#alex quackity x 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.

[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.

[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 🫶

[alexsfavgirl]

CHAT, I AM NOT A SIMP !

➪ pairing : quackity x reader

➪ sypnosis : in which alex starts getting mushy when he talks about you on his stream

➪ other notes : ahhh first post on this acc, we’ll see how this goes, it might take a while for me to get a gist on writing irl fics, non edited

you were watching your boyfriend’s stream, surprisingly this was a chill stream where he was just chatting with his viewers. you often put on his streams for background noise when you’re doing your college work, except this time something caught your attention. “look at the house we made chat,” you hear your boyfriend say, proudly showing off the house you and him made in your own minecraft world. “chat they are real!” the contrast from the previous moments before is evident, quackity getting jokingly offensive when his audience still refuses to believe you exist despite you having showed up on stream times before.

you quietly giggle to yourself as you see alex scramble to prove you’re his significant other. he then pulls up old pictures of you and him on his pc, both of you hugging each other and smiling widely. you can see alex trying to hold back his smile but failing miserably as he reminisces on old memories. “i know this sounds corny but i can’t imagine any other life without them, they just understand me,” he says, a wide smile and light blush sitting on his face, as he speaks so fondly of you. that quickly changes when his chat starts spamming “simp” mixed with “awe’s”. “chat i am not a simp! and even if i was they’re my partner so it basically cancels out !”

this goes on for a while before it cools off as he continues to tour your world. a few hours pass before he ends the stream before calling you to ask if he could come over to your apartment. obviously accepting, you finish up your work before starting to make a simple dinner for the both of you. when alex finally arrives to your apartment, his persona shifts from chaotic idiot to soft lover. it’s not often that he shows himself this way to his fans, but with you, he can feel himself relax. once both of you eat dinner, you both settle down for a movie.

you lay on top of him with him massaging your scalp and rubbing your back. you chuckle to yourself remembering this was the same man claiming he wasn’t all smitten over you. “what are you laughing at,” your boyfriend turns to you with a toothy grin. “it’s okay to admit you’re a simp for me,” you say leaning up to give him a peck on the lips. “hey you’re bullying me like chat did,” he exclaims with giggles following at the end. “well it isn’t bullying if they’re telling the truth,” you say and he dramatically gasps in offense. “my own lover turning against me,” he says with a pout on his face. the night continues on with the occasional teasing and the continuous love. it’s these moments you wish could last forever.

[fairytsuk1]

i NEED to hug alex so bad i know that boy gives life changing cuddles

cuddling with alex ...

[morning]

it's way too early for your alarm, something you muse after a song blares right into your sanctuary of warmth and alex and soft sheets. you can barely see the snooze button, but you slam your thumb down and shut your eyes to eagerly try to savor the last few minutes of slumber. alex shifts, and you feel a bit of guilt in your chest as you know it definitely disturbed him, too.

"so early," he barely can breathe out, eyes still shut as he battles for consciousness, "too early."

"i forgot to turn it off, 'm sorry," you whisper to fluttering eyelashes.

he doesn't reply and at first you wonder how it's possible to look so cute in one's sleep. he catches you. an eye opens and then closes before he pulls you even closer to him.

your hearts are touching. chest to chest. can he hear yours beating? as though your bodies were meant for each other, little air pockets and gaps flit out of existence until you are both molded against each other. if your skin could fuse, you're sure it'd be this beautiful mix of brown, and it'd smell like vanilla with a hint of spice.

the two of you are one.

"stop thinking and sleep, already."

"don't tell me what to do," you chide.

he doesn't have the energy to do it now, oh, but he'll chide you. he makes this fact known with a squeeze to your ass that makes you giggle. the squeeze turns to soft strokes, to barely there touches, to soft snores, and then peaceful nothingness.

[afternoon]

it's after his stream that alex seeks you out like a moth to a flame. he peeks his head into every room before finding you lounging in the front room. you're too occupied with your phone to notice his feline mannerisms emerging as he prepares to pounce.

"oof, i didn't see you coming!"

"i know, i'm sneaky like that. what are you up to, what's going on?"

alex eagerly worms his way into your space. he's absolutely unashamed to wrap his arms around your waist and take a deep inhale of your sweet, sweet perfume. you respond between peppered kisses before probing about his own stream.

he's a bit muted. closed up. he doesn't want to talk about it, he'd rather sigh into your skin and squeeze you tighter, "quiero relajarte con ti."

"bueno, lo que quieras," you sink a bit further into the couch.

you show him memes on your phone and funny tweets, and alex makes funny voices and kisses your beauty marks. it's light. with every breath you take, you're on cloud fucking nine.

[post-coital]

it's rare you get to have him like this. so many emotions, feelings, and stressors run through his caramel skin and into his veins. he can be so quiet. pensive.

other times, like this, he's all mush in your arms. he lets his hair sit sweaty against his forehead; his skin glistens and stretches as he pulls out of you. your bodies had connected in a rhythm that was rich and succulent.

alex loved having you pliant under his fingers, moans making your ribs heave from pleasure as his hips met yours over, and over, and over.

"felt so good, 'lex," you curl further into him, pulling him closer as if he'll leave. "feeling so sleepy. so... satisfied."

he doesn't respond at first. alex only looks at your form, utterly vulnerable and laid bare for him. it could take eons, and he could never get enough of you.

both of you caress each other, knowing with any wrong movement, the heartache would be so intense you'd have no other option but to crumble from it.

thankfully for both of you, there was a love embedded in every stroke of skin, every kiss, and every cuddle.

[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

[ieatedyourcrayons]

can you write something about how quackity would show his affection to you/love langueage

I got you!! thank you for the request.

No warnings

Quackity’s love language

-For one, I think his biggest love languages are physical touch and quality time.

-He loves spending time with you one on one, add cuddling to that? He’s satisfied lol.

-He loves playing games with you, board games, video games, or even building puzzles.

-You and him definitely have a collection of puzzles you guys have built together and a bigger collection of ones not build yet ..

-He would also enjoy cooking and baking with you. not only can he spend time with you, but he gets food out of it.

- He needs to always have a hand on you somehow, Wether it’s full hand holding or he has his hand on your lower back.

-He gets anxious sometimes and being able to know you’re there eases his mind.

-It also shows others that you’re his, and to not bother trying anything.

-He can’t sleep without cuddling you. After like an hour of him being asleep though he ends up on the other side of the bed with the covers halfway on the floor..

-Movie nights with cuddles is his ideal at home date.

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it’s a short one, might add more !

[kayschariot]

sex on the couch please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

yes🙏🙏

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“I can’t stop imagining you like that now..”

(smut..duh)

“Do you wanna watch a movie.” Alex asked you and you’d nod. you two would get set up and be sitting there with a blanket cuddling.

It would all be fine if the sex scene in the movie didn’t turn Alex on, he couldn’t stop thinking about you being in those positions and he looked at you. “oh my god..” He’d glance at you occasionally but the lingering thought of you naked made him crazy, crazy enough he got an erection but thank god the useless ass blanket was there right..RIGHT!?

no you noticed and looked straight at him, to be honest you didn’t know if it was the sex scene, you kind of hated him staring at other women like that but you get it.

“I can’t stop imagining you like that now..” He covered his face and groaned. You’d understand now and giggle. you’d continue watching but slip your hand under his sweat pant through his boxers and rub his bulge. “Holy fuc-Ah~” He’d lean his head back looking at you desperately.

he’d slip your hand out and grab both of your hands pinning you back to the couch and kissing you aggressively. You couldn’t help but whimper under him.

he put his knee between your legs putting a bit of pressure on your pussy making shivers run down your spine.

you had butterflies from this and felt all tingly inside. He broke the kiss slipping his shirt off and throwing it.

“Goddamn I hate when you do teasing shit,” He’d start taking of your clothes successfully and finally got to your bra and panties,

He’d unclasp it from the back with one hand and slip it off and smile when he sees your boobs. He’d tweak a nipple getting a reaction out of you cause you were moaning as he did so. He’d kiss down your neck massaging your nipple until he sucked on one.

You leaned your head back feeling some type of heat, or need that you needed satisfied, by him..only him.

he released his mouth with a almost silent ‘pop’ sound.

He’d look at the wet mark on your panties as he leaned up and smirked and slipped those off. he’d take his boxers off and get back on top of you positioning himself. He’d kiss the top of your head and stick his cock in slowly.

“A-Alex-..!” you’d feel pain almost immediately. “It’s Alright..it’ll feel good give it a second..” He said kissing you before getting fully inside you. “Damn you’re tight..” He said as he started to thrust slowly.

You started to whimper and moan and it made him so turned on. Alex started thrusting into you faster grabbing your hips and pulling them into him.

Your moans started getting louder..and you were grasping onto him trying to get a word out or say his name to try and slow him down but you couldn’t you just shut your eyes and leaned your head back.

“Look at me..” he’d grunt out grabbing your neck. You can’t tell if you were feeling fear or heat but you think it was both with how dominant he was being with you. “good girl.” He’d say once you to made eye contact and smirk seeing the reactions your pretty face made.

“You like it..Hmm?” He said as you got closer, You’d nod eagerly and he’d pull out. “Beg for it.” He’d say and reposition his hand to hold your face.

“A-Alex-..”

“No beg for it..” He’d say

“Please..i’m so close..” You’d say and he’d shake his head “more.” He’d demand and you’d be so pissed off clearly. “Alex..baby..please..please i wanna cum so bad pleaseee..” You’d say desperately, and start playing with your clit.

He’d smirk, “Damn..” He said not really letting it sink in that you’d practically let the boy do anything to you by now. He slid his cock in again, thrusting a couple more times and letting you finish, and when you did it was music to his fucking ears. He’d pull out, “Where do you want it?” He’d ask.

you shrugged so he came on your stomach. “You did so good, i love you” He’d kiss your head and get you two cleaned up. You guys would finish the movie cuddling on the couch and he told you how much he loved you.

[catch1ngmoths]

PICTURES YOU’D TAKE OF ALEX IF HE WAS YOUR BOYFRIEND ^_^

Sorry for this lazy ass post axaxaxa (this is some compensation for me not posting for a hot minute - I’M NEGLECTING YALL IM SORRY!!)

[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😓😓

[d0g-water]

Quackity after a long stream fluff! ♥️

alexis just did a six hour stream, completely past his limit for 'socializing'

you know his social battery has always been low, and acting extroverted just makes it worse. he yells, laughs, and jokes but it's all forced. it drains him more than anything.

he looks burned out, entering his bed with you sitting against the wall, laying face flat into the pillows.

"are you okay, baby?" you ask.

you receive a groan for an answer.

poor guy.

"come here." your arms open up for him, as alex quickly leaps into them, holding him tightly.

he loves you so much, he's so grateful for you. he doesn't know what he'd do without you.

you're the best significant other in the world.

you can feel his face snuggle into your chest, relaxing.

"you're so cute, alexis." your hands run down his spine, then back up, rubbing it gently. you can feel the muscle on his back.

his sigh into your body sounded like he needed this, his eyes close, and he finally says something-- "i love you more than anything."

how cute.

this relationship has truly made you feel nothing but happiness. alexis treats you so well. he makes sure his public image never gets in the way between you two, even if the crazy , delusional, and parasocial side of his community finds out... you're never leaving his life.

"i love you so much, lexie." you reply, twirling his hair around your fingers, "you did so good out there, you know? i'm always so proud of you."

he hears this a lot, but when it's from you, it's so much better.

"thank you." he shyly mumbles out.

maybe you should leave him alone before he explodes...

[quackitysgirl]

CHRISTMAS SMUT QUACKITY X READER

christmas gift

CONTENT WARNING : smut, unprotected, nicknames, praise.

A/N : GUYS PLEASE I DID IT 😭 YOU CAN STOP BEGGING

currently, you were lied onto the bed you two shared, wearing a lace set that alex had gotten you for christmas.

it was meant to be a wholesome christmas with alex, how did you get here? you ponder as alex starts making hickies on your neck.

“..fuck mi amor, you look so good” he whispered in your ear as his hands started to wonder down your body, taking off your panties slowly. teasing you.

his hands slowly creeping up your inner thighs as he continued to make love bites and hickies on your neck. stopping as he reached your pussy. making you whine out.

“alex.. please..” you whine out as he smirked, rubbing your clit. “..fuck.. mh~” you moan softly into his ear as he smirked. tilting your head up.

“be good f’me hermosa.. beg.” he whispered as he slowed down his finger movements. you moaned before begging softly “..alex, p-please.. fuck me..”

alex smirked as he moved his fingers from your clit to your mouth, making you suck on his fingers. he slowly entered you, making you moan. “..fuck, mi amor.. your so tight..” he groaned.

you whimpered out slowly as he stayed still, letting you adjust. “t-too big..” you whined as he smirked down at you. “..i know hermosa, but you can take it.” he whispered as he starts thrusting into you.

his movements fast and rough, making you moan out. “fuck—! fuck! its t-too much!!” you moan as your fingernails dig into his back, making him groan. “b-baby..”

he groaned into your ear as his pace continued faster and faster. “mh—!! c-close!!” you moan out after minutes. you squirt out as he smirked. “don’t cum yet.. wanna cum together hermosa..” he said in between groans.

his thrusts becoming sloppier as he brought his hand up to your neck, making you look up at him. “..where do you want it? inside? yeah? you want me to breed you?” he said, looking into your eyes which were rolling back to the back of your head.

“yesyes—!! j-just let me cum!!” you moan out as you finally let out your release. his cum filling you up to the brim as he pants softly. pulling out and seeing the mess he turned you into as cum drips down from your hole.

[ena-writes-stuff]

— a fine line.

˒ ⌕ you end up being enchanted by your boss' son in a law firm. between deadlines and tensions, an invitation changes everything.

— warnings: female reader, use of his real name

— words count: 1.0k

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It was honestly so glaringly obvious. The glances he shot your way whenever something absurd unfolded in that office were unmistakable, electric. Each time you caught his eye, your heart raced a little faster, a thrilling reminder that at that very moment, he was watching you too. There were those moments when he would casually approach your desk, a warm smile lighting up his face, asking if you needed anything. Each interaction sent a jolt through you — a silent, shared understanding that felt like a secret just between the two of you. It was so painfully obvious.

When you stepped into the law firm as an intern, you braced yourself to be utilized in every conceivable way by the busy lawyers. From sprinting to the courthouses on behalf of your boss to collect case updates, to battling tight deadlines that pushed you into sleepless nights, struggling to meet the absurd expectations placed upon you. And then there was the ritual of brewing coffee — an incessant demand from your boss for it to be fresh, as if the flavor of each sip held the key to his productivity. But what you truly hadn’t anticipated was the way your boss’ youngest son would occasionally drift into the office, like a restless spirit, occupying space with no clear purpose.

You knew his name. Alexis. It was a name that rolled off your tongue in your mind, prompting you to silently move your lips, as if whispering it was a secret act of intimacy. The tip of your tongue would rest behind your upper teeth as you formed the syllables, relishing the satisfying hiss of the "X," a small indulgence amidst the daily chaos of office life.

“Have you filed the appeal for the current case?” The question sliced through your reverie like a sharp knife, as if the devil himself had heard your thoughts and decided to materialize before you. There he stood, relaxed yet imposing, one arm casually resting on the desk. The air around you seemed to constrict, and the scent of his cologne, a rich, woody aroma, invaded your senses, unmistakably expensive. Expensive enough to rival a month’s wages from your underpaid internship. And there he was, enveloped in that fragrance on an ordinary Tuesday, as if he had nothing to lose.

For a fleeting moment, you hesitated, time stretching infinitely as your gaze wandered to the gold cross necklace he wore. It gleamed under the harsh office lights, visible only because the first button of his dress shirt was undone. The sight made him even more alluring, and you found your thoughts drifting to how that small detail could easily become a distraction in the midst of your mounting responsibilities.

Finally, you blinked, as if awakening from a dream, and reality rushed back in. “Was the deadline today?” your voice emerged, a bit louder than intended, betraying your sudden anxiety. Alexis nodded, his eyes locked onto yours, seemingly assessing not just your response, but the very essence of who you were.

A sigh escaped you, echoing in the stillness of the office, as your gaze fell to your palms, almost as if expecting an answer to materialize there. It felt like a crushing defeat to forget such vital details about a case — your work, not merely an internship. And that encompassed everything from brewing coffee to enduring overcrowded buses during rush hour to reach the courthouse, all without earning a single cent. The weight of failure settled in, a heavy burden pressing down on your shoulders.

“I can take care of it if you haven’t already,” he offered, rolling up his sleeves as he shifted his stance. Now, with his arms crossed, he kept his gaze firmly on you.

Your instinct was to deny him. How could he possibly offer help? A storm of doubts swirled in your mind: did he truly know how to draft that document? More importantly, you questioned whether he had any skills beyond being handsome, drifting around his father’s law firm, and flaunting expensive cologne. You hesitated, a tumultuous mix of pride and uncertainty swirling within you.

“You know I have a law degree, right?” he added, as if he could read your thoughts. Your mouth opened to respond, nearly affirming that, of course, you knew, it was such basic information, like the color of the sky. But your reaction drew a laugh from him, a light, infectious sound that filled the space between you. “No worries, I know I don’t look like someone who went to college.”

You couldn’t help it; laughter bubbled up, spontaneous and unguarded, and you instinctively covered your mouth, as if trying to hide your amusement and the enjoyment it brought.

“We can grab lunch together so you can tell me about the case,” he suggested almost immediately, biting his lower lip with a hint of nervousness. His eyes closed for a brief moment, as if mentally scolding himself for making such a sudden invitation. A soft blush crept onto his cheeks, and he ran a hand through his hair, fingers brushing through the strands in a distracted manner, as if trying to sort through his own thoughts.

The offer hung in the air, leaving you torn between surprise and intrigue. It was a chance not only to discuss work but to delve deeper into who he was — the person who always seemed so distant and unreachable. The way he proposed lunch, tinged with a touch of shyness, starkly contrasted the confident facade he usually projected in the office.

For a moment, the world around you faded, and you pondered the possibility of sharing a meal with him. The thought of sitting side by side, away from the cluttered desks piled high with papers and the pressure of work, felt incredibly enticing. You could finally glimpse what lay beneath his facade of beauty and charm, and perhaps he could provide a fresh perspective on the case that was consuming your thoughts.

“I would love to,” you replied, feeling a thrilling mix of excitement and nervousness flood through you.

[loveadri]

is it just me or quackity looks so like…. huggable or something??? like idk whats going on w me

ITS HARD TO EXPLAIN WITHOUT SOUNDING WEIRD 💀💀 ITS LIKE THE WAY HIS WAIST/BODY LOOKS???

also he looks so buff in that one stream 🙄

[whygalaxy]

Can i request that the reader and Quackity visit his or hers family/friends house and they try to have sex “quietly” but they end up hearing it

Stay quiet

♡⃕ Relationship} Quackity x Fem!Reader

♡⃕ Summary} "Cellbit invites Quackity to a project, he takes you along. You end up having to sleep at Cellbit's house and Quackity gets horny"

♡⃕  TW.} NSFW; Smut; Semi Public Sex; Slight Blood; Cum inside; Mild Somnophilia; Unprotected sex.

♡⃕ Notes} English is not my first language, there may be mistakes. I’m sorry for anything. )

You traveled to Brazil together with Alex. He was invited to participate in something Rafael (Cellbit) was planning to do, and you went as his companion.

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“Thank you so much for letting me stay at your house” Alex says when he arrives at Rafael’s house. He had let you spend time at his house, claiming it was his “fault” that you two had traveled to Brazil.

You had plans to stay in Brazil for two days, so Rafael had no problem leaving you two at his house.

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Currently you two were in the guest room of Rafael's house.

It was already one o'clock in the morning and the two of you were lying down, almost falling asleep. You were lying on your side, your back pressed against Alex's chest while his arms were wrapped around your hips.

You weren't fully asleep when you felt Alex start kissing your neck. “Alex… please… it’s one in the morning…” you moan sleepily.

“Sorry, mi mullida. But I can't resist when you wear my shirts…” He says, his hands moving under the shirt you were wearing, heading towards your breasts.

You helped Alex with Rafael's project, when you finished it was almost one in the morning. You decided to wear one of Alex's shirts as pajamas since it was much easier and you were so tired.

Alex continued sucking purple marks on your neck while squeezing your breasts. This woke you up, and you began rubbing against the bulge growing in his sweatpants.

“Fuck, mi amor, you really are a tease…” He groans. He stands up, pushing you to climb on top of you. He lifts your shirt enough to show your breasts, he bends down to suck one of your nipples while playing with the other.

You moan particularly loudly, making Alex put a hand over your mouth. "Be quiet. We're not alone…” He whispers, you forgot for a moment that you were at Rafael's house, and his room was close to the room you two were in.

Alex pulls down your wet panties, and then pulls down his sweatpants. He lets out a sigh of relief when his cock finally frees itself, precum oozing from the tip.

He spreads the precum around his cock to act as lubricant, he gets on top of you and positions himself in front of your tight entrance. He gives you a kiss to shut you up as soon as he enters you, you moan into the kiss.

Alex's thrusts were slow but deep, he was trying his best not to make the bed creak. You held his back tightly, scratching his gray tank top.

You tried your best to hold back your moans, biting your lips to the point where blood came out. Alex did the same, biting your neck to keep from letting out moans.

You can't help but moan loudly when you finally come, biting his shoulder to keep any moans from coming out. His thrusts were getting sloppy, and soon he stops brutally, thrust deep inside you.

He comes, biting your neck too hard to the point where blood comes out, to prevent moans from coming out. He pulls out of you, falling next to you.

You were both panting, he pulls his sweatpants back on, and gets up to grab your panties, helping you put them on.

He pulls you closer to him, hugging you with a stupid smile on his face. “Holy shit… that was… incredible…” he whispers in your ear, the idea of ​​being caught along with the adrenaline made it all so much more exciting.

“I agree… but now, let’s go to sleep…” You say, snuggling into his chest. He laughs, kissing your forehead as a good night.

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You two were together with Rafael and Lorena, having breakfast. You were calmly eating toast until she said, “you know you two could have gone to a Motel, right?” You and Alex choke on your food, did they hear you?!

You both look at them blushing and wide-eyed, while Lorena laughs and Rafael rolls his eyes.

♡⃕ (I'm not sure how to translate this. But motel is an exclusive accommodation for adults with a focus on sexual relations on a night in Brazil)

<3

[renranram]

black cat high schooler quackity and orange cat reader hcs!!

sfw!

a/n ; been busy with school im only feeding you guys once 2day

friends

• he'd try to act mysterious but then immediately melted when you started interacting with him

• would give you his lunch food if you dont have any

• rarely talks but is great at listening

• would make you paper crafts:3

• he'd always let you lean on his shoulder

• very gentle w/ you

• would always stare at u with affection, like huge heart eyes whenever you do something

• you talk he listens

• blunt towards u when needed but will always say sorry

crushing

• the amount of gifts he gives you went to 90%

• at first he thought he was just confused then realized he genuinely, like genuinely likes you

• would spoil you

• he would let you do anything to him, hugs, pokes, pinches, teasing, anything

• slowly opening himself up more to you, he'd actually add on the topic you two were talking about

• has a playlist dedicated 4 u

dating

• MAN LOVES PDA 😭😭

• hugs, kisses, holding hands, everyday, everywhere 24/7 baby

• possessive, possessive as hell

• ' baby, honey, amor '

• now a bit talkative, fully comfortable

• his gifts got more and more expensive

• would go broke just for u tbh

• he'd sing and play songs just for you

• he's afraid to do anything intimate with you because he treasures you too much

• would randomly say i love you