#Slimecicle smut

[mikasaackerman728]

good googly moogly that thang is juicy

the way he's having sex with that yoga mat is crazy. when i die i want to be reborn as a yoga mat in slmccl's "learning how to pole dance" stream.

[pupslimes]

piss anon im SO SORRY! i lost your fucking ask. you know who you are. this is gonna be two chapters to make up for that and for making you wait for a while. for the rest of you the prompt was charlie pisses himself on stream on accident and you try to help

if you can't give that piss fic on ao3 about your roommate a second kudos, just manifest it instead

Charlie screamed at the computer again. You sighed fondly, rolling your eyes. When you moved in with him, he'd warned you he was a loud streamer, and you supposed you'd probably hate it by now if you hadn't fallen in love with him. Oops? He streamed a lot, especially recently, and you often found yourself giggling at the anguished cries making their way out of his bedroom. You might enjoy it just a little too much…

You weren't completely heartless, though. You made sure the guy was fed and watered, often bringing him in snacks and drinks, occasionally forcing them on him. While you got cut out of videos on the main channel, mostly for consistency's sake and your own personal comfort at being known by such a wide audience, you were very popular among the group of subscribers who watched Charlie’s lives. Known only as Roommate to the general public, you were the person who was entrusted with their favorite streamer, a reassurance that he was taking care of himself. Or at least, being taken care of.

Of course, the Twitter slimers were insane about you. There were some jokes that other streamers needed their own built in Roommate, but most of them actually theorized you were Charlie's partner, which always sent a flutter through your gut. The two had come together to form a… particular fanfiction troupe as well, wherein, typically Charlie, occasionally others, had what was basically a servant to satisfy their every whim and need. Roommate fed them, did their laundry, cleaned the apartment, and any other chore that could possibly turned into something of subservience. Of course, there was also the sexual aspect. Roommate was basically a sexual slave, there to fulfill their every urge. A lot of them got very intense very quickly as well, with kinks that were maybe a little too hardcore for even you. However, you couldn't lie and say you hadn't read them all. Multiple times. And enjoyed them, savoring in them, even. Alone, in the dark of your room, sometimes doing unspeakable things. A guy can dream right?

Shaking yourself lightly, you found yourself wandering to the kitchen to prepare today's snack. You filled the electric kettle at the sink, flipping it on, effectively drowning out most of the sounds of Charlie's aggressivley loud voice echoing through the apartment. The occasional deep yell still made it through the sound barrier, and it made you jump slightly as you cut up vegetables. Contrary to popular belief, you and Charlie both actually ate pretty healthy. He had always expressed an urge to start working out more, getting stronger, but the two of you already hit the gym a few times a week, and kept on a pretty solid diet. Charlie, in particular, seemed to really enjoy his hyperspecific meals that he consistently consumed with little variability. It was part of the reason you had begun bringing him snacks in the first place, in an attempt to spice up whatever was going on in his diet. Speaking of…

You turned to the fridge, pulling out the leftover dumplings from your dinner last night. You dumped them onto the plate, popping it into the microwave before turning back to chopping the veggies. Charlie had ordered an incredibly basic terriyaki chicken with steamed vegetables when you had ordered from the Asian place up the street, making you sigh heavily and pinch the bridge of your nose, despite the fact that he basically did this so often the whole neighborhood knew to bring out the basic ingredients when he walked up to the door. You had a much more adventerous palatte, and the dumplings were the plainest of the things you had ordered, and Charlie had still made a face when the soup gushed out of the first one you took a bite of. You snorted at the memory, a ghost of a blush dusting your cheeks. You caught your own eyes in the window, making a face at the dopey look in your eyes. You stuck your tongue out at yourself before turning back to your task at hand.

Once the dumplings were steaming, you tugged the plate out, scraping the veggies from the cutting board to the plate. You grabbed a Dr. Pepper from the fridge and hip checked it closed, before strolling to the door of Charlie's bedroom, the screaming from inside getting louder. Tucking the soda under your chin briefly, you quietly twisted the knob, before listening in to make sure you timed it right. When you heard Charlie start talking directly to the chat again rather than to the game he's playing, you braced yourself, taking several steps back. You lifted your foot, aimed, and slammed it into the door.

The resounding thud against the wall shook the entire apartment, and was only matched in decibel level by Charlie's shriek. He jumped so high the gaming chair slipped out from underneath him, and he landed directly on his ass. He mostly left the viewfinder, just his head remaining in frame, shocked expression obvious on his face. You couldn't see the chat from where you were standing, and you knew they couldn't see you, as Charlie faced the camera away from the door for your privacy reasons, but you knew they were spamming it right now by the sheer speed of the graphics running across the screen. You giggled, before striding into frame.

"Lunch, dear!" You cooed down at him gently. At the sight of you, Charlie's eyes widened, and his face flushed. Cocking your head at him, you set down the plate and the drink, before holding out a hand to him. He blinked at you a couple times, before he reached up to grab it. He didn't let you pull him up totally, keeping his knees bent, scrambling for his chair behind him. Your confusion only heightened, but you knew better than to ask while he was live, instead choosing to play into the bit that he was scared of you, giggling maniacally. Cheeks still beyond flushed, he panted slightly, obviously attempting to recover as quickly as possible. To give him more time, you leaned over, directly into the viewfinder of the camera, taking up the whole screen with your face. "Hello, chat. Fancy seeing you here," You waited for the replies to roll in before continuing. "Anyways, today, I've brought Charlie some of the soup dumplings I ate last night. As you all know, Charlie doesn't like a lot of foods that have more than a total of five ingredients," An indignant choking sound came from behind you, but you pressed on. "But, he's not going to be a terrible person and turn down the snack his devoted roommate brought him in front of…" you glanced at the watching number. "…nearly 1200 people, are you Char?" You twisted your head back to look at him, features immediately softenening with concern. You didn't even need to say anything , he had gotten so good at silent communication with you. He nodded slightly, while responding to the question like there wasn't a silent converstation happening behind your head right now. "I can't believe you're doing this to me," he groaned. Your responding giggle was partially fake, and partially real relief that he was okay. Scooting back out of view, you grabbed your chair that he kept in the room for you, rolling in it until you bumped into him, shittily mimicking explosion sounds. He let out an offended noise, before attempting to pull away from you. You slipped forward, a hand slipping into his lap to hold yourself up.

Into his lap… which was damp? You yanked your hand away from him, holding them both up in surrender. "Woah there bud! At least take me to dinner first! Oh wait, you won't!! Because you never want to eat dinner with me because all you want is your ten millionth peanut butter sandwhich!" While he spluttered and stammered in false indignance, you took the chance to glance down at his lap as quickly as possible, praying that the viewers weren't going to clip it. You became much more worried for Charlie specifically, as it appeared that your eyes were not deceiving you. There was a wet patch in the center of his cargo shorts. It wasn't incredibly large, but it was definitely enough to be visible on camera, and conspicuously placed in a spot that would be incredibly obvious as to what happened when anyone saw it. Did you… make him piss himself? What the fuck?

It was obvious he didn't know what to do with himself anymore. You didn't particularly know what to do either. What do you do when your grown man best friend who you're secretly in love with pisses himself live on camera in front of 1200 people?

[squinch-depraved]

p! link masterlist ✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜

!!! submissions are open if you have a link you'd like to share !!!

꒰ thank you to everyone who sent stuff for this, i hope to continue adding to it !! ꒱

✦jschlatt:

the one that started it all

sitting on his lap

short but sweet

i could totally see him waking you up like this

he would absolutely film this you can't convince me otherwise

unpaid intern schlatt 1

unpaid intern schlatt 2

vid for this fic

✦ted nivison

him holding you in his lap and playing with you

making him eat you out while you read

just kinda grabbing him

bathroom sex

ted and his stupid little apple watch

✦charlie slimecicle

lazy sex with charlie

slow and romantic

pounding up into you from behind

you cannot tell me he wouldn't be into this

teasing you

jerking him off like this>>>

✦cooper cscoop

this is so cooper coded icl

this is also very cooper coded

buzzcut! cooper coded

this is so fuckin perfect omg

everything about this !!!

✦hasan piker/hasanabi

bulge thread !!

[melxdigz]

No gag reflex???????????

[sl1merr]

can i say that i genuinely think he's into edging ..

[heaurtbeatings]

GIVE IN TO HIM

in which charlie loves it when you give in to him . . or, porn with no plot with the cutest guy

author notes ; this is a loot shorter ‘n tamer than i initially imagined but it is written. most likely going to rewrite this in the future when i actually remember how to write sex.. scratches head. the photo is making me laugh.

342 words . female reader . minors do not interact, i am not responsible your media consumption . possible hints of cnc .

Charlie, who has his hands traveling down your shirt, his breath hot on your neck as he speaks to you in such a condescending tone, his face in the crook of your neck as he does so.

“Not gonna make a sound, yeah? Gonna be so.. so good...”

Charlie, who slips his fingers under the waistband of your jeans, groping you through your panties as if you were a toy — palming the fat of your pussy. He watches you as you wince at the sting of him pushing his fingers in you, cooing at you while giving you a second of mercy before messing with your spongy walls with the tips of his middle and index fingers.

“You’re such an angel.. such a sweet girl, taking this so well.”

His voice is harsh, while the words he uses reminds you of how much he cares about you; how what he’s doing is for your own good. He knows you love it when he forces you to give in to him.

Charlie, who won’t hesitate to remind you that he is oh so much stronger than you and that he won’t stop until you give him what he wants. He wraps his arm around your neck, placing you in a headlock, kissing you roughly — his spit making a mess on your face.

Charlie, who mocks you when you tell him you can’t cum again. Charlie, who doesn’t care what your body says because right now he’s in charge, right now your body listens to him only.

“Can’t cum on my fingers no more? Maybe if I put my dick in you, d’ya think you’ll be able to gimme what I want, huh? What d’you say, gonna cum on my cock?”

Charlie, who fucks you with no remorse. He grabs a handful of your hair from the crown of your head and pulls you up gently, sloppily kissing you with care that is the complete opposite of the pace of his hips, slamming into you over and over until you’re practically sobbing from overstimulation.

[tay-00]

OMGGGGG CHARLIE IN THIS EPISODE 😫😫😫😫😫 I LOVE THAT MAN

[junediesintheend]

"He said I had nice lips...who says that?"

Quackity smut, not dating, f!reader, smut with plot, use of his real name.

Most people find it awkward to be straddling their best friends lap, their hands on your waist. You are like most people in this sense, so it's a bit surprising that you're in Quackity's lap, doing his makeup and trying not to blush.

His thumb traces circles in your side, you can feel his gaze all over your face as you do his eyeliner. His touch induces a feeling you've never felt before, deep in your core. There's fluttering in your stomach, making it hard to concentrate. You've always had a small thing for Alex, you don't know if he reciprocates those feelings though. As you perfect the eyeliner, putting on the finishing touches, you can't help but make accidental eye contact with him more than once.

"Y/n." he says, making you jump slightly as you were deep in thought. "Yea?" you say, trying to act casual. "I don't want to rush you but..." Alex says, glancing at the clock on the wall before looking back at you, piercing into your eyes. "The party starts in 1 hour and you still aren't ready. Maybe quicken the pace?" he chuckles slightly at that last part, his laugh always made you smile. "Don't rush me Alexis, I know what I'm doing." you joke, finishing off the eyeliner. He laughs again, gripping your waist slightly tighter as you lean over to grab the blush, holding you in place.

"We'll give you only a little bit, okay?" you say, dipping the makeup brush into a like pink powder. "I don't doubt you know what you're doing, so okay." You catch him glance at your lips when he says that, which makes your face tingle as a familiar red tint makes its way onto your face.

You apply the blush lightly to his cheek, hoping, praying, that this will be over soon. Alex's hands move slowly from your waist to your hips, and as you shift slightly in his lap, you swear you hear his breathing become slightly irregular for a split second. No doubt that was a reaction, to you. You. This was all so much, you dont know how you've made it this far without smashing your lips into his.

"Y/n." "Alex we'll get there in time I promise." He smiles, finding it funny you assumed he was going hurry you again. "No, not that, I just wanted to tell you you have nice lips." You pause for a second, your eyes slowly meeting his. "Thank...thank you." You say with a smile. If your acting was successful at not showing your awkwardness, then you deserved a golden globe because what the fuck was that stutter....

He was acting weird, why was he acting weird? "I'm almost done, don't worry." You say, breaking the awkward silence. "Take your time Y/n/n." he says a little soft. He was doing that voice, not the stream one, but the one where his voice got a little low and there was a slight deep rasp in his voice (please tell me you guys know what I'm talking about). You do the finishing touches, and lean back to admire your handiwork. He looked cute, cuter than usual. He definitely should try guyliner more.. "All done." You announce.

He removes his hands, allowing you to get up and grab the hand mirror. He looks at himself for a good while before looking up at you. "I look great. Thank you so much for the help y/n." He says, standing up and stretching. Maybe it won't be awkward if you just...

"Anytime Alex...." You hesitate before asking, "why did you...why did you say that? About my lips earlier?" He smiles slightly, moving closer to you. "It's true y'know...you have really pretty lips." He was now right in front of you, and though he was only one or two inches taller than you, he looked down at you, searching your eyes.

He reaches a hand to your faces, cupping your cheek before leaning down for a kiss. You were a bit surprised, but soon lean into the kiss, cupping his face in your hands as his slowly finds their way to your waist. He licks your bottom lip,, requesting entrance, and you grant it to him. With his tounge exploring every inch of your mouth, Alex takes this opportunity to let his hands do the same with your body. He pulls you back to the couch, not breaking this kiss once, and makes you straddle his lap once more.

SMUT BELOW !!!!

His hands slide under your shirt, the coldness of his hands making you shiver. "Fucking hell..." he whispers against your lips, "fuck...fuck y/n I..I need you." his voice low as he talks, your lips brushing against each other. You swallow deeply, no turning back now. "Then have me Alex." He hesitated, smirking at your answer before picking you up and laying you on the couch in one swift movement.

He kisses you again,, more wet and hungry this time while his hands move down, his fingers hooking your pants. Alex looks up at you, "Can I?" he asks, tugging slightly on your pants. You nod, consenting for him to go further. Pulling down your pants gently, you shift your legs and hips to help him as he begins to kiss your inner thigh, his hands moving back to hold you down by the waist.

A small moan escapes your lips as he kisses further, his lips next to your entrance. "You're so beautiful, you know that right?" He whispers against your inner thigh, pulling down your panties. You nod, shifting slightly. His grip on your hips tighten's slightly, as he looks up at you from in between your legs. "I'm going to make sure you know that." He places a soft kiss on your pussy, sucking on the clit ever so slighty.

Alex lifted himself on top of you, smashing his lips into yours once again. Your mind was racing, this is what you've been wanting. Not necessarily just sex, but for him to want, you as much as you did him, in more ways than one.

You broke the kiss pushing him away slightly, lifting off your shirt as he did the same, his chest was now gloriously exposed in front of you. He wasn't ultra fit, but he still looked amazing. Hishands move down, a tingling sensation fills your core as he grazes your skin softly, his thumb soon begins to play with your clit. You gasp, looking up at him as he smiles. "Does that feel good?" He asks softly, kissing your neck. "Fuck, yes... it does..." You say in between moans. The bulge in his pants begins to grow at the sound of your pleasure, and he leans into your neck, whispering against your ear. "I love your noises," he says, sticking a finger inside of you, "I love your body, I love you." He sticks a second finger inside you, curling them up slightly to hit your g-spot repeatedly.

"I...I love you...too." You pant out, arching your back upwards as you get close to finishing. "Fucking hell you do." he says before removing his fingers with a sudden swift movement, leaving you empty and aching for more. You look up at him, your eyes begging for him again, as you were oh so close.

"Hold on baby." he says, noticing your neediness as he undoes his pants. You don't even mind the name, it makes your heat throb more. You look down, his bulge way more apparent through his boxers, the sight of it fulfilling something in your mind, yet you don't know what. He leans back down, kissing you as he palms his member with one of his hands and unclips your bra with the other.

Slipping it off with ease, Alex hungrily smashes his lips into yours. He knew what he was doing, clearly, and as the kiss goes on, his lips move from your lips, to your neck, to your tits.

He sucks on one gently, biting it softly while holding the other in his hand as you let out breathless whimpers of pleasure. "I want to make you feel so fucking good." He whispers against your breast, your nipples hardening. His hand gently squeezing one, the other positioning his member at the entrance of your pussy.

"I'll go slow at first, okay?" he said, reassuring you. Not that he was big, but he was a little more than average. You nod, readying yourself for the feeling. You needed to feel him, your pussy already wet from the thought. He kissed your neck softly, slowly pushing in.

Fuck.

You haven't done this in a long time, so you forgot the feeling. Your body shudders as he oushes deeper inside of you, and he makes small noises against your neck. "Fuck, you're so tight," he whispers, "Are you okay?" You could feel every vein, every throb, it was a little painful, but it was like you were made to fit his dick. You nod, trying not to make too much noise. He notices this, and thrusts inside you, enticing a yelp out of you.

"Don't hold in your noises, please?" He breathes out against your neck as he begins to thrust slowly. He gets up, now hovering over you, and grabs your arms, pinning them above your head. He looked so hot like this, and you watched his face as he began to slowly thrust into you. Your face contorts slightly, as it was still a little painful, but you let out moans of pleasure. "Yea just like that baby..." He pants, marking your neck as he fucks you. Thinking back to all the times you played with yourself thinking about him, this was better than you had imagined.

"You're doing...so well." he praises between grunts. He looked into your eyes, which were still watching him, and you felt a knot grow in your stomach. "Alex im...i...close..." You say breathlessly, your eyes fluttering to stay open. He thrusts faster, leaning into your neck, "Cum for me baby, cum all over my dick."

Your walls tighten as he says that, sending you over the edge as finish, a state of euphoria washes over you, your mind now fully corrupted. Though when you come to, he continues to fuck you through your climax, your legs starting to shake as waves of pleasure continue to surge through your body. As you become overstimulated, you start to get louder, your eyes fluttering to stay open.

"Just a little more baby, I'm almost there." He says against your neck, his whimpers getting slightly louder, and his thrusts getting more sloppy. The sound of skin slapping against skin gets louder as he goes faster, relentlessly pounding your pussy. He gets up, drapinging your legs over his shoulders and letting your arms free, his thrusts getting more sloppy by the minute. After a little bit, he finally finishes, thrusting his hot, wet seed inside you, covering your walls.

Alex let's out a loud grunt, burying his face in your neck as you wrap your legs around him, your pussy tightening around his dick as he fills you up, his hot seed covering your insides. "Good...fucking girl." He releases your hands, letting his arms rest on both sides of you, his dick twitching slightly inside of you. As you both come down from your highs, breathlessly panting on each other, you cuddle him, your hands tangled in his hair as his arms are wrapped around you.

Then suddenly, he chuckles, before saying between pants, "I think...I think we're late to the...party."

(I didn't know how to end it </3)

[reddsl1mer]

we need more shnoz appreciation bc i cant even BEGINNN to explain how much i freaking love his nose LOOK AT IT

[opalcicle]

Imagine riding Charlie in his car though

Oh bb that's foreshadowing. >:3

Charlie Slimecicle car sex headcanons?

He cannot physically hold you close enough.

You bonk your fucking head and he can't stop apologizing.

He insists on changing the song more than once.

Won't say no to a little road head but feels very unsafe and pulls over immediately.

Bouncing on his lap and he makes a bad joke, you have to kiss him to shut him up

Fucks you too hard, doggy style in the backseat, and that's how you bonk your head

You just want him to stop saying sorry and continue ffs

Draws hearts in the foggy windows when you're cuddling

[pupslimes]

don't let me in with no intention to keep me...

what if i wrote porn? i asked, and then proceeded to write 2k words of foreplay instead. whatever i will eventually add onto this. everyone say yay if you like mutual masturbation because hi. it is another weakness of mine. also my beta told me they read all rpf slime in edward twilights voice so. coping with that. also also reader is afab but i kinda wanna make them a trans guy because reasons

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A hand drags you into the house by your wrist, grip tight and warm. You kick the door closed behind you, and not thirty seconds later Charlie has your back against it and his mouth to yours. The grip on your wrist doesn’t soften, instead, it tugs insistently until your arm floats above your head, and he pins it to the door above you, grip tightening almost imperceptibly. A small whine tumbles into your mouth as he runs his tongue along your bottom lip, begging you. Another sigh escapes him as you open your mouth, and you swallow it while you meet his tongue with yours, pressing gently into his mouth. The heat is practically radiating off of him, and the grip on your wrist gets more insistent, as you let him explore your mouth until you absolutely have to breathe. “Char…” you gasp out, sucking in air, the stars that gathered in the edges of your vision slowly dissapating.

He’s in front of you, eyes wide and lips glistening, chest heaving like yours, but still looking like he’s barely stopping himself from diving back in. “Yeah…” he whispers. He stares at you reverently, almost uncomfortably, but you cant find it in yourself to feel anything but excitement.

You grin slightly. “Come back here. Please,”

Charlie chuckles. “Planning on it,” he grins as he dives back in, slamming his mouth onto yours. As cool as he was acting you could feel his body almost trembling with need for you. It was your fourth date, and he’d played the gentleman for weeks now, barely kissing your cheek as a goodbye when he dropped you off at your door each time. When you’d expressed concern before leaving the car at the end of this date, wondering if he liked you or not, he raked a hand through his hair. “That isn’t it. I like you. A lot,”

“Then what is it?”

“I think I like you too much. Like if I touched you I wouldn’t be able to stop.”

You worried your bottom lip between your teeth, not sure whether or not to believe him, and the movement caught Charlie’s eye. He groaned, dropping his head into his hands briefly. “You’re too pretty. I’m trying very hard to be respectful right now, and you’re making it very difficult.”

You made a split second decision, and leaned forward over the center console of the car. “Char,” His breath caught in his throat lightly. “I want you to kiss me. Please,” Charlie’s mouth opened slightly, and he seemed to struggle for words. “Don’t you want to?” you pouted lightly. You knew you were teasing him, but you couldn’t help yourself. You’d been waiting for this man to kiss you for weeks at this point, and you were tired of waiting.

His eyebrows furrowed softly, slight worry evident in his eyes. “Well, obviously. But..” You cut him off, leaning in further and pressing your mouth to his gently. When nothing happened, you started to draw away, but he followed you over, chasing your mouth with his, hands tangling into your hair almost desperately. He pulled you back into him, mouth clumsily latching onto yours again. “Fuck,” was muttered against your mouth as he bit down on the same spot that was just between your teeth. He jolted at your whimper, groaning softly. A glance down confirmed he was already growing in his pants. His cheeks flushed slightly at your gaze. “I told you,” he groaned. “You have no idea what you do to me,”

Not pulling away too far, you gently whispered, “Want to come in?” He leaned in as your breath ghosted over his face.

And that’s how you found yourself now, pressed against your front door, one of Charlie’s hands pinning your wrist and the other on your waist, softly bucking his hips as his mouth trailed hot kisses down your neck. He gnaws at you like a starving man, leaving marks that would surely need to be covered up tomorrow, only seeming to double down each time a noise slipped past your lips.

“Char…ah, baby…” you managed to get out, and he looked to you, eyes hazy. You start working off your shoes. “Couch, right now, please,” He nods, releasing your arm as he toes off his own shoes and bolted down the hall, running like he knew where he was going. You hear him slide to a stop at the end, socked feet rustling against carpet as he spun in a circle, wondering with way to go. Sense of decorum lost, you drop your keys on the wood floor, making note to apologize to your cat later before racing after him. As you round the corner, his arms envelop you again, nose pressed into the crook of your neck.

“Fuck, baby. Do you know how long I’ve been wanting to do this?”

“Two months?” you wager a guess, calculating time since your first date.

“Make that three,” It had taken a month for you both to have been in town at the same time after you matched. It turns out getting on dating apps during the holidays to prove to your parents you actually were talking to people didn’t turn out well when you actually wanted to talk to the people. You thank your lucky stars Charlie had held out for you, even if now you knew why.

“So fucking pretty,” he murmurs into your neck, the vibrations sending a shiver down your spine. “Perfect. Wanted to fuck you so bad,” A whimper escapes your lips. “You like that, baby? Like when I tell you how much I wanna fuck you?” A tongue up your exposed collarbone. “Come sit in my lap, sweetheart,” Teeth against the spot where your neck and shoulder met. “You can feel how much I want it,” A kiss on a particularly dark mark on your neck.

You turn the two of you in the direction of the living room, and he takes charge again. You’re suddenly thankful he leads you to the couch and guides you into his lap, legs straddling each side of him. You didn’t think that at this point, you could have done it yourself, knees too weak and legs too shaky at Charlie’s words to get there yourself. “Good baby,” he crooned gently as you settle, and your head falls to his shoulder as you whine again. He chuckled softly. “You sound so pretty when you get all flustered. And it’s so easy yo do it too…I don’t think you’d survive half the things I’ve thought about you,” You shake your head, keeping your face in his shoulder so he can’t see your cheeks warming further. He leans down, and you feel his tongue graze the shell of your ear. “I’m going to tell you all of them anyways,” Your hips buck slightly into his, seeking friction, and you feeel him smile against your skin. “Come back up here and kiss me again,” he murmurd, and obviously you oblige, mouth meeting his. As the kiss grew more and more heated, his hand slips under your shirt, palming gently at your chest.

“Oh, fuck,” you break away, arching into his touch. “Please don’t stop,”

“I can’t,” he breathes, reverently, and slides a second hand onto your skin, rucking up your shirt. “Off. Please. You look so pretty in it but I need it off,” You’d worn his favorite color tonight, hoping he’d notice, and maybe finally have the guts to kiss you this time. You can’t help flushing at the memory now.

You reach down to quickly tug it over your head, hoping the brief cover would hide your burning cheeks. You didn’t need to worry. Before you even had it all the way off, Charlie is mouthing at your chest, sucking hickeys into your tits, spreading his hands over them and tugging at your nipples. “You’re so gorgeous…” he mutters under his breath. You curl fingers into his hair and guid him to where you wanted him, which he was happy to oblige. Red, angry marks smatter across your skin as you gently rock back and forth in his lap, his mouth making its way over you again and again, groans reverberating on your skin occasionaly. There would be no way to hide what had happened tomorrow, as he was incredibly through in his work, making his way up your neck once more, peppering kisses behind your ear when you yelped particularly loudly as he grazed the spot with his mouth. Eventually, feeling rather exposed, your hands drift to the hem of his shirt, and he smoothly tugs it off over his head without missing a beat. Fuck. That was hot. Why was that so hot? You push him back at the shoulders, trying to admire him, but he whineds and turns redder the longer you stare, mouth agape at his toned body. His hair is tousled gently now, sticking up in even wilder directions than it was before you made your way inside.

“Fuck. You’re hot,” Your thoughts echo into the room this time.

“Speak for yourself. Can I please keep touching you?” He strains against your hold. You felt his arm muscles flexing, noting just how easily he could break free from you, and noting the fact that he chose not to, before you nod. You settle for running your hands down his sides as he attacked your chest again, admiring his body through feel alone, digging your nails in whenever a particular spot had you writhing in his lap.

He glances up at you several minutes later, eyes slightly widened, cheeks flushed, panting. “Can you… nghh. Can you touch me? Please?” He guides your hand down, and you feel his pulse in his dick. His head falls into your shoulder as you gently palm it, experimenting with a soft squeeze.

You gulp. “I’ve.. I’ve never…” His head raises from your shoulder and cocks to the side, eyes meeting yours. “I don’t know how to make you feel good. I’ve never touched a cock,” As embarassed as you are, breaking eye contact felt wrong, so you maintain his gaze as you admit to him why you’re so visibly nervous now.

A lazy smile spread across his face. “Can I show you?”

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Raveled Skeins of Silk

Charlie Slimecicle x Fem!Reader | N.SFW mdni, cunnilingus, vanilla PIV sex | ~1.3k words

Summary: It takes you and Charlie by surprise how much he loves your silk robe.

The silk felt cool on your skin. The robe was a cute souvenir from your friend's wedding years ago and was forgotten until you found it today in the back of your closet. The soft fabric flowed down to mid-thigh and the matching silk belt emphasized the curve of your waist. You're tidying up the kitchen for the night and putting away the clean dishes when you hear your boyfriend, Charlie, pad into the room.

"Hey, sweetheart. I'm almost done here," you say, storing the remaining glasses on one of the higher shelves. The robe rises up your thighs as you reach to put away the last one. You feel the weight of the glass leave your hand as Charlie grabs it from behind, reaches over you, and places it in its proper spot.

"Oh, thanks, hun." You try to turn and face him but find yourself trapped between the counter and Charlie's hips. You feel him place his palms on the outside of your thighs, caressing the fabric under his hands. His lips find the crook between your neck and your shoulder.

"This is new," he hums against your skin and scrunches the fabric before returning to the smooth touches. His hair is damp from the shower. It brushes against your cheek and leaves a trail of droplets. You inhale the woody scent of his shampoo. His hands continue to pet over the silk, migrating from your hips up to your waist and stomach.

"Found it today," you reply. "You like it?"

"Yeah," he murmurs into your shoulder. His hands start to wander in different directions. One hand continues up towards your chest and the other slinks its way down past the belt.

You suck in a gasp when he finally cups your tit, pawing at your chest over the silk. His other hand weaves through the fabric at your thighs and runs his fingers at your core.

Charlie breathes a laugh, "Not wearing anything under? Were you expecting this?" He continues to slide back and forth over your lips, spreading the slick. He places gentle kisses along the curve of your jaw.

Your breathing labors and you grip the edge of the kitchen counter. "It's all–ah–in the wash." You shift your hips in an attempt to reach your clit with his fingers but he stays on your outer lips.

Suddenly, his hands leave your core and you're flipped around to face him. The counter digs at your back. Charlie's pupils are blown and you see him rake his eyes over your body. The robe is no longer wrapped properly around you. One half fell to the side and he eagerly takes in the exposed parts of your body.

He ducks his head down and hungrily captures your lips with his own. You're both breathing heavily as he dominates the kiss. Your hands move to cup his jaw and push your hips up to meet his. You can feel his thick cock pushing against his flannel pajama pants. Charlie grips the backs of your thighs and swiftly lifts you atop the counter all while never breaking the kiss. You snake your hand between your bodies and palm him through his pants. He moans into your mouth and bucks into your hand.

He unties the belt, opening the robe fully. You begin to shrug off the robe when he stops you. "Don't," Charlie mumbles against your lips, "Keep it on." He kisses you deeply once again then drags his lips to your neck. He continues kissing down to your collarbone and over your tits, before kneeling on the kitchen floor.

He palms at the silk fabric over your thighs and pushes them apart. You stare down at him, your chest heaving.

"God, you're so beautiful," he praises. He runs a finger through the wetness and brushes against your clit making you mewl. "My beautiful girl."

He hooks your legs, one in each arm, and pulls you closer to the edge of the countertop. You feel his warm breath against your heat.

"Please, Charlie," you whine. His eyes soften and he closes the gap between you and his mouth. He laps at your cunt, drinking in your moans. Your fingers thread through his hair and you tighten your thighs around his head. He slips a finger in you then a second one and you feel the pressure building in your core.

"Fuck. I'm close, baby."

Charlie hums against your cunt and you feel white heat envelope you as you cum. Your thighs quiver against Charlie's grip and you push against his head. Despite your high-pitched whines, he doesn't relent and you shake from the overstimulation. After a few more seconds, he parts from your lips. His chest is heaving and his jaw is soaked in a mixture of his spit and your juices. He rises and kisses you. You taste yourself on his tongue.

"You're so good for me," he whispers and you blush from the praise. You hastily untie his pajama pants and he whisks his shirt off. He wraps his arms around you and lifts you from the counter to stand on the floor. You begin to drop to your knees but he stops you. He flips you back around to face the counter and pushes you down until you're bent over. Your nipples harden against the cool granite.

"'M already close," he says, "need to be in you."

The silk robe drapes over you. Charlie gathers the fabric from your thighs and bunches it at your back to reveal your ass. You arch back into his touch. He keeps his grip on the fabric as he holds his cock to your pussy, rubbing his tip against your swollen clit. A spark of pleasure runs down your spine and you moan.

Charlie aligns himself with you and slowly pushes in, emitting deep grunts with every inch. The pressure against your walls is satisfying and you clench around him which draws out another moan from the man.

Once fully in, he pauses and you can hear his deep breaths. He releases his grip on the robe and smooths the fabric over your back. "You feel so soft," he says and thrusts up into you. He builds a slow pace at first and grips your hips as he moves in and out.

"I don't think I could get anything done if you keep wearing this around the house, sweetheart." His hips start moving faster. "All I'd ever wanna do is touch you." He smooths his hands up your back, sliding over the silk down your arms and intertwines his fingers in yours.

Your eyes roll back and your body rocks rhythmically against the counter with his thrusts. "That's all I want, baby," you whimper, "Jus' want you to touch me."

He grips your jaw and turns your head into a deep kiss. You moan into each other's mouths as he snakes a hand back down to your cunt. He swirls at your bud a few times and you're cumming again, convulsing around his cock.

"God, you're so fucking tight," he grunts out. His hips slam into you a few more times then jerks a final thrust into you. His grip on your hips is unforgiving and he attempts to drive deeper into you as he paints your walls with his cum. He stays in you for a few beats. Both of you are panting, relishing the wave of tiredness that washes over your bodies.

You clench around him and he jerks. He pulls out slowly and leans back to watch his seed drip out of your pussy. Charlie releases his grip on your hips and your legs quiver under you.

He scoops you up bridal style, heads to the living room, and lays you on the couch. He settles in next to you, nestling you between his body and the cushions. He lays an arm over your waist, his hand on the small of your back caressing the silk fabric.

"I take it that you really like the robe," you tease, pressing a quick kiss to his nose.

He chuckles, "Maybe a little too much. Might be detrimental to my health."

You giggle as Charlie kisses your jaw. He eyes the silk robe and toys with the end of the belt.

"I'm gonna buy you twenty more."

A/N: Wooo thank you for reading! Long time smut reader (like, 12 years jfc) finally writes her first piece of smut :D

Feel free to req anything Charlie Slimecicle or JSchlatt <3

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wennie's masterlist !!!

bold = 18+ (MDNI) !please alert me if a link isn't working!

jschlatt:

schlatt waking you up and using you however he wants

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

bratty munch schlatt

sex chocolates

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

cnc gunplay with schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

breeding kink with schlatt

schlatt hires a hot secretary and can't stay away

giggly sex/mating press with schlatt

phone sex with schlatt

schlatt x fwb!reader hcs

schlatt buys you a maid outfit

schlatt but reader's being a brat (camping p1)

breeding kink but this time he makes your belly bulge

shibari japan fic p1

cnc lc!schlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

sexy cool reader takes schlatt's virginity (college au)

schlatt eats pussy for the first time (college au)

jealous schlatt (college au)

schlatt steals your panties

hole inspection w/ schlatt

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

priest schlatt

spooning and jerking off schlatt

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

feederism/eructophilia with schlatt

mild cnc/intox with schlatt

schlatt x single mom!reader (how you met hcs)

schlatt x single mom!reader p1

schlatt catches you humping a rammie plushie

lc!schlatt halloween party intox

schlatt feeds you leftover halloween candy

schlatt short blurb 1

schlatt nsfw alphabet

ted nivison:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

smoking with ted and he gets really shy

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

ted shower sex

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

ted oral fixation hcs

ted cnc stoned reader free use

ted and cscoop three way

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

taking ted's virginity (college au)

ted eating you out with a mustache

tedschlatt:

getting caught being a slut on ted's couch

ted finds footage of you and schlatt

double penetration with poly!tedschlatt

sitting on schlatt's lap when ted walks in

tedschlatt get reader high and take advantage

ted and schlatt mommy kink hcs

cooper cscoop:

ted and cscoop three way

intox + cnc high and scared reader with cooper

soft smut cooper with chronically ill!reader

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p1

cscoop sfw & nsfw hcs p2

cooper takes your virginity

cooper taking pictures and videos of you hcs

long distance video call sex with cooper

cuddly sex w/ cooper

cscoop nsfw alphabet

charlie slimecicle:

asking him to take you home from a party leads to more

buying charlie a toy to use while you're gone on a trip

charlie begging to sit under your desk so he can taste you

trying for a baby with charlie

taking charlie's virginity (college au)

making charlie film himself jerking off in a mirror

virgin!college au:

part 1 (taking schlatt's virginity)

part 2 (schlatt eats you out for the first time)

part 3 (taking charlie's virginity)

part 4 (how schlatt finds out about you and charlie)

part 5 (taking ted's virginity)

part 6 (schlatt finds out)

part 7 (foursome...?)

[melxdigz]

Reminding you guys that this happened.

[anotherfcknschlattsimp]

Kinktober Day 2

one bed trope

let's go

schlatt

jokes about taking the bed and you taking the couch, but overall wants to share the bed “for comfort’s sake toots”

very upset about it (or so you think)

tries to stay a respectful distance from you

dreams about you nonstop in more and more lewd ways. wakes up in the middle of the night with a b o n e r i tell you what

he had to fix that shit NEOW 

hopes you wont wake up while he’s desecrating the close friendship you two have built on trust

aka, jerking off next to his crush and best friend while in bed with them after dreaming about fucking them

gets VERY scared and insecure when you wake up and catch him, ready to flee

ted (im realizing i am not a ted writer)

offers to take the couch

you say you’d rather have him lay with you than sit in the cuck chair all night, his spine would be ruined and mess up his attitude for the next day of shooting

doesn’t take all that much convincing 

offers his arm for you to cuddle him if you wanted

also one to dream of you while trying not to think about how close and warm and pretty much perfect you are, pressed right up to his side

you wake up in the morning with ted spooning you and with something uncomfortably poking your ass

ted doesnt seem to be awake yet so you test a theory by rubbing yourself against him

he moans out your name among choruses of swears as he finally cums his pants

you can feel the wet patch but dont want to clean up before he wakes and has to deal with the fact that he did that

read: fuck you how he did in his dream

charlie

insists on taking the couch

i mean INSISTS

you have to drag him to the bed

you dont give him a chance at distancing from you, pulling him into a cuddling position

“cuddle me char-char” you say in an overly innocent tone

he finally sinks into the embrace and rests his eyes for the night, still nervous about what might happen

he’s had naughty dreams about you before and just prayed that it wouldnt happen tonight

you wake up and notice your hand drifted south to charlie’s hard cock

when you realize, you give a couple experimental strokes which were greeted by him humping your hand and his pretty little whimpers 

you make a hard decision (to wake him up to you sucking him off or you riding him)

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