so close to cumming again but that was ok. The look in his eyes told you everything you needed this was gonna be a long night. As he pounded into both of you letting out the sweetest noises you dug your nails into his back. This was always one of Jisungs favorite things, ah he loved going to his friend’s house then seeing the marks. The feeling of the burn of it was enough to get him to the edge. His balls slapped against you with one more thrust as he came deep insides of you.

His body plopped on top of you, he wasn’t done though. Oh no- his head swirled the only thing he could think about was fucking you. Filling you so full of all his cum, chasing the pleasure again he started to fuck into you sloppily. You moaned out loudly “ji- ah fuck I- I can’t to much- aah fuck.” Your head was spinning all the pleasure was making your body hot. You felt like you were floating on a cloud close to the sun.

Jisung sucked harshly into your skin his hands coming to wrap around you pulling you as close as possible. He was drooling eyes glassed over as sucked little marks over your collarbone. “My pretty, fuck- you’re all mine. Mine. All mine. My good girl. My perfect sweet girl. Ah fuck-“ he babbled against your skin. “All your jisung” you repeated back at him.

“My pretty whose pretty pussy is molded to my cock, whose pretty pussy milks me for all my cum. Whose pretty pussy begs to be fucked by me” he continued to talk. You knew he was so gone. When he babbled like this he was so far in the pleasure. He went to move trying to get up, but his legs weren’t having it. He almost fell off the couch pulling you with him. “Would you be careful!” You said smacking him softly on the arm.

He chuckled a bit before moving you and him in one swoop again, almost falling to the floor. He sat himself on the couch you know on top of his lap. He pulled you close to him, he loved your body just to be glued to him at all times as he fucked you. Loved having your head by his ear to hear all the noises you let out. “Gonna- I can’t-“ he ground out the new position pushing you down as far as possible.

Your head rolled back as he fucked you deep his hand finding its way to your clit as he was reaching his climax. He pulled your body down balls pressed against your pussy his cock head at your cervix. “Deep- Ji- you’re so deep!” You cried our hands placed against his chest. His eyes fluttered as he moved the slightest before cumming deep. Deep inside you, you cried out mouth gaped open. His fingers moving over you clit fast before you came undone as well. To neither of your surprises though you squirted all over his abdomen.

All the pleasure of today was so much and you were honestly surprised you hadn’t earlier. Jisung held onto you tightly the feeling of cum and sweat sticking to the both of you. “Ji- can we shower-“ you said breaking the silence “we’re sticky” you said making you both laugh. “Of course love” he said getting up too quickly as he stumbled back to the couch. “Didn’t I tell you to be careful” you teased making him roll his eyes.

💙 If you’d like to read more of my stuff you can find it Here: Master List . Thank you for reading and if requests are open or you just wanna talk feel free to send me something🩵

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word count : 807

warnings : smut, reasonably emotional

summary : paige’s graduation party leaves you emotional and horny for your childhood best friend who commonly teases you

request : “Can you please do a Paige x y/n one shot for prompt number 8/9 in the smut prompts? llysm your work is so good!!!”

your hands clapped together along with others when paige walked out into the back yard coming back from her graduation seeing the large tables filled in her yard along with the grills that are steaming with burgers and hotdogs as she hugs each one of her family members saving you for last pulling you in for a hug as she pulls away you place a lingering kiss on her cheek

“looking this good just for me mama?” your best friend teases you as her jokes never fail to put a smile on your lips

“well i had to since you want to leave me in minnesota so you can go to Connecticut to be with all your fangirls” you laugh messing with her as she fakes a pout “you know your the only one i got eyes for” she takes her graduation cap off as it leaves her hair all frizzy as you run your fingers through her hair fixing her hair,

once your finished you take a step back eyeing her frame and her curves making her blush at your focus on her “We're in public, you know?” she retorts trying to seem flattering “oh shut up playboy”

your helping her mom when the blonde comes back behind you asking you to help pick out a outfit as she wanted to take you for a walk downtown tonight.

you follow behind her up the long slim stairs walking into her room carefully shutting the door behind you.

her familiar room that was once cleaned was now filled with card board boxes that was packed with clothes and gear for her college years as your eyes lingered on the frames filled with pictures of memories over the years that where now stuffed into the boxes as well.

your facial expressions didn’t slip past paige with her giving you a worried look “what did i do mama? how can i fix it?” she sits on the edge of her bed as she pulls you in to sit on her lap as your head lays on her shoulder as you sulk in your feelings

“your leaving me p” you coo as the blonde was now going to be hours away since you decided to go to the university of minnesota and she decided to take her dreams to the university of Connecticut.

her thumb come down to your chin moving it for you to look up at her “im always going to be there for you, i promise” she whispers as her words send the shivers down your spine “i love you paige”

your softened tone must of flipped a switch in her because now her face inched closer to yours leaving barely an inch before you moved into her embrace as your lips fought for dominance as your body inches closer to her.

you bit her lip softly making a moan escape from her lips as she flips your back on to the bed hovering over you as the necklace you gifted her now dangled over your face as the heart shaped diamond shined over the dark room.

“you should know im not going to let you be in charge mama” she tries to convince you but you know one day she will let you top as her kisses linger from your neck to your lower stomach as she looks up for consent as you give her a quick nod for her to hurry up.

her tongue licks a long stripe between your dripping folds as your legs slightly squirm from the pleasure feeling making her smirk in pride while she continues to lap at your cunt while her tongue teasingly slips in your hole often not failing her teasingly playful manner.

her finger slips into your core slowly adding another one as moans begin to slip out from the feeling “Quiet. We don't wanna get caught now, do we?” she reminds you as some of her family are sitting inside away from the heat.

her attack on your clit never faulted as your lower stomach began to burn making you wince at the close feeling of pleasure as your hand is placed on her head.

“your worth the long wait princess” she coos as her moans send a vibration through your core as you feel the knot begin to collapse

“paige, need to cum” you force out as you can already feeling it break as she speeds up her movements as your liquids come crashing on your tongue as your head pushes in to the pillow you once rested innocently on muffling your moans. she licks up every last bit of cum she can as she pulls herself up over you

“so you wanna tell me how good i am or just keep staring at me?” her playfulness returns as she gives you a quick peck “paige” you whine as her spark comes back.

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Crocodile Beauty and Beast Effect

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Welp this one won by a damn landslide! Hope you enjoy!

Crocodile x FemReader

⚠️ WARNINGS: ⚠️ Obsessive/Possessive Behavior, Murder (This is Crocodile afterall..), Sexual Harrassment (Not from Crocodile), Sexual Inuendo (From Crocodile-)

• Crocodile is not know to me a man of affection or kindness. Seen as a Cruel man who murders on a whim and will laugh in the face of any he strikes down. Heartless to the core..

• However he does have a heart-

• You. His Dessert Rose-

• His Wife

• The one he hides from the world as his most precious of treasures. Something worth more then any diamond or even the One Peice itself.

• However while most would expect some locked up princess or women tied to some bedpost crying to be free-

• But I think his spouse wouldn't be some damsel, It would get on his nerves too damn much and hed probably lash out- Or someone who yells back at him, that would just end up with someone dead.

• You however are perfect-

• A quiet women, dressed in comfortable but luxury clothes often found reading or writing- Listening to music and humming along to yourself.

• No extreme dresses, having full authority of the home(s) you occupied and as much freedom as desired within reason-. Often venturing to the market or making trades with locals to get something that caught your eye.

• Truthfully the only thing that would really indicate you were of a super high bracket was the fat ring on your finger that you were sure cost more then a few islands put together.

• Sure you found it a bit- Gaudy (It was tacky as hell) but you knew your husband was proud of it so you wore it with pride.

• You're a author by trade, You also repair rare books and a avid collector of antique literature.

• A fairly lucrative trade, which earned well before you got married to Sir Crocodile. However due to his well.. impressive wealth your was rendered now a nice well paying hobby-

• Still you did it often advertising when you were in town, and you did your trade incredibly well. Even if Crocodile insisted you didn't have to work and he would take care of your needs-

•Which was mainly him wanting you to stay by his side and spoil you rotten.

• "You do not have to work- You are more then welcome to lounge and do nothing" Crocodile said calmly as he watched you gently repair the endpaper of a antique book someone had commissioned.

"No, I enjoy this" You say simply, dipping your brush in more glue. Not even looking up to Crocodile.

Then making him growl in annoyance.

"What if I demand you to quit- You wouldnt be able to stop me if I did My Flower" He chimes, giving a dark almost sinister grin down at you as he took a huff of his cigar.

You calmly set your brush down, Looking up to him with a sharp gaze and narrowed eyes.

"Try."

That ended that conversation fairly fast as he allowed you to do as you pleased.. if not grumbling about it under his breath.

• You didn't take shit from anyone let alone your husband.

• However you don't need to scream or yell, A sharp look and a tight frown are all is needed to make him stop- at least enough to listen to a opposing opinion

• Besides if you do raise your voice it's for a damn good reason-

And for Crocodile he'd make sure you only need to raise your voice saying his name in the bedroom

• The man however adores you- head over heels, He loves you in every which way imaginable.

• Just as Much as you love him- He may be gruff and crass but you love every bit of him, No part of either you is unloved.

• Especially on Crocodile side- in a very perverted sense.. He is fast to strike if he sees you bend over for paper, or fast to lift your skirt if it's short enough- Paired with using his sand to his advantages

• Sand does like to find itself in crevices- Much to your annoyance.

• Despite this he does deeply respects you- Your thoughts, Your feelings- He takes what you say into consideration.. Even if he has to swallow his pride.

Sir Crocodile paced in his office, Face twisted up in that crooked smile of his as he layed out his next plan of attack on the Marines always telling you what his next moves would be in full detail as he knew youd provide the best feedback.

"It is perfect, I know it is my Flower, What are your thoughts?"

He said proudly, looking to you seated on his desk right were he had placed you. Your eyes however down cast to some paper next to you as you wrote something down.

You silently hold out what you had been writing, Crocodile raising a brow as he snatches them and looks them over-

There you had written a more polished version of his plan, making his face twist up in confusion as he read over it.

"You changed the timing, and location of the attack. Why?"

"The area you're planning is prone to storms that time of year so it makes sense the Marines will use a different route to avoid it- Paired with when they head out. It allows you to also use that channel to the left which flows fast, Letting you have control of the situation"

He looked to you now thinking it over.

"How would you know something like that?-"

"We were talking about the weather over there last week since I had to wait to ship one of the commissioned books I was telling you about-"

You say plainly, smiling softly as you see your husband face twist in a fake frown at you.

"I hate it when you do that-"

You can't help bit giggle, watching as he leaned over and placed a kiss on the top of your head in a silent thanks.

• It was often you two would share moments like this- You having him read over your manuscripts and you reading over his plans.

• While he was prideful and stubborn- You were the thing to help curve that and force him to listen to reason.

• Somwhat-

• You know deep down he is possessive and obsessive- He likes to keep what is his, and sees you as such. While you are free to do as you please, you know in the back of your head if he truly wanted you'd be locked away forever-

• Always seconds away from being snagged in his jaws and never see the light of day again.

• If it wasn't for your nature and you suspect his respect he has for you- You doubt you'd be in the position you are in to have the level of control or freedom you possess.

• Crocodile may act as the Head. However you are the neck that turns it- Or in your case the mild winds that can change the direction of a Raging storm.

• While Crocodile does not like to bring you to the eyes of others- But he does take you with him.

• He didn't like the idea of keeping you too far away having a desire to keep an eye on important things-

• If he is on a mission he will stash you on a island far enough from any real damage but at least a short sail away.

• It always does tickle your funny bone watching how he does this- Sort of reminds you of a paranoid squirrel.

• Looking in different spots to hide resources before digging it back up to hide in a different spot.

• But you never minded, Honestly preferring to stay more to the side lines- hidden away in his hiding spots to stay safe.

• You'd heard second hand how, unkind the pirating world could be so knew that if you were exposed it wouldn't be a very good experience.

• However fate seemed to say nope to your plans to stay to the side.

• It took only one incident to bring you to the forefront unfortunately..

You had been brought to the Cross Guild, seemingly Crocodile having deemed it important enough and somewhat safe to bring you here- You assumed it was due to the time he needed to be here.

Already silently choosing to stay in more private quarters- There was a lot of people, loud ones at that.. Having heard the crowd and feeling like the large bed and nice room was good enough..

Till you got hungry-

And by the noise with even with how far your room was from the main building you could hear how rowdy it was. Assuming anyone working in the kitchens wouldn't be able to assist for some time.

Truthfully from the noise alone you hoped those poor kitchen workers got paid well.

But no matter- You had no problem getting something yourself anyway.

It was a rather long walk to the main Guild, having easily been able to follow the flow of the hallways to where the main kitchens would be.

Having only briefly paused by a large archway when you heard that signature cackle-

'HE HEH HE'

Taking a peak through it was incredibly packed it seemed, You could see your husband not far off. A smile playing softly on your lips as you saw him there cackling and drinking, tormenting a blue haired clown it seemed for his own amusement, shaking your head softly at his antics- Stepping back as you went to continue your task at hand till you bumped into something.

Looking up as a rather dumpy looking pirate, a drunk one at that stared down at you.

"Woah! You're a pretty one- I thought they only had ugly whores here"

The smell of liquor on his breath made your nose wrinkle, finding him rather disgusting even in talking paired with his appearance...

"Im not an escort... I'm heading elsewhere- Excuse me" You say, Attempting to walk past him but he moved fast blocking your path fast.

"Hold On! I wasnt done- how much?" He asked, now a bit more aggressively.

"Im not a escort.. Let me through-" You say sharply. A peg of worry now going through you as he seemed to he blocking your main points kmof exit- Just large enough you could tell if you tried to move he would grab you fast.

"Still, You gotta have some sort of price, I'll make it worth your while" He sneered before grabbing your wrist hard pulling it up above your head forcing you closer to him- Your chest now touching his body to your disgust.

"HEY! Let Go of Me!" You scream out, trying to pull your wrist from him-

Feeling his free hand drift far too close to your hip-

Before you felt what could only feel like bloodlust fill the air almost choking you out.

There all hell broke lose, a slam of sand hitting the man as his hand felt like it almost dissolved from around your wrist-

Your eyes closed tightly as a yelp left you from the force as you heard the grinding of bone, wet flesh not far from you and noises you'd never want to hear ever again from a living creature- Squinting your eyes only slightly to see what was visible of your husband.

His body was nothing short of a storm with only specks of his body visible, other innocent people also getting pelted by the storm now in the building.

He was enraged- His face was twisted up as he had even dropped the cigar that usually hung from his lips, his face a twisted up growl.

"Stop" You say through the storm before you, hand reaching out gripping on the gold hook you could make out from the swirls of sand.

What could be seen of Crocodile head snapping down to look at you as you stood to his side your hand raised to block the sand blowing on your face and body. The winds picking at your clothes as you struggled to even stand.

However just like that the sand dropped- Going from a Raging sand storm to almost soft sands on a beach around you- his large form once again visible.

"... (Y/N).. You alright my Flower?"

He said rather softly, looking to you as the sand slowly started to return to him and leaving your clothes and hair- While he placed a large hand on your shoulder as his eyes darted around you, seemingly checking you over to make sure you weren't harmed by the drunk pirate.. or himself.

"Yes.. Was just a bit startled is all"

You admit, Coming down yourself from it all having not felt the force of Crocodile so angry in a incredibly long time-

You turn a bit to look behind you where you had heard what used to be a man however Crocodile hand moved fast from your shoulder to touch your cheek to stop from turning. His eyes saying it all..

This was not something for your eyes to see.

"What brought you down here Love?"

"I was just coming to grab dinner and-"

"Next time Come straight to me- I'll handle it all, Now I thought you were working on that latest book of yours?"

He cuts you off quick started to guide you back to the room with a hand on your lower back making his coat cover you from prying eyes- You can see he is still upset and know it's for the best to put him to ease speaking about your writing so far to him and staying close to him.

Crocodile listened closely, waving to servents to clean up his mess and bring the two of you dinner- before he gave a single glance back at the whole Guild as if silently threatening them all continuing on his way with you to your shared Quarters.

All of the guild now dead silent and watching- Even Buggy and Mihawk both sharing a look of- well concern...

Having never thought they would see the day someone stopped the very very short tempered Warlord with a single word.

It was frightening-

Also seeing that Sir Crocodile was angry enough he hadn't even bothered to dehydrate the poor man like how he normally did-

No

He had shredded him and leaving a bloody mess on the floor. A gorey and gruesome fate most would never think he was capable of-

It was there they all thought the exact same thing. Each member now terrified to get too drunk as they all looked at the bloody mess.

There was a person who was both held captive by the beast as well as controlled it.

And she wore a big gaudy ring-

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domino dancing - kimi r. it was meant to be fun. he was retired now, he could afford to spend a little more time with you. after all, you had been an obedient little pet for him. the forty-two year old only recently made enough time in his schedule for a little play thing. something to warm the iceman. and while you were a good deal younger, he didn't mind. he could easily keep up with someone your age. you hissed through your teeth as his hand brushed your upper thigh. this was supposed to be fun.

"kimi."

"shh, you don't want them to stare do you?"

you didn't call him daddy, while his title had the word in it. he preferred if you were to give him the illusion of an equal partnership. you let him finish inside of you and you get drunk as hell on his boat while you wear the expensive items he gave you. it was simple, not need to call of daddy. you screaming his name when he made you cum was more than enough for him. what was supposed to be a week away in the islands, but kimi couldn't handle a minute without his hand on your body. your skin warmed and tinted from the bright sunshine. it didn't help that the place had an unlimited drink bar, so the two of you had been happily indulging in sun, liquor and sex. the issue was that, when kimi had a few too many sweet drinks in his system, he wanted to feel what he owned.- it didn't help that you liked when he spoke that way about you.

he did really own you in a way. the gold bracelets around your wrists, the diamonds in your ears, the tight white bikini you wore, all were purchased with kimi's well loved credit card. so as he placed you against his chest on the lounging beach chair, his hands got bold.

you kissed him on the lips and you held his jaw. you moaned a little bit and he made a small "tsk" noise. when he broke the kiss and looked down at you, his fingers skated across your inner thigh. his gaze was piercing. it made something flutter in your core. you looked at him, and waited for his next move. he kissed your jaw and said lowly, "be a good girl, and put that towel over us. i don't want them to see what belongings to me. they might get the wrong idea, because you're not a whore, right? you're my good girl?" and you nodded in response, of course you'd listen to kimi. you pulled the towel over the both of you and laid your head on his chest once more.

he said lowly to you, "close your eyes." he pulled his book up from the table and looked towards it, facing away from you as his other hand traveled further down your legs. skillful with his fingers like he was on the track. he looked inconspicuous as he pretended to read while his fingers got past your bikini bottoms. he stroked your pussy, the short hairs under his fingers before he shifted a little further to insert his fingers into you. you tensed up and reached for his wrist. he shushed you, "no, no, angel. you don't want an audience tonight. you told me the other night about anxiety you have when giving a presentation. i bet you don't want people to watch me finger-fuck you." his words made you shudder as he started to pleasure you. your toes curled under the towel as he pumped his fingers into you.

you rested against his chest and felt the pleasure begin to work through your body. this felt scandalous, your older lover's fingers moved in and out of your achy slit. as if he hadn't been working your sex since you arrived at the resort. you tensed up a little bit and splayed a hand out on his strong chest. this was his idea of fun. finger fucking you while other patrons of the beach enjoyed their day out in the sun. it was rather arousing, it made you excited all over. the hard part was staying quiet against him. not to draw attention to yourself. your stomach flipped and the warmth of pleasure coursed through you. you whimpered and kimi tilted his head away from his book to kiss you on the top of the head. he whispered, "behave." his tone made your shiver, your hard nipples poked at the fabric of your bikini. you swallowed back any loud noises and said, "kimi, please." and his pace only quickened.

that was the thing about kimi. he loved to put you to work.

his fingers felt quite well in your cunt as he tried to make sure that you didn't draw too much attention to yourself. he was aroused by the feeling of your slick cunt taking his fingers so well. you were soft to his touch. he could fondly remember this morning before breakfast when you could barely get out of the hotel room before kimi had him pressed up against the front door to fuck you in your sundress. he said to you as he pushed your panties down like a hungry dog, "own this dress, own these panties, own this pussy." and you weren't going to complain. not when he made you cum before you had your morning coffee.

now on the beach chair, his hand on you. he said softly, "need that hand back soon, need to turn the page. i'd rather not the pages soaked." his words were so casual, as if he wasn't painfully erect in his swim trunks. you exhaled deeply against his chest and felt the continued pleasure through your body. it was an immaculate feeling. you couldn't put it into words. you cursed against him and felt the flutter of want in your body. you loved it. you said softly against his warmed skin, "please, kimi. i'm not going to last longer." your thighs clenched around his hand, it felt good. not even his cock and you were still a near mess. damn him, and damn him for being able to keep his composure while he fingered you on the beach. you wanted a vacation, and he wanted your sweet pussy. he sharply exhaled before he put his book down and turned a little to throw his other arm over you. he kept you in a protective hold as he quickly fingers you. he watched your come apart under his icy gaze. he cursed under his breath as he kept his digits in you while you orgasmed.

he watched how beautifully you came apart. and despite the intense feeling, you managed to keep quiet with your head buried in his chest. he held you tightly and knew that you'd be back in the hotel room soon leaving you a total mess on the bed. as you came down from your sexual high and relaxed against him. he palmed his erection under the towel and said, "see, we can have fun. now why don't we get out of the sun. i don't want you to get sick." his words were tempting like a sugary sweetness. but you knew that the ache in your hips would extend far past the holiday. because you may get out of the sun, but the heat would linger while kimi had your legs over his shoulders. <3

a/n: i thought about kimi too hard... sorry, it'll happen again