#HIS NECK ???

[skyrigel]

Lemme have a bite

[ib3li3v3you]

No wonder felix folded so hard, if oliver was looking at me like that id also eat up anything this man offered me

[softiedingo]

no words. just dirty thoughts.

[jobean12-blog]

Kiss to Kiss

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader

Word Count: 855

Summary: Joel is grumpier than usual and the only way to make it better is YOU.

Author's Note: This is a completely self-indulgent fic focused on his neck because not unknown to you all I'm obsessed with it and I could spend the rest of forever kissing his neck. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰

Warnings: soft and sweet fluff with LOTS of kisses, especially neck kiss

PS if you're looking for some yummy posts check out @iamasaddie post HERE. She has so many goodies! Thanks for the inspo sweets!

PPS I sprinkled a couple of yummy gifs in there too just bc 🫠

Pedro Pascal Character Masterlist

When the front door of your small house creaks open and then slams shut with a bang you turn off the oven and brush off your hands.

“Joel?”

The only response you get is in the form of an acknowledging grunt.

He’s standing in the hallway, one hand on his hip and the other rubbing his jaw. He looks lost in thought.

“What happened?” you ask quietly as you approach.

His brown eyes look up and you can see the lines on his forehead soften at the sight of you. He doesn’t answer and just tracks your movement until you reach him and press yourself closer.

Your fingertips lightly trace his jaw as you study his face.

“Come here,” you tell him before grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the couch.

He follows and promptly sits when you give him a little shove. Immediately, his legs spread wide and he places his elbows on his knees, massaging the bridge of his nose.

You stand between his legs and remove his fingers from his face, waiting until he sits back. Then you rest your hands on his broad shoulders and straddle his waist.

“You want to talk about why you’re so grumpy?”

As you ask the question you gently drag your fingers across his cheek and then the outline of his scruffy jaw. His gaze is trained on your face but when you lean in and press your lips to his neck you can feel him let out a deep exhale.

“Who said I’m grumpy?” he grumbles before his eyes close, dark lashes fluttering against his cheeks and his hands slowly slide up your thighs to settle on your waist.

You delicately drag your nose over his skin, stopping just below his ear to press another soft kiss there. Your lips linger on every inch of his neck and he sinks further into the couch, the tension sliding from his shoulders.

Your fingers toy with the already open collar of his shirt, dipping lower until you reach the first closed button. You pop it open and let your fingertips explore his newly exposed skin while keeping your lips on his neck. You find every little beauty mark and kiss it, nuzzling and breathing him in as you go.

He rests his head along the back of the couch and you take the opportunity to kiss along his collarbone and over the hollow of his throat, feeling the deep vibration of his satisfied hum.

When you reach the other side of his neck you start at his pulse point, nipping softly before trailing kisses all the way up to his other ear.

He slips his fingers under your shirt and digs them into your skin, holding you in place. Your lips graze his cheek until you find his mouth and press a feather light kiss there.

“Darlin’,” he murmurs, his eyes still closed. “More.”

You happily oblige and pepper his face with kisses. His forehead, his nose, his eyelids and every patch of gray that lines his cheeks. Without stopping you dip your head to his neck again and drag your mouth along his skin with light kisses.

Each time your lips pass his mouth he chases them.

He flattens his palms and slides his hands along the curve of your back then gently smooths them back down. You shiver from his touch and smile into his neck.

“That feels nice,” you whisper.

He does it again, keeping you close while you continue pressing your lips to the strong column of his neck. When you gently suck on his skin you can feel his hard swallow. His hands still and he moves you back so he can look you in the eyes.

“No more?” you ask.

“I always want more,” he answers.

“Do you want to tell me why you’re upset first?”

He slowly shakes his head no, tilting his face and gliding his hand up to your neck to bring your lips closer. His palm flattens against your cheek and he rubs his calloused thumb across your temple.

“Later,” he whispers against your mouth. “Talk later.”

His kiss is soft but still holds a desperation you’re all too familiar with and when he takes you in his arms and lays you on the couch, you welcome the comfortable and safe weight of him, wrapping you in his warmth and scent.

He cradles your cheek and brushes his lips across yours tenderly.

“I made cookies…” you tell him softly.

“Is that what I smell?”

His lips curve into a small smile and you quickly kiss them.

“Yep. You want some?”

He buries his face in your neck and runs his nose along your skin and when you feel his lips part to speak you answer for him before he has the chance.

“I know…later,” you say.

His gaze finds yours and he smiles again, his eyes closing when your fingers comb through his hair.

Your lips meet with a tug on his curls and he hums contentedly when you melt into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and forgetting about everything else but him.

@littleseasiren @hiddles-rose @lizette50 @lorilane33 @blackwidownat2814

[metallicames]

In Italy we say: MANZO

That sluttynastyfuckin' chocker was to die for!!! 🫠

[3amcloudss]

just thinking about his neck, does something to me.

[jackles010378]

I think you guys can guess the theme here 😏 that first pic is just 🔥🫠🥵

@k-slla @nescaveckdaily @suckitands33 @angelbabyyy99 @winchesterwild78 @cevansbaby-dove

[mylostloversbookmarks]

Help me he's so broad 😭

[sirjacobthomaskiszka]

I need to BITE HIM

[wildsaltair]

BONUS

[ilydeku]

you're staring at izuku's neck

Just another exhausting day for Izuku Midoriya. All in the day's work of being the number one hero. And what better way to end the day than coming home and having you all to himself?

So here you both were, relaxed on your shared queen-sized bed. Izuku leaned against the headboard with his arms wrapped around your waist as you sat on his lap facing him, your legs crossed around his abdomen as he contentedly went on about his day at work. At first, you listened with eagerness, inclined to whatever your boyfriend wanted to talk about, but your attention was slowly drawn to the fact that Izuku freaking Midoriya was yours. All yours. Only yours.

A fluttery feeling of joy piqued throughout your body as you stared at him. What a handsome man he is. His pretty eyes, his cute freckles, his...his neck. Oh, how the sudden urge to bite and kiss at his burly neck and jawline overwhelmed you. Your eyes seemed to be riveted, captivated.

It was a few minutes later that Izuku realized that you weren't quite listening to the whole of his story

"...and then I was told that the kid wasn't..." He paused, shortly after taking a good look at you to check if you were still tuned in. By your blank expression, clearly, you were totally out of it. "Y/n?" He gazed at you, a hint of worry wavering as his arms slightly tightened around your waist. Subconsciously, you found your fingers gently wrapped around the back of his neck, your thumbs gently caressing the ridges around his throat.

"..." A sudden silence filled the air. Izuku tensed up at the sudden action, but he soon relaxed into your touch, a few small whimpers here and there. Before long, Izuku pulled your body into him so that your chests touched, moving one arm up to around your torso. And surely shaken out of your little trance were you. He then closed the small gap between you and him and settled next to your ear.

"Did you...did you want to kiss my neck..?" He asked, barely above a whisper. His breath tickled against your ear and you trembled under his touch. "Y/n...I know you were staring the whole time—I could see you with my own eyes—you don't hide it very well, hehe." A soft chuckle escaped him after kissing your burning cheek. You remained silent, too embarrassed to fathom the words to describe how you felt that very moment. "Be honest, y/n..." You nodded with guilt as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Izuku smiled, tilting his head down to the lateral of your own neck. Your arms hooked around his back onto his shoulders as his lips delicately pressed against your skin. "You don't need permission from me, y/n...you can do anything you want to me..." whispered Izuku, peppering kisses around. You shivered at the feeling, his haggard breaths softly heaving against your skin. Before sinking his teeth in, he finished with a few words that absolutely made your heart race and body tingle in excitement. "As long as I can do anything I want to you~"

The room was filled with a heavy silence, one that could only be broken by the sound of your racing heart. You were too shy to say anything, but your body language had already given you away. Izuku chuckled softly as he leaned back, giving you an impish grin. "Well then, my love, why don't you go ahead and do it?" With that, he tilted his head to the side, offering his neck to you. And you, feeling emboldened by his words, eagerly leaned in to kiss and nibble on his skin, eliciting a low moan from Izuku's lips.

Izuku's hands roamed over your body, pulling you even closer to him, your breathing becoming quick and heavy as well as his. You could feel his pulse quicken beneath your lips. The sensation was overwhelming, and you couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of pleasure.

Izuku's grip on you tightened, and he leaned in to whisper in your ear. "You're so beautiful, y/n. I love you." His words sent a shiver down your spine, and you pulled back to look into his eyes. They were filled with love and adoration, and you couldn't help but smile.

"I love you too, Izuku," you whispered back, before leaning in for another kiss.

It was moments like these that made all the stress and chaos of being a hero worth it for Izuku. Just being able to come home to you and share these intimate moments was all he needed to recharge for the next day. And for you, being able to feel his love and affection so strongly was a feeling you never wanted to let go of.

UM??? 🦋🦋

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[ghost-inthe-hall]

FUCK

[maximura]

[unsolved-duvall]

he’s so pretty it hurts ♡

[ifwdominicfike]

SLUT.

[justc2world]

The fit... I love this sweatshirt 😍