#also dont mind the lighting too much i kinda just threw some layers together and went with it

[off-the-heezys]

Tabrin Week Day 3: Karaoke Night

(tabrin week is ran by @b00pyb00p !!) decided to do a fun aggretsuko reference with this one! she just has a lot of pent up rage and Erin just sits there like um... pop off girlie!! she still loves her very much thought

bonus sketch bellow bc i like how it looked

[starlightkenobi]

*character* is hesitant to take relationship to next level (smut hehe) because they are significantly older than reader and feel as though they would take advantage but reader finally convinces *character*

I LOVE THIS !!!! i hope you dont mind that i did this with obi wan but this just sounds like such a situation he would get himself in hhhh 🥺 hes our little jedi baby, but im so excited to do this oh my gosh, i hope you enjoy !!!!

Patience // Obi Wan x Reader Smut

rating: explicit

warnings: age gap - but reader is 18+ and gives EXPLICIT consent, just to clarify - this is not underage !!!, also i kinda let my size kink run wild oops, dom Obi Wan, it gets a little rough at the end, light choking

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“Obi Wan, I am not a child anymore!” You huffed petulantly, like a child.

“Darling, I know. I just…I’m so much older-” 

“Obi Wan, I swear to the force, if you say that you are ‘so much older than me’ one more time I will kick your ass.” You mocked his posh accent while chastising him. He laughed at this, always admiring your spunk and attitude. “The age gap isn’t even that big anyway…” You mumbled. This was of course, a lie, as he was significantly older than you.

“Love, I understand that you think you want this now, but what if that changes? I wouldn’t want to be in a position where I could be taking advantage of you.” He gave a soft smile, stroking your cheek lovingly. You knew that he was only doing this because he loved you deeply. He just needed a little push to show that you really wanted this.

Your hands brushed up and down his robes lightly, feeling the expanse of his broad chest. “Love…what is it that you’re doing?” 

A small smirk appeared on your face. “Nothing…” Your hands quickly moved to your own clothes, letting the outer robe fall to the floor. Obi Wan shot you a warning gaze, as if pleading with you not to continue so that he could keep his composure. However, you just flashed a devilish look back at him. 

Slowly, you began to strip off your jedi robes, undoing each layer while dragging your hands up and down your body as to tease him. During this little show, Obi Wan started to let out deep, shaky breathes. You chuckled at this. “Am I making you uncomfortable, Master Kenobi?”

Another shaky breath escaped his lips, which were red from biting them. “N-no.” He stated firmly. He had composure, and he wasn’t going to budge on this matter, no matter how appealing you looked. Even as you removed your undershirt, letting him get a better view at your breasts, he vowed not to let his composure falter. He was a jedi for force sakes, having control was part of the job description.

“Oh really? Then I guess you wouldn’t mind if I did…this.” On the last word, you reached around to unclip your bra, letting it fall off your shoulders and to the ground. Obi Wan almost moaned when he saw your body. Almost.

“You sure you aren’t getting uncomfortable Master Kenobi?” You ran your hands up and down your breasts slowly, teasing your nipples and letting out soft moans for him.

“Uh huh.” The jedi had been rendered almost speechless.

“Then…what’s that?” You motioned to the bulge that was forming in his trousers. He quickly moved to cover it, but you took his large hand in your own and brought it to your breast. He sighed as he felt your soft skin under his even softer touch. His hands were calloused and rough, yet he was so gentle. Slowly, you raised yourself up to his ear and whispered to him.

“Stop denying yourself and just take what you want.”

Obi Wan threw all of his composure out of the window.

Both of you practically pounced on each other, all of the sexual tension that had been brewing for months was finally coming to a head. You two passionately collided, lips moving together in a synchronized dance. His lips felt warm and soft against yours, stirring a fire deep within your belly. Suddenly, Obi Wan pulled away and met your gaze while you two panted.

“Love, are you sure that you want this? Because once we take this step, I’m not sure that I’ll be able to hold back. Your breathing slowed, finally evening out as your eyes glazed over with what Obi Wan could only assume was pure lust. 

“Maybe I don’t want you to hold back.”

Obi Wan’s jaw dropped slightly. He felt his heart hammering in his chest when he realized that this was finally going to happen, and that you really, really wanted it. Knowing this, he forcefully brought his lips to yours again. It wasn’t enough pressure to cause you any pain, but it was just enough to make you whine into his mouth. Your hands quickly found Obi Wan’s shoulders and you grasped them tightly, wanting to have something to keep you standing when your legs felt incredibly shaky.

Breaking the kiss again, Obi Wan moved to quickly free himself of his jedi robes. He wasn’t slow or teasing like you had been. He moved with the ferocity of a man starved, and you being a meal in front of him. When his chest was finally exposed to you, you gasped. Seeing his broad shoulders and the small tufts of well groomed chest hair drove you absolutely wild. 

His eyes shot up to yours, almost growling when he said, “Get on the bed, darling.” Without hesitation, you quickly got on the bed on the other side of the room, with Obi Wan following closely behind you. You two collapsed on the bed together, limbs tangling and hips joining, muffled moans falling from both of your lips as you continued to kiss passionately. You lifted up your hips even more, trying desperately to get some much needed friction. But much to your dismay, Obi Wan’s hands quickly found your hips and pushed them down into the bed, preventing you from grinding into him. You whined as he pulled away from your lips.

“Patience, young one. I’ll give you what you need.” He leaned away from you, slowly pulling your underwear down and off your legs. “Maybe that’s what you need…a lesson in patience.” That was all you heard before he disappeared between your legs.

He lifted up one leg, planting soft kisses and little bites down your thigh. You gasped, feeling him mark your thigh, so close to where you wanted him the most. You moaned trying to lift your hips up to get friction again. He tutted, pulling his mouth away from you entirely. “Like I said, little one.” He grabbed your hips and pressed them down into the mattress again. This time, more firmly and while glaring down at you. “Patience.” All of a sudden, he brought one of his hands down to where you craved him, and stroked lightly along your slit. 

“F-fuck…” You moaned, as you were finally getting touched by his skilled hands. He splayed his other hand across your pelvis, covering it almost entirely. Seeing his large hand press down on you, preventing you from moving your hips toward him, it stirred something deep within your core. Fine. If he wasn’t going to let you take what you want, you would have to resort to begging him.

“Obi Wan…please. I w-want you to-”

“Little one…if I have to tell you one more time to be patient, I’m not so sure you’ll be too fond of the consequences.” He snarled, looking like a beast staring down at his prey. You would be lying if you said that it didn’t have you dripping. Suddenly, all of his touch stopped, and he released the pressure on your hips. You whined loudly, but didn’t protest in fear of his response.

“Love…before we continue, I want to make sure that this is okay.” You gave him a confused look. “I mean to say…me taking control. I just don’t want to get too rough with you.” You chuckled.

“Obi Wan, I want you to be rough with me.” His snarl was back, and with that, the pressure on your hips and the touch on your core.

“Good girl. Now let’s see if you can be patient for me.” You were. It was difficult, but you lay back through all of his teasing, only letting moans escape your lips at his light touches and kisses.

After what seemed like ages, he relented the torture. “Good. You’ve been so good for me. I think my little one deserves a reward for all your patience.” With absolutely no warning, he disappeared between your legs, devouring you. Loud moans escaped your lips as you writhed beneath his mouth, which was doing wonders for you. His tongue, expertly dipping beneath your folds and around your clit. If heaven existed, you’ve found it.

“Oh, gods Obi Wan!” His searing touch slid up your thighs as he continued to give you the pleasure you craved. His beard burned your thighs, but it felt so good.

“Aww…is my little one going to cum already?” He removed his mouth from you, but replaced it with two of his fingers, already pumping inside you. Even though you would soon learn that this would be nothing compared to his cock, you already felt so full. His fingers matched his large hands, and he had you writhing on them instantly. You looked up at him, as if asking permission.

“Yes, love. You can cum.” His mouth immediately went back to your clit, swirling around it with his tongue. You felt yourself squeezing down on his fingers, so close to finally having your release that you so desperately craved.

His fingers curled upwards, hitting that spot inside you that made your eyes roll back in your head. “Cum.” You swear you saw the galaxy behind your eyelids as the coil inside you finally snapped. He coached you through it, steadily pumping his fingers inside of you and sucking lightly on your clit until the last wave of your orgasm pulsed through you. You gasped as he removed his tongue and fingers from you, bringing them up to your mouth, which was still hanging open from the mind blowing pleasure you had just experienced.

“Do you want a taste, little one?” You nodded frantically, your mouth now eagerly awaiting his fingers. He slid them past your lips, letting you suck your juices from them before shoving them deeper down you throat. You gagged slightly, but you were determined to show off how deep you could take his fingers.

“Good girl.” He took his fingers out of your throat, a string of spit connecting them. You were panting and drooling, he had made you nothing but a mess underneath him. “Your mouth takes me so well, I’ll have to remember that for the future.” You sighed at his promise, imagining you choking on his cock. But right now, you knew that wasn’t going to happen. As much as he chastised you for being impatient, he was just as impatient as you were right now. He needed to be inside of you.

“Do you think you’re ready to take all of me?” You smiled at the notion, nodding your head. “Use your words, little one. I want to hear you say it.” You could have sworn he almost growled, but it was low in his throat and too hard for you to hear.

“I want to feel you, Obi Wan. Inside of me.” He chuckled, his voice lower than normal. His eyes appeared dark as he freed his erection from his underwear.

“Good girl.” He lifted up your hips, slowly pressing inside of you. You moaned, gripping the sheets as you felt him fill you up.

“Obi Wan, please-ah!” You let out a surprised moan as he lightly slapped your thigh.

“Do I need to reiterate that this is a lesson in patience? Little one, and here I thought you were learning.” You moaned as his length continued to slowly slide into your heat. Even as he tried to keep his cool, you could see him falter and let out shaky breaths and gasps.

“Gods...you feel so good.” Finally, he was all the way inside you. But to your dismay, he was only giving you slow, gentle thrusts.

“Obi...fuck, p-please fuck me. H-hard.” You tried to speak in between moans. He met your eyes, kissing your lips softly. 

“Love...are you sure?” He let out soft grunts as he slowly slid in and out of you.

“I want you, Obi. All of you.” The wild animal was back. Seeing you beneath him, practically begging him to fuck you hard, it clicked with something in him, and he completely snapped.

“Then I’ll give you what you want, little one.” Suddenly, he was fucking into you with ravenous speed. He craved you, he craved this, and lucky for him, you craved it too.

“Hnnng! O-Obi!” You moaned loudly, feeling him roughly fuck into you. He slid his hands up and down your chest, squeezing your breasts possessively. He was taking you apart and putting you back together with every thrust, making you fall completely apart for him.

“That’s my girl. So good for me.” He continued to pump in and out of you, gripping your hips so tightly that there would most likely be dark bruises there tomorrow. You were babbling, laid out completely bare beneath him. You wanted to touch him everywhere, but you settled for grabbing onto his biceps, your nails unintentionally digging into him.

Obi Wan’s grunts were turning into moans as he pounded inside of you. He was getting close, you could feel it. As were you. You just needed that final push to send you over the edge. His hands were now rubbing up your entire chest, sliding over your neck tentatively. You moaned wantonly when he accidentally applied a little bit of pressure to your neck. His eyes widened, and he stared at you in mild disbelief as he continued to thrust into you. As if to test his theory, he wrapped his hand around your neck and squeezed gently. You moaned even louder this time, your eyes glazing over and beginning to fill with tears from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Shhh, shhh. Darling, I’ve got you.” He quickly removed his hand from your throat to wipe the tears from your eyes. “I’m so c-close love.” He somehow fucked into you even harder, making you almost scream in pleasure.

“Cum for me, little one.” White hot pleasure soared through your veins and you felt it in every inch of your body as you arched your back. Your nails clawed into his chest, and your brain felt foggy, almost as if you were floating.

“That’s it, there you go.” Obi Wan chanted as he fucked you through your second orgasm. Tears began to fall down your cheeks as he feverishly fucked into you.

He pulled out, crawling his way up your chest and to your mouth, where you leaned up and eagerly took him. He moaned as you sucked the head of his cock, waiting for him to spill his release inside your mouth. He stroked himself fast, chasing the release he had been working towards.

He cursed, spilling into you. You felt his seed hit your tongue and smiled around his cock, swallowing every drop. With a shaky breath, Obi Wan practically collapsed next to you. You turned to him, a wide grin on your face.

“Well...you look pleased with yourself.” He chuckled, his smile matching your own. You brought your hand up to his cheek, stroking it lovingly. He took your hand in his and your lips collided.

“You mean more to me than every star in the sky.” You giggled, but you knew this was true. He was breaking the code, he was putting his job, his livelihood at risk, and it was all for you.

“And you mean more to me than the entire galaxy.”

[jujubieberbae]

HOW MUCH LONGER? Pt 4 - JASON MCCANN

Heart pounding, head throbbing and skin sheeted in a thin layer of sweat as I bounced up and down. He lay in the same state as me, only with less of a relaxed expression and more of a tensed one. Instantly, without having to think I knew it was because of my rank. Who I was.

Y/N fucking L/N. Americans most wanted female.

Continuing my thrusts in an upbeat pase, I almost screamed in rage once feeling his hands snake up my thighs to grip my waist. He knew well who was in charge. And I didn’t like getting being touched, not even while I was having sex.

Only he could touch me. No one compared to him.

And this guy was not him.

With a snarl on my lips, I allowed my head to roll down to face the boy underneath me, showing I was not happy with his choice of where to position his hands.

The boy instantly retreated his hands back down to the white sheets, where his fists curled around the fabric instead.

“Fuck, I’m close.” He growled, voice strained and raspy.

“Me too.” It came out almost as a whisper. My pase fastened at the feeling of my high approaching but I’ll admit, it did take a little longer then I hoped for it to finally approach and take a hold of me.

After a few more sloppy thrusts, I finally threw myself onto the bed beside me, the boy underneath me making no effort to move.

“That…was amazing.” He sighed breathlessly. My face twisted slightly at the words. Was it really that good? Definetly didn’t feel like it.

“Yeaahh-noo not really.” I dragged out. But the boy seemed Unphased by my words.

suddenly turning towards me, a hand snaking around my waist as he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck, an awkward feeling placed itself over my shoulders at the non existent attempt this boy was making at leaving.

I really didn’t think this guy was one to fuck and stay. I honestly thought that after a good fuck, he would leave. Which both he did none of.

My eyes wide in shock, body stiff as a rock, it was only a few seconds that had passed before I cleared my throat and shrugged his arm off my waist.

“Yeah I’m not one for one night stands. Think of this more as a booty call.” I explained, scooting my way off the bed.

“Wait, you want me to leave?” He asked in disbelief.

“Precisely!” I smiled.

After running around the room, picking up the few discarded clothing items which he had been wearing at the club we met in earlier, a look of shock hit his face as I aggressively threw his clothes over to him, showing no interest in the boy after a rather intimate 20 minutes.

He didn’t move. Staring at the clothing in his lap with a blank, almost saddened expression, but no sympathy was evident on mine. As I stood watching the boy which I had not learnt the name of, an agitated sigh escaped my lips at his attempt of leaving. Finally becoming fed up with his clinginess.

“Can you hurry up and get the fuck out?!” I spat.

The boys eyes shot up to mine in shock, quickly scurrying off the sheets to slide his alcohol stenched clothing back on.

With a roll of my eyes, I watched as he pathetically stumbled around the room in attempt to ready himself in a short amount of time before finally beginning to make his way towards my bedroom door.

A smile fell upon my face at the realization that he was finally leaving, and decided that it was probably best if I lead him out the house myself, instead of risking him walking into a confidential room and expose a stash of something illegal.

After throwing my silk, ankle length robe on, I crept out of the room in attempt to not wake anyone up at this hour of the night, it was a reliever to finally make it to the front door.

As I opened the barrier for the boy, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes when he turned back around to look my way just seconds before he was outside.

“I had really good time tonight.”

Here we go.

“Really?” I asked sarcastically in a unamused tone while looking doing on my nails.

“I mean, yeah. And I was wondering if you would maybe wanna do something else together?” He smiled.

My eyes wondered to the ceiling in bordom, not giving two shits about what this kid had to say.

“Yeah you see, I would do that but…you kinda sucked, and I’m not really looking for a relationship, especially with some minor from a shitty club.” I fired, eyeing the boy in disapproval.

His face fell, eyes showing defeat before I pushed him the extra few feet back and shut the door with a lock in his face.

“Well aren’t you a delight to speak too.” His voice was smug with a hint of morning rasp to his tone, emitting that he had either just woken up or had just been dosing off.

My body spun around to meet his figure standing lazily at the door frame with an arm resting against it. He looked amazingly sexy standing by the entrance with nothing but the dim hallway light to illuminate his body. But in between the dark shadows and small amount of light, you could just make out his detailed tattoos inked onto his godly body.

Which may I say was almost completely bare.

A pair of grey sweatpants hung low on his hips, exposing not only his signature Calvin Kleins, but also a well defined v-line which sadly dissapeared into the waistband of his clothes.

“What are you doing awake?” I questioned.

“I’m a criminal Y/N. I practically sleep with one eye open, I can wake up to the sound of a pin dropping, and in case you haven’t realized, your a lot louder then a pin.” He sighed, running a hand through his bed head.

“Jealous?” I smirked to which he scowled.

“I’m not jealous of some flat chested fuckboy” Jason growled to which my smirk grew.

“It’s kind of hard to be jealous of yourself Jason.”

“Real mature! I wasn’t jealous.” He spat. “I just wanted to get some sleep but you and your everlasting fuck buddy don’t know what indoor voices are.”

My eyes trailed over his fingers tangled in his hair, licking my lips slightly to gain moisture from the sudden loss. Oh what those fingers could and have done to me. “Yeah well now you know how I feel when you decide to play with your toy.”

Jason chuckled, his eyes closing as he shook his head at the ground. “You always have something to say. Don’t you?”

“Wouldn’t be most wanted female if I didn’t. No one controls me. Never have, never will.” I added

“You see, that’s where I come in.” He stepped forward. “Being americas most wanted male. I was able to control you. That’s what makes me so bad.”

“Shut up, you didn’t control me!” I retorted. “If anything, i controlled you! That’s what makes me so bad.”

“No sweetheart, you must be mistaken. I control - others play along. Not the other way round.”

My heart fluttered at the nickname. Sweetheart. Even if it was sarcastic, I still missed the nicknames he had for me. In fact, I just missed him in general.

“What-the-fuck-ever Jason. I’m not in the mood for you tonight!” I shouted, hands wailing around widely.

“Wow, was the fuck that bad?” He chuckled to which I scowled. “Wouldn’t blame him, you always seemed to pick up bad fucks.” He chuckled but he really just inflicted this one himself.

“Then it’s no wonder I picked up you.”

Jason’s chuckle ceased, eyes burning with a unlit flame. No one ever calls Jason McCann a bad fuck and gets away with it but I couldn’t help and push his buttons today. He wouldn’t dare do anything to me.

Jason’s movements began with a few slow steps before picking up to a fast stride. Hands both fisted at his sides in anger before he was only a mere few inches in front of my face.

With one hand pushing me to the door, the other punching the wall beside me, startling me ever so slightly. His face was so close that with every breath he took, I could see his nose flaring. Eyes burning holes through my own.

“Say it again. I dare you.” He spat lowly.

I knew it was sarcastic and practically printed in ‘no’s! But my mind was telling me to press his buttons a little harder and see how far we could lead him on. Because something in my head knew he wouldn’t hurt me, even if he wanted to.

“Your a bad fuck.” I rephrased slowly.

Shocking me sightly once a literal growl left his throat, my eyes burned in shock and amusement while watching the boy.

“You think your fucking funny. So fucken smart? 'Jason and I dated, he wouldn’t hurt me’. Well guess again princess. Might wanna rethink that.”

“Okay give me a minute….yeah still the same. I know you wouldn’t hurt me.” I smirked.

“You sure about that?”

“110 percent.”

“Well your wrong.” He spat.

“Oh yeah?” I growled. “Prove it.”

Jason stopped, his eyes softening slightly as he slowly and barely noticeably stepped back.

“C'mon Jason.” I pressed on. “Prove it. Show me that there is nothing between us stopping you. Prove that you still don’t feel anything for me, and hit me!”

He did nothing. “C'mon! Don’t be a pussy. Hit me! If your so baddass.”

Still nothing. That’s when my voice fell a few octaves, my tone matching his features - soft and sad. “Show me that you don’t still love me, the way I still love you, and beat me. Hit me so hard I fall to the floor. Punch my so agrresively I’ll bruise. Just do something because this is killing me! I need you to do something I can hate you for because I feel like shit knowing that what we are now is all my fault.”

Tears began welling in my eyes. Shocking not only me but Jason as well. I don’t cry, but then Again neither does he. Yet he still managed to shed a few tears the day i left. How do we do this to each other? I dont know.

“Please.” I begged, voice weak. “Just make me hate you cause loving you is too much…. Please.”

Jason stood staring for a while before looking down at the floor, eyes turning red and puffy, but not glossy with tears. At least not yet. “I can’t. I can’t because then I’d never be able to forgive myself. Knowing I hurt the person I love.”

My heart fell. Love?

“I thought I hated you after realizing that I did nothing wrong. That you left me believing it was all my fault. I tried moving on with another girl, going on more missions and even trying to force myself to hate you but I didn’t. I couldn’t. It’s like your family. No matter how hard you try to get rid of them you can’t. Cause they will always - not matter what - be family. Just like you always - no matter what - will be the girl I love.”

“Jason.” I sobbed.

“I know.”

Without another thought, I was In his arms, diving into his chest. Not even realizing that a small puddle of tears had formed on my own shoulder as well as Jason’s chest.

“I’m sorry.” I cried.

“Me too baby girl. Me too”

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One more chapter to go!!!