#and buck would 100% cream his pants at the sight

[cupcakes-and-contemplation]

as a glasses wearer I fully support this statement

eddie diaz would look so good in glasses. like. i feel like glasses are an essential component of the whole dilf thing he’s got going on. why doesn’t he have glasses

[rextasywrites]

Hello, could I request Lady D x Ethan NSFW please. From reading your list I’m 100% good with pregnancy/impregnation, lactation if the inspiration takes you that way. I look forward to seeing what you can do :)

Hey! I focused on the lactation part of your request, the impregnation/cream pie coming at the end! I hope you enjoy what I have written for you!!! :) <3 <3 <3

Warnigns: SMUT all the SMUT, lactation kink

The start of their relationship was more than...unusual. During the search for his baby daughter, Ethan had stumbled across the Castle Dimitrescu and its owners. Lady Dimitrescu had instantly taken a liking to the american guy, blown away by how determined he was in finding his daughter, not caring about any God or government. 

With the help of the vampires, Ethan was able to find his daughter again, and Lady Dimitrescu offered them a place to stay while they recovered from the horrors they had to witness, and Ethan to recover from the loss of his wife...again.

At this point, Rosy wasn’t able to eat solid food yet, and the milk from the cows gave her a belly ache, making her cry all night long.

“You know...I could help her.”, Lady Dimitrescu said as they watched the little girl in her crib, sleeping soundly after crying her tummy ache away.

“How?”, Ethan asked with a frown, looking over to the tall vampire next to him. 

Lady Dimitrescu sighed and pointed to her chest, “I can lactate. I could feed her an-”

“And you are just saying this now? We could have fed her like this since we arrived! Alcina, come on!”

“I didn’t know if you were okay with this, Ethan Winters.”

“Oh, don’t ‘Ethan Winters’ me now!”

Lady Dimitrescu and Ethan both chuckled at that, but it was a good decision. Rosy would get her food, and Ethan could catch a glimpse at the amazing chest of his new...roommate. Castlemate?

A few hours later, Rosy was hungry again, squirming in her crib. Alcina picked her up and tugged her dress down, just far enough to expose her breasts and bra. The bra was quickly lifted as well, letting her breasts fall down. A bit saggy from previous nursing times, but oh fuck if they weren’t tasty as fuck. Rosy quickly latched onto her nipple, drinking as if her life depended on it. After she finished drinking and Lady Dimitrescu helped her let out a few burps, the little girl settled into a deep slumber, fueled by her full belly.

“Isn’t she cute?”, Ethan asked into the room as his eyes were on Rosy sleeping soundly.

Lady Dimitrescu, still with her breasts out, nodded as she stood next to Ethan. Ethan wanted to talk to her, turning his head...and was greeted with a load of tits right into his face. His whole face burnt red in a record breaking blush as he stumbled over simple words to form a sentence. Lady Dimitrescu laughed at his shyness, wiggling her upper body a bit. “Oh, come on. Are you such a blushing virgin, Ethan Winters?”

“I never have them shoved into my face!”

“Then you are missing out onto the pleasures of life.”, she laughed as she grabbed onto Ethan, pulling him right between her breasts. And fuck, they were soft and warm and felt...cozy. As if that was the place he was supposed to be.

“Not...not with Rosy in the room.”, Ethan muttered from between her breasts, nearly suffocating with joy. Lady Dimitrescu grinned, pulled him off and put her breasts back into place. “Meet me in my chamber when my daughters are gone, will you?”

*

At night, the daughters went out for a little hunt. Sometimes, they liked to drink animal blood, but this night they were out for something more human. In the town next over were some promising ‘subjects’ for a fuck and drink, so the three women went out to chase their prey.

But Lady Dimitrescu? She stayed home - her prey tonight was someone completely different. Alcina couldn’t deny her hunger anymore. She wanted this man between her legs ever since he stepped a foot into her castle. Hundreds of years of female lovers had its perks too, but a good dick once in a while...she couldn’t deny its sweet sides.

“Alcina?”, Ethan stepped into Lady Dimitrescu’s studies, closing the door behind him and locking it...even though the daughters could teleport into the room if they desired. Old habits die hard.

“Ethan my dear, come here.”, Lady Dimitrescu smiled at her hopefully new lover, patting on the bed next to herself. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, ready for whatever he had in mind.

Ethan joined her by her side, nervous as if it was his first time ever. Judging by the fact that he produced a mutant baby with Mia, it is proven that this was clearly not his first time. Lady Dimitrescu smiled and grabbed his hand, placing it on her impressive chest. “That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Of course. It is just a bit overwhelming, I have never-” “Never fucked a woman that tall with such an impressive chest?” “Let’s say, women your size are a rare breed!”

Lady Dimitrescu laughed at that, guiding him to pull her dress down, exposing her bra and breasts once more. Everything she wore was kept in white, making her appear even more pale than she actually was. Cream on porcelain. “Don’t be shy.”, she chuckled and pulled her bra down herself. What a sight, Ethan thought to himself, gently trailing his fingers over her soft skin, feeling what would be soon his.

“Oh come on, don’t be shy.”, Lady Dimitrescu said and grabbed his wrists, pulling him closer to bury his hands in her soft flesh, but a bit of tenderness underneath. Ethan pulled a face when he realized how tender they felt, giving Lady Dimitrescu a concerned look. “Oh, don’t worry. That’s what happens when I don’t milk myself for a while. My breasts are so full right now…”

“How can I help you with that?”

“Suck on them, Ethan!”, Lady Dimitrescu groaned out and grabbed hold of Ethan’s hair, pushing him against her breasts. Heaven on earth for this man. Without thinking twice, Ethan parted his lips, sucking on the soft breasts. Sucking, biting, everything he could do to leave some marks. Lady Dimitrescu groaned and leaned into his touch, needing more from the man and his exquisite mouth.

It all seemed so natural, as if they had done it thousands of times before. Moving as one, feeling as one. Ethan moved over, latching onto her nipple with an eagerness he had never felt before. Lady Dimitrescu guided his head, and for a moment she bucked her hips for a little bit, just enough for Ethan to notice.

“Careful, I am going to leak soon…”, she said as she cradled Ethan’s head, urging him on to continue. Soft whines and moans escaped her lips, so perfectly red with her expensive lipstick, ready to be smeared around someone else's lips. And she was right. At first, there were only a few drops coming from her nipple, leaving the faint sweet taste on Ethan’s tongue. But Ethan had a sweet tooth, and once he tasted something sweet, he couldn’t stop.

Sucking as if his life depended on it, Ethan helped with his hands too. Pressing, kneading, sucking. The drops of milk changed to a constant small steam of milky sweetness, covering Ethan’s mouth with every suck. “Ethan, yes, carry on like this. Just like this.”, Lady Dimitrescu moaned out, her eyes closed as she took in every movement from him, needing more and more. She couldn’t deny the pool of wetness forming between her legs, a desire bubbling up. But first, her breasts. Then she could ask him for a quick fuck.

Once her left breast felt empty enough, Lady Dimitrescu pulled Ethan away, smirking down to him. “Aren’t you a good little pet for Mommy?”, she smirked, and Ethan couldn’t do more than nod. She leaned in, placing a soft kiss on his lips, tasting his unique taste and her own milk. “Now carry on. Then you may fuck me if that’s what your heart desires.”

At the mere mention of fucking, Ethan’s cock started to twitch in his pants, a feeling he had missed so much. No time to get off while searching for your own daughter in a village full of werewolves and vampires. But now was finally the time, and Ethan was more than ready to give her the fuck of a lifetime. Lady Dimitrescu’s right breast wasn’t as full as her left one as she had used this side to nurse before. Just fine for her, because she didn’t want to waste more time with nursing. She needed her sweet release while her underwear stained with the signs of her lust.

While Ethan sucked and nibbled on this side, Lady Dimitrescu let her hand wander down on his body, down to his pants. She cupped the bulge in his pants, feeling him up as he moaned against her softness. So much desire…

“Ethan, come on.”, Lady Dimitrescu moaned and made Ethan pull away from her, a trail of milk dribbling down his chin, “Fuck me. Please.”

She didn’t have to tell Ethan twice. He got off her lap, taking off his shirt in a swift motion, revealing his toned upper body. Lady Dimitrescu reached forward, trailing her hands over his chest, leaving goosebumps wherever she touched him due to her cold skin - perks of not being alive. Her hands tugged on the seam of his jeans, telling him to finally get rid of them too.

In no time, Lady Dimitrescu had taken care of her dress, abandoned on the floor as she laid down on the bed, watching as Ethan took off his jeans and boxers, his cock jumping out of its ‘prison’. She licked her lips at the sight, wiggling out of her underwear. “Come on, Ethan!”, she whined.

Ethan moved between her legs and dragged his fingers along her folds, “Damn, you are so wet already…”, he muttered to his delight, proud of how much he had turned her on. Flicking over her clit, he managed to pull the sweetest sounds from her lips, edging both of them on to finally carry on. “Are you ready?”

“Yes. Fuck me Ethan, fill me up.”, Lady Dimitrescu moaned and this was all Ethan needed. He spread her legs just a bit more, an iron grip on her thick thighs as he pushed himself inside of her. She was wet and tight, his favourite mixture. “Fuck…”, both of them sweared at the same time when Ethan started to move, filling her up.

One of Ethan’s hands stayed on her thigh, but he used the other one to rub over her clit. Even sweeter were her sounds, needing to reach her orgasm as fast as she could. Her desire for Ethan was burning with a thousand fires inside of her, warming her up like no one has done before. Little streams of milk ran from her nipples and Alinca never looked sweeter than in this moment.

“Fuck, fuck, you are so wet...I am going to fill you up Alcina, do you want this?”

“Please, fill me up Etha! Fill me up!”

Ethan gasped and his cock twitched inside of her. He felt his own orgasm approaching, needing to fill her up. Every second felt too long, his hands working faster on her clit while he hammered inside of her. Lady Dimitrescu arched her back with a loud moan and came around Ethan, squeezing every last drop out of him. Ethan followed suit, burying himself deep inside of his lover before he filled her up. Every drop stayed inside of her, making sure she could feel his lust and need for her.

“Ethan…” “Alcina…”, the two grinned at each other as their orgasms faded, Ethan’s cock slipping out of her. Alcina reached down, scooping a bit of their juices onto her finger and sucking it clean. “You have a taste I could get used to.”

“Give me a few minutes and I am good to go again, okay?”

“Seems like a good thing, Ethan Winters.”

[dreamdollxbreezy]

Stage Five

Chase

Tying the apron around her waist I lay a gentle and innocent kiss on her cheek. Turning her lips meet my cheek.

"Daddy help me please." Hope comes over with her small chefs hat undone.

"Mommy what are we making?" Gabby asked.

"Pizza babe remember. Since you girls both did good on the test you had at school this is a personal pizza slumber party for just us."

Our beautiful smarty pants here both got a 100% in a test they individually got in school so I put up this idea. They can't seems to get enough of each other always calling after school. I just love seeing how happy she is with her new best friend. And...spending all this time with Tammy has been great as well.

Things with us are steadily moving in a friendly pace. I decided with Gabe being an ass she needs all the support she can get. He has yet to make any effort with that threat he made which I'm not surprised about. It was just an emotional thing to say since he knows how much gabby means to her. I know personally if Hope's mother ever threaten to take my love away from me it would be war.

"Ok girls let's check everything off. First things first....pajamas?"

"Check!" They had matching Disney princess onesies.

"Pizza ingredients?" Tammy said picking up the pack of pizza dough.

"Check!"

"How about dessert do we have the cake and ice cream?"

"Yes!" They both jumped laughing. It was a beautiful sight.

"Alright let's get started. Tammy if you would cue some cooking music for us please."

She does a courtesy giggling picking up her phone that is connected to the wireless speaker I have. Her hips swing as the music from a movie the girls are familiar with starts up. She dances back over to us bumping my hip on the way.

"Under the sea Under the sea Darling it's better Down where it's wetter Take it from me Up on the shore they work all day Out in the sun they slave away While we devotin' Full time to floatin' Under the sea"

The girls held hands dancing. "You guys are suppose to help us."

"Oh sorry hope daddy. I wanna put the sauce on with lots and lots of cheese." Hope smiled.

I prepared the dough with gabby while Tammy and Hope cut up toppings. Every other second I'd look up at them laughing.

"Mr Chase why do you keep looking at my mommy?" Gabby asked rolling the dough around.

"Well um...your mommy is very pretty." Might as well be honest. Children are way smarter than us adults are willing to admit.

"I know she's says I'm pretty to all the time." She smiles up at me.

"Of course both you and your mommy are beautiful young ladies." I poke her nose making her blush and giggle.

"I like you Mr Chase."

We start pressing out the dough and Tammy bring over the toppings. We let the girls put what they want on one pizza leaving the second for us.

"I saw you over here making my daughter blush." Tammy nudged me smirking. "What were you guys talking about?"

"She caught me taking regular glances at you and I let her know I think both you and your daughter are very beautiful young ladies as is my daughter." Honesty is my thing as you can see.

"Oh thank you. I happen to think you sir are very handsome." She bites her lip putting down a few green peppers.

Stepping behind her I grab the bowl of mixed cheeses. She turns her head watching as I spread it around our pizza. Our hands collide making us both laugh. Turning together our noses rub. The girls laughing catches our attention seeing them watching us.

"Are you gonna kiss her daddy?" They giggled more.

Before I could answer my door bell rings. I wasn't expecting anyone so this is very random. I'm not a fan of in the moment visit from guest.

"Mother....did you call me or something?"

She let herself in along with her plus one. "No just thought I drop by to see my grand baby. Where is my  sweetie?"

"In the kitchen we ourselves have guest." As I'm walking off April makes her presents known. "Yes?"

"Hi?"

"Hello Hope is in the kitchen like I said."

"You don't want to know why I'm with your mother?"

"Not at all. That information does not include anything about our daughter. Why should I be concerned about what you do in your time not with Hope?"

She rolls her eyes walking ahead of me stopping suddenly. "Who are you?"

"Tammy hi. Oh this is my daughter Gabby." She smiled gesturing to themselves.

Both my mother and April looked at me.

"Are you sleeping with my son?"

Tammy(Dream)

"Is that your business?"

His mother made a look of surprise. I know she doesn't think I was gonna shrink back from her. Those pearls and diamonds expensive shit don't mean a damn thing to me. Respect is earned always how many dollars signs you doesn't and shouldn't be a instant respect magnet. I could get all that my damn self.

"Excuse me don't talk to her like that. You don't know who you are messing with." This other chick says stepping.

"I give back what is given to me. What I do with her son is between us it doesn't matter who is asking. Why is it either of you his mother and sister concern what we do?"

"I am not his sister I'm her mother. If you are around my daughter then I have every right to know who you are."

"Oh ok but I told you who I was you didn't even think to introduce yourself honey. You just right on me so again why is it your concern what I do with your daughter father since you two clearly are not together."

These two already getting on my nerves. It's been a great day I've spent with my daughter and now chase and Hope. They not about to come around ruining shit. Mother, baby mamma I don't care no one talks to me as if I'm a nobody.

"Chase why is this woman here with you?"

His mother approaches him. She seems like the overprotective controlling type. Poor Chase.

"She is accompanying Hope and I in celebrating our daughters getting amazing grades in school."

"What happen with Penny she was a lovely girl."

"She also was just another gold digger mother." I saw him look over at Hopes mother.

"And this one isn't? Why haven't I met her until now?"

"I didn't know I was obligated to let you meet everyone I know mother. This is Tammy my friend...this is my mother Joyce and this is my daughters mother April."

Both women look over at me. I could just tell they were judging me.

The smirk couldn't be hidden even if I tried while I wave my fingers. "Girls lets go pick out the movie we're gonna watch."

They both run pass me. In Hopes room I go to close the door as a heel stops it. "Hi mommy!"

She walks in bumping my shoulder. Why oh why must people try me so hard. "Hi baby. You didn't introduce me to your new friend."

"This is Gabby and that's her mommy Ms Tammy." She smiled at me. "She's really nice mommy daddy likes her."

I chuckled shaking my head. Kids are such a hoot.

"More than daddy likes mommy?" This bitch.

"Maybe they almost kissed earlier." Hope tried whispering.

"Ok so what are we watching girlies!? Moana....little mermaid....princess and the frog or Pocahontas?"

"Frozen mommy we wanna watch frozen."

"Ok you guys start watching and I'll go check on our pizzas." After putting in the movie I walk out. The mother took it upon herself to get my attention. "You need something from me?"

"Stay away from my daughter and my man."

"Girl bye. That child is just as much his as she is yours if he wants me around I'll be around. From what I understand he is not your man and never will be again since someone messed up...isn't that right sticky fingers?"

I smirk at her widen eyes. Chase told me all about this one. She damn near tried ruining a family self made business all for a couple of bucks. Now she got the nerve to be all in my face?

"You don't know shit about me. I meant what I said and if I have to say it again we will have a problem."

Walking up I make it known I'm not scared of this bitch. Clearly the money is getting into her head.

"We already have a problem honey. One being your breath...garlic really? And two you are no one to me you put no type of fear in my heart. I've been through hell and back so dealing with a babymomma who doesn't know her place is nothing."

It was a slight stare down but like I said she's no threat.

"April your ride is leaving." Chase came up behind me. His hand rest on my waist. "Is she bothering you?" He whispered.

"No just talking. The girls are watching a movie I was on my way to check on the pizzas."

He nods letting me go I walk off smiling.

"This is what you do Chase? Do I mean anything to you."

Uh...poor Chase.

[bby-bxrnes]

Be Careful What You Wish For

Ship: Steve x Reader

Summary: After feeling a little neglected, you decide to purposely make Steve jealous at one of Tony’s parties. We all know what follows ;)

Warnings: SMUT! Don’t like it, don’t read it. Possessiveness, Captain Kink cause why not, choking, rough sex, unprotected sex, a bit of Fluff at the end

Words: 3045

A/N: I know there are a lot of stories like this out there, I just wanted to write my own version of it. ALSO THANK YOU ALL FOR OVER 100 FOLLOWERS!! Remember, Tag Lists are open!!!!

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Steve has been busy lately. Not just too busy to pay attention to you, but too busy to sleep for more than a few hours. He was training constantly and going on missions, and filling out mission reports, leaving no time for you. Natasha and Wanda had convinced you to go to Tony’s gala with them since Steve didn’t seem like he wanted to go. You honestly didn’t want to go either, but the girls were very convincing and Nat promised you’d get a new dress out of it. 

“Steeeeeve.” you whined as your boyfriend sat at his desk, frantically typing up yet another mission report. “I’m busy Y/N.” he said, and you heard the edge in his voice that kept you from trying to get his attention again. You huffed and flopped back on his bed, rolling your eyes at how stubborn he was. “Nat bought me a new dress for the gala tonight.” you tried, sneakily attempting to ask if he was going or not. “That’s nice.” he said offhandedly. “You goin’?” you outright asked this time. He groaned and rubbed his hands over his face. “I don’t know. It depends if I can get this finished and do a quick training session at the gym.” he responded. So that was a no. You just nodded and went back to playing the game on your phone. 

After another 20 minutes of mindlessly playing games, you sat up and sighed dramatically. “I’m going back to my room. I might actually have some fun in there.” you said, muttering the last part to yourself bitterly. Steve only grunted in response, not even looking at you as his fingers continued to dance over the keyboard. You stood up and practically stomped out of his room, slamming the door for dramatic effect. You ended up in the kitchen instead of your room, searching the freezer for the tub of cookie dough ice cream you knew Bucky had stored in there. “You lookin’ for this?” you heard him ask, making you whip around and glare at him where he was seated at the counter, the tub of ice cream in front of him, a spoon already stuck in it. He smiled at you and patted the seat next to him, showing you the extra spoon he had sitting next to him. 

You accepted the offer, slouching in your seat as you dug the spoon into the open carton, shoveling the spoonful into your mouth. “What’s troubling you?” he asked, knowing that you always went after his ice cream when you were upset. “Steve’s busy.” you mumbled angrily after you swallowed. “Well, yeah. You know he gets busy from time to time.” he commented, brows furrowing. “Yeah but he’s been busy for the last few weeks. He barely even sleeps.” you whined, shoving another spoonful into your mouth. “You know what you need to do? Make him jealous.” Bucky said around a mouthful of ice cream, pointing at you with his spoon. “How would I do that?” you asked, your attention now fully on Bucky. “Tonight, at the gala. Flirt with one of the guys. Not me though, I do not want to be on the other end of his wrath. He most definitely does not like to share.” he said, shuddering at some unknown memory. “He’s not going to the gala.” you said, your plan ruined. “I’ll make sure he goes, don’t worry your pretty little head.” he said, collecting the two spoons and tossing them in the sink before putting the ice cream back in the freezer. 

You smirked evilly at the plan and waltzed off to find Natasha and inform her of your plan. “So you’re actually going through with this?” she asked, hours later as you were starting to get ready. “Yeah. I’m thinking Sam, I know Buck would love it if I got Steve mad at Sam.” you said, pulling your new dress out of Natasha’s closet. “You are so evil. I love it!” she said, obviously excited at the prospect of drama. “Yeah, yeah, now help me get ready and I’ll do your eyeliner!” you offered, knowing she wouldn’t pass up the opportunity of having killer eyeliner at a party. Natasha immediately jumped into action, helping you zip up your dress and dragging you to the bathroom to help curl your hair. A few minutes later, Wanda sauntered in in a stunning red dress that ended mid-thigh and left little to the imagination. “Damn Wanda, lookin’ sexy!” you said, bumping hips with her as she smiled bashfully. “Not so bad yourself Y/N!” she winked, making you giggle a little. 

After spending another half hour getting ready with the girls, the three of you were ready and headed to the elevator to head to the ballroom Tony had installed for this exact purpose. When you arrived, the party was already in full swing, music blasting and people filling up the dance floor. “I’m gonna grab a drink first.” you said, waltzing over to the bartender. You sipped on some whiskey while you observed, scanning for Sam and Steve. You found the first one talking to Sharon next to the dance floor but still no sign of the latter. You had just finished your glass when he walked in with Bucky, the latter sending you a quick nod. You nodded back before setting your empty glass on the bar and sauntering over towards Sam. You greeted him and Shannon and started up a normal conversation with them, waiting till you could see Steve from the corner of your eye approaching your trio. 

“Looking dapper in your suit tonight, Sam. Care for a dance?” you asked, running your hand down his arm. “Uh, sure.” he smiled and you dragged him the short distance to the dance floor, making sure Steve could see you easily. You wrapped your arms around his neck, his hands coming to rest on your hips as the two of you swayed to the beat of the music. “What are you up to Y/N? I see you glancing at Steve every now and then, but you’re dancing with me.” Sam leaned down and whispered, making you giggle. “Showing him what he’s been missing out on being so busy lately.” you leaned up and whispered back. Sam pulled back and looked at you with a look of surprise. “Oh that’s evil.” He laughed, sneakily glancing in Steve’s direction. “He does not look happy at all. Is he going to murder me for dancing with his girl?” he mentioned, your gaze landing on Steve whose murderous gaze was focused on Sam. “Possibly. Spin me.” you replied, Sam’s right hand grasping your now outstretched left one. He complied, spinning you out, then back to him, then for an extra flair, dipped you, causing you to burst out in giggles. 

That seemed to do it for Steve who stormed over and snatched you away from Sam’s grasp. “Upstairs. Now.” Steve commanded, eyes boring holes into Sam as he backed away, hands raised in surrender. You hurried to comply, feeling a heat begin in your stomach at the dominance in his tone. You hurried into the elevator and rode up to Steve’s room, a nervous excitement filling your body. You removed your heels and sat on the edge of his bed and waited for him to join you. But as the minutes passed with no sign of Steve, you couldn’t help but worry. You were about to get up and find him when the door opened and closed with a calm you weren’t expecting. You looked up to find him standing with his back to you, shedding his suit jacket and discarding it onto his desk chair. “Steve?” you asked, standing up hesitantly. 

“Strip.” Steve said simply, not turning to look at you as he began to slowly unbutton the white dress shirt he was wearing. “What?” you asked, causing him to take a deep breath in order to calm the anger that was threatening to bubble to the surface. “I said strip. Or I’ll do it for you.” he growled, turning his heated gaze on you now. You hesitated for a second too long and he was in front of you in two large steps, ripping the dress from where it dipped between the valley of your breasts down to the slit in the skirt. You couldn’t even find it in you to be mad. It was exactly the display of dominance you had been looking for. His eyes darkened even further at the sight of the lacy black lingerie you had worn underneath for him. 

“Did you wear this for Sam? Do you forget who you belong to?” he growled, hands clenching at his sides as he raked his eyes over your body. “No. It’s all for you Steve.” you responded, voice breathy with arousal. You took the half step forward to press yourself into his bare chest, looking up into his eyes through your lashes. “I only did it to get your attention, Captain.” you whispered, batting your eyelashes at him. If it were possible, his eyes got even darker at the sound of his rank rolling off your tongue. “You know I don’t like to share babydoll.” his voice was raspy, his hands finally finding their place on your hips, almost exactly over the spot where Sam’s had rested earlier. 

“Let me show you how sorry I am, Captain.” you said, dropping to your knees and resting your palms on his muscular thighs. You were face to face with the prominent bulge in his slacks, his hands moving to run through your hair once before gathering it into a makeshift ponytail. He gave you a look that said ‘get to it’ before your hands trailed to undo his belt and the button on his trousers. “Hands behind your back now. Don’t move them until I tell you to.” he commanded, the tone he was using proved impossible to disobey, so you complied, interlocking your fingers at the base of your spine. When he only kept looking at you instead of pulling down his pants and boxers himself, you realized what he wanted you to do. You reached forward with your head and caught the metal zipper on his slacks and tugged it down with your mouth, watching him through your eyelashes the whole time. When unzipped, the slacks fell to the ground and pooled around Steve’s ankles. You then turned your attention back to his boxer covered cock in front of you. 

You ran your tongue over the line of his cock through his boxers once, not enough teasing to piss him off, before you gripped the waistband in your teeth and wrestled the skin tight material off of him. Steve’s dick slapped against his toned stomach, making him grunt softly before you took the head into your mouth and sucked gently. You began taking more and more of his dick into your mouth and the next thing you knew, your lips were nestled at the base. You pulled back and took a deep breath, eyes watering from the lack of air.

“Open your mouth baby girl.” he said, his dominance making you shudder, but you obeyed. He tightened his grip in your hair and held you still as he began to thrust slowly into your mouth. He started slow, but sped up a little bit as he got more confident that he wasn’t going to hurt you. You were sure you looked like a wreck right now, you could feel the carefully applied mascara now running down your cheeks. You swirled your tongue around him as he moved your head back and forth, sloppy and filthy noises filling the room. He pulled you off of his cock and held your hair back as you tried to get your mouth back on him. “Bad girls don’t get what they want. Stand up.” He said, encouraging you to get up by pulling your hair. You did as you were told, watching as Steve slid his shoes and socks off while simultaneously stepping out of his slacks and boxers. 

“How much do you like this set?” Steve asked, running his hands over the lacy material of your bra. “It’s replaceable.” you breathed, your voice hoarse. He grinned at you before ripping your bra open and tugging the material off your shoulders. He ran his hands over your exposed breasts appreciatively before pinching your nipples harshly, causing you to whimper. “On the bed babydoll.” he growled in your ear, causing another wave of arousal to wash through you. “Yes Captain.” you replied before crawling onto the bed, resting on your elbows and knees, ass high in the air just how Steve liked you most. “You’ve been very disrespectful today, doll.” he murmured, kneeling on the bed behind you and running a hand over your still clothed ass. “Whatcha gonna do about it, Cap?” you asked, teasingly shaking your ass at him. 

His response was a sharp smack on your ass before kneading both of your ass cheeks in his ridiculously large hands. “Don’t sass me kitten. You’re already in enough trouble tonight.” he said, leaning forward to growl in your ear. “Yes sir.” you moaned as his throbbing cock pressed against your ass. He sat back on his heels and continued to massage your ass, delivering gentle swats every now and then. Once he had looked his fill, he slid the black lace off of your body. “You’re dripping for me princess.” he purred, gathering your wetness on the pads of his fingers and circling your clit softly. “Steve, please.” you whimpered, attempting to push back against his fingers. “Ah, Ah, do good girls get to do what they want? Or do they listen?” Steve asked, pulling his fingers from your aching core. “They listen.” you answered, returning to your original position. 

“Good girl.” he said simply, returning his fingers to rubbing your clit. His calloused fingers moved from your clit to circle your entrance teasingly. It took every ounce of your self control to not push back against him. “Please,” you whined as Steve continued to tease you. He complied, slowly pushing two thick fingers into you. The feeling of his rough fingers entering you finally after weeks of being left alone made you moan loudly. The sound that escaped him was almost primal, a deep rumble that seemed to come from his chest as he continued slowly pumping and twisting his fingers inside of you. “More, please.” you moaned softly as he crooked his fingers inside of you. “Since you asked so nicely.” he smirked, dragging his fingers from you, causing you to whimper. 

He shifted forward and gently teased you, running the tip of his cock through your soaked folds. You whimpered quietly and clutched the sheets of his bed as he sheathed himself inside of you, your entire body shaking from the sensations overriding your senses. “Relax babydoll, I’ve got you.” he purred, gripping your hips hard enough to leave bruises. He set a relentless pace, slamming into you and making the bed slam against the wall violently. “Always so fucking tight for me kitten.” he groaned, watching as your arms gave out and your body lay limp against the bed, save for your hips which were being held securely in his rough hands. He leaned forward and wrapped his right arm around you, pulling your back to press against his chest. The change of position allowing Steve to push in even deeper into you. 

Your legs started to shake as you neared your climax, Steve feeling it as well. “Please, Steve please.” you whimpered, grasping weakly at his right hand that was wrapped around your front, holding you to him. He understood what you were asking and moved his large hand up to wrap securely around the base of your throat and squeezing the sides slightly. Your hands reached behind you to tangle in his hair, your moans being silenced by his grip on your neck. “Cum for me doll, I know you’re close.” he grunted, nipping a bruise into the spot right below your ear. 

You did as you were told, back bowing away from his chest as his grip tightened slightly on your neck, left hand moving from your hip to circle your clit, helping you through your orgasm. It didn’t take Steve much longer to follow you, groaning loudly as he pulsed and emptied himself inside of you. He released his grip on your neck and slowly pulled out, the both of you hissing at your over-sensitivity. You collapsed on the bed, muscles feeling like jelly. Steve got up and walked to his dresser, pulling out some fresh boxers and putting them on, then bringing you your underwear, one of his shirts, and a towel from his bathroom. You tried to reach for them, but your arms felt dead. “Here, I’ve got you darling.” he said, his tone completely opposite from when he had first entered the room tonight. 

He wiped your inner thighs with the towel and gently wiped away the sticky mixture that was seeping out of you before sliding your panties back up your legs. He turned you onto your back and helped you sit up, then slid the large shirt onto your body. He slid in behind your body and you leaned back into his chest, nuzzling your face into his neck and sighing contentedly. “I’m sorry I’ve been a shitty boyfriend lately.” he mumbled, pressing a kiss onto the top of your head. “It’s okay, just don’t do it again.” you mumbled, smiling against his neck. “I won’t, I promise.” he said, arms wrapping tighter around you. “Did Buck tell you to piss me off to get me to pay attention to you?” he asked, his tone light and teasing. “Yeah. Worked pretty well if I do say so myself.” you mumbled sleepily before stifling a yawn. “Remind me to kick his ass in the morning. For now, we sleep.” he said, shuffling the two of you so you were laying against the pillows and he was spooning you. “I love you Stevie.” you sighed, eyes slipping closed. “I love you too babydoll.” he answered before you drifted off to sleep.

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#100 from more sentence starters with Pete Dunne, please?💕

100. “You’re so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me.” 

*Word Count: 1849

*Smut (light bondage, biting, merciless teasing), fluff later

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“Mmmm…” Pete moaned as he bit his lip. He was sitting completely naked in a chair in their bedroom with his hands tied behind his back. He was helpless (which wasn’t often) as Morgan slowly and seductively stripped off her clothes, all the way down to her lacy barely there black thong and bra. 

“You’re gonna regret it when I get outta this,” Pete warned her.

“Oh? Really now, Pete?” Morgan purred as she danced closer to him. She leaned down to kiss him and he made sure to bite her lip.

“You know, for a vegan, you sure like to bite people,” Morgan told him as she lowered herself onto his lap. Once she was settled onto his lap, she slowly started grinding against his already hard dick, making him groan loudly.

“Fuck,” he moaned. Morgan pressed herself up closer to him so he could feel the little pieces of lace brushing up against his skin.

“You’re killin’ me here,” Pete told Morgan as she leaned over to kiss his neck and nip at his earlobe.

“I know,” Morgan whispered as she licked along his jawline. She then began a slow, tortuous descent down Pete’s broad torso, making his breath hitch as she sucked, licked, nipped and kissed her way down his body.

“Swear to Christ…” Pete began but was soon cut off by the sight of Morgan beginning to take him in her mouth.

She slowly licked up to the tip of his throbbing cock and then back down to the supersensitive spot at the base of it. She continued licking him, turning her head from side to side and alternating between using the tip of her tongue and the flat of it. Morgan kept an innocent look on her face the entire time she was pleasuring Pete, knowing it was driving him insane. To be honest, it was turning her on as well and she couldn’t resist reaching down between her legs and rubbing her clit while she had her other hand on Pete’s dick. 

Pete growled, the sound low in his throat and it promised revenge, which just excited Morgan even more. She eagerly took Pete into her mouth, slowly sucking her way down the length until it hit the back of her throat. Pete took this opportunity to thrust his hips so she had even more of his dick in her mouth. Morgan moaned loudly as she continued to suck him off. 

Finally, Pete couldn’t take it anymore. He worked his way out of the restraints (which he could have gotten out of at any time but he was rather enjoying the show) and tangled his hands in Morgan’s hair, pulling her closer to his dick.

“My turn,” he growled. He stood up with his hands still in her hair and thrust his hips a few times, making her moan even more. Morgan eventually withdrew and looked up at him, a few drops of his precum on her lips. She slowly licked it off, never taking her eyes off of him. 

“Decided to get up, then?” Morgan asked innocently. In response, Pete bent down to pick her up and throw her over his shoulder, making sure to smack her ass hard in the process. Morgan yelped and then giggled.

“Oh, this is funny to ya?” Pete asked. He bit her ass then, making her squeal and then moan in pleasure.

“That mouth a yours is gonna get you in trouble, petal.”

He then threw her down on the bed so she landed on her back.

“You promise?” Morgan asked excitedly with a wicked glint in her eye as she sat up on her arms and bit her lip. 

Pete chuckled darkly as he made his way up to her bra. He reached for the clasp, thankful she wore a front-clasp bra and undid it, sliding the lacy material off her shoulders and exposing her heaving breasts and pert nipples. He took one hand and began fondling one breast in his hand while his other hand slid down her smooth skin and settled between her legs. 

He then began to roughly palm her through her now soaked panties as he continued to play with her breast. 

“P… Pete…” Morgan gasped out as she gripped the sheets.

“This is what ya get for teasing me like ya done, love,” Pete told her as he pinched her nipple and rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. He then tore her panties off, making her gasp in indignation.

“Hey!!” Morgan protested.

“Shut it. I’ll buy you another pair,” Pete said as he slipped two fingers into her wet, hot, slick pussy. Any more protests from Morgan were cut off by her mewling. Pete switched over to her other breast while simultaneously thrusting his fingers in and out of her pussy. Morgan threw her head back and moaned his name loudly.

“There’s my girl,” Pete said with a smirk. He leaned down to place hot, open-mouthed kisses on her décolletage as she squirmed underneath him.

“So fuckin’ beautiful,” he moaned. Suddenly, he smiled against her neck.

“Pete? What ya doing?” Morgan asked because she knew when Pete did that, something absolutely delicious was about to happen.

Pete relinquished her aching pussy and erect nipples to get off the bed and to retrieve the restraints she had used on him. He got back on the bed and sat on his knees as he leaned forward to brusquely grab her hands and force them upwards towards the iron wrought headboard. He then deftly wove the restraints through the headboard as he tied her hands above her. When he was done, he sat back on his knees and pushed his hair out of his eyes so as to better admire his work. 

Pete took his hands and slid them up to Morgan’s knees, where he forced them apart so she had her legs open. He licked his lips, practically salivating at the sight of her pussy. 

“You’re so beautiful, all spread out like this. Just for me,” he murmured. He reached for a pillow and slid it up under her ass so she would be a bit more comfortable. He then adjusted himself so his mouth was dangerously close to her aching pussy. 

“Pete, baby…” Morgan whimpered.

“I’m gonna enjoy this,” Pete replied with a salacious grin on his face. He kissed her stomach and made his way slowly down to her slick thighs.

“Everything… is… mine,” he said, punctuating each word with a kiss on her thighs.

Morgan couldn’t do anything but reach down and run her hands through his hair as she mewled and whimpered. 

Pete finally made his way to her opening and he kissed her clit before gently sucking it, making Morgan gasp and bite her lip. He darted his tongue out and flicked it over her clit once, twice, and a third time before licking it like an ice cream cone. He tripped her hips as he set to work pleasuring her with his mouth. Morgan’s hips bucked as she moved underneath him and Pete had to lay his arm across her stomach to restrain her. He continued his assault on her mouth until he was absolutely sure Morgan couldn’t take anymore and just before she started to climax, he lifted his head, making her groan loudly. 

She whined at the sudden new sensation. 

“Pete… Fuck. Why did you stop?” She protested.

“Because,” he said as he kissed his way up her body, “I need to be inside you right now.”

“Mmm… can’t argue with that,” Morgan replied. 

Pete kissed her then, making sure she tasted herself on his tongue. He sat up and reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer; he riffled through the drawer until he found what he was looking for - a condom and a bottle of lube. 

“I want to slip that on you,” Morgan pouted. Pete didn’t look up from the condom he was holding. He squeezed a small amount of lube into the condom and then rolled it onto his dick. 

He adjusted himself until he was on top of her but he made sure most of his weight was on his arms and legs instead of her. He kissed her deeply this time before reaching for her legs to wrap one around his waist and the other over his shoulder.

“Ready?” he asked. Morgan nodded and Pete began his slow descent into her. He guided his dick into her soaking wet pussy and Morgan let out a shiver of pleasure. Once he bottomed out inside of her, he slid out quickly then snapped his hips into her, driving himself back into her. Morgan screamed his name as he did this a few more times, and she scrambled to get a hold on him. Finally, she had a good grip on his back and she dug her nails into and down his back as he continued to fuck her. 

Morgan arched her back and grinded against Pete so she could feel more of him inside of her. 

“Goddamn, you feel amazing!” Pete shouted as he gripped her tighter and continued his merciless fucking. 

“Pete!” Morgan shouted repeatedly with every thrust. Pete leaned down and started leaving open-mouthed kisses on her neck. He then started biting her neck and shoulders. Morgan trembled underneath him as she returned the favor, leaving little love bites on his neck. 

“Pete…” Morgan gasped out. “I’m so close…”

“Good. Keep… it… up…” Pete told her, punctuating his words with thrusts. 

Finally, Morgan felt her orgasm tear through her, making her shudder as the world around her went white. She screamed Pete’s name as she raked her nails down his back. Pete dug his nails into her hips so hard, his short nails left half-moon marks on her as his climax followed close behind. He kept himself from screaming by biting down hard on her shoulder. 

Morgan shuddered as she felt another climax rip through her and she tightened around Pete, holding him close.

“Fuuuuuccckkkk….” Pete moaned as he began to come down. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting like wild animals. He buried his face into the crook of her neck and kissed it.

For a while, there was no sound but their hard breathing, which slowed down eventually. Morgan’s leg slid off of Pete’s sweaty shoulder onto the bed. 

“Pete?“ 

"Hmm?” he murmured.

“You feel amazing.”

“So… do… you,” he gasped out. He slowly slid out of her then, making her whimper at the loss. They stayed intertwined for a bit longer until Pete slowly got up and made his way into the bathroom. He came out a few minutes later with a warm washcloth and wiped her off. After she was cleaned up and they had both relieved themselves, they crawled back into the bed where Pete pulled her close to him and kissed the top of her head.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yea. I’m good. Reeaall good,” Morgan replied as she snuggled closer to him. Pete kissed her head again before slowly drifting off into a blissful sleep.