#alex quackity smut

[quackmiffy]

toxic!bf!alex who breaks up, but still wants to fuck

he'd broken your heart. just, shattered it like it was nothing. you two had a blow out fight, one with screaming and words pulled from mouths in pure anger. but he was the one who ended it. he was the one who left you alone, saddened and ultimately aching for your boyfriend back.

you tried to go about your week as normally as possible. make coffee, get the paper, watch tv, make lunch, wallow in bed, make dinner and go to bed. that was your routine, you didn't need alex. of course not, no, you didn't need nor crave him. well, except when you were feeling lonely with that familiar heat between your legs. but you didn't need him!

so it's utterly shocking to hear a pounding on your door in the middle of the night. it would be unsettling if you didn't recognize the voice on the other end. "are you jus' gonna let me freeze out here? baby, come on, let me in."

and you do, like a fool.

you're on your hands and knees, though your arms wobble with the threat of collapse as alex fucks into you. your hair is pulled back and used for stability as your boyfriend—ex-boyfriend, demolished your sweet pussy close to 4 a.m.

"alex, fuck, this isn't—we broke, mmf, up!"

"no, we didn't," he counters and you can hear the smirk in his voice. "i said i was leaving, never said i, fuck, i wanted to break up. you assumed that, baby."

you can't even argue as he digs his hips into you, your walls stretching and accommodating his fat cock as he pummeled it inside you relentlessly, "'s not fair, ah! fuck me, alex, fuckkk."

"what's not fair," and he punctuates his words with a sharp thrust that jiggles the meat of your ass. "is you keeping this pussy away from me. a whole week? god, you fucking drive me insane."

and yet he keeps coming back for more, keeps fucking you like he means it and then whispering soft assurances in your ear. your back arches deliciously, and alex reaches an arm around to rub messily at your swollen clit. it leaves you shaking, and your arms give out within seconds as his thumb presses tight circles to your nub.

"there it is, you're getting fucked dumb. it's exactly what i wanna see, baby, you're so good for me."

"alex, alex! i can't, i'm getting close...!"

"not yet," he hisses and his hips move at superhuman speed, his balls slapping against your clit with every clap of his hips. "don't fuckin', nghhh, don't cum yet."

you cry into the pillows, body writhing and bucking against his hands, his cock as alex lets out a deep groan before sliding in deep. he's right against your womb, and then he's filling you to the brim; his cum spilling out past your weak hole and dripping down your thigh.

you cum then, creaming around the base of his cock and sucking him in even deeper than before. your pussy milks him for all it's worth, and alex sighs shakily while smoothing a hand over the curve of your back.

"so, are we all good now?"

[fairytsuk1]

ALEX MAKEUP SEX. RN. RIGHT FUCKING NEOW. ASAP SOONER THAN POSSIBLE PLEASPLEADOEKEADE WIEVEUHEEUHAHSHSYSUSY ILL GO CRAZ

makeup sex with alex</3

you’re trying so hard to resist him, trying so hard to stay mad at him because it was just so unfair how weak he made you.

alex kisses at your neck with a hand skirting up your side to feel the skin underneath your shirt. he plants kiss after kiss up the column of your throat before whispering in your ear, “‘m sorry, my love. please forgive me.”

somehow he’s got you laying back as he nibbles on your earlobe, a squeak escaping you at the feel of his teeth sinking into your skin.

“i’m still mad,” you whisper despite the way your arms curl around his broad shoulders. “can’t just—fuck me and make me forget about it.”

“oh, but don’t you want to see how sorry i am?”

he pulls back to lift your shirt and bury his face in your tits. his mouth immediately latches to your nipple and you’re letting out a hiss when he laves his tongue around the perky bud. your back arches and alex takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around your waist and suck, “fuck! alex, i—“

“shhh… let me make you feel good, please?”

you’re acquiescing into his arms like putty, and alex is grinning against your skin as he sucks hickeys on your chest. he pulls off and scoots down, hands tugging at your shorts with a fiery gaze.

you lift your hips to help him, splayed out in your underwear as he spreads your legs. alex makes room for himself between your thighs and smirks at the wet spot dampening your panties, “see? you want it, i knew it.”

“just fuckin’ eat me out already,” you grumble though there’s no real malice in your words.

“no need to be sassy,” and he licks fat stripe up your cunt with a wicked grin.

you can’t stay mad, not when alex glides his lips over the soaked cotton as he laps at your pussy. a soft cry escapes you with your heels digging into the bed; your hand drifts down and grips his dark locks as you whimper and whine.

alex licks at your soaked folds, tongue deftly dipping into your creamy hole to lave his wet muscle over your clit, sucking and pulling off with a ‘pop!’ he hums, starved for this meal as he devours you.

“ooh—shit!! alex, fuckfuck. ohmygod, alex!”

he can hardly reply, face buried in your cunt as his nose bumps against your clit. his tongue slips inside you to fuck you with it and a cry is bursting from your lips; your hips growing more and more restless as you ground yourself on his mouth.

your knees would be knocking together if it weren’t for alex, and you’re a whimpering mess as you grow closer to cumming. “alex, ‘m gonna cum, oh, yes!!”

he licks faster, fucks you harder, and then you’re spilling all over his tongue as you cum hard. your eyes roll back and your boyfriend has the pleasure of watching you lose yourself to his touches. he groans against your skin, hips jerking as he humps the bed to soothe his aching cock. he could wait, for now, this was all about you.

alex works you through your orgasm, your body going boneless as he pops up from between your legs with a glistening face. he’s ruined, eyes sex-crazed and dick straining against his pants. he takes a deep breath and licks his lips with a grin.

“do you forgive me, now?”

[stonermujer]

Texts I think Alex would send you

Happy late Valentine’s Day!!

[toxic3mmy]

trying something new, hear me out!!

so you guys know how ppl post smutty twitter vids as imagines of characters or people? well, thats what im aiming for here except it’s links to VA audios that sound similar to alex teehee.

note that these are different VA artists, but lmk which ones sound like him to yall i am super curious!!

alex soundgasm!links

enjoy <3

EonAudios:

whiny, begging, subby alex

waking up next to alex

friends to lovers (a bit of spanish)

be daddy’s princess

gone for too long

alex misses you

alex instructing you

sweet aftercare

Others:

rambling edging alex

mommy kink alex

alex encouraging you to touch yourself

riding alex’s face

alex takes you home (warning!!! CNC)

super talkative alex finally fucks you

[ena-writes-stuff]

— unscheduled break.

˒ ⌕ with his work consuming more of his time, the special evenings you once shared become rare. feeling the strain of this separation, you decide to visit him during a livestream.

— warnings: smut, female reader, use of his real name

— words count: 2.3k

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He had warned you an hour ago that he was going to start a stream on his secret Twitch channel. It was a well-established routine: every now and then, he would lock himself in his office to dedicate a few hours to livestreaming, attending meetings, or even catching up on emails. During these periods, you chose to stay in his room, using the time to work or study something that needed to be resolved.

Despite the routine often feeling solitary, there was a valuable compensation: when evening arrived, after dinner, you knew you would get to enjoy moments together. It was a special time reserved just for the two of you, a moment you eagerly anticipated. It was during these hours that you could snuggle in his arms, feel his warmth and scent, and be enveloped in a comforting embrace. Sleeping next to him, feeling his scent mix with yours, made everything sweeter and more meaningful. These little things, these shared moments, were what made the wait and loneliness of the day more bearable and gave purpose to the time spent apart.

But, since last week, things had changed drastically. The frequency of your time together had decreased significantly. He was increasingly busy with work, and this extra load was causing a misalignment in your schedules. There were days when you would wake up early in the morning and find his office still lit, with him immersed in his work. It seemed that instead of starting his day by your side, he was beginning earlier and ending later. Other times, you would be woken up in the middle of the night when he tried to get into bed in the dark, after you had spent hours waiting for him and eventually falling asleep.

He had promised to make up for the lost time, to find a way to get things back to normal, but that promise seemed distant and increasingly unlikely. The special moments that used to mark the end of the day, the cuddles at night, now felt like a distant echo of a time that was no longer a reality. The longing for those hours together grew each day, and the time that once seemed so well-balanced between work and personal life was now heavily tilted towards work and stress. The yearning increased, and you had the chance to have a few minutes with him at that moment, if you could manage to stay quiet enough. The desire to be by his side, even for a brief moment, was intense, and your heart pounded with anticipation for the reunion.

So you decided to do something that had long remained just a timid, almost impossible thought at the back of your mind. Entering his workspace, even for a fleeting moment, was a risk you were willing to take. The room was silent except for the constant sound of the keyboard and Alexis' own loud voice. As you opened the door, you made sure the creak was as discreet as possible. The door itself made a low noise, a sharp sound that seemed to fill the space for a moment, but not enough to penetrate the ambient noise and reach the microphone picking up your beloved's voice.

“Hey, babe,” his voice softly echoed as he finally turned to face you. Despite the visible exhaustion on his face, he seemed determined to keep up with his work marathon. The idea of playing Fortnite for two hours as part of the job seemed surreal, but it was the reality of the moment. “I’m still live, and I think after this, I have a meeting with—”

The conversation was taking a direction you were familiar with. Your eyes wandered between your boyfriend’s face, the muted microphone, and his two computer screens. On one of them, the Fortnite game continued; his character was standing still, a clear indication that he had stopped focusing on the game to pay attention to you. The screens' glow reflected off the glass screen, mixing with the fatigue in his eyes.

“I miss you,” you said, your voice heavy with the sincerity of your feelings.

He blinked, as if the simple recognition of your desire for connection had awakened a new level of awareness in him. “I miss you so much too, my dear,” he replied with a tired smile. “Just a little longer, and the stream will end. After that, we can meet and talk more.”

“No,” you cut off the idea, with a slightly whiny tone, not wanting to think about when that would actually happen, allowing yourself the luxury of ignoring any other complaints or excuses he might make. “Here. Now.”

The words came out softly, almost a whisper, as you moved closer, your body gently leaning toward him. Your lips sought his with a touch of delicacy, as if they were made of the same ethereal material as dreams. The kiss started soft and exploratory, the taste of his sweet kiss filling your tongue, as you indulged in a subtle game of intimacy.

Alexis, in turn, responded with an instinctive caress on your waist, his hands sliding slowly in an affectionate gesture. He wasted no time giving in to the kiss he had been longing for, his emotions spilling into a deep and genuine kiss. Each touch, each movement, seemed like an unspoken promise, a reaffirmation of the desire that had grown between you. The moment extended, the connection between you both strengthening with each passing second, while the world around seemed to disappear, reduced to a sequence of soft sighs.

“It’s better if we stop; I think chat is already missing me…” Despite the frustration of losing contact and pleasure, you merely nodded, acknowledging that he was right and that it was the best course of action. The tingling sensation you felt as you dragged the back of his hand across your cheek brought immediate relief, as if a painter was spreading colors on a blank canvas. He really knew you, inside and out. “But I’m really tempted to just…” he whispered, not needing to finish the sentence for you to understand what he was thinking.

He wore a black pair of shorts that contrasted his tanned skin, and on top, he had a tank top, both of which screamed 'comfort' when you looked at him. His dark hair was tied in a ponytail, a move that must have been a daily routine. With a mix of curiosity and boldness, you gently brushed my fingers against the sudden bulge that had formed between his thighs. The intimate contact was undeniable, and after so long of abstinence, he was putty in your hands.

Your palms slightly tingled with the power it gave you; as a studious and outspoken individual, this kind of control was intoxicating, if not a bit unexpected.

“My love, can you please help me out?”

As Alexis’ voice zapped through your system, your legs betrayed you, buckling underneath your weight. Like a marionette pulled by strings, you tumbled to the floor in front of his office chair. A fiery wave of desire blossomed within you, an urgency to kneel and serve him, to satisfy his every whim. His hands trembled as he fumbled with the keys of his keyboard, his voice quivering as he tried to string together an excuse for the delay. He knew he was failing, couldn't hide the truth: you being to obey, to give in to his demands, all while he broadcasted to his viewers who were oblivious to the situation. The lack of webcam, a small mercy, spared them the spectacle.

Your heart raced, nerves and hunger warring within you. Sweat dampened your skin, the clinging tendrils of your hair a reminder of your flustered state. The thought of pleasing him, of serving him, sent a shiver down your spine as you lowered his pants, the underwear he was wearing followed suit, revealing his erect manhood that seemed to be craving for your touch. With your heart racing, you stood there for a moment, taking in the sight before you, your gaze lingering on the pulsating flesh that begged for attention.

Lovely.

Your mouth moved to his throbbing member, lips wrapping around it as your tongue teased the sensitive tip. You swallowed greedily, desperate to take him in, before pulling back to tease. Your hand joined in, skillfully caressing his length in a rhythmic dance. You were eager and satisfied, ready to serve.

As your eyes watered, you tried to keep your focus, swallowing hard as you felt the thick cock invade the recesses of your throat. The sudden force caught you off guard, but you couldn't show it. Your gaze flicked to Alexis’ face, a silent reminder of where you were, a girl with her mouth full, sucking off your boyfriend that tried his best to focus on the game and not to moan in pleasure. Your hands worked diligently, gripping his shaft tightly. You caressed him fervently, your fingers playing teasingly with his heavy, aching balls. With each stroke, you reminded yourself why you were doing this — for him. Your tongue danced eagerly along his length, willing to give him everything he craved.

You fixated on his every reaction and micro expression, drinking in the visuals he provided. Your attention was abruptly pulled away when he let out a dangerously loud whimper. Your hands flew to his mouth, shushing him. "You're being too loud, baby," You whispered, your lips curling into a soft, amused smile. You watched as he hurriedly muted the microphone, the shuddering moan that escaped him only further fueling your excitement when you saw he unmuted again. "Hush, love. Quiet, remember?" You reminded him, keeping your voice low.

You watched as Alexis nodded, the rocking motion coming to him with ease. You could sense the rising pleasure within him, and though he strained to suppress it, soft whimpers and gasps of air still managed to escape. Your hand found its way to his thigh, gently squeezing and whispering, "Shhh, shh, baby. I know it feels good, baby."

It became increasingly clear that the intense pleasure his body was experiencing was taking a toll on his performance. Sure enough, he lost another match in the game, slamming his hand against the table in what could have been frustration from losing, or an attempt to alleviate the mounting arousal. The tension in the room was almost palpable.

"FUCK!" Alexis screamed, gripping a fistful of your hair and forcefully pushing his erection against your face. In a split second, he decided on a plan — pretending to be so enraged the he’d cut the live stream. He reached for his computer, shutting down the stream as his cock invaded your mouth once again. Now it was just the two of you and that was the perfect moment that you would be able to worship him.

He fixed his gaze in your eyes, being able to see the way you stared at him. The look of his own perdition. He sighed heavily, moving his hip while the low moans escaped. For a moment, he tilted his head back, just feeling the pleasurable sensations that ran through his body when he had your tongue sliding so well through his cock.

You really knew how to drive him crazy with your touches and if for some moment he thought he didn’t, he had been too foolish. His cock went in and out of your mouth easily, he was already in ecstasy, fucking on cloud nine.

There was a sheer ecstasy that washed over his face. His body trembled, a testament to the intense delight that consumed him. Drunk with lust, he succumbed, the intensity of his orgasm palpable between you. He allowed himself to spill any drop of sperm into your throat, letting the overwhelming sensation take over him.

Your gaze drifted to Alexis, who had collapsed into his chair, his body slick with perspiration. His heavy breaths echoed in the silence of his office. He wiped the back of his hand across his brow, leaving a smear of moisture in its wake. You couldn't help but notice the flushed hue that spread across his features, a testament to the pleasure he'd just experienced.

Observing him in this vulnerable state brought a twisted sense of satisfaction, knowing that he, the studious and outspoken one, was now rendered weak.

He finally looked down, his eyes expressing a mix of concern and regret as he observed the uncomfortable situation you were in. "Shit, I'm sorry, my love…" he murmured, his voice laden with remorse, as he carefully lowered himself to hold your hands. With a gentle and protective gesture, he began helping you to rise, offering support and trying to alleviate the discomfort you had been enduring for the past few minutes. "Come here, sit on my lap," he said with a voice that conveyed tenderness and a genuine desire to make you feel better. He adjusted his position to ensure that you were comfortable and secure, his gaze fixed on you with a care that seemed to say more than words could express.

And that’s how you both finally managed to enjoy the lost time. You were comfortably seated on Alexis's lap, feeling the softness of his touches and the sincerity of his affection. Each tender kiss on your shoulder and each sweet word whispered in your ear seemed to fill the space between you with a renewed and profound intimacy.

As you settled into Alexis’ embrace, a new perspective began to emerge.

Maybe interrupting him at work from time to time wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

[httpseungmxn]

Big Boy

Quackity X Streamer!Female Reader

🍡 - flirty/extra flirty

Authors Note: Hello hello my Angels, I know I promised the Jin fic soon buuuuuut Q posted this photo and everyone, including myself, went wild over it! So I just had to make a fic about it! I have decided to make a new fic category just for this one, flirty/extra flirty! This fic will also play off of the other fics I made about him! I hope you guys can enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it!<3

Warnings: Lanai attempts to get reader canceled:( , Reader is called “hermosa” and “amor”, wee bit of cussing fr this time

Triggers: None as far as I am aware!

You had really come to know Alex over the past few months. Him becoming one of your best friends, especially after it came out that your best friend Lenai had been spreading lies about you. She had gone to Alex first, expecting him to believe her, but that was a big mistake. As soon as he noticed the negative way she was speaking, he hopped on call with you while also helping notify your fans of the girl's lies.

Nightly calls were almost a daily thing between you two, as well as constant facetimes during yours and his visits to the gym. His hat was always left on, despite feeling just a little extra hot, he wasn’t quite ready to show you yet. You fully understood considering you used to hide your face from everyone. 

The closer you got, the more you wanted to visit him. You were bringing much more in than you expected from streaming, so a plane ticket wouldn’t be a problem. You wanted it to be a surprise to Alex though, knowing that would make it more fun. Alex had often talked about you guys meeting in real life, and how exciting it would be. It was decided, you would be booking a flight to see him. You already knew where he lived, having reached out to karl to help you with the surprise. Making him swear he wouldn’t tell alex you were going to see him. The plane ticket was much easier to get than you expected, and packing was done in a matter of hours.

The nerves set in that night after you had finished packing. It was clear to you and the fans that you had a bit of a thing for Alex, and getting to meet him was making you nervous. You always wondered if you should tell him how you felt but was always too scared to let it slip out to him. You had come so close to saying it a few days ago but it just got stuck in your throat.

You hardly slept the night, and as much as you hoped you would sleep on the plane, you didn’t. You were too nervous and excited at the same time. Feeling bad when you had to decline a facetime from alex while you were on the plane, not wanting to spoil the surprise. Though you answered him as soon as you were off the plane and in a taxi. “ hermosa, why didn’t you answer any of my calls before? I thought you were mad at me! “, “ im sorrrryyyy, I was taking a long nap, I’m in a taxi now though “,  “ a taxi? Where are you going, hermosa? “,  smiling to yourself, knowing in just a short while he will know where you are.

That came sooner than you expected though. Getting out of the taxi and making sure the camera is angled directly at your face so he can’t see where you are. “ im just visiting a friend nearby. Hold on just one sec, alex. “. knocking very gently on his door and looking to the camera, nerves setting back in when you see him leave his room. “ someones here, but I didn’t order any pizza. if I die, it was the hut, hermosa. “, unable to hold back a giggle. Looking to the door when it opens and smiling brightly at the boy in front of you. “ guess now you know which friend I’m visiting, huh? “. He didn’t respond at first, probably still trying to process it. Just as you didn’t process what he was doing until you were lifted up into a tight hug.

Smiling brightly as you hugged back. Not even letting go when you were set down. His arms were wrapped to tight around your waist, if you were a balloon you probably would’ve popped by now. You didn’t mind it though, you felt safe in his arms. Your nerves being shooed away with one little hug. “ how the fuck did you manage to surprise me so well, hermosa “ ,  “ you know I like to keep you on your toes, ‘lex “. Smiling again when he lets out a light laugh at your response. 

“ come in, come in, sorry it might be kind of a mess “, Alex spoke as he gathered your bags and carried them inside for you. Only then did you realize just how big he had gotten in the muscle category. Eyes staring at his muscles as they flexed with each movement. “ alex, when the hell did you manage to grow those? “, unable to hold your filter. 

Listening to him laugh again before he flexed his arms to show off for you. “ are you checking me out, amor? “. That was new, he had never called you that before, and it was obvious to him you knew what it meant considering the blush coming to your cheeks. “ now don’t get too ahead of yourself, cowboy, you were the one purposely checking me out on call just five minutes ago “.

“ Did you expect me not too? You look really beautiful in that dress “. That was also new. Alex was constantly teasing you, but the tone in his voice was different now. It sounded so serious and dripped with confidence in how he felt. You found it hard to hold eye contact wit him now. Not even five minutes into the meet up, and alex already had you red.

“ Lets be honest, Amor, surely you didn’t expect me to hold back just because you’d turn all red and yell at me. You being here just means I can let it all out, times ten. “. His smile had you wobbly in the legs, there was something so different about seeing it in person compared to facetime.

Only now did you realize this visit was going to be a lot more different than you expected. 

Alex was going to be the death of you.

Authors ending note; So who else got butterflies reading that? I got jittery and I’m the one writing it! I feel like I’m slowly beginning to get better at portraying him, and thats probably because I study the way a lot of people write him while also paying extra attention to how he is in streams/videos. Perhaps soon we will get a confession, and possibly a hair reveal? Who knowssss, guess you guys will have to just stick around for the next one! Also who else lost their mind over that photo he dropped last night? I’m in the whatsapp and as soon as he sent it, twitter was going absolutely chaotic[myself included]! If you guys wanna follow me on social media, my X is @/f_fuyuma! Until next time, My Angels 🫶

[renranram]

baby making with quackity. 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Baby Making!

q. version ヘ⁠（⁠。⁠□⁠°⁠）⁠ヘ

nsfw!

this is quackity version of my schlatt one!

word count: 1976!

( i made him speak spanish, i apologize please just use google if you're struggling with understanding, also do correct me if im wrong enjoy!! )

the discussion of having children hasn't came up to you and alex’s relationship, both of you are aware of the large responsibilities it came with

but god forbid alex quackity having a tiktok account, his fyp filled with baby videos that he couldn't help but coo to

“ after marriage “ that's two of you agreed to, after marriage then children, but can't the man just dream?

the boy had been giving you subtle hints, during one time, on live, his viewers notices a pair of baby shoes and started spamming about it, “ oh this? “ he picks up the small shoes, beige brown

< ilikemymenlikequack: is (y/n) pregnant??

< quackadoodledoo: ALEXIS FATHER ERA?

< husbandkosialex: WOI OMG??

“ chat, (y/n) isn't pregnant yet, i just found these on amazon and thought it was cute, “ alex shows off the baby shoes, fixing his beanie with a smile, “ id like to be a dad one day tho “

and it continued, “ chat, isn't this cute? “ alex asks, showing off semi realistic baby doll, one that was given to him during twitchcon, “ it looks so fucking cool “ he chuckles

“ id want this baby to be real in the future “ alex adds, chuckling, and it continued, giving you simple hints, such as baby toys, clothes, and sudden talks of marriage

“ so…. when do you think we'd get married? “ alex looks at you, as you cook dinner for the two of you, “ what? you wanna get married? “

“ when you want to of course, “ he spun on your counter's chair, “ i mean i think it's cute just the two of us having a wedding, rings in both of our fingers, then we can show off to everyone that we're so in love “ he rambles, shrugging his shoulder

you chuckle, “ we're not even fiances yet? “ you face him, turning off the stove as you serve up the dish in plates, “ well, we will be in the future “ alex replies

“ well… i think marriage with you would be great, would be happy and satisfied with my life, but aren't we still young? “ you added as alex makes his way on your dining table, “ hm… right… what about babies? “ quackity asks non chalantly

“ what about babies? “ you repeat, wanting him to get straight to the point, deadpanning him, your hand resting on your hip

“ you know… babies…? “ alex awkwardly chuckles as he scratches the back of his head, “ i know what babies are “ you reply

“ lex… is there something you need to tell me? “ you ask, removing the apron from your torso, hanging it somewhere as you approach him

cupping him by his cheeks, you ask, “ is there something wrong that we need to talk about? “ god, that was one of the reasons why he just wants to marry you right there right now

“...i wanna… get you pregnant “ alex confesses, sighing in defeat as he leans more onto your touch, “ i dont think i can wait after marriage… i wanna see you in cute maternal clothes…, feeding our baby, babying them, i know you'd be the perfect mother, fuck, you're the perfect wife id ever ask for even tho we're not even married yet, it's just… i know i sound selfish and desperate but fuck, “ alex returns your affection by cupping your cheek too, “ i love you so much that i think i wanna make babies with you to show off how much i love you “

alex pecks your cheek, “ i love you so much, i just wanna show you off with our baby in your stomach “ he added, “ can we do it? please? “ he pleaded, “ i know if you think it's too much, but let me be selfish for once please? “

you pause, blinking as your eyes flutter, a faint pink tint appearing on your cheeks, “ lex…, babies are big responsibilities “ you added, “ i know, that's why im working hard aren't i? “ alex replies to you, with a soft gentle tone, caressing your cheek with just his thumb, “ my money’s big enough “

“ fuck… i can marry you right now, take a flight to vegas and get married to that stupid elvis chapel you keep joking about “ alex smiles warmly and affectionately

“ please? mami? “ alex pleaded, and dear lord how you folded so fast, now there's the two of you, making out with small giggles and chuckles

it was warm, gentle and comfortable for the both of you as alex gently pressed you against your bedroom’s door, his tongue swirling with you, making out as if it's your first time again, his hands, rests on your waist, holding on you gently on your place

“ mami you're so beautiful “ he whispers between the kisses, fixing your hair out of your face, before pulling you into a kiss again, your hands resting on his chest as you take the kiss, your lips locked with eachother, passionately and warmly

alex slowly slips his hand in your blouse, resting in your midriff, “ vas a ser una gran mamá para nuestros hijos “ he whispers, pecking your cheek as you giggle softly in response, “ baby… is that why you've been ordering baby stuffs off amazon? “ you ask as he chuckles, nodding, “ i was hoping you'd get the hint “

“ im kinda hints-blinded “ you joke as he chuckles, pecking your neck, trailing kisses all over you, “ i should've told you from the start then “ he added, “ would've been a better idea “ you smile, giggling loudly as he picks you up, holding onto you gently yet tightly, securing his grip on your hand as he press kisses all over your face, “ mami, you're the only person i can think of doing this with me “ alex hums, gently setting you down on your bed, his eyes hovering all over your body as he smiles warmly, seeing you all so pretty underneath him

alex removes his shirt, tossing it to the side, and he leans back down with you, “ mami, i want a little girl, she's going to be as beautiful as you, “ he cuts himself off with a kiss to your collarbone, “ as smart as you, “ he kisses your upper chest, gently guiding you to take off your top, before continuing, “ as kind as you “ alex pecks your chest, “ as friendly as you “ he pecks your stomach, his hand resting on the waistband of your shorts, gently tugging it down with your underwear

“ as perfect as you are “ alex lowers, now pecking on pelvis, “ alex… didn't know you're shakespeare “ you joke, giggling, causing him to chuckle in response, “ oh fuck off mami im trying to be romantic here “ he added, smiling warmly, his eyes filled with love and adoration as he fixes your hair

“ im… going to make you feel so loved “ alex replies as he nuzzles his mouth onto your clitoris, liking a strip on your warm organ with smile on his lips, “ you already make me feel so love lex “ you reply as her intertwines his hand with yours, the other holding you up

“ it's not enough “ alex replies as he kisses your clit, sucking it, lapping you, nuzzling his warm tongue, “ it is enough “ you mutters, moaning softly as you squeezes his hand

“ not for me that is, “ as alex eats you out, his finger gently enters you, feeling your wetness and tighness as you moan softly, alex finding a moment as he playfully scolds you, “ can you stop being such a smartass so i can fuck you, querido dios por favor “

you cackle, giggling as he smiles warmly, his finger thrusting into you with his tongue wetting you all up, you toss your head back, moaning softly as your other hand kneads with your breast

alex maintains eye contact, giving you heart eyes with every reaction you could possibly release, god, that man is so in love with you, chuckling softly, seeing how you gasp when he enters another finger in, admiring how you squeezed his hand in response

“ hah… lex “ you whimper out as his fingers skillfully scissors you, “ does it feels good mami? “ he asks, lapping you like a damn dog, enjoying your slickness as you nods, your finger dancing gentle with your nipples, kneading you breast as the other squeezes his hand

after a few minutes of sucking, fingering, you felt a familiar pool in your stomach as you gasp, “ lex.. lex.. im close “ you moan out, louder than the rest as alex nods, kissing your clitoris as he fastens his finger, causing you a few sharp gasps

“ do it mami, make a mess to my face “ alex reassures you, licking a stripe as you groan out in pleasure, seeing your legs shake, and with a squirt of your juices in his face, alex accomplished what he wanted, even tho, that was just the first step

he pecked your clit one last time, before pulling away, you making a mess on his face as he giggles, watching you whine out as he pulls out his finger, “ so pretty, mi linda esposa “

seeing him chuckle and smile, couldn't help but bring a smile on your face too, you just couldn't believe you're making a baby with the man you've loved for years, alex as gently as possible, spreaded your legs, propping himself between it as he pecks the side of your ankle, releasing your intertwined finger as he whistles in amusement seeing you all so flustered and pink

“ i love you “ alex mutters as he slips his pants down with his boxers, “ i love so much mami, you're going to be such a pretty and perfect wife and mamá to our daughter “

as he worships your body, his eyes not letting a single crevice of your body left untouched or unloved, he hums as he gently enters your body, the two of you gasp in unison, “ you alright mami? “ he asks, making sure you felt pleasure instead of pain, his almond shaped brown eye watches you, filled with adoration and love as you bit your lip, nodding

“ im moving, ¿bueno?, tell me if it hurts, ill stop mami “ alex gently warns as his hips roll against you gently, watching you moan out, your eyes fluttering in pleasure, enjoying how your body bounces with every single thrust

you chuckle softly, a warm intimate moment like this was just perfect, he was perfect for you, a pretty, gentle, kind boy who'd do everything, just to make you feel loved, if you were to switch places and had the dick, you'd probably do the same

you moan out, as he leans down, kissing you, his arm wrapped around your torso, flattening you as his thrusts continues, his tongue swirling with yours, feeling the smile on his lips

your lips stayed intact, only pulling away for taking breathes, noticing his thrusts speeding up as he groans, “ te amo mucho, seré la esposa más bonita que jamás haya existido “ he whispers, as you moan back in reply

“ te amaré por siempre y te adoraré como si fueras mi dios, te amo mucho, no puedo creer que seas mía y que estemos haciendo esto “ he added, alex groans out as he holds onto tightly

“ feels so good mami? “ alex mutters, staggering slightly as you nod in response, moaning, as you gasp

“ ah fuck.. fuck… im so close “ alex gasps, “ let me be selfish this time, ¿está bien? “ he added as he tightens his hold onto you, his hips thrusting faster and faster, your moans and gasps giving him more power to just get you pregnant right there

“ fuck fuck fuck fuck “ with every curse his thrusts was speeding up, kissing you all over your face as you receive him, “ será la esposa más bonita que jamás haya existido, ¿eh? “

“ te luciré muy bien en casa, todos se sorprenderán de lo bonita que eres cuando estás embarazada, ¿de acuerdo? “ he groans out, catching his high as he climaxes into you, filling you up with his seed, making you a mother

[quackitysgirl]

kisses with quackity? just randomly throughout the day he’ll steal one from you 🤭🤭

kisses

CONTENT WARNING : kisses ,

A/N : drabbles

- huge whore for kisses // physically affection in general.

- at start of the relationship to not come off as pushy he could kiss your forehead and hands.

- he’s respectful of boundaries so he always asked if he could kiss you before one day the awkwardness of kisses just stopped.

- kisses you every time he goes out, if it’ll be to the bathroom or to the grocery store. he will NEVER leave the house without kissing you.

- if one day he somehow forgets to kiss you before he leaves he’s rushing over and covering you with kisses as an apology.

- when he’s jealous he has the habit of stealing kisses from you while you’re talking and kissing your neck softly.

- if he has a surprise for you and needs you to close your eyes, he will kiss you unexpectedly to ‘double check’.

- loves cuddling with you on the couch while you facing him on his lap and covering you in kisses.

[deadqueerboys]

Uhmmm… Waking Tommy, Tubbo, Wilbur and Quackity with a morning blowjob Please?

YAYYYYYY

Tommy, Wilbur (x gn! Reader), Tubbo x Male! Reader. SEPARATE!!

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

Tommy

It was late, Tommy was so tired the last day he didn't want to wake up. He asked for five more minutes, which you have him. You spend so much time on your phone, laying next to him in the bed because he can't sleep without holding you close. It was already time for him to wake up, so you had an idea. It was risky, and he would probably get mad, but it was worth the shot. You got under the blankets, pulling his pants down and softly holding his length. You stroke him slowly, going gently before taking it on your mouth. Suddenly, he woke up. He didn't move or complain. He just opened his eyes and looked at you. He wanted it. His dick was getting hard inside your mouth, which feels funny.

"You.." Tom closes his eyes and punches the pillow. He whimpers a little too loud, crying a little. "Why would you do that?" He rolls his eyes and grabs your hair. He was so sensitive that he couldn't handle an easy morning blowjob. He doesn't even move, he don't want to ruin the moment. Your mouth feels so good around his cock, you take him so well. Tommy takes a moment before smiling and caressing your head. He relaxes and giggles, leaking pre-cum on your mouth.

He sniffs and lays his head back. He was so in love with this situation, your mouth, your eyes.. he could live like this forever. You between his thighs and his hand grabbing your hair. Tommy is so easy for you. He doesn't care if it's non-con. He just wants to release himself on your mouth. He doesn't take long to cum, his shots on your throat as you get up. Tom is looking at you with a dumb smile. He sings for you to come closer, and suddenly, he kisses you.

"You should do this more often." That's the only thing he says before getting up from the bed and walking to the bathroom. He signs for you to come along, giving you another kiss before he starts to brush his teeth. He's playful, looking at you with love and interest. Tom loves to do anything with you close to him, even if it's his morning hygiene. He doesn't take his hands out of you, one of them around your hips as he brushes his teeth quickly so he can kiss you again.

Wilbur

He was being such a crybaby in the last days, always complaining about how he doesn't have time to pay attention to you and how he wants to have more dates and do real sex instead of quickies and blowjobs under his desk. Wilbur also talks a lot about his bandmates and his concerts, which is the reason why they are at his place today. He doesn't want you to think he doesn't love you anymore. You had one hour until he woke up. His clock was set for 7am, and it was currently 06:15. He had a boner and he was spinning in the bed, going to left and to the right nonstop. You were tired of it, so you grabbed his hips and pulled down his sweatpants. He looks so big wearing it. It should be a crime for him to use it.

You took him on your hand, biting your lip as you did. You were getting horny and impatient. He bucks his waist a little, which causes you to grab him a little tighter. Without waiting, you take it on your mouth. The best you can take is the middle of it. Will was slowly waking up, but he couldn't deny how good it felt. He moves during his sleep, forcing himself on your mouth. It hits your throat, but instead of taking it off, you keep going. Wilbur opens his eyes lazily, he looks down and see you taking his cock on your mouth. He doesn't react, only closing his eyes again and smiling.

"Sweetheart?" Wilbur whispers, he looks at you with passion. He puts his hand on his mouth, avoiding a moan to come out. He doesn't like to be vocal, especially in the morning and in a day where his bandmates were in the room next to them. He nods for you to keep going, his free hand on your hair, carefully pushing your head so you can take more of him. He smiles at you when he feels in control of the situation again. He takes his cock out of your mouth, slapping it on your cheeks.

Will make you come closer to him. He wraps his arms around you and hugs you tight. He puts your underwear to the side and goes slowly inside you. He loves this feeling, your tight walls around his cock, making him so sensitive and soft. Wilbur bites your neck, still trying to be quiet. He puts his hand on your mouth at this time. He knows he will have to take care of the noises you make at this time. He looks at the door, searching for any sign of the boys waking up, but they don't.

Quackity

It's been a while since you both didn't have sex. Quackity was always busy with his new projects and his new friends. He's been tired, sleeping late at night and waking up at 3 pm. He never talks to you or gives you a hug like he used to. He only sits on his office and works on his computer. It's stressful. He only gets out of the office to eat, and then he comes back, not even saying hello to you. Today, he's sleeping like a rock. It was at past midnight when he went to bed, and he wouldn't move or talk like he used to. He was sleeping with a lazy shirt on and just his boxers, which is hot and makes you feel a little horny. You sat on the bed and got between his legs, pulling his underwear down and taking him on your hand.

He quickly got hard, and you took him on your mouth. Just the tip, teasing his sensitive area. You lick it, and suddenly he moves, waking up and looking at you with confusion. It takes him a while till he understands what is happening, but then he yawns and sits next to you. He makes you sit on his lap, wrapping his own hand around his cock and stroking it. Quackity kisses you, some morning sloppy kisses before he asks you to go suck his dick again.

"Stupid, you should wait until I wake up. It's not that hard to don't harass me while I sleep." Alex smiles. He was teasing you. He always loved it when you did this to him, even tho he likes sleeping until it's late. He's not really a morning person. "Mi amor, slow down, I'm not going anywhere." He moans, his dick feeling comfortable on your tight, warm mouth. He never stops with the nicknames on Spanish. It's his biggest kink. If you talk to him on Spanish, he will certainly fuck you harder and faster.

Tubbo

Dating Tubbo is not really the easiest thing ever. He's clingy, needy, and pathetic. He loves to be dramatic, and he complains a lot when you don't give him attention. He spent the whole week talking about how you don't love him anymore because you haven't touched him in a while. After a lot of his cursing, you finally slept at his place, which was good because he wasn't streaming today. It really pissed you off how he was always working and never giving you some private time with him, but today was the day.

You slept horny because he fell asleep first, which caused you to palm yourself. That wasn't enough. By the morning, you could only wait until he woke up, but it was impossible. He was talking in his sleep like always, complaining even more about something you didn't understand. You had enough after two hours of waiting. You got in front of him and carefully wrapped your hands around his dick, putting it on your mouth without fear. You suck on him, making him move and unconsciously speak again. He let out a small moan, then he woke up. He seems surprised and sleepy, not giving a fuck about what are you doing.

"Are you serious, babe? I was sleeping, what the heck.." Toby whispers, scratching his eyes. He closes it and puts his hand on your head, not forcing your head or anything. He just stays with his hand there with no explanation. After a while, he opens his eyes again, looking at you with curiosity. "Honey? Babe?" He calls you, trying to make you look at him, but you were too focused on his dick. "Hey, if you don't stop, I will c-" He moans and rolls his eyes, grabbing the sheets. He cums on your mouth, forcing his eyes to close. "I fucking hate you." He whimpers, waiting for you to get off of his dick so you could cuddle.

[tokischaaaaa]

helloooo .. specifically quackity tumblr 😛 i found this, sharing is caring 🤠

[lianaloverr]

Your safe with me

Paring: Sam Golbach x Fem!reader

Summary: your boyfriend just broke up with you after admitting to cheating on you, and you had to break the news to Sam.

Warnings: fluffy, some cussing, softy sam

Hey y’all!! Told u a fic was coming this weekend and I delivered! I hope u all enjoy this as much as I loved writing it! Not proofread. Just to say, Sam and Kat are NOT dating!!

Proudly my gif!

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“Y/n it’s gonna be okay.” Kat says, as she and Colby try to comfort you. “Yea, don’t cry about him, he was a dick anyways.” Colby says while patting your shoulder.

“But not only did he break up with me, he cheated on me too!” You say while balling your eyes out. “I know, I know” Kat says and Colby nods.

Your boyfriend now ex broke up with you and had the audacity to cheat on you too, you were pissed and sad. You gave that man everything, you let him stay with you, you bought him stuff, you even let him shut out a bunch of your friends because he “didn’t like them and their attitude”.

“Have you told Sam?” Kat asks as you snap out of your thoughts. “No.” You say with your stuffed nose visibly heard. “I think you should tell him, he needs to know.” Colby says.

“Yea, I should huh?” You say to Kat and Colby as you start to grab your keys.

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You pull up to Sam’s house ready to tell him everything that went down, you come up in the driveway and sigh. “Here we go.”

You knock on the door, waiting for him to answer. Suddenly, the door opens and you see your best friend of 12 years standing in your face, probably watching you go through your 100th break up.

“Hey y/n, why are you crying? Are you okay?” Sam says worried. “He broke up with me and cheated too.” You tell him. And you see his face instantly soften up. “Oh my god y/n come in” he says

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“ what happened?” He says. “Well he texted me out for the blue, saying that he cheated on me and that he wanted to break up.” You say as he listens to every word.

“What the fuck dude?” You hear Sam say as he is pasting around the room. “Okay but, are you okay?” He asks. “Yea, now that I’m with you.” You say honestly.

You feel a sudden warmth of your best friend hugging you like the world was ending. “Listen, I will never let anyone hurt you. If you want me to beat someone’s ass, I’ll do it. I just want you to know, I love you so so much.” Sam tells you. “I love you too.” You say. “How about we get some ice cream and watch a movie huh?” Sam says and you nod.

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As you and Sam are watching a movie, you can’t help but to think back to when he said he loves you. You and him always said you loved each other, but this time felt different.

You had always had feelings for Sam, but since you guys were best friends you never tried to get with him and tried to distract yourself with boyfriends and one night-stands.

“Sam, I’m tired do you mind if I crash here?” You ask. “Yes of course, you know I’m not gonna say no.” He says with a chuckle. “Okay, thank you..” you say as you drift of to sleep.

As you close your eyes, you hear Sam say one more thing.

“Don’t worry y/n, you’re safe with me.”

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Heyy guys! I hoped you enjoyed reading this! Sorry it’s so short lol. But thank you for reading, I appreciate your support and everything. Lmk if you want anything else for Sam or anyone else on my masterlist!! Love u all and see you on the next fic!

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[ale-nose]

not nsfw, but how do you think Alex would be with a big boobed gf?

thank you baby for the request💗

Big 🍒

Quackity x fem! reader

Masterlist:

you’ll definitely catch him staring at your boobs while you talk to him:

As you were ranting about everything that crossed your mind,and you stop and realize that not only Alex wasn’t paying attention but he was staring at your chest. “Alex my eyes are up here”- you giggle. “oh yeah sorry”- he responds.

He would definitely grab them if your on his lap

When you walked into Alex’s office, he saw you and motion for you to come sit on his lap. As you’re staring at his screen you feel one of his hands go under your shirt. “what are you doing”- you asked. “can i rest my hands here”- he asked while squeezing them. “i mean i don’t mind but you’re doing it already”- you responded.

He would definitely take pictures of him squeezing them if you’re okay with it.

your laying down on top of him with his hands on your boobs while you’re on your phone. “mi reina can we take a picture he says”- he asked while squeezing them more. “yeah sure why not”- you said. Man he was for sure taking a lot. “Is it okay if i take off your shirt”- he asked. you nod. He took at-least another 50 pictures. Later you saw one of the photos he took was his wallpaper.

he hates when people stare at you in public

You and Alex were out shopping and as you were making your way into another store, he sees this group of people walking past you staring at your chest, so he grabs you by the waist pulling you closer to him.

or

You and Alex were going on a date to a restaurant and as you were waiting for a table and he sees this guy staring at you. So Alex takes off his jacket and puts it on you covering you up while he pulls you in and gives the guy a death stare.

When he sees that your shirt is falling down he’ll fix it!!!

You guys would be walking around together in a store , and when he turns to look at you, he sees that you’re shirt is falling down revealing your tits so he pulls up your shirt and you sweater zipper.

Loves kissing your boobs

You were insecure about your tits since only some shirts look good on you and ofc Alex notices and hugs you saying “te ves muy hermosa mi corazón, you will and always look hermosa okay?”- he says while giving you kisses everywhere.

I know this isn’t a lot😓😓

[fairytsuk1]

love thy neighbor | (s)

synopsis: can you write one where Alex is your new neighbor and you have a crush on him bc he's always very kind but it's all because he secretly just wants to fuck you?

pairing: alex quackity x reader

words: 5.4k

warnings: voyeurism, exhibitionism, vaginal sex, alcohol

You'd never seen him before. If you had, you'd know. Everything had started like usual. The morning coffee you desperately needed was brewed and drank, your hair was tamed into an unruly ponytail and shoes were adorned to fetch the bills. It was like any other day. Yet, it all came crashing down when you saw a stranger trying to get into your mailbox. Your feet quicken down the steps from your apartment, your arm waving to the side as you jog over to the unaware offender.

"Umm, hello! Excuse me?!"

The broad-shouldered man turns, and you feel horribly exposed in your faded sweatpants as he gives you a once-over. He's quick to grin at you, eyes scanning you before offering a small wave.

"Hey there."

He's devastatingly attractive, and that's an absolute fact. The way his hair falls, the freckled marks dotting his face. His build was something else entirely, and your mouth started to salivate when you noticed his forearm flex the tiniest bit. A beat of silence passes by as you try to remember what you were freaking out about–the mailbox could wait, did you even have mail? The keys jingle in his hand, and you stutter out. "Uh–that's my mailbox. Sorry, thought you were trying to steal from me!"

"Oh," his laugh is jovial, if a bit shy. "I had no idea. I swear they said this was for apartment 347…"

"347? That's right next to me! We're neighbors, then," and you can't help the excited gleam in your eyes.

How often did an attractive neighbor move in right beside you?

The man offers a firm hand. "I'm Alex, it's nice to meet you."

You introduce yourself. He tries out your name a few times, letting the syllables roll off his tongue like syrup before he tilts his head cutely. "Like that?"

"Yeah, like that," your stomach swirls with butterflies. The wave of an impending crush washes over you; you're left dazed as you nod and look around. He was flustering you in your faded sweatpants! Your knuckles rap against his mailbox as you try on a nonchalant attitude.

"This one's yours. For future reference," and Alex's eyes are soft and understanding as you point him towards the right inbox.

"Thanks so much. Oh, and I love your sweatpants. Sorry if that's weird to say, they look comfy!"

"What? It's not weird at all! They're just an old piece of—" You cut yourself off, looking down before glancing up at him with a smile. "You know what? Thank you!"

Alex laughs, as if he already knew what you wanted to say. He watches as you get your mail and follows suit. Your shoulders brush together, and you're zapped by an electric current. The two of you didn't need to tell each other about it. You'd both felt it.

Your neighbor bids you a kind goodbye, and his black hair shines in the morning sunlight. It's a morning like any other with bills, coffee and Alex. You try not to think about it too much.

On the other hand, Alex doesn't stop thinking about it. He keeps his smile and blush to himself while leaning against his kitchen counters. Millions of questions are blasting through his mind as he carelessly flips through his junk mail. Do you always wear those sweatpants? What does your hair look like when it's down? Would you like to ride or instead be pounded into the mattress?

A wandering hand scratches at his soft tummy, his t-shirt revealing a happy trail as he turns to wander to his office. He had work to do, and it wouldn't get done if he thought of you any longer. Though, you never really left his mind, if he was being honest.

Neither of your paths cross for a bit. You'd heard whispers and yells through your mutually shared wall, your interest increasing tenfold when you deduced online that he was a streamer. The smirk on your lips grew as you crawled into your bed that evening; now you know it's not a girlfriend causing those strange noises.

While your evening had ended peacefully, your morning had struck with a vengeance as you stood before your car. As you assessed the damage, what had begun as a slight inconvenience had turned into a pure catastrophe. A flat tire. No doubt some punk across the street, but it didn't make you any less angry at the fact you were now going to be late and driving on a spare. This was not just the worst, but nearly the end of all. You stomped back and forth like a child, still holding your briefcase and donning a cute suit.

"Oh, goddammit! Are you serious!"

Alex peers at you curiously as he exits his building. From his third-floor view, he could see how your tiny self flitted and squealed at the flat tire. He watches you for a moment more with a smile on his lips. A giggle escapes him when you stomp all around your vehicle before collapsing in a heap beside it. You were cute. 

You pin him with a dismayed look from all the way down, and he feels a call to action. A true damsel in distress, he could take care of this for you within a few minutes. He mulls it over–though is it mulling if you've already settled on yes?–before making his way out of the complex towards the parking lot. You're joined by your neighbor, and you both stand crossed-armed, heads tilted and curiosity on your faces.

"I just can't believe this! And I bet it's because it looks dirt cheap, but even if it is, that doesn't warrant this! Right? Who would give me a flat tire!"

You speak first to lament the lack of help available within the city. In the early morning, most shops were closed, and you felt that anxious twist of desperation and distress.

Part of him wants to scoop you up and press you against the hood of the car to make you cum endlessly on his tongue, fingers, cock, but rationality wins over. He nods in agreement at your venting. "It's really fucked up! Do you have a spare?"

A guilty nod as you shyly shrug. His eyebrow quirks.

"Do you–uh, know how to change it?"

An awkward silence permeates as you shuffle on two feet.

"Well, no. But I have all the things for it! It shouldn't be too hard. Let me google it, actually," and you're typing at never-before-seen speed. "Okay, so you jack it up… and then, what the hell is that?"

You were this little, pitiful thing. Alex wanted to care for you the way no man ever had. He needed to take care of you, to be the only man in your life that you could look at and feel secure and loved. If you let him, he could be that guy for you. 

"Want me to take care of this for you?"

Your head snaps to him quickly. Considering it at first, it was the best option. You were late, he was here, and you didn't know how to change a tire. By all accounts, this was a perfect solution. Would you have to pay him back, though? Did a blowjob count, or was he not that kind of guy?

"Sure! If it's no problem for you."

Alex grins coolly and nods. "It's not a problem at all. Let me see what tools you have, yeah?"

He's quick with it, and you're only sitting on the curb for a few minutes as he easily jacks up the car and replaces the tire. You wonder if he's done this for other girls before. Alex is comfortable yanking the tire off and securing the spare, your eyes lecherously watching him work.

Alex feels your eyes burning a hole into him as he lugs the tire out, breath escaping in a soft pant that leaves your mind running wild. You can't help but latch onto any show of skin you can. The rise of his shirt revealed the soft skin of his tummy. His shirt tightened around his bicep as he flexed to lock the tire into the place. Even the way his hair flew in front of his face as he turned towards you left you shaky.

"You should probably get it checked out just in case, but it's all done!"

"You don't think you did a good enough job?"

"I did what I could! But still. You're going to be late, princesa."

That nickname comes so naturally to him. Princesa? He provides an inkling of shade while looming over you, hands tucked into his pockets with a boxy smile. You're still sitting on the curb and have a terrible case of ultimate attraction as you look at that sweet stretch of a smile and gleam in his dark brown eyes.

"You should get going."

Alex urges, and you're standing on command with hot cheeks. You're stuttering out a 'thanks' and trying to keep the smile from taking over your face. Alex hands you your bag, and a sharp zap runs through you when your fingers touch.

"I really should. I, uhm, really, thank you!"

"Didn't I say it was no problem?"

He laughs, and you're laughing, too. As you settle into your car and offer a shy wave from the privacy of your Toyota, he waits patiently. You see him as you back up and drive away, black wisps of hair swaying with the breeze like he's a gift from nature himself. The drive is filled with music, and you wonder whether he'd like to go for coffee sometime.

File papers, get a coffee, sit in on a meeting and organize your files. It's all the same boring, dull work day by day. Nothing soothes the ache in your eyes or the budding carpal tunnel in your wrist. Nothing but daydreams of a new coworker named Alex, who is also your neighbor and seemingly can't help but corner you in the copy room to ask if you want to "get out of here."

It was quite a slow day. The reprieve of responsibilities your apartment gives you is more than enough comfort as you kick your shoes off. Time for a shower, and maybe you'll go to bed early. The mental checklist in your mind is carefully sorted through as you wash the day's grime off you. Comfy pajamas are set, vibrator in hand, and you feel happy as you snuggle into Sherpa blankets.

It's only then that you hear it. It's soft, enough for you to pass over it till it grows louder. It's undeniable, unmistakable–the soft moans of Alex barely passing through your thin walls. You're shooting up and pressing your ear against the drywall, hearing a groan. "Ah, fuck… feels so good."

Oh my god. It's definitely him, voice ragged and whiny as his hand twists around the tip of his dick, pre-cum leaking past his knuckles as he moans. You shouldn't be listening. You know this; it's wrong, and it's perverted. You twitch with the urge to move your hand higher up your thigh, but you force yourself to stay still as you plot your next move.

You tug your blankets up higher to cover your face shyly, eyes fluttering when the bed creaks softly from the room over and he whines. Alex fucked his hand eagerly, and your thighs pressed together at the strangled moan that beat past his lips.

"Fuckk, like that–yeah…"

And then you hear it. Your name. It leaves your hand shooting past your pajama pants to circle your clit, fingers slipping as you bite the palm of your hand. Was he imagining you? Indeed, he knew you could hear him. You have to press your free hand to your mouth as you work your fingers over your clit, your hole clenches around nothing, and a bumbling cry is whispered past your tongue.

He mumbles about taking it all, and you're uncaring as you eagerly rub yourself in tune with how Alex fucks his cock in his fist. You sink in a finger, then two, and groan at the delicious stretch. Your fingers fuck in and out of you, driving deep as you imagine Alex pressing your legs to your ears and fucking himself inside you before drawing back with a heavy thrust.

Alex tugs his bottom lip between his teeth, pushing his black shirt up as he tips his head back. "God, 'm so fucking close, baby."

His eyelashes kiss his cheeks as he imagines your bobbing head as you take him into your throat. Socked feet curl, and Alex whimpers when he feels it, balls aching while his hips pop up into his hand.

"'M gonna cum, ohmygo–fuck!"

You can't help the moan that escapes you as you soak your own fingers, riding out your high as you listen to Alex's groaning release. His voice is so deep and ragged that you're still pulsing; if only there was some way to will him over to your apartment to fuck the shit out of you. Burying your face into the pillows, you pant listlessly while gingerly removing your hand from your pants. Alex has gone quiet, and you can imagine his slumped form, all relaxed and seated in his gaming chair.

Sticky strings stretch between your fingers when you look at your hand. A wanting sigh escapes you as the apartments fall into a mutual silent quiet. Your fingers would have to do for now, despite how much you kept thinking about that stretch of his fat head as he plunged into your pussy.

You don't stop thinking about it. Not when you wake up and start the coffee. Not on the drive to work. Not even when you watched porn to try to get it out of your head, you couldn't stop thinking about listening to him cum.

He sounded so angelic, voice-pitched, and so needy for you. Of all girls, he imagined you, wanted you! That had to be some sick and twisted sign of fate. On a late night of too much wine and faith in your plans, you order a brand-new coffee table fit with way too many screws and bolts. You'd give up before you even tried to assemble that thing.

Thankfully, you knew exactly who would.

Ushering the package inside was easy. You would not act like you got this and were waiting for him to ask if you needed help building it. No. You had to be the perfect victim. Your fingers tear the box open like a madman as you make a half-hearted attempt to construct the table yourself. The instructions went on for pages, your brows furrowing at "attach A1 to B1." Only then do you drag yourself up from your soft rug, apply a bit of gloss, and march next door to Alex's apartment.

Three soft knocks and an extra for good measure; Alex is curious as he tilts his head in welcome.

"Hey you," he starts, bulging arms crossing. "What's up?"

"Hey! So, I bought this new coffee table with really confusing instructions and…"

His eyebrows raise as he looks you over, a look in his eyes that you can't identify. You hope your gloss is enough to tempt him, but you use your arms to push your boobs up just a tad higher. "What do you think? Will you help me out? I promise to pay you back!"

"Oh, yeah? Why'd you need a new coffee table?"

"The other just—umm, broke. All over the place."

"All over the place," he hums thoughtfully, and his hand rubs at his jaw; you wonder if he's into choking. "I can take care of that for you, then."

"Great! Just come over when you're ready," you clap your hands together and smile widely.

"I'll just come with you now, if that's okay. Don't want to leave you without your precious coffee table."

Alex moves closer towards you, and you’re keenly aware of the height difference between you two. Not just height, but size difference. A light laugh filters from your lips and you nod your head towards next door.

"Even better," you croon and take the lead back to your apartment. "So, what were you up to?"

"Nothing, really," Alex replies casually with his hands in his pockets. "This actually gives me something to do, which is awesome! So thank you…"

The way he says your name is intoxicating. You want it whispered down the column of your throat as pink lips catch on your exposed jugular. You'd never been the one to chase, but hearing your name fall from those pretty lips was more than enough bait. Thankfully, Alex had no idea crossing the threshold of your front door would lead to him getting stuck right in your spider's web.

He fits right into your quaint apartment. You and Alex engaged in small talk, but it was nothing serious. He sits at your counter, and you pour him some water like this is something you do every day. It feels like you've been waiting for him to occupy your space. You'd already let him occupy your mind.

You lead him over to the wreck of a table with a hand.  He doesn’t address it, letting your palm slip into his and leech off the warmth. "You think you can handle it? It had me so fucking confused."

Alex chuckles and nods, glancing at you and still not letting go of your hand.

"This doesn't look too bad! I'm not an expert, but it should get done in an hour or two."

"Oh, really? Well, then, perfect! I guess we can start," you chirp and sit on the couch. "I'll be the tool handler."

Alex squeezes your hand before releasing, sitting before you on your soft patterned rug. He shakes his head and smirks at you from over his shoulder. "Alright. Let's get this done!"

He's quick and efficient as he pieces your coffee table together. At first, you're unsure of what to do as Alex silently begins to work. You blanch at your poor hosting skills, whisking yourself off to collect treats and talk him through his work. Snacks and lemonade are brought, and you can chat happily. 

"So, how do you like the complex?"

Alex takes a cookie and nibbles on it. 

"Good! People are nice, but I still don't understand trash day."

You laugh and nod in agreement, your eyes observing as Alex's biceps flex to combine two pieces of wood. God, he was driving you wild with every little movement and look.

"No one understands trash day, believe me. I'm glad you're enjoying it!"

"Yeah, I've met some really nice people."

The two of you hold eye contact for a beat. It's enough to leave your heart sputtering as you force yourself to look away. His gaze was dark, intense, and sexy. You couldn't face that alone. With a little more time, Alex dusted his hands off and planted them on his hips. He steps back and you’re taking in the wonderfully strong coffee table that sat in the middle of your living room.

"What do you think?"

"It looks amazing! I could sit on it, and it wouldn't break."

"Okay, but don't," Alex teases and sets the screwdriver beside him. "It's good? You like it?"

You turn with the happiest grin on your face as you nod. "I love it! Really, thank you so much."

He shrugs and exclaims, "it wasn't that hard," but you were grateful for his presence anyway. You plop yourself next to him and tug your knees to your chest, "I really need to pay you back, somehow. That makes two things you've fixed for me."

You could pay him back right now with plush lips wrapped around his cock, letting him groan as he bucked up into your throat. It would be the picture-perfect way to settle this. You'd get down on your knees for him in an instant.

"Ehh, I mean," he shrugs humbly. "It's really not a big deal, but if you wanna pay me back, why don't you come to my place? We can just hang out or whatever."

'Or whatever.' You want to be shocked, but your chemistry was way too electric to pass up. Your face instantly breaks out in a grin, and you're nodding–not too fiercely–to his request, "I'm down for that! When were you thinking?"

Alex hums momentarily to seemingly rack his brain for a possible opening. Then, his soft eyes land on you as he offers up the following Wednesday at around five. You readily agree, and the two of you are sitting and looking in a trance that neither of you wants to break.

"Well," he's first to break contact, head turning away as he stands and dusts off his knees, "I should probably get going."

"Oh, right! Let me walk you out."

Is it just you, or are the two of you walking slow on purpose? You open the door for him and leer from behind at his broad shoulders and fit form. Alex turns back and grins, lips quirking and eyes crinkling. "See you on Wednesday!"

"I'll see you! Bye," and the door is closed and locked with a 'click.'

You can't help the squeal that escapes you as you rush to the living room to admire Alex's handiwork. Fingers brush against the smooth edges, the glass and wood hitting in contrasting materials. He really built this for you. You could hardly believe it, and now you had a date in a few days. Only a few!

Most of your time is spent wondering what you'll wear, which lingerie, and whether you should prepare a gift; the list is never-ending. You decide just an hour before five: a lovely, simple dress with lacy lingerie. Then, you'd topped it off with a silky red wine. It was the perfect presentation of you, and you were ready as you knocked on his door.

Alex is adorned in a black button-up that leaves your eyes greedily sucking up every visible inch of skin. Your eyes snap to his deep brown ones, and you greet him with a shy smile. He certainly looked good. Alex grins and opens the door wider, his eyes roaming over your figure as he whistles. "Wine? Wow, you went all out! I actually got some tequila for us, as well, so…"

"Prepare to get drunk?"

"Maybe a little," he admits casually while locking the door behind him.

His apartment is clean, just as you had figured. With grand counters and charming floors, you noticed that the living room was perfectly set with flickering vanilla candles. You set the wine on the counter and round it to peer at the meat cooking on the stove.

"I wasn't sure what you liked, so I made some homemade tacos. Is that okay?"

You quickly nod and clap your hands together, an excited squeal escaping you. "Yeah! That's totally fine, I love a good dinner."

It's fun, it's sweet, it's full of alcohol and perfectly cooked carne asada. It was thoughtful and one of the best dates you had ever been on. Alex and you sit side by side, munching on overstuffed tacos and drinking expensive wine. It's only when the plates are finished that the two of you are really able to bask in each other's presence.

You're tipsy off a glass of red, and Alex looks so inviting as he sits confidently next to you, one leg crossed over the other with his hand spread out on the back of the couch. "So… are you tipsy?"

Alex laughs in a sweet, melodic tone.

"Oh, absolutely," and then his eyes rake over your form before he's swallowing and uttering. "You look really beautiful tonight."

"Thank you."

Neither of you is aware of the magnetic pull; you both only know that you're getting closer by the second. Alex boldly places his hand gently on your knee, and you know you're done for when your lips meet in a saucy kiss. You're instantly moaning, a soft exhalation escaping you as you press forward to deepen the kiss; Alex's hand slides further up to your thigh, and you scoot closer in the dim candlelight for more.

It starts slow, a gentle kiss between two souls eager for connection, and then it grows. His fingers dig into the meat of your thigh as your tongue swipes against his lips. A soft groan escapes him as he massages your plush skin. Alex is first to pull away, freckled cheeks flushed and warm as he gazes at you with fondness.

"I've been wanting to do that for who knows how long," he whispers, and your heart hammers in your chest.

"Me too," you reply and glance at his inviting lap.

He catches your gaze, and the pull of his hand leaves you breathless as he practically manhandles you into his lap. You fit perfectly against him, body molding to his as you dive back down for more kisses and more touches.

Alex shifts and pulls under you, a wave crashing against you as his greedy hands grip your hips to slot them against his amid your make-out session. Then, you're yelping as his large hands curl around the meat of your thighs to lift you effortlessly against his chest and haul you upwards toward his room.

"God, you're strong! You must work out a ton," your compliment flies loosely from your lips, slack with wine and desire.

"Thank you, I do. Wanna see what else I can do?"

You laugh into the junction of his neck and shoulder, face flustered and shy as he takes you further into his apartment towards his room. Your eyes take in the white walls, the way he smells like warm, spicy cinnamon. He’s intoxicating and your lips drag against the column of his throat to lave over a mole near his jaw.

He's simple as he lays you back, simple in how he crawls over top of you to kiss and grind you into his full-bodied mattress. His tongue licks into your mouth, and you're caught on how the two of you are still tangled in shirts made of cotton. The clothing can't come off fast enough, and Alex's fingers card up your rib cage, leaving light scratches and soft huffs of air escaping past your swollen lips.

Your arms wind around his back and pull him closer, fingers dipping into the caramel skin as you roll around till you sit prettily on top of him. He's so hard against your thigh, grinding up against your hot pussy from beneath you.

"Fuck, you feel so good on top of me," Alex whisks off his shirt, and his hands fumble with your bra before revealing the swell of your perky tits. "And you look good, too, mmf."

He groans into your neck, sitting up to catch your rolling hips and arching back within his arms. Your tits press against his bare chest as you both sway in a tumble of heat. You kiss up his jaw as you grind down against his dick, rumbles coming past both your lips before reconnecting in a searing kiss. Alex's hands scramble to his belt buckle, and you aid him in undoing the sharp leather; your hands work together to free him from his jeans and let his cock stir exposed in the cool air.

"I fuckin' need you, need you inside me."

“Yeah? Ah, fuckfuck, lemme get a condom…”

"I'm on the pill," you whisper hotly into his ear before nipping at the dangling lobe.

Alex shudders and nods meekly, dashing forward to kiss you and pull you further against his hips. His cock leaves a smear of pre on your inner thigh, and you're gasping at the blunt head slipping and bumping right against your sticky clit. You both pant and rock just like that, your lips wrapped around his dick as you ground yourself up, up, up and down, down, down his length. The man before you whines into your neck, sloppy and needy, as his tongue and teeth battle to mark your smooth skin.

"Don't tease me, fuckin' please? God, I need to fuck you. I need to feel your pussy, baby, please?"

His begging drives you wild, and your hand wraps around his glistening base to angle and slip the mushroom head past your tight hole. A fierce cry escapes you at the stretch, your body slowly sinking down till you're full to the hilt, and Alex is carving a path in your insides.

You're a mess in his lap as you shift and grind against his hips, his thick cock arching deep inside you and rubbing that spongy spot that leaves you seeing stars. Alex mouths at your neck and plants a sloppy kiss on your pulse point. His voice is haggard and breathless. "God, you feel like fucking heaven around me, oohfuck."

"Yeah? Ohmy–god. You're so deep inside, ah, ah!"

Your pussy flutters and gushes around Alex as you hump him eagerly. The two of you are sweaty, hot messes as you bounce tirelessly in his lap, and Alex motorboats your chest with satisfied groans. Your clit presses stickily against the hair at his base, the puffy nub oversensitive and twitching as your hips tilt to fill you up once more. A keening whine escapes you, and your hands tangle into Alex's dark locks.

"Ah fuck, god, you always fuck your neighbors like this? Ride them like the pretty girl you are?"

His words leave your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you slam down onto him harder and faster till you're a shaking bunny that’s writhing, bouncing in his lap. "N-No! Only you, ohgod, only you can fuck me like this."

Alex's feet planted on the ground, and his hips piston up into you with a sharp thrust. A fierce warble escapes past your lips as you cling to his muscled shoulders; Alex fucks up into you and jerks you up with every punch of his hips against your creamy hole. "That's right, baby. Just–fuck–just take it. Yeah, yeah, just take me!"

Everything feels like it's spinning, and you hardly have the wherewithal to bury your face in Alex's neck as you moan and moan. As you clap down against him, a tight ball of heat coils in your tummy; your hand ducks down to rub pathetic circles against your puffy clit as Alex bounces you again and again.

"Oh, oh! Alex–holyshit, 'm gonna cum!!"

"Cum on my dick, princesa. Fuck, let me feel you milk me dry, ah–fuckfuckfuck!"

His balls pulse with need, and soon you're cumming all over his thick cock. Your hips struggle against his grip as you're entirely fucked out. Your orgasm takes over completely, and you're hardly coherent when Alex plants his feet and slides in balls deep inside you to fill you up with his load. It's hot white spurts that spill out of your sloppy hole, and you're clinging to Alex fiercely as you struggle to roll your eyes back to the center and calm your erratic breathing.

Alex holds you firmly, and a soft whimper echoes as his softening cock slips out of you. You've made such a mess of his bed, of dark gray and black sheets now stained with your arousal, you'd solidly marked him and his room. He pulls you closer by your waist and gently kisses the smooth curve of your shoulder and arm. "That was fucking amazing; you did so good for me."

The blush on your cheeks is inescapable. "Thank you, that was really nice. You felt good."

Your hand rubs his peck, and Alex smiles warmly at you, his hand stroking the small of your back as the two of you gaze at each other in fondness. Then, a magnetic pull draws you together into a searing kiss. You both snuggle further into the sheets, lost in the realm of kisses and touches.

Neither of you talk about how you’ve definitely crossed the line from neighbor to lover, but Alex pulls you close in the morning sunlight to kiss at the curve of your shoulder. “Good morning.”

His voice is deep and scratchy, you can’t help but press your ass against his morning wood with a smirk. “Good morning to you, too.”

“You tease,” and Alex is tackling you to the bed and burying you in a flurry of kisses and soft moans. You taste so good, he can’t get enough of you. He has to devour you whole, after all, he’s been waiting for you.

[stonermujer]

What about Quackity teaching you how to drive?

Its night time, maybe midnight, and youre on his lap, while he explains you what to do (and tries to ignore how hard he's getting)

YES

His hands would be on top of yours and you guys would be in a completely empty parking lot.

He most definitely tucked himself into his belt because he knew he’d get hard from the feeling of your ass on his dick.

Not to mention it was dark and no one would see you too. He’d rest his chin on your shoulder whispering in your ear.

“Amor I need you.”

His hands would squeeze your hips and he’d lead you to the back seats. You lied on your back, legs wrapping around his waist as he pumped into you, car shaking.

The small confines of the car made everything hotter, steamy even, as his chest pressed flushed to yours. He’d lean down into your ear so you could hear his pleased moans.

[toxic3mmy]

getting a tummy buldge with alex...

here u go my luv, a short drabble🤓

he would be making messy, sweet love to you

buried so deep inside of you

“open your eyes for me”

your eyes were squeezed shut from so much pleasure filling your body

they fluttered open to see your boyfriend dripping with sweat, making his toned torso glisten

“i want you to watch me put it in”

you leaned up onto your elbows a bit to see his angry pink dick rubbing at your entrance

he slowly moves, slipping his cock into you at an achingly slow pace

“you’re so small..” he groaned and placed his large hand on your lower belly

“oh my god” you said just above a whisper as he moved his hand away

you watched as he thrusted in and out of you, a flushed color of pink made its way to your face as you noticed the bulge of his large thick cock was quite noticeable

“look at that… princesa, i fill you up so well, don’t i?”

all you could do was nod as the two of you were staring down at your tummy bulge

“i can feel every… single… t-throb” you whined as he pulled you to the edge of the bed

he groaned in rhythm to every deep thrust

he held your hips with both hands, fucking you on his dick

“gonna fill you up completely.. make this tummy bulge permanent, hmm? would you like that hermosa?”

“p-please lexie”

he didn’t wait any longer as he sped his movements, chasing both of your highs

and he did in fact fill you up with all his cum that your cute tummy bulge remained

[httpseungmxn]

Plushies

Quackity X Streamer!Female Reader

🍬 - fluffy

Authors Note: Hi there Angels, welcome back to another Quackity fic! I had some very sudden inspiration to write this fic and hardly any plans for it aside for that it continues off from the last one, so I’m just going for it! Hopefully it isn’t too bad and you guys can enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! <3

Warnings: slight bit of cussing because its Q and he is brushing off onto reader:p, reader is called “hermosa” again!

Triggers: None as far as I am aware!

Since your birthday stream last month, your streams have been constant and exciting. You figured when the birthday stream ended, everyone would unfollow and disappear, but they didn’t. People actually enjoyed the content you did, and thought the streams were fun to watch. It was the same way with Alex. You assumed he would just unfriend and move on with his life, but instead he was constantly inviting you to calls to stream with him.

You two were now known as the chaotic duo on twitch. You both were constantly causing chaos everywhere. Streams, calls, games, etc. How were you causing chaos? In minecraft, tnt and mobs were constantly being dropped by the both of you. It was just little things that erupted into big messy things.

Speak of the devil. Interrupting yet another one of your streams was Q who had a very specific ringtone that the fans knew. Declining the call to focus on the timed obby your doing, just to get another call from the boy.  

“ Yes chat, that’s Q calling. This is like the fourth time since I started streaming. “

The chat was blowing up making comments about Alex being clingy and shipping the two of you together.

Finally deciding to answer the call when he called one las time.

“ Alex Quackity, if you cause me to lose this record, I will be coming for you next in the minecraft event. “

“ Its so rude to ignore me, ___, I’m your bestfriend! “

Letting out a snort at the slight whine in his words, knowing it was just a teasing thing. You focused back on your task while waiting for the man to speak up about what he called you for. He never did though. Instead he stayed eerily silent which was definitely not like him at all.

Letting out a yelp when he suddenly let out a scream.

“ alex, what the hell! “. Not getting a response but instead a notification that he had begun streaming as well to which you pulled it up on your phone. As soon as you caught sight of him, you busted out into laughter. 

There he sat in his chair with a box in his right hand, staring at the camera with a deadpan, covered in little stuffed cats and bunnies. The look on his face would surely be later turned into a meme by one of his fans.

“ ___, care to explain ? “ , waiting for your giggles to calm down. Looking down at the toys covering his lap, before looking back up to the camera.

“ happy birthday? “ ,was all you could muster before you were laughing again.

“ my birthday isn’t till December! What am I gonna do with all of these! “, regretting the question as soon as he said it, because of what chat began saying next.

“ no chat! I am not using it as a personal body pillow! Don’t bring ___ into this! Shes in big trouble, chat! “.

Your laughing suddenly came to a stop at his words. Glad the chat can’t see you because you know they’d all be freaking out over how red your cheeks were. Letting out a soft cough and focusing back on the obby until you made it to the end. “ we did it chat! “.

“ ___, chat is wondering when you’ll do a face reveal “,

“ I’ll do a face reveal when you do a hair reveal “,  “ so never? “. Letting out a soft laugh and shaking your head. 

“ No, I’ll do one. I want to, just hadn’t really put two thoughts in it to be honest. I have a facecam attached to my computer. “, the dramatic gasp Alex let out had you giggling again. 

“ you’ve been denying us from seeing your face, hermosa? Are you crazy? Let us see you! “, his nickname had you red all over again. 

“ you guys really want to see? “, you knew you really didn’t have to ask that question because you already knew the answer both from chat and Alex, you just wanted to see the reactions. Feeling satisfied when both chats blew up, and Alex began to frantically nod his head.

“ well, okay, here we go. “, feeling nervous as you turned on the Facecam and looked to it, waving shyly at it as a greeting to them. Rubbing your hands gently on your thighs as you looked to the chat to read over reactions. Smiling brightly at all the compliments you were getting. You looked to alex’s stream to see his reaction and held yourself back from blushing when you noticed him just staring at you.

“ Earth to Alex, are you there? “

“ ____, why did you deny all of us this sight? You are absolutely stunning, hermosa!  “, that brought out the blush. Thus forth causing chat to go wild over the interaction between you two. “ thank you, weirdo, now do you want to play a game with me? “.

“ yes! Lets play baddies “.

Somehow you knew that he was going to want to play that, but truthfully you didn’t mind. You would play anything right now if it turned the conversation to something else. You didn’t think you’d be able to live if Alex tried to have a whole conversation with chat over how pretty you were. 

The both of you streamed together for about another hour and played together on facetime for another four hours. More than half of the time spent with him making comments denying him the sight and the other percentage was spent kicking his ass in Baddies. He didn’t seem to mind much and took the time to admire your beauty while you beat his avatar to his demise.

When you both were tired of gaming it was late. You both were exhausted but wanted to talk a while more. You didn’t mind staying on facetime so late, Alex made you feel comfortable. Comfortable enough to listen to his voice talking to you about streaming as you fell asleep. The facetime staying on the whole night with both of you sleeping peacefully.

This was the day you learned your feelings for Alex.

Authors ending note; Soo how was that? This one was definitely more lengthy than the last one and I didn’t really know how to format the talking so I just kind of made it work! Hopefully you guys enjoyed this one because it was really fun to write! Also this gif is going to be at the end of every q fic because its like hes cheering at me for finishing! Please let me know if you want more Quackity fics and send me in some asks! Until next time, My Angels 🫶