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2knightt · 11 months ago

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could u write the gang (seperate) x a reader thats like. deeply and unashamedly obsessed w them

not in in a weird way but like soda makes reader a cake and theyre like “wow ur so talented u should be a baker youd be the best baker in the world everyone look at this isnt my bf such a good baker?? isnt he so cool???? arent you so jealous of me???”

or they visit the DX on steves lunch break and theyre like whats all this? and steve starts explaining the car stuff to them and theyre like “omg ur so smart ur the smartest person ever the DX is so lucky to have you <333 soda come look at steves car isnt he so good at this??? babe u should like reinvent cars youd totally do it better than washington or whatever”

or just reader holding hands and sitting on laps and kissing faces at all times basically the gang x reader thats all over them

「 i just wanna get high with my lover! 」

IN WHICH—you’re totally in love with them!♡ ໋֢ 🎞️✧

📀ヾFT. THE GREASERS࿐ྀུ ♡

⌗ 🕯️ notes !𖥔༌ ᰷ ﹅ i’m Finally working on reqs. WHO CHEERED???? also new theme for fics. got bored of my old ones😜

Dallas Winston ;

“you’re so strong, dal. you look so good when you fight, did you know that? you’re like the only person who looks that good when fighting. you’re so cool.”

“…thanks, doll.”

was SO STARTLED LMFAO

like??? he’s never been showered in compliments like this before. but he DOES welcome it

cocky bastard. you boosted his ego. it’s too high now.

“i stole this for you.”

“DALLAS! you didn’t have too, oh my god! you’re so sweet—and talented! i can’t believe you stole this—for me! i have the best boyfriend ever! i am so lucky, ain’t i?”

“yeah, i know.”

SHOWS U OFF SO MUCH. he just likes the reaction you give him when he does, honestly. like dallas LOVES hearing you ramble about him when he’s beside you.

he’s all, “yup. i AM the best boyfriend ever, dickhead.”

“this my partner.”

“mhm! dally’s the sweetest ever! he’s so nice to me, don’t you think? ugh, i love him so much. he’s the best boyfriend in the world.”

the way you look at him with lovesick eyes makes him wanna hold you forever and never let go btw.

IF YOU SIT ON HIS LAP AND DO THAT??? ohmy fod he’ll lose his fucking mind!!!

dallas winston looking up at you while you cradle him between your legs, his hands gently holding your waist while you gush over him, a small pink hue across his cheeks.

AHHHH AHHHHH AHHHHHH

“you’re so handsome. you’re the prettiest boy ever. i love your hair, it’s so nice. with or without the grease.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

has the most DISGUSTING and GROSS lovey dovey smile across his face has you plant kissed across his face, mumbling sweet nothings as you do so.

feels like you’re an angel when you do this after a bad day btw. loves you sososososo much he’s so down bad

Johnny Cade ;

looks up at you with the biggest puppy dogs eyes you’ve ever seen as you sit on his lap, kissing his scars. johnny’s lips would be slightly parted as he seems mesmerized with every movement you make.

WHIPPED. HE IS WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER. the SECOND you started gushing over, he got a small grin on his face, a sense of pride washing over him.

he, like, never knew you seen him as this magnificent being. johnny’s confidence was never great but PHEWWW you’re always there to help him!!!

“you really like my scars?”

“totally. they make you look so cute, johnny. they make you, you and that’s all i could ever ask for. you’re so cute. i love you. any person would, i’m just so glad that it’s me.”

he’d get so shy after but johnny would be walking with his chin slightly higher. ‘cause deep down he’s all, “what if they don’t actually mean it☹️?” and then you show up outta nowhere and like engulf him with a hug and he’s like “nvm…i love ‘em actually☺️.”

whenever you brag about him to people, he has to look at his feet to keep himself from smiling too much.

“and if you ever need someone to listen to you, nobody does it like johnny! he’s the best listener ever, nobody can ever compare to him. johnny’s such an angel!”

“y/n…”

he’d mumble, an embarrassed groan leaving his lips as he rubbed the back of his neck, kicking a rock.

contrary to popular belief of you being more in love, he is. he swears up and down that you’re too good to him, that you’re a real doll, that he doesn’t deserve someone like you.

johnny needs someone like this in his life NOW! and if it isn’t you it’s gonna be me.

Ponyboy Curtis ;

so fucking embarrassed i’m crying.

i believe he can’t take compliments for SHIT. so being around you, he just becomes a mess. like stuttering n’ shit.

“your voice is so pretty. you read so much better than everyone else, pony. you should do it as a job—you’d totally beat everyone. it’s not like it’d ever be a competition with you there, though. you’re so cool, pony.”

“i-uhm…thank you, y/n.”

GIGGLES SOO HARD LMFAOOOO

like at night when he’s with soda, he just rambles to his older brother about what you told him. soda thinks it’s cute in the moment, but later wants ponyboy to shut up because it’s been two hours of him gushing over what you said to him.

“and then they said that i-“

“OKAY, DAMN. i have work tomorrow and you have school. ponyboy, please.”

“…okay? they said that i was the prettiest boy they’ve ever seen.”

“holy fuck.”

like he’d be ranting about some drama with the gang or some movie he’d seen, sitting on the couch as you rest your head on his shoulder.

you look over to him, thinking he’s never looked more perfect. ponyboy had washed the grease out of his hair, the fluffy hair falling over his ears.

unconsciously, you tuned him out as you leaned over, kissing him on the cheek.

“what was that for?”

“you tell stories so well, pony. you’d make a great writer, did you know that? i’m so lucky to have you.”

“i-huh?”

WAHHH COMPLIMENTING PONYBOY WHILE ATTACKING HID FACE WITH KISSES AS HE GIGGLES ☹️☹️☹️

he’s so cute thay’s literally my man….!!!!

Sodapop Curtis ;

HE’S SO IN LOVE!!!!!

sitting on the counter while he cooks and you just rant about how perfect he is makes him WEAK IN THE KNEES.

“you’re such a good baker, soda. nobody does it like you do. you’re like—the best baker in the world. ain’t he, two-bit?”

“stop it, y/n..🤭🤭”

“nah, ‘m good.”

you brag about him to the girls that go to the DX to flirt with him. i can see it now.

soda’s just in the background giggling SOO HARD AND TWEAKING WITH STEVE LMFAOO

“no, he’s so sweet to me! i swear, he’s like the best boyfriend ever, did you know that? i’d be jealous if i was you, honestly.”

“TEEHEE”

“soda, shut up!”

“i’m the best boyfriend ever, steve😛.”

HE DOES THE SAME THING FOR YOU IT’S SO CUTEEE😭😭

“you look so cute today, y/n. i got so lucky, didn’t i? had to be blessed to even have you in my life.”

FUCK i need this man at my doorstep

like imagine sitting on his lap, him staring up at you while you push back his hair with a small smile on his face. the silence between the two of you being broken by exchanged compliments.

YOU TWO MAKE EVERYONE FUCKIJG SICK I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT!!! YOU GUYS ARE SO PERFECT TOGETHER IT MAKES ME VOMIT!!!

Darry Curtis ;

tries to act cool and nonchalant when you do it, but he turns his head away to cover the huge smile that’s growing on his face.

“you’re so strong, dare! you’re the strongest person ever—you could totally take down anyone. isn’t he just the best, soda?”

“alright, that’s enough, y/n.”

“but you’re just so good to me, dare. :(.”

“sweetheart, please.”

“alright..”

“he’s smiling, y/n.”

“and blushin’…i love your brother so much.”

“everyone knows.”

AKDNSKDHEKENKDS SITTING ON HIS LAP WHILE HE SITS ON HIS CHAIR, READING THE NEWS PAPER🤭🤭

like your arms are wrapped around his neck, his arms around your waist as he reads the newspaper over your shoulder while lazily responding to your rambles.

“you look so cute with your reading glasses. you’re the most handsome boyfriend in the whole world. i’m so lucky, ain’t i?”

“you’re a real treat, y/n.”

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“i love your hair, darry. you look so much better with this hairstyle than anyone else. you should be a model.”

“i’d be a terrible model, dear.”

gang is so jealous of your relationship btw. they call it bullshit that darry pulled you.

they fake gag and groan when you do this but in reality they’re like, ‘damn…when is it my turn to be happy.😒’

darry’s self esteem’s alright. it’s not the best but it’s not the worst. but you’re always there to remind him he’s absolutely perfect :).

Steve Randle ;

HE’S SOOOO WHIPPED LMFAOOOO

like i swear to god the second you went on a rant about him he was so ready to marry you right then and there.

“you’re so good when it comes to cars. honestly—you could just make your own and it’d be 100x better than whoever made them before. you’re just the best mechanic ever.”

“really? you think so? ‘cause if i were ever to i’d totally change the way they-“

and now steve’s on a 12 minute rant on how he’d change cars to rub better while you just sit there, listening to him with a smile.

YOU HAVE HIM SOOOO INSANE LIKE I SWEAR TO GOD!?? he couldn’t ask for a better partner if he tried!!!

like, i imagine steve’s always had confidence issues—being friends with soda n all don’t really help.

BUT THEN YOU CAME ALONG AND HE’S JUST VISIBLY HAPPIER😭😭.

“you’re so smart, steve. like—the smartest ever.”

“stawpp, oh my god. what else am i, though?”

“you’re cute, awfully nice, you got the prettiest eyes the world’s ever seen-“

please tell him all this while kissing him all over. he needs it so bad.

teehee lazily kissing steve randles face as the blush across his face grows from the never ending compliments that leave your lips😜

he’d totally tell you to shut up and when you don’t, he just kiss you.

AUGHHHH

Two-Bit Mathews ;

AUGH HE DOES THE SAME THING FOR YOU !!!!

honestly—he didn’t like it at first. ‘cause deep down he was all, ‘wtf??? i’m supposed to be making them swoon n’ shit??? why am i the one giggling rn??😒😡’

but overtime he’d look forward to your silly little love drunk rambles. tell him he’s the most thoughtful boyfriend ever when he’s drunk and he might cry.

“YOU REALLY THINK THAT? BABY, STA-“

and he’s like actually sobbing while hugging you.

sitting on two-bit’s lap in the backseat of his car at the drive-in, ignoring the movie you guys came to watch because you’re both too focused on each other.

kissing every inch of his face, laughs leaving his lips as you mutter small comments about how cute his laugh is. unconsciously, his grip on your hips tightening.

FUCK i’m making myself feel lonely writing this.

every single good thing you say about him gets internalized. someone could say his hair’s dumb but then in his head he goes ‘NUH-UH! y/n said my hair is absolutely perfect😜’

#2knightt #the outsiders #the outsiders x reader #dallas winston x reader #johnny cade x reader #ponyboy x reader #ponyboy curtis x reader #sodapop x reader #sodapop curtis x reader #darry curtis x reader #steve randle x reader #two-bit x reader #two-bit mathews x reader #this fic had no reason to give me this much trouble to post #fuck tumblr and it’s stupid ass updates lmfao

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athforskz · 4 months ago

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How To Ruin Designer - Hwang Hyunjin

Masterlist

pairing: idol Versace prince Hyunjin x afab reader

wc: 1.7k

type: requested. Smut with little plot.

warnings: mention of alcohol consumption, fingering (f. rec), unprotected, anal play, foot play, anal penetration (f. rec), squirting. MDNI! I think that’s it?

not proof-read

a/n: This was inspired by when Hyunjin admitted he was drunk at the Versace after party. Rewatching those clips were so much funnier after finding that out 💀

Enjoy lovelies!

There was a feather light tickle on the crown of your head that made your eyes flutter open. It was Hyunjin peacefully sleeping, his chest pressed against your back and his face buried in your hair. The sun made your vision a little blurred as you came to, the memories from last night flooding back. You were still in last night’s dress, it being tight and uncomfortable to sleep in, but you looked stunning according to everyone else at the event. The after party left you and Hyunjin more than a little buzzed which explains being mostly clothed and barely making it to the bed last night. You rubbed the heel of your palms to your eyes as if wiping the remaining sleep from your face.

You went to move, but halted once Hyunjin groaned and pulled you closer. As tempting as it sounds to stay in bed with your beloved all day, you felt an overwhelming need to get out of last night’s dress and shower. If you were uncomfy, you could only imagine how restricted Hyunjin felt in his tight leather pants.

You went to move again then froze instantly, your butt pressed against something hard. Oh, that’s right… he didn’t feel all that restricted because his pants were halfway down his thighs. Your dress was halfway above your butt, and you could feel the tip of his hardened cock peek through the waistband of his boxers. No wonder you felt like your panties were out of place. You both may have been drunk last night but that definitely didn’t stop either of you from getting in a quick session before passing out.

With your cheeks thoroughly blushing, you tried once more to untangle yourself from your boyfriend’s form, “no leaving.” You startled at his gravely morning voice. When did he even wake up? “Hyune, I just want to get out of these clothes. I feel gross.” You immediately felt his hands slip along your back to reach the zipper of the dress, “what are you doing?” you inquired.

“What does it look like? You want it off so we’re getting it off.” He said matter-of-factly. You could practically hear the side-eye in his voice. “Well I wanted to take a shower too,” you murmured while scooting your way off the bed. His hands grabbed either side of your hips and pulled you back so forcefully that your upper back was flush with his toned chest. “I told you, no leaving. We can shower later, my love.” He mumbled with his lips kissing along your exposed back.

You couldn’t help the little moan that escaped once his lips made contact with your exposed skin. Your body was always more sensitive the morning after a night out. Maybe it was because of all the adrenaline previously rushing through your veins? Nevermind that, Hyunjin was making himself busy rubbing his hands down your hips to the front of your thighs, then snaking them up under your hiked dress.

“Jinnie, we can’t.. I’m still sore,” you weakly protested. Thighs snapping closed to shut out his hand, the action making him groan. “C’mon doll, ya know I can make you feel better. Wouldn’t you like that baby? I promise I’ll be gentle.” His voice was like velvet, so deep yet so smooth in the mornings. You’d do anything he says when he talks to you in that voice; well you would do anything for him regardless, but that’s beside the point. “Open up for me… that’s it,” he praised as you barely spread your legs for him to allow access for his slender fingers to reach that sweet cunt of yours.

Hyunjin’s touch was feather light as he ran his fingertips through your slick folds. Some of his cum from last night had leaked out of your entrance allowing his movements to be even more slippery than usual. “Fuck- Hyune,” you gasped once his middle and ring finger breached inside your walls. “Mmh?” He groaned as if asking a silent question while kissing along the curve of your waist, his tongue poking out of his mouth to trace your form. Hyunjin’s fingers repeatedly delved into your fluttering pussy in time with the languid strokes he circled onto your clit with his thumb. “T-too sensitive,” it came out as a whine. “I know baby, I know.” He marked each word with a kiss.

The hand that wasn’t working your core was free to push up your dress even further. The pesky piece of clothing getting in the way of your lover's next goal: your ass. Once exposed, Hyunjin sunk his teeth into the supple flesh causing your back to arch and your legs to kick. You took the opportunity to place the sole of your foot directly on his hard leaky tip. He hissed as he grinded his hardened length into your heel, the friction making his eyes roll back temporarily.

Even during his humping of your foot his hands never stopped their mission in pleasuring your body. He curved his fingers that were in your heat to massage that spongey spot that drove you wild and pushing you closer to the edge, “ah g’na cum p-please~” you bit your lip to keep from screaming. “Yeah? Go on, doll. Cum on my fingers,” Hyunjin pistoned his digits at a steady pace, but what sent you over the edge was the feeling of his warm wet tongue pressing against your tight rim. Your orgasm washed over you thoroughly causing a scream to rip from your throat and juices to gush into his palm.

“So fucking good, love.” He said with his tongue still lapping at your puckered hole, but you didn’t quite hear him because your head was in the clouds and your body seemed to turn into putty in Hyunjin’s hands. You hadn’t even noticed when he stopped and moved your body down so your butt pressed along his solid cock. The humping he did on your foot earlier had caused his boxers to fall further off his hips, now he had full access to you. Hyunjin’s heavy breath mirrored your own as he ran his member through your still gushing pussy. Every few strokes the tip would catch on your entrance causing your breath to hitch. You thought he’d eventually push in to your clenching heat, but he had other ideas.

Once his cock was thoroughly wetted he lined himself up, “babe, no please.. it’s still sore,” you pleaded half-heartedly. Hyunjin let out a snort, “won’t be the only thing that’s sore, baby.” You could hear the smirk in his voice and before you could grasp what he meant, it was too late. The end of his cock breached your other hole, making the both of you moan in unison. It’s not like this was the first time you and Hyunjin had done anal, but it was the first time you had done it with little to no prep. Regardless, you were very accustomed to Hyunjin’s dick and he knew your body would be able to adjust fine; that’s just the kind of trust you had in each other. Plus, you had an established safe word if it was actually too much.

“So damn tight, doll- fuck,” he groaned while sinking ever so slowly into your second entrance. You squealed as his cock filled you so well, anytime he was fully seated inside you your brain and body felt nothing but burning pleasure. Hyunjin was such a romantic that every time you both got intimate with each other the passion would be off the charts. He grabbed your chin, turning you back to connect your lips. Once adjusted to his full length you began circling your hips, Hyunjin swallowed every moan you let out.

Hyunjin lifted your top leg placing it back on his hip then used the same fingers that previously pumped your pussy to rub at your bundle of nerves. He started pulling his pelvis back to pump into your tightness and match your pace. Wet skin smacking echoed throughout the room along with his grunts, the sounds of sloppily making out, and your muffled moans. Each time you’d fully connect he could feel your ass jiggle on his lower abdomen and somehow that’s what drove him feral.

Hyunjin picked up the pace chasing his high while still drawing messy circles on your clit. You pulled away slightly from his mouth, still close enough to breathe each other’s air while whining louder at his assault on your tight hole. “H-hyune, baby slow d-down,” you whimpered. You reached a hand back to lightly push at his lower abdominals to tell him to ease up but really you didn’t want him to slow down. He knew you didn’t because you were so close and he could tell. “But you’re taking me so well. I know you wanna cum, baby. You always cum so hard when I fuck your sweet tight ass.” He stated with a rough smack to your butt then gripped it firmly. His other hand that was circling your clit slapped your wet pussy over and over again making your body ever closer to snapping.

As if on queue your body shivered and white hot pleasure enveloped your senses causing both of your holes to flutter and clench. The spanks to your clit making you squirt. You heard Hyunjin groaning behind you as he released, flooding your ass with his cum. Hyunjin hid his face in your neck to catch his breath before moving. Your body was still shaking with the aftershocks of your orgasm. Both of you are covered in sweat.

A few minutes pass and his cock softens enough to pull out without causing much fuss. Hyunjin looks at where you two were previously connected and takes in the mess you two have made. “I don’t think Versace is going to want these pants back,” he chuckled and you were mortified once you saw that your juices had not only soaked the bed but also the designer pants your boyfriend was half wearing. “Why didn’t you take him off?!” He shrugged, “not my fault I get hypnotized by my incredibly attractive muse.” You facepalmed as your blush gave away your utter embarrassment.

How were you two supposed to explain this? Oops sorry, we got kinda carried away this morning and got cum all over your super expensive designer clothes. Yeah, right.

During your inner turmoil you didn’t notice Hyunjin get out of bed. He was now standing in front of you with his hand outstretched.

“How ‘bout that shower now, hm?”

Taglist: @doitforbangchan @jehhskz

#stray kids smut #hyunjin smut #hwang hyunjin smut #mdni #skz oneshots #skz fic #skz #Hyunjin #stray kids #hyunjin x reader #Versace prince hyunjin

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judes-hoe · 4 months ago

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Sweating body ~ JB5

Parrings ~ Jude Bellingham x reader

Summary ~ you and Jude normally shower together when he comes home from training, but today you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Warnings ~ fingering, jerking off, shower sex, p in v(unprotected), creampie

A/N ~ @obsessedwithjude @madridfangirl they both asked for the fic so you know I had to cook

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If there was one thing you and Jude loved to do, it was taking showers together. It would normally be after his training when you would shower. You both thought it was relaxing and intimate; it was something you both really enjoyed doing.

You thought, you loved when he would come home sweaty. Sure people think it’s gross, but not you. The way his sweat glistened in the light, and made him shine was something else. So today, just like any regular day. Jude comes home and sets his bag down.

You couldn’t hold back anymore, you needed him. Watching him just stand there taking his shoes off, and he’s all sweaty. The second he got his shoes off you take him to the shower, quickly undressing and turning the shower on to hot water but not too hot.

You quickly got in and Jude didn’t even hesitate, and he got in right behind you. When Jude got in you faced him, and pulled him into a kiss, he didn’t question it or hesitate. He kissed back, and he could tell you were needy. The way your hands trailed around his body.

Jude brought his hands around your waist and brought you closer to him, you could feel his growing hard cock against your abdomen. He then brought his hands lower and gave your ass a squeeze. That made you let out a moan into the kiss. Jude pulled away and started to kiss along your jaw and to your neck.

You were too caught up in his kisses, and your hands roaming his body. That you didn’t even feel him make his way to your pussy and put two fingers in. When you felt it you let out a moan and squeeze his waist, your head leaned against his chest.

He fucked you with his fingers. “What’s got you so turned on, you’re so wet.” He said into your ear, but all he got back was your moans. You reached a hand down and wrapped your hand around his cock jerking him off.

Jude took his fingers out of you and turned you around to face the wall. You place your hands on the wall bracing yourself. Jude rubs his tip up and down your folds. Making you let out little moans and pleads. Jude couldn’t tease you anymore.

He pushed in all the way and gripped your hips. You let out a moan at the stretch, something you might never get used to. Jude lets out a breathy moan before starting to move his hips. He slowly increases his speed to the point all you hear is the shower running, skin clapping, and you moans.

Jude pulls you against his chest, he starts to kiss your neck again. “You’re my needy girl huh?” Jude said against your neck. You let out a moan and nod. He brings one had to pinch and play with your nipple while the other goes down to your clit. At the extra stimulation you grab Jude’s wrist and moans out. “I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”

Jude just puts his hands back on your hips and you brace yourself against the wall again. Feeling you clench around him made him cum inside you. He stays there for a moment before pulling out of you.

You both then properly shower and do everything. “So what got you so turned on?” Jude asked, you sigh and look at him while washing his body. “When you come home from training all sweaty, makes you look extra sexy.” You tell him truthfully. “And you been hiding that from me until now, maybe I’ll come home extra sweaty so that can happen again.

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A/N ~ this will be my last fic I’m posting, I do have others in my drafts but this will be the last one I post. I’m trying to finish my Lewis series(2 chapters left). And then I wanna get at least wanna get chapter 2 and maybe 3 out for the Jude series. And I’m doing a quick Kylian series that I can finish before I go on my break. So just letting everyone know!

#jude bellingham #judes-hoe😚#jude bellingham drabble #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham blurb #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham fanfic #jude bellingham imagine

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seungfl0wer · 2 months ago

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*𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑬𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓*

Paring: Minho x Reader (GN)

Genre: Angst(ish), Mostly Comfort

Warnings: Eating disorder?, Not Eating, Self Deprecation, Weight mentions. Sorry for any mistakes and any missing warnings

-🖤

Hanging out with Minho and a few of his friends while watching a new movie. You were situated at the end of the couch leaning against Minho as everyone talked about ordering food. Everyone put in their order on the app, as you looked through it only putting a small fry and burger on Minho caught eye of it. “Babe order more, you know that’s not gonna fill you up” he said taking the phone.

He put another burger and made your fry a large. “Yeah come on y/n don’t gotta eat small cause we are around” they say smiling. Minho smiles at you “y/n’s a good eater, I always know my food sucks if they won’t eat it” he said teasingly. His words didn’t come off with any ill intent but they burrowed their way into your head. They stayed there swirling around eating away at you. You knew he didn’t mean it in any ill mannered way. He was always happy to know you ate, that you took care of yourself. However his choice of words just made your stomach turn.

When the food arrived the smell of it just made your stomach flip. He handed you one of the burgers with a smile but it quickly faded when he looked at you. “You alright babe?” He asked “you look a little pail” he said. You shook your head feeling like your stomach was gonna heave “I don’t feel good” you said pushing the food away from you. “I’m gonna go lay down ok? You guys finish the movie.” You said getting up before going to bed though you headed to the bathroom.

Your stomach was doing Summer salts as you looked at your reflection. Your face pail but cheeks slightly flushed red. Your body felt clammy hot on the inside but cold to the touch. You ran yourself a cool shower, as you stood under the water you started to sob. ‘Do I really eat a lot?’ , ‘am I getting too big?’ , ‘does Minho find it gross?’ , ‘am I.. gross?’

Words kept swirling your brain as the tears kept falling. You worked yourself up so much you started to drive heave. You sat under the running water trying to pull yourself together. After getting out you made your way to your room curling up in bed. The warmth of the bed making you feel a bit better. You cuddled up to your pillow slowly drifting off to sleep.

A set of warm arms wrapped around you “how you feeling sweetheart?” Minho said softly. You pushed his hands down from your waist “stomach hurts.” You said softly. He moved his hands to lay on your arms rubbing them softly. “You rest ok? I love you” he said kissing your cheek. “Love you too” you said in almost a whisper.

The next few days you avoided food like the plague, Minho chocked most of it up to you not feeling well. However he was getting worried because you needed to eat, and he hasn’t seen you eat in how long. “Sweetheart I made some soup for you, will you eat a little?” He asked bringing you a bowl. You looked at him although he was smiling his eyes were filled with worry. “Minho I’m not really-“ you started to say only to be cut off by him. “I know but you haven’t eaten, please? Even if it’s just drinking the broth” he said.

You sighed a bit taking the bowl and drinking back a bit of the broth. It tasted so good at first the warmth of it sliding down your throat until it started again. ‘Stop eating’ , ‘you’re eating it too fast’ , ‘what a pig’. You choked at the broth, putting it down before running to the bathroom. You started to dry heave over the toilet eyes pricked with tears. Minho followed you his heart pounded with worry. He rubbed your back holding your hair incase you did throw up.

“We need to take you to the doctors” he said.

You shook your head quickly “no- I’m- I’m fine-“ you spit out.

“Y/n I’m worried about you! This isn’t normal, you’re gonna get really sick if you don’t get food in you!” He said his tone stern.

You wiped your mouth leaning back as he wrapped his arms around you. Both of you sitting on the floor leaning into his embrace. “They’re just gonna tell me to eat” you said softly. “And I don’t wanna do that” you trailed off.

“Why on earth not? You need to eat to live” he said trying to meet your eyes.

“Because.. I eat too much.. because..” you felt a lump in your throat tears daring to flow out. “Because I don’t wanna be described as a good eater, I don’t wanna feel like a pig when I eat more than one of something..” you started to cry half way through.

His eyes widened holding you tightly in his arms as you started to cry. “Sweetheart” he says softly turning you to look at him. “Is this why you haven’t been eating?” Your silence tells him all he needed to know. “Sweetheart, my love. You eating well and loving food like I do is one of the sexiest things about you. I love that we can try new things, I love that we can cook and bond over that stuff. It’s one thing that makes me love you the most” he says taking your face into his hand.

“I know I said those words the ‘you’re a good eater’ but I don’t mean them in any way negative. It makes my heart so happy to see you enjoy my food.” He kissed your lips softly. “Please sweetheart, it might be hard but you need to eat. And I’ll be here with you to help okay?”

You nodded his words making you cry a bit more. You leaned your head into his shoulder as his hands ran up and down your back. “What’s something you think would be safe to eat? I’ll make that for you and we can eat it together.” He said standing up taking your hand into his. “And even if you don’t eat it all, even if you just manage a bite that’s ok too. You’re trying and that’s all that matters” he kisses your forehead.

You pulls you to him as you order something you think you can stomach while you wait Minho holds you close. “Thank you.” You said softly fingers tracing over his. “Thank you for being here for me.. I’m sorry I-“ he hushes you.

“Do not say sorry or I’ll start tickling you.” He said with a smile.

“But I am” you said words ghostly soft.

“Y/n. I’m here for it all. Through your good and bad. I’ll always be here to help you get through anything. I love you.” He said kissing you softly.

Although Minho could be bad at telling you how he felt or expressing his emotions sometimes. In serious matters like this it was if everything just flowed so easily out of him. He knew you needed comfort and even if he was ‘bad at it’ in his words. He was always there.

“It should be here soon, you wanna watch your favorite movie while we eat?” He said with a gentle voice. You nod leaning into him fully “yes please”

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junicult · 2 years ago

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bachelors stances on period sex and if they’d be down……………

!! period sex w the bachelors

contains ; period sex, duh. afab!farmer. smut. nsfw. fingering. shower sex tehe. use of toys. masturbation. dirty talk & whatnot. not proofread!

note ; oh u did something w this one. & spoiler alert, they all are.

harvey.

- …😇

- i’m sweating.

- if u think he wouldn’t then you are lying to urself. fully.

- are u fr??? he could not care LESSS😭😭😭😭

- in fact, he’s absolutely down.

- period cramps hurt. he knows this, because he’s a doctor and he actually understands women.

- now, he’ll firstly try to see if there’s anything he can give you to help you.

- a heating pad, a massage, literally anything you need. he’ll run out and get food if that’s all u want.

- but i don’t think he’d ever ask if you’d wanna have sex first.

- mainly because he knows it’s not everyone’s thing, and it can get messy and some people think it’s gross. (😒)

- he, however, is not that kind of person.

- he knows that sex helps relieve period pain, sooooo

- if ur down, he’s down. he’s sooo down.

- honestly, he couldn’t even care less. your period just means your body is working, and you’re healthy. knowing that is all he needs to go about this day.

- it isn’t even something he really considers if you’re about to have sex. it’s just something he notices during.

- and if you’re insecure about it, (which all he wants to do is assure you there is no reason to be) he won’t pressure you at all.

- he can understand why you’d be insecure or nervous, but to him it means literally nothing. towels exist for a reason.

- but it was just one of those days, when you were nearly bedridden after speeding through your chores.

- your heating pad rested on your back and lower stomach, laying at an awkward angle on your bed with just the largest frown on your face.

- you were so uncomfortable, and all he wanted to do was make you feel better.

- “is there anything i can do for you, honey?” he asks sweetly from where he stood next to you, gently running his hand up and down your arm.

- and u think for a second.

- not bc of what he said, but bc ur not sure if u wanna give him ur answer rn.

- “…maybe.”

- “anything. what is it?” he lowers to his knees and presses a kiss on your hand.

- your lips pulled into a pout, eyes softly batting towards him while you contemplate what you’re thinking.

- “well…doesn’t, y’know…sex…help with cramps…n stuff?”

- he can’t help but smile a little.

- another little thing is, i feel like he just loves when u get all shy abt affection. just cus he always does, so it’s refreshing to realize u have ur moments just like him.

- u don’t even have to say more. he’s walking to the closet to pull out a couple towels, making the bed secure just to make it easier so neither of u have to clean the sheets.

- and he’s treating u so delicately, bc ur still in discomfort. he doesn’t wanna add more to that.

- but trust me

- red may mean stop but not in his case‼️

- ur period is also means ur hormones are heightened, which also means ur libido increases.

- so not only is this making u feel better, it’s also making u feel so fucking good.

- not just bc he knows what he’s doing.

- now, it’s not just sex that helps with cramps.

- it’s the orgasm that really matters. and ur in a lot of pain…so ur gonna get a looott of relief.

sam.

- doesn’t give a singlleee fuck.

- in his mind it doesn’t register as, “oh, she’s on her period and she wants to have sex😒” it’s more of a, “yay my pretty girlfriend wants to have sex with me😊😊”

- so like, it’s just instant flattery anytime you come onto him.

- it’s not hard to get him in the mood if ur alr horny.

- you don’t even have to try hard. usually you can just walk up to him, give him a little kiss on the lips and just ask.

- that alone has him grinning and following you to the bedroom.

- so if you’re pressing against your sides, groaning in discomfort over your cramps and stuff,

- all you have to do is sigh and mumble, “baby i’m so uncomfortable. d’you wanna do something?” and he’ll probably just perk up, thinking you need some water or another heating pad or something.

- “what’s up? i can help!” he’s jumping to his feet, ready to head out and get whatever u need.

- “no, no nothing like that,” you mumble, sitting up to your knees on the couch.

- “like…do something. it’ll help with my pain,” your smile is faint, and the way your fingers begin to play with the hem of his shirt has him raising his eyebrows.

- “yeah! will it hurt, tho?”

- he doesn’t fully understand how your period works, i’m gonna be honest with you.

- but once you assure him it actually feels really good, and much better, then he’s plenty more excited.

- occasionally he’ll remember to lay out towels, but usually the sheets will need to be washed lol.

- he’s adorable. he becomes much more affectionate because he knows you’re just feeling miserable, and he wants to take your mind off of it.

- kissing all down your neck, your chest, your stomach, thighs.

- he’ll go down on you if that’s what you really want. but he probably won’t do it without you asking.

- he loves fucking you when you’re on your period.

- there’s significantly less friction, and you’re just so warm and wet he gets so hard. i swear.

- holding onto your hips while he pistons in and out of you, head hanging low and panting the closer he gets.

- he cums faster whenever you’re on your period.

- although, that doesn’t mean he’s not ready for a round 2.

shane.

- he’s lazy. lol.

- much like sam, it kinda just registers as “well she wants to have sex so we’re gonna have sex. who am i to complain.”

- it’s also flattering for him, too. he likes knowing you want him.

- in general, it’s extremely rare he’d ever say no to sex. the circumstances had to be DIRE for him to say no.

- just bc he can get turned on pretty quickly.

- so yeah, if you wanna have sex while ur on ur period? he’s on board.

- like i said tho, he’s lazy. so you can bet on shower sex while you’re on ur period LMFAOO

- he’s not gonna clean the sheets or towels if there’s a stain💀

- and what’s better then holding you up against the shower wall, one leg wrapped around his waist while fucking he’s ur pain away??😇😇

- no mess, no cleaning! it’s a win-win!

- but in general, he really doesn’t care.

- ur period isn’t something he really thinks twice about.

- if u ask him to pick up pads or tampons at the store one day you’re too busy, he’s already out the door.

- if you need something, he’ll stand up and go get it for you. he’s not rushing for it, but neither is he slow-walking on purpose. it’s just like ur asking for the tv remote.

- he’s not overly emphatic. he’s a fantastic help, but that doesn’t mean he changes all that much from the weeks you aren’t on your period.

- what i’m saying is, u being on ur period doesn’t change anything from ur regular daily life.

- if u turn to him and say, “wanna have sex?” he’s gonna fucking say yes.

- although, he probably won’t go down on u while ur in the middle of ur period.

- nor will he finger u, unless ur in the shower. and most of the time u are.

- easy to rinse off LMFAO.

- will definitely rub ur clit while he’s inside of u, in the shower or not.

- in some ways, u kinda turn him on a little more when ur on ur period.

- maybe it’s because he likes how u become so comfortable around him, despite being with him for so long.

- it’s extremely domestic to see you when you just don’t care to put effort in your appearance. you just wear sweats, pull your hair back and walk around with the funniest scowl on ur face.

- you kinda lose your filter a little,

- like, when ur off ur period you at least flirt a little to show him you need him right now.

- but when you’re just horny and uncomfortable, you don’t even care.

- “can you fuck these cramps away? i can run the shower,”

- zero filter.

- believe me, he’s all for it.

sebastian.

- i feel like having sex on your period isn’t something either of you had ever had the confidence to bring up for a while.

- like, for some reason, whenever you told him you started your period it was an unspoken “so we can’t have sex for a few days” kinda thing.

- and to that? yeah. sucked.

- the only reason it was perceived that way was because he just figured you didn’t want to. that you’d be uncomfortable with it.

- you both thought that way, actually.

- so…for a while it was just like…

- ur both rly horny. & for some reason u don’t tell each other bc, 😱 ur on ur period.

- it wasn’t until one night u were both hanging out with each other, during the middle of ur period.

- sitting on the couch, watching tv, lazily leaning on each other in peaceful silence.

- your cramps had been killing you all day, and now wasn’t any better. he was sweet enough to get you a heating pad.

- he’s not rude enough to let u suffer in silence. he’ll always double check if you need any ibuprofen or stuff like that.

- but anyways, ur sitting there. in discomfort. next to ur boyfriend. who you want really badly to help ur pain with something you can’t offer yourself.

- “…sebby?”

- “hm?”

- “…my cramps hurt…really bad. is there anyway you wanna help me?”

- he kinda thinks you meant like getting a heating pad or something, so you’ll have to explain it to him.

- anyways, the answer is yes.

- he does lay out towels.

- the first couple times, you end up having just regular missionary sex.

- but i feel like the longer you two having been doing this, you decide to add in some aspects, change a few things up.

- i’m talking toys lol.

- he’ll always fuck you if that’s what you both want, but for some reason he loves watching you get off on your own vibrator or something while you’re on your period.

- cus yeah, he knows you and your body very well, but he still loves seeing how you can orgasm with your own doing.

- will likely masturbate with you. he can’t help it.

- and finally, he’ll fs finger you.

- he just loves fingering you in general, why would a little blood stop him from that?

alex.

- yeah no, he doesn’t care.

- say whatchu will about him 🙌 but he doesn’t care.

- a firm believer that swords are meant to get a little blood on them.

- in fact, he’s probably said that to u before 💀

- although, i do wanna say he isn’t super experienced w this sort of thing.

- he’s had a fair share of one night stands or casual hookups, and yeah he’s had girlfriends before but they were rarely ever as serious as you two.

- so periods in general were a relatively new thing he’s become acquainted with.

- do not fear tho! he’s ready to learn!

- i feel like he actually enjoys going to the store to get u pads or tampons and stuff.

- there’s something so possessive abt it that i can’t really explain.

- he feels kinda superior carrying ur box of tampons to the checkout lane. i rly cant explain it.

- that being said. his eagerness to learn doesn’t fall far from product shopping.

- this man loves putting you in positions that you didn’t even know your body could move in.

- so, when you tell him, “babe, my cramps hurt so bad, please help me,” …he’s eager.

- he knows pressure to your back and stomach can help, so trust me…

- he’s got your legs wrapped around his waist, pillow underneath you, his length fully inside of you and he’s gently pressing against your stomach.

- even without being on your period it feels amazing, but now? with your hormones heightened, and your sex drive skyrocketed? godddd…..

- “does that feel good, baby? feelin’ better?” “mhm, i know pretty, just let it out.”

- i’m bricked.

- it’s such a turn on for him when you’re super horny.

- cus he pretty much is all the time, it’s just a little switch you have to flick and boom—he’s ready.

- so when it’s your chance to be crawling to him, asking for a relief he can give you, yup he loves it.

- adds to his already overflowing ego.

- and the blood is none other then proof of that.

elliot.

- ok so

- he’s v different from the other bachelors. well, aside from harvey ig.

- he couldn’t care, never cared, and won’t ever care that you’re horny on ur period.

- if you want him, and you know it’ll relieve the pain—that’s like heaven for him.

- but for this i think it’s fitting to take a different approach.

- let’s say, ur insecure about it.

- you know very well that he doesn’t find it gross, no matter how many times he reassures you,

- but that still doesn’t stop the little voice inside of you that tells you otherwise.

- it’s just like, you know your on your period, but he’s just so attractive, he’s been a gentleman to you all night, and u just fucking need him. you need him so badly.

- “you’re really not grossed out by it?” you randomly ask, breathlessly pulling your lips away from his.

- despite not even mentioning it beforehand, he takes no time to figure out what you meant cus he was already thinking about it💀

- “why would i be?”

- he’ll probably go on a little spiel about how it means nothing to him, and since it’s especially beneficial towards you, it’s actually a turn on for him.

- can i safely say that?

- that he’s kinda turned on by it?

- well i did. cus he is.

- maybe not the blood itself, even tho he doesn’t care about that. mostly just the fact that having period sex literally connects you on so many different levels, it’s much more intimate and obviously this man loves passion.

- nothing changes from your regular sex lives when you’re on your period.

- yes that means he’ll go down on you.

- he. does. not! CAREEE!!!!!!!

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musings-of-a-rose · 11 months ago

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Weighted Blanket

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Today had been the day from hell. You knew it would be, especially since you’d been out for several days being sick. Morning meetings ran long, everyone scrambling to prepare to open, and then the patients? Don’t even get me started.

When I finally get into my car at the end of the day, I turn on the ac and rest my head against the headrest taking several deep breaths, just listening to the vents pumping cool air into my hot car. I just have to make it home. A shower is waiting for me and Will should be home today.

Will.

My amazing boyfriend of a year and a half. Will had to go away for work for a few days and was finally coming home. I know a few days isn’t that long but it killed him to leave me when I was sick. And to be honest, I hated not having him there, sick or not.

His truck is in the parking lot when I pull in and I smile knowing he’s upstairs. I hurry to our apartment and push my key in the lock, quickly shedding my shoes and tossing my bag down on the little side table before heading towards the kitchen, where sounds and a delicious, heavenly smell were emanating from. I lean against the door frame, just taking in the sight of him. Will, standing at the stove with his back to me, casually making my favorite food, his hair still wet from a shower, navy blue shirt stretched thin over his broad back and thick arms, grey sweatpants hung low on his hips. He clicks off the burner and divvy’s the food onto 2 plates before turning, his face lighting up when he sees me.

“Hey, sweetheart. How was work?” When I don’t answer right away, he let’s out a low whistle. “That bad, huh?”

I nod, pushing off the door frame. “Nothing I didn’t anticipate. Still sucked though.”

“You hungry?”

“Starving. But first I need to shower. I feel so gross.”

Will sets the plates down and takes a few large steps towards me. He moves for a hug and damn do I want one, but I’m gross. People actually spit up on me today. So I sigh, stepping back and Will puts his hands up, freezing in place.

“Must have been really bad.”

“You don’t even want to know.”

He winks and blows a kiss at me, turning back to finish up dinner. The shower was glorious, the hot water and bubbles relaxing me somewhat, and washing away all of the gross from my skin and hair. I don’t linger, my stomach grumbling as I pull on some pajamas and head straight for the kitchen table, where Will had just set down drinks for us. Before I sit, he pulls me to him, pressing a soft kiss to my lips, his hands cradling my face.

“I missed you, sweetheart.”

“I really missed you too, Will.” He starts to deepen the kiss, but is interrupted by the loudest grumble yet from my traitor of a stomach. He laughs, placing a hand on my tummy.

“Let’s get some food in you.”

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Dinner was delicious, as usual when Will cooks. It’s not just that he follows the recipe to a t, but he has his own personal flair to it. Will’s cooking can make any sour mood turn sweet. Or maybe that’s just me.

After our bellies are full, we sit on the couch and I curl my body against his, feeling his large arm wrap around me, the warmth from him seeping into my bones. He kisses the top of my head and rests his own there, both of us content to just be with the other. But my day was hard and before long, I feel my eyelids drooping. Will must have noticed because I swear I blinked and somehow ended up in bed, Will pulling the blankets up around me before crawling in next to me. He tries to pull me to him, but it’s not what I need. He crooks his finger under my chin, lifting my head to look at him through sleepy eyes.

“Do you need Will blanket?” I nod, my eyes barely open.

Will helps me lay down on my back, making sure my pillow is adjusted before he drapes half his body over mine, linking one of his muscular legs with mine as he tucks himself over me. His arm drapes over my body, rubbing small circles into my opposite arm. I turn my head and realize my nose is in the perfect spot to nuzzle into his hair, so I do it, inhaling the scent of him. The weight of him on me settles my nerves, the last bit of overstimulation and wired emotions leeching from my body the longer I feel his breathing, his body pressing into mine.

“I love you, sweetheart.”

“I love you too.”

It’s so tender and loving, full of care and I think about how much I love this man as he gently lulls me to sleep.

In the morning, he has different plans for me and I’m so glad I got the rest I needed.

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good-griief · 2 years ago

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just that ellie smut i was talking ab w servicetop!ellie and switch r! w a little bit of possessive/protective ellie<333

little warning for gross fratboy (attempted drugging implied)

Ellie had a temper. Everyone knew it. If something pissed her off, like her phone for example, she’d throw it across the room. The TV isn’t working? Hit it. Remote? Slam it on the table. Someone’s pissing her off? She’s either antagonizing them or punching them square in the jaw.

But if someone’s bothering you?

If anyone even dares to look at you wrong, touch you, or speak to or about you out of line— at a party for example, she’s in your ear whispering the most vile things as she stares the person down. She’s got her hands on your waist as she stands behind you, running the flats of her palms along your stomach to get it fluttering. Fuck, she’d try to touch you right there, coming around to stand in front of you and immediately bringing you in for a kiss.

You’d know what she was doing, offering to take her to the bathroom, to which she’d promptly agree. Though, what they didn’t know was how Ellie would be the one sat on the counter, whining and trying to keep herself quiet as you practically ruined her.

See, she loved being on top. She loved hearing you, but in times like these she always needed some extra love and care. Which you were more than happy to give.

However, tonight she denied your offer.

There’d been some frat boy— one she knowingly hated— talking to you, and once he handed you a drink, which you hadn’t seen made, she was leaving her friends and coming to you as you tried to deny his advances.

“I want to go home,” she told you when you offered to go upstairs. You agreed, gladly driving the two of you home with a hand on her thigh to help her relax.

You figured it was only a matter of time before she started to talk about wanting to kill that boy.

“I should’ve killed that idiot,” like you thought. “He was seriously going to try and roofie you, or something.” She was on her phone, furiously texting Jesse to get the guy out of the party. “Should’ve put my blunt out on his face,” she muttered.

She continued grumbling until you got to her apartment, making you chuckle to yourself as you unlocked the door and took off your shoes.

“Are you done yet, babe?” You asked her after she took off her shoes, muttering something about sticking a shoe up his ass and making you laugh even more.

“I’m completely serious,” she said, gaining a nod and a hum from you. “What if I didn’t notice?” You frowned at the sudden seriousness, making her sigh. “That kinda shit scares me. I don’t want anything happening to you— anyone, obviously, but you especially.”

You took a moment to take in the sentiment, biting your inner cheek as you nodded. “You don’t have to think about what might’ve happened, alright?” You turned, setting your keys on the counter. “I’m fine, and that guy’s gone.” You were speaking lamely, her words getting you to think of what might’ve happened, and making you so uncomfortable you just wanted to go to bed and start a new day.

Which you did.

Kind of.

You told Ellie you were going to bed when she went to shower, changing out of your clothes and into one of her shirts and briefs so you could lie down.

By the time Ellie got back, you were still up and texting Dina about what could’ve happened now that it was on your mind.

“I didn’t mean to put that in your head,” Ellie said as she got on a pair of boxers and a shirt. “Why don’t we watch something? Or cuddle?” She suggested, climbing up onto the bed and kneeling beside you.

“Cuddle,” you picked, setting your phone down as she happily lied beside you and put her arm around her waist.

“I won’t let anything happen to you,” she said quietly, lips brushing the back of your neck. “I won’t let anyone touch you.” She pressed a gentle kiss there. “Promise.” And another. “You ever feel like something’s wrong… or if anyone’s bothering you, come to me. I’ll deal with it, ‘kay?” Her hand rubbed your waist, and you knew what she was doing.

And it was working.

“What’re you doing, El?” You turned to her and brought your hands to her hips, running them over her boxers.

She knew just how to say things to get you feeling… better. Anything she said could have you melting in an instant when she accompanied it with a soft tone, wet kisses, and possessive touch.

“Whatever you need.” She shrugged, hand coming to your face to cup your cheek and thumb dragging over the plush skin beneath it. She brought her mouth to yours in a gentle kiss, barely pecking your lips. “If you need me, I’ll give that to you,” she said against them, moving to straddle your hips. “Use me if you need to.”

“Ellie,” you warned, hand gripping her hip and making her huff out a breath. “If you want something, tell me.”

Her mouth came to yours again, kissing you with such need that you almost cooed at her. Your hands went to her back, pressing her down before they drifted to her thighs, stroking gently.

She sighed, pulling back to rest her head on yours. “I just want to get this off your mind,” she muttered. “Let me make it up to you. Help you forget.” She spoke between lazy kisses. “I can be good…” She kissed you again, hands coming up to cup your jaw.

Her kisses were slow, head tilting and deepening each one as she slowly started to grind her hips down on you. You stopped her, gripping her hip again and making her sigh. “I love you,” she said in a muffled kiss. She repeated the words over and over, kissing you between each one until you finally gave her what she wanted and took control.

She would never just say she wanted you to fuck her. Somehow, she made it about you and your needs. As if she would crumble the minute she admitted hers.

But you knew. You knew it was really her that needed this.

You pushed her on her back, moving on top of her with her legs still around your waist. You took control of the kiss, pushing your tongue into her mouth. She sucked gently, hands gripping your hips as she groaned.

When you brought your mouth to her neck, her hands fumbled with the band of your underwear. She pulled it down to your knees, tossing it aside when you shimmied out of the fabric. Her hands rested on your ass, kneading at the skin and making you moan against her.

“My pretty baby,” she breathed, hands running up beneath your shirt to get it off and toss it aside. “All mine.”

“All yours, baby,” you reassured as you kissed her cheek, feeling the heat that came to it and chuckling. “Let’s get these off, yeah?” You moved from between her legs, pulling off her boxers before you offered your hands to help her sit up. “Come on.” You pulled her shirt off, smiling at her naked in front of you. “That’s better… You sure this isn't about you feeling better? Because, I’ll help you forget. You just gotta honest with me, sweetheart.”

“Told you already,” she pulled you into another kiss. “That scared me.”

You hummed, pulling back to push her hair out of her face. “Tell me you need my help, Ellie.”

The moment she met your eyes, she was done for, melting into your touch as she nodded in a daze. “Need you,” she muttered, earning another kiss. “Need to feel you— hear you. I need to make you feel better. Makes me feel better.”

There it was

“Lie down,” you told her upon receiving what you wanted.

“Are you sure you’re up for this tonight?” She quickly made sure, before you continued, that you were okay with this tonight. “I’d be more than happy to…” She looked you up and down, eyes taking in every detail of your naked body. “You know.”

You chuckled, knowing if you stopped this now it’d only be cruel. “I’ll do my best.” Ellie laughed at that, smile downturned. “Now, just, do what I say. Lie down.”

She nodded immediately, lying back on the bed. “Whatever you want.”

You brought your hand to her chest, running it down her torso slowly as you brought your mouth to hers. This time, you moved with an intent to get her as worked up as possible, until she couldn’t even remember what she was worked up about before. Your kiss was tantalizing, making her raise her chin in an attempt to get more from you. You obliged her wants, opening your mouth to let her slip her tongue between your lips as you kissed her.

Your hand ran up to her breasts, fingers slowly tracing around her nipples and making her sigh into your mouth. She kept up kissing you, though, knowing if she broke away you’d start the whole teasing process over. Her hands went to your neck, holding either side before one drifted down. She squeezed your tit, gaining a moan from you.

Your fingers lightly pinched her nipple, rolling the bud between your fingers and making her shudder.

She brought her other hand to your other tit, squeezing and beginning to knead the soft tissue in her hands.

She always got caught up in your breasts, paying extra attention to them and leaving you soaked by the time she decided she was done indulging herself. You didn’t complain, though. It made her even more aroused, playing with and fondling your tits while she moaned in your mouth just from that.

Your free hand trailed down her torso, stopping at her lower belly and tracing lazy shapes on the area to make her hips twitch.

“Yeah?” You hummed against her lips, nearly making her whine. “I don’t even have to bother with all this teasing, do I?”

“Never do,” she muttered, words damn near pathetic and making you smile against her lips as she went red. “Fuck,” she breathed into the kiss, slowly getting more embarrassed. “Didn’t mean to say that.”

You laughed. “It’s true, though, sweetheart… Isn’t it?” She immediately responded with a nod, letting you know you were already starting to get her into a submissive state.

You brought your mouth away from hers. She tried to follow you, making you bring your hand to her shoulder to push her down. You brought your mouth to her chest, sucking faint bruises on her skin and lowering them until you reached her breasts. Your tongue slid out as your hand smoothed over her abs, wetting her nipple and making her groan as her hips squirmed.

Your tongue circled her nipple, her hips squirming as she groaned. Her hands roamed your body, trying to distract herself with how worked up she was getting from almost nothing.

You took her nipple between your teeth, rolling gently. She sucked in a breath, but the slight pain made her even more aroused as you licked over the hardened bud. Small kitten licks were enough to get her whining and parting her legs for you, telling you what she wanted and where.

You didn’t respond to her request, only moved to kneel between her legs as you continued to toy with her breasts, licking and sucking to make her even more aroused.

“Baby, please,” she sighed out as your mouth went back to her neck, refusing to touch her anywhere below her belly button and making her go crazy. “Down,” she said, not having the composure to speak properly.

“Down?” You lifted your head, false confusion knitting your brows together. “Down here?” Your hand drifted to her abdomen.

“Lower.”

“Here?” To her lower stomach, you pressed down gently, massaging the area and gaining a moan from her. “Is that right?”

“Lower, baby. Please.”

“Lower…” You looked down, moving your hand to her hip and gaining a frustrated groan. “Not here, then?” You moved your hand to her thigh. “Is this better?”

“Stop it,” she was getting frustrated with you, face reddening and making you chuckle.

“Don’t start acting like a brat, Ellie. I’ll start this over.”

“No, no, no. I’m sorry— fuck— I, just, baby,” she whined, groaning as your fingers stroked her inner thigh. “Baby, I need you so bad.”

“Mhm…” You rocked your hips into hers. “Is that good enough for now?” She nodded eagerly, satisfied with whatever she could get. Especially if it was tribbing. You hummed, gripping her thigh to pull her closer as you ground your hips down on hers. She cursed, moaning as her hands reached up to take your face between them and pull you down. Her lips met yours in a desperate kiss, her mouth sloppy as she moaned into yours.

Your hands went to her breasts, kneading them softly.

When she ground her hips up, you stopped rocking into her, moving back where you were outside her legs, and making her whine. You grabbed her thigh harshly when she tried to squeeze them together, pressing them open so you could bring your hand between them.

Your hand cupped her pussy, still not giving her what she wanted as you palmed her slowly.

She knew, in the end, all this teasing would be worth the orgasm that came out of it, but it was still frustrating in the moment; frustrating enough to make her curse at you.

“Fucking touch me,” she gritted, reaching down to grab your hand.

“Don’t start this,” was all you had to say to get her to drop her hands to her sides, but that didn’t stop her mouth.

“You’re so fucking—“ You cut her off with a harsh slap on her cunt, making her eyes roll back as she moaned.

Yes, she was often on top, and sure, she could be dominant— but that certainly didn’t mean she could disrespect you when she practically begged you to fuck her tonight.

“What was that?” You asked, free hand going to her cheek to drag the backs of your fingers down. “You had something to say, no?” She shook her head. “Good.” As a reward, your fingers began to slowly circle her clit, making her sigh a moan as her eyes fluttered shut. “So beautiful…” You kissed her cheek as your hand went to her chest, feeling her heart quicken as you held her down, stopping her from leaning up to kiss you. “My pretty girl.”

Her hands reached for your waist, attempting to pull you down so she could get her mouth on yours, but you refused to satisfy her.

Her eyes met yours, expression practically begging you to kiss her, but you only sped up the pace of your fingers to get her to keep moaning.

“I don’t wanna kiss you when you’re like this, baby,” you cooed when she tried to pull you down again. You knew she was just getting more submissive, which also meant more self conscious at times. “You sound too pretty.” You kissed the corner of her lips and she turned her head, but you instead moved your mouth to her neck as you ran your fingers down her slit, feeling her tighten around nothing. You hummed a laugh, gently circling your finger around her hole and making her shudder. “What do you want, baby?” She groaned, shaking her head and refusing to answer. “You want me here?” You pressed the tip of your finger into her, waiting for a response.

“Need you,” was her whimper of a response, making you immediately give her what she wanted— no, needed.

She moaned, hips bucking up and pushing your finger deeper inside her.

If there was one thing you loved about sex with Ellie, it was that no matter how mouthy she started out; cursing, teasing, or flat out mocking you, she always ended up hardly able to speak, whining and moaning as she used her hands to grip, push, and pull at you to try and communicate what she wanted.

You easily fit two more fingers inside her, stretching her cunt and making her grip your arm as she moaned.

It wasn’t long before she was unraveling beneath you. You’d brought your mouth down to her dripping pussy when she finally got the courage to ask you. All you had to do was suck her clit into your mouth and she was cumming all over your fingers. You froze, eyes wide as she did the same after clasping her hand over her mouth, realizing what she’d done after she came down from her high.

“Fuck.” She sat up quickly. “Fuck, I’m sorry.” You looked up at her with flushed cheeks and wide eyes, her chest red and heaving. Her skin was clammy, face pink, lips swollen and red, and eyes so dark from dilated pupils that you’d think she was on something.

You pulled your fingers from her, her breath hitching as you looked down at your hand covered in her orgasm. You were still slightly stunned as you wiped your mouth with your other hand, sucking your finger to taste her.

“Keep going if you want to, I— Mm…” You cut her off with your fingers in her mouth, forcing her arousal down her throat and making her moan as she met your eyes.

“You wanna keep going?” She nodded as she took your hand, diligently cleaning your fingers and swallowing down her own orgasm. You grinned, watching as she set your hand aside. She wasn’t sure what to do until you leaned in, pecking her lips. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” you laughed out against her lips. “Fuck, I wish I could do it again.” You spoke between kisses, pecking her mouth eagerly as you laid her back down. “Made me so fucking wet, oh my God,” you kept going, making her laugh as she tried to keep up with your enthusiastic kisses.

“Can I help?” She asked eagerly, still flustered and pulling away from your kisses to run her hands up and down the curve of your waist. “I’ll do good…” She trailed off as her eyes fell to your breasts and then between your thighs. “So fucking good.”

You hummed, nodding along to her mumbling with a laugh. “Lie down.” She frowned. “Just trust me. Lie down.” She did as told, lying back on the pillows.

You moved from between her thighs, moving up to her head and looking down at her. She could hardly contain her excitement, hands reaching for you as you swung your leg over her face.

Her hands immediately gripped your thighs, pulling you down on her face and practically suffocating herself as her tongue licked up your folds.

You couldn’t get a word out before she was making you moan with every breath, her tongue rubbing roughly against your clit and prodding at your entrance each time she lapped up your juices. Her grip on your thighs was so strong it was bruising you, but it only aided in your pleasure as she indulged herself in you.

“Fuck, Ellie,” you moaned as you brought your hands to her hair, gripping it harshly and making her moan against you. Your hips rose and she immediately pulled you back down, working her tongue even harder and making you whine as your stomach fluttered.

Ellie knew you liked to be taken care of, she knew how turned on you got, and she knew you melted in her touch as soon as you made her cum, becoming a whiny, soaking mess the minute you could relax from the dominating position you took and let yourself be pleasured.

And once she finished, she was completely done being submissive, taking on a caring role and tending to your needs… Over, and over, and over again until the night ended with you being the submissive one.

You didn’t mind, nor did you care. Not when she was so rapt in you that she’d completely forgotten about what happened before you got in bed.

Ellie’s only focus, now that you’d done what she needed and wiped her brain of earlier, was you. She knew you crumbled when she touched you, so she used that to her advantage.

She’d fuck you all night long if she needed wanted to.

When you came on her tongue, she didn’t bother stopping. She pulled you forward, turning to the side and forcing you to lie on your back as she moved to kneel between your legs, not once bringing her mouth away from your cunt as she held your thighs in place.

You whined, moans loud and crying as you pushed her head away. She grabbed your hands, interlacing your fingers and continuing with her ministrations on your cunt.

“Ellie, Ellie, please…” Her name was a chant falling from your lips as you begged. What for? You didn’t even know. You didn’t want her to stop; it felt too good, but you were also so overstimulated that you couldn’t control your hips squirming.

Orgasm after orgasm raked over your body as the hours passed, your body becoming putty in Ellie’s hands as your eyes rolled back and muscles twitched in pleasure.

She finally pulled back when your moans were quiet and legs shaking, breathing heavy as she licked her lips. Her eyes were locked on your swollen, red cunt, still dark with lust as she forced herself to leave you alone.

“Fuck,” she muttered as she looked up at you, breaths panting, skin flushed, and pupils blown wide. “You’re so fucking pretty… I want—“

“No more,” you forced out in a breath as she lied her head on your inner thigh, stroking your hot skin with her hands.

She pouted, turning her head to kiss your thigh. “Please?”

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consider-your-potatoes-mashed · 1 year ago

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I’ve brushed my teeth at least once a day for two whole weeks!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!

This may not seem like a big deal for a lot of people but I’m really proud of myself for this!

I know to a lot of people, especially abled people (whether physically or mentally abled), the idea of not brushing your teeth regularly is gross or “repulsive” or makes someone disgusting and what not, but I think we need to accept that not everyone can engage in hygiene practices the same way as everyone else. Just because someone cannot brush their teeth, or shower, or brush the their hair daily or even weekly does not make someone less than or gross or less deserving of anything. We are all people and we all deserve the same respect and we all deserve to feel safe in this world. Everyone has different abilities and support needs. Everyone is their own person and can do what they’re able to and should not be forced to do more than they’re able to do safely or comfortably. Someone may choose to do more but they should not be forced to by others.

Disabled people are people and deserve the same respect as everyone else.

My ability to take care of myself changes daily sometimes even throughout a day and I shouldn’t feel like I’m being judged for doing the best I can when it doesn’t match what others think my best should be.

TL;DR: Someone’s ability to engage in hygiene practices should never ever determine their worth!!!!

EDIT: (September 6th, 2023) I am so proud of everyone in the replies/reblogs who struggle with hygiene too! You are all doing so good and you should be proud of what you’re able to do!

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storiesofsvu · 2 years ago

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Needy Girl

Emily Prentiss x reader x Alex Blake Warnings: language, alcohol, smut, threesome, strap on, mommy kink, daddy kink, a hint of degradation, teasing, tiny hint of cum play, breeding kink, face fucking.

Emily often extended the invitation out to you when she went out for drinks with the team after work, it just wasn’t often enough that your schedules actually lined up so you could go. Or it was late enough you were already home, showered and in cozy clothes with your make up off and leaving the couch was the last thing you wanted to do. But today, she’d managed to catch you right as you were itching for something to do. That, and you hadn’t been out with the team in ages, it was probably overdue.

Even with a little heads up you still arrived after them, you were intrigued, knowing there was a new agent you had yet to meet. Emily kept her personal life relatively private, even from coworkers, so you figured she hadn’t mentioned a partner to the new one. You dug through your mind to try and remember the name Em had mentioned to you and all you could come up with was Blake, completely unsure if it was a first name, last name, woman or man.

Penelope saw you first, letting out an excited squeal as she leaped toward you for a huge hug, kissing both your cheeks.

“Oh my goodness sugar plum! It has been way too long!”

“I know!” You apologized, “work’s just been crazy, lots of overnights.”

“Eck, gross.” She replied and you laughed, letting her drag you over to the table.

Despite your own girlfriend being at said table, Penelope took the lead on distracting everyone and introducing you to Alex Blake. You smiled softly at the woman, shaking her hand when she extended hers and did your best not to blush at the warmth that shot through you the moment her fingers touched your skin. There was a grin on her lips, a spark in her eyes that made you feel things while Penelope rattled off various facts about the two of you to each other, humble brags and boosting both of you up. Behind the barrier of the table Emily pinched at your ass, garnering your attention,

“I need a refill; you want a beer?”

“Uh..” you scrunched your nose in that way she adored, “I think gin tonight, please?”

“Course.” She shot you a grin before she disappeared into the crowd, one that you knew meant it was completely okay to get to know Alex, that you would have your own private reunion once you were home with her.

Your drink was slipped in front of you only a moment later, you tossed Emily a smile before taking a sip, turning back to Alex’s conversation. You couldn’t lie, you were incredibly intrigued with everything she had to say, especially the way her eyes sparkled while she talked. You caught yourself laughing over jokes, getting closer to her as you did while the rest of the team seemed to melt away. A few of them convinced into a game of pool, two more roped into some darts while the others were out on the prowl, Emily slipping away into the sea of people within the bar.

Alex shifted closer to you, her arm brushing against yours, lingering for a moment to test the waters, smiling softly when you didn’t move away. The conversation continued, slipping into a deeper flirtation, remarks that had your cheeks heating, little giggles escaping your lips that Alex couldn’t get enough of, wondering what other kinds of noises she could get out of you. Figuring she’d teased enough for the moment; she turned back to general chit chat.

“So… how do you know Garcia?” Alex asked and you chuckled, ducking your gaze and she boldly brushed a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“I’m a nurse. I’ve had a handful of patients who were either from the BAU or victims from their cases.”

“Hmm.”

“You ever wanna tease him, Morgan’s a real bitch when it comes to stitches. And his aftercare of injuries is terrible, a bad boy.” You grinned and she laughed. The sound reached your ears like silk and you grinned up at her.

“I’ll remember that.” She smirked at you, “and what about you, are you a good girl?”

You gulped, feeling your heart rate pick up as you went to suck at your drink. Unfortunately you found it empty, glancing up at Alex, “I try to be.” You squeaked out and the look on her face made you about dissolve on the spot, “Imma grab another drink.”

You lifted the empty glass as a sign and scurried away to the bar, feeling your eyes on her as you did so. You locked eyes with Emily who raised a brow and you let out a breath, relaxing yourself and risked a glance over your shoulder, catching Alex staring at your ass. You grinned, feeling your confidence boosting and winked at her, watching as her cheeks tinged a light shade of pink before she took a sip of her beer.

Emily was on the far side of the oval shaped bar, discreetly watching the entire thing go down, facing the table the team had originally been at. You rounded the bar, leaning up against it beside her while you waited for the bartender to refill your drink.

“Looks like someone’s having fun.” Emily mused, sipping at her beer.

“Seems someone failed to mention how pretty the new girl was.” You teased back and she chuckled.

“Why do you think I’ve been trying to get you out for drinks since she started?”

“Are you sure she’s even interested?” You asked.

“You kidding me?” Emily pushed off the bar, moving so she had one arm around you, hand on the bar caging you between it and her. “Are you telling me you haven’t spent the last hour flirting with her? Or are you saying I’m blind?” She kissed at your shoulder, eyes glancing up across the room to Alex, “she’s certainly staring.” She murmured, placing another kiss further up your neck, “the way she’s been watching you? The tiny flash of disappointment when she realized you belong to daddy?” In the distance, Alex titled her head, amused smirk on her lips as she turned back to the table. Emily nipped at your earlobe, husking against it, “now why don’t you go let her know that I don’t mind sharing.”

“Really?” You breathed, trying to remain on earth as Emily’s hands began to wander, squeezing at your ass.

“Of course princess. You always look so much prettier stuffed with two cocks.” She spanked you gently, nudging you back in the direction of the table and you scooped up your drink, slinking back through the room to Alex.

“It appears I owe you an apology.” Alex chuckled as you returned to the table.

“Hmm?”

“I didn’t realize you and Prentiss were a thing. I wouldn’t have been so bold otherwise.”

“It’s alright.” You looked up to her with a grin, stepping close enough that you could smooth out the collar of her shirt, “daddy likes to share as long as I’m a good girl. Says I look so pretty on my knees that everyone should see it.”

“I’ll bet you look absolutely gorgeous.” Alex’s hand trailed up your side, fingers tracing your collarbone, up your neck until they curled under your chin, “think it’s safe to say you’d look stunning with mommy’s juices smeared all over those pretty lips.” Your breath caught in your throat, heat surging through your body as your pussy fluttered, so lost in Alex’s eyes and words you didn’t hear Emily come up behind you until her hand was on your hips and her lips met your shoulder.

“Okay…” she laughed, “how about we get out of here before you make a scene angel? I’d hate to have to punish you in front of our guest.”

Emily’s apartment wasn’t far from the bar, she was offering both of you drinks as you settled in, shoes, coats and bags being dropped by the door. You’d accepted the glass of whiskey, wandering through the open kitchen and living room, flicking on some music to fill the air, you were well aware of the other two women in the kitchen whispering, their eyes on you as if they were stalking their prey. There was no doubt the two of them were going to be in charge tonight, you were just wondering how far Emily was going to push things in front of a someone she worked with. You’d played around your fair share when it came to kinks and testing your limits, not that it came out every time she fucked you, but considering you were adding in a third player just to start off with, you knew there’d be some fun times ahead.

“She’s all yours.” Emily whispered over the rim of her glass.

“Any words I should be aware of?” Alex asked, glancing between Emily and you as she took a sip.

“Kiwi.” Emily chuckled, “and I’ll tell you right now, any kind of blindfolds are a no. Though she does love to be roughed up a bit, likes bites that leaves a mark the next day and god is she ever a cum slut.”

“Well with a partner like you that doesn’t surprise me.” Alex shot back and Emily’s loud laugh gained your attention, glancing over your shoulder at the two of them, brow raised in suspicion.

“Nothing you need to worry about angel.” Emily smirked before her voice lowered again, “go ahead, I’m content watching you torture the poor girl for a bit.”

“I’m starting to think you’re a bit cruel Agent Prentiss.” She muttered back with a grin, pulling a dark chuckle from Emily.

You could already feel your heart rate picking up the moment Alex moved from beside the kitchen island, sauntering over to you. She plucked the now nearly empty glass from your hand, placing it down on a side table as she looked you over, soft smile on her face.

“Such a pretty girl.” She cooed, fingers tickling at your jaw, curling under your chin to tilt your gaze up to her, “are you going to behave for mommy?”

Your eyes widened, breath completely caught in your throat as it took you a minute to truly absorb what she’d said, Emily’s laugh from the kitchen falling on deaf ears, Alex was surrounding you in all senses. You nodded, “y—yes. I’ll be good.”

“Good.” The hand on your chin slid up your cheek, thumb rubbing at your cheek as her fingers wrapped around your head, tangling into your hair and she stepped toward you, lips finally meeting yours.

It was almost softer than you’d expected, her lips gently moving against yours until she found the right rhythm. Your hands slid up her body, resting on her shoulders while her free arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you tight to her. You let out a soft sigh into the kiss and she took advantage of your parted lips, tongue slipping into your mouth to begin to explore. She began to slowly back up until her knees hit the back of the couch, dropping against it and gently pulling you into her lap, her lips not leaving yours once.

You settled in her lap, a tiny moan escaping your lips when her hands ran up your thighs, tickling at the skin between your waistband and the bottom of your shirt. One hand trailed up your back, tangling into your hair and she wrapped your locks around her fingers, pulling tightly and this moan was louder than the last as you broke the kiss. Alex chuckled, her lips forming a smirk at the way your head fell back, your hips rocking down against her as you moaned again. Leaning forward she licked across your collarbone, her tongue making a pathway to your pulse point where she bit down, hard, and you cried out in pleasure. Her lips made home against your neck, kissing, sucking and biting at your supple skin and you began to whine.

“Looks like someone’s needy.” Emily jeered, moving from the kitchen and rounding the couch so she was behind you, her fingers tickling at your body, “why don’t you let mommy see how fucking pretty you are?”

You let out another moan as Alex’s teeth scraped the skin of your neck, her hands softly cupping at your chest through your shirt before Emily’s hands grasped the hem of it, pulling it off your head. It was only a moment later that Alex’s lips returned to your own, tongue plunging into your mouth while Emily made quick work of your bra, eager to show you off to your guest.

“Isn’t she pretty?” She purred, stepping back from the couch to scoop her drink up off the coffee table and settle into one of the arm chairs.

Reluctantly Alex pulled away from the kiss, breathless as she sank into the couch, her eyes raking over your topless form before glancing to the other woman.

“Christ you are incredibly lucky.” She glanced to Emily before stroking your cheek, “you’re gorgeous, sweet girl….”

“I’m particularly fond of the piercings.” Emily mused, “she has a pair with blue jewels that just look so pretty on her skin.”

“I can imagine…”

“They’re fun to play with. She quite likes it.”

“Have a feeling she just likes being played with no matter what.” Alex chuckled.

“She does like being used, don’t you princess?”

You glanced over to Emily to reply but in the same moment Alex’s lips wrapped around one of your nipples and you gasped, your hand coming to cup the back of her head. Her tongue played with the jewelry, lapping around it before flicking at your nipple, her teeth gently sinking into the skin of your breast.

“Oh god mommy…” you moaned, your hips grinding down against her and she chuckled.

“Should we maybe get you somewhere more comfortable?” She asked, eyes dark as she looked up at you, “somewhere daddy can watch you get all relaxed? I know she’d like to see just how good I can make you feel.”

“Mmhmm.” You whined out, nodding at her as your eyes widened, begging wordlessly.

“Well?” She glanced up to Emily who smirked.

“I said, she’s all yours. Warm the slut up for my cock, use her how you want to.”

Alex grinned, kissing you gently before her hands grasped your hips, pushing you from her lap and wrapping an arm around your waist while she stood, “show me to the bedroom darling.”

Emily trailed behind the two of you, still happily sipping at her drink just watching, by the time she got into the bedroom Alex had gotten you out of your pants, hands groping at your ass as she kissed you again. You were a whining mess already, thighs rubbing together as your panties dampened, your fingers toying with the hem of her shirt, eager to tug it over her head. Behind you Emily settled in the chair across from the foot of the bed, a small chuckle leaving her lips.

“She thinks you’re wearing too many clothes.” She pointed out and it was Alex’s turn to laugh as she pulled away from your lips, a smirk on hers as she noticed the neediness in your eyes.

“Suppose we could make that happen.”

Her tiny nod was all you needed before tugging at her shirt, tossing it to the floor, watching with hungry eyes as she undid her bra, letting it fall to the ever growing pile. She noticed the way you tugged your lower lip into your mouth, the way your eyes were raking over her newly exposed skin, her finger curling under your chin to gain your gaze once again.

“You’re so beautiful….” You murmured.

“Go ahead… you can touch.”

Your hands reached out, starting at her waist, wrapping gently around her skin before sliding upwards, thumbs brushing over her nipples. You groped at her chest, a breathy sigh leaving her lips and you closed the distance between the two of you, lips meeting her neck. You started out with just little kisses as you continued playing with her tits, sucking on the tender skin before your teeth ever so gently bit into her neck. Alex began to copy your motions on your own chest, toying with the piercings, rolling your nipples between her finger and thumb. You pinched at hers right as you bit into her pleasure point and she moaned loudly,

“Just knew you’d make mommy feel good.” Wrapping her hand into your hair she pulled you off her neck, nudging you backwards, “let’s get you on the bed, I want to see that pretty pussy.”

You dropped onto the bed with a bounce, catching Emily’s gaze on your tits as they swayed, the jewelry catching the low light in the room. She was still sat across from the bed, her legs spread in the chair, drink in one hand while the other slowly started to undo her button up, exposing the red lace bra underneath. Your attention was quickly redirected to Alex when she palmed you through the lace between your legs,

“Such a needy girl, you’ve ruined your panties already darling.” You weren’t expecting her to wrap her mouth around you, sucking through the fabric, letting out a groan into your body, “and tastes so sweet too.” Your head dropped back into the pillows when she sucked at you again and you let out a quiet moan.

“What do you say?” Emily’s stern voice broke through your pleasure and your eyes flicked open, glancing down to Alex perched between your legs, mouth still on your covered cunt.

“Th- thank you.”

“Good girl.” Alex praised, nipping your inner thigh while her fingers slipped into the waist band of your thong, tugging it down your legs to toss behind her.

She settled back between your legs, kitten licking at your pussy as you breathed out a moan above her, your hand tangling into her hair. Her tongue swept through your folds, flicking at your clit and a grin broke out on her lips when your hips rocked up to the touch. She moved back down to your entrance, tongue slipping in, pulling out as much of your wetness as she could, truly tasting you and you shuddered in pleasure, aching for more. Her mouth moved with grace and expertise around you, knowing exactly what she was doing to pull you higher and higher, your breath picking up with each suck of her lips. Her tongue flicked at you again before her lips wrapped around your clit, sucking the nub into her mouth a few times before she popped off it, sitting up between your legs.

“Such a pretty girl.” She praised, hands softly rubbing up and down your thighs, spreading you legs wider for her.

“Please…” You whined, hands roaming up your body, pinching at your tits, “more…” Emily snorted from her spot at the foot of the bed, standing from the chair, dropping her shirt in her spot.

“Don’t be dumb princess, you know you don’t get to come until she has.”

Your eyes followed her as she moved through the room, her bra dropping to the floor before she slipped out of her pants. You gasped suddenly when Alex’s hands returned to your dripping cunt, one finger easily sliding into your heat.

“Fuck…” you moaned, your eyes fluttering shut once again.

Alex’s finger pumped, twirling around within you before she added a second one, twisting and curling slowly until she found the sensitive spot inside you, a loud moan leaving your lips when she did.

“God such pretty noises.” She murmured.

“Just wait til you hear her scream.” Emily laughed and you heard the tell tale sound of the bedside table opening.

Alex chuckled at the other woman’s words right as she slid a third finger into your pussy and you cried out, hips bucking up to the touch. Your body was prickling with heat, pleasure swirling through you as it began to build deep within you. Alex’s fingers moved inside you, just enough to work you up but knowingly not enough to get you to your peak. Her fingers suddenly slipped out of you and you let out a whimper, your eyes shooting open as your lips formed a pout. Your breath caught in your throat as you were met with the sight of Emily strapped up at the foot of the bed while Alex shifted off it so she could finally rid herself of her pants.

“C’mere.” Emily crooked her finger and you scrambled to the end of the bed, kneeling in front of her. Her hand cupped your cheek, pulling you to her for a kiss, one that her tongue sunk into your mouth almost immediately, asserting dominance before her teeth sunk into your lip, pulling a whine from you as she let it pop back, “you’re gonna be a nice little slut for us, right?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Good girl.” She cooed, “now, what do you want?”

“Want your cock daddy.” You practically whined, feeling your pussy clench around nothing and Emily tsk’d, her hand darting out to pinch your nipple.

“We have a guest princess; you know the rules. She gets to come before you do.”

You glanced up towards Alex, your tongue darting out to wet your lips while your eyes dragged over her now naked form, “can I taste you?”

“Of course sweetheart.” Her hand caressed at your cheek and you nuzzled into it, accepting the gentle kiss she laid on your lips as she crawled back onto the bed, nestling into the pillows.

Her legs eagerly spread for you to settle between, hands rubbing up her legs before you leant down, lips pressing soft kisses to her inner thighs. Your tongue lapped out, swiping through her folds and she let out a soft moan, her entire body relaxing into the bed.

“That’s it sweet girl.” She praised, her hand gently tangling into your hair to have something to hold on to. Your tongue slipped into her, swirling around, pulling out her juices, your nose bumping against her clit and she moaned again feeling herself getting wetter with each stroke of your tongue.

“Little whore just loves eating pussy.” Emily commented.

“Mmhmm.” You nodded into Alex’s cunt, the vibrations from your voice rocking though her and she gasped out, hand digging into your hair, forcing your face deeper into her.

Emily grabbed your hips, pulling them up off the bed bracing you on your knees while her hands smoothed up your thighs and over the globes of your ass. She massaged at the supple skin for a moment, savouring the view of your face buried in Alex’s pussy before pinching your ass, pulling a whine from you. You pulled your face up for a gasp as Emily spanked you and you caught Alex’s eye right as your lips wrapped around her clit, sucking it into your mouth.

“Fuck!” Her head dropped back down into the pillows and your lips formed a smirk around her pulsing nub. “So good darling…”

Emily’s fingers slid through your folds, chuckling darkly at how wet you were, your juices smeared over your thighs before she slid the tip of her cock through you and you moaned into Alex’s cunt. She pushed in easily, slowly thrusting until she was completely surrounded by you and you let out a happy groan, your fingers digging into Alex’s thighs.

“Remember slut, you don’t get to come yet.” Emily warned and you nodded again, your mouth still on the other woman who let out a breathy whine at the sensation.

Emily set a steady pace, her hips snapping against yours with each thrust, her cock dragging through your walls, hitting every inch of you. You shifted your lips back up to Alex’s clit, tongue flicking at it as your hand snuck up to her pussy, easily slipping two fingers into her. You did your best to match Emily’s pace while your lips sucked at her swollen nub and you could feel her thighs beginning to tremble around you. You curled your fingers, searching for her g-spot and Alex cried out when your fingers did drag passed it.

“Oh god sweetheart.” Her hands clutched tighter into your hair, “right there…”

Alex could feel fire coursing through her body, the coil tighter and tighter within her as your fingers crooked again, hitting the spongey spot over and over while your tongue lapped at her clit. The sounds echoing through the room were lewd and wet, moans escaping your lips right into her cunt as Emily fucked into you harder. Alex’s body shook, her hips rocking up to your mouth as she moaned loudly,

“Oh fuck!” She swore, her thighs quivering around you, juices dribbling out of her as she hit her peak. Your hand slipped from her pussy, pinning one of her thighs down to the bed while your mouth left a soft kiss on her clit before sinking lower once more. You gently licked around her, sucking up as much of the wetness as you could, cleaning her up as she caught her breath. “Oh sweet girl…. you’re so fucking good at that, so good for mommy….”

“Oh god!” You moaned loudly, mouth finally free, your breath hot against Alex’s skin. Your cunt was fluttering heavily around Emily’s cock, pleasure surging through you. Emily’s fingers suddenly tangled into your hair and she yanked hard, pulling you up flush to her and you let out a whimper, your hips pushing back against her and she chuckled darkly.

“You like that don’t you, you little cock slut?”

“Yes daddy!” You moaned, “feels so good.”

“Thought so.” She grunted, her hand tugging at your hair again, tilting your head back and you gasped. She took the opportunity, tongue darting out to lick up the juices smeared on your chin before kissing you deeply, her tongue surging into your mouth while she sucked on yours, humming at the taste of Alex. Her hand shifted from your hair to your face as she broke the kiss, her thumb on your jaw keeping your mouth open so she could let the mixture of cum and saliva dribble back from her mouth into yours.

“Christ.” Alex swore quietly, having now caught her breath she was quick to sit up on her knees, caging you between her and Emily. “Look so pretty darling.” She cooed, a hand curling around your neck and pulling you to her for a kiss that you whined heavily into, the curve of Emily’s cock hitting just where you needed on every thrust.

Alex nipped at your lip before her mouth dropped to your chest, sucking a nipple into her mouth and you groaned, your head rolling back onto Emily’s shoulder. She wasn’t about to waste a perfect opportunity, her mouth making a home in the crook of your neck while she continued to fuck you, wanting you as marked and bruised as possible in the morning. You were trembling between them, so incredibly close to reaching your high and you knew if it wasn’t for Emily’s arm around your waist and Alex’s hands on your body you wouldn’t be able to stay upright. Alex’s hand trailed down your body searching out your clit and she pinched at it when she found it, pulling a gasp from you, your hips rocking between her touch and Emily’s cock. She began to rub at it in time with Emily’s thrusts, pulling whine after whine from your lips, shaky cries as you surged higher and higher.

“That’s it princess…” Emily husked, biting into your neck, “squirt around daddy’s cock, I know you want to.”

“You’re doing so good, sweet girl.” Alex’s lips brushed across your skin as she spoke, “I can tell you’re close, come for us… let go…”

“You want daddy’s cum don’t you? I know you’re a needy cum slut, you want me to breed you like the whore you are?”

“Oh god! Yes!” You cried out, between Emily’s words and cock and Alex sucking on your tits playing with your swollen clit you were shaking between them, pussy clenching down on Emily’s cock as your juices gushed around it.

“So fucking gorgeous.” Alex murmured, her tongue licking its way up your chest and the column of your neck. Emily gave her a small nod and she shifted on the bed, dropping down into the pillows once more so the other woman could shove you forward.

You let out a small gasp, hitting the bed softly, feeling Alex’s fingers beginning to play with your hair as Emily pounded into you a few more times, her hips snapping sharply against yours before she stilled with a moan, squeezing the base of the toy to shoot her cum deep into you. You let out a satisfied groan, eyes fluttering shut with pleasure at the sensation of being so full. A whimper left you when Emily pulled out and she swatted your ass in retaliation,

“None of that.”

“Oh don’t scold her.” Alex’s voice was soft, her hand stroking at your cheek and your face turned on the bed so you could look up at her through your lashes, “poor girl’s just needy.”

“You’re more than welcome to take a turn.” Emily replied with a grin, nodding toward the box of toys watching the way your eyes moved from Alex to the box and back and Alex chuckled.

“Would you like that darling? Want mommy to fuck you too?” She cooed with a small grin on her cheeks, continuing to stroke at your cheek.

“Yes please…” You nodded, shivering as your cunt fluttered at the sheer idea. Alex shifted from the bed to select the proper toy and you glanced to Emily your brow furrowing as you took in the expression on her face. Alex glanced up from you to the other woman and cocked a brow,

“What?”

“I’m just trying to decide if I’m going to sit on her face and get off or if I’d rather fuck her throat.” She was looking at you while she spoke and she didn’t miss the way your eyes absolutely darkened at the second option and she let out a dark chuckle, “ohoho… you really are feeling whorish tonight aren’t you?”

“Please…”

“Roll over.” She demanded, walking around the bed so she was lined up with your head when you did as she asked. She grabbed your hands, yanking you so your head was resting right on the edge of the bed, able to easily drop off the side. “You know, you may be a little slut but at least you listen.”

“She is such a good girl.” Alex purred, crawling back onto the bed between your legs, her hands softly rubbing their way up your thighs as she spread them wider, fingers tracing through your dripping pussy. “Rather messy though.” She scooped up the mixture of wetness, sucking it off the tips of her fingers while letting out a pleased hum. You gasped when her hand returned to your cunt, gathering it again to smear around her cock.

“That’s what happens when you’re a needy little thing, isn’t it?” Emily redirected her gaze to you, pinching at your chin and all you could do was nod as Alex thrusted her hips, her cock sliding easily into you.

“Fuck…” You could feel each ridge of the toy as she thrusted into you, your cunt clenching around it already, still sensitive from your last orgasm. Alex grabbed one of your legs, tossing it over her shoulder so she could fuck deeper into you and you let out a louder moan, eyes fluttering shut, “oh god… don’t stop.”

“So gorgeous.” Alex murmured, her free hand sliding up your body until it cupped your chest, pinching at your nipple, earning a whimper from you as she picked up the pace. Her cock was hitting the sensitive spot inside you with each thrust, pumping deeper into you with each roll of her hips. Heat already surging through you, a shimmer of sweat coating your body as you trembled on the bed.

“Oh god!” You cried out and Emily took advantage of your open mouth, her hand wrapping around your face to keep your lips parted before sliding her cock into your mouth. You moaned around the toy, feeling it hit the back of your throat as Emily’s hand softly wrapped around your neck so she could feel it through your skin.

Alex leant forward, unable to resist getting her mouth on your skin again, the angle of her cock shifting again and your pussy clenched down around her, a muffled cry leaving your lips. Her mouth wrapped around the nipple she wasn’t playing with, tongue flicking against it before her teeth sunk into your skin. You could taste yourself on Emily, along with a hint of the flavoured lube, your tongue tracing patterns around the toy as it plunged in and out of your mouth. One of your hands reached up, wrapping around Emily’s thigh while the other one wrapped around Alex, holding her tight to you as she continued to fuck you with vigor. Hands and mouths moved with skill and ease, toying with you in the exact way to bring you to your peak.

You were a whining mess, gagging around Emily’s cock as she plunged deeper and harder into you, shaking underneath Alex’s body as her mouth swapped to the other side of your chest, hips snapping against yours faster as you soared higher. Alex could feel the way your thighs were shaking around her, the way your chest was heaving as she continued to lavish it with her mouth, her hand snuck between your bodies, rubbing furiously at your clit. Tears of pleasure pricked in the corners of your eyes as you whimpered around Emily’s cock.

“Take it so well princess.” She praised, her hand squeezing ever so lightly around your throat.

“So gorgeous while doing so too.” Alex panted, her teeth sinking into the curve of your chest once again, sucking at the supple skin in an attempt to leave a mark.

You let out a muffled cry around Emily, your body tensing, hands clenching into the two women as your pussy pulsed around Alex’s cock and your orgasm shot through you like fucking fire. Alex’s hand slipped off your clit, her lips leaving a gentle kiss on your skin as she released your leg, sitting up and slowing her thrusts. Emily plunged her cock into your lips once more, stilling as she squeezed the toy, shooting her cum into your mouth and you sucked at it until you were sure it was clean, gasping for a proper breath when her cock slipped from your lips.

“Good girl.” She cooed, her thumb wiping the stray tear from your cheek as you shuddered, yelping when Alex hit a sensitive spot inside you and she chuckled.

“Sorry sweetheart.” She softly squeezed at your thigh before pulling out, watching the mess drip onto the bedspread.

“Satisfied?” Emily asked with a grin, slipping the strap off.

“Very.” You replied with a happy sigh, finally able to properly catch your breath.

“Good.” She leant over the bed to press a gentle kiss to your lips as Alex shifted to rid herself of the strap.

“Need to get you cleaned up sweet girl.” Her hands rubbed at your legs, “how about a bath?”

“Sounds nice.” You murmured, accepting her hand as she pulled you up to sitting.

“You are rater messy.” Emily teased and you pouted in her general direction, “go, let mommy take care of you, I’ll get these sheets changed.”

Alex’s aftercare was beyond incredibly soft, her hands rarely leaving your body, slipping into the bath behind you so she could massage out your stiff joints and muscles before gently washing you. Her lips would brush against your skin every so often and you were simply putty in her hands, completely and utterly relaxed by the time the water was cooling. Emily appeared in the doorway with your favourite pyjamas, warm from the dryer and helped you get dressed, pressing a series of gentle kisses to your face while she made sure you were okay. Both of the women couldn’t help but grin at the blooming marks and bruises scattered around your body, you would certainly be remembering tonight for at least a week. Back in the bedroom Emily urged you under the covers, flicking on the television as she did so, turning to Alex,

“It’s late, you may as well stay.”

“You sure?”

“One of the reasons we have a California king.” She shrugged, reaching to the bedside table to hand you a pint of ice cream, “hungry?”

“Starving.” You murmured back, pressing a kiss to her cheek before you dug in while Alex slipped under the covers on your other side.

Between the three of you, the ice cream was gone within an hour, container placed back on the table. You were nestled into Emily’s side, Alex’s arm wrapped around your waist, fingers tangled with yours while Emily softly played with your hair, leaving gentle kisses on the top of your head. You were nearly asleep when Emily’s phone began to buzz on the bedside table and you let out an annoyed groan.

“I swear to god if that’s a case…” You weren’t even fully finished your thought when Alex’s started to go off on the other side of the bed and you grumbled.

“Sorry darling.” She chuckled, pressing a kiss to your shoulder before her hand vanished from yours and she rolled away to answer it.

“Good thing you got thoroughly fucked tonight.” Emily teased, leaning down to kiss you, “might actually make it until we’re back.”

“We?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Well, if we’re gone for longer than a couple of days there’s no limit to how needy you’ll get princess.” She slipped from under the covers, “I’ll leave my credit card, why don’t you pick out a couple of new sets, send us some pictures?”

“I do think you’d look stunning in green.” Alex murmured from the other side of the bed, leaning in to kiss you goodbye.

“Now remember, touch all you want, but you don’t get to come unless one of us says so, alright? Try to behave.”

“Yes daddy.”

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whatheoncedid · 2 years ago

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“Hey can you smell this? Do I absolutely NEED to take a shower? You know I fucking hate showers. Water blasting you in the morning. Soap making you all fuckin itchy after… sniff it let me know.” I turned from the sink to see him standing their holding one foot up. “Pete. You’re disgusting. I can smell you from here you animal. You smell salty as fuck, how can you not know?” I said. I was fixing my hair trying to get it to cooperate. “Well that’s just like my regular smell! C’mon! Is it bad enough that I need to shower, because basically no one would even know once my shoes and clothes are on right?” He asked. He was still perched awkwardly. Since I had realized I was obsessed with him I had tried my best not to look at him. I moved in with a straight guy to avoid catching feelings. Now I was head over heels. Desperate for the feeling to pass. Now with him there in a towel, scent filling the room. I was about to scream or blast a load in my work pants. “Pete fuck OFF. You reek everyone talks shit about it, just not to your face— because well, most of you is muscle. Anyway, take a shower, don’t take a shower. It will surprise no one when you smell like a locker room full of cum socks. We ALL expect it, ok it’s a thing. Hear it from your gay friend cause no one else is telling you. Now get out! I gotta get ready for work and I don’t want your…musk, settling on me. OUT.” I said sharply. He slowly put his foot down. He stared at me. He lunged at me and pinned me into the wall. “What the FUCK is your problem?!” He growled. “Pete— I gotta go to work, and it’s early” I was in shock and fumbling for words. “Talk your shit but don’t you EVER be cold with me. ME. Dismissing me like I’m fucking nobody?! Lately you won’t even look me in my fucking eyes dude. Avoiding me. Treating me like a rando. So again what is your fucking problem?!” He was speaking in a voice I didn’t recognize. His expression was one I hadn’t seen. I was at a loss. “Peter—I’m, it’s just” my brain decided to quit. “You know what I think the problem is?” With a quick twist of his hand his towel dropped to the ground. “You fucking want me bro. You crushin on the man of the house? Tryna save face bruh?” His face slowly changed back to the handsome jokester I knew…and loved. “Jesus Christ. I hope you’re not playing a prank on me.” I whispered. He grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his hard on. “Does that feel like a prank to you?” He asked. He was warm, hard, and sticky from sweat. I felt my knees buckle. “Now… I seem to remember asking you to sniff some things? You ready? We’re gonna have some fuuuun bro!” He said lifting his arm. “Uhm—don’t call me bro. Gross.” I said snickering. “Ho-Ho-hooo really? You know you’re gonna pay for that right?” He mashed his sweaty pit in my face. My body went limp as I kept on jacking him. “Thaaaaaat’s it, let it get all over your face…and don’t worry, from now on I’ll call you bitch.”

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runningfrom2am · 2 years ago

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getaway car (r.c)

summary: You and Rafe, who are alike in more ways than you think, get kicked out of class together.

pairing: rafe x reader

wc: 1.8k

tags/warnings: mean!kook!reader, bullying i guess?, highschool!au, swearing

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This particular morning, something in the cool morning breeze woke you up at four am. Wide awake. By the time you paced into your English classroom at 8:01, your uniform perfectly fit (besides the rolled-up waistband on your skirt that had previously landed at a horribly unflattering place above your knees) and an iced coffee in hand, you’d already had enough of the day.

You’d spent the first hour of your day in an everything shower and doing your makeup just the way you liked, all for one boy in hopes you could pass him in the hall and grab his attention. Who was absolutely not Rafe Cameron.

“Oh wow, Y/N- are those fake eyelashes?” The always annoying, better-than-thou attitude having girl who sits in front of you, Ally, asks as you approach your desk.

“Obviously. Same ones I wear everyday.” You reply sarcastically, slamming your stuff down on your desk so it yanks on her hair that she has placed on it. “Dumb bitch.” You mutter under your breath, earning a chuckle from the boys sitting next to you and the seat behind that one- Kelce and Rafe.

“Y/N, let me see!” Your friend who sits behind you says, tapping on your shoulder. You smile as you turn around, avoiding eye contact with either of the boys who were laughing at your comment a moment earlier.

“Oh they’re lovely! They look so soft too! What brand are they?” Bella asks, smiling genuinely and ignoring the scoff the girl in front of you lets out. Bella is the friends with everyone, sickeningly sweet girl, who’s been your best friend since you met at soccer tryouts in freshman year. She had stepped on your toe in her cleats, and stopped the drill to insist you step on her foot back so you were even because she felt so guilty. Obviously, you refused and laughed it off. Everyone loves her- and she’s kind to everyone, no matter what. You don’t know why she’s friends with you, but you balance each other out beautifully.

“Juvias Place.” You reply, fluttering your lashes at her and resting your hand under your chin. “They’re my fave- I’m probably on my eighth pair. And! And they’re like fifteen bucks! Isn’t that crazy?” You grin, letting go of the clearly negative comment the girl in front of you was making.

“Oh wow- yeah that’s crazy.” Rafe cuts in sarcastically and you shoot him a glare.

“Right?” Bella giggles, clearly not getting that he was making fun of you guys. “That’s a really good deal!” She smiles at him, which he returns with a nod, flipping his expression once her eyes land on him. Rafe had always liked Bella as well. He was making fun of her, yes, but he didn’t have the heart to let her know that if she didn’t pick up on the social cues. She just sees the best in everyone all the time, in the way that he doesn’t, and you also don’t.

Sometimes it frustrates you, the way he waves at her in the halls or shouts her name across the field when either of our teams are practicing, (not because you like him or anything, gross) because you know he either A. is making fun of her or B. has bad intentions, which you doubt because he’s never laid a hand on her- as much of an asshole as he is.

You just hate the idea of anyone taking advantage of her kindness. And it’s not like you’re a particularly mean person, but with Bella around, you try and fill that role to protect her. You’re scared that one day she’ll need it, and you’re not afraid to throw hands with anyone who does her wrong.

Class starts and it’s clear that the teacher doesn’t feel like talking this morning, because she just says to discuss the readings in partners that you got to pick yourselves. You instantly turn in your seat to face Bella’s desk, crossing your legs on the chair. “Yay! Okay, we were meant to read chapters 5-10 for today…” Bella starts, pulling the novel from her bag and opening it up.

“Mind giving me the run down? After practice last night I was swamped.” You say, smiling at her hopefully.

“Oh, yeah! For sure.” Bella nods. “First though- down to business, I saw you talking to Quinton this morning.” She whispers, leaning closer.

“Oh, yeah, I brought him coffee.” You shrug and she rolls her eyes at you.

“Okay, duh! Tell me why, tell me everything, did he text you and ask? Or did you text him and offer? Because those are very different. And was it snap? Or did he use your number?” Bella bombs you with questions.

You roll your eyes and shake your head, smiling at her fondly. “Okay, he texted me, number, not snap, and then I offered because I was driving Vanessa and we were stopping for coffee anyways.”

“Number! This is big.” She smiles excitedly, nudging your shoulder. “Next thing you know, he’ll be down on one knee and we’ll be planning your wedding!”

Rafe is glaring over at the two of you, eyes locked onto those fake lashes that he must admit, do look very soft. He rolls his eyes in an effort to get himself to focus on the task at hand, discussing readings he also didn’t do. He couldn’t focus very long considering his partner was fully ignoring him, on his phone still facing the front of the room.

Why do you even like Quinton anyways? That guy’s an idiot- Rafe knows him well, and he knows that besides being a half decent defenseman, Quin is nothing special and is actually known to cheat on his past girlfriends. Why would you waste your time around a douchebag like that?

“Dude- would you stop?” Kelce groans, turning to look at Rafe who is repeatedly punching his back, which started with one hit to get his attention, but continued as his mind wandered and he needed to vent his frustrations.

“No, fuck off. You’re so annoying.” Rafe mumbles, continuing to hit his friend in the back.

“Rafe- for fucks sake, leave him alone.” Your voice distracts him and he stops, shocked that you got involved.

“Why’s it matter to you? Kelce was pissing me off.” Rafe defends, looking at you as you raise your eyebrow at him.

“I literally did not do anything!”

“Exactly- we’re doing group work.”

“Well neither of us read it so what will we talk about?” Kelce says, turning in his seat and trying to rub the aching out of his back.

“Believe it or not, you punching the crap out of your friend because you need endless amounts of attention can be distracting to others.” You say, impulsively reaching back and pulling Rafe’s binder from his desk. It’s always bothered you that he left the sheet that it came with in the front, a flimsy piece of plastic sheet with large graphic letters saying the binders brand and how many sheets of paper it can hold.

“Hey!” Rafe spits, reaching out for it as you pull the plastic sheet out, crumpling it up and throwing it back at him before putting handing his binder back.

“That was bothering me.” You say, and he snatches the binder out of your hands.

“I liked it there.” He mumbles, fully pouting now.

“It did look stupid.” Kelce agrees with you, making Rafe smack the back of his head.

“Rafe, c’mon.” Bella shakes her head at him, hardly looking up from the book.

“Maybe you drooling over Quinton is distracting, have you ever considered that?” Rafe says to you, ignoring her at this point.

“That’s your business how?”

“Oh my god, Y/N, would you shut up for like four seconds? Jesus Christ, you are a walking nightmare!” Ally hisses, turning and smacking her hands on your desk, making you jump.

“That’s actually truly funny coming from you, Ally. Your hair looks like a crows nest and you fucking smell like you haven’t washed your uniform in months. Personally, I’d watch my mouth if I was you.” You spit back, crossing your arms and sitting back in your seat.

Kelce and Bella simultaneously smack a hand over their mouths, trying to stifle their laughter. Rafe makes no such attempts, laughing and nodding, reaching out and gently shoving your shoulder.

“Shut up, Rafe. You’re just mad because I don’t kiss the ground you walk on.” Ally snaps, turning around again to face the front.

“True.” He says, coming down from his laughing fit. “I just kind of think it’s weird, though, that you make fun of Y/N’s makeup when you’re not even pretty to begin with. At least she doesn’t need it.” Rafe says, throwing the balled-up paper you just tossed at him at the back of her head.

You avoid eye contact with him as your cheeks burn from the implications of his comment.

You watch as Ally sniffles, her hand shooting up into the air. “Miss! Y/N and Rafe are calling me ugly!” She shouts out, grabbing the teachers attention when she doesn’t immediately see her hand.

You both simultaneously groan as everyone turns to look at you, the teacher standing up from her desk and pointing towards the door. “You two! Office. Go!”

“I’ll get some notes for you.” Bella whispers as you stand, shoving your books into your bag.

“Thanks, Bells.” You smile sadly at her. Rafe brushes past you as he moves to the door, past Ally’s desk as she looks at him smugly. You follow a few moments behind, stopping at the door as she watches you, pretending to look down and spit into your hand before flipping her off.

“Miss Y/L/N, out. Now!” The teacher urges you out, and you roll your eyes as you step out, adjusting the weight of your backpack on your shoulder with your coffee in your other hand.

You didn’t expect to see Rafe waiting for you, but it makes you smile anyways. Despite your bickering, you are decently good friends. You run in some of the same circles, and honestly you think you have a lot in common. Not that you hangout very much.

“So.” Rafe says, draping an arm over your shoulders. “Are we actually going to the office?”

“Fuck no.” You giggle, shaking your head. “Well, I’m not.”

“Thank god. Me neither.” Rafe laughs as you make your way down the hallway in the direction of the exit to the parking lot. “Are you hungry? We could go get something to eat.”

“Sure. Why not.” You agree, smiling up at him as he pushes the door open for you. “I’ll drive. I’m not getting on that rolling death trap you call a bike.”

“Whatever you say, Sweetheart.” He chuckles, following you toward your car.

part two

A/N: i hammered this out this morning and i think it's just so cute

taglist: @slut4drudy , @madelynie , @mutual-mendes , @sadfury (i just tagged some mutuals who like my other stuff so if you want to be added or removed lmk!!)

reblogs and feedback are very appreciated as always :)

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lipglossanon · 2 years ago

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Waves Keep On Crashing On Me For Some Reason

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This is for all the folks who asked for piss kink with stepbro Leon; hope it doesn’t disappoint! It’s my first time writing something like this 🤭

Please heed the warnings this time cause I know not everyone likes this kind of thing!!! 👍

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, stepcest, piss kink, water sports, dirty talk, name calling, mean Leon, oral (m receiving), cum swallowing

Not proofread ✍️ pretty short too 🫣

Title from Hella Good by No Doubt 🤙

Requests currently CLOSED! 💜

Loose follow up to Dressed Up to the Nines Again but don’t have to read to follow along 👍

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He grins down at your dazed expression as you continue to suckle his cock, “Good thing I didn’t need to piss, could just hold you in place and make you drink that all down too.”’

All week long that moment has been running on a loop in your head. At first you thought it was because you found it to be gross. Leon just being a complete jerk like usual. But as the days wore on, you kept coming back to it and imagining it again and again.

What if he did hold you there and made you drink up all his piss? It makes your pussy hot and wet every time you think on it. You swear you don’t like it, honestly, but just something about it gets you so riled up. Maybe just how unhinged it is, maybe just cause it’s Leon.

You can picture him, holding you in place making you take his cock into your mouth while all that hot urines soaks the back of your throat telling you to drink it all up. Shivering, you feel your nipples harden to the point they’re poking through your shirt while your panties fill with slick.

It’s Friday night and your mom and stepdad are off on their usual date night. Mustering up the courage, you knock on Leon’s door and push it open after he calls out a ‘come in’.

You see him lounging on his bed, swiping through his phone, music playing in the background.

“What’s up? Bored already?” he asks, attention still on his phone.

You fidget in place without answering making him frown up at you.

“Something the matter?”

“I have a question,” you walk over and kneel on his bed, “and it’s only curiosity, okay?”

He closes his phone and sets it aside, “Okay?”

You look down at your hands and pick at your nails.

“H-have you ever, uh, well have you ever,” your voice lowers, “peed on someone?”

“What?” He laughs, “I’m sure I have by accident after getting drunk with some buddies. Why? Are you—“

“No,” you look back up at him in frustration, nerves making you jittery, “I meant like, like what you said the other day.”

His brows furrow, “The other day?”

You lean forward to whisper, “You know when you said you were gonna pee after I sucked you off?”

You sit back on your haunches, heart in your throat.

The confusion is wiped from his face replaced by a smarmy grin, “Ohh. I see what you’re saying. You’re asking if I’ve ever given a girl a golden shower, huh?”

Clamping your thighs together to ignore the pulse of heat that sentence gives you, you nod, “Yeah that.”

He shrugs, still smirking at you, “Why do you wanna know? Interested?”

You lower your gaze, shoulders pulling inwards, “I don’t know.”

“Only one way to find out,” Leon leans against his headboard and pulls his head hard dick out of his sweats, “wanna suck me off?”

You whine before you can stop the noise, slick oozing from your cunt into your panties.

“Yeah you do,” he laughs meanly, cock filling out against his thigh, “get between my legs. Make it easier to wrap those lips around my dick.”

In a daze, you do as he says, shifting over the bedspread until you’re kneeling between his spread thighs.

“Good girl,” he groans, guiding your head down so you can lick and suck at his hardening dick, “gonna fill this little throat with more than just cum, huh?”

You moan, spit dripping from your lips as you suck the fat leaking tip of his cock into your mouth.

“What a slutty little sister I’ve got,” he grips your neck holding you still so he can rock his hips up into your open mouth, “my cum’s not enough, hmm? Need me to piss down your fucking throat?”

Your whimper comes out garbled and wet as Leon fucks his cock into your throat making you gag.

“Never had a girl as nasty as you, baby,” he pulls his cock out with a wet slurping sound and smacks it against your face.

You loll our your tongue as Leon slaps his dick on your cheeks, dragging it across your lips to smear precum all over your face.

“Open up,” he growls, tapping his fat dick on your tongue.

You moan as he slides his cock deep into your mouth, the tip kissing the back of your throat and keeping it there. Swallowing around the intrusion just makes him kick and throb in your mouth.

“Messy girl,” he chuckles derisively, watching as you drool around his cock, “bout to be real messy, right little sis?”

Your eyes flutter as he rocks another couple of inches into your throat, stretching your mouth around the base of his cock. Your body is on fire; your panties are so wet that slick is leaking through your shorts and down your thighs.

You gargle around his throbbing dick, trying to breathe through your nose as he somehow sinks even further into your mouth.

“Use that tongue, princess,” he lightly smacks your cheek with his palm, “work it on my cock.”

Doing as he says, you struggle to run your tongue along the salty skin filling your mouth to its limit. Whining, you lap at his dick, throat clicking when you swallow the spit and precum before it spills over your lips.

“Fuck,” his cock jumps making you cough and push back, thick stringy lines of spit connecting your swollen mouth to his dick.

“Fucking love that,” he groans, smacking his wet cock against your lips, “get that throat slime all over me, princess. Know I’m fucking that tight little hole just right.”

Your eyes are watering, tears slipping down your face as he feeds his cock back into your mouth making you moan, thighs clenching to alleviate the tension in your core.

“You give the sloppiest head,” he sighs, running his hand through his hair to push it away from his face, “so damn good, princess.”

You mewl at the backhanded praise, clit pulsing in time with your heartbeat. Angling your head back, you’re able to suck Leon’s cock more easily into your mouth, lips and tongue working the thick length down your throat until it makes you gag, eyes watering but not letting him pull out.

“Damn, so fucking good,” he groans, watching you with heavy lidded eyes as you cry and choke on his dick.

You keep him there, throbbing and pulsing against your tongue, precum dripping down your throat as you hum and moan around him, brain foggy with arousal. He pushes a little deeper making you gag hard and he slowly pulls out, thick slimy spit hanging from his cock in strings.

He strokes his cock, letting you catch your breath. The wet shlicking noise as he fucks into his fist makes your pussy ache.

“Almost as wet as your pretty cunt, huh? Too bad I’m not buried in that wet little hole,” he mocks you, “but noo, someone just needed to drink big brother’s piss.”

Moaning, you move your face closer to the fist jerking his cock, tongue hanging out.

“Fuck,” he grits out, slapping his cock on your tongue, “get on your knees down on the floor, slut.”

You scramble off the bed, feeling dizzy before sinking down on your knees. Leon stands up off the bed, tossing his shirt and sweats onto the floor at his feet, right where you’re kneeling.

“Gonna cum soon, and you know that that means?” He smirks down at you, stroking his cock right over your face, “you thirsty, princess?”

“Leon,” you whimper, pussy throbbing with want as you put your hands on his thighs.

“Open up for me, show big brother that slutty mouth,” he groans, pushing his cock past your swollen lips to slide into your throat.

With a high whine, you settle on your knees as Leon pulls his cock almost all the way out until just the tip is stretching your lips.

He starts jerking off with quick firm strokes of his hand. Your eyes drag down from his face to his pecs then his toned abs, moaning when you see them flex along with his hips as he fucks his fist.

“Tease the head, princess,” he grunts, stroking himself faster, “mmm yeah that’s it.”

You lap and suckle at his dripping tip, running your tongue over his slit to taste the precum weeping from his cock. Fingers digging into his meaty thighs, you sigh and sink further into that floaty headspace of pleasure.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he pants, hand practically a blur as he jerks off into your mouth, “cumming, fuck, swallow it, swall— yesss.”

Hot spurts of cum fill your mouth and you swallow as soon as it touches your tongue. You moan, eyes hazy as you watch Leon above you. Sticky cum clings to the roof of your mouth making you mewl as you swallow it.

You feel his cock kick as you lap up the last of his cum from the tip. Leon’s hands come up to grab your head. He pushes his cock deeper into your mouth, until the tip is kissing your throat. You whine and let your eyes wander from his abs back up to his face.

With a firm grip, he holds you still as he sighs, “Drink it up now, princess. Don’t wanna make a mess, do we?”

Before you can make any other noise, a small trickle of hot piss leaks into your throat. You whimper and Leon groans as he relaxes more, hot urine now steadily streaming into your throat. He shifts back a little and then fills your mouth with piss making you rock your hips with a moan, eagerly drinking it down.

The hot bitter flavor has you fumbling under your shorts, fingers seeking out your slippery clit.

“God what a fucking slut,” he chokes out a laugh, “almost finished, princess, better not waste any.”

You finger your clit with quick rough circles as you moan and let Leon piss down your throat. He fucks himself a little deeper into your mouth as he finishes up, the hot stream slowly stopping. With a keening moan, you cum in your panties, clit throbbing under your fingertips.

You both sit there for a moment— you in a complete daze as you swallow around his softening dick and Leon just basking in the filthy act.

He finally pulls his cock from your mouth and you shudder out a breath.

Leon pats your cheek and helps you stand on your weak legs.

“Come on, I’ll help you to the bathroom.”

He sits you down on the bed so he can throw his sweats back on then helps you again, practically carrying you out into the hallway.

“Thank you,” you slur, leaning all your weight against his side as he guides you to the shared bathroom.

“I should thank you,” he laughs dropping a kiss on the top of your head, “hell of a way to spend Friday night in.”

You hum and nuzzle into his side further letting yourself relax.

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 11 months ago

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Can you do the MJF x reader opposites. With smut?

Ying and Yang

An: I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET BACK TO I had this post drafted since September but forgot to post it!

MJF X Fem Reader 18+ minors do not interact

Summary: Max is a scumbag and everyone knows it, yet he has always had feelings for Y/n that he is struggling to keep to himself. Everyone adored Y/n and despised Max, maybe that’s what made them work. Word count: 1645

Ying and Yang II MJF MASTERLIST MAIN MASTERLIST

Max’s Pov

I stood backstage watching the group of people that surrounded Y/n. She wasn’t just one of the most popular wrestlers in AEW in the ring but she was also one of the most popular outside of the ring. I knew she acted like she loved all of the attention but deep down all she wanted was five minutes by herself. In a way I felt bad for her. Our co-workers attached themself to her like a leach, draining blood. They all wanted to be her friend but that didn’t mean she wanted to be friends with them. In a way, I feel that’s what made us a good pair. She was loved by all and I was hated.

I could tell by her body language that she wanted to escape the conversation she found herself in. She had just successfully defended the AEW Women's Championship against Toni Storm on this week's episode on Dynamite. The two of them put on an amazing main event. The moment she entered backstage several wrestlers immediately crowded her. Praising her work, wanting nothing but to talk with Y/n. I found it pathetic.

“It was nice talking with all of you but I have to get going” I heard Y/n say. It was almost like some of the people got offended that she left. Times like this I was glad no one liked me.

I followed Y/n to her private locker room and watched as she collapsed on the small couch in the middle of the room.

I sat down next to Y/n and started tracing circles along her exposed back. “Great match tonight”

My words were true, it was a fantastic clean match, neither of them taking any bad falls.

“I’m so tired” Y/n said as her face was buried into one of the cushions. “I just want to go home already!” The past few weeks were nothing but constant travel, unfortunately for us we would not be home for a while.

“I know you're tired Y/n” I told her trying to drag her sweaty body off the couch but failing to do so. “Let me help you” Y/n looked shocked by my words. “Why are you acting so weird, you want to help me? Are you feeling ok? How would you even help?” she asked.

“Friends help each other out don’t they?” Friends, a word I hated. Y/n and I would never work, we were too different but somehow we had actually become good friends, selfishly I wanted more but I knew that would be pushing my luck. Instead I pushed all of that aside and watched from afar. Secretly waiting for the right moment to strike, this was that moment.

“How would you be helping?” She asked, face still buried in the cushions

“First off you need a shower, you are all sweaty and gross. Since you're so tired maybe I can help with that” I told her, as I toyed with the zipper of her ring gear. “Then maybe after that we can go back to the hotel and I can help get rid of some of that stress. Let me take care of you Y/n, I know you need this.” I could tell she was hesitant, she was in a vulnerable state. My words were soft, trying not to scare her but I think that made her more hesitant.

“So, let me get this straight,” Y/n said, as she sat up. Back now pressed against the back of the couch. “You, Maxwell Jacob Friedman, want to ‘take care of me’?”

“Yes, I do, is that so hard to believe?”

“Yeah it is actually. But as much as I hate to admit you are right, I think I do need your help with this. I’m drained”

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As I helped Y/n out of her gear I couldn’t help but let my eyes wander. She was even more gorgeous than I had imagined. I lathered her body up with bubbles and gently massaged the tender muscles in her shoulders. “You need to relax, you are tense,” I told her. “My everything is tense Max” She replied, with a slight annoyance in her voice.

The water burned against my skin but was comforting. Y/n then turned to face me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me in a tight embrace. My brain was trying to comprehend what was going on, somehow I couldn't believe this was actually happening. Y/n whispered a “Thank you” before placing a kiss on my collarbone and exiting the shower.

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Soon Y/n and I left the arena for the evening and got to the hotel, both of us exhausted. I grabbed my things and met Y/n at her hotel room. When she opened the door to let me in I could feel my breath get caught in my throat. She wore a thin tank top that ended right before her navel along with lace panties. I wasn’t sure why I got so flustered, her ring gear was more revealing than her current outfit, not to mention the fact that I just was naked in the shower with her.

Y/n had a warm tired smile on her face as she greeted me, welcoming me inside her hotel room before going under the warm covers. I put my things down and cleaned up before joining her.

“So, what are we going to do now?” Y/n asked

“Whatever you want, I’m a simple man” I responded

“Whatever I want, you say?” Y/n asked with a smirk on her face

I might regret saying ‘Whatever you want’

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Everything happened so fast, I found Y/n on top of me, straddling my hips. “I want to ride you Max” I could feel myself grow hard at her words. She started to grind on me, both of us clothed still but still providing just the right amount of pressure. My hands traced her hips, outlining the curves of her perfect figure. After the crazy night, I had my senses were on fire, I needed her and I needed her now, there was no time for foreplay.

I flipped us over so Y/n was underneath me. I could see the pout on her face, upset that I moved us. I quickly removed my clothing before turning to Y/n, removing her clothing slowly and carefully like she was a present I was unwrapping. Just then she pulled me close, kissing me passionately. We fought for dominance but in the end, I won, or so I thought. I had Y/n pinned on the bed, I held her hands together above her head in one hand and the other on her hips. I didn’t know how but she was able to free herself from my grasp, sliding out from under me. “This isn’t funny Y/n,” I told her with slight annoyance in my voice at the games she was playing. “You said whatever I want right?” Fuck, I knew that would bite me. “I mean I di-” “So Maxwell” Y/n said as she climbed back on the bed “Let me get what I want, let me take care of you,” She said, throwing the words I used earlier back at me.

Although I wanted to argue I couldn’t deny how gorgeous she would look riding my cock. “Fine, whatever” I replied as I laid down on my back. I watched as she slowly straddled my hips, grinding painfully slow on my hard and now angry cock. As much as I needed her now, I couldn’t deny that this was turning me on. “Y/n-” I began to protest against her teasing but she silenced me with a kiss. “Hush” was all she said as she slowly began to sink down on me, taking a moment to compose herself before she began to ride me. She felt like heaven around me, the way her sweet moans filled the room as she began to flutter around me. All of a sudden I felt this jealousy that she had done this to men before but also some pride knowing I would be a part of that. I met her thrusts, adding to deeper penetration. I could feel my orgasm approaching, quicker than I wanted to but everything just felt so good. I toyed with her nipples as she rode me, playing with one as I sucked on the other, then switching to the other. “Fuck Max!” Y/n called out which just made me laugh. I could feel she was close by the way she fluttered around me and the way her thrusts got sloppier. “Fuck you feel so good” I praised, feeding into her growing orgasm. “If you keep saying stuff like that you are going to make me cum” Y/n told me, almost as a warning. “Good,” I told her as I held her close, using her body to fuck myself. Just then I felt her orgasm, which triggered my own. The two of us were a moaning mess as we rode out our highs, making a mess all over each other.

For some reason, I found myself getting a bit emotional which is something I had never done. The number of one-night stands I had had over the years never affected me, the amount of people I had been with never made me feel this way. Was I that in love with Y/n? Was it the fact that this would probably be a one-time thing that made me so upset?

“Are you okay?” Y/n asked me carefully, holding my face in her hands

“Yeah, I-..Uh- I think I just need some air” I told her as I quickly grabbed a towel and went outside to the balcony to compose myself.

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