#after awhile i was feeling my arms and legs again and slowly got up but then fell back down

[zofias]

dont read honestly but i need to say something because i am terrified 

[bonesandchalamet]

in this world, it’s just us — Finnick odair

masterlist | pairing: Finnick odair x reader

summary: in a world where hunger games don’t exist anymore it’s just you and Finnick

warnings: fluff

a/n: finally writing for finnick 🤭

you can hear his breath escape his lips, it’s faint, but it’s all that matters. he’s alive in your arms and in your bedroom.

nights were never the same, consisting of some form of him muttering incoherent words, legs thrashing, and thick sweat glistening against the sheets. the hunger games haunt him, even in a world where he’s safe.

there’s no president snow, there’s no more kids being hunted by others. the odds were in everyone’s favor, and people could sleep well again. except those in their respected districts victors villages.

the soft grunt that escapes his lips indicates he’s awake now. he rolls carefully onto his side, almost like he doesn’t want wake you, but you’ve been awake for some time. reflecting on what the nights could’ve been if finnick never was picked at such a young age.

“you’re doing it again.” he mutters, you feel him shift closer to you, his warm clammy skin pressed against yours, “you’re thinking about the if’s.”

he tsk’s you, and yanks the covers off your bodies to reveal the cool air of the house. it feels nice, after tossing and turning in the heat trapped sheets, you allow yourself to stretch out against the mattress and watch finnick rise for the day.

no day was ever the same, but finnick needed a new task everyday, or else he’d go insane. he needed to occupy himself from the loss and maybe even the ache. you never knew, he was a closed book about his experiences.

you watch him gather around to fish, a typical morning routine despite the overflowing amount of food in your house. you never objected or asked him not to go, it was the one thing finnick enjoyed and he could now do so freely. who were you to stop him?

“can I join you?” the words slip your mouth without a second guess, and he’s stopping in his tracks. you’ve never taken up much of an interest in fishing, not since you didn’t have to do so anymore, but you loathed sitting around waiting for him to return. plus, it gave you something to do as well.

“you better hurry.”

scurrying out of bed, you find yourself rushing with the sunrise and finnicks personal clock, but by the time you’re down by the water, no one else is even there and the sun is just starting to rise.

“what’s the plan?” you ask, turning to face him he’s got a trident in his hand, his typical choice of weapon that somehow made it back to district four along with him.

“we hunt, we go home, and then we eat.” he says offering a small smile before moving carefully and slowly into the water. he moves with such precision, careful not to alarm the fish. any movement and they’ll scatter along. you watch him hunt for awhile until it’s your turn, you don’t come up as lucky as he does, but he still applauds the three fish you killed.

“now we eat and save some for dinner.” he smiles, content with the couple hours of work done. without telling, it’s most likely noon and your stomach was reminding you of the lack of food in your stomach.

the hike home doesn’t take long and Finnick is cooking while you shower. the warm water trickles down your back, soothing away the morning worries. you take longer than you normally do, just to enjoy the silence your mind finally gives you before turning off the water.

emerging from the shower, he’s leaning in the doorway. a cocky smile against his lips that if it weren’t for his beauty, you’d attempt anyway to erase it.

“you think about me in there?”

“never in a million years would I think about you in my shower.” you pick up a soft towel, running the fabric all across your body and through the ends of your hair. out the corner of your eye, you can still see that smile. the smile that every girl falls for when finnick would enter a room. he’s easy to like, bright eyes, beautiful smile, golden blond hair, and an ego so big sometimes it’s adorable, other times? not so much.

“you’re awful at lying. it’s actually one of your worst traits.”

“and you’ve got an awfully big ego, it’s one of your worst traits.” you fire back with a smile on your face leaving him to roll his eyes and tell you lunch was waiting for you.

In this world, it's just us

You know it's not the same as it was

[salamanderst]

Heaven <matt Sturniolo>

Warnings: smut, giving head (m receiving), use of y/n (I tried to use it as little as possible.) praising?, first time, pet names (baby), idk what else lemme know if I should add something else

A/n: my first post on This acc 🥳🥳 definitely not my first smut but I hope you guys like it!

“Hi baby!!” I say as I hear the front door of my apartment open.

No reply. That’s weird, he always is excited when he comes over, especially if it’s a surprise and not planned.

I see him walk over to me plopping on the couch with his arms crossed not even looking at me.

“Matt what’s wrong?”

“Chris, he keeps pissing me off. Like anything I do he mocks me and makes fun of me it’s so fucking annoying.”

“I’m sorry baby I know he’s a hard on you. You can stay here as long as you want!” I say giving him a kiss on his head.

“Mh.” He gives a slight smile, clearly not in the mood to talk, I leave him be and put on one of our favourite movies.

I snuggled up next to him wanting to feel his touch since he I haven’t seen him in awhile and won’t talk to me.

“Matt? Do you wanna talk about what happened?” I say looking up at him, I mean there’s no way he’s this mad at his brother.

“It’s nothing.”

“Matt, it’s not nothing tell me.”

“Fine, I was in the kitchen I was just making some toast for breakfast. Chris was on the couch and Nick was upstairs in his room. Then Chris just started saying how I need to lighten up more and I’m so boring and never fun to be around. I was like what the fuck. you know, I didn’t even do anything. So I said that and he said ‘well you know you’re just always grumpy I’m surprised you have a girlfriend.’ And then I went off on him and left.”

“Oh, I’m sorry baby that’s so fucking dumb of him to say, but I don’t think he meant any harm Matt. And you’re not boring you’re great to be around.”

“Yea.” He said with a smile giving me a kiss on the cheek.

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Matts pov

After she said that I swear I lost it, I don’t even know why, like she didn’t even do anything but my pants immediately grew tight.

“Hey pass the blanket it’s a little chilly in here.” I said with a small laugh.

“Are you joking it’s so hot today you’re gonna be way to hot with a blanket.”

Shit

“Yea I guess but I don’t know I’m like so cold.”

“Well uh it’s warmer in my bedroom if you wanna go in there and besides the only blanket I have in here is super small.” She said getting up and laughing.

I followed her to the bedroom, thank god my dick was only semi hard you could barely tell, at least I hope so.

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End of Matt’s pov

When he asked for the blanket I immediately saw, he’s not too sneaky. Asking for a blanket well it’s literally boiling in here? So as anyone would I took him to my bedroom.

Me and Matt have been together for 5 months I’ve never done anything with anyone other than kissing and holding hands. Me and Matt have gotten close to doing things but never actually did.

And today was a great day to feel ready, I mean he’s in a mad mood and got hard to me comforting him? I should at least help.

“Matt.. why’d you lie?”

“Uh lie about what?” He knew what I don’t know why he’s playing dumb.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed I kneeled down in between his legs.

“Matt you know what.” I said making sure to keep eye contact.

“I’m s-sorry you know I can’t control that..” he replied looking away.

“No it’s okay.” I said having a smile on my face. “Actually I had an idea.”

“Mmh and what’s that?” He remarked.

I didn’t reply I gave him a smile and started to unzip his jeans.

“Y/n you sure I don’t wanna pressure you.”

Again I didn’t respond I just gave a nod and a smile.

I put his pants down to his jeans and pulled down his boxers his dick immediately springing out.

Holy shit, I just stared.

“Somethings wrong?” He laughed.

“No, no it’s nothing.”

I kissed his tip leaking percum. I jerked him off before doing anything, I mean I didn’t really know what to do.

I slowly put my head down letting his length in my month, jerking off what I couldn’t fit. bopping my head up and down but not too fast.

“Mmh so good baby.” He whimpered putting his hand in my hair.

I started going a little faster but Matt started pushing my head down almost face fucking me.

“Oh f-fuck you feel so good.” He moaned bopping my head up and down faster, making me gag.

He gripped any hair using me as a fuck toy making tears form in my eyes. Was it to much? Yea, but for Matt I didn’t mind I knew he felt good.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” His dick twitched in my month making shivers go down my spine.

“You gonna take it mmh?” He said looking down at me.

I looked up and him nodding my head. He started bobbing my head up and down faster and faster.

“Oh S-shit I’m close.”

Tears pouring down my face at this point as he shot his load into my mouth, swallowing it.

He pushed my head to the base of his dick, him filling my mouth not letting me get up, whispering curse words.

He finally let go of his grip on my hair looking at me, his face having and extremely worried look.

I started laughing.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry baby was that to much are you okay??” He said rubbing my cheek and putting my hair behind my ear.

“Matt no, no it’s okay I loved it.” I gave him a smile wiping his cum still on my mouth.

“Are you sure you have tears??”

“Matt it’s okay really I’m fine.” I laugh again giving him a kiss on the forehead. “Let’s go get cleaned up and then watch a movie?”



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[atierrorian]

| Past Curfew | — R.R

PARING: RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS X GN!READER ♡

SYNOPSIS: You never expected to catch him out of all people to be out here, especially after Curfew.

˗ˏˋGENRE ´ˎ˗ — Romance, Fluff

˗ˏˋCW ´ˎ˗ — None.

˗ˏˋNOTES ´ˎ˗ — [Name] is not Yuu, this is based of from my headcanons, I do not know hedgehog behavior, been awhile since I wrote a separate fanfic for my bbg♡

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When you left your room to get some fresh air— you didn't expect your Housewarden to be out here. Especially because it was already past curfew and knowing him, if he were to ever catch someone out here this late… Well, let's just say it's "off" with their head.

''But then again, why is he out here too?'' You thought as you kept watching Riddle interact with the hedgehogs. Shit, wait, that sounds creepy… Were you becoming a stalker like Rook?? Oh by the Great Sevens, you hoped not.

But, to be fair, a lot of things have changed around here. After you, the Prefect of Ramshackle, and the others saved Riddle from his Overblot, he changed. Maybe not entirely but he's getting there. And you're proud of his progress.

But back to the main topic at hand. You quickly hid behind the unpainted rose bush, hoping he didn't see you. You were still in your pajamas and the air was chilly. You shivered from the cold atmosphere before peering over the rose bush and saw Riddle's back facing you.

You didn't know what he was doing, but you suspect it had something to do with the hedgehogs.

He always had such a soft spot for them.

You couldn't exactly hear what he was saying, but you could make out some of them.

"I don't know, should I?"

"What if they…"

And something of the sort. He kept cutting off, so you couldn't exactly hear most of his words. But damn were you curious. It sounded like he was talking about someone. And his tone is so… Soft while speaking about them.

A twinge made its way through your heart. Your chest tightened at the feeling. You slowly placed your right hand where your chest was and felt it beating fast. You bit your bottom lip before shaking off the feeling.

With a slight push, your body leaned in closer, just a bit. Or, at least what you thought was little until you stumbled and lost your footing. An audible gasp escaped your lips and you felt yourself hit the dirt. You groaned, trying to get up from the dirt. You were so focused you didn't even hear footsteps coming your way.

When you managed to lift your head— the first thing you saw was a frown on Riddle Rosehearts's lips, his brows furrowed. You stared blankly and your breath hitched, you were caught.

Both of you couldn't utter a single word. Just staring at each other— admiring one another's features. But was it just you, or, was Riddle's expression getting softer by the second until his lips weren't a frown anymore, instead, it was a thin line pressed against each other.

But, while you continued to admire his features, you both were interrupted by a gruff. You looked beside Riddle's leg and saw a red-colored hedgehog, tilting its cute little head at you curiously.

Riddle looked down at the little critter, watching them get closer to you and snuggling up to your face. Right, you were still lying on the ground. The Hedgehog scurried back to Riddle and you got up from the ground and wiped off some dirt that clung onto your pajamas.

When you looked up, the first thing you saw was Riddle's stern expression looking at you; with the hedgehog in his arms. You stood there, not knowing what to do before bowing and trying to muster up an apology.

"I-Im so sorry for being out here past curfew Housewarden… I promise I was only trying to get some fresh air for a few minutes and return to my room afterward…" Each sentence became low until it was nothing but a whisper only you could hear. Knowing Riddle, you were expecting a big, long lecture. Or, be collared, or something of the usual.

Riddle sighed, having a dilemma whether or not he should collar you or not; but then again, why is he contemplating? By now you should already have that heart-shaped collar on your neck! Riddle puffed and scolded himself in his mind, knowing that his choice would be considered 'biased' by the others.

But they don't have to know. Besides, it's not favoritism!

Riddle tried to persuade himself that his actions weren't partisanship. It somewhat worked.

"It's fine I can overlook this one time. But don't let me catch you out here at this time again, okay?" He said, returning to the Garden to put the hedgehog back into their cage.

Meanwhile, you stood there— blinked once, twice, thrice being dumbfounded, not knowing what to do at this revelation.

On the other hand, once Riddle was out of your earshot, his face immediately turned red that could rival even his hair, and his heart pounding against his chest. The hedgehog in his arms and the ones on the ground wondered if he was okay.

BONUS:

Riddle pondered if he should send you the letter he wrote after that incident last night. He poured all his feelings onto the paper and wondered if you felt the same.

In the end, he did send the letter. And let's just say, he's never been in a happier mood than ever.

WOW. This took awhile. But hi! Hoped you guys enjoyed this short yet wholesome fic! The first fic of 2024 on my blog. And many more to come after!

[moodymisty]

Bad Batch - Sleeping/Cuddling Headcanons

Author’s Note: I've had these in my drafts since I started this blog a year ago, so... enjoy? :3

Relationships: Tech x Gn!Reader, Crosshair x Gn!Reader, Hunter x Gn!Reader, Wrecker x Gn!Reader, and Echo x Gn!Reader

Warnings: One or two very mild hints of lewd content, so I'm being very safe 18+ only

✦ Wrecker ✦

Wrecker has always found the feeling of sleeping with something- or someone- in his arms soothing. Maybe it's the weight, or just the feeling of his arms cradling around something soft. Lula was always there for him, and he still has the stuffed tooka sitting comfortably, and close by, in the corner of his bunk.

When you came along, you ended up replacing the plush tooka in a way; Serving as a new, larger thing to hold.

Whether he's on his back and you're on his chest, or on his side and he's got your front or back against his chest, Wrecker will always have both arms effectively caging you in a hug; Holding you tight.

When it's cold, as The Marauder often gets when you're in hyperspace, it's magical. This man is a human heater in it's purest form, and him snuggling close is warmer than almost any blanket.

And also waking up after some sleep is almost always a highlight. You'll get a kiss and a 'good morning' (even if you're in hyperspace and gods know what time it is) before you have to break apart and get out of bed. Or his bunk. Or the co-pilot's seat because you fell asleep in his lap again.

But Wrecker is usually a heavy sleeper, so you've become a master at slowly wriggling your way out if you need to in the middle of the 'night', and then slipping right back in, feeling his arms re-tighten once you return into his reach.

Every now and again however Wrecker will be latched onto you too tight to allow you freedom, and you end up having to wake him up in order to escape.

Sometimes he'll let you go right away, but other times he'll put up a fight and smirk before putting some weight on you, trapping you with him until you pay the toll to escape.

The toll is always a kiss or sometimes two; Though lately he keeps raising the price...

✦ Hunter ✦

Hunter admittedly takes a decent while before he's willing to be affectionate to the degree of cuddling.

He has to get using to being with someone in such a vulnerable state, and train himself out of bad habits that tell him to keep these types of things to himself, and people at arms length.

But you're nothing if not persistent, (while also being patient and understanding of course) and after a few times of falling asleep on his shoulder or inviting him to spend the night at your home, he eventually gets his inner thoughts sorted out and allows himself to indulge.

Once he's more comfortable, Hunter is always the big spoon. Tugging the covers almost and sometimes completely overtop of the both of you, Hunter will wrap his arms around your waist and tug close enough that his face presses against the back of your head.

It almost feels like a little cocoon or nest in a way, and even if you don't normally sleep like this, you have to admit it's very comfortable. (Though maybe having Hunter as part of the equation helps just a bit.)

As he's getting more sleepy he'll always take a deep breath and sigh, your hair brushing against his skin. He once tried to explain it to you once; That your familiar scent being so close meant that you were safe and he could relax. That with you in his arms, he could loosen his shoulders and close his eyes, knowing you were right here and unharmed.

Hunter always hates the way he eventually has to drag himself from the little pocket of warmth beneath the blankets you both created, but he at least got a good night's rest.

When he can't have you close by however, he absolutely has something that serves your place usually while deployed on The Marauder.

For awhile it was one of your nightshirts, and another time it was a small blanket you'd use to drape over your legs when it was cold. They both smell like you, and with his senses it helps him get to sleep that little bit faster when you aren't right there.

✦ Tech ✦

Tech often falls asleep in places he shouldn’t, and most times you end up having to herd him back towards his bunk in order to get him to sleep properly.

If and when he does lay down he’s almost always on his back, leaving an arm away from his body so you can tuck against his side.

It was a bit awkward for him at first; He felt like he needed to figure the 'right' way to do sleep in the same bed together or hold you. He ended up taking your comfort as him doing it 'right' enough however, and quickly embraced his new sleeping habits.

If he doesn't instantly pass out he’ll usually tinker or read something, sometimes out loud; As once you'd asked him to, eager to listen and him eager to share. It also helps that Tech's voice is extremely consistent and soothing, and more often than not can lull you to sleep faster than anything else can.

Recently however, you’ve been trying to read to him as well. He had given you his datapad with something pulled up and quietly asked if you would; Saying he wanted to continue reading, but his head hurt too much to stare at the screen for any longer. But Tech can't leave things unfinished, even if for a few hours.

He seemed almost surprised when you had said yes, every now and again glancing over to see his eyes closed with goggles off while you read on to the next sentence.

Now almost every time you're both pressed side to side, with Tech always having an arm around you as you or him partake in some pre-sleep winding down.

Sometimes you might stutter or find the topic he's chosen a bit boring, but he seems to really enjoy it, listening to you repeat sentences of borderline incomprehensible technological theorycrafting while you wiggle deeper into the hold his arm has around your shoulders. Your cuddles and sleeping habits are a consistent, well oiled machine, which always end with a goodnight kiss.

(Meanwhile, Hunter is cursing his hearing. Please put down the datapad it's been over an hour and you're both still mumbling about software constraints and he is suffering.)

✦ Echo ✦

Echo has always had trouble sleeping, especially before you’d arrived in his life. Though even if he does, and it's obvious, it takes more than a little while for him to allow himself to show he is troubled by it.

So it ends up taking a little while before you get to the point of cuddling up, and even then, you can feel Echo is a little stiff and awkward. It wasn't bad when you sit in the same seat as him, just laying your legs over his so your weight doesn't weigh down his legs, but now that your limbs are all tangled up, it's a bit more obvious.

He admits that he worries his cybernetics make him uncomfortable for you to lay with, and that maybe it isn't the best idea. He doesn't want to hurt you, he says, illuding to you waking up with dents on your skin from where your leg laid against his.

But you wake up with dents in your skin from your clothes or your leg falling off the side of your bed or the bunks in The Marauder, you're not going to let something so silly prevent you from waking up with him beside you.

Speaking of Echo's cybernetics they often make him run a bit colder than the average person, but you have zero complaints. Especially if you're on a hot planet like Tatooine...

It also means you better have more than one blanket, as he'll probably end up stealing it while he sleeps. You're all snuggled against his chest with his chin on your head, until suddenly your back feels cold; The blanket having been pulled away.

There's also been a few times that he's teasingly put a cold piece of metal against your skin under the blankets and made you almost squeal, but bringing that up always makes him feign innocence.

But most of all, he loves waking up before you, and enjoy the feeling of going back to sleep with you again. Sometimes he'll sneak a little kiss but it oftentimes it ends up waking you up, but you don't mind.

✦ Crosshair ✦

Crosshair often sleeps partly leaning up, even if you lament about how that would destroy your back if you ever tried it.

Part of it is always wanting to be alert and ready to go if anything happens, and sometimes he simply passes out while working on something (his rifle, usually).

When you end up joining him in his own bunk instead of your own, for the first while he continues the habit, feeling as you lay close to him with your head by his waist.

He pretends to not be fond of the affection- as he always does- though he never actually puts his foot down. He continues to let you awkwardly sleep on him, until he finally relents to start laying on his back and you throw an arm over his stomach.

He'll throw his arm over his eyes and fall asleep, and even he can't deny that when he wakes up, he feels a little better than usual.

The sniper is absolutely a heat leech, and he- embarrassingly so to him, gets particularly cuddly when he's cold. He runs chilly, and he doesn't say it, but he really enjoys having someone keeping the little pocket of air underneath the one thin blanket he has warm because his body can't seem to do so itself...

He's far more open to this sort of affection when you're alone, like in your home per say, but if you're on The Marauder, he doesn't mind too much if you sneak into his bunk. He'll give you a little side eye, but it's more amused than anything.

It's not gotten to the point that if you for some reason don't instantly join him as you usually do, Crosshair will end up getting almost frustrated, and you'll be able to feel the heat on your back.

Sometimes you'll wake up randomly almost feeling like he's brushing your hair out of your face or touching your forehead, but he always denies doing such a thing with a scoff if you sleepily roll over and ask.

[southerngothicchic]

Obedience

18+

"You're home," you sleepily say, as you feel someone sitting on the bed.

You turn towards him, facing the faint light from the bedside lamp, to see him unlacing his boots. He glances over his shoulder at you and smiles.

"How was your day?" You ask, as he stands to take off his clothes.

"Don't wanna talk about it," he replies, as he pulls his camo pants down his thighs.

"Oh, sorry, honey," you reply, as he takes off his shirt.

Once he's left in his white undershirt and boxers, he stands next to the bed, looking down at you affectionately. You have the covers pulled up to your chin and when he pulls them back he frowns.

"I thought I told you I wanted you to be naked when I got home..." he whines, his eyes taking in you wearing one of his shirts with panties peeking out underneath.

"You did, but it was so cold in here, that I curled up under the covers and evidently fell asleep," you explain, while cringing.

His expression softens as his eyes travel up your legs to the curvature of your ass.

"Its ok, baby," he smiles. "I know you're still getting used to the winters up here."

He then climbs into bed with you, pressing his body against yours.

"I don't know how you survive them year after year," you add, while he gazes at you, sweetly.

"Its just part of living here, after awhile, the cold doesn't really bother you anymore," he says, leaning in to trail kisses along your neck. "Missed you, baby..." he then breathes, against your skin.

"Missed you, too," you reply, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He starts sucking a lovebite into your skin. At first, you sigh when he roughly bites you, but he keeps biting a little too hard.

You whine his name, as you try to push him away. He doesn't budge, as he's obviously much stronger than you.

"Sorry, just want everyone to know you're mine," he breathes.

"But they already do, the whole town knows we're engaged," you then remind him.

"Yeah, but I see some of the looks you still get, and it makes me want to knock their teeth out," he says, with a scowl.

You smile and cradle his face, oddly flattered by his possessiveness.

"Speaking of," he begins, raising his head, so he can look into your eyes, "since you're gonna be my future wife, we need to work on your obedience-"

"My obedience?"

"Yeah, as my wife you'll need be dutiful and obey me..." he continues, matter of factly.

"Really? That's a bit archaic, don't you think?"

He furrows his brows in confusion as you roll your eyes.

"Old fashioned, I mean. Your dad really did a number on you, didn't he?"

"Don't bring him into this-"

"Its hard not to when you sound just like him," you snap, as he clenches his jaw.

"I don't want to get into this again, not tonight," he says, shaking his head. "I just...I just wish you would do as you're told..."

"Gator-"

He cuts you off by kissing you forcefully.

"Don't you want to make me happy?" He asks, against your lips.

"Of course I do."

"Then you'll do as I say," he growls, before sitting up.

You gaze up at him, wary.

"Strip for me," he adds, kneeling on the bed, next to you.

You glare at him for a moment,  before slowly getting up, temporarily leaving the warmth of the bed. The slight chill in the air gives you goosebumps as you pull your shirt over your head. He licks his lips at the sight of your bare chest. You then teasingly take your panties off, as his eyes follow your movements. He palms himself through his boxers as he hungrily looks you up and down.

He crawls to the side of the bed and sits, with his legs open, inviting you to stand between them. You take a step forward and his hands are immediately all over you.

"Fuck..." he sighs, as he doesn't know where to look. "So beautiful, baby."

He looks up at you, as you drape your arms around him. You lean down and press a filthy kiss to his lips, that has him moaning into it. You then move to straddle his lap.

"I think I've already been a good wife in training for you," you breathily begin, against his neck. "I mean, the house is always clean, dinner's always ready when you get home, there's a twelve pack of Mountain Dew in the fridge..." Your voice trails off as you press tantalizing kisses along his neck "...and, most importantly, I let you fuck me whenever you want."

He's already been reduced to a whimpering mess, as he swallows clumsily.

"That's pretty good, don't you think?" You ask, kissing your way up to his jaw.

He nods, while you subtly grind yourself against his clothed bulge. You press more kisses to his cheek, before he turns his head, connecting his lips to yours. His kiss is sloppy, lustful and you love it.

He then manhandles you onto your back, without breaking the kiss. He moves his hips just right against yours, making you whine into his mouth.

He pulls away, grinning. "You have been so good to me, baby... that's why I wanted you all for myself, you were meant to be my girl..."

You sigh his name as he sits up to pull his undershirt over his head. You reach up to run your hands over his chest, before he rolls off you to take off his boxers. He quickly climbs on top of you, nestling his hips between your legs. He smiles as you instinctively spread them for him.

"I can't wait to marry you, honey," he says, leaning in close so his nose brushes your cheek. "And make you mine forever."

You smile up at him, before he kisses you softly. His sudden vulnerability surprises you, though you welcome this side of him.

Your kisses turn needy as you feel him throbbing, aching to be inside you.

"Mmm, you want me, baby?" He purrs into a kiss.

"I want you..."

"Kiss me," he commands.

You pull him to you and kiss him hard, your tongue licking over his.

"Tell me you're my girl," he breathes, against your lips.

"I'm your girl," you whine, as his tip teases your entrance.

"Say it again," he instructs, nipping at your bottom lip.

"I'm yours, Gator," you breathe, while looking up at him, and smoothing your hand through his slicked back hair.

He smirks. "I knew you could be obedient after all...I think you deserve a reward..."

He then slides himself inside you with one harsh thrust, making your back arch and your lips part with a cry of his name.

"Keep sayin my name, baby, it's so hot," he breathes, while slowly thrusting his hips.

Elongated sighs of his name ring in his ears, as he keeps fucking you slow and deep.

"You feel so good, honey, you always do..." he pants, as he buries his face in your neck.

He presses kisses to your skin while your hands claw at his shoulders. Your lips are next to his ear as you breathily moan with each thrust. It only fuels his ego, knowing he's the one that has you like this. That you want him and only him. If he thinks about it too long, he'll blow his load too soon, so he focuses on kissing his way up to your lips.

"You love me, baby?" He then asks, as you look at him, dazed.

"You know I do," you reply, with your hands cradling his face.

"I wanna hear you say it," he says, nudging your nose with his.

"I love you," you breathe, pulling him in for a kiss.

He deepens it while moving his hips faster. You whimper into his kiss as you wrap your legs around his waist.

"Yeah, you like that?" He teasingly asks, his lips curling into a smile.

You nod, as he leans up.

"Good, because I love fucking you like this."

His hands grip your hips, pulling you closer before he places your legs against his chest. He then grips your ankles as he gazes down at you.

You were already lost in a state of bliss you only experienced with him as you looked up at him. He then runs his hands down your legs to your hips. He holds you in place as he eases himself back into you. He then wastes no time setting a brutal pace. You cry his name again, throwing your head back against the pillow. It's like this every time with him, pleasure so intense you think you won't be able to stand it.

"Fuck, baby..." he pants, his hair now a sweaty mess, falling onto his forehead.

"You're gonna be a good little wife for me, aren't you?"

"Y-Yes, oh God..." you whine, as he repeatedly hits all the right spots.

"And you promise to love, honor and obey me? Always?" He continues, punctuating each word with a harsh thrust.

"Yes!" You cry, as tears stream down your cheeks.

He growls in response before lowering your legs, so he can lean over you. He kisses you deeply, breathing 'I love you's' into your mouth as you finally come undone around him. He keeps fucking you until he spills inside you, while moaning your name. His hips don't stop until he's given you every drop of him.

Panting, he rests his forehead against yours, as you each try to catch your breath.

"Fuck, I wanna marry you tomorrow, baby," he then rasps, his lips brushing your cheek.

"If only we could, but your dad would kill us if we didn't have a 'proper church wedding,'" you breathlessly remind him.

"I know, but I don't think I can wait until next year," he pouts, making you smile.

"You can, I mean you already know I'm yours, and we get to do this every night, so it's almost like we're already married," you offer, gazing at him sweetly.

"I guess..." he replies, sullen.

"My poor, lovesick boy..." you say, before pulling him into a kiss.

"Y'know, if you were to get pregnant, he'd insist on us getting married immediately..." he suggests, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Your eyes widen as you shake your head. "No, we already talked about that-"

"Aw, come on, honey," he teases. "I thought you wanted to make me happy?"

He tries to kiss you but you pull away.

"We're not having a shotgun wedding, Gator," you inform, as he frowns.

"Fine," he relents, pulling out of you and rolling onto his back, next to you.

"Maybe you can talk to your dad about moving the ceremony up," you suggest, curling into his side.

"I think you should be the one that talks to him, he likes you better anyway," he says, wrapping his arm around you, anchoring you to him.

"Ok," you simply reply, not wanting to get into that argument tonight. "Hey..." you add, reaching up to tilt his face towards yours. "I love you."

His expression softens as he quickly moves to kiss you.

"I love you, too, baby."

[imaginesforeveryone]

Honey, I’m Home

request: Hi can I get a Rooster request where his girlfriend is extremely sleep deprived and he comes home after the mission and finds her in the kitchen baking cookies. When she sees him after so long she jumps into his arms wrapping her legs around his waist. She doesn’t want to let go and becomes very touchy feely and needy for cuddles. He loves it and drags her into the bath for a relaxing time with soft kisses. Thank you 😊 Pairing: Y/N x Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw Warnings: super fluff

24 hours no sleep. 24 hours thoughts running through your mind. 24 hours of no contact with Bradley. You were so tired, but couldn’t sleep, all of the bad thoughts kept you awake at night that you hadn’t heard any new about the mission that he just deployed out for. So you decided to make cookies at 3 am instead of laying in your bed on your phone or watching TV. Stood at the island in your shared home in the kitchen you mixed the batter feeling how weak you were from no sleep, but what else could you do. You tried everything. But hearing the door squeak open you set the things in your hand down and look over at it having a clear view from the kitchen. You saw Rooster slowly walk in and shut the door quiet. 

“Roos?” You asked to make sure you were hallucinating from the no sleep. 

“Honey, I’m home.” He said walking to the entrance of the kitchen with a huge smile on his face. You could drop to the floor and just sleep right there right now, but instead you ran around he island and jumped into his arms wrapping your legs around his torso and burrowed your face in his neck breathing in his sweet smell that you missed so much. Pulling back you placed a kiss on his lips holding it for awhile. After pulling away you peppered kisses up and down his neck and his check. All over where you could. 

“Alright, Alright, I missed you too baby.” He said trying to put you down but you held on to him like a spider monkey not letting go even though he wasn’t holding you anymore. 

“Why are you are you still awake anyways?” He asked wrapping his arms back around you. 

“I haven’t slept in 24 hours.” You said still burrowed into his neck. 

“Oh my god Y/N.” He said now forcing you to get down now and looking down at you. 

“Come on, let’s go to sleep.” He said setting his stuff down and grabbing your hand. 

“No I want to stay up and just look at you. What’s another couple of hours?” You said grabbing ahold of him again and feeling all over him taking him in and not wanting to let go. 

“Okay, let’s make a deal.” He said picking you up and putting you on the island. That didn’t stop you from keeping your hands on him. Putting your hands on his chest feeling his heart beat. 

“I start you a bath and you take a little bit to relax. Then we can go to bed and sleep for 3 days. I know you can use it and I sure can.” He said look at you as you just stared at him. 

“counter offer, you run a bath for US, then we can do the rest.” You said with your own offer. 

“Deal.” He said leaning in and pecking your lips. Getting off the counter you went and got towels while Rooster went and started he bath. Going into the bathroom in your shared bedroom you walk in and saw there was candle lite, the light was turn off, and a shirtless Rooster. You saw bruise peppered all over her torso and back. 

“What happened?” You asked walking up to him and softly running your hand over his abs and chest. 

“Well, I went down. I went back for Maverick and got shot down, hit the ground kind of hard, but made it out alive.” He said putting his arms up showing he’s here. You pulled into him to give him a hug and almost crying but you didn’t. You were just happy that he came home to you again. 

“Alright let’s get in.” He said motioning to the big tub in your bathroom filled with water and bubbles. He stripped off his pants and boxers and slide into the tub looking like he was more relaxed then ever. You smiled and stripped your clothes off and sliding in, in front of him between his legs and laid you head back on his chest taking in the warmth of the water around you and the warmth of his body behind you. You felt him lift his hand to your hair and moving it to the side and kissing your temple. 

“I missed you Roos.” You spoke softly with your eyes shut. 

“I missed you more.” He said placing another kiss on your temple. 

It was just then you slipped into sleep.

[hangesslut]

Campfires & Ghost Stories

Levi Ackerman x Reader (18+)

(Smutty smut at the end, lovelies <3)

“Y/N, STOP IT!” I laugh loudly as Sasha yells at me. It’s been close to two hours of telling spooky stories and you finally got one that made everyone cave.

“Okay, okay! I’m done.” Grinning wide, I set back down on a log and feel the warmth of the campfire. Turning towards Sasha I drop my face into a horrified look as I stare past her shoulder. In reality there’s nothing behind her, but she jumps up and runs towards Jean, absolutely freaking out.

“What! What’s there!?” She stares at you wide-eyed. Trying to keep my composure, I fail and start dying of laughter once again.

“I’m sorry Sasha! You’re just too easy to scare…” I wipe the tears from my eyes and take a few deep breaths. Sasha just huffs and plops down on the log next to Jean and Connie. I pull my cloak around me and shiver lightly as the fire starts to die down. I go to stand up to grab more firewood, but get gently shoved back down. I look up and see Captain Levi. He nods at me and goes to grab more wood. You watch as he takes careful steps around everyone towards the area with our tents.

I’d never admit this to anyone, but I find that man so incredibly attractive. The way he holds himself alone is enough to kill a lady, but he’s also got these piercing eyes and such an intense way about him. He’s shorter, but I’ve only got a few inches on him. I wonder if he makes up for that somewhere else… I feel my face getting hot at the idea and I use my cloak to cover it. Levi walks back, tossing some logs into the fire and sits back down.

“Hey, you okay?” He partially grunts out. I quickly nod, keeping my face covered.

“Just cold!” Ugh. That came out a little too enthusiastically. I throw a quick glance at him and see he’s staring me down. He hums and slowly nods before looking away.

Looking around the camp, everyone seems pretty preoccupied. Eren, Mikasa and Armin are all talking about something that happened in training. Connie and Jean are picking fun at Sasha. I’m not even sure when or why I sat next to him, but Levi and I have been uncomfortably close on this log for awhile. I could have sworn we were sitting further away before he got up to get wood… Did he sit closer to me after he came back? I look down at the little space in between us, his hand dangerously close to my thigh. I start imagining what his hands would feel like, rubbing and grabbing my legs. Would they be soft or rough? Would he even do that?

I’m yanked out of my daydream by someone standing up and yelling about it being late and needing to go to bed. A few others mutter in agreement and head towards their respective tents. I look around and see that other than me and Levi, Eren is still sat looking at the fire. His face stretches into a slow yawn as he stands up.

“I think I’m gonna head to bed too, goodnight Y/N.” He sends me a soft smile and a small nod to Levi.

“Goodnight, Eren.” I give him a small wave and watch as he climbs into his tent.

I hear Levi clear his throat and I feel my body tense. “I-I should head to bed too, sir.”

I gather some things and lean to stand up just as Levi grabs my arm and drags me down. Landing directly onto his lap, I drop my things and gasp. All he does is slowly wrap his arms around my waist.

“Stay. Stay here with me a little longer.” He hums out.

I shiver in response to his low, warm voice and nod.

“Y-yes sir.” I feel him tense slightly.

“You can drop the formalities Y/N, it’s just us here now…” I feel his hand slide down my back and around to my thighs.

I try my hardest to relax, but so many things are running through my mind. I bring my bottom lip in between my teeth and glance down at him. I’m met with two shining eyes, staring me down intensely. I want to look away, but I can’t. I watch his eyes travel down to my lips, before coming back to my eyes.

“Can I ask you something, Y/N?” God. The way my name sounds coming out of this man’s mouth is intoxicating. I nod my head slowly.

“Use your words.” My breath hitches.

“Yes, sir…” I watch his eyes darken slightly. He brings one hand up and wraps it in my hair.

“Can I kiss you?” Oh god yes!

“U-um yeah. I mean yes!” Levi wastes no time and pushes his lips onto mine. My eyes shoot open and then quickly relax as I allow myself to fall further into the kiss.

His hand in my hair slides down as he wraps both hands under me. Picking me up he carries me over to his tent. I hear the zipper slide open, the next thing I know I’m laying on my back with Levi hovering over me. My eyes are wide and staring at his. He leans down and slowly starts kissing my jaw, sliding down to my neck. He leaves little kisses and bites. Letting out little gasps as he goes, I feel him smirk against my skin.

“You like that? You like how I feel, kissing you and sucking on you?” I let out a low, quiet moan at his words and I feel him pick up the pace.

“What did I say, use your words.” I whine lightly and bite my lip.

“Y-yes! I like it, oh god yes.” I struggle to get my words out, only to sound embarrassing. I hear Levi chuckle and he slowly starts rubbing his hands up and down my thighs. His body is fully in between my legs now and his hands keep inching higher and higher. I feel like I’m going to come apart already and he’s barely even done anything! His fingers slowly brush up against me and the feeling sends an electric shock through my whole body.

“A-ah! L-levi!” I look up at him and see him staring down at me, pupils blown wide. His hands make an effort at undoing my pants, popping the button and slowly sliding his hand in. I feel his fingers slowly slide up against my cunt, gently pushing a finger in. I gasp and arch my back. This feeling… I can’t even finish my thought before his thumb starts gently rubbing circles on my clit. I’m going to come completely undone on my Captain’s hand. Moaning and squirming, I feel so much heat around my lower half. Levi bends down, slamming his lips onto mine and continuing his movements. I feel myself getting closer and closer. Oh, I don’t want this to end.

“O-oh! Levi, I-I’m gon-“ I get cut off by another moan as I gasp for air.

He kisses my ear and whispers, “Cum. Cum for me baby. Cum all over my hand.” He picks up the pace and my legs start to shake.

His lips come down and muffle my moans as they’re borderline screams at this point. I feel myself completely unravel around his fingers and for a few seconds I’m in complete bliss. He continues his movements, slowing down as I catch my breath. When he pulls his fingers out I let out a small gasp and see him smirking down at me.

“How was that? I could tell you’ve been thinking about it all night, Y/N.” I feel my face go hot and I bite my lip.

“It was…amazing. Thank you, sir.” He laughs quietly. Slipping himself in beside me and yanking me towards him.

“No need to thank me, just lay here for now and relax. I needed it as much as you did.” He pulls me into his chest and wraps his arms around me. I close my eyes, relaxing into his hold and sigh. I feel myself getting more and more tired.

“Sleep, Y/N.” I feel him kiss the top of my head as my eyes flutter fully closed, letting sleep fully take me.

[jiggy-manda]

amber freeman x reader

request: no idea if u write for this kind of stuff, but can i request a amber freeman x reader or a Sam carpenter x reader like self harm/comfort fic?

you didn’t mean for it to happen. it was supposed to be a secret, a well kept secret that nobody would find out about.

you should’ve known that your girlfriend wouldn’t take no for an answer.

amber had seen you without clothes multiple times, but you always found a way to work around it. keeping the lights dim when you’re intimate, wearing underwear that strategically covers your hips… it wasn’t a perfect system, and of course you knew she would find out eventually, but that didn’t stop you from still hoping she wouldn’t ever know.

that fated day came when you got a bit carried away and forgot to think about your ways of hiding the scars. for starters, you both were on her couch with the lights on, and you were both naked. bare. nothing to hide your most loathed yet cherished habit.

she’s been running her hands up your legs when she felt them, and she slowly frowned and pulled away.

you were too far gone that all you could give her was a curious look; you secretly hoped she would ignore it and go back to making you feel good.

“when did this start?”

you looked up at your girlfriend guiltily, and your voice was barely higher than a whisper. “i don’t know, like… awhile ago,” you breathed out.

amber gave you a stern look, causing you to break. “fine. a couple years, give or take…”

“why did you start?”

you ducked your head, avoiding her gaze. “after… the attacks.” you winced as you spoke; you didn’t want her to think it was because of her. it had nothing to do with her. you were there during the attacks, and you had gotten hurt, but it was richie who’d done it. amber… amber had ignored you. it was weird, and you still didn’t know why. you were too scared to ask her, even if you’d been dating for months at this point.

you wished you hadn’t looked back up, because all you saw was amber’s guilty look. “you started because… because of me?”

“no,” you immediately protested. “you never hurt me. i mean yeah, you scared the shit out of me for a couple hours, but you never… did anything.” you shifted in your seat uncomfortably, still not completely understanding what happened that night.

“i… yeah,” amber said with a pause. “i didn’t… i didn’t want to.”

you gave her a confused look. “what do you mean?”

“you just… you were different,” she said with a shrug. “i didn’t want to hurt you.”

“why?”

“don’t know. it just felt different.”

“oh.”

“yeah.” there was an awkward pause before she spoke again. “he— did he hurt you badly?”

“yeah,” you replied quietly, curling up to wrap your arms around your knees. “my stomach… you’ve seen it.” she nodded. “the scar healed after a year or so, but it was still serious. you can’t see how deep it was, especially with the smaller scar.”

“i see.” once again, she paused and looked down. “but if you were stabbed, why do you…” she struggled to find the words. “why do you hurt yourself? especially in that way?”

it was your turn to be at a loss for words. “dunno. just helps, i guess.”

amber looked at you, examining your face. you were visibly uncomfortable, and the vulnerability in your expression made her heart twinge. “how?”

you sighed. “it… i don’t know. it’s weird,” you said while shaking your head. “it’s stupid, really.”

amber’s eyes widened as she rushed forward to take your hand into her own. “no,” she said urgently. “it’s not stupid. nothing that leads you to harm yourself is stupid. if you feel like you need to hurt yourself, it doesn’t matter how valid you think the reason is because you deserve help either way.”

she looked down at your lower body again, moving your arm out of the way so she could observe the scars on your hips. you shifted a bit, uncomfortable with the attention on your most hated attribute.

“you take care of them, right?” she asked softly, giving you a tender look.

you nodded. “i clean them. clean my blades, get rid of the waste. i’ve never gotten an infection.”

amber felt her eye twitch at the subtle reminder that this had been a common occurrence for multiple years. “good, that’s good.” she looked down again, leaning her face closer. “can i…”

you sucked in a breath before nodding.

“okay,” she whispered.

her finger tips started running up your leg, lightly moving over the disrupted skin on your hips. you shivered at the touch, a product of both the cold nature of her hands and the intimacy of the matter.

“i’m sorry,” she said quietly.

you found yourself shaking your head once more, more forcefully this time. “it’s not your fault. stop apologizing.”

the guilty look on her face didn’t falter once, so you just brought her into a hug. “it wasn’t you.”

“im glad you’re safe now,” she mumbled into your hair.

“you make me feel safe, amber.”

the puppy dog eyes she gave you melted your heart, and you smiled down at the way she rested her chin down on your chest.

“promise you’ll tell me if you ever feel like doing it again?”

you nodded down at her. “promise.”

[speedingkamori]

Jealousy | Scout x Reader

Warnings: once again just a short little story to get back in the swing of things.. not proof read/edited, a bit angsty, GN! Reader, characters might be a little OOC it’s been awhile ._.

Scout never considered himself to be the jealous type- I mean? Why would he? He was handsome, funny and clever… but things changed when it didn’t seem like you thought that.

You we’re different, he’d never felt like this about anyone before. He was head over heels and watching the way you fawned over the other mercs drove him crazy.

You two were close, so he was always there when you’d smile so sweetly at Medic and say “thanks doc! You’re the best! I can always count on you!”

The way you’d compliment Heavy’s muscles, having him lift you up of the ground or feeling up his arms. It felt like you had something to say about everyone on the team, everyone except him.

It all came ahead when the two of you we’re hanging out with Sniper, watching him shoot a few targets just to waste time. The two of you were talking quietly amongst yourselves when you looked over, watching as he knocked down a target that was so far away you could barely see it.

Much to Scouts displeasure your attention shifted.

“Woah! That was amazing!” You exclaimed. You placed your hand on Snipers forearm. “You’re a real good shot! I’m impressed!”

Scouts face immediately dropped, his brows furrowing as he glared daggers at the two of you. Sniper chuckled softly, waving away the compliment.

“Nah, it was nothin’… anybody could hit that.” He shrugged, a light blush dusting his cheek that Scout was uncomfortably aware of.

“You’re kidding! I certainly couldn’t…” you shake your head.

“Why don’t you give it a go?” Sniper gestures to the gun. You seem hesitant at first before laughing nervously and slowly taking the gun into your hands. Snipers hand finds it’s way to your hip as he adjusts your positioning, speaking directly into your ear to give you advice.

Scout lost it, he’d never been so angry and hurt before. He immediately scoffed and left, slamming the door on his way out. It didn’t take you long to trail after him. You called out his name but it fell on def ears, only until you were close enough to grab onto his arm did he finally turn around to face you.

“Where are you going? I thought we were having fun…” you say quietly.

You found it hard to look into his eyes when he was this furious. He clenched his fist but didn’t yank his arm away from you, something about your touch calmed him even now.

“Fun? Sorry I don’t really think it’s ‘fun’ to sit around and watch you two get cozy with each other…” he spat. He watched as your face fell. You sputtered, trying to think of what to say but the only thing you could buster was a meek.

“Sorry…”

He laughed, rolling his eyes. “No, no. Don’t be. You’ve got nothing to be sorry for! You’ve made it pretty clear I’m not the one you want! I’m sorry for thinkin’ I had a chance!” He looked away, a few tears pricking the corners of his eyes. “I’ll just go runnin’ back to Miss Pauling with my tail between my legs…”

“Scout, please just listen.” You beg, your grip on his arm tightening.

“I’m tired of listenin’…” he tried his best to steady himself, his breathing becoming uneven and he kept his face turned away from you. “Because the only thing I ever hear when I do is ‘Engie you’re so sweet! Wow Spy you’re so cool!”

If the situation weren’t so tense you probably would’ve laughed at his impression of you, his voice cracking as he tried to pitch it up. There was a long uncomfortable silence between the two of you before you finally found the courage to speak up.

“Scout… I think you’re the coolest.”

“What?” He looked back at you, blinking a few times like he heard you wrong.

“I think you’re cool… and funny.” You sighed. “You always make me laugh, and you’re always there when I need you.”

He cracked a small smile, it was bitter sweet hearing you say everything he wanted to now when there was a threat of losing him.

“You’re just saying that to make me feel better…” he let out a small laugh, shaking his head. Despite all the hurt it was nearly impossible to stay mad at you.

“No I really mean it… and I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner.” You step a bit closer, giving his arm a gentle squeeze in an attempt to reassure him.

“Why are you tellin’ me all this now?” He asked, his expression souring again.

“Because I’m realizing now how bad I messed up.” You sighed, your gaze falling on the floor. “I thought, if I made you jealous… you’d finally make a move.”

Scout was a bit taken aback, he thought being subtle was what girls liked- that’s what spy had told him anyway. Although, the more he thought about it, it made more sense. To avoid making you uncomfortable he had been avoiding you quite a bit.

He began to laugh, the absurdity of the your misunderstanding settling in. He reached his free arm around you, gently scratching the back of your neck.

“Well, it definitely worked.” He said quietly. “I really didn’t like seein’ you getting so close to the other guys…”

You couldn’t help but laugh with him as you blinked away the rest of your negative feelings.

“I know, I’m sorry I put you through all that…” you smiled sheepishly. Scout snorted, leaning down to talk into your ear. Now that he was certain about your feelings he was planning on laying it on pretty thick.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it, doll… although, how ‘bout you make it up to me over dinner?”

[darlingsfandom]

Kinky sex w/hotch and then he immediately goes sweet once reader finished and enters subspace; and is the best at aftercare

Bless you ✨

"Now now... what do you say when I give you what you want sweetheart?" Aaron looked at you with knitted eyebrows as you laid there with soft eyes.

"Thank you daddy." You batted your eyelashes at him as he ran his over your cheek. Your eyes follows him closely.

"Good girl." He cooed at you before sitting back down in his chair leaving you restrained to the bed. The handcuffs were pink and fuzzy because as much as Aaron wanted to give you a hard punishment he couldn't do it. In your defense it had been awhile since you two had sex and he was just gone for two weeks. Yes he called and you two had phone sex but he understood that you being the brat you are needed more, so of course when he came home you were touching yourself crying out his name.

You watched him as he flipped through his newspaper. He did let you have a small orgasm from his fingers but you wanted more and he knew it.

"Aaron ! Please!" You whined. He looked over his paper to see you and ignored you again. He read his sports section as you continued to whine. "Please! I need you. My toys aren't good enough! You're the only one who can make me even squirt ! Please daddy!" Aaron folded his paper onto his lap before uncrossing his legs and pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Baby, this is your punishment. I know you want my cock and that you need my fat cock to stretch out your needy little pussy, but you can't always get what you want." He tossed the paper onto the nightstand before getting up, walking over to your toy box and growing your wand. Aaron looked down at you sternly. "Now I've been nice and have given you four orgasms since I've been home..."

"But not with your cock!" Aaron gave you a soft slap on the face.

"Do not interrupt me when you're being spoken too!" He squished your cheeks together leaving your mouth Open a little. He smirked at you before leaning in and spitting into your mouth. Aaron's fingers let go of your face as he held the wand against your clit and slowly turned up the speed. A loud gasp left you swollen lips as he slowly moved the wand all over your pussy. The wand was covered in juices in seconds as Aaron sat next to you on the edge of the bed.

"Look at your pretty little pussy baby! So red and achy. I bet your thinking of my cock hmm! Just like you were when I walked in on you humping my pillow!" Tears formed in the corner of your eyes.

"I'm sorry daddy! I just missed you!" You hiccuped as Aaron pressed the wand right against your clit and put it on full speed. "Fuck! Daddy! AARON! I'm going to cum again. Please please please!" You begged as you watched Aaron palm his self. "Please Aaron ! I need it! I need! Please!!" You we're full on crying and gripped the fuzzy cuffs .

"Cum for me baby! Cum! Show me how good you're feeling." Aaron almost mocked you but his tone changed as he watched your hips fly up from the bed and squirt all over everything! He looked at you in amazement as your orgasm covered the bed , the wand and a little bit of his pants.

After a few minutes Aaron got up and left the room only to come back with a warm wet washcloth. "You did so good baby. Such a good girl." He wiped up your thighs first before gently cleaning your pussy. Once you were cleaned up Aaron took off the hand cuffs , wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head as he rubbed your back. "My sweet girl, I love you." "I love you too daddy!" You gave him a weak smile as your head laid against his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

[leebix]

Cigarette after sex

Pairing: Bf H.Hyunjin × F.reader

G.Sumt/Fluff?

W. Smoking, cussing, vibrator, pet names, cum eating, oral sex, fingering, multiple organisms, hard sex, riding, Vaginal sex unprotected sex (don't forget to wear condoms>.<), Dom H.H, Sub F.reader,

Hard sex, Big cock (9inch)

Summary: _____ got horny after a picture hyunjin sent her…

A/n: 1st tumbler I hope you enjoy it, took me awhile to write but I really hope you enjoy and tell me if I should write more also bug thank you to my friend @ithinkibetteractfast >.<

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You have been horny all day, when hyunjin sent you a picture of his photoshoot when you saw it you were having some unholy images, I mean who could blame you your boyfriend was fucking hot and you even knew it, it’s been almost 9 hours since he sent that to you, you even try to get yourself off but the feeling isn’t the same without your boyfriend, “Fuck! This fucking vibrator isn’t working” you were getting piss when you try to turn on your vibrator finding out that you didn’t charge it. You got up and put your panties back up and went to put away your toy in a box until you heard someone typing the code from the door. You quickly put the box away in your closet and went to check who it was and saw hyunjin taking off his shoes and putting on the slippers “Babe! Your here.” You went up walking to him “h-“ he stopped talking and looked at you up and down “why are you in your underwear” you looked at yourself and gave him a award smile “I was getting cold that’s why” you lied you didn’t want to let your boyfriend know that you orgasm  three time, you where embarrassed that you got horny over a picture that hyunjin sent to you. “Getting cold?” You saw him looking back down to your panties, shit you knew you were caught….“or maybe you where doing something when I was gone?” Hyunjin gave you a small smirk, walking up to you and looking at you with dark eyes “you know princess you can’t lie to me, I know you really well, I know where you like when I touch yo-“ hyunjin was softly touching your front core you gasp of how sensitive you were from your pass three orgasm. He started kissing you harshly and walking you towards the bedroom. You were unable to open your eyes since hyunjin kiss was to overwhelm already for you. He slightly pushed on your back towards the bed getting on top of you and kissing your lips to you jaw and neck “Hyunjin~” “patient princess” he started pulling your tank top strings off your shoulders and pulling it down your stomach He starting sucking your nipple and grabbing your other boob and flicking your nipple you started whimpering softly trying to cover your mouth hyunjin grab your arm away from your mouth “I want to here you’re beautiful sounds princess” he pull down your shirt and panties at once and looked at you with really dark eyes while kissing your stomach down to you’re core “Hyunjin please~” you couldn’t anymore you need something inside of you, you needed something even if you have to beg for it you just need yo feel something. Hyunjin started kissing your clit before he started slide your folds with his fringed “so fucking wet princess, you had fun didn’t you?” He started putting his fringes inside of you slowly and then pull out and he started fingering you hard “AH~” your moan started going high pitched when hyunjin went faster with his finger closing your legs “legs open” hyunjin had a cold voice when he said that putting your legs open fast, hyunjin sucking on you chest making marks, you couldn’t hold it anymore you had to cum. You moaned loudly when you came hyunjin still fingering your high. You looked at hyunjin pulling out his fringed and putting it in his mouth “you taste so good princess” he pulled out his fringed from his mouth and he went to kiss you again “I’m going to make you cum so many times” hyunjin whispered while kissing you again

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“i cant!” You started moaning putting ur head back while riding him putting your hand on your chest leaving nail marks on his chest. “That’s it fucking me like a whore” hyunjin groan , you started feeling tears falling off your eyes, hyunjin felt you were getting tired so he took the lead grabbing your thigh and started moving your legs “FU-“ you crying from the pleasure didn’t let you finish your sentence. Hyunjin went to rub your clit while his other hand making your move your hips “jinnie!” You moan loudly feeling like this neighbour heard your moans you felt like you were about to break in a second, “I’m about to cum” you starting sobbing more feeling your knot unknotting it’s self at any second “that’s it baby cum for me make a mess in on big cock” you’re moan hyunjin name when you unreleased your cum on His cock “fuck I love the way you say my name”

~*~

You don’t remember how many time hyunjin made you cum but all you knew you felt like you were in heaven even thought your clit was on fire you still felt pleasure. You were now on your stomach and hyunjin fucking you hard while he put one of his hand pushing your back down to the bed while your face and hands where in the pillow crying and screaming from the pleasure hyunjin was giving you, “like how I fuck you like a slut huh, taking my whole cock in you’re tight but wet pussy just for me all for me” he started whimpering when he told you that you were just cumming and cumming “fuck your so tight clenching your warm pussy around his cock. “Hyunjin!~” you came for the 4 row later hyunjin came. You guys were really tired where he just fell next to you can pull you towards him “i fucking love _____” he looked at you with warm eyes “I love you jinnie” hyunjin got up and went to the bathroom to get a wet cloth and wipe you he slowly put a clean pear of panties and one of his shirt when he was done he went to change. “I’ll go make you some food” he said softly “ok”you said with a tired voice and a smile once hyunjin left the room you went to grab a pack of cigarettes and went to the small Balcony you had in your room and sat in the small chair you had pulling your legs towards your body and just stayed there. You know you love hyunjin and he love you too your guys were meant to be.

[ppawmpkin]

Riri Williams Smut HeadCannon

Riri Williams x Black Fem Reader

Description: Making Riri Williams Squirt.

“tell me how much you like when im inside you, ri? how much you like when im fucking my pussy dumb?” you said, smiling as you watched her pretty pussy take in all of you. you couldn’t help but be proud of her for being so good for you, taking your assault on her cunt with little to no complaints. “i-i love it so fucking much, ma.” she moaned, heavy pants between the interludes of her words. you loved hearing her so fulfilled by you, knowing that you were the only one who could make her a needy, wet mess.

you pushed into her harder, feeling her legs wrap around you as you hit her spot over and over again with more force each time you pushed back inside her velvet walls. “shit. don’t stop, baby.” she whined, feeling that tightness in her core increase with every thrust of your hips. you could feel it too, how she wrapped around you with every movement, sending a sensation of bliss straight through you. “you’re so tight for me, pretty. so fucking tight.” you praised, staring at her fucked out face, her eyes filled with tears.

she gasped feeling herself inching closer to the edge of her high, her cunt pulsing around you even more quicker now. “fuck. ma, please, please lemme come.” she pleaded, slurring her words slightly, a pretty pout on her full lips. you thrusted in her even harder at the words, making her brown eyes roll to the back of her head. it was downright nasty, the squelching of her pussy and the slapping for your skin against hers as you worked you both to a release.

“wait just a lil bit, baby. i wanna make you squirt all over this dick, ok?” you coed, in a world of your own. feeling the peak of your orgasm creeping closer with every time her walls sucked you in. you rubbed two fingers on her sensitive clit, hearing her loud moans as you put her senses in overdrive. she almost couldn’t take it, the overwhelming feeling making her toes curl.

“there we go, cum for me, princess.” you panted, curses following as you filled her with your essence, fucking your cum into her greedy cunt. “shit.” riri dragged, her juices sputtering all over your stomach, soaking the off white bedsheets beneath her. you smiled lazily at the sight, “such a good girl, hm? squirting all on me like i wanted you to, yea?” slowly, you rode out your orgasm with her, gradually slowing down your thrust and letting you body slump on top of hers.

after awhile you placed gentle, sweet kisses on her neck, to compensate for any roughness you used, telling her how much you loved her in between each one. she hummed softly, placing her arms around your waist. “mhm, don’t be tryna be all soft now. you is just nasty.” she said, playfully scrunching her face up to mimic disgust. “but you loved every bit of it, so what that make you?” you retorted, kissing her lips before she could argue with you.

“you just as nasty in fact, maybe even worser.” you said, making her roll her eyes at you. she knew it was true though, she was down for anything when it came to you and you only. “i gotta be when you doing me so good, got me seeing stars and shit.” she said, staring into your eyes with a mischievous look on her face. “mhm, at least you can admit it. usually i could have you floating off the bed and you’ll still lie.”you joked, making her lightly smack your arm. “you better savor it.” she said, raising an eyebrow to you.

“oh trust me, i am.” you replied.

[darleneh]

Slight Human!Alastor x F!Reader (FLUFF!)

By slight I mean for a few paragraphs then to demon alastor :3!

Deserved love

Word Count; 2.7k

This took me awhile. All of my writes are also on ao3.

Summary; You reunite with Alastor in hell after dying 2gether!! How fun!

You were waiting for Alastor to come home, you had everything done and cleaned so the only thing you could do now is read a book Alastor bought you for your birthday awhile ago. He had just ended his radio show, which you heard him end it off since you had the radio he specifically bought for you to hear him throughout him working. You always listened, he’d warn about a serial killer running around town and to keep indoors at night. Sometimes he’d be back at 11pm or even 12am while you slept and you once walked in on him with him drenched in blood with an emotionless look on his face holding an axe.

You guys never spoke a word about that night, though he looked like a deer in headlights once you caught him. You knew what he was, and you chose to forget about that night. It crept in your mind though when he mentioned the murders in town. That night when you caught him, you just walked up to him and made him put the weapon down. You caressed his face, asking him, “What have you done?”, and he’d only smile at you as an answer. You knew what he did though. You were too shocked to cry, and so was he. He would’ve cried that night if he wasn’t in so much shock at seeing your calmness.

“Why’re you up so late?” He’d ask that night, bringing his bloody hands to your nightgowns waist and holding you close. “Waiting for you.” You answered, breath trembling at seeing the soft look he gave you. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” So, you washed him that night and threw the clothes that were covered in blood out. You walked in the living room a few times after that night and seen him drenched in blood, a repeat like last time.

After reading a few pages, you got bored and closed the book. You placed it down and sighed, maybe this was another night of his killing. It’s been a few weeks, well, since you haven’t walked in on him. You didn’t know when was the last time he killed. It was around 8pm, which was the time he’d usually be home. Yawning at such an early hour, why not go to bed early? So you bathed yourself then layed in your bed for the next few hours.

— LATER

You woke up to the sound of his car driving into the driveway, so you excitedly got up but remembered that you shouldn’t be excited to see him. He was probably covered in blood again. Walking into the living room, you waited a few minutes before the front door slammed opened and an emotionless Alastor walked through the door and instantly shot his eyes to you. The same axe in his hands as the other nights you saw him in such a state.

He closed the door then dropped the weapon and walking to you. You were across the room, he hugged you. You wrapped your arms around him. “You have to stop doing this, you know.” You trembled, feeling like you were gonna cry from seeing him all bloodied up. “I know, this’ll be the last one, I promise.” He whispered, placing a wet kiss on your cheek then looking at you. “Promise?” You didn’t smile at all, neither did he in this moment.

“I promise I won’t.” He slowly smiled, his glasses were almost falling off his nose so you fixed it for him. You started smiling, but he stopped. “I have to- to hide the body, okay? Will you.. help me?” He asked, and you nodded. “Of course.” You caressed his cheek, he leaned into your touch and started smiling.

He led you out and opened his trunk to showed a bloodied body with axe marks all over them. Their hair was crusted up with dried blood, their eyes opened, and cuts all over them. “You grab the legs, I grab the shoulders, okay?” He looked at you, and you only nodded. You both got the body out and started walking in the forest. Finally getting to the perfect hiding place for a body, Alastor grabbed the shovel he had and started digging.

While waiting, you sparked a conversation. “Any drama at work?” You ask, looking away from the body and looking at Alastors bent down body as he dug. “Not the time, sweetie.” He gritted his teeth, mad that the shovel hit a rock. “Oh well your show was great, loved the music and-“ you were cut off with a cut shot piercing through Alastors skull as he stood up, he fell into the hole he dug. You screamed in fear, until another shot sounded and it hit you as well, falling next to Alastors lifeless body, you joining his state.

!!

You woke up in the air, falling not too far down on the floor. Everything was loud, red, and dark. You looked up from the ground and saw what you thought; you were in hell. Your eyes widened, and you felt like crying. “Alastor?” You whisper, looking around. You stood up, and yelled, “Alastor?!” No answer, only someone yelling “SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH” or something. Shaking, you turned your head fast to see anyone who looked nice enough, or even someone resembling your husband. Nobody.

But you saw someone, your friend.

So, you found your old friend who died before you even did, and you lived at their place for many, many years. No Alastor came by, until SOMEthing came by. A hotel, which you immediately joined since you had saw their ad on TV. Around this time, you forgot what your husband looked like, you only knew his name and voice.

Walking up to the doors, you knocked and someone instantly opened them. “Hi! Welcome, my name is Charlie! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!” She greeted you in a very overwhelming way. “Hi.” You smiled, which had her grabbing your hand and pulling you in. “So, you’re here to be redeemed, yes?” She still dragged you, walking you to the lobby. “Yes.. I saw your uhm, ad, on a what do you call it? Television? Picture show?” You shrugged, stepping back a little bit from Charlie. “Yes, a TV! So glad you could see it, and to join.” She nodded at you. “So, you’ll have to join in on activities weekly and such, you’ll be granted FREE food! And since you’re one of our very first guests here, you can stay here for free.” She explained, emphasizing with her hands too.

“If I can know, how long have you been in hell for?” She asked you, and you thought about it. “Almost a hundred years. I don’t know much about how I died although. I believe I got shot with someone else with me.” You tried to remember, nothing really came to mind. “Oh, my husband.. that’s all.” You didn’t wanna give out much detail, so she asked you another question, “Did he kill you?”

“No, no. I hope not, but the person who shot me also shot him, so it wasn’t planned at all.” You gave her the bestest memory you had. “Oh. I’m sorry.” She smiled sweetly, “How about a tour of this place?, I’ll introduce you to everyone after.” She grabbed your arm and walked you around the place. After showing you quite literally everything, she showed you to everyone but she said that she’s missing someone who is out at the current moment.

You knew there was no hope in finding your husband after 90 fucking years, you missed your dear Alastor but life isn’t fair. She didn’t mention the name of the man who was currently out although. And maybe, just maybe it may of been him. But by the hundreds of demons living in hell, you doubted it. “You can bond with the residents here, I’m gonna go gather.” She waved you off, running off with her girlfriend, you think her name was Vaggie? You were told earlier, but with so much happening it was hard to remember.

Turning around, you saw the bar. You weren’t a drinker, but someone was there to talk to. You walked to the man, who you think to be husk. You sat on the stool. “Hi,” you look at him. He looks at you, “Hey.” He crossed his arms, looking at you. “I.. you look like you don’t wanna be here.” You mention, noticing his body language. “No I don’t. I was fucking forced by the ‘radio demon’.” He turned around and started washing cups that were once filled with alcohol.

“Who’s that?” You ask, leaning in, cupping your own cheeks in boredom. “If you’ve been here for years by now I’d imagine you’d know who the Radio Demon is.” Husk sighed, drying off the glass in his hands and going to the next one. “Alastor The Radio Demon. He’s an overlord here, stole souls, made deals. He has mine.” Husk growled in anger at remembering the regret. “I advise you not to make a deal with his stupid ass. He’s creepy.” He shudders at the meer thought of Alastor.

You didn't wanna tell him he had the same name as your husband, Alastor. "Weird. When will he be back?" You asked him, raising an eyebrow as he turned around. "By now." Husk shrugged, making eye contact with you. "'know, back when I was alive, my husband used to come home very, very late. Sometimes he'd come home drenched in blood on those late nights. That's all I can clearly remember." You mention, sighing.

"He was a murderer?" Husk questioned, leaning against the counter full of uncleared cups behind him. "Yes. I'd expect him to be in hell since killing is a sin..." You wandered off. You both stayed in silence for a minute until the door opened with Charlie, Vaggie, and a very tall man were now at. "There he is." Husk muttered, rolling his eyes and turning to clean the cups. The man you saw, no, Alastor, was familiar, almost like the man you loved when you were alive.

"Alastor, I want you to meet Y/N!" Charlie ushered him to you, and you sat up straight when he locked eyes with you. He had a wide smile, yellow teeth. "Hello, Darling! My name is Alastor, quite a pleasure to be meeting you! QUITE the pleasure." He grabbed your hand, shaking it for a long time as he observed your appearance. His grip was strong, uncomfortable even. This felt familiar, like your husband. He was charming like him, he said the same words to you like the first time your husband had met you.

Your eyes were wide, he noticed your weirdness and brought his hand away. He only smiled, waiting for your response. “Hi, Alastor. My name is Y/N.” You looked up and down at him, the radio voice reminded you. Everyone watched the way you looked at him, your face showed three things; fear, sadness, and confusion. “Is she okay?” Vaggie asked, going to your side as she watched your still body. “Do you know him? Are you okay?” Vaggie shook your shoulder, and you snapped out of it.

You went to Vaggie’s ear and whispered in her ear while staring at Alastors eyes, you whispered to her, “That’s my husband, I think.” Vaggies eyes widened at what you said, and she slowly turned to Alastor, then walking to Charlie to whisper to her. Charlie’s eyes widened as well, everyone was in silence while Husk was confused as fuck. “Does he know?” Charlie whisper yelled to you, asking you if Alastor knew what you think you knew. “I don’t know.” You looked at Charlie, so you stood up, looking up at Alastor as he just stared.

"Okay guys! There is some.. problem happening! Y/N, come here for a second." Charlie grabbed your arm and started dragging you away from the man who you thought to be your husband. "Y/N. Is he- is that him?" Charlie grabbed your hands, looking at you. "I'm sure it is, he. he used the same words from when we first met, his name is the exactly the same as my husbands." You started crying, and she hugged you. "I'm sorry." She apologized, squeezing you tighter. "I know for a fact it's your husband, trust me." Charlie cooed, ending your hug and holding your hands.

"He's been very secretive and with you now joining us, surely you'll be the one to uncover his secrets." Charlie only smiled, and so did you. "And I'm sure he remembers, he mentions his stuff when he was alive sometimes." She brought a hand to your back to walk you back to the lobby. Finally getting there, Alastor was looking at his nails, straightening his hair, and such. You walked behind him and tapped his shoulder, he snapped his head to you then turned around all the way.

"Alastor." You look into his eyes, "What happened to you?" You ask, tears welling up in your eyes again. "Whatever do you mean?" He asks, still having the same face as earlier. "Alastor.." your lip quivered and you started crying all over again, hands in your face too. He only watched, he felt your pain. As you ugly cried into your hands, arms wrapped around you and you knew exactly who it was, it was your husband, Alastor.

"I missed you too, my darling." He cooed, his hug tightening around you. Finally reunited, you went limp against him as he still held you. "Awww!" You heard from a few feet away, you removed your hands and looked at who made the noise. It was Charlie, hands clasped together as she watched the moment the two of you shared. Alastor only smiled at you, watching as you blushed at seeing everyone watch the moment you had. “Carry on!” Charlie squealed, shaking.

“How come I didn’t see you when I showed up here? I died a few seconds after you did.” You asked, looking at Alastor. “Different parts of hell.” He only said. You looked down at your feet in awkwardness. “Why didn’t you look for me?” You bawled up your hand in anger. “I did. I saw you roaming hell after a few years and I didn’t know what to say to you. Either you’d be mad or you’d forget me.” He admits, gripping his Caine.

“Mad? Why would I be mad? I’d be sad, happy even. I forgot who you are throughout the ninety years I’ve been here.” You raised your first and put all your strength into that fist, hitting it onto Alastors chest. He didn’t have any reaction. “I don’t get why you didn’t say hello atleast.” You started crying for the 50th time, his hand grabbed the wrist that you hit him on and tightened his grip. Everyone watched and got scared once you hit him, but, he knew what you were doing. You were just freaked out.

“Calm down,” He cooed, pulling you against him as he turned into a shadow, bringing you with him. Everything was dark, then bright again once you hit the floor of what looked to be his room, a forest being half of the room. “Sit on the bed, I’m gonna go grab something for you.” Alastor brought you to the bed and sat you down, he kissed you then walked off. You were shaking, eyes bloodshot red. Whimpers left your mouth as you were still crying.

He came out with napkins and he sat next to you, wiping off your tears. “Please,” you begged, hugging onto him as he held onto you. “I’m here, I promise.” He kissed your forehead sweetly, making your heart flutter. He rubbed the side of your face, and looked lovingly into your eyes. “I love you, my sweet.” He leaned in to kiss you, and your eyes widened. Kissing and loving eachother for the rest of the night.

There were a lot of questions that needed to be answered though.

[stargirlrchive]

Hey girl!!! I’m back!!! ⚠️⚠️⚠️ Imagine the first time with Miguel not having thoroughly thought about how big he is??? He definitely preps you w/his fingers & mouth for what feels like hours. Your body tremors as you watch him crawl his way up the bed. He’s placing soft kisses along your body as you’re fighting to catch your breath. Your hand goes to his back the other into his hair as he kisses & sucks the delicate skin on your neck. “We’re doing this,” he breathes, looking into your eyes. You eagerly nod in agreement although there’s no need, he was making a statement. Not asking. He kisses your lips before swiftly ridding himself of his undergarments. A breathless “woah” comes out as you stare down at it. Of fcking course the bastards got a very proper massive hammer on him. “Eyes on me.” He smirks as he lifts your chin. His hand goes to the back of your knee, to wrap around his waist whilst he kisses your jaw. You’re not sure if your body shakes in excitement or nervousness. Definitely both. Nonetheless you’re determined… until you feel him press against your center. “Wait,” you nervously giggle hesitantly pressing against his shoulders. He looks genuinely confused. “Give me a second.” You tell him and he growls. “We’re doing this,” he repeats and you immediately nod. “Of course…” you swallow bringing his lips to yours, “just…” you breathe against his mouth before he cuts you off with a feverish kiss. He squeezes the back of your thigh in some sort of warning as he fervently grinds against you. He’s about to go in when you break away the kiss in a mess of nervous giggles, “wait wait wait!” He desperately groans this time. “Just another sec-“ you’re cut off again as he rolls you both over. “Set your pace,” he grumbles. Oh? How polite? His hands travel up your thighs to your hips, gripping tightly. You place both hands on his chest as you slowly sink down. You gasp and stop. He groans, silently curses. Then pulls your body lower onto him. You reach midway before stopping him, hand pushing against his abdomen and the other clasping his wrist as you hiss. Thighs trembling. Not adjusting. You shake your head, grimacing. It’s not happening. That’s as far as you can go. He sits up. You mewl at the movement. “Estrellita,” he grunts against your ear, “take it all.” That was an order. He moves a hand to work up your clit. Loosening you up some more. You moan and whimper, slowly taking all of him. You’re too full, it stings. “So fcking tight,” he hisses, soothingly rubbing your hips. Kissing away your wince he huskily whispers, “I got ya, baby. I got ya.” After encouraging you w/more praises & kisses he gently rocks you against him, “good to go?” You nod wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Great. Can’t hold back any longer, estrellita.”

Mans is gonna take ya to pound town baebee 🐎

GURL!! Tell me I’m right but Miguel would definitely use the pet name ✨Estrellita✨ Ik he does! He calls me so himself 😤 I mean like who wouldn’t wanna be called someone’s “little star” 🤩 am I right or am I absolutely right?? This is also a lil teeny PSA! for all the brilliant wonderful Miguel writers to use the pet name estrellita cause it’s so darn cute!

Sorry for how long this is, I’ve lost my marbles. This heckin bloody man gots me spiraling! I just KNOW he hangs looooow. That cheeky bloke 😑

why am i twirling my hair, kicking my feet?

but like after awhile he fully just gives in and let’s you take control because he’d stuff you full of his cum and have you walking on wobbly legs if he didn’t. he’s trying so fucking hard not to just succumb to the feeling of pleasure you’re giving him, and your hips finally find their pace, and miguel’s grabbing at any part of your exposed skin, mumbling quietly, “doin’ so good estrellita, like you were made for this.”

i’m h word bad nonnie why do you do this to me, also if you aren’t a writer??? UM WHAT THE FUCK??? DO IT NOW PLS

[prinvessdior]

after 8 months I have returned to u, and all I can offer u is vaguely self indulgent blonde lego man 😞 we’re going to also ignore how this was SUPERRR impulsive

sorry for the mostly word vomit of me going crazy but if I did not write at least SOMETHING for this man I think my brain would’ve gone boom still getting back into the swing of things (as always) but please enjoy!

Might’ve been under the influence of a green plant aswell

brief summary: Lloyd breaks down ur window in the middle of the night cuz he wants to watch the stars with you, but you’re the only star in his sky teehee

WC: 850 (ish, tried to get to 1k 😞 didn’t make it)

Tap. Taptaptaptap.

‘nope. better not check that’

Being rudely awakened around midnight wasn’t something most people would appreciate. In the darkness I groaned shifting around in a crumple of sheets and blankets.

sweet silence once again, I blinked back against the darkness of my room. Already awake by the noise, I just got to sleep too. Sighing into the welcome silence. it was probably too early to be alive anyways, eyelids drifting shut once more, lulling me into a peaceful slumber.

Taptaptap THUD.

“GOD- Okay!”

Fumbling, I threw the covers off my body standing on shaky, tired legs as I pushed back my bedhead from my face trying to get some semblance of what was happening anyways.

There were a few more taps at my window as I cautiously made my way towards the haunting item.

‘Okay rationalize first actions second. You live on the second floor so obviously no one is at your window. No plants grow up this high either. Oh what if..’

no that’s silly ghosts aren’t real.

Deciding to give up on rationality, I stepped in front of my window pulling back the curtains quicker than I really should’ve.

“Ah, darkness.”

“Wow, that’s kinda hurtful.”

“OHMY GOD-“

I’d know that voice anywhere, though not at midnight, when my brain is barley working and I’m still reeling in how the hell did my boyfriend get to my second story window.

oh yeah. Ninja. Whatever.

unceremoniously, I threw myself back from the window arms shot in the air not expecting my damn window to respond to me.

“Window god I am sorry for disappointing yo-“

“Can you just let me in please?”

I skipped giddily back over to my window, deciding to ignore my former embarrassment to instead unlock the window for Lloyd, still clad in the green ninja gi, hop down from my windowsill.

“Missed you,” he sighed out dreamily opening his arms to welcome me into a hug. Happily, I extended my own to wrap around his torso as he brought me in close for a much needed hug.

He sat his chin atop my head his arms winding around my waist and resting there comfortably, we stayed like that for awhile. The only noise being the ticking of the clock next to my nightstand and our mixed rising and falling of our chests.

Slowly, I could feel myself falling asleep once again it’d been so so long since I’d seen Lloyd last. Despite how badly I craved to soak up all his attention like a sponge, how warm he was how it felt to be held again by him was too nice.. yeah this is home.

“Are you sleeping standing up?”

“No.”

he laughed, like really laughed the kind where you snort and have to hold a hand up to your mouth to cover the strength of your giggles.

I whined at the loss of his arms falling towards him onto his chest to steal more of his warmth.

“Don’t fall asleep just yet, don’t you wanna go on a ride?” Lloyd asked as he snuck a finger under my chin to tilt my head up to face him, he was smiling. He’s pretty.

“Huh?”

I tilted my head not quite focused on whatever he was saying, he snorted in amusement. “It’s really pretty on the mountain, plus it’s a clear night and we can take a drive up there to stargaze, maybe if-if you want.”

Yep. Totally awake!

I smiled wrapping my arms around Lloyd’s neck especially because of how by the end of his suggestion the tips of his ears turned pink and his pretty green eyes tore away from mine for a moment.

“Yeah, lemme put on better clothes and I’ll meet you.” I nodded pointing down to the pajamas I was still currently wearing, Lloyd’s gaze followed my finger and I had half a mind to curse my half awake brain.

“Oh- yeah Kay.”

He released me with pink cheeks turning his back to me to face the window, I could only giggle at his back and I saw his shoulders sag slightly at that as I made my way to my closet. Well.. these clothes aren’t that bad just a jacket and well, shoes.

“Alright!”

I announced returning dutifully to Lloyd’s side interlocking our fingers together, “Ready?” He asked as he looked down to our joint hands back to my face with a bashful smile.

“Yep! I’ll tell you all about the stars.” I mused dramatically turning to unlock the window with my free hand, though I missed the soft sigh and murmur that passed through Lloyd’s lips as we made our descent.

“Luckily, I have my very own.”