#and my goddam HIP

[pimpnchips]

Needed Me

Part 1

Natasha x ‘Ex’!wife Reader

Warnings: angst, mind-games, possessive!nat, toxicity.

Summary : Natasha, your ‘ex’ wife come’s around to help you realize that you’re forever hers.

“I don’t care about your sad sob of a story, Natasha” you stated, picking up your son from his crib. The last thing you wanted in your life is your ‘ex’-wife in your house agonizing you.

“Just listen to me, detka.” She whined, rolling her neck around. Her patience running thin when she sees you rolling your eyes at her antics.

Late of last year you and natasha were in the prime of your relationship but a few months ago she started not showing up home until mornings. Accusing you of cheating when you were clearly taking care of your children. The two of you just had your newborn baby while still tending to your 6 year old daughter. Everyday, you saw less and less of Natasha and every time you tried to confront her about her actions she lashed out.

Telling you, “Y/n do you fucking hear yourself, accusing me of shit when I support this goddam house.”

It was like this every month, arguing then having sex and you couldn’t bare to have your children watch there parents not show an ounce of love to each other.

“Natasha, fuck you.”

Your voice lower then before to try not to wake the sleeping baby in your arms.

“How’d you think our kids got here?” She rhetorically whispered, looking down at her shoes. Natasha was never one to be completely serious with you.

You turned around, side eyeing your ex wife.

Needless to say you were fed up with her antics but deep down you missed them, you missed her. There was truly nothing that could stop you from loving her but there were things that could stop you from tolerating her.

There were so many times you hated Natasha but nothing could stop you from bending over for her right here and right now. Her flexed muscles as she made sudden moves, her plumped lips, the way she looked at you with darkened eyes.

“We could be a family again if you weren’t so damn stubborn all the time” she licked her lips, walking over to where you were. Standing behind you.

Your breathing get shaky with anticipation.

The red head brushed her crotch against you. Making you hold back a moan that so desperately needed to be released.

“I gave these children to you” she smugged, brushing her thumb over baby Mateo’s head.

“I’ll be damned if you take my fucking family away from me, I own you.” Her lips on your ear and her whispers sending chills down your spine.

“You weren’t acting like a wife to me, nat” you say softly, trying to keep your composure.

You exhale when she backs away and takes Mateo out of your hands. Confusion written on your face when she sets him back down into his crib.

“I’m moving back in tomorrow, detka.”

“I got stark to forge those papers. Play time is over, moya lyubov”

She placed her hands over your cheeks. Your face stunned, “What?”

She chuckles as she leans in to kiss your soft lips and you hesitate to kiss back until she forces her tongue into your mouth by squeezing your neck harshly. The two pair of lips in sync, your head starting to get fuzzy.

Like you were submitting to her, kneeling to her.

You knew this was wrong but oh did it feel so right. ‘She can change,’ you convinced yourself.

The craving you felt for Natasha was wicked that it felt like a spell.

The kiss deepened, until Natasha backed away.

“You were always my wife baby, and that’ll never change” she smirked, gripping your hips with satisfaction.

“I should ruin that pretty pussy for all the time you fucking wasted”

Natasha looks deep into your eyes.

You felt small under her watch and she loved it.

“Don’t look so defeated, I know yo - ” She started to say before the sound of small feet pattering towards the door in a hurry.

The both of you face the door of the bedroom, seeing it opening. Revealing your 6 year old daughter, Lena, the moment she saw Natasha her face lit up with joy.

“Mama?!” her angelic voice yelled, running towards Natasha.

She picked her up with a smile, “Hey baby!, mama’s missed you so much.”

Lena giggled with her rosy cheeks and the red hair she inherited from Natasha in a mess, insinuating that she just woke up from a nap.

“Are you staying, mama?” She said sadly, looking up to Natasha with puppy dog eyes.

You looked down as Natasha shot you a look with a grin.

“Yes I am, sweetheart, I even got you some things” she kisses over her cheeks, “ We can open them after mommy makes dinner, right baby?” Nat looks in your direction expecting you to answer to her.

You roll your eyes, holding back a snarky comment because for the sake of your daughter.

“Of course, we’ll open presents after I make dinner,” you tell Lena, tickling her stomach. She backs away and throws her head back in a fit of giggles.

Natasha watches the interaction now realizing how much she missed her family and the laughs they’ve all had. The smile on her face never fading away as the laughs continues.

“Go play detka, me and mommy have to talk” she says, letting her down off her hips.

Lena whines, “Mama I don’t wanna play right now!”

You sighed, “baby go to your room, come on we’re not doing this again.”

She looks up at you with her face scrunched up in anger. In protest she sat done on the floor, trying to stand her ground.

Lately shes acted very disobedient but you haven’t had Nat here to discipline her when needed.

“Get off the floor Yelena” Natasha raised her voice slightly.

Lena huffs, “No.”

“No!” She yells, kicking her feet up and off the ground, screaming until she couldn’t anymore.

Natasha picks her up and storms out the room. The sounds of your daughters feet kicking everything it came across to get out of Natasha’s grip.

“I am your mother yelena, you respect me or you sit in the corner and you think about what you did!”

As soon as you here Natasha’s yell, you decide to walk to Lena’s room to calm her down. Their personalities tend to clash once in a while because your daughter is like her mini me.

One Natasha is already enough but two are hell on earth if you let it get out of control.

“Baby, calm down she probably just wanted to spend some time with you.” You grab Natasha’s face making her look at you. Her face softened when she felt your touch.

You know you’re supposed to be standing your ground right now, knowing that Natasha is still your wife after her act of getting fake papers for you to sign.

Besides that you’ll forever be in love with who she is so staying upset with her is impossible. Also considering you’re the mother of her children.

“Lena, my love, can you stay in here for just a minute and we’ll come back to play with you, okay?”

Lena nods her head ‘okay mommy’

“Alright baby, we love you” you say, grabbing Natasha and shutting the door behind you.

Natasha shuffled her feet in-front of you, “I don’t need a lecture right now, y/n”

You fix the collar of her button shirt, “I’m not, I know how much you love our kids” You mutter, running your hands down her chest.

She smirks at your movements, not entirely sure what you were doing but she wasn’t going to ruin it by asking any questions.

You looked up at your wife, “Just because I’m warming up to you right now doesn’t mean you’re getting any tonight, just so you know”

Her breath hitched as your hand squeezed her cock. You chuckled, “Don’t forget who you married Natasha, I’m not on my knees at your mercy because I’m weak.”

“I’m your fucking wife so treat me like it” You whispered sternly, leaning in and kissing the tip of her ear.

Natasha stood shocked but not surprised. The reason she married you was because you kept her on her toes. Your wife knew you weren’t weak but submissive to her and she loved it but there were times where you left her begging for more.

For you.

[oneforthemunny]

🥀🪄🎸

boxer!eddie, smut, lore/flashback. minors dni. contains: oral, male rec. kinda filthy idk i love it.

Eddie's hand held yours, taped and knuckles bloody after the fight. With the way he'd fought, jabs so hard they had you cringing, you were shocked at the way he held your hand so delicately.

"The medics need to check you out-"

"-I'm good." Eddie muttered around a busted lip.

You eyed him with annoyance. "Ed, just let them check you out. Your dripping blood everywhere-"

"-Later." Eddie muttered, nodding towards his manager, slipping into the empty locker room.

"Later?" You scoffed, eyes rolling in clear irritation. "Later after you bleed everywhere? I would rather you didn't ruin another shirt of mine with- What are you doing?" You frowned as Eddie turned the lock behind you.

"I won." Eddie said simply, tattooed chest still gleaming in a thick sheen of sweat as if for emphasis.

"I'm aware of that." Your tone clipped in annoyed confusion. "Why did you lock the door?"

"Because I won." Eddie's bruised lip curled in a half grin that had your body bursting with excited heat. "C'mon now, just go ahead an gimme my prize."

Your cheeks pricked with heat, lips pursing so you hoped he couldn't see how it made you fluster. It started two matches ago, your and Eddie's little 'game'. A drunken conversation from the night before as you flipped though a magazine, cooing over a diamond tennis bracelet.

"If I win this match tomorrow, baby, I'll buy you that goddam bracelet." Eddie had cooed, nearly sweetly with a touch of gravel that had you giving a nasally laugh.

"You win tomorrow, and I'll suck your dick as soon as you walk outta that ring." You had grinned back at him.

And when he did win, he kept his promise, and so did you. Dropping to your knees as soon as you got to the locker room, pressing him against the door and taking him in your mouth.

Eddie swore it was a good luck tradition now, one you had to keep up after a win- not that you minded.

You rolled your eyes, feigning annoyance that was entirely unconvincing as you dropped to your knees, fingers pulling at the knotted strings of his shorts.

Eddie's taped hands found the sides of your head, holding you as you licked a long stripe up the underside of his cock.

"Fuuuck, baby," Eddie groaned, head tipping back towards the cemented wall, chest stuttering when your lips wrapped around his head, tongue swirling around his leaking hole.

Bloody knuckled fisted your hair as you bobbed, swallowing his length, eyes rounding to look at him the way he loved- the way that drove him wild. Had his hips stuttering, grip tightening just to hear you whine, the vibrations making his abs clench until he was spilling down your throat.

His eyes half lidded, a lazy grin on his lips looking down at you while you swallowed, lashed batting deceptively sweet up at him.

You'd let the medic in after that, call them in with a love drunk gaze you hope they didn't notice. Eddie's own pupils blown, slumped against the metal lockers while they patched him up.

"I feel better already." Eddie would grin, winking at you.

[vvampirelust]

ellie’s got a hunger for her dad’s latest squeeze

warnings: smut, ellie and reader are 18+, reader is older than ellie (ill let you decide), dom!ellie, sub!reader, oral (r!receiving), ellie’s a horndog, not proof read

Slender yet firm hands grasp your waist in the darkness of a winters morning. Creeping. Searching. Calluses seeking out sensitive skin beneath that goddam flimsy sleepshirt. “What’re you doing?” you gasp, wide eyes seeking out the person responsible for the waft of cool air drifting up your thighs, inching higher and higher ever so slightly. Your palms smack against the freezing countertop, shining white from the moonlight streaking through the kitchen window. 

Hot air blows beneath your earlobe. You shiver. “I’m sorry,” she mumbles,  a tinge of a whine in her tone, “Didn’t mean to scare ya,” she continues, beginning her assault of kisses to the exposed skin of your neck, “Just missed you,” she grunts with each peck, pressing into you from behind, “missed ya so much, babe.” 

“Ellie”

“Mm yeah, that’s my name babe. don’t wear it out,” she chuckles, finding time to joke in-between each wet kiss planted upon your sweet smelling throat. Ellie’s bony hips jut against your ass, the following groan indicating oh. She likes that. She does it again. And again. So, you repeat, “Ellie…Els.” She’s too busy pawing at you, voice rasping as she grunts, “Sound so sexy sayin’ my name,” she can hardly bear to tear her chapped lips away from your skin, “Nobody does it like you babe, ya hear me?” 

“Ellie!” What was supposed to be a whisper-shout ended up coming off as more of a cry. Your hands catching her sneaky fingers as they begin to seek out the exposed waistline of your panties. 

Ellie finally pauses, “Hm?” she hums, hugging you from behind. It’s a sweet hug, you’ll give her that. But no less distracting. 

“We can’t, els,” you sigh, leaning back into her warmth,  “I missed you too but oh, we shouldn’t.” 

Instead of backing off, you can feel Ellie’s mouth curving into a smirk. Like she gives a shit. Her mouth hovers by your ear, touching you. Every breath, every swallow, every flick of her tongue, you could feel. The sounds send tingles rolling down the back of your neck, onwards down your spine. And it doesn’t stop. Because Ellie does what she does best and opens that filthy mouth of hers. 

“Why do you do this to me, huh?” Ellie breathes deeply, a purr to her voice as she fists your thin sleepshirt within her tight grip, veins beneath her tattoo bulging, “Wear this shit around the house? S’like your beggin’ me to fuck you, babe,” ellie whines, drawing out that last syllable. 

She huffs, nosing at you, nipping at your ear, “Makes me wanna do bad things to you.” 

Your clit throbs in response, begging for attention. “Ellie,” you sound so desperate, Ellie has to bite down on her lip to hold back her own sound of want. 

“I’ll make her feel good,” she coos, “hm?” Your back arches as the tingling hits your lower back, a whimpered sound escaping your pursed lips. Els chases you, keeping the front of her body pressed to you as if she feared you would disappear if she let you go. “You want that? Yeah?”

Nimble fingers tease and twist your panties until they’re pooling around your ankles. You’re glad she lets them fall instead of stopping to mock you for how sodden they are. “I know what you need, babe. I’ll make you feel so fuckin’ good, mm, promise,” Ellie rambles almost incoherently, breath becoming heavier as she starts to kiss a pathway down the length of your back. “Just lemme have at it with you baby, gonna be so good, i promise.” 

And as if Ellie were daydreaming, you give in to her urges; head tipping back as her mouth glides over the plush of your behind. Ellie now kneels between your legs, sinking her teeth into your ass and moaning in unison with you. Your back arches at the feeling, presenting your cunt for Ellie to feast. 

“Atta girl,” Ellie growls, hands palming your ass, spreading you further apart, “Prettiest pussy baby, fuck-” 

She delves in. Shiny tongue weaving between webbed folds. She groans, going for a second taste, a longer lick. Ellie slurps at your cunt, the loud, lewd sound causing you to shiver, top half of your body lowering against the kitchen counter. The cold sends a jolt through your already perky nipples, and you squirm.      

“Fuck, sweeter than sugar, babe,” Ellie licks her lips, eyes memorising the sight of your wet cunt, puffy and pulsing for her - she could probably sketch a near accurate drawing in her notebook to keep with her at all times -  diving back in, her tongue and lips explore you. 

She sucks on your aching clit, flicking the talented tip of her tongue in intricate patterns that have your thighs quivering against her flushing cheeks.

 Indents of your teeth scatter across your hand and arm after having to resort to biting into yourself in order to stay quiet. It was the crack of dawn after all. So, you continue to release muffled moans against your skin, eyes squeezing shut in concentration- but fuck  Ellie knows what she’s doing with her tongue. 

“Mmhm, yeahh,” Ellie groans, face smushing into your cunt. Her ego swells with every jolt, jolt, jolt of your hips as her tongue catches the perfect spot in each swirl. 

It’s like magic. Every. Fucking. Time.              

She’s about to make you cum faster and harder than you ever had in your life. She can sense it in the pulsing of your clit, feel it in the tremble of your legs. God, she wants to beg. Please. Please. Please. 

Ellie feels when you slip over the edge before you do, and moans into you. In order to catch every essence of your release, Ellie switches to long yet fast licks up and down the length of you;  from your buzzing clit, over your clenching hole and even daring between those cute cheeks of yours to slick up that tighter hole. 

“Ellie, fuck, fuck, oh my-” Your hand searches for her, finding purchase grasping her dark hair, “I-I’m c-c-”

“Come on, Ellie!” 

“Hm?” Ellie perks up, tearing her gaze away from your ass. Embarrassment. Guilt. Shame. Ellie doesn’t know but it makes her feel hot. You’re still standing in a mix of darkness and moonlight, making sure Ellie and her dad have lunches for the day. 

For fucks sake, the whole reason Ellie agreed to help her dad out at the garage was so she could chat up his latest girlfriend every morning. 

“Ellie.” he tries ... .again. 

“Christ, yeah!” Ellie finally snaps, standing quickly from the kitchen table, “I’m c-” Ellie grunts out a cough and looks down, playing off her behaviour by collecting the dishes from the breakfast you made for her. “Let’s go,” she nods towards her dad so he’ll back off. 

He sighs. Deciding to try and end this by swiftly kissing you goodbye before stomping outside to wait for Ellie. 

“Thanks, for breakfast,” Ellie places the dishes in the sink, sending a timid look your way. You offer her a smile and a hum in answer, you were waiting for her to leave so you could go back to sleep. It breaks apart that ego of Ellie’s. 

“Do I get a kiss goodbye?” Ellie asks, amused as she watches your expression change when her question sinks in. Still shaking off the remains of her little fantasy, Ellie hovers awkwardly just a moment longer before she saunters off after her dad. 

Elbowing her as she passes, “You can kiss my ass,” you joke, laughing. Smiling. At her. It fills Ellie with a newfound determination. 

joel felt too personal idk

[pillow-princess-diaries]

𝚆𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚛!𝙰𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜…

Scenario:- what it’s like to get your guts rearranged by a particular weretiger~

Pairing:- weretiger!Atsushi x gn!reader

Genre:- smut

Type:- headcanons

W/C:- a little over 1k

Tw:-MDNI !! mentions of cockwarming,mating press, full nelson?, oral (m and f giving and receiving),belly bulge, dry humping,deepthroating,tit sucking,nipple play, size kink?69, cum eating ,leash? ,atsushi is in heat and turns into his weretiger form. Also where genetalia are related both male and female alternatives are included!

A/N :- Hi there!! My Name’s cheese and this is my first smut fic!!! I hope you like it and I tagged it appropriately! Also just to clarify, this isn’t canon atsushi but like its supposed to be a more tiger-boy-esque version? But his weretiger form is pretty much the same as in the canon?? Idk if I’m making sense but I hope I am!

Also thanks to @diagonal-queen and @chuuyassluttychoker for giving me feedback and for encouraging me to try writing for this genre!

Weretiger atsushi who is adorable and clingy and so catlike on the daily. He loves rubbing up against you, headbutting you and nuzzling you because it gets his scent on you and marks you as his to all the cats in the area.

Weretiger atsushi who gets even clingier during his heat cycles but doest tell you he’s in heat ,when asked about it he just says he missed you. “But atsushi i was here the entire time?” “But you weren’t in my arms~”

Weretiger atsushi who gets caught humping your pillow as he moans out your name,his hips craving for some kind of contact,his dick painfully hard.

weretiger atsushi who vehemently denies that he was humping your pillow.he would neverrrr.but the moment you look down at his crotch you notice the little tent that has formed.

Weretiger Atsushi,who goes red as you palm his boner through his clothes,your fingers tantalizingly tracing its outline.

Weretiger atsushi who admits to your allegations and begs that you let him fuck you.He looks at your hand basically petting his clothed cock and ask him to get on his knees and beg harder~

Weretiger atsushi who gets embarrassed and goes red but the moment you move your fingers over the now-wet material of his pants he throws his ego to the side,getting on his knees and begging you to let him have his sweet release he looks up at you and bows down touching the ground.

Weretiger atsushi who once you agree to let him fuck you,throws you over his shoulder and rushes to your bedroom.

Weretiger atsushi who throws you on the bed (not hard enough to hurt you!) and frantically strips till he’s fully naked and climbs on top of you.

Weretiger atsushi whose dick has gotten bigger now that he’s in his weretiger form,and is now leaking so much precum it’s embarrassing.

Weretiger atsushi who asks you for permission to take control and once he receives a breathy ‘yes’ literally rips off your clothes and has to keep his mouth from watering as he see your wet little cunt./cock

Weretiger atsushi who runs a singular clawed finger along your folds,gently collecting as much of you’re arousal as he can and licking it off his fingers,savouring your taste (alternatively he’ll pump your little erection until your cream covers his hands,and then he’ll eat it out if the palms of his hands like its the sweetest syrup known to mankindd)

Weretiger atsushi who goes feral as he lowers himself to be at eye level with your pretty little pussy/cock. Who eats you out like he’s been starving for dayssss,his ridged tongue moving softly enough not to hurt you and just enough to make you feel more things than a ribbed condom ever could,sucking on your clit like its a goddam lollipop (Alternatively he’ll wrap his mouth around your length taking it all in and sucking. Bobbing his head as he laps up your cum and precum and runs his tongue along your slit,kissing your tip before he finishes)

Weretiger atsushi who makes you come on his tongue at least two times before he actually fucks you,who wants to milk you for all your worth.

Weretiger atsushi who finally raised himself from your pussy/dick to look at your face,pure pleasure being the only thing he sees.

Weretiger atsushi who finally lines himself up with your pretty little hole, his cock begging to be squeezed by your walls and coated in your cum.

Weretiger atsushi who fucks you in missionary just because he wants to see your adorable face contort in pleasure, moaning,screaming and calling his name.

Weretiger atsushi who despite always going slow and sweet,lubes up his cock and slams into you so hard the bed hits the wall. He waits a while,buried to the hilt as he feels you adjusting to his throbbing length . The feeling of your walls hugging him driving him insanee.

Weretiger atsushi who cums right into you just from that and locks you in a mating press,his balls slapping against your ass as he moves at an inhuman speed.

Weretiger atsushi who fucks you so hard your bed creaks and hits the wall,leaving a small indentation on where the headboard hit it over and over.

Weretiger atsushi who lets you collar him and pull him closer by a leash to kiss you while he fuck you senseless.

Weretiger atsushi who leaves beautiful love bites and hickies all across your chest and collar bones. Who loves marking you up and claiming you as his.

Weretiger atsushi who loves your tits no matter the size,he just loves them. Sucking on them while he ruts into you,watching as they bounce while he fucks you so good you wont be able to walk for days.who loves squeezing your hardened nipples to hear you moan out in both pain and pleasure.

Weretiger atsushi who’s claws leave big blue bruises and shallow claw marks along your hips,who loves to see your juices decorate your tummy and his base when you squirt or when he cums on your stomach.

Weretiger atsushi who loves running his tongue up and down your stomach to collect all his spilled semen and your messy little syrup,who puts his tongue out to show you how he’s taking yours and his loads in like the good little kitten he is.

Weretiger atsushi who loves when you suck him off,who wouldn't mind 69ing if it meant he could feel your mouth around his dick while he feasted on you. Who loves deepthroating you and hearing you gag on his larger-than-usual cock. Who cums down your throat and loves to feel the vibrations of the moans you let out as his hot,sticky cum fills your mouth and flows down your throat. Who thrusts his hips into your mouth and directs your head perfectly ,although he doesn’t even have to because you already know how to pleasure him so well.

Weretiger atsushi who would love the sight of you bouncing on his cock,riding him like the speedy steed he could be,who bucks his hips up into you when you slow down,eliciting a moan from you as feel him hit his your cervix/ g spot.

Weretiger atsushi who places a hand on your tummy just to feel his cock inside you(it drives him crazy.)

Weretiger atsushi who is strong enough to hold you off the ground and fuck you(i think it’s called full nelson?) who goes even more feral when he sees drops of his milky load fall out onto the floor which prompts him to fuck you harder.

and finally weretiger atsushi who goes so nuts at the thought of you filled to the brim with his cum that when he’s cleaning you up,he detransforms and fucks his cum deeper into you with his lithe fingers,making sure to hit a few of your sweet-spots just to make you feel good.

and weretiger atsushi who takes such good care of you after he’s done. Giving you a bath,making sure you take your birth control pills and who holds you close as you both fall asleep afterwards. He may ask for you to cockwarm him as a joke but if youre fully serious about it and actually want to do it,he certainly wouldnt be against it.

Weretiger atsushi who’s your sweet and loving tiger boy who can get a little wild but its finee,it’s not like you dont like it so whats the harm in indulging him~(and yourself)

Taglist (open) :- @diagonal-queen

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[sparklypinkangel]

vacation in hawaii with pope means romantic dinner,spending your day tanning and laughing and reading books and making a whole lot of love on the beach….

pope’s pace was sensual and all that pleasure was making you loose your mind. you reached behind your back to hold his hands, you wanted to be close to him , to feel him.

“fuck, you want to hold my hand,ma ? is that it ?…..so goddam sweet” , his right hand took hold of your forearms,crossed them together behind your back and used them as leverage to take you harder from behind. his other hand find a home in your hair, he layed himself down until his body was fully covering yours before whispering in your ear…

“you’re such a nasty girl,you know that ? letting me fuck you raw under the moonlight at the beach where anyone could see you…”, you squeezed around his cock as you listened to his nasty words,“fuck baby….this pussy’s telling me she wouldn’t mind people knowing how good she’s taking me.”

it’s true, you wanted everyone to know how good pope was making you feel,how attentive of a lover he was. doing you right every single night. you wanted everyone to hear the sound your ass was making against his abs, to see your sweating body’s move against each other.

his cock was hitting every single spot inside you making your eyes roll back,you heard his moans behind you and that made you even wetter.

“i want to ride you….”,you said looking back at him over your shoulder as you started twerking on his cock.

“hell yes.”,he said before manhandling you until you were on top of him,his face perfectly aligned to your beautiful tits,“put it in….fuck you’re so thigh around me…”, with his head throwed back against the towel and his eyes closed,letting the pleasure consume him,pope looked so goddam sexy.

you started moving up and down on his big cock,your hand rested on his abs.

“that’s it…make you cum ma, use me.”,his voice sounded so deep and his eyes were so dark.

as you fucked yourself on him,pope couldn’t believe how lucky he was. and when you started putting on a little show,rolling your hips faster and playing with your tits throwing your head back,he thought that he was in heaven.

“i love your cock baby…..so deep inside me…",you said without a hit of shame, communication was key for good sex and christ was the sex with your boyfriend good.

you level up and got in a crouched down position on him with your hands resting on your knees. this position was hitting all the right spots but you also knew that pope loved seeing his cock got in and out of you.

you ride him passionately and fast,you couldn’t get enough of him and of the pleasure he was giving you,you loved when he was oral in bed and right now he was making all sort of noises encouraging you to keep fucking yourself on his cock.

the beach summer breeze made your hair fly and you looked like a angel.

“shit……mama fuck i’m gonna cum…wait wait i want you to cum first…”, he said trying to slow you down.

“baby you already made me cum three times and you still haven’t…let me baby, come for me pope please i want you to fill me up…i want you to come inside me…”,you said looking into his eyes,you put your knees down and layed your chest on his,kissing down his neck and biting his soft spot.

“yeah ? is that what my nasty girl want ? to be full of my cum ?”,he took your ass between his big hands and started thrusting up in an animalistic pace.

“yeah baby it’s all i want,want you dripping down on me…",you whispered in his ear.

and then just like that,pope was done for….your secret nasty side in the bedroom was driving him insane,he even though you might kill him one day.

hope u loved it ♡ English is not my first language so i apologize for any mistakes <3

[wonton4rang]

guys I love nerds 😔🫶

jake en-o’clock ep. 86 will remain forever in my heart omfg i need thoughts on a drabble about this cutie tutoring you and ending in your pants because goddam it

like not him him babbling about some quantic physics while looking LIKE THAT and you just nodding to everything he says w “omg what else, pretty?” written in your face and all you can think about is his charming smile, his hot accent and the way his hands kept touching your thigh when he got too excited and softly tapped your skin :(( he would be so confused when you kissed him and would deadass ask “aren’t we studying? :(” just to get his lips snatched again and finally follow along, caressing your hair and smiling during the kiss when your hips rolled against his growing bulge

OH MY GOD, guys, should i keep going?

[lokisgoodgirl]

Absolutely Dripping [Avenger!Loki x Fem.Reader]

A link to my Masterlist is HERE Summary: A very wet towel-clad god interrupts your prank. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Smutty. Extreme Loki Thirst. Language. Based on my Hot Gif Drabble: The Towel (w/c 2.9k)

You bit your lip, nerves of excitement flushing through your blood as you rounded the corner toward the men’s locker room. Revenge sat snug in the pocket of your jeans; the small bag of powder nestled against your hip. The plan was perfect. That smug bastard wasn’t going to know what hit him. You’d been planning this all week, waiting until he predictably spent Saturday morning in the Tower gym with Wilson. This’ll teach him to mess with me, you thought; grimacing at the memory of your most unflattering underwear decorating the Avengers common room like goddam bunting.

You looked around, registering the patter of a shower in use down the hall. I’ll be in and out, you thought; frantically scanning the benches. A few kit bags lay dotted around. You squinted, reading the names embroidered into their fabric; Wilson, Barton...Barnes. You smirked, tiptoeing like a cartoonish villain across the tiles, incandescent with silent glee. You unzipped Bucky’s kit bag, rummaging for the prize you sought. Why does he need so much shit for the gym, he lives upstairs; you thought, while one hand fumbled inside the pocket at your hip. Your eyes widened with excitement as they fell on the item in question. His trousers. “Reduced to indulging yourself with the stolen scent of Barnes’ raggedy sweatpants, Agent?” You froze, eyes flickering back and forth against the lockers as you stood hunched with the offending article in your hands. “You really must work on your clandestine techniques, darling. I could hear your elephantine footsteps from the shower-room.”

You spun around, clutching the black sweatpants to your chest. “Loki. Hi.”

Laufeyson leant against the open doorway, a fist holding a towel loosely wrapped around his hips. Clearly, he had been in a hurry. A dark trail of fine hair bordered the towel's edge over his Adonis belt, skin still glistening with fresh droplets of water. You swallowed.

He was soaking. Absolutely dripping, in fact. The dents in his chiselled torso glimmered with a mirrored sheen, flicking his sodden hair back from his face. Water ran down his biceps, catching in the crook of his elbow before pattering to the floor. He crossed his ankles, the jaunty confidence of his stance making it difficult to retain even a nugget of dignity. You felt your cheeks begin to burn under his amused stare.

“You’re probably wondering what I’m doing here.” you chuckled awkwardly. Loki shrugged, inspecting his fingernails. “Not really. There is a degree of inevitability within this scenario that cannot be denied.” You frowned, glancing back at the benches. “Do you...do you need your kit bag? Sorry, I’ll get out the way-”

“I do not require a kit bag.” he snapped haughtily, pacing forward across the tiles. He ran his hands through his sodden black hair, dripping tendrils pasted against his long neck. Fuck, he looked good naked. Well, almost naked. Fuck me, you thought; feeling heat rising in your cheeks. He's even hotter without the leather. He's fucking hotter. If you’d known there was even the possibility he’d be here to catch you, you’d have worn something a bit less...tragic. “You also ‘do not require’ a towel.” you sniffed, trying to sound clever and immediately regretting it. An amused smirk flickered at the god’s lips, his eyes narrowing with intrigue. “Is that so, Agent? Perhaps I should divest myself of it, then.” he purred, careful footsteps edging closer as you shuffled, knees hitting the back of the bench. “I mean, I meant- I didn’t mean now, I meant... because you can dry yourself...you’re always saying you can just dry yourself...oh-never mind.” you spluttered, throwing the sweatpants back on top of Bucky’s bag.

The small plastic square filled with powder fell to the tiles, landing perfectly beside Loki’s left foot. The two of you stared at it, eyes rising in tandem. Loki was brimming with mischief, his wide pupils glimmering with interest in the unexpected drama in which he had become immersed.

“And what, pray tell, is that?” he said, tilting his head as you wished the ground would swallow you whole. “It’s uh...itching powder.” you muttered, pulling at the sleeve of your baggy sweatshirt. Loki couldn’t be standing more than a foot away. You could feel the heat from his shower-fresh skin wafting across the space between you. Clean, fresh musk hung in the air; like warm pine and wet leaves and sandalwood and bergamot. The scent of him. You'd always assumed it was cologne. Christ, you thought; feeling your chest tighten under a roll of feral desire. Keep it together. Trickles ran from his hair to his glistening collarbone, gathering in the hollow. Some made paths over waves of abdominal muscle, soaking into the rich cotton hanging dangerously on his hips. You swallowed, unable to draw your eyes away. "I was under the impression that on Midgard it is considered rude to stare." Loki hummed, rolling his shoulders back and readjusting the fingers toying with the tuck of the towel. "Is that not so?" Your eyes snapped upward, lips opening and closing as you searched your empty brain for a sentence that wouldn’t make you sound like a pervert.

"Mmmm..." he murmured thoughtfully, drawing his bottom lip between his teeth as he marinated in the awkward silence. "So, are you going to get that?" The side of his foot nudged at the baggie lying abandoned on the tiles below. Even his toes are sexy, you thought with an internal whine; noticing your breaths quickening as you lowered on your haunches reaching for the bag. You wobbled, hands flying to the nearest surface to steady yourself. His thighs. Oh god, no. You grimaced, feeling Loki rock into your pathetic grip above his knees. “Sorry.” you mumbled, looking up. His pointed chin was cast down to his chest, the symmetry of his face heartbreakingly perfect. You let out a light whimper.

How many times you’d fantasised about kneeling in front of him just like this, worshipping him with aching slowness. You would trap every growl of pleasure from his throat in your memory as you sucked him dry. Relishing every desperate rut of his hips further into your mouth, fingertips sinking into his bare, godly ass. You could feel wetness sliding in your panties as you bounced weakly on your calves, trying to gain purchase to come back up. They were jelly. His long thighs bulged against your hands through the towel. Imagine how he can fuck with legs like these, you thought; feeling another tide of arousal seep from your pussy. The corner of Loki’s mouth twitched, making his cheekbones sharpen in the bright overhead lights as he observed you through half-lidded eyes. The angle of his jaw highlighted his flawless bone structure as he leant forward, the sharp edges making you dizzy. His patient stare filled your head with absolute filth as you hovered with your mouth level to his crotch, rendered mute. Drops of water from his dripping locks spattered your upturned face. A solitary drip rolled down the side of your nose, catching on the edge of your upper lip. Without thinking, your tongue flicked out, drawing it in. “Are you alright, Agent?” Loki murmured with faux concern, enunciating every word as his keen eyes searched your face. Your thighs began to quiver as you balanced weakly on the balls of your feet. Loki pursed his lips, his voice as richly seductive as it was in the darkness when your fingers crept between your spread legs, alone in your bed. “Do you require some...assistance?” he purred knowingly, the slant of his eyebrows making you feel faint.

“Yes.” you said quickly, the solitary word catching in your throat. Loki smirked, his open palm appearing by your shoulder. “All you had to do was ask, darling.” He raised you slowly as pangs of discomfort shot up your legs. How long had you been down there? It couldn’t have been more than ten seconds, surely, you thought; as his warm breath skated over your lips. You realised you didn’t want to know.

“Since you are so brazenly flirting with failure in this prank of yours, perhaps it’s time to enlist the professional?” he hummed, his thumb wiping trails of moisture from your temple before resting on your cheekbone. Loki’s gaze hovered on your lips, his wide fingertip rubbing the angle of your jaw twice, before releasing you. You nodded, dazed. What the hell is wrong with me, you thought, holding up the baggie of itching powder beneath his sceptical gaze. He pinched it from your grasp, observing it with mild interest. “Well for one thing, Agent...it’s white. Even a simpleton like Barnes will notice a dusting of suspicious powder adorning his black sweatpants, wouldn’t you agree?” Your face fell, realising he was right. “But never fear, darling. Your saviour is here.” Loki winked, shaking the bag as you watched the white powder turn dark. A sly smile spread across your face, mirroring the devilish glint in Loki’s eye. He nodded, an unspoken understanding as you took the bag and opened it carefully. You spread the waist of Bucky’s sweatpants holding the legs in a tight fist and sprinkling the powder liberally in the crotch. “Give them a shake.” Loki whispered gleefully, lips stretching in a broad smile as he relished the mischief afoot. You shook the trousers, scraping the sides together to mesh the powder deeper into the thick fabric. “Good girl.” Loki murmured, folding his arms approvingly. The sound of raised voices echoed in the corridor. “Shit” you gasped, dropping the sweatpants on the floor. Loki’s hands clasped your shoulders, his broad chest inches from your face as you stared up at him, wide-eyed. His features were set in determination, fair skin and emerald eyes accentuated by wet, slicked back hair. God, he was so fucking hot. “If you are to evade discovery, drastic action is required.” he grumbled, ushering you to the side as he snapped his fingers. The sweatpants flew neatly folded into the kit bag, contents re-arranging of their own accord.

“Drastic ac-action?” you stammered, wondering what the hell was happening as your shoulders bumped against the tiled wall in the corner of the room.

Loki had manoeuvred you to a tight L shape space, a row of lockers to the side blocking your view of the door. Panic rose in your stomach, “They’ll see me, Loki, when they come across for the bags...” you hissed, craning around the corner before he pushed you back against the wall. “I think you’ve had enough opportunity to prove your skills in the art of mischief, pet.” he whispered, his forearm pressed against the wall above you, “And sadly lacking, I’m afraid.” The mockery was palpable. You grimaced, making Loki chuckle. Fat strands of sodden hair brushed your cheeks as he towered over you, encased by his semi-naked form against the cold wall. You felt yourself clench, the mess in your panties becoming untenable as he lowered covertly to your ear, lips grazing the skin. You let out a light gasp, a shudder making your knees buckle. “Just stay quiet.” he murmured, as the voices drew closer. “I have a plan.” Your eyes hovered on his twitching pectorals, an impossibly firm bicep flexing as he fiddled with the side of the towel. Moisture glistened against the veins protruding against tight skin, endless drips still caressing down the side of his stomach through deep grooves of muscle. Loki turned, the expanse of his triangular back close enough to bite. Fuck, you thought; as he raised one arm to rest on the side of the lockers, his thick trunk concealing you. You devoured the sight of his shoulder-blades adjusting, the rear of his arms even more toned than the front. Not a fingernail scratch in sight, you thought with interest, before your eyes flew wide; lips pressed tight to conceal a gasp.

He had dropped the towel. You stifled a whimper, unbidden delirious laughter building in your belly as you heard the owners of the voices fumble with the door. “Jesus Christ, Laufeyson...what the hell, man?” Wilson yelled, coupled with a low yowl of surprise from Bucky beside him. "Is it not enough you’re swingin’ that thing around in those tight leather pants 24/7? Fuck, man...puh-lease.” You bit your lip hard, the sharp pain settling rising giggles as you flattened against the tiles. Loki turned to the side, extending his arm to its full length against the wall of lockers. Wilson’s shoes were all you could see of him, the toes shuffling back and forth as he clearly tried to avert his eyes. “Apologies, gentleman. I wasn’t expecting company.” Loki purred, his ass clenching. You sucked your lips between your teeth, a silent girlish scream ringing in your brain as blood thundered in your ears. His rear was an absolute monument to marbled masculinity; it was all you could do not to sink to your knees. Imagine what he looks like from the front, you thought; cupping your mouth with your hands. A silent scream puffing out your cheeks. “Expecting?! Can you believe this guy? Dude, havin’ your dick out is cool, fine...but don’t stand there like one of your brother’s fangirls in the lobby with their ya-ya’s out, c’mon man; this is a public locker room not an Amsterdam shop-window.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about Wilson. This is perfectly normal on Asgard. A little post-workout self-care, if you know what I mean." he said knowingly, a sly twinge in his voice. "Which you just interrupted, actually.”

This was met by a humph of disapproval from the men, low tsks peppering the air as Loki re-adjusted his stance, spreading his legs wider. Wilson’s hand appeared beyond the lockers, a finger waggling toward the belligerent god. “Laufeyson. Do not stand there with your schlong in my face and tell me you were about to masturbate in the same room as my stuff. Please. Tell me that is not what I’m hearing right now.”

Loki chuckled, running a hand through his hair as you slid further down the wall; squeezed as far into the corner as you could get. From this angle, you could see the profile of his cock bobbing adjacent to one muscular thigh, semi-hard. A violent shiver rolled down your spine, brow furrowing with utter, disgraceful need. Bucky piped up. “Go wack it in the showers like a normal dude. Haven’t you just been in there?” From the direction of his voice, you guessed he was facing the door. “Whatever gave you the impression I was one of these...‘normal dudes’ of which you speak, Barnes?” the god hummed, leaning seductively against the lockers. The shoulder closest to your face tightened, his hand shifting across his hips, brushing his growing manhood. “You got that right.” Wilson spat, the squeak of trainers on the tile signalling the stand-off was over. “You got five minutes. And don’t go near my bag. I’ll know, ass-hole.” The door slammed shut, raised voices sounding from the hallway growing fainter as silence reigned in the locker room once more. Loki’s back rose and fell, the scent of his skin hanging in your nostrils like incense. How easy it would be, you thought, just to lean forward and bite him. Right there between his shoulder-blades. Loki cleared his throat. “I’m going to bend down now, Agent” he murmured, casting a cautious glance over his shoulder at your contorted body pressed feverishly against the wall. You nodded; eyes glazed. This is a dream, you thought; watching Loki’s long, lean body squat and gracefully scoop his discarded towel from the floor. This isn’t happening. Not really.

“Desperate times call for desperate measures, darling. I’m sure you’d agree.” he purred, rising and spinning on his heels, the loose towel clutched to his groin. You traced the twin valleys of definition with wandering eyes, on the thin wires of pubic hair creeping beyond the cotton’s reach. The long drape of towel swayed gently between his spread legs; the fist he was using to hold it aloft probably unnecessary.

You took a sharp breath, words forming on your tongue that choked behind your teeth. Loki stepped forward; the fine trail of darkness ghosting his lower stomach becoming a shadow.

The scent of his clean musk was overwhelming, the soaking mess in your underwear sliding against your clit as you squirmed. His bare chest pressed lightly against your sweatshirt, trapping you in the corner under his smouldering stare. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, eyes wide in faux-innocence. “You were desperate... weren’t you, Agent?” “Yes. Thank you, Loki…” you whispered, not knowing what else to say. He hummed approvingly, stepping back to let you pass. “Forget you saw anything with the powder” you said hastily, “and I’ll um, do the same. I never saw...anything.” You waved your hands in front of your eyes for effect, casting them downward as you made your way quickly to the door. Loki’s velvet chuckle sent shivers down your spine as your fingers gripped the doorknob, his palm sliding around your waist from behind; the other flat against the door; holding it shut. He wasn’t holding the towel. Loki pulled you back against his chest, a wall of stomach muscle straightening your spine. You could feel his cock hardening furiously against your ass, rubbing upward as he thrust gently against the soft flesh. His wetted lips grazed the edge of your jaw, making your head tilt to the side. You exposed your neck with a soft moan as more droplets from his hair rolled against your skin. “Don’t you dare forget, Agent.” he purred darkly, messy kisses melting into your heated skin. “We both know that I was not the only one absolutely dripping in this locker room today.”

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[thebearer]

I am on my KNEES on hot GRAVEL, humbly begging you for a full anal blurb like what u just described bc FUCK thats good

minors dni 18+

"Are you ready for your birthday present, Bear?" You stalked towards him, hips swaying.

Carmen felt dizzy, overwhelmed with lust, excitement, love. Between the teeny tiny, lacy lingerie you had on, and the lube in your hands, Carmen was sure he wasn't going to last long tonight.

"You're-You're sure?" Carmen croaked, throat bobbing as he swallowed.

"I told you on your birthday." You hummed, standing between his legs. You tossed the lube on the bed, arms looping around his neck. "It's your birthday." You muttered, lips brushing over his so softly.

Carmen fought the strangled whine in his throat, head rushing, feeling the blood rush to his cock. Hands on your hips, you pushed him back gently on the bed, straddling his waist, arms anchored on the bed by his shoulders.

"Th-Think I should be on top." Carmen panted, teeth grit in pleasure, feeling your lips trail hot kisses along his jaw down to his jugular, tongue licking a wet stripe that had his hips bucking.

"Nuh-uh," You purred, each syllable pouring out slow. "Let me take care of you first, birthday boy. Get you relaxed."

"I'm supposed to make- oh fuck- you relaxed." Carmen's chest heaved slightly, heart skipping when you nipped at his collarbone, sucking a tiny bruise to the flesh there.

"You'll have time." You hummed, lips pressed between his pecks. "But let me do this first."

Carmen lifted his head, chin tucked to his chest to watch you, hands sliding his belt off, working his slacks undone. "Fuckkkk," Carmen groaned, head falling back on the mattress when you kissed him through his boxers.

Time seemed to standstill, clock ticking at half speed for the two of you- a birthday gift from the Universe, Carmen supposed. You laying on the mattress, Carmen's face between your legs while he devoured you- top to bottom. His fingers pushing in and out of your ass, stretching you open like you'd practiced- like he'd learned you liked.

"Carm," You whined, voice lilted and nasally, looking down at him with glassy eyes. "I-I'm close."

Carmen hummed, muffled against your pussy, vibrations sending shockwaves to your core. He could feel you clench around his fingers, hips rolling off the bed lightly. You were almost there, almost loosened up enough for him.

It was the first time he'd actually fuck your ass, the thought making his own cock ache painfully with desire.

You panted, tiny whimpers and moans that flowed in waves of shudders, coming down from your own orgasm. Carmen knelt above you, hooking a leg over his shoulders so your ankles dug into the skin.

"You-You're sure?" Carmen asked, lips and cheeks still wet with your release. It made you blush.

"We don't have to-"

"-Carm." You hummed, mind foggy and gooey. "I'm ready. I'll let you know if it's too much."

Carmen nodded, letting his cock slide angrily through your folds, tapping over your tightest hole. "You promise?"

"I promise." You sighed contently. "'m ready."

The stretch was odd- a foreign feeling that made your heart lurch in your chest. Carmen's shushing, thumb circling your still sensitive clit while he inched deeper and deeper.

"Oh-Oh, fuck. You-You're so goddam tight, holy fuck." Carmen panted, a feigned whimper ghosting on his words, making you clench at the sound.

"Feel ok?"

"Yeah." You nodded, hips rolling slightly. "Just-Just let me feel it f'a little bit. Get used to it."

Carmen tried to keep himself still, but with every rolls of your hips, face relaxing more and more at the feeling- he was sure he wasn't going to make it. He was so close, just seeing himself in your ass, feeling you squeeze around his length.

You gave him the ok and he started slow, tiny thrusts, daring to go further with each one until your eyes were rolling back when he hit a certain spot. The breath leaving your lungs, clawing the sheets, thighs shaking at the sensation.

Carmen watched in amazement, actions repeating until you were screaming, back arching, clawing at his arms. He came embarrassingly quick, in his opinion, but he was too dizzy and drunk off his own high to care. Collapsing on top of you, face pressed into your neck, heaving breaths mixed with rambling praise into your sweat licked skin.

[sweetsweetjellybean]

Addiction | Steve Harrington

TW: FemReader. Roughish Sex. Cream Pie. Addiction & Drugs used metaphorically. 18+ No Minors WC: 586

"Is this what you wanted?"

Both rough hands come down on your ass with an audible crack. He squeezes your burning skin, spreading you wider. The sound of spit leaving his mouth precedes the feeling of it, warm wet, dripping down your ass to where he's splitting you open, lubing his cock before he fucks into you deeper with thrusts so hard you can barely hold the position.

"Yes. Fuck me."

Inching your knees apart, arching your back giving him access to take what he wants.

"Like this?" One hand leaves your hip to slap at your breast, tearing down your bra cup to pull and pinch your nipple.

"You want it to hurt?"

You do, but just a little, just the right cocktail, like a dose of morphine that sends you rocketing into ecstasy. That's what you want from him, and you'll let him get you there any way he wants, but right now, all you can do is sigh and moan as his big cock pummels your velvety walls without mercy, hitting places that only he has managed to find, making you so wet you can feel it dripping between you, more slick leaking with every hard thrust.

"Answer me," his hand moves underneath you, thumb and forefinger pinching your clit. 

"Anything," you moan as the pain twists with pleasure like two threads weaving together, "You can do anything you want to me."

Anything, as long as he makes you cum.

He growls, pushing your head down to the dirty floor, and changes the angle. The head of his cock pounds your front wall, hitting your g-spot over and over. White lights explode behind your eyes, your body shakes uncontrollably even before you've reached your peak.

"Goddam," his chest covers your back, leaning over you, rutting into you with his lips at the shell of your ear, "Who gets to fuck your tight cunt?" He asks panting, his fingers drawing circles around the bundle of nerves at your center.

"You...it's yours, Steve," your voice is a shaky whimper as you surrender to him fully. Breaking for him is just part of the build. Giving in to his dominance makes the fire burn hotter.

"Say it again," hips snapping, teeth nipping the soft skin of your shoulder.

"It's yours," you cry out as pleasure takes hold and euphoria rushes through every cell, overwhelming your senses, legs shaking violently as your pussy pulses around him.

"Fuck," he groans, pushing his cock in as deep as he can get, short thrusts like somehow he can make more room, possess more of your body. His thick spend coats your walls, filling you to overflowing, and you can't get enough. Your cunt milks him for every last drop as your orgasm keeps going long past his.

He pulls out quickly, sitting back on his heels, breathing hard, "If it's mine, then show it to me."

Tears sting your eyes as they fall over your lash line. With a shuddering breath, you reach behind and spread your ass for him, your pussy still clenching, discontent with the new feeling of emptiness. His hot cum drips from your well-used opening, and you're already craving more. 

"Good girl," his thumb drags up your slit, spreading the wetness. He covers one of your hands with his, squeezing softly, letting you know he's finished before tucks himself away,  leaving you in the quiet of the room. But you know he'll be back. He's just as addicted as you.

—If you've enjoyed, please reblog & comment. It goes a long way in helping others find my work.

[chuuyascumsock]

Weretiger atsushi who is adorable and clingy and so catlike on the daily.he loves rubbing up against you, headbutting you and nuzzling you cos it gets his scent on you and marks you As his to all cats in the area.

Weretiger atsushi who gets even clingier during his heat cycles but doest tell you he’ll i heat,when asked about it he just says he missed you. “But atsushi i was here the entire time?” “But you werentin my arms~”

Weretiger atsushi who gets caught humping your pillow as he moans out your name,his hips craving for some kind of contact,his dick painfully hard.

weretiger atsushi who vehemently denies that he was humping your pillow.he would neverrrr.but the moment you look down at his crotch you notice the little tent forming.

Weretiger Atsushi,who goes red as you palm his boner through his clothes,your fingers tantalizingly tracing its outline.

Weretiger atsushi who admits to your allegations and begs that you let him fuck you.he looks at your hand basically petting his clothed cock and ask him to get on his knees and beg,

(Weretiger atsushi who gets embarrassed and goes red but the moment you move your fingers over the now-wet material of his pants he throws his ego to the side,gettin on his knees and begging you to let him have his sweet release he looks up at you and bow down touching the ground.

Were tiger atsushi who once you agree to let him fuck you,throws you over his shoulder and rushes to your bedroom.

Weretiger atsushi who throws you on the bed (not hard enough to hurt you!) and frantically strips till he’s fully naked and climbs on top of you.

Weretiger atsushi whose dick has gotten bigger now that he’s in his weretiger form,whose dick is now leaking so much precum it’s embarrassing.

Weretiger atsushi who asks you fir permission to rake control and once he receives a breathy ‘yes’ literally rips off your clothes and has to keep his mouth from watering as he see your wet little cunt./cock

Weretiger atsushi who runs a singular clawed finger along your folds,gently collecting as much if you’re arousal as he can and licking it off his fingers,savouring your taste (alternatively he’ll pump your little erection until your cream covers his hands,and then he’ll eat it out if the palms of his hands like its the sweetest syrup known to mankindd)

Weretiget atsushi who goes feral as he lowers himself to be at eye level with your pretty little pussy/dick. Who eats you out like he’s been starving for dayssss,his ridged tongue moving softly enough not to hurt you and just enough to make you feel more things than a ribbed condom ever could,sucking on your clit like its a goddam lollipop (Alternatively he’ll wrap his mouth around your length taking it all in and sucking and bobbing his head as he laps up your come and precum and runs his tongue along your slit,kissing your tip before he finishes)

Weretiger atsushi who makes you come on his tonge at least two times before he actually fucks you,who wants to milk you for all your worth.

Weretiger atsushi who finally raised himself from your pussy/dick to look at your face,pure pleasure being the only thing he sees.

Were tiger atsushi who finally lines himself up with your pretty little hole, his cock begging to be squeezed by your walls,coated i your come.

Weretiger atsushi who does you in missionary as he wants to see your adorable face contort in pleasure, moaning screaming and calling hia name.

Weretiger atsushi who despite always going slow and sweet,lubes up his cock and slams into you so hard the bed hits the wall.he waits a while,burried to the hilt as he feels you adjusting to his throbbing dick.the feeling of your walls hugging him driving him insanee.

Weretiger atsushi who comes right into you just from that and locks you in a mating press,his balls slapping against your ass as he moves at an inhuman speed.

Weretiger atsushi who fucks you so hard your bed creaks and hit the wall,leaving a small indentation on where the headboard hit it over and over.

Were tiger atsushi who lets you collar him and pull him closer by a leash to kiss you while he fuck you senseless.

Weretiger atsushi who leaves beautiful love bites and hickies all across your chest and collar bones.who loves marking you up and claiming you as his.

Were tiger atsushi who loves your tits no matter the size,he just loves them. Sucking on them while he ruts into you,watching as they bounce while he fucks you so good you wont be able to walk for days.who loves squeezing your hardened nipples to hear you moan out in both pain and pleasure.

Weretiger atsushi who’s claws have left big blue bruises along you

Hips,who loves to see your juices decorate your tummy and his base when you squirt or when he comes on your stomach.

Weretiger atsushi who loves running his tongue up and down your stomach to collect all his spilled semen and your messy little syrup who puts his tongue out to show you how he’s taking yours and his loads in like a good little weretiger

Weretiger atsushi who loves when you suck him off,who wouldnt mind 69ing if it meant he could feel your mouth around his dick while he feasted on you. Who loves deepthroating you and hearing you gag on his larger-than-usual dick.who comes down your throat and loved to feel the moan you let out as his hot sticky come fills your mouth and flows down your throat.who thrusts his hips into your mouth and directs your head perfectly ,although he doesn’t even have to because you already know how to pleasure him so well.

Weretiger atsushi who would love the sight of you bouncing on his cock,riding him like the speedy steed he could be,who bucks his hips up into you when you slow down,eliciting a moan from you as feel him hit his your cervix/ g spot.

Weretiger atsushi who places a hand on your tummy just to feel his cock inside you(it drives him crazy.)

Weretiger atsushi who is strong enough to hold you off the ground and fuck you(i think it’s called full nelson?) who goes even for feral when he sees drops of his milky load fall out onto the floor which prompts him to fuck you harder.

and finally were tiger atsushi who goes so nuts at the thought of you filled to the brim with his cum that when he’s cleaning you up,he detransforms and fucks his cum deeper into you.

and weretiget atsushi who takes such good care of you after he’s done,giving you a bath,making sure you take your birth control pills and who holds you close as you both fall asleep afterwards. He may ask for you to cockwarm him as a joke but if youre fully serious about it and actually want to do it,wouldnt be against it.

Were tiger atsushi who’s your sweet and loving tiger man who can get a little wild but its finee,its not like you dont like it so whats the harm in indulging him~

(Its umm a bit much but i hope its okay!!)

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Ok, ok— so I’m not exactly an Atsushi simp, BUT HOLY FUCK ANON THAT WAS REALLY GOOD. YOU SERVED SO MUCH CUNT IT COULD FEED AN ENTIRE VILLAGE— A CITY EVEN.

I really think you should start posting your content to your blog for everyone to see instead of sending it through me and my silly inbox (though I’d still love to see your ideas through it). BUT FR THE PEOPLE WILL TEAR THIS SHIT UP LIKE ATSUSHI TORE UP THAT ASS IN THESE HCS.

[poppy-metal]

losing my mind over lap teasing w jordan. jordan li as an ass person. the lap dance submission is putting holes in my brain now i need movie night w the crew, you’ve taken your seat in her lap and fem!jordan just keeps her hands on your hips, forcing them back and forth, even sneaking a few bounces. you try and tell her to cut it out even though you can feel your panties sticking to your poor empty wet cunt, knowing that as soon as this room clears out, she’s gonna have you bent over, face mashed into the mattress while you clench around her fat strap. she’ll grip and squeeze your ass, watching the fat spill between her fingers. won’t be able to take her eyes off the recoil.

whines and cries and throws a fit

fem!daddy jordan :((( sitting in their lap all night nd getting more and more frustrated the longer you're not alone with them, you love the others, but you want to get fucked and they're clit blocking you. panties sticky as you shift around in jordans lap, empty pussy clenching whenever jordan squeezes your hips or bounces you on their knee. its kinda a game to them, seeing how long you last before you get so needy you cant even be social anymore. andre tries joking with you and you're bratty now, rolling your eyes at him and pouting. so cute. jordan is quick to kick everyone out then, "alright, losers, parties over. get the fuck out of my room."

n you'd be more embarrassed at the knowing look in everyones eyes and even the smirk on cates face if you weren't so goddamed wet between the legs. its not long after that you find yourself bent over, ass up, arms hugging your favorite plushie that you keep at jordans as they kiss up your arched back, fat strap pushing inside that needy cunt.

"fuck - you fucking take it so good. this what you wanted? daddy's fat cock in your pussy?"

you're already out of it. wet hole sucking their strap in as they pound into you from behind. you're backing up on it, the fat of your ass bouncing off their pelvis. still you manage to babble your assent, "yes - yes daddys cock in my pussy - wanted daddy's cockkkk - fuck, fuck, fuck. daddy!"

god, you're so hot like this this. just completely lost on their strap. mindless for it, body moving on instinct, to the point where they dont even need to fuck into you, because you're just fucking taking it. hungry pussy slamming back against their dick, and they just lean back, grip the bouncing globes of your ass and spread the cheeks - so they can look at the lewd fucking view of that juicy pussy speared open on them, impaling yourself up and down on it.

"that's it, baby. work that pussy on my dick - fuck you're so fucking hot. god, the way you back up on it - shit."

and hearing how much it affects them, even if the strap isn't their real cock, and it can't possibly feel as good for them as it does in masc!form - despite their multiple reassurances that it feels fucking amazing - you still need to hear it. need to know they enjoy it as much as you. so you look back at them as you start slammping your ass down even harder on the silicone cock, eyes big and doe like. bottom lip jutted out, "yeah? daddy likes it? daddy likes my pussy?"

you say it so high pitched and girly you nearly make them cum right there. their teeth dig into their bottom lip and they have to look up at the ceiling for a second to get their bearings, "jesus, fuck." - fingers digging into the fat of your waist as you dont let up, working your cunt on them as best you can. you take the time to admire how their chain bounces around their throat a little, the sway of those hot fucking tits - before they look back down and you see the shift in their expression. practically as feral as you now.

"fucking - c'mere." they come over you, their chest pressing down against your back, tits against your shoulders, and you feel their arms come under you, band around your waist. hunched over you almost, they dig their knees into the bed, getting balance and you know that means you're really fucking in for it, when they're bracing themselves like that. their hips drag back, thick strap sliding out of your cunt till just the fat head teases at your slick opening. "gonna fucking show you how much daddy likes this pussy-"

they slam inside - from then on its a proper pounding. you can do nothing but let your eyes roll back and let soundless screams fall past your lips as your little cunt is pummpled into the mattress. the wet slap of the base of the silcone meeting the juicy lips of your pussy fill the room, along with the shaking of the bedframe from the way they're using their braced knees as momentum to fuck you down into it. you doubt many men can fuck their wives as good as jordans fucking you right now with their strap.

"uh, uh, uh, uhhhhhhhh - da- d- daddyyyy-"

"yeahhhh - yeah. you love that big daddy dick in your little girl cunt - "

"uh huh uh huh uh huhhh."

"gonna fuckin' cum in you. gonna breed this pussy full with this fucking nut -"

because of course jordan has the kind of strap that cums. fuck, you're the luckiest girl in the world.

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

It takes a mob part 3

Part one 

previously

“This place is a dump Bill.”

“Hey! Excuse me if I wasn’t expecting company!”

Bill grimaced as he pushed a couple takeout boxes of the kitchen island. Renting alone was difficult enough; maybe he hasn’t swept or scrubbed in a while. He’s been busy, sue him!

The kid didn’t seem to mind, he was too busy chewing on a rabbit ear to complain.

Ken grimaced as he bounced the squirt,

“Forget company Bill, you got an entire war in your kitchen.”

“It you’re going to complain so much about it then lend a hand?”

“Oh no man, you forget. I’m holding Danny, this is an important job! Can’t have him crawling around here and picking up diseases. This is much more important than being your busboy.”

Bill raised a brow, watching as Marv snuck up behind Ken and scooping up the kid with a chuckle.

“Oh yeah? Looks like you’ve been relieved. Hop to it bus boy.”

“Marv!!”

“Didn’t want Danny to pick up your garbage attitude.”

Bill held back a groan as the two dumbasses started a game of keep away with the boy.

He was tired. What was supposed to be a quick beer on a night off has turned into a four am game of house.

The chaos paused when a whimper broke into the air.

“Look what you did Marv!”

“Me!? Ken you didn’t have to-“

The kid was fully bawling his eyes out and the two jackasses where too wrapped in their pissing match to notice.

Grabbing the boy from the two of them, Bill leveled the with a glare as he gently bounced the kid on his hip.

“He ain’t a toy you bozos! Be glad you didn’t drop him and crack his head open!”

Not breaking his glare Bill made his way to his couch and lowered himself to the cousins with a weary sigh,

“I’m cashing in the IOU’s. You two idiots get to clean the apartment.”

Bill raised his unoccupied hand at Ken’s sputtering,

“I’m not fucking finished numb nuts. You two are goin’ to clean and think about what you did. The tyke is barely old enough to raise his head! I don’t care if he’s a meta or not. The only reason he’s here and not at the Wayne foundation is because it’s safer with us than in the goddam system! The second that changes I’m not afraid to pack him up and take him there myself. Am I clear?”

Ken let out an annoyed “yes sir.”

Marv for his part looked properly chastised.

“Alright, now get.”

Letting out another sigh, Bill turned his attention to Danny.

“Let it out kid, just let it out.”

With a little bounce Bill brought his feet up and tried to get himself comfortable leaning against the arm rest.

‘The kid has a set of healthy lungs at least...’

“I’m really sorry you got to deal with a couple lugs like us. If it makes you feel any better, Kenny’s 19 and Marv has only handled older youngin’s before. There’s a learning curve.”

Bringing the squirming tot to his chest Bill began to run his palm up and down his back, mildly marveling at how much he could cover in one small swipe.

“Truth is, I’m probably no better. At least those two have excuses. If I fuck up don’t hold back on old Billy alright? Lord knows I can get my head up my ass at times.”

Danny let out a little hiccup as his crying petered out. Glancing down, Bill switched to rubbing a small circle with his thumb as the baby’s eyes began to droop.

‘Huh.. I thought his eyes were blue?’

Bill gave a mental shrug. It probably had something to do with his meta-abilities. God forbid if he drew the line in the sand over an eye color change.

The kid was fighting to stay awake; it was kind of adorable watching him try to keep his eyes open.

That being said a sleeping baby was easier to deal with than awake one.

‘Ok, think Bill, think. What would old man do?’

Glancing around, he made a face.

‘They won’t hear me over their own swearing...’

Clearing his throat, Bill hummed as he tried to recall some old words.

“Go to sleep you littl’ baby.. Go to sleep you littl’ baby. Your mama’s gone away and your daddy’s goin’ to stay.. Didn’t leave nobody but the baby..”

Bill kept humming as he tried to recall the next verse.

He hadn’t heard the song since he was a tyke himself, sue him.

He could almost feel the moment when the little man lost the war with sleep.

“Honey on a rock and sugar don’t stop.. gotta bring a bottle to the baby..”

Bill was pretty sure he got that lyric wrong, what Danzo didn’t know couldn’t hurt him.

Bill kept humming as he listened to the sound of Gotham outside. The early bird would be just starting their commute by now.

Actually, why weren’t the numbskulls making any noise? If they think he was going to accept any half ass cleaning for two favors than they had quite a bitching to look forward to.

‘Not right now.’ Bill felt his humming slow down, ‘can’t risk waking the kid,’

He was aware he was joining Danny in Dreamland at this point; the fact of the matter is he been up for almost 24 hours and is supposed to go in tonight anyways.

He deserved some sleep after all this shit.

Gently laying his arm over Danny, he let his body relax as the first rays of dawn entered the apartment.

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[prettygirleli]

Smoke Session, Hobie Brown.

so this is my first lil snippet, (have mercy on a poor soul) and I lowkey have no idea what to do to make this as good as the stories I be reading, so imma wing it and hope it isn't ass.

contains: mentions of marijuana, a little kissing, Hobie being a bit of a bully, n-word usage, it's gonna be a poc reader cus that's what I am, please enjoyyy <3

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you laid on your stomach, your chin resting on your folded arms as you watched Hobie intently. he was sitting across from you on your bed, rolling up as Jhené Aiko played in the background. "Bee?"

"yes?"

"I can smoke wit you this time?"

he raised a brow questioningly, glancing up from his work to eye you for a second. not answering, he brought the paper up to his lips to lick, ignoring your gaze which was heavy on his skin. he'd often roll up and smoke a blunt (sometimes two) when he'd come over, but you'd never smoked with him. lately, though, you became curious, and wanted to try it out.

"Hobie." he looked at you again, finishing up with the blunt in his fingers. "yea, love?"

"can I smoke wit you?"

"are you sure you want to?" you deadpanned, glaring at him with an incredulous look on your face. "you think I woulda asked a nigga for something if I didn't want it?" he smacked his teeth, fumbling in the sheets for the lighter he had taken out earlier. "ight, now, low it. it was a question. have you even smoked before?"

you looked down, playing with a loose seam in your blanket. "once. in my freshman year."

"oh my days-" you threw a pillow at him. "shut up!"

he laughed, deflecting the pillow with his forearm as he looked at you amusedly. "freshman year?" he laughed again, gripping the black tank top that covered his torso loosely, giving you brief flashes of his chest whenever he moved.

your cheeks grew hot as you rolled your eyes. "that's not that long ago. can I smoke wit you or nah?" his laughter quieted down to barely concealed chuckles.

"yeah, sure you can, pretty thing. c'mere." you sat up, and the both of you scooted closer to each other, ruffling the sheets and blankets before finally settling.

"I'll even let you have the first hit." he held the blunt to your lips, and you looked down at it apprehensively, a bit unsure of yourself. you took it from his fingers as he held the lighter up to the end of the blunt, setting it aflame for a small second.

"ight, j's take a deep breath in, hold it in for a bit, and let it out, pretty." he watched you closely, eyes glued onto you as you let the smoke leak slowly out of your pretty and plump glossed lips. you hit it one more time before passing it back to him, and watching him take his hit.

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"y'know, school was really just a scam set up by the government to keep us trapped in this mindset-"

you groaned, interrupting Hobie, this being the millionth time you've heard this rant.

"whaaat? it was, and it still is-''

"okay, but you're ruining my first high in years. can't we just sit here and look at each other? be all romantic and shit?"

he smirked, letting out a low chuckle as he leaned back against the wall and held his arms out for you. "c'mere. I can be romantic if you want. y'know I love looking at you, pretty thing."

with a roll of your eyes and a barely contained smirk, you crawled over to him and climbed into his lap, your legs straddled over his hips. he ran his hands down from your waist, to your ass, and down your thighs, his warm and lengthy fingers spread over your soft skin.

Hobie's eyes were low and red as he stared into yours, leaning his face into your hand on his cheek. the LEDs in your room were a low pink, almost, complimenting the atmosphere nicely, along with Masego playing quietly.

"goddam, love." "what?"

he let out a quiet laugh, a deep one that came from his chest. he began running his thumbs along the back of your thighs before speaking. "you're just so damn stunning, yeah?"

your face grew warm and you looked away, smiling slightly as he brought his hand up to your face and made you look at him. you both kept your eyes locked onto each others, and you felt hypnotized by the deep, rich brown of his irises.

"and I'm absolutely enamored with you."

you let out a long, slow breath, your eyes flicking down to his full lips, his eyes doing the same to you.

"Bee?"

"hmm?"

"I really fucking love you, man." he chuckled at this, wrapping his long and lanky arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him.

"yeah? I really, really fucking love you too."

you placed both of your hands on the sides of his face, bringing his face closer as you kissed him, his lips soft against yours. he let out a quiet and contented groan as he slid down the wall, slumping against your pillows and blankets so you were right on top of him as you two made out. the pace was slow and lazy, but hella passionate and loving. you sat up, your hands on his chest for grounding as you smiled down at him a bit breathless.

he furrowed his brows in confusion as he looked up at you. "what'd you stop for?"

you giggled and tilted your head as you spoke. "I really love this so-"

you were cut off by the music stopping, and your speaker powering off.

"oh, you bitch!"

Hobie's loud laugh echoed off the walls in your room, and you crossed your arms and frowned at him.

'it's not funny." "it's hella funny, love."

[lovelynoisyfun]

Caution on the trail

By: LFN (lovely noisey fun)

NSFW lesbian encounter whilst camping

18+ Minors DNI

I wake up in my camper. Slide on my summer dress and panties. Tie my messy head in a soft bun and go explore. I pick an easy trail.

Chipmunks and squirrels chase each other in circles around massive tree trunks. The sun is warming my shoulders, so I pull down the front of my dress. Massaging my breasts as they bathe in the rays, burning off my sleepiness.

A twig snaps and I see you far ahead. I can make out your tan legs and khaki shorts. Are those binoculars? I let out a giggle and wave. You twist away. Busted!

I straighten the straps on my dress and put on my sunhat. The chase is on, but I walk slow, pausing to gawk at the ferns and wildflowers. I watch the wind push and pull the walls of trees on either side of me. Drops of rain land on my lips. When I look ahead, you are gone.

Maybe my sleepy mind has played a trick on me. Maybe I conjured you peeping? Maybe I'm so horny that the universe sent a mirage. An oasis image that I can later cum to.

The heat is picking up as I speed ahead. Best for a short walk, then a dip in the lake. I turn a corner and hear hooves. A buck and his doe cross the trail in two fluid hops, not two feet in front of me. I suck in my breath. I've never seen deer before!

"They are amazing, aren't they?" I jump at the voice. I turn around, and there you are. Your khaki shorts are tight around your thick thighs. I sneak a peek at your breasts framed very nicely in a black tank top.

I cross over to the bench. It's recessed a good five feet into the forest. Trees and shrubs are overgrown, giving shade and privacy. "Well hello, what a great spot for spying on the forest critters." I say.

I cross over to you and turn my back. "For spying on people too." I left up my dress, arching my back, displaying my pink panties. Then I sit.

Your cheeks flush as you look down. I take your chin in my hand and lift your pretty face towards mine. "I hope you liked what you saw. I like what I see here." Your body is melting towards mine, so I plant a small kiss.

Your moans start quietly but grow as I kiss your forehead, nose, lips, and cheeks. You paw at the hem of my dress to pull me closer. My hat falls backwards, and your binoculars tumble to the ground. Our hands are free to explore.

I trace the tops of your breasts with my fingers and lick circles with my tongue. Your top has a built-in bra perfect to tease your nipples as I gentle pinch them forward. You moan louder but stop. "Does that feel good?" I ask.

Your breath starts skipping. You sputter out, "Touch my pussy it's so swollen all of the sudden." You shimmy down your shorts and panties leaning back on the bench. Your hair is trimmed but the outline your lips are as plain as day.

I gently place my open hand on your puss, cupping your swollen lips as my fingers tickle your bottom. Rubbing your mound up and down and side to side. With each rub, I press a little harder. As I reach up to touch your breasts, I say, "This is no good! Take your top off so I can take all of you in." I fold your clothes for a makeshift pillow. My dress comes off to cushion your ass.

Now I can see all of you and goddam! Your brown skin stretches over a soft belly. Your breasts are full with swollen, chestnut nipples. I start to grope and suckle. Using two hands to hold your tit still.

I feel your hips press up on my chest. A signal that your pussy comes first. I keep a hand on your breast, rolling your nipple with my fingers.

I paint your lips with the leaking cum. Perfect lube to enter you. I pause to smell your cunt on my fingers. The smell spirals me into a horny mess. I lower my leg over the seat bench. Needing to grind and hump my lips on the rounded edge.

Licking you from my hand, I leave lots of slobber to further ease my fingers back in. It's hot and snug. It's so much. Your moans are driving me crazy. I smash and ride my pussy on the bench.

I feel the bundle of folds inside you. As a stroke your g spot, you moan louder and start to grind. I tell you to shush and relax. Coaching you to feel the sensations with stillness. "They're stronger that way." I purr.

Your sticky cum is pouring as I push my fingers in and out. Taking care to stroke your bundle for extra pleasure. You grab my other hand to suck on my fingers. We lock eyes in awe. My pussy is so wet I'm gliding on the edge.

I burrow my mouth and tongue in your pussy. Teasing your clit with tiny sucks. I work your labias with my mouth and hand. You can't control the bucking anymore. I slow the pace, pausing to suck on your tits.

I slide back in, feeling how open you are. I slide a finger into your ass using your cum. I your body is wild. Your fucking yourself on my hands. We build to a rapid pace as I go back down. Firmly sucking your clit to attention.

All of your pussy presses on my mouth and I lap and hum. I can't get enough of this. Your cunt is hitting my face with furious intent. I feel your pussy seize as you yelp out. You grab my head and smash it to you. Gently riding my face in a spasmic rhythm. Slowing with each fading after shock.

I lift my head. I grin through a cum smeared face.

"I have a camper, you know. It's on an electric site. Has a shower too. I cleaned all my toys. They're charging as we speak. Let's get you cleaned up and see what happens. Would you like that?"

You nod and off we go.

💋

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 22 here //Series Masterlist

Chapter 23

Summary : A certain vivid dream drives Loki towards a conclusion.

Warning: 18+,soft smut, dirty talking, mention of stalking, mention of psychological torture, angst, insecurities, ptsd, self deprecating behaviour, panic attack, praise kink, soft precious bean loki, sub loki

You had made your way back to the front porch after eavesdropping on the conversation Loki had with your mother. He stepped out the front door and he noticed the look on your face so he smiled, walked towards you, cupped your cheeks to kiss your forehead and then he kissed you on the lips softly. As soon as you were in your hotel room you jumped into his arms and kissed him passionately.

Yeah your man standing up for you like that was sexy as hell.

He laid you down on the bed and you just wanted to go crazy on him like an animal in heat, your mouth latched onto his shoulder blades as you sucked and nipped on the skin a little before you sighed and put your head back down on the bed.

"I have been so angry these past few years lo" you mumbled so he focused his attention on your face instead of your bare bosom that was distracting him in all the best ways.

"You have been angry love?"

"Mmmhmmm Just .. utterly sad and sooo goddamed angry. I used to go by my days knowing that I'd never find anyone i would actually want to be with, let alone someone like you..i mean you're wayyyy out of my league" your eyes were teary but you chuckled still, you felt his cock rubbing over your clit and it made you moan in response, your emotions had gotten into an overdrive but you loved it, you loved feeling this way, for the first time in your adult life you were actually feeling genuine happiness.

"That is just not true my love, it is me who is not worthy of you" he caressed your cheek with the back of his fingers so you shook your head.

"Shhhh..Don't say that..you don't even know your own worth, i know you love me my sweet baby but you don't have to say that, never in my wildest I could have imagined that a man who looks like you and a god who possesses such otherworldly powers would give me even a second glance but here you are loving me, adoring me, fighting for me.." you gasped as you felt the tip of his cock sliding inside slowly "Making me feel as if I'm the only woman you'd ever want to be with…it feels surreal and it feels good to be treated the way I have always wanted to be treated" he placed his forearms next to your head, trapping you underneath his body and his thumbs wiped your tears, you still had a smile on your face so he kissed you softly before he spoke.

"You are my only woman my darling, you're my best friend and you're the only person I see whenever I close my eyes and envision the future that is ahead of us, my only fear is that you will not be there with me and I would go to any length to prevent that from happening. I know you always worry that I never would have glanced your way if we hadn't met under such circumstances but perhaps you are wrong. Even if we hadn't met the way we did, i just know I would have found you anywhere anytime, even with several unknown faces all around my heart would have brought me to you and you to me. That is something I truly believe" you caressed his scalp with your fingers softly as his sweet words filled your heart with so much of love that you didn't even know how to contain them.

"Godd I'm just always worried that someday you won't feel the same way about me" your lips trembled as you spoke so he kissed you again.

"I know and I fear the same but as I have said before, you are my truest friend in the whole nine realms, you gave me the love and acceptance I never had before and i will never not be crazily in love with the woman who makes me want to become a better man for her"

You kissed him tenderly and wrapped your legs around his waist, he moaned as your hips rolled forward and his cock stilled deep inside your warmth.

"Mmm I love you lo and I love having sex with you, I guess that's one of the reasons why I don't feel angry any more" you mumbled to lighten up the mood and it made him chuckle but then his face turned serious, definitely not in a bad way though. Not at all.

"Yeah you love being taken by me this way everyday..don't you?" He whispered, his voice deep and shallow in your ears, you could listen to him talk to you like this forever.

"Mmmhmmm yesss everyday, every moment I want you Loki, godd yess" he moaned as he picked up the pace, your hands caressed the skin of his back before you lowered them down and cupped his ass to give them a soft squeeze, sculpted muscles flexing and relaxing with every harsh thrust. As both of your orgasms crashed together he collapsed next to you to catch his breath but as usual he was the first one to recover so he took care of you in the best possible way and you felt so tired that you didn't even remember when you had fallen asleep.

"Where in the name of hel are we?" Loki sighed as he looked around, it seemed like a carnival but he couldn't have been sure. It's been years since he had entered this realm. He knew this was a bad idea but he and Thor had made a wager along with the warriors three and they had to fulfill the conditions.

"Seems like a celebration" Thor chuckled, Loki looked around and they were surrounded by hundreds of people. There were rides at the fair and kids were playing, he also basked in the beauty midgardian women had to offer and that's exactly why they were there.

"Alright brother, we shall meet the next morning at the same place, good luck on your quest, wish me the same, though I do not care for the luck, all of you will be defeated" Thor mumbled arrogantly so Loki rolled his eyes and gave his brother a pat on the back.

This was a bad idea, the wager was to sleep with as many midgardian women as all of them could in one night and they also needed to bring a souvenir of sorts from each of their conquests. He looked around and his eyes met with plenty of young looking midgardian women, one of the conditions also imposed that they weren't to reveal their names or anything about themselves to any of these women. Contradictory to popular belief Loki did detest lying but he had a reputation to maintain here.

He saw Thor leaving with not one but two willing sexual partners at the same time and he knew he had to pick up his game. He looked around again and that's when his gaze fell upon a beautiful woman and he didn't understand why he wasn't able to take his eyes off her. She had a blue shirt on with a black trousers, the simplest garment but still he felt drawn towards her aura like a moth to a flame..

"Okay now, you see that guy over there?" You looked at the man in a blue suit near the cotton candy stall, he was a good 20 feet away from you. He was also devastatingly handsome. You always had a hard time finding guys attractive in real life but this one seemed as if he was a prince charming from a Disney movie or something. Long raven hair, angelic face, and he was taller than a tower, In twenty five years of your life you had only ever seen men like him on tv until this moment. He looked like a Greek god.

"What do you want me to do Chelsea?" you asked her, contempt evident in your voice, your mother had just started to date this new man David after the divorce and you wanted to be happy for her and you wanted her to move on but hanging out with his daughters and their vapid friends wasn't your idea of fun.

"Well you lost the bet so now you have to go kiss him.. handsome isn't he?" Courtney giggled and you rolled your eyes. You denied the challenge but then they started to shame you so you had to save face somehow, you reluctantly agreed and took a deep breath as you walked towards him. Why the hell would one wear a business suit to a fair you wondered. Must be a tourist.

However the closer you got to him the more unreal he looked, he was the sexiest man on the face of the earth and he smelled so good that you just wanted to hug him as tightly as you could. Maybe kissing him didn't seem so bad now but you knew he was going to take offense and humiliate you for even thinking about that. Guys who looked like that didn't go for girls like you.

"Ummmm hiii" you said nervously as you expected him to just walk away but he turned to you and smiled instead "Are you alone here?" You asked him so he looked at the group of people that were watching the scene unfold from a distance, waiting for a disaster to happen. He saw four girls and there were two men as well, he figured you weren't courting any of them. He really wished you weren't with any of them.

"That depends on why you are enquiring darling" the way the endearing term slipped out of his mouth had almost made you moan. You sighed and took a deep breath and he found your nervousness extremely adorable. He had heard your conversation with your friends already, he knew why you wanted to talk to him, sharp hearing, he never understood why his senses were so strong but they always helped him best Thor in certain situations so he never really complained.

"Okay look umm you can just deny, as you should and will, but I lost a stupid bet and those people there want me to kiss you so we are not going to do that obviously but just humor me here for a second and I'll go away in a minute" he smiled as you blabbed unnecessarily.

He walked closer to you and your breath hitched suddenly, his scent intoxicated you and you felt completely drawn towards him for some reason.

"Are you certain you don't want me to kiss you darling?" He smirked as he placed his hands inside the pocket of his pants, he had seen a bunch of midgardian men around doing it and he was hoping he wasn't looking like a buffoon doing the same.

"I don't think anyone should be kissing strangers" you crossed your arms as you said that.

"That i respect" he chuckled so you smiled.

"Just a quick peck maybe..just so I can show my face to them" he smiled again, his hypnotic eyes made you want to do sinful things with him ,you had never felt such a scorching heat with a man of the opposite sex before. You didn't think it existed.

He walked closer to you and cupped your cheeks, you gasped at the touch, his skin felt soft. So soft and velvety.

He leaned into you and tilted his head, you closed your eyes as you expected him to kiss you, a stranger was going to kiss you. You didn't even know his name..but to your surprise instead of feeling his lips on yours you felt them on your forehead instead and then he kissed the corner of your mouth. However to the people watching you two it seemed as if he was kissing you properly.

"This is not how we shall have our first kiss so I'm not going to do that. But do not fret little one you're no longer in trouble" he mumbled softly before he placed a kiss on your cheek and pulled away. You were in trance, your skin still tingling because of his touch. God you just met the hottest man alive and you already felt sad that you'd probably never see him again..

You thanked him for his generous help, he got a cotton candy made for you before you went back to the group, however you kept bumping into him at the fair every few minutes so you asked him if he wanted to go on a ride with you and to your surprise he agreed immediately.

"Sorry I don't think I asked for your name" you chuckled and he smiled

"What is your name darling?" At first you wanted to lie but something about him made you want to trust him.

"Y/n"

"Y/n, precious y/n" your face flushed as he said that. He wasn't even trying, he didn't have to try to make you feel that way. He told you about the bet and how he was competing against his brother, he didn't want to forge the foundation of this whole relationship with lies and to his amazement you found his honesty endearing.

"I am Loki" you looked at him perplexed as he said that. Sure you had heard of the Norse God Loki but you had never met anyone named Loki before. He didn't reveal to you just yet that he was from Asgard, of course you'd think of him a lunatic, but he figured he'd do it one day when you're ready for it.

He broke several rules that night and of course he lost the bet because he spent the night just getting to know you better and he knew Thor and his friends will give him a hard time but he didn't really care, by the sunrise he knew you weren't someone he wanted to let go of so a precious friendship began between you two.

"Keep this, a souvenir, at least they'll know that you got one girl you know" he chuckled as you gave him one of the earrings you were wearing "Will I see you again or you're just going to disappear?" You asked him and you noticed the tear in his eyes. He brought the back of your hand to his lips and pressed a formal kiss.

"You shall see me soon, i promise I won't disappoint you my lady"

You woke up with your heart running a miles per second, a vivid dream again that made no sense, well it kind of did because it happened but ofcourse not the way you had just seen in your dream. Your eyes fell upon Loki who was up already and he seemed a little pale as well .

"Bad dream?" You asked him as you worried that he was having a nightmare again.

"It wasn't bad per say but–" before he could speak further your phone started to ring so you picked it up, it was your mom, she had told you that she had sent her sister and your cousins away, but David and his daughters were still there for dinner. Loki was worried about the rest of the family members finding out about him so he had suggested before leaving he'd enchant them and erase the memory about this whole ordeal and only your mother will remember him.

You told your mom the same and much to your delight she seemed to agree. You looked at the time and you both had to get ready so you decided to tell him about the dream you had later.

As you reached your mom's house, this time she greeted him with a smile, you helped her set the table while Loki was accompanied by David and your stepsisters from hell.

"Are you in love with him?" You sighed as she questioned you.

"Yes I am. And I know you want to know whether he would marry me or not but trust me mom it's not something we have discussed yet okay?"

"I just worry about you y/n and this– have you ever thought what will happen to you if he leaves? Do you think you'll survive that? I hardly survived the divorce and I wasn't even in love with your father for as long as I could remember " your eyes teared up as she said that so you walked towards her and hugged her tightly.

"I know you worry, I know you do but I love him and I have never ever had anyone love me the way he does and the future is in the future, I don't want to make all our decisions today, i just need you to stop worrying about me dying alone now okay?"

She sighed as she hugged you warmly, it was going to take some getting used to but you knew she only wanted the best for you. After that conversation you both went back to the living room and the dinner went well. Courtney and Chelsea tried to ruin your happiness by sharing embarrassing stories about you but this time your mother shut them down.

Loki was happy that your mother had bestowed this opportunity upon him and he promised her that he won't let her down, he was hoping his mother would come around as well but it didn't really matter. After dessert your mom brought out several photo albums and you noticed how giddy he was as he went through your childhood pictures.

"Ohhhh remember this day, y/n made a complete fool of herself" you rolled your eyes as the sisters shared a laugh. You looked at the picture and grimaced internally. It was taken at a fair five years ago. Weirdly enough you saw yourself living the same day with few details changed in your dreams today but you chalked it up to your subconscious mind doing its thing.

Loki grabbed the album and his eyes widened as he looked at the picture. It was you with your step sisters and those other people he had seen in the dream today. Blue shirt and black trouser, the hair on his neck stood up as he traced his fingers over your face in the picture.

"You know it really is not funny, the fact that you married the guy you had sent me to kiss over a bet, not funny" you grumbled at Chelsea and she smirked at you.

"Well yeah, it was funny, he got so offended by your audacity and I saved your ass that day by calming him down, he was so smitten by me, love at the first sight" Chelsea cackled and Courtney joined her. You looked at Loki as you felt a little embarrassed that he was going to find out about this incident in such a way but his eyes remained fixated on the picture.

"What's wrong?" You whispered in his ears so he snapped out of his thoughts and leaned into you on the couch to kiss you softly.

"You were here?" He asked you as he pointed towards the photo.

"Yeah..that was one of the most humiliating moments of my life" he gulped as you said that.

The bet, he remembered the bet he had on with Thor and the warrior three five years ago, around the same day, but their plans had ruined because Vanaheim had imposed a war on Asgard so they both had to leave, the political scrooge was settled when king of Vanaheim Munor came with the proposal that his youngest daughter shall get wedded to one of the princes. And Odin chose Loki for that, for once Loki felt chosen and he accepted the proposal without giving it a thought, he had no hope of finding true love but he would have met you if he had come here that day.

The dream wasn't a dream, it was an alternate reality.

It was his past, both of your pasts. He would have met you five years ago if things had been perfect. And that's when he realized that these dreams were no coincidences, they were a reflection of his past and the future, several outcomes from several different realities. Realities that diverted and changed because of one moment of uncertainty.

"It's so weird I had a dream when we napped this afternoon that instead of Shawn it was you that day at the fair..so weirddd" you chuckled as you remembered the dream but then his response made your eyes well up.

"Blue suit, the sweet candy stall, I pretended to kiss you and we spent the night together getting to know each other and becoming friends, didn't we?"

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Take you out :: C.Guesung

-> NASCAR Champion! reader

-> After a race, your boyfriend comes to surprise you and offers to take you out to celebrate. However, after seeing what you're wearing, he gets second thoughts.

-> Warnings: car sex, rough sex, slight public sex, Guesung wants you all the goddam time and is always willing to get on his knees or pull down his pants for you, oral (female receiving), pussy worship, squirting, big D Guesung and knows how to use it

-> A/N:... this man got us all in a chokehold, huh? and with this man being tall (and having so much body) you know he has a big di- Honestly, this is just small plot + smut, lol.

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"Congratulations again, Y/N on your win."

You thanked your manager again as you closed your front door, taking off your shoes as she went over your new schedule. You had just finished a racing tournament that made people from all around the world know about you, and with that came the need for you to be on shows so people could get to know you more. You didn't mind, though. It kept you busy.

"So, after practice tomorrow, I can look into pushing back the talk show appearance so you have time to freshen up." You mindlessly made your way through the living room as you listened to her, pausing when you saw your fiancé leaning against the kitchen counter, making you smile. "I'll call you later, something important just came up." You quickly said goodbye before hugging him, asking what he was doing home so early. You knew he had flown out to Spain for some training and wasn't supposed to be back until after two more months. Guesung pressed a kiss to your cheek before looking down at you, rubbing your back as he shrugged. "After hearing about your win I thought I'd make the trip to come see my lovely fiance to celebrate."

You met him when he first joined Korea Hyundai Motors as you had a few friends there too. You were at a party when Heung-min introduced you to him; the blond boy with the beauty freckles all over his face. For him, it was love at first sight and was attached to you at the hip. He would call and text you whenever he could, making Heung-min a bit pouty as he was used to being your best friend, but he was happy you were getting along with him. What he didn't expect was for you both to get together and then get engaged a year ago. If you were to ask him about it, he'd get teary-eyed and say "I put together the best couple." And, you honestly couldn't thank him enough.

"I already booked us a nice dinner at that restaurant you love. So, all you have to do is go get ready." He kissed your forehead before watching you rush upstairs to get ready. Once he was sure the door was closed, he went into the guest bedroom to get ready himself.

You were thankful he did that as you wanted to surprise him with your dress. As you searched through your arrays of dresses, your eyes landed on one that still had a tag on it. You picked it up as you bit your lip, smiling as the memory filled you.

"I bought it for you." You held up the dress as Guesung wrapped his arms around your waist, smiling against your shoulder. It was a beautiful dress; elegant yet sexy, just like you. "I thought we could save this dress until a special occasion."

That was two months ago. You both had become so busy that you didn't really have a special occasion to wear it to. To you, this was a perfect opportunity to wear it; it was a special event, right?

You got dressed before doing your hair and makeup, smiling at your reflection. The dress hugged you in all of the right places, showing off all of your curves. It gave you a boost in your confidence and made you feel so sexy. You decided to play into the feeling, putting on your favorite perfume before finishing getting ready, and admiring yourself in the mirror. You looked good; damn good.

After admiring yourself, you descended down to the stairs to meet Guesung, who was once again leaning against the counter. His hair was slicked back as he wore his signature ear cuffs along with his suit. He looked so good, which made you want to jump onto him. You decided to put it on the back burner and jump on him after dinner. Gueung, however, didn't have the same amount of control as you. When you reached the bottom of the stairs and asked him what he thought, his breath hitched at how beautiful you looked. He had secretly hoped that you would wear that dress and now that you were and he saw you in it, it made him wonder what was the point of going to dinner. Why couldn't you guys celebrate here?

"Are you sure you want to go?" Guesung wrapped his arms around you as you did the same, pressing kisses to your cheek as he held you. At his question, you let out a small "yes" as you laughed. Guesung continued to press kisses to your face, slowly moving down to your neck as his hands began to move over your body, moaning softly when he met the skin of your thigh before asking his question again. You ran your hands into his hair as he moved to press you against the counter, winning when he began to suck on your neck. Guesung had long forgotten about dinner, more focused on you than anything else. His focus was broken again when his phone rang, reminding him of the whole reason why you were wearing the dress. "Come on, baby." You gently moved away from him as he gently pouted, grabbing your keys as he followed you to the car.

Even though you were a champion racer, Guesung refused to let you drive. It was against a principle of his to let you drive when he was fully capable of doing it for you. You used to argue with him about it, but after a while you let it go.

Guesung, however, was now regretting not letting you drive tonight.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see you applying lip gloss, one leg crossed over the other which showed your thighs. He was a sucker for your body, willing to do whatever you wanted to worship it. If you let him, he'd go all night.

He could feel his pants tighten as you tried to adjust your dress so you could take a selfie, a soft groan leaving your lips as you switch legs. His grip on the steering wheel had gotten tighter, looking for any place to pull over so he could fuck you.

"Guesung, baby, what do you think of this picture?" He waited till he pulled up to the red light before looking at it, biting his lip as he tried to not groan. Your cleavage was showing, pushing up the necklace he had given you a few months ago while your face showed how confident you were. Yes, you were pretty and had put so much time into getting ready, but he honestly couldn't take it anymore.

You yelped lightly as Guesung made a U-Turn, slightly speeding towards a nearby parking garage. He was glad it was almost empty, whipping into a nice parking spot away from the other cars before he got out, slamming the door. You wondered if you had done something to make him upset, opening the car door as he neared your side. Before you could start your apology, you were cut off by him kissing you. His hands gripped your thighs as he yanked you toward his body, his face moving to stuff into your neck as he pushed up the skirt. "Guesung, calm down! Whats going on? What about dinner?"

"Dinner is going to have to wait, baby. Gonna have desert first." While you knew Guesung was a patient man, he was also desperate for you at all times, and who were you to deny him what he wants?

You tossed your head back to rest on the headrest as he kissed down your body, his hands spreading your legs as his knees hit the parking garage's concert floor. He placed one leg onto his shoulder as he moved your panties to the side, leaning down to kiss the inside of your thighs as he looked up at you. "No dinner then?"

"What's the harm with having desert first?" he placed one more kiss on your thigh before licking your pussy, moaning at your taste as he continued to lick you. Guesung took his time with you, whispering praises to your pussy as he licked and sucked anywhere he could. He was loud as he sucked on your clit, slowly pushing a finger into you.

"Fuck, Guesung hurry up. You're eating me out like no one can come by and see us," you moaned loudly as he curled his finger, placing your hand into his hair to pull him closer as he chuckled. "You act like I care if anyone comes by and see me eating out this beautiful pussy."

He did speed up though, adding another one as he continued to moan out praises, whispering for you to cum for him. You whined out his name as you did, gripping the seat as he added another finger before he continued. He curled his fingers chuckling as you tried to move away from him. "No, baby, let me make this pretty pussy squirt for me, come on."

"I can't, Guesung, baby," you watched through half-closed lids as he shook his head, before adding his fourth finger, curling them as his lips wrapped around your clit, showing no mercy as he moved. "Yes, you can. I can already feel how tight this pussy is around my fingers. Let go, baby. Be a good girl for me."

You let your eyes roll back as you did, wetting your seat along with his jacket sleeve. Guesung let his tongue run up his forearm to clean up your juices, removing his fingers from you before his tongue move to clean you up. You had to push his head away as the feeling became too much, your legs shaking around his head as he kissed your clit. He gently placed your leg back down standing back up to rest against the car as he watched you try to calm down.

When you had enough energy to open your eyes, they fell to his hard bulge, making you groan. Guesung was already removing his belt as you tossed away your panties, spreading your legs out once more as he picked you up, placing you into the backseat. He wrapped your legs around his waist, pushing into you slowly as you met his lips. His hips immediately picked up a rough pace, rocking the car as he cursed lowly. "Shit, baby calm down," you tried to press your hand against his chest to make him calm. He did slow down, gyrating his hips to meet yours as he rolled his body. "Calm down? Why should I calm down when I got access to the prettiest, wettest, fucking sweetest pussy a man could ask for?" He rested on his forearms as he leaned down to kiss your body, smirking as you moaned his name loudly. He didn't care that you both were fucking in a parking garage; as long as he heard you scream his name, he was ok.

You dug your nails into his shoulders as he picked up the pace, tilting his head as he noticed you tightening around him. He could tell you were close, his hands moving to play with your clit as he moved faster. He kissed your forehead as you arched your body to meet his own, his hands gripping you as he whispered into your ear "hold on, baby. Not yet."

Guesung placed you down next to him on the seat before having you straddle him, placing his hands on your hips, helping you sink down onto him. "Ride me, baby, that's it. Bounce on this cock," he kissed your neck as you moved, moaning softly as his hands gripped your ass.

You tried to hold off, whining into his neck as he started snapping his hips into you. "I'm going to fill you up, baby. Cum with me, baby," he pulled back to meet you in a kiss, rubbing your sides as you both came.

He breathed heavily against your lips, carefully laying you back down on the seat as you ran your hands through his hair, trying to coax him to keep going. Your words worked, as he continued to continue his rough pace into you, winning into your neck how much he loved you; "I love you, baby, my baby." "You make me cum so hard, I love you."

You welcomed the feeling as you both came once more together, running your hands over his body as he rested his body on yours. "I'll make it up to you... for skipping dinner."

"Don't worry about it, baby." You sat up next to him as he gently held your hand, taking a second to enjoy your embrace before cleaning you both up, then returned to the front seat as you relaxed in the back. When he began driving again, you asked where he was taking you both. "Home. We can get something delivered then I'll show you more about how much I missed you, if you can take it."

You met his eyes in the rearview mirror, smiling as he winked at you, showing you that tonight would indeed be a long one.