#I wanna Bite him I wanna Climb that man �� don't @ me

[pinkyjulien]

Oh, I like it when we slow kiss After we get undressed You can trace my silhouette

Valentin & Mitch | 618/?? 🖤 Rest of the set on PillowFort 😌

[dayasusays]

warnings ! — SMUT, requst, headcanons, fem!reader, husband!bruce wayne, breeding kink, soft maledom, dirty talk, fingering

summary ? — he has breeding kink.

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⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who is always so incredibly gentle.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who sometimes comes home from patrol too tense; he sits on the bed and flinches when your palms rest on his strong shoulders and massage them lightly, bringing a slight smile to his tired face.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who prefers to remain silent when he's in your company. when you sit down behind him, beginning to leave wet kisses on his shoulders and back, he lets out a quiet sigh.

“what are you doing, sweetheart?” he relaxes under your kisses.

“what am i doing?”

“kissing me. giggling. trying to relax me.”

“i always do that,” you counter, continuing to snuggle closer to him; bruce can almost feel you under his skin as you climb into his lap and continue kissing him.

his palms settle on your thighs and squeeze gently as he smiles contentedly against your lips. pulling you against him, smelling your shampoo and body odor, whispering something about how much he loves coming home just because of you...

the sensation of your presence is enough to make him breathe faster and press his boner closer to you.

“did you just-…”

“wasn't that your goal, little brat?” wayne smiles down your neck, “you did it. congratulations.”

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who always takes the time to prepare you well; he doesn't know, maybe he'll make you cum on his fingers twice before entering you.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who will always take a slow pace in the beginning, letting you get used to him. he doesn't care how many times you've done it; he only cares that you don't get hurt.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who gets dizzy with how tight you are. “it feels so good in you, love,” he keeps whispering in your ear, nibbling on your lobe and causing you to moan loudly with another thrust, “you're so tight for me, aren't you? good girl.”

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who loves to stop. plunges into you fully, the head of his cock pressing against your g spot, but he stays still. “can you give me a minute, baby?” sighs bruce, throwing your legs over his shoulders and leaving a brief kiss on your leg, “i just want to feel you.”

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who miraculously remembers your agreement that he shouldn't cum inside on days when it's not safe; i mean, he could get you pregnant the first time. just look at this man.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who imagines you with his child and inside, somewhere in his lower abdomen, something tugs hard.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne who never knew he had such dirty desires.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who quickens his pace and pushes harder now; his big palms squeeze your waist while his lips catch your loud moan and lightly nibble your bottom lip.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who moans into your collarbone as you start to squeeze inside harder. “you want me to cum right now, don't you, hun?” bruce comes out almost completely for a second, leaving only the head, but only to crash into your thighs with renewed force with his own, “you want me to cum inside? you want me to get you pregnant?” he bites your shoulder (but not too hard, of course, he doesn't wanna hurt you), holding back his own growl as he pours inside. and the feel of his cock twitching inside you makes you cum right along with it.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who takes exactly a minute to recover and slides out of you easily, leaving a light kiss on your lips. he sits down in front of you, watching you carefully as you try to regain your breath.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who can't take his eyes off the way his semen flows out of you. he swears it's the sexiest thing he's ever seen in his life.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who will definitely talk to you about it. you try not to laugh because his face when you say you wanted to talk about kids a long time ago is a must see.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who laughs softly with you, pulling you onto his lap and resting his head on your shoulder. “so everything's okay? and you want us to…” your confident nod is enough for him to exhale in relief. “then, love, we should do well. how about another round? maybe two?” he whispers in your ear, biting your lobe and smiling.

⌗ — husband!bruce wayne, who can be a little rough sometimes. but just a little, because you're his beautiful wife who makes him nuts and who just agreed to have a baby. ୨♡୧

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[masonmontz]

hiiii :) this is the part 2 of this one bc i couldn't read the entire anon request 😂😂 hope you like it xx (and writing this i realized that i need a man so i'm killing myself)

smut word count: 1,2k

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You and Mason stayed up for a while after dinner watching a series, but he was tired from the trip and fell asleep next to you on the couch. You picked up your phone to check some stories on Instagram, and you couldn't help but notice a photo of Mason from today's game where he was sitting on the bench, but the way he was sitting made it look like his thighs were even bigger.

You also couldn't pretend that you didn't zoom in on the photo to admire your boyfriend's legs and the volume he was showing in his uniform shorts.

“That’s hot” you mumbled and Mason opened his eyes next to you ‘cause you spoke loudly and he woke up. 

“What?” he asked huskily, and you shivered as you felt his breath on your ear. 

“This picture, it looks so good to sit on those legs” you showed him the picture and he smiled, and Mason pulled you against him, pressing you against his strong body. 

“Do you wanna sit on them now?” he left a kiss on your ear, giving you goosebumps all over. You were wearing a tank top and Mason couldn't help but notice when your nipples appeared, so he brought his hand to one of them as he left kisses all over your neck and ear, and you almost squirmed on the couch. “This is interesting.”

“Oh please, you know how much I like your legs and sitting on them” you murmured, closing your eyes as Mason ran his hands over your body. You smiled as Mason bit your neck and you turned around, climbing on top of him on the couch and sitting on his thighs. “You're wearing too many clothes, let's take some off.”

“Don't be bossy” Mason said but leaned over to take off the sweatshirt and shirt he was wearing, leaving his chest exposed for you to run your nails over. “We don’t need this” he said as he pulled down your tank top, and you were only in your panties and tank top since you settled down on the couch. 

Mason rested his back on the couch and you finally sat on his thighs, almost sighing as you felt the muscles there. You wrapped your hands around his neck and leaned in to kiss him, and you couldn't help but grind on top of his legs, and he sighed ‘cause he was getting hard with you turned on by his legs. 

“Are you horny? All that to sit and ride my cock?” he said as he pulled his mouth away from yours, and Mason grabbed your waist and pulled you against his leg again, pulling you forward and making you slide from his thighs to his dick, making you fit your pussy on his hard cock. “Come here, grind on me.” 

You sighed loudly as Mason pulled you back and forth as you straddled him, pressing his cock even inside his sweatshirt against your clit and making you even hornier. 

“Please take off your pants” you begged, biting your lips and closing your eyes as Mason brought his mouth to your nipple and sucked, then you pressed it against his face, pulling his head wanting more. 

“You gotta let me go for this, baby” he spoke softly and you stood up quickly, taking off your own panties while Mason took off his sweatpants and underwear. Mason sat up quickly and pulled you onto his lap, and this time you moaned loudly as you once again grinded against his cock. “So needy, huh?”

“I don't need anything else, please I need this now” you said and grabbed Mason's hard cock, taking it towards your wet entrance, but he stopped you and laughed. “Mason!”

“Hey, calm down, it's going to hurt if it's like this” he said worriedly and you shook your head.

“It won’t, I’m so wet” you said and tried to hold his dick once more, but Mason lifted your hips before you could. “Please.”

Mason kissed you and he held his own cock, masturbating a few times and lubricating the entire length with the precum that came out. He brought two fingers to your wet entrance and ran his fingers through the lubrication, spreading it around too, afraid it would hurt. You bucked against his fingers, because you were so desperate it was funny. 

Mason finally lowered your hips and pressed the tip of his cock to your entrance, and you pressed your hips down and soon Mason was completely inside you. You moaned loudly as he filled you, but you stayed a few seconds without moving to get used to his entire length inside you. 

“You good?” he asked and you nodded, starting to move your hips up and down slowly. “Don't worry, we have time.”

“Stop, I just want you to fuck me” you moaned and bit your lips as you sped up your movements. Mason held your waist and helped you grind against his cock, up and down, back and forth, fast, slow. “Yeah…”

You threw your head back and bit your lips, but at no point did you let go of Mason's hair, always caressing his soft hair. Sometimes you kissed him or his neck, making Mason close his eyes when you ran your tongue over his neck. 

“So good, babe” he groaned and you nodded. 

Mason held you down and stopped you from moving, making you whine and you tried to ride him again, but Mason pulled you up and took his cock out of you.

“What the fuck?” you complained to him, but Mason made you get up and he got up too.

“Lay with your back to me, love” he asked and you obeyed, then Mason quickly climbed on top of you and penetrated you from behind, you moaned loudly with Mason penetrating you hard, and he put his hand on your shoulder so he could keep the movements. “Hm, yeah, you're so tight, love.”

Mason left kisses all over your back, taking care of you even when he was the one having a bad day. He sped up his movements and you knew he was close to an orgasm, Mason was sighing and moaning against your skin and holding you tightly. 

“I’m gonna cum, babe” he whispered, leaving kisses against your neck and ear. It didn't take long for Mason to cum, and you also reached orgasm when you felt his cock throb inside you, you moaned loudly before letting your head fall back against the couch and sighed feeling your inner walls press against Mason's cock, which continued to cum inside you.

“Oh, Mase” you whispered, and Mason lowered his head to leave kisses on your shoulder. You smiled tiredly as he let his body fall on top of you, a little sweaty and panting. 

“We're going to dirty the couch” he said before taking his dick out of you, and Mason stood up and you felt him cum on your back and you also felt the liquid run down your pussy. “I came a lot, oh Lord.” 

You smiled and couldn't even move, Mason sighed and lay down next to you, pulling you on top of him and fitting you against his chest. 

“My legs are shaking” you whispered and Mason smiled, kissing your cheek.

“And all this ‘cause I have the most beautiful legs in England” he whispered, caressing your back and you felt sleepy on top of him. “You good?”

“I've never felt so good” you whispered, and it's true. “And yeah you have those toned legs that turn me on.” 

“You can sit on them whenever you want, babe.”

[yxngbxkkie]

neck kissing (h.j)

i wanna kiss this man's neck 😩 it's all i want 😩 i hope you guys like this! 💓

feedback is appreciated 🥰

"Hanji," you call out your boyfriend's name, walking further into the silent apartment. You find one of his hoodies laying on the back of the couch, deciding to steal it.

You throw the article of clothing over your head, inhaling the scent of his cologne. You hum in content, hugging yourself. You fix your hair as you make your way towards his bedroom.

"Hannie?" You whisper, peeking into the semi-dark room. Jisung lifts his head at the sound of his name, the light from his phone illuminating his facial features. "Hi, baby."

He smiles back at you as you step into the room, shutting the door behind you. "Hey, baby," Jisung mutters after pausing the show he's watching. "What are you doing here? Did we have plans?"

You shake your head while climbing on his bed, laying down beside him. "No, I just wanted to see you," you whisper as Jisung locks his phone.

"Aw, did my baby miss me?" He pouts his lips while setting his phone down. Jisung turns to face you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"I did! You didn't stay over last night like you usually do," you pout, tilting your head to look at him. "I didn't get my Hanji cuddles."

Jisung brings your body into him, your head finding a place in the crook of his neck. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I wasn't feeling well last night," he sighs, dragging his hand up and down your back.

"Anxiety?" You ask him before pressing a light kiss on his neck.

"Hm, a little bit," he mentions, placing a kiss on your shoulder. "I'm okay now though. Don't worry."

You pull back and meet his dark eyes. "Are you sure?" You whisper, bringing a free hard to his cheek. Jisung nods his head, leaning into your touch.

Silence fills the space, and Jisung rests his head back on the pillow, looking up at the ceiling. Your eyes flick down to his neck for a few seconds, dragging a single finger down to the column of his throat.

"I love you, Hanji. I'm here for you," you mutter loud enough for him to hear, scooting yourself closer to him.

He chuckles softly, and you can feel the adam's apple vibrate. "I love you so much, Y/N. I would be so lost without you," Jisung mentions, his hand grabbing a hold of your free one.

You lean back into his neck, pressing a few kisses on his soft skin. Jisung lets out a ragged breath, gripping your hand a bit. "So pretty, Hanji," you whisper, hooking a leg over his waist.

"Baby, I - Shit," he cuts himself off at the feeling of your tongue on his neck. A giggle leaves your lips as he becomes putty in your hands.

You bite down on the spot just below his ear, earning a louder moan from him. "Can I mark you, baby?" You whisper into his ear before capturing his earlobe between your teeth.

"I-I don't know," he stutters while shuffling in his position. "With work and everything."

You trail your lips back down his neck, humming along to what he's saying. "Just one? Please, baby," you whine against his skin.

Jisung brings his hands to your hips, gripping them tightly. "Only one," he caves in. You move your head away from him, looking into his eyes before pressing a messy kiss on his lips.

You grin excitingly as you dip your head back into the crook of his neck. Your kisses are light at first, feeling Jisung glide his hands along your back. You work your magic, taking your sweet time to mark his pretty neck.

Moans leave his lips, one of his hands finding their way into your hair. A shiver runs down your spine at the feeling of him running his fingers through your hair. It's one of your favorite things he does.

"D-Does that mean I can mark you too?" Jisung stutters out, his grip in your hair tightening when you bite down on his neck.

You pull away and admire your work, the dark spot staring you in the face. "Baby, you can mark me whenever you want," you inform him, placing another kiss on his lips.

"You're not doing anything today, are you?" He asks while shifting out of your hold, hovering his body over yours. You shake your head, and Jisung smirks, leaning his face into your neck. "Good. We're gonna be a little busy."

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[rosenclaws]

can I pretty please get a scenario with Eddie (someone like you) like the new years eve party but he does catch you on the way out and shows you how he loves you and how he fucks you

warnings: SMUT, MINORS DNI.

wc: 823

a/n: I got a litttleee carried away but I'm in such an Eddie mood rn sooo this was born!! Hope you like it!

This was a stupid idea. Why did you come here? Just to embarrass yourself? You wrap your coat around your body as you storm out of the house. New Years Eve and you're spending it running away from the man you're in love with. Eddie had told you were he was going to be, even offered to take you but you declined.

As time ticked on you felt longing to be by his side, jealousy wondering if he's going to be kissing a different girl when the clock hit midnight. Against your better judgement you decided to do something spontaneous. Dress up and find Eddie and tell him how you feel. You got to the dress up part and the finding him part but you saw him standing and laughing. A girl looking at him with stars in her eyes.

You were too late. Stupid stupid idea. You locked eyes with Eddie for a second before you turned and bolted out the door. Now you're hurrying as far away as you can get. God what are you even going to say to him tomorrow? Probably another girl will walk out of his bedroom and you just have to smile and pretend like it doesn't kill you inside.

"Wait!" You hear Eddie's voice behind you but you keep walking. A hand on your shoulder makes you jump. It's Eddie. He's panting, out of breath from practically sprinting to make it to you.

"What are you doing Eddie?"

"You came." He's looking at you with this stupidly perfect puppy eyes. A dopey smile on his face.

"And now I'm going home. Enjoy your night Eddie. Keep it down when you get home." You bite harsher than you mean to but you can't help it. He laughs and you get angry, so this is funny to him.

"Come here." He grabs your waist and pulls you into a kiss. You feel and hear literal fireworks as your lips meet. It's midnight.

"Eddie." You gasp as you tilt your head back. He nips at your ear and smiles when you let out a quiet groan.

"I love you baby, fuck I've been in love with you for a long time." He hails down a cab and pulls you inside of it.

The ride back to your shared apartment was buzzing filled with nerves. Your mind swirling with questions and doubts. He practically drags you up the stairs and through the door. He kisses you again but you push him off gently.

"What's with all the hook ups then Eddie?" If he loved you then why would he be bringing a new girl home every week.

"Because I'm a fucking idiot who's scared of love. I don't deserve you baby, no strings attached is easier than facing my feelings." He confesses. He's gently sliding your coat off and kissing your shoulders. Mumbling apologizes and promising that he loves you. Swearing he'll show you every minute of everyday if you let him.

"Then prove it, prove that you love me." You yank his tie off and push him towards your bedroom.

"Don't wanna fuck on the same bed that you have your one night stands in." You say as you both undress. Eddie grins, loving the possessiveness in your voice as he sheds the last of his clothes.

"I'll buy new sheets." Eddie grabs your waist and guides you to the bed. Pushing you down and climbing over you.

"I'll buy a new fucking mattress if you want."

Time seems to blur as you get lost in the pleasure. Nails leaving scratches in his back, his fingers digging into your skin. The sweet sounds of sex. He's got your hands pinned to the bed, lips tracing your jaw as he fucks you hard and dirty. You can barely think as he brings you over the edge over and over again. Fuck you get why girls can't seem to stay away from him. Too bad he's yours now.

You're spent and tired but Eddie won't let you get up. The sheets are a mess and so are the two of you. He's got an arm locked around your waist. His chin resting on your shoulder as he gently runs his hand along your body.

"Pretty good way to start the new year." He says with a cheeky grin. His hand drifting lower beneath the sheets.

"I guess..." You say with a teasing voice. Smacking his hand away and rolling over so your facing him. He scoffs and flops onto his back. A fake look of offence on his face.

"Considering the way you were screaming my name, I think I deserve better than I guess." You rest your head on his chest and cuddle close to his side. You pretend to think and sigh. His arm comes to your side and you feel the happiest you've ever felt. Like you were meant to be here, next to Eddie.

"Oh alright, it was okay."

"Babe you're really hurting my ego here."

[munsonsprincess11111]

Sleepover.

Eddie munson x reader:

Summary: Eddie's friends decide to all have a sleepover at the trailer. Eddie completely forgets and invites you over.

Eddie's on top of you head on your chest arms around your waist. You've got your legs spread for him to lay in between one hand stroking his back. The other stroking his head. "This is nice." HE mumbles closing his eyes relaxing into your touch.

Your eyes slowly begin to shut when there's loud banging on the door. Eddie jumps out of his skin sitting up. Eddie and you both look at eachother with wide eyes. "If that's the cops m jumping out the window." Eddie says standing up pulling his shirt down getting his shoes on.

"I'll get the door." You mumble walking over to the door. Peeking through the peep hole. "Babe it's only the boys." You shout laughing.

"Ah fuck." Eddie shouts in the distance running down the hallway. "Fuck I forgot they wanted to stay here tonight." HE says biting his lip looking at you. You step out the way and let Eddie open thr door. He let's the group of boys in and says hello to them all. Then Gareth sees you. "OH hey y/n why are you here..." HE askes confused.

Eddie groans "OK I'm sorry I forgot. I completely forgot you guys wanted to stay and invited y/n over for the night. And then you was knocking on the door so I don't know what you want me to do." HE says looking like a child crossing his arms over his chest.

The group of boys groan. Sudden wash of anxiety running over you. "I can just go." You say trying to fix Eddie's mess up.

All the boys says yes and nod. Except Eddie he looks at you annoyed. "NO. Nope. Your not going OK." HE says ignoring the boys.

"Eddie its fine OK." You says smiling walking to Eddie's room to get your bag. He followed after you. "I'll see ya on Monday." You say kissing his cheek. Before he can protest you've walked out the door.

The boys all whooping and cheering Gareth putting beer on the table n the boys taking one. "Common man don't be a downer." Gareth says handing Eddie a beer.

-2 hours later-

" we should all call our girlfriends." Jeff suggests. Eddie's eyes shoot up at him frowning. The boys agree. Going to the phone. First Gareth calls his girlfriend saying he loves her ans stuff. Then Jeff telling his girlfriend he can't wait for there date on Sunday. And then they get Eddie to call you.

You answer within 2 rings. "Hello" you answer.

"Hey babe it's me." HE says glancing at the boys. "What's up Eddie?" You ask sounding slightly disappointed.

"Nothing much just making sure your OK." HE answers biting his lip. "Yeah I'm OK are you?"

Eddie looks at the guys who are silently laughing. "Yeah I'm fine. Glad your OK I'm gonna come over tomorrow at 11 am to spend time with ya OK?" HE askes twisting his ring.

"Yeah that's fine see ya then babe." You answer. "Kay great I love you." HE says looking at his feet.

"I love you too." You say hanging up. The boys start laughing when he puts thr phone down at how awkward Eddie was. He rolls his eyes and sits on the couch.

-

1:34 AM. the clock starred at him. The others where asleep. And Eddie couldn't sleep. He needed you. He crept up from his spot on the floor over to the door. Silently grabbing his keys slipping his shoes on walking out the door closing it silently.

He got in the van and drove out the trailer park. He parked a block away from your house and walked around to your window which was left open a crack. Lucky for him. He slid the window up and slipped through. He took his shoes off placing them next to the window. He took off his jacket dropping it with his shoes. Then putting his keys on your desk.

He crept to your bed climbing in next to you. "Babe?" HE whispered. Nothing.

"Princess." HE says a little louder. You stir wnd then go back to sleep. "Y/n." HE says louder making you jump awake. Calming when you see who it is.

"The fuck you doing here." You ask half asleep running a hand through his curls. "Can't sleep wanna come back to the trailer with me n go sleep. I'd crash here but I don't want to leave them dicks alone." HE says kissing your cheek.

You nod. Eddie helps you up putting his jacket on you. You slip on your slippers as Eddie slips on his boots. He goes out the window first. You follow him out grabbing his hand as you stand. He wraps and arm around your shoulder walking to the van like that.

Once in the van you turn on the heater nuzzling into Eddie's jacket holing the hand that's not on the steering wheel.

"I felt really bad about you going earlier. N then you sounded pussed on the phone. N I couldn't sleep. So I come to get ya. Sorry if that's annoying." HE says starting at the empty roads

You shake your head. "I was kinda annoyed at the others reaction when I said I'd go. But I'm glad you come to get me. I don't mind you woke me up. Rather be with you then on my own." You say running a finger over his knuckles. You look over at him and see how he looks in the streetlight. Making you smile.

"I love you." You whisper to him. He stops at a stop light. There were no over cars about but he did for the first time in his life. "I love you too." HE whispers back kissing you sweetly.

You arrive at the trailer and Eddie helps you out. Opening your door for you. Then the trailer door. You enter the trailer feeling comfort at the feeling of Eddie. You slip your shoes off so does Eddie. But you keep his jacket on until your in his bed. His arms go around your waist. Yours around his neck so you can stroke his head. He's out like a light within seconds. One more kiss on his head and your out.

-

The boys notice Eddie's gone so doug walks down to his room. Only to see you both tangled in eachother fast asleep.

"Y/ns here Eddie's asleep." HE tells the others. The others nod. Gareth rights a note for Eddie when he awakens.

Can't believe you ditched us to go get your girl ya softy. Great night call us when your alive.

They pack up and leave.

-

Eddie wakes up and goes into thr living room seeing the boys have left and the note. He called Gareth asking him to call thr others for him. Then he heads back to his room. Climbing into his bed behind you kissing your neck.

You stir awake smiling feeling Eddie kiss your neck. You turn your head catching his lips on yours. "Morning." You smile.

"Morning gorgeous." HE smiles kissing you again.

"The guys already left so you can walking around naked if ya wanna." HE smirks running his fingers up your side. You giggle at Eddie.

"That make you happy?" You ask smirking. He nods like a child hair going everywhere. "Come shower with me then if your lucky. Maybe." HE needs no more convincing. He stand up pulling you up. Dropping his pj pants and boxers. Taking off your shirt dropping your shorts and panties.

He pick you up bridal style. Your laughing as he kissing you as you enter the bathroom.

"I love you."

"I love you too ya douchbag." You say kissing him

[mysticalmallard]

♥︎ Spending the night for the first time ♥︎

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♡ This one includes: Tig Trager, Herman Kozik, Jax Teller, Opie Winston, Chibs Telford, Juice Ortiz, Happy Lowman ♡

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Tig Trager

He yawns as he looks at the clock on the wall, noticing the time.

"Damn, it's late. You can take the bed, darlin'. I'll just crash on the couch."

He heads over to the couch and falls, landing on his back. He kicks his legs back and forth dramatically, getting comfortable.

"You don't have to do that Tiggy, is your bed not big enough for two?" She giggles

He smiles and sighs.

"Oh no, it is. I just didn't want you to feel awkward or nothin'. But if you don't mind sharing the bed, I don't mind at all."

He stands and walks into the bedroom, flopping down on the bed.

"But I do wanna warn you. Snorings a huge problem of mine."

He grins, looking up at her.

"And I'm a bit of a cuddler, too."

she laughs, joining him in bed

Tig lays down, pulling her to him. He sighs, resting his chin on top of her head.

Herman Kozik

Koziks girlfriend was spending the night at his place for the first time, and she was both excited and nervous. As she got ready for bed, she couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious in just a oversized T-shirt and panties. "Do I look okay like this?" she asked Kozi, who was already in bed.

Kozi looked up from his phone and smiled warmly. "You look perfect," he reassured her. "I like seeing you in my clothes." He patted the bed next to him. "C'mere."

She smiled back and climbed into bed next to him, snuggling up against his side. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.

"Relax," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "You being here is all I care about."

Kozik chuckled and gave her a playful nudge. "You're so tense. What are you worried about? we've shared a bed before and you know i don't bite... unless you ask me to." His eyes glinted with mischief as he gave her a wink.

She laughed, some of the tension in her body easing at his joke. "I don't know," she admitted, pressing her face into his shoulder. "I guess I just want everything to be perfect. I don't want to mess this up."

Kozi's expression softened. He stroked her hair gently and said, "Hey, there's no such thing as perfect. And you're not gonna mess anything up. I want you here with me, that's all. Just be yourself, and we'll figure it out together, okay?"

Jax Teller

Jax had been seeing his new girlfriend for a few weeks now, and he was falling for her hard. But he was a man who was used to living a certain way, and he knew that spending the night together would change things.

He had a rule - he never let women stay over. But he wanted her to, this time.

He watched her as she got ready to leave, his eyes roaming appreciatively over her body. She looked so beautiful, her hair down and cascading down her back, but there was something deeper than just physical desire.

As she looked up at him, he saw a vulnerability in her expression that tugged at his heartstrings. He wanted to have her close, to protect her, to wake up with her in his arms.

"Stay tonight. Stay with me." His voice was soft and low, the words coming out more like a plea than a demand. Jax knew he was taking a chance by breaking his own rule, but it felt right. The connection he had with her was different from anything he'd ever experienced before.

She looked slightly taken aback by his suggestion. She hadn't expected him to ask her to stay, but now that he had, she found herself contemplating the idea. Staying the night seemed like a big step, a move that would bring them closer together. She knew that if she agreed, things would never be the same between them.

She looked back and forth between his eyes, her expression a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. She had never seen this more vulnerable side of Jax before. For a long moment, it seemed like she was contemplating what to do.

Then, slowly, she nodded her head, her mouth curving up into a small smile. "Okay. I'll stay."

Opie Winston

Opie had never been one for emotional attachments they just didn't seem like a good investment anymore. But then she walked into his life. He hadn't been expecting it, but he found himself drawn to her, the way she smiled, the way she laughed, the way she carried herself.

And now, after weeks of dating, he felt something shift. He found himself wanting her to stay the night. It was a big step for him. It would be the first time sleeping next to someone since Donna.

He nervously cleared his throat, looking down at his hands as he spoke. "So, I know we've been dating for a while now, and things are going pretty well, right? And I was thinking... well, I don't know, maybe you could stay the night? Tonight?"

The words came out more like a question than a statement, and he didn't look up to meet her eye. He was feeling uncharacteristically vulnerable, and he didn't know how she would react.

The silence that hung in the air between them felt like an eternity, and Opie couldn't bear to look up. He braced himself for rejection, ready to laugh it off and brush it off as a joke. But just as he was about to speak, he heard her voice.

"I'd like that."

The words were simple, but they were like a breath of fresh air to him. He looked up, surprise written on his face, as if he hadn't really expected her to say yes. But there she was, smiling at him, her eyes warm and gentle.

"Really?" he asked, still a hint of disbelief in his tone. He ran a hand through his hair, feeling a mix of relief and excitement wash over him.

"Yeah." She confirmed with a laugh. "I'd love to spend the night here with you. I just wasn't sure if you were ready for something like that."

Opie exhaled a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. "To be honest, I wasn't sure either," he admitted with a sheepish grin.

He reached out and took her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. "But i'm ready now. I want you to stay. I want to wake up next to you."

Chibs Telford

The evening had drawn to a close and it was well after midnight. Chibs was sat on his couch with his lass, wrapped in his arms and cuddled under a blanket, the two of them watching a random movie on TV. Chibs was slowly tracing patterns on her hip with his thumb as they both stared at the screen in front of them.

“Ye staying over tonight?” He asks in a low voice, glancing down at her.

“Yeah, if that’s alright with you.” She responds, tilting her head up to look into his eyes.

Chibs smiles and nods, resting his chin on the top of her head. “Absolutely.” He says, shifting to pull her tighter against his chest. “That’s fine with me.”

The movie continued on, though Chibs was more focused on his girlfriend than the plot unfolding in front of them. Every now and then, he’d place a soft kiss on her forehead or the top of her head and rub small circles on her hip.

Once the movie finally came to an end, he grabbed for the remote and shut off the TV before shifting to look down at her again. “Ready for bed, darlin’?” He asks in a low voice.

Chibs chuckles softly under his breath as he looks down at her already fast asleep, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He reaches out to brush a few strands of hair out of her face before carefully maneuvering around her to pick her up in his arms bridal style.

She stirs slightly, burying her face into his chest and wrapping her arm around his neck. He carries her towards his bedroom, kicking the door open with his foot and entering the room. He sets her down on the bed carefully before going around to the other side to lay down next to her.

Chibs wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her closer towards him, her back pressing against his chest. He nuzzles his face into her hair, inhaling the scent of her shampoo.

As he pulls the covers up over them, he can’t help but think about how nice it was to have her there with him. It had been a while since he’d had a woman spend the night with him and he found himself getting comfortable with the idea. He places a soft kiss on the top of her head before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep with her in his arms.

Juice Ortiz

Juice laid in bed, shirtless with his boxers on. Rubbing his eyes he looked over at his phone and read the time, 10:46pm. He heard the water running in bathroom, he knew his girlfriend was taking a shower.

He groaned and tossed his phone down on the bed, he laid there staring at the ceiling patiently waiting for her to come out the bathroom.

The water finally turned off, he turned to glance at the bathroom door. He heard her humming. He rolled on his back and groaned impatiently. After 10 more minutes of waiting she came out the bathroom, with her hair in a towel already dressed Juice frowned realising he wanted her to stay.

"What are you doing?" Juice mumbled, she glanced over at him smiling. "Getting ready to go home." She stated.

Juice grabbed her wrist and tugged her back down towards him. "Stay." He mumbled with a pout.

"I can't, i have work in the morning" she pouted back, but Juice tugged her until her back was against his chest and his arm was wrapped around her waist.

"Stay the night." He mumbled into her ear.

"Juice" she whined.

"Just this once?" Juice pleaded.

She was about to protest again but his pout and puppy dog eyes made her melt. "Fine" she mumbled, rolling her eyes and juice smirked.

He kissed her shoulder and tightened his grip on her waist. "Good." He mumbled into her skin. He shifted them so they were both laying down and he was spooning her.

"Juice, you got to let me up so I can change again. I'm not sleeping in jeans," she laughs.

Juice groaned and tightened his grip. "No, stay like this." He mumbled, and she laughed some more.

"Come on, I'll be quick." She said while trying to move. Juice gripped her hips and pulled her back to his chest, wrapping his arms around her torso.

Juice buried his face in the back of her neck, inhaling her scent. He kissed a few spots and then planted one final kiss on her shoulder before mumbling against her skin. "You're not going anywhere."

Happy Lowman

Happy was in his apartment on the couch waiting for his girlfriend to arrive. It was the first time she was staying overnight, and he had spent the evening tidying the place up and making sure everything was perfect.

As the clock ticked on as he sat in silence watching it, there was a knock on the door. Happy jumped up from the couch and went to answer it. Standing on the porch was his girlfriend, drenched from the rain.

"Hey Hap, thanks again for letting me crash here I didn't wanna deal with my roommates drama tonight" she says backpack on her damp sholder.

Happy grins, admiring her wet appearance before pulling her inside and closing the door behind her. "It's no problem. I'm glad you're here."

She shivers, and he wraps his arms around her, drawing her close to him."Cold?" he asks, rubbing his hands up and down her back.

She nods, leaning into him, her body still shivering. "Freezing."

Happy smirks and leads her further into the apartment, towards the bedroom. "Let's get you out of these wet clothes then."

They enter his bedroom and he reaches out to unzip her jacket, his hands skimming over her curves as he helps her out of it. Her shirt is next, and he pulls it off over her head, exposing her bare skin to his gaze.

He tosses her one of his shirts from his draws as she pulls her jeans off. She slips the large shirt over her head and onto her body, the soft material falling down to cover her thighs.

He watches her admiringly, his eyes tracing over her figure. "You look better in my shirt than I do," he says with a smirk.

She smiles and rolls her eyes as she playfully swats at him. "Shut up."

He chuckles and pulls her closer, his arms wrapping around her waist. "I mean it, you look good in anything - or nothing."

"Come on we agreed, no more fun stuff until we figure us out" she pouts looking up at him.

Happy sighs and rests his forehead against hers, knowing she's right. "Fine, no fun stuff. But that rule doesn't stop me from being able to admire you." He runs his fingers through her damp hair, his touch gentle as his hands trail down her neck and settle at her hips. He pulls her closer against him, their bodies pressing together.

"I'm still gonna enjoy having you here though," he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly as he pulls her towards the bed.

They crawl into bed together, under the covers. He wraps himself around her, his strong arms enclosing her in a protective embrace. She snuggles into his chest, feeling warm and safe in his arms.

"Mmm, this is nice," she sighs, her breath fanning across his skin.

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

Part 2 of South of Heaven! (Last one!)

●Damian Priest x Reader●

●18+, SMUT●

Summary: Aftermath of your training session with Damian.

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We get to his hotel room and he immediately throws his bags to the side pulling off his shirt. I bite my lip standing infront of him admiring his body. He picks me up and throws me on the bed climbing ontop of me. He lifts up my shirt, taking it off and starts kissing on my collarbone. I moan throwing my head back against the pillow.

"God your moans are beautiful."

He bites my shoulder a little causing me to moan again. He smirks looking up at me and slowly runs his hand up my stomach. He runs his hand up my neck and grips it really hard.

"This is what you wanted. Isn't it?"

I try to shake my head yes but he has a tight grip on my neck. He lets go and moves down, taking my pants off. I watch him biting my lip breathing slowly. He kisses the inside of my thighs, slowly taking my thong off. I moan looking at him.

"Damian."

He stops, quickly crawls back up and grabs my throat hard, making me gasp. He moves his lips next to my ear biting on it a little.

"In the bedroom, it's Daddy. Got it?"

I gulp and shake my head yes. He grips my neck a little bit tighter.

"What did I just say?"

"Yes Daddy."

"Good girl."

He lets go of my neck and starts kissing around where his hand was. I bite my lip moving my hips a little bit.

"Daddy. I need you."

He smirks looking up at me.

"You are a needy girl."

He stands up, slowly taking his pants off and I sit up watching him biting my lip. He tosses his pants and grabs the band of his boxers looking at me smirking.

"You wanna see him?"

"Yes please Daddy."

He slowly takes his boxers off and his dick flings out of them hitting his stomach. I gasp looking at it wide eyed. He lets out a little laugh looking at my face.

"Is there a problem?"

"Ummm.... wow."

"Don't worry. I'll be nice and easy."

He puts a hand around my neck and pushes me onto the bed. I gulp as he spreads my legs apart with one hand. He grips my neck a little bit and starts rubbing my heat a little bit with his fingers. I jump a little from his touch and try to close my legs. He grips my neck a little harder looking up at me.

"Open your legs. Now."

I gulp opening my legs back up and he let's go of my neck. He spits in his hand and rubs it all over my heat making me moan loudly. He starts slapping his dick against my heat than slowly starts sliding inside of me. I grip the bed sheets and arch my back moaning really loud. He pulls out to just the tip than slams it all inside of me.

"Fuck!"

He smirks, puts his hand around my neck gripping it nicely than starts pounding into me. I yelp gripping the bedsheets hard arching my back. He goes for about twenty minutes until I start to feel his thrusts getting a little slower. He gives me a few more hard thrusts than he releases his load inside of me while I cum all over his dick. He pulls out and collapses next to me in bed. We are both breathing heavy looking at each other. He puts a hand around my neck and pulls me towards his face. He kisses me very slowly and I return the kiss back. He pulls back looking at me.

"Y/N?"

"Yes Damian?"

He puts a hand on my cheek lightly rubbing it.

I giggle looking at him.

"Well not everything."

"What else do you want?"

"You to officially be my man."

"Well first off, would you like to be my girlfriend? Future wife?"

"Yes!"

He grabs my face kissing me hard. I run my fingers through his hair kissing him back. The sound of his phone ringing breaks up our kissing. He leans over, grabs his phone off the nightstand and looks at it.

"Oh man. It's Rhea. One second."

He answers the phone than puts it on speaker.

"Yes? What's up?"

"Hey Dam. We were wondering if you wanted to go get some lunch with us."

"Yeah. I'll go."

"Y/N can come too."

"Sweet."

"Oh and Dam?"

"Yes?"

"We all just heard what happened in your room. Did you forget we are next door?"

Rhea knocks on the wall and I cover my mouth shocked. Damian laughs and hangs up the phone on her.

"Okay babe. Let's go have some lunch with them."

I get up and get changed. Damian does the same real quick. I fix my hair and put my shoes on while he does the same. We walk out of the room and they are all walking out of the other room. Rhea looks at us and shakes her head slightly smiling. Damian grabs my hand and we head off to lunch with everyone.

The end!!

[parismemes]

SENTENCE STARTERS FROM EPIC: THE MUSICAL - THE WISDOM SAGA

LEGENDARY

"It's just me, myself and I."

"I'm stuck with your stories, but no clue who you are."

"Come and give me a sign."

"If I fight those monsters, is it you I'll find?"

"I know life and fate are scary, but I wanna be legendary."

"There are strangers in our halls."

"It's not much longer we can stall."

"They're getting impatient. Dangerous, too."

"I would fight them if I was half as strong as you."

"Somebody help me!"

"Come and give me the strength."

"Can I do whatever it takes to keep my mom safe?"

"Where is he?"

"Give me a chance. A single opportunity."

"Don't you dare call my mother a tramp!"

"What'cha gonna do about it, champ?"

LITTLE WOLF

"Wanna entertain me?"

"Let's see how you take this."

"You've made your worst mistake here."

"You'll have run out of bones to break when you and I are through."

"I'll teach you all the lessons your daddy never could."

"This cruel world doesn't give out presents just for being good."

"Don't you know it's fight or fly?"

"Run away before you die."

"Need some help?"

"What's going on here?"

"I suggest you fight back."

"Uppercut him. Now."

"Woah, that is so sick!"

"Let's try this again."

"I've no respect for bullies."

"Let's teach this dog a lesson in front of all his kind."

"One young wolf has a larger heart than all these men combined."

"Show them that you've got some bite."

"Don't go down without a fight!"

"...Maybe I pushed you a bit too hard."

"Go back and cry in your corner."

"Tell me why you came to my aid."

WE'LL BE FINE

"I had a friend before, and he was a lot like you."

"Maybe, if I'd made a different call..."

"I don't know who your friend is."

"My time with you's been splendid."

"I got in a fight and I didn't die!"

"I've never felt strong before."

"You're my friend, I couldn't ask for more."

"Maybe it's time that you lend a hand."

"If not his friend, then mine."

"Maybe to fall is to learn one way."

"Maybe it's all gonna turn out great."

"I know we'll be fine."

"I know it's light you'll find."

"You're a good kid."

LOVE IN PARADISE

"Old friend, it's been ten years since I last saw you."

"Let's see where you've been."

"Where did you go?"

"Morning, sleepyhead! You've been resting for a while."

"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"I've got all you could want here!"

"Just you and me, my dear."

"Soon into bed we'll climb, and spend our time..."

"I'm not your man."

"I'm what you want."

"From here on out, you're mine."

"Hell no, I could kill you where you stand!"

"Last I checked, goddesses can't die."

"We've got all we could want here."

"No one can come or go."

"I don't belong here!"

"There's something wrong here."

"Time can take a heavy toll."

"All I hear are screams."

"Get away from the ledge."

"You don't know what I've gone through."

"You don't know what I've sacrificed."

"Come back inside, dear."

"Let me close my eyes."

"I'll stay inside your heart."

"Life would be so much worse if you had died."

"Stay in my open arms."

"He needs my help."

GOD GAMES

"Rarely do I ask for favors."

"Divine intervention; is that what you seek?"

"You're playing with thunder for a man full of shame."

"Why not make it a game?"

"Bring it."

"We all know I'm a fan of catchy songs."

"All he did was reimburse them."

"Trust is not given, it's forged."

"Why should I give him my support?"

"If you make the right decision, he can still build a future with those who miss him."

"He was busy fighting."

"Let him feel the pain that his mother felt and rot."

"Please reconsider this!"

"Really, ___, these old tricks?"

"What kind of sick coward holds back his power?"

"Tell your lover that a broken heart can mend!"

"To get back to his homestead, he'll make everybody bleed."

"He's got the mind of a genius."

"I've played your game and won!"

"You dare to defy me?"

"No one beats me."

"Bring her through the wringer."

"Is she dead?"

"Let him go, please!"

[toomuchracket]

road trip (dj!george x reader smut)

day 11 of summer75. warnings for public sex (but like in a deserted area) and the d word. enjoy <3

“d'you wanna tell me where we're going, or…?”

“nah,” george smirks, putting his arm around the back of your seat as he reverses the car out of the parking space you miraculously scored right in front of your airbnb; you bite your lip in response, and all but moan when he starts driving and his hand moves to rest on your thigh. “just want you to enjoy the journey, angel.”

“oh, i am.”

yeah, the scenic drive through ibiza's old town is beautiful, all old buildings and fresh sea air and breeze tousling your hair, but you're less referring to the literal journey than you are to your relationship with george. what began as a one-night-stand with the hot dj became a regular saturday night shag, then evolved into midweek sleepovers and dinner dates, which graduated to you keeping a set of your skincare products in his bathroom and meeting his family, and now he's introducing himself as your boyfriend to everyone and taking a great interest in when the lease on your flat runs out “for no reason. none at all. just curious, babe”.

oh, and, of course, he's flying you out to shows as an excuse to take you on as many holidays as possible. and telling you he loves you in bed, when he thinks you've fallen asleep before him.

you're enjoying the journey, alright.

sighing happily, you look over at your man, movie-star cool in his sunglasses with his jaw set sexily in concentration. at your noise, he turns to look at you, smiling so sweetly you could cry. “what are you looking at, hmm?”

“you,” with a wink, you lift george’s hand from your leg and kiss it, enjoying the way he blushes. “think you're gorgeous, actually.”

“fuck off,” george laughs, squeezing your thigh. “you're the gorgeous one here, darling.”

“have you ever considered the fact that we might both, in fact, be gorgeous?”

“nah,” he leans over to kiss your cheek, whining when you don't turn your head. “kiss, please, angel?”

“you're driving!”

george sighs, moving to sit properly in his seat again. you roll your eyes, leaning over the centre console to press a kiss to his cheek, stubble making your lips tingle quite deliciously. “as soon as we park wherever we're going, baby, i'll give you a proper kiss. deal?”

“i can work with that.”

“lovely,” you look to your right, the scenes on the side of the road changing from old buildings to fields, the sea sparkling in almost invitation beyond. “where is it we're going, anyway?”

“not a fucking clue,” george hums, kissing your hand when you turn in panic. “we'll find somewhere, angel. just wanted to take a drive with my girl.”

the panic dissipates completely from your body when he says that, replaced by a sort-of giddy fizzing in your stomach. “you're a sweet one, george.”

he smiles, eye crinkles visible under the legs of his glasses. “takes one to know one.”

you both spend the remainder of the drive like that, volleying sweet compliments back and forth and gently kissing each other's hands and cheeks and heads. by the time george parks at a deserted hilltop viewpoint overlooking the shore, in a parking space he spent fifteen minutes looking for after you gasped at the beautiful view, you're quite desperate to kiss him properly, to harness the romance of the moment in your favourite way. when he shuts the engine off, you pounce on him - well, climb awkwardly across the handbrake - and settle on his lap; george's hands tenderly come up hold your face, and he kisses you.

however tender your boyfriend's touch may be, his lips are most definitely not. george always kisses you like he might never see you again (not bloody likely - if he ever leaves you, you're going with him), lips practically inhaling you, tongue tracing your mouth before licking into it like it’s melting ice cream, teeth slowly sinking into your lips and drawing whimpers from your throat. which, as it stands, is his next area of focus - you gasp, grinding down onto him as his lips travel across your jaw and onto your neck, kissing the soft flesh and sucking a trail of marks all the way down to your collarbone, before he licks a long stripe up towards your face to get his lips on yours again. a big hand sharply meets your asscheek, making you grind harder down onto the hardening bulge in george's shorts, before it mirrors its opposite and digs into the soft flesh of your hips to hold you down.

like you'd even want to move.

it's george who pulls back first, wild-eyed and breathing heavily. he smiles at you, humming happily when you slide your hands to rest on his chest. “hi, baby.”

“hi,” you whisper giddily. “that was a really, really good kiss. thank you.”

“god, you're cute,” he kisses your nose, then smirks. “didn't think you'd be this cute when i first met you, to be honest.”

“no?”

“not with how desperate you were to take me home and get me into bed, no,” he laughs, and your heart soars in spite of the fact he's taking the piss out of you. “but look at where we ended up.”

“yeah,” you kiss him, slow and sweet. “got your own personal little groupie, now. well,” you correct yourself. “girlfriend groupie.”

“the dream, really,” george returns your kiss. “thank you for coming with me, by the way, angel. means a lot.”

“of course. m'proud of you, g,” you smile, playing with the chain around his neck. “and i'd do anything for you, you know.”

george bites his lip. his hand comes up to hold your jaw - softly, but with enough intention that his thought process is obvious. “anything?”

luckily, his thought process is exactly the same as yours. you nod, hips rolling into his as slow as dripping honey, while you angle your head so you can take his thumb in your mouth; you slide your lips down the length of it without breaking eye contact, flicking your tongue over the tip before pulling off with a pop. “anything.”

“good girl,” george's hands move to your ass, clutching desperately at it while he speaks lowly, gravelly, sexily in your ear. “gonna let me fuck you on the hood of this nice car, then?”

jesus fucking christ.

you nod coquettishly. “mhmm.”

“words, angel. you know the rules.”

“yes, daddy.”

“fuck,” george crashes his lips onto yours, kissing you even more fervently than he did a minute ago; while he does, he blindly fumbles for the car door handle, smiling into you when he opens it. “hold on tight, baby.”

his hands slide under your thighs as he swivels and plants his feet on the ground, and you lock your hands at the back of his neck in anticipation. next thing you know, george is standing, lifting you with an ease that makes every morning he gets out of bed before dawn to go to the gym worth it - you wrap your legs around him and settle your head in the crook of his neck, pressing a soft kiss under his jaw while he carries you round to the front of the car and gently sets you down on the grey metal, just nicely warm enough from the late afternoon sun.

you smile up at him, an interesting cocktail of arousal and total contentment coursing through you. “i like this.”

“i like you,” george's smile is sweet, but his eyes are hungry, raking over your curves with his hands following a beat later. “look at this fucking body. m'obsessed with it. m'obsessed with you,” he leans up to kiss you. “can i fuck you, now, angel? gonna let me make you cum the way you're always so fucking desperate for?”

“please.”

“underwear off, then.”

you do as you're told, flipping your skirt up before sliding the sticky lace down your legs and pressing it into george's hand. he giggles, pocketing the garment before pulling down his shorts and boxers just enough to free his dick; he slides it up and down your core, sharp jaw slackening when he realises just how wet you are. “fuck, angel,” he groans, the sound going straight to your cunt. “ready for me?”

you nod furiously, opening your legs even wider and bracing your elbows on the car. “yes, daddy. m'ready.”

“good girl.”

despite the countless times you've had george since you got together, the feeling of him first sliding into you is something impossible to get used to. he knows this, he sees the way your eyelids flutter and your jaw trembles as he stretches you out, and he loves it - not that he's ever said, but he draws the experience out every single time, no matter how horny either of you are, grinning in satisfaction and groaning in harmony with you when he finally bottoms out. his thrusts start shallow, hips rolling into yours like the waves against the sand below you, increasing in pace and force when you whine a plea; george huffs out a laugh at that, stroking your cheek before dragging his hand down your body to rest on your tit. “you want it harder, baby?”

“need it,” you put your hand atop his, moaning when he squeezes your chest in response. “use me, daddy, please.”

george's rhythm falters slightly at that, but he stays composed. “you're sure?” he coos. “can't promise i'll be gentle.”

you nod, so enthusiastic that your boyfriend has to hold your head with a soft “relax” to calm you down. “m'sure,” you lean up to kiss him, softly biting his lip and releasing it slowly. “make me feel it.”

he grins. “alright. you asked for it.”

you cry out as george starts to fuck you properly, hips slamming into you so hard the car beneath you jolts; the noises leaving your throat echo around the cliffs, so loudly you'd probably be mortified if you could think about anything other than the man above you. he loves it, smirking at the endless moans he pulls out of you every time he pushes in. “you love this, don't you, sweet girl?” he coos, sliding his thumb into your mouth for you to suck eagerly. “me making you feel so good out in public like this, where anyone could find us, find out what a little slut you are.”

you do your best to speak around him. “your little slut.”

“that's fucking right,” george pulls his thumb from your lips so he can kiss you - you whine against his lips when you feel the digit circling into your clit. “m'the only one who can get you like this, aren't i? the only one who can turn you stupid as soon as i fuck you, the only one that can make you cum.”

his thumb speeds up on your bundle of nerves, a sure sign he's determined to prove himself sooner rather than later. you're already ahead of him with that one, though, more and more pleasure gathering in a ball of tension in your stomach with every thrust and every word and every kiss. you clutch at george's shoulders, desperate to keep him there, keep him doing what he's doing until you cum. “daddy…”

he smiles, incongruous with the brutality of his thrusts. “you wanna cum, angel?”

your voice is little more than a whisper. “please.”

“i'm not stopping you,” his lips find your neck again, kissing it tenderly. “cum for me, baby.”

like the good girl you are, you oblige. how could you not, when he talks to you with that voice, fucks you like that, looks at you like you hung all the stars in the sky just for him? with a delirious smile and a murmured “thank you”, you let the ball of tension in your stomach just shatter, the pieces of pleasure that made it up careening through your nervous system. through it all, you hold tight to george with shaking limbs, whimpering directly into his skin. that's what triggers his orgasm, makes him fuck recklessly into you while he paints your insides white - the two of you might find the thrill of public sex attractive, but making you cum is for george and george alone.

once you've both recovered a little bit, george untangles himself from your limbs, standing and pulling out of you with a hiss. you smile at the gleeful way he watches his cum drip out of you. “good view?”

“best around. though we probably shouldn't be letting you drip onto the rental car like this,” he laughs, making your cheeks burn. “s'alright, though,” he fumbles in his pocket, pulling your discarded underwear out with a cheeky grin. “can clean it up with this.”

“george!” you facepalm while your boyfriend laughs, looking up with a sigh. “alright. but you're buying me new lingerie to make up for them, yeah?”

“fine by me, angel.”

[quantum1mmortality]

I need to peg Johnny Cage pls I wanna see your take on it 😭🙏

Write one pegging fic and now everyone wants you to write another smh my head/nm

Tw/cw: AFAB reader, sorry guys he isn't a bottom in this fic boycott me all you want, Johnny being a little shit, cum as lube, pegging shit you get the idea

Not proofread touch grass

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I'm debating on whether or not he'd be the one to recommend it

I think it depends how far into the relationship you guys are

If you're like a year or two in, you would initiate

Anything after that he would

And yes it would take that long for him to consider it

Johnny being the man he is would insist he doesn't need prep

What? Do you think he HASN'T shoved things up his ass before? You're sorely mistaken

But he'd probably masterbate in front of you out of pure spite

Muttering shit like "I'll show you prep" under his breath while making eye contact

Wouldn't want to do missionary. It's boring to him, he wants spice

He would insist on riding you, he'd say it'd be fun and whatnot

And so you settle on that

You lay down flat on the bed as Johnny climbed above you, he'd use his own cum as lubricant as he slowly sank down on the strap

As he lowered himself, you could see him bite his lip as he muffled a moan

He began to move after a few moments of adjusting, bouncing up and down on your strap

Moans and the sound of skin on skin echoed throughout the room as Johnnys head fell back from the pleasure

Your hands would wander to his thighs and gently squeeze them, soaking in the louder moan he gave you after that

Johnny would continuously curse under his breath, having them increase in volume the closer he got

He'd end up grabbing onto your waist for stability as his pace continued to grow faster and harsher

"Gonna~cum,, gonna cum-" he'd repeat over and over till eventually he'd climax, shooting ropes of sticky white cum all over your chest and stomach

He'd rate it a 10/10. 100% asking you for another round afterwards

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A/n: hi guys pls don't talk about my last fic I cringed while writing it and I'm cringing just talking about it 😭 never ask me to write something like that again

[dixongrimesgirl]

Sinful Secret

S7 Negan Smith x fem!grimes reader

Content includes: Unprotected sex, PiV, secret relationship, Alexandria era, caught, oral (f receiving), pet names (sweetheart, my girl)

WC: 770

You had secretly been seeing Negan for a while now without the knowledge of anyone in Alexandria. It's past 1am and you heard your father and Michonne go to bed a little while ago. When you're sure the coast is clear you sneak downstairs and let Negan in. "Hey, sweetheart. Thought ya weren't gonna let me in" he teased. "You know that's not true. I just had to make sure everyone was asleep" you reply before leading the way upstairs to your room. He lands a soft smack on your ass as you walk up the stairs in front of him causing you to let out a quiet giggle. "We have to be quiet" you whisper. "What? Ya don't wan' ol' Rick seeing us together?" he asks. You send him a glare and he chuckles. "Okay, sweetheart," he says and you enter your room closing the door softly behind the two of you. He immediately throws you on the bed and climbs on top of you. "Fuck sweetheart" he groans when you wrap your legs around his waist pressing your core against his bulge. He plants his lips on yours and you part your mouth allowing him to slip his tongue in. He swallows your moans as he rubs your nipples over the thin fabric of your tank top. He kisses down your neck and pulls your shirt up and over your head, throwing it onto the floor. He sucks a nipple in his mouth and gently bites down, loving how you moan and squirm beneath him. He wishes you didn't have to be so quiet. He can't wait until he gets you back to the sanctuary and you can make all the noise you want. Thinking about you screaming his name causes him to involuntarily thrust his hips into yours. He pulls back and hastily pulls your sleep shorts down and groans noticing you're not wearing any panties. He tosses your shorts onto the floor and positions his head between your legs before devouring you like a starved man. he shoves two fingers into your already slick hole and you clench around them. "So tight" he breathes out. "How ya gonna take my cock, sweetheart?" he asks. "I can do it" you insist. "I know ya can but first let me feel ya cum on fingers" he whispers. You cover your mouth with your held holding back your moans while you ride out your orgasm. He fucks you with his fingers through it all and as you come down from your high you hear the squelching of your pussy. "Good girl" he praises and you sigh gently closing your eyes. He shoves his fingers in your mouth and you swirl your tongue around them. "Damn girl. Got me so fuckin' hard" he grunts and before you know it he's lining himself up with your entrance. "Negan" you moan as he bottoms out in one hard thrust. "So fuckin tight" he groans. He pulls out and slams back in. You don't even hear the headboard banging against the wall. You clench around him. "I know you're close, sweetheart. Cum for me" he growls and you release, your slick covering his cock and with a few more thrusts he's realising inside you. You're both startled when there's a knock at the door. "Y/N?" you hear your Dad's say. "Shit" you mutter and get up throwing on your pyjamas. You open the door. "Are you okay?" he asks. "Yeah. I'm fine" you reply. "Good. I just heard a lot of noises and was worried something..." he trails off as Negan appears clad only in his boxers. "What the hell is he doing here?" Rick growls. "Spending time with my girl" he replies and you're thighs involuntarily squeeze together. "If you hurt her" Rick threatens. "I wouldn't hurt her. She wants this just as much as me. Look at her when I call her my girl" he says and you can't help but squeeze your thighs shut again. "See. I do that to her" he says. "Wanna stay for the show? We were just about to go for round 2. Isn't that right sweetheart?" he asks. "Get out of my house!" Rick growls. "Alright, alright." Negan replies and turns to give you a kiss. You kiss him back and he slips is tongue in your mouth. "Now!" Rick yells when Negan's hand starts groping your ass. "See you later sweetheart" he says and you give him a small wave when Rick isn't looking. You know you're gonna be in big trouble but you can't help your feelings. If only your dad could understand.

[pocket-jack]

Love Mail

Luffy climbing up to Victoria Punk: Love mail!

Killer playing along: Love mail? Oh! It must be a letter for you, Kid!

Kid: You're two are a dorks. The hell is love mail?

Luffy: It's a news report. Did you know that the sunflowers on the whole island are looking at the same direction? They're looking at you, sunshine! Get it? Because sunflowers are always facing the sun, and when there isn't any, they're facing each other. I guess they confused you with the sun, Juggy!

Kid, all red: "Drops his instrument kit" Ahhh... What a bullshit...

Killer: Aww, that's sweet

Kid: Shut up...

Luffy: I'll go spread the Love Mail to Traffy! Enjoy your day!

Kid: Mggghghhh....

Killer: I'll translate that: you too, Straw Hat!

Luffy, climbing in the Polar Tang: Love Mail!

Shachi: AAAH! Straw Hat! You scared me! Don't sneak up on us so suddenly! And what the hell is a Love Mail?

Luffy: Can't tell you! It's for Traffy!

Shachi: Ah-... Ooooh! I get it! Ooooooi! Captain! There's a letter for you!!

Law coming from the operating room cleaning his instruments: A letter? From who?

Luffy: From me :))

Law: "Smiling warmly" What is it?

Luffy: A love mail! S' a fact actually!

Law: A fact? A fun one?

Luffy: A really fun one! Did you know that I have a disease?

Law: Wha-? A disease? What is it? Why didn't you tell me? You know that your and Kids health are important to me! What are the symptoms?

Luffy: I know how it's called and I've had it for a while know... And the symptoms are... "Pressed his hand to his chest" Whenever I'm around Traffy my heart keeps beating faster and I may die if I stop looking at him! You know how it's called?

Law completely oblivious: I... Such a strange and vague symptoms... Are you sure there's nothing else? It can't be that I don't know it!..

Luffy: Te-he! The disease that I have is called... 'Traffy is so attractive that I can't look away from him"!

Law: ...

Law: "Turns red, but also sighs in relief" Oh... Oh! Straw Hat-ya, don't scare me like that! I thought you had something serious!

Luffy: It is serious! There is also a newpaper in the love mail! It's states that Trafalgar Law is the handsomest doctor in the world! And do you know who wrote the report? The future Pirate King Monkey D. Luffy! Can you imagine!?

Law: "Flatters" Aw! Stop! I need to work! Did you send the love mail to Eustass too?

Luffy: Of course! I'm the best love mail man in the world!

Luffy: "Leaves" Byee! Hope the love letter made your day!

Law: It sure did...

Shachi: Awww! Captain is smiling! This is the best day of my life!

Law: Shachi, I will split you in half.

Shachi: Got it! I'll shut up!

Robin: Hello, Luffy! How was your love mail plan?

Luffy: It's good! Traffy and jaggy were so red and happy when I told them about it! Thank you for helping with the quotes! And thanks to you too, Sanji!

Sanji: Repay me with stopping trying to break into the refrigerator. I know you tried to bite off the code lock

Luffy: But I'm hungry at night! How can I eat if the refrigerator looked?

Robin: "Spots Kid, climbing onto the ship" Oh, hello Kid

Luffy: Jaggy! Do you need something?

Kid: Yeah, just wanted to pass you the mail

Luffy: The mail?

Kid: Yes. It's the trinket. I know, you love them

Luffy: Wha- For me???

Kid: Yep! I can't do quotes, but I'd do anything to see you happy

Luffy: "Processing" ...

Luffy: "Covers his red face with a hat" Nishishishi! Thank you!..

Kid: "Rises Luffy's chin with his hand to see his red face" No prob! That's what the Love Mail means, right?

Luffy: "Got shy" Ahh!.. Y-yeah!...

Robin and Sanji: Aaawww

Law: "Teleports to them with a box" Hey

Luffy: Traffy? Why are you here?

Law: Don't act like I can't see my partner whenever I want. About the Love Mail thing

Luffy: Oh? "Hides his eyes with a hat" You too???..

Kid: I was first! Did he get you too?

Law: I just want to talk about his... 'Disease'. Not compete for his attention with you, Eustass

Luffy: What do you wanna talk about?

Law: Your diagnosis. First time I thought I don't know anything about it, but know that you named a disease, I think that I know exactly what too prescribe you

Luffy: Wha?..

Law: "Gives him a box" It may ease the symptoms a little bit. But the kisses and hugs will do the trick as well

Luffy: "Opens it" What's inside? A medicine?

Law: The best that I have

Luffy sees the inside full of chocolate that he loves: Oh!?.. OOOOH?????

Kid: Don't tell me he won! What about my trinket to you? It can be used as a fidget toy, puzzle, even self defens-.. Agh... Forget it. You already ate the chocolate... I'm glad you happy, monkey

Luffy: It was SO delicious! It had my favorite flavor and all! Oh!.. Wait... Was I suppose... To eat all of it in one go.

Law: You can eat as much as you want. That's kind of the thing. You can't get overdose. Truly a beautiful medicine for a beautiful patient

Luffy: Eh... Stop... That's not...

Kid: It is! You're beautiful! The prettiest out of the world! And also you, hot doc

Law: Hot doc? Did you receive the news as well?

Kid: I've figured you'd be! And you too! So adorable when you shy "Smooches Luffy"

Luffy: ..aaw.. "Covers his whole face with hat"

Kid and Law got K.O-ed momentetaly: Oh-...

Kid and Law proceeds to hug and kiss completely shy Luffy: Love Mail - the best thing in the world!

Straw Hats: AWWWWWW

[white-poppie]

MSBY! Thirst tweets

A/N: The way I had to search up thirst tweets because I have no idea how people write things on twitter, the mildest ones are the ones I wrote- I am shook. (Not me using the Bangchan meme for Hinata."

Try to guess which ones I wrote ;)

𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

"Hello, this is Atsumu Miya from MSBY black jackals and m' reacting to thirst tweets!" the faux blonde grinned happily.

"Are you on twitter, Miya-san?"

"I used to be, but then I deleted it, it's a scary place," the man shudders exaggeratedly, clutching the fish bowl with paper scraps closer to him.

Carefully he takes out one piece and unfolding it, head tilting in delight at the question.

"I want Atsumu Miya to crush my skull between his massive thighs."

A cocky grin made its way onto his face, he slaps his thigh, looking straight at the camera, "As much as I would love to indulge in fan service, I don't wanna be charged for man-slaughter"

He laughs and throws the scrap of paper on the floor, fishing for another.

"I want a piece of that cake Atsumu carries everyday"

A snort leaves Atsumu's mouth after reading, "Y'all need to chill, seriously."

Taking another piece of paper out, Atsumu read.

"Fuck Daddy-Issues or Mommy-issues, my only issue is, not having Atsumu Miya in my arms right now!"

"Awww, this one is so cute man," he grins, "thank you 'Mrs.Miya49. By your username, it seems as if you have already claimed me though," he says with a wink.

"Alright this is the last one," he says and speakes in an exaggeratedly British accent.

"Atsumu Miya is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, my ovaries are ready to produce Miya 3.0. thank you very much."

"Holy shit," he gasps, "I am so flattered that you think I am gorgeous, but I think you should contact my twin for Miya 3.0, though. He is more of a family guy than I am," he says and pauses, "for now at-least," he winks.

"I might re-download Twitter to reply to you guys now."'

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎

"Hey, this is Bokuto Koutaro from MSBY black jackals and today I am reacting to thirst tweets with puppies."

Bokuto cackles while sitting on the floor, as majestic tiny creatures step out of a wooden crate, "great, now I am not going to get any work done"

He scratches gently behind a brown one's ear, his large hand making the puppy seem even tinier. One of them struggles to climb on Bokuto's lap. He gently places him on his crisscrossed legs and canine soon nuzzles in. While one puppy minds his own business biting Kou's shoes.

"Oh hey buddy, that's not nice," he gently pushes the puppy away with his pointer finger, which only spites the tiny fiend more.

"Right, I won't get distracted now, I can see the director glaring," he laughs while petting the puppy nestled in his lap, peacefully.

"Bokuto Koutaro is what SZA had in mind when she wrote 'big-boy'. This man DESTROY me, manhandle me, tear me apart. I would have no regrets."

Bokuto blinks rapidly as if trying to process the info, "wow-uhm you guys are violent, but yeah I have heard that song, but it never crossed my mind even once."

Bokuto pouts at the puppy, chewing the laces of his branded shoes, away so that the camera can't see, "I should cover your ears, eh?"

"I want to be crushed by Bokuto, this man can throw me over his shoulder like a potato sack, please please please."

"I mean if you are asking so nicely, I'll throw you over my shoulder; no crushing though, I like my fans uncrushed!" he laughs boisterously.

"I wanna lick the sweat off Koutarou's abs, bet it's the sweetest thing ever."

Bokuto scrunches his face in disgust, "Gross, I mean of that's what you are into- but I beg you please reconsider, that's very unhygienic," he says while kissing the pup's head with a loud 'mwah', "Sakusa would have had a breakdown just reading this."

"Wanna bite Bokuto's man-tiddies nom nom nom, wanna mark him all up"

Bokuto blinks aggressively looking at the camera in a way that would be used by his fans as a meme reaction for months to come, "Is this Atsumu? I bet it was Atsumu tweeting this. That guy always calls his abs man-tiddies."

Bokuto pouts sadly as the staff takes the puppies away, "This was Bokuto Koutaro from MSBY Black Jackals, reading thirst tweets with puppies. Send more of these guys so I can come and play the pups!"

𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐎

"Hello folks! This is Hinata Shoyo from MSBY Black Jackals and today I am reacting to thirst tweets!" the tangerine haired-boy said excitedly as rubber his palms together in delight.

In his muscular arms, he holds the phone the staff gave him and reads the first tweet.

Hinata Shoyo has such a big leap, like a rabbit, jsksjksjk he the cutest

Hinata giggles at the comparison, "I have been called a lot of things in life, rabbit has to be the first, I like it!"

He glances at the tweet again, "You know what else is big ?" he pauses looking down at his legs, "My...uh feet! My feet!" he quickly averts the topic after he earns a glare from the manager.

Research shows that if you are scared of spiders, you are likely to find them in your room...ooo I am so scared of Hinata Shoyo. It would be soooo scary if he climbed into my bed at night~

Hinata laughs loudly, licking his lips, "You guys are so creative, how do you even think of these things?"

Hinata shakes his head, smiling as he scrolls on

I want Hinata Shoyo to [redacted] me [redacted] and [redacted] my guts while whispering [redacted] into my ear.

"Did- did you just physically type out redacted-" Hinata says with his mouth open in shock, "it can be interpreted in many ways you know?"

"It can be I want Hinata Shoyo to call me tonight and operate my guts while whispering 'touch some grass' in my ear" He shrugs his shoulders, "Not so thirsty now."

Looking at Hinata should be illegal, I saw one of his games and now I got pregnant. Who is going to take the responsibility now @msbyblackjackals.official ? Huh? Huh??

"BAHAHAH you even tagged the official account" he laughs, wiping the tears from his eyes, "please let me know the update on the child, I will take responsibility."

"This was Hinata Shoyo from MSBY reading thirst tweets, thank you for all the sweet and thirsty comments, appreciate them equally"

𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈

"Do I really have to do this?" he mutters hesitant, looking at the rolling camera.

"Yes Sakusa-san, everyone from the team is doing this."

"Fine," he sighs, "this is Sakusa Kiyoomi from MSBY black jackals and I am reacting to thirst tweets."

He hesitantly reads the first question displayed on the screen

I want Sakusa to chew on my head like a bubblegum.

Sakusa looks at the camera with a disgusted expression, "no."

Omi is the man of my dreams, a knight in shining armour, rose petals and shit. I want him to rail the life out of me.

Sakusa sighs and lets out a small hum of acknowledgement, "This one isn't that bad. Flattered to hear that I am the man of your dreams, darling."

Not to be all NSFW and shit, but I wanna like...hold hands with Sakusa... >_<

Sakusa chortles at the message, "you got me scared there for a second. Sorry, I am not really good with physical contact and stuff, but this was sweet."

Sakusa's pretty and veiny hands with long fingers bark bark bark!! I wanna be a mosquito and suck the blood out of those veins nom nom; use them as a necklace and stuff.

"Very...specific fetishes you people have," he looks down at his hands, "no hand necklaces for you." he grins and flexes the veins on his hands, "Not until you ask nicely for it~."

"This was Sakusa Kiyoomi, reading thirst tweets. You guys need therapy and I am more than ready to pay for it."

"Oo Sugar Daddy Vibes," the production crew laughs.

"Remind me to never do this again."

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Chilled Nights, Fogged Windows [ZCL] (M)

Description: After being gone for weeks, the first thing Chenle wants to do is get ice cream with you. One thing leads to another, and suddenly, you're in the backseat (oooops).

Genre: Smut (established relationship AU)

(if anyone hasn't figured it out yet, this blog will mostly be Jaemin and Chenle unless I receive requests because they're my top two lolll)

Content Warnings: Explicit unprotected sex (Don't Do This LOL), car sex, public? ish sex i guessss, Chenle's a bit of a meanie but we like meanies in this house so

Word Count: 1,674

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader

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Chenle wanted ice cream.

And since it’s the first time you’ve seen him in weeks, you didn’t dare deny the man. He insists on driving and not notifying his managers of leaving, which means it’s almost like a real date. At nearly 10 o’clock at night.

“Do you know how to drive?” you hiss at him when he swerves.

He glares at you for a brief second. “Yeah, I know how to drive.”

You lean back in your seat, holding onto the handle bar above your head and praying you didn’t make the wrong decision by giving him the keys. Although it’s dark outside, you take a moment to admire how he looks. You ache to trace along his cheekbones and his jawline, but you’ll have to wait. Going weeks without seeing him is awful, but knowing he had fun on tour is enough to get you through it.

You have to go inside by yourself to get the ice cream. It’s one thing to leave without his manager, and it’s another to have him alone in public with you. You’d hate to be the reason behind rumors, so you run in on your own.

The SUV is so large, you have to climb into the passenger seat to get back in the car. Chenle laughs at your struggle, reaching over to grab your arm and steady you.

“Still can’t handle big things, huh?” He grins as you hand him his ice cream.

“I wouldn’t know.” You lean back against the seat and grab your spoon.

“Rude.” Chenle takes a bite, his eyes fluttering shut. “God, this was a good idea.”

“I can’t believe this was the first thing you wanted to do. You didn’t eat any ice cream on tour?” You raise an eyebrow at him.

“I did. But you like it, too. I figured you would say something if you wanted to do something else.” He pauses. “Is this not what you wanted?”

“No, it’s not that.” You wave him off. When you finally eat your ice cream, you let out a groan with the spoon in your mouth.

Chenle’s lips part as he runs his fingers through his hair. “Don’t make that sound right now.”

You do it again, dragging it out and staring at him. He scoffs. Before you know it, he’s putting his container up on the dash and unbuckling his seatbelt.

“Oh okay, so you wanna be fucked. Get in the backseat.” He stares at you expectantly, pointing back with his thumb.

Your eyes widen. “Oh my God, what?”

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? You haven’t seen me in weeks and you want dick. No problem. I’ll give it to you.”

Much to your surprise, he actually makes his way back there and sits in the middle with his legs spread enough for you to fit between them. He pats his knee.

“Well?”

You’d be lying if you said this side of Chenle didn’t do things to you. Clenching your thighs together, you hesitate.

“Chenle, we’re in public—”

“The windows are so tinted, I can’t even see out of them. We’ll be alright. Come here and get what you’ve been wanting the whole time I’ve been gone.”

With a sigh, you crawl back with him, allowing him to help you over the center console. You end up on your knees in front of him, glancing up at him nervously.

“If someone sees—”

“That big ass mouth of yours has plenty of other purposes,” he says, fingers tangling in your hair. “Why don’t you show me how much you missed me?”

His words seem to flip a switch in you. You reach for the button on his jeans, practically ripping them down his legs. He lifts up a bit to aid you, and within mere moments, your mouth is watering at the sight of him hardening in front of you. You wrap your hand around him, jerking him slowly until he’s fully hard.

“C’mon,” he says, pushing you forward. “Show me.”

You wrap your lips around the tip, swirling your tongue. He curses quietly, gently thrusting upward.

“Holy shit, your mouth is cold.” Chenle gasps and shifts beneath you.

You release him from your mouth and look up at him. “I was going to warn you, but then you told me to shut my big ass mouth, so.”

“You’ll warm up as you go.” He grins.

You dip back down and take him between your lips. He inhales sharply, letting out a shaky exhale.

“This was your plan the whole time, huh?” he asks, tightening his grip on you when you hollow your cheeks. “You wore that skirt so it’d be easy for me to fuck you, didn’t you?”

His words alone have you moaning around him, and you take him as far into your mouth as you can. Tears spring in your eyes when he hits the back, but it does little to bother you.You wish you could glance up at him, imagining the pleasure written across his face..

The wetness between your legs is becoming almost too much to bear, so while you bob your head on him, you move your hand down your body.

“Don’t you fucking dare,” he growls.

You whine around him but listen, knowing better than to disobey him at a time like this.

“Stop,” Chenle says, gripping your hair so hard it feels like he may pull it out. He yanks your mouth off his member, giving you a moment to wipe the spit off.

“You didn’t finish.”

“Take your panties off and come here.”

You missed him. There’s no denying it. And there’s something about the first night he’s back after a while of not seeing him, because he always turns into this—commanding and rough. You love it. Everything about it unlocks new parts of you even you didn’t know existed.

You shove your panties down and crawl over his lap. Your skirt covers everything, so even if someone did look in, they probably wouldn’t be able to tell what’s happening…at least not at first. His hand trails beneath the fabric, between your legs, and along your entrance.

“You’re so bad,” he whispers. “So wet for me in public.”

He lines himself up, his other fingers digging into your hip.

“Can I?”

You nod. “Please.”

Without another word, he pulls you down until he’s completely seated inside you. His head falls back against the seat and you cry out, grabbing onto the front of his T-shirt. It takes you a moment to adjust to his size, but once you feel pleasure tingling along your spine, you start moving.

He guides you up and down, eyebrows furrowing deeply as he tries his best to control himself. You kiss him, moaning into his mouth as you bounce on top of him. He thrusts upward to match you.

“What if someone sees?” you whimper.

“Baby, who cares? Whatever you do, don’t fucking stop.”

“What if it’s the cops?”

He rolls his eyes, gently smacking your ass. “I’m balls deep in you right now. May as well enjoy it since it’s too late to worry. Just focus on me.”

Once again, he reaches beneath your skirt and between your thighs to find your clit. He rubs confident circles, making your hips buck at the feeling.

“You’re soaked.” He wets his lips. “I need to taste you when we get back.”

You can’t say anything. Any time you open your mouth, a moan spills out instead. The knot in your stomach starts to unravel, and your hand slams into the window to keep yourself going. You bounce faster on him, relishing in the sound of his moans and whines as he gets closer to the edge.

The pleasure turns your vision white, your body moving wildly on its own accord as Chenle keeps you at a steady pace. You cry out, digging your nails into his shoulder. He curses again, suddenly, yanking you down until you’re flush against him. Pulling you into an earth-shattering kiss, he finishes buried deep inside you. His tongue dances with yours. The sweet taste of vanilla still lingers, sending a shiver down your spine.

Your chests heave in sync as you weakly hold onto him. His lips work magic on yours, much softer and sweeter now.

“You never cease to amaze me.” He laughs, out of breath.

“You’re not allowed to leave me for that long again,” you say, resting your forehead on his. “Worst few weeks of my life.”

“You’ll just have to come with me next time, then.” Chenle rubs his hand up and down your back. “If that’s what you want.”

“Are you admitting you missed me, too?” You grin at him, running your fingers through his hair.

“Oh, I still miss you,” he replies. “Miss you so much, I’m gonna be hard all over again by the time we get back to your place.”

“Gross.” You crinkle your nose. “Don’t say that to me.”

“First of all, you started this.” He gestures between the two of you. “That sound should not come from your mouth unless it’s because of me.”

You gently smack his chest as you lift off of him, sighing at the loss of him inside you. Grabbing your panties, you awkwardly get them back on while Chenle situates himself back into his pants.

“Look at you, jealous over ice cream.” You giggle, climbing back into the front seat.

“Wow, really?” He feigns surprise. “You don’t want to hang out back here with me for a little bit?”

“Considering the mess between my legs, I think we should go home.” You give him a stern look, and a proud smile spreads across his face.

“My favorite kind of mess.”

“Ew, you’re gross.” You point to the front seat. “Now drive us home so you can clean it up.”

“Yep, move over.”

As he settles, he glances over at you.

“Love you.” He beams, starting the car.

You roll your eyes, biting back a grin of your own. “Love you, too, loser. Drive.”

[irisintheafterglow]

rn im so obsessed with dabi and gojo, so may i request a fic where reader, in the middle of the night, clings onto dabi/gojo while they sleep. like, they subconsciously cuddle them

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE (finally writing for dabi) TURN IT UP !! also apparently i have the same birthday as him???? so like basically we're soulmates-

you don't know what else to say when you hear him slide open your window.

"ew."

"a pleasure to see you too, doll," he mutters in amusement, slipping off his shoes and leaving them on the ledge. "and here i was hoping you'd miss me."

"not in your wildest dreams." like clockwork, he makes to climb under the covers with you but you stop him with a sleepy but firm shake of your head. he gives you a look like you'd just told him to jump off a building.

"you serious?"

"shower first, then you can come in here."

"c'mon, sweetheart. i'm exhausted," he drawls and you nearly break, trying your hardest to glare at those stupidly bright eyes and infuriatingly soft smile. "let a man rest a little, yeah?"

"nope." you flip over to your other side as he scoffs at your back. when he believes you're asleep again, quiet footsteps creep toward the space beside you and the mattress sinks with the weight of his leg carefully positioning itself by yours. "shower or i'll freeze your balls off," you growl half-heartedly, very much still awake. he's not deterred in the slightest.

"you wouldn't dare." an arm drapes possessively over your lower torso and you fight the instinct to melt into him.

"wanna find out, hothead?" he clicks his tongue and lightly squeezes your hip. he was trying all his tricks tonight, but you'd learned how to pretend to be immune. "touya."

"mmm?"

"shower, please."

"the things i do for you," he murmurs in defeat, pressing a quick kiss to the top of your head before sulking off to the bathroom. you drift in and out of sleep during the time he's gone, vaguely registering the sound of the pipes creaking and the smell of his body wash. before you know it, the noise of the hair dryer ceases and your bedroom door creaks open again. this time, when he slips into the blankets with you, you don't protest as he pulls you flush against his body, your back against his chest. his chin finds the junction of your shoulder and his hair tickles the back of your neck. his warm breath exhales deeply against your skin. "you smell like me."

"ran out of shampoo," you lie and you can feel his mouth curl into an arrogant smirk. "and there's no way in hell i'm using twice's."

"it's okay to just admit that you miss me, baby," he teases and you roll your eyes. "say that you were sad and be done with it."

"go to hell," you grunt and you feel his chuckle over your body. after you finally drift off again, you turn to bury your face in his neck. his arms secure themselves around your body and you barely need the blanket anymore from how warm he naturally runs. he hums in contentment, bathing in the way that you didn't see him as the monster the rest of society did. he'd rather die than be a danger to you, to have you fear him in a way where he couldn't hold you closer when you needed him. he loved your biting tongue and your razor-sharp wit, but he also loved how you trusted him to protect you while you rested. he was safe for you.

and, even if he never admitted it aloud, you were safety for him, too.

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