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pretty-batty · 2 months

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The First Time

Eddie x Original Female Character Pt 4 of Eldath's Priestess 3273 words

Warnings: SMUT (18+ only!) First time sexual intimacy. Non-penetrative sex (grinding), cunnilingus, description of Eddie's shween, Eddie finds something of Judy's she doesn't want him to. Vibrator use. Mentions of vaginal health. Now on ao3 Want to thank my editor @anakinkshamer. Thank you for all you do, king!

Summary: Spring Break of '84, Judy and Eddie's relationship reaches another peak, if ya know what I mean. Also, Eddie discovers his girlfriend's hidden possession.

Notes: SMUT, BABYYYY! LET'S MAKE THEM BANG.

Judy smiled to herself, remembering how sweetly Eddie asked to touch her. Not anywhere specific mind you, just to touch her in a way that was more than friends, more than flirting, further than a romantic caress.

His fingers ran up and down her arms, stalling, uncertain how to move forward. Both were somewhat experienced, the occasional hand job or finger blast for a stranger, going down if the lover wanted it.

But for Eddie, he knew. He knew that if Judy were to remotely touch him, to run her fingers along his jeans, stroke his zipper, he’d cum on contact. Then, for good measure, he’d dive face first between her legs and ensure she was immobile for days. Any pleasure Judy would provide, Eddie would return ten-fold.

But now they just stood there, gazing at each other. Judy had never noticed how close they were in height. Eddie had always been taller, at least in her mind’s eye. The two inches of difference seemed huge before, but not now. A tilt of her chin was all it took to snatch his lips into a gentle kiss.

It deepened without a second thought, Eddie’s jaw opening further and allowing Judy’s face to melt into his.

Closer.

The commanding urge they shared was only able to provide single demands. Tongues stroking each other, lips sucking and smacking together until the skin was raw and bruised. At one point, Judy had wrapped her lips around his tongue just enough to suck for a moment. She had always fantasized of doing that, what it would be like to suckle at his pointed tongue when it would dangle past his lips. Judy dreamt of that tongue, and here it was, stroking her own before drawing back in for another kiss. They waddled to her bed, Eddie’s legs hitting the edge, but he refused to go down.

Not yet.

More.

Eddie’s grasp moved from her arms, diverging in directions across her back, as one hand ran up to the base of her skull, and the other migrated over the swell of her ass and settled at the meeting of the cheek and the thigh. She was pulled flush against him. Her cold fingers reached beneath his shirt and ran across his upper back. The other hand sliding from his cheek to the side of his neck, her thumb running over his Adam’s apple. The pressure itched in his throat, leading to a sting that made him hiss.

He groaned a muffled “fuuuck” into her wanting mouth, laying back on to the bed, hoisting her thigh up over his hip. Judy, with only one foot on the ground, had no choice but to follow, finally straddling him. His hand-me-down Led Zepplin shirt riding up to expose his midriff to her thin pajama shorts. Damp in the place that mattered, and Eddie felt it.

“Not wearing panties?” He grinned as she rutted herself along his bare abdomen. A warm tug forming below her navel made her whimper. “Do you want me to do the same?” He asked.

Judy’s eyes fluttered shut as she nodded. Eddie was already lifting his hips up, further pushing himself against her. His belt was already loosened, having planned on changing into some sweatpants before Judy had made her proposition. His fingers fumbled with the fly for a second before finally yanking his jeans and boxers to his ankles. Letting his hips fall back on to the bed, Judy landed on him with a thump. Her wet pussy slapped against him,causing her to let out a yelp.

“I’m sorry, baby.” He whispered, seeking forgiveness in another kiss.

Judy conceded quickly, who could hold a grudge against him, especially when she felt the slight curve of his shaft align with the crack of her ass. His tip sticky and damp against the fabric, seeping through to her skin. She drew away to sit up, his lips chasing hers before giving up. Eddie’s head flopping back down to the mattress. “You want a pillow?” she asked.

Her voice echoed in his ears, but he was only able to gaze at Judy’s heavy breasts through her romper. She was right there, right against his cock. All he could do was wet his bottom lip and continue to stare in awe.

“Eddie?” Judy repeated, reaching for her pillow. “Eeeeddieeee?” She continued sweetly, “can you hear me?”

He nodded slowly.

“Lift your head, please.”

Eddie leaned forward, his nose and chin gently skimming her breasts. She smiled, a puff of air leaving her nose in amusement as she leaned down, placing the pillow beneath his curls. His face finally rested between her breasts, free from the constraints of a bra like the last time. Eddie let out a delighted hum.

“You gonna put your head down?” She asked.

“No thank you.” His muffled voice vibrated the valley between her breasts.

She laid him back, leaning forward to push him into the pillow. Her lips reached the crown of his head, pressing a gentle kiss before rolling her hips back, and running her ass against his cock. “Then we can’t do anything else.” she teased, a melodic tone in her voice.

He finally settled back, parting from his new favorite place. “That’s not fair.”

Judy lifted off him, allowing his cock to spring up and hit below his navel. From there, with her knees on either side of his hips, she simply hovered her barely covered pussy over him. The fabric soaked and chilled..

They both froze for a moment, a lull hung in the air. Since their first kiss, there had been milestones, moments of clarity, knowing full well that the action they were about to take was going to rupture every norm they had set. But hell, the ache in her thighs and the way Eddie’s breath trembled led her to gently lower herself back down. His cock pressed perfectly along her soaked, clothed slit. They both released their sigh in unison.

“Was wondering how long you’d stay up there.” Eddie smiled, letting out a nervous chuckle, “ho-ly shit…”

“What do I do?” she asked, leaning down until they were chest to chest.

His hands slid to her hips, rocking her along his length and humming, the tone vibrating his chest and hers, “Let me drive, Judy baby.” Gently, his left hand ghosted up her back and to the base of her neck, bringing her face to rest against his, cheek to cheek. “Just tell me when something feels good or doesn’t.”

“What…like hot or cold?” her lips graced his ear.

“I love that idea.” He purred, “play a little game with me, buttercup.” His grasp moved back to her hips as he continued to rock her along his cock again. The pressure and friction filling Judy’s increasing need, she could feel that telltale tingle hit her clit and spread down her thighs. His childhood nickname for her once again buzzing her core and making her weak.

“Then you’re sooo warm.” She moaned directly in his ear. Her hips moving on their own, stroking his cock against her folds as her juices soaked completely though her bottoms and coated him. Between every few passes, her hips dipped in a circle and ground harder.

“That’s right baby, chase it. Use me, it’s okay.” Without needing him to guide her anymore, his left hand returned to the back of her head. His right hand was moving right at the base of her spine, holding her closer. His voice hitched as her clit ran over his tip, turning his face to her hair and whimpering, “fuck Judy…”

Judy, finding the right spot for both of them, continued rutting herself up higher, the passes in quicker succession. She let out more desperate whimpers into his ear and pleaded to Eddie, only using his name, breaths coming to her in gasps. Her organs began to twist in that telltale way, leading her to let out a needy moan.

“That’s it.” He repeated, “That’s it, baby. Good girl.” It took everything in his power not to shoot his load. He wanted to make her cum, over and over, then he’d let go. But not yet. He lifted his hips slightly, the pressure against her clit growing.

She could feel her walls clench, her entrance drawing in nothing before the rush of her orgasm passed from her toes to the ends of her hair, leaving a gentle buzz through her bones and skin. She stilled immediately, her body rising and falling with Eddie’s heavy breaths. Sweat sticking his hair and hers to his face, he cradled her as close as he could. All she could do was hum in bliss, breathing in his neck and curls.

“You didn’t cum.” Judy muttered, slightly embarrassed as her juices grew sticky against their unmoving skin.

“I don’t want to.” He answered, quickly kissing her when she sat up slightly, looking confused. “Not yet.”

He grabbed her hips again, guiding her to the head of her bed, continuing until she was on her back. Her pajamas were soaked and cold in the open. Sheepishly, before his wolf-like stare, she started to remove the straps over her shoulders and unfasten the top.

“Ah.” He raised a finger, stopping her. Slowly, he crawled to her gazing up at her bare legs, sitting between them, on his knees. “May I?”

She nodded, “please, I feel cold.”

He let out a quiet laugh, gently unbuttoning the front of her terry cloth romper. Her breasts spilling out, the straps falling down her arms. “If you dare cover your tits…”

“You’ll what…?” she teased, shrugging the top part of her pajamas off completely, shuffling the rest of the romper off and tossing it on the floor, laying back on her sheets. “Are you gonna eat me, mister big bad wolf?”

Eddie leaned in, a mile wide grin on his face. “I was hoping you’d ask me that.” He dipped forward to kiss her lips, gently suckling at her bottom lip before overtaking her completely. “Wanted to clean you up…taste you…” he whispered between kisses.

“Really?” she asked, skin tingling with anxiety. “I didn’t…like…”

“You think I want you shaved like those porno chicks?” He scoffed gently, pressing a kiss against her blushing cheek. His eyes trailed down following her skin as it creased and folded gently in the lamplight. The plush of her tummy, the light whisps of downy hair over her skin as they darkened further down, soft against his lips as he dove down to meet her pussy. Judy’s eyes fluttered closed upon contact, leaning her head against the headboard with a thump. A sigh leaving her lips, a blast of endorphins shooting up her spine. Bliss.

She ran her fingers through his curls, gently keeping his lips against her. His tongue laving up her entrance and lapping at her clit. The slick of her release replaced by Eddie’s spit as he indulged in his new favorite habit. Lazy and gentle, taking his time. “How are you so…good?” She managed to whimper.

Eddie smirked against her pussy, “what can I say? Got some practice.”

“Keep going…please.” Judy felt a spasm below her navel, the butterflies rising again. “gonna…mmm Eddie…” She was already sensitive from their escapade mere minutes before, so the speed which the orgasm came didn’t surprise her. Like being submerged in a warm bath, the buzz from their place of union radiated through every nerve and held like a secondary pulse to her own. It wasn’t until she felt a cramp shoot up the back of her left thigh and into her ass-cheek that she pushed Eddie from her with a whine.

He pulled back in fear, squeaking out a “what?”

“Cra-mp.” She managed to say, pointing to her ailing limb, “ass craaaaaamp.”

Eddie’s hands stuttered as he attempted to find a way to help her. Uncertain, he wrapped his fingers around her thigh and attempted to rub the muscle. Judy immediately yelped and attempted to pull away. “Wha-what do I do?” He asked.

“I dunno just…haaa!” She quickly clamped her mouth shut to quiet her noises, head bonking back on the headboard. She scooted down the bed, remembering the stretch her aunt had taught her the first time she experienced this pain.

“Uh…o-okay baby, just hold on.” He tried to get off the bed, only to be grabbed by Judy as she lifted her leg up.

“Shoulder. Right here.” She pointed to her knee. “Please Eds.”

He nodded, doing as she said. One knee on the mattress, his body upright, her bare thigh against his bare chest, the underside of her knee against his shoulder. Judy gazed at his deep brown eyes, still wide with alarm. The stretch slowly ebbed the pain away, that or she grew more distracted by the sweat gleaming from his body, causing him to glisten in the lamp light.

A prince, an angel of old, Adonis himself.

Her eyes drifted down and down, his cock stood straight out, curving slightly up, tip shining and pink. “Goddamnit.” She sighed, her tongue gently wetting her bottom lip, “is it my turn yet?”

“When your thigh stops hurting…” He smiled deviously, “wanna see something?”

“What?” She smiled back. With a glint in his eye, his abs flexed as his cock rose with each tightening of his muscles. Her eyes widened as she playfully shrieked, wriggling in his grasp, “what was that? That’s black magic!”

“This?” His grip tightened, grin widening as his cock dropped one more time. “It’s all yours, Judy.” He pressed her thigh further back, his cock moving closer to her. His sticky tip kissed her belly as his lips collided with hers. She could still taste herself on his tongue, just a hint. His magic tongue swiped past her teeth, diving in for another flurry of open-mouthed kisses.

Her head was spinning, the lack of oxygen and the two orgasms turned her into a sloppy mess. Giddy, she found her tongue wandering up his cheek for a moment before following down his jaw and right against his pulse point. He groaned, eyes fluttering closed. She knew she was on to something, something she craved “Gimme what I want, Eddie.” She whispered.

He managed a breathy “fuuuuuuuuuuck” before leaning back and engaging in the awkward dance around each other to switch positions. Judy left her spot, now embarrassingly damp, and sat, legs folded, at the foot of her bed. Eddie where she was.

“Baby, can you get me a scrunchie?” she asked, pointing to the bedside table.

“Can I have one too?” he asked, a light smile on his lips.

“Of course. That’s a benefit of having a girlfriend with long hair.” She watched as he opened the drawer beside him, reaching to feel around. In a split second, she realized that was a bad idea, “Wait!”

It was too late.

She knew by the wide eyes and slowly opening mouth that he had found it.

Her newest purchase. Bought in a state of anxiety. She had used it once and had the hardest and fastest orgasm of her life. Since then, it had been sitting there, clean, unused. She wasn’t ready.

A pink silicone rabbit vibrator.

He pulled it out and held it like an alien object. Fingers around its base, tip straight up, inspecting it giddily. “Is this my competition?”

She sighed, “Eddie.”

“Or my comrade in arms?” He fished out two scrunchies, stacking the two hair ties on the tip of the vibrator, whispering to himself, “your hats, my lord.” He brought the vibrator around and held it to her, like one would hold a bouquet of flowers. “Your favorite color on top.”

She retrieved it, plucking it like a petal before using the indigo band to tie back her hair. Eddie did the same, sighing as the hair from his neck was finally tied up and off the skin. Judy smiled, reaching for her vibrator only to have it be pulled away. “Eddie please?”

“What? You want your toy back?” He teased, dangling it over his head.

“Edward!”

“Edward.” He mimicked her tone, scrunching his nose and frowning as he always did when teasing her, bringing the toy down to his lips. He sniffed the tip for a moment, face dropping to disappointment. “Doesn’t smell like you.”

“Of course, it doesn’t,” she snatched the vibrator out of his hand and put it back, slamming the drawer shut, “I cleaned it.”

His lips curled into a mischievous smile, “do you use it when you think of me?”

Judy huffed, her smile reemerging. “No…”

“Ah, rude” He scoffed, then tilted his head playfully, “Why?”

“Because I came so fast, I didn’t get the chance to think of anything.”

He brought his hands to cup her cheeks, forcing her to look into his eyes. “You are such…a…weenie.”

“I’m not a weenie.”

“Well, you are what you eat, and you’re about to eat my weenie.”

“Then by that logic you are a massive,” she moved closer, nose to nose, feeling his breath tickling her upper lip “quivering…pussy.”

He laughed quietly, pressing his forehead against hers. “I love that more than you realize. Being a pussy for my sweet, sexy girlfriend’s quivering pussy.”

Their lips met once again, having felt like ages since their last union. Eddie had almost softened completely, but upon tasting her breath on his tongue, his heartbeat quickened, and his cock began to stiffen again.

The buzzing stopped, her towels soaked beneath her. She let her vibrator stay inside for a moment, turning to the lamp beside her.

“You still there?”

“Yes.”

“Thank God,” she pulled the vibrator from her, releasing with a pop. “I would have felt like a loser, getting off while you’re doing fantasy hero things.”

“No.”

“So, this whole time you could still hear me?” She asked, “every night? Even when I’d cry myself to sleep?”

“Yes.”

She sighed, “I’m sorry. And I’m sorry I refuse to understand morse code. Decoding it would take too much time anyway. This will be different when we rescue you. I have no idea how yet.” Finally, she had the strength to get out of bed, gathering the towels and dawning her robe, “you know the drill.”

“Yes.”

“Stay here while I go pee.”

“No.”

“Edward Munson, you nasty boy!” She laughed, “if you must follow me then don’t be weird.”

“No.”

Judy shook her head, leaving her room as a buzzing followed, tingling against her skin. She had gotten used to the feeling. It no longer brought her the intense prickling fear she had. It was like being in Eddie’s shade, like a tree at her back.

She threw the towels into the hamper, took her time to clean herself and her toy up, and take care of business. Honeymoon cystitis was no joke. Once she and Eddie were an item, she had her first and only run-in with it. She had gotten to the point where she was borderline paranoid about it. Her aunt told her how to prevent it.

“It’s the curse of the cunt. As magnificent as it is, it has drawbacks.” Margie said, cranberry juice in hand. “You know, my first girlfriend…” And she’d trail off about her sapphic adventures. The curiosity had worn off for Judy at this point, having gathered all the owl’s knowledge.

Besides, all she could think of was Eddie.

Judy returned to her room, slipping into her pajamas. The feeling of her boyfriend pressed against the veil between realities. There was an urgency before, as they both knew what came next.

She snuggled beneath her covers, smiling.

“See you in a bit, big guy.”

Thank you for reading, my loves! Things are getting going lemme tell ya.

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citadelsanchez · 2 years

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Heyyy could you possibly do one where Rick loves to surprise hug the reader from behind. I love your work so much😭💝Thank you<333

Alright, couple things! Firstly, thank you for the kind words! Secondly, I've had writer's block for this past week or so, my apologies to everyone. This is a bit short as a result. And lastly, I'm not sure that I followed the request to its full extent as I still picture Rick as being unrelentingly stubborn. (But still slipping his sweetness in there.) Okay that's it, thanks for reading!! Xx

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You strummed your fingers along the dilapidated work bench and bounced your leg in annoyance. You suppressed a sigh and checked your phone mindlessly once again. You'd been waiting for Rick in this same spot for over an hour.

[Meet me in the garage at 8. No exceptions.] he'd texted earlier, making you scoff. It wasn't very often that he didn't just jump straight to the point in his endeavors. When this happens, he's clearly got something up his sleeve. And he always strings you along this way, kicking your adrenaline into overdrive and then making you stand by until he deems the right time. You can't stay upset for long though. Especially when sometimes you're so baffled at how you managed to claim a spot in his whimsical world, even if it's not a big one.

Although recently Morty and Summer have been trying to convince you that you're special to Rick, claiming that he only shows moments of vulnerability with you. You recall the conversation from a couple of days ago.

"Oh my gosh, Y/N, you're totally just ignorant if you don't see how Rick thirsts after you" Summer sassed.

"I hate to agree with that but y-y-yeah Y/N, he really seems to care for you" Morty says, nodding with his sister.

You'd blushed bright red and physically facepalmed at both of them. "He's- no, we're just good friends. Or like, allies. Really."

Summer rolled her eyes. "You're insane, he is in love with you Y/N."

"L-like come on, he checks in on you at night and kills anyone w-who hurts your feelings when we adventure. H-h-he even hugs you."

You shake your head. "He's just nosey! And that 'hug' was one time Morty! Or, twice. I can't remember how many times. And it was because he was blinded by the Galorp haze. I-it wasn't like it was him actually wanting to."

You dismissed their ramblings as teenage nonsense alongside the fact that Rick isn't emotional with anyone- why would you ever be the exception? A pang of hurt singes your chest at that thought. You can't deny the ever growing euphoric feeling of being around Rick. It started with the harsh insults that turned playful and insolent glances that are now tolerant. And now as of late, accidental grazes of your arms or waist and hugs that were "uncontrollable" and not of his own accord. True Rick fashion.

You're so far into your thoughts that you don't even hear the sound of Rick entering the garage and brushing himself off with a defeated, somber look on his face.

You're also stood with your headphones in, slightly dancing to the beat coming through, with your back to the usual portal sound. Since Rick was inconsiderate and late to his own meeting, you've been indulging in one of your favorite past times, which is snooping through his newest inventions.

You place a strange hat with several antenna back into the box. "What the fuuuck even is that?" You speak out loud, still unaware of his presence.

Rick is watching you rummage through his drawers blankly before a small smile starts appearing on his face.

You stop to change the song playing on your phone when you feel two arms envelop your frame and a head resting near the top of yours. You gasp in surprise but know who it is immediately from the slight green apple smell mixed in with alcohol.

"Rick.." You speak out softly, feeling both surprised and overwhelmed with bliss. "This can't still be the Galorp haze."

His hands rest on top of yours as his chin digs into your head some. "We're not gonna talk about it."

#rick sanchez #rick and morty #rick and morty season 6 #rick sanchez x reader #morty smith

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nevernotswagging · 2 years

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Tokyo Revenger Boys and Head

Includes: Mikey, Draken, Hanma,

Warnings: NSFW, oral (male receiving) dirty talk, degrading kink.

Mikey:

-> If that’s what you insist who is Mikey to restrict you of your own needs.

-> Man’s will gladly shove his pants down without sparing any other thoughts.

-> And yes you have had to stop him from freeing the ween out in public.

-> Asks you to give him head under the table during a private Toman meeting with all the division captains.

-> I feel like Mikey would request for you to suck his dick in the most random scenarios.

-> Tells you about all his fantasies

-> Mikey’s a ‘You like that?’ Kind of guy, don’t bother arguing with me.

-> he’s also 100% a kiss and tell kind of guy so best believe his whole friend group has heard part of what goes on in the bedroom. That’s if they chose to listen.

Mikey’s hooded eyes followed your every movement as you bobbed your head up and down. His hands were at his side gripping onto whatever he could get a grip on.

He’d occasionally thrust himself into your mouth. Letting out a muffled “you like that?” Whenever you would moan against his cock.

He absolutely adored the way you sucked his dick with so much passion, the way you would roll your eyes back and allow him to use and abuse your throat.

Draken:

-> As much as he loves your lips around him, he hates making you give him head all the time.

-> He knows that he’s not small.

-> He tries to hold himself back from his own urges but the second you start pleading for his dick in your mouth he immediately folds.

-> You honestly fuel his ego whenever you suck his dick just because you can’t take the whole thing.

-> I feel like most of the time Draken is very soft and caring when your giving him head, unless you request for otherwise.

-> He’d caress your cheek lovingly and brush your hair out of your face whenever it would fall.

Draken smiled lovingly down at you when he saw that you were staring up at him through your eyelashes. “Doing good, Love.” The way he’d run his fingers through your hair soothed you but also turned you on when he’d occasionally tug on your hair.

He watched intently at the way you tried to force the whole of him down your throat with fail but nevertheless he was happy with the pleasure that he was experiencing. “We’ll ease you into taking all of me one day, don’t worry.”

Hanma:

-> If you didn’t like sucking dick before meeting him then you better get used to this because he would pull you into the other room just to get himself off.

-> And this is almost a daily occurrence. At least he expects it to be a daily occurrence.

-> He loves spending time with you, more specifically when his dick is shoved down your throat.

-> ‘I knew I made a good choice by picking you’ he’d groan when you leaned over to whisper in his ear how you wanted to slurp him up.

-> He’s a head pusher, it’s practically his last name. ‘What’s the matter?’ He’d ask teasingly while wiping away your tears.

-> And, ‘You look so pretty with your mouth stuffed.’

“Could you be anymore pathetic?” Hanma chuckled at the way that you whined against his dick. He was supposed to be in a meeting right now but the way that you pushed yourself against him told him exactly what you were thinking. “You just love the thought of everyone knowing what dirty things your doing their boss, don’t you?”

Hanma groaned at the sound of you gagging as he held your head down to take all of him. “Fuuuck!” He dragged out. “Those motherfuckers wish they were me.”

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mpixx · 2 months

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cattonquick meet ugly: illegal foxhunter x animal rights activist

A/N: So, apparently, some rich people in the UK still do illegal foxhunting - and they clash with hunt saboteurs who try to prevent hunting through direct action. My "knowledge" of this comes from having chatted to @leiflitter about it and having seen like two docs on youtube

„Sabs!!! Disperse!“

„Fuuuck,“ Felix groans. He had hoped to get through the day by trailing along listlessly and letting the rest of the riding party get into it while he nursed his hangover. Which was hard enough to do on horseback, mind you.

But now, there's a general sense of commotion, and when he sees three people dressed in black appear on the clearing, he instinctively steers Bubblegum Prince into the woods.

He wonders where he put his phone, because now he is gonna have to navigate back by himself, when suddenly, a guy appears in front of him.

Dressed in all black, face covered, feet planted firmly in the middle of the trail, blocking his way.

"Dismount!" he yells, some kind of stick or baton in his hand, as Felix desperately pulls on the reigns to keep Bubblegum Prince from trampling the guy.

"Are you insane?" Felix yells back.

"Dismount the horse!" the guy yells, causing Bubblegum Prince to rear. Felix clamps his thighs down and holds on for dear life.

He gets seriously jostled as Bubblegum Prince lands on his feet again, but he's still up there. "Fuck," he breathes.

He takes the moment to get himself down before he can fall. He stumbles as his feet hit the ground, and Bubblegum Prince immediately takes off into the woods.

Which leaves him with his next problem. "Real animal lover you are," he says. "Shut up," the guy spits. He hasn't moved but he seems a little rattled, too.

Fucking lunatic, jumping in front of a running horse with a telescope stick. Which he is still gripping like he is ready to fight.

"Do you have a death wish?" Felix demands.

"If I have one, so do you. Capitalism is a death cult." Felix blinks. What?

The guy lowers his weapon. “Capitalist production is doomed because it progressively destroys the original sources of its wealth – nature and the worker.”

"The soil," Felix corrects before he can help himself.

"What?" The guy seems taken aback. His blue eyes narrow between his cap and the scarf that's covering his mouth and nose.

"The soil," Felix repeats. "Nature is such a 70s holistic hippie way of looking at it. Anachronistic, really."

He steps closer. "Marx thought in terms of material. Grit, oil, muscle, sweat, steel mill fires. The raw material and the vulgar means of production." He pauses. "Soil."

The guy is staring at him.

"You of all people should know..." He takes a breath before the pièce de resistance. "Oliver."

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"I don't know what you're talking about", Oliver lies.

But Felix's eyes glint. "Oh, yes. We're in the same class. Introduction to Economic Theory."

This is highly inconvenient. Of course they're in the same class. Oliver knows this because this is Felix Catton. Who is everything Oliver is opposed to - generationally wealthy, heritage student, doesn't give a shit about class. And apparently, goes foxhunting, too.

Problem is that even though he despises Felix Catton and everything he stands for, Oliver has had a demented, nasty, shameful crush on him since they started at Oxford this autumn.

And what's worse, he is proving Oliver wrong because he apparently did the reading.

"No, we're not," he attempts.

"Professor Ware, I have another question. Actually it's more of a statement..." Felix imitates. It's a truly horrid impersonation.

"You're like, prolonging the class everytime," Felix continues. "All my friends hate you."

"Must be doing something right, then" Oliver mutters.

"So it is you," Felix says, victorious.

"Ok, so what? What's much more interesting is THE Felix Catton on an illegal foxhunt..." Oliver tsks. He takes one step towards Felix.

"You're trespassing," Felix says haughtily. "And you're in violation of the Hunting Act of 2004."

Before they can think of a way to continue, there's a sound a few meters away. Someone on a horse, breaching the area.

Felix grabs Oliver and pulls him behind a tree.

"What are you..." -"Shhh."

Felix is clearly hiding from his own party. They're pretty close together.

"You think being able to quote some "Capital" absolves you of the exploitative nature of your class position?" Oliver hisses, as Felix's fingers dig into his biceps.

Felix looks at him. Up close, his eyes are so pretty.

"You were misquoting," he says.

"And you correcting me is just you trying to assert your class position by trying to demonstrate that your kind is better educated and that I'm stupid. When the truth is that it is only because of that position, not because of intellectual merit, that you even go to Oxford."

Felix smiles. "Can't imagine how embarrassing it must be for a nerd like you to misquote the thinker you like to wank off to."

***

This is fun. Well. Fun-er than whatever he was doing before. He watches Oliver pull down the cloth from over his nose and mouth.

"So...is it true what they say about you?" Oliver says.

"What?" Felix asks, even though he has an inkling what he is referring to.

Oliver sticks his tongue into his cheek while moving his hand suggestively. Miming a blowjob. Referring to a widespread rumor that Felix sucked off one of his teachers to get a better grade.

Oliver doesn't look all that high and mighty though. He looks...intrigued.

"Why?" Felix says, smiling. He leans a little closer to Oliver. "What's it to you?"

***

Felix smells like the woods, but not the real woods. A fantasy version. Perfume ad version.

He smells like the fake woods and his eyes are so pretty and he is close. Real close, and tilting his head.

Oliver's eyes flutter shut. He can hear Felix breathing, he can feel it.

And...nothing.

Nothing, and then: Laughter. Oliver's eyes fly open.

Felix is still close, too close. "Fucking loser," he whispers, then withdraws his face.

Oliver's blood turns cold.

"This is not only despicable, but illegal, by the way," he says.

"Cool. But you're not gonna tell on me, are you?" Felix puts a hand on his own heart. "I would hate for your saboteur buddies to know how much you'd like to...You know." His hand on Oliver's cheek. "Eat the rich."

#cattonquick #my fic #oliver is like “he did the reading?? 😮‍💨😮‍💨"

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lucerothings1 · 1 year

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tyler lawrence gray x short/bottom!mreader

tyler and m/n have complicated relationship(they hookup but Tyler doesn’t want to make it official) so when m/n started dancing with another guy Tyler gets jealous…

Warnings: gay sex, top Tyler, bottom reader, sorta jealous sex, oral, fingering, missionary.

Summary: you and Tyler where really only fuck buddies until he finds you one day dancing with someone and becomes jealous.

Tonight was finally the weekend you had been waiting to go to a party. That’s what you where actually doing getting really to go out finally it had been awhile now so you were finally really as you walked out your house and drove off to a house party of one of your friends.

As you arrived you set your sight yo the bar having to walk past all the other people as you went to go ever a drink. “Hey cutie haven’t seen you around here” a random guy said to you as you started to vibe to the music that was bounced off the walls.

“I Don’t go out to sketchy house party often” you said back “Well do you think I’m sketchy” “don’t know you well enough to say” you’d aid back “well can I get a dance to get to know me” he said as you nodded back in agreement.

As he got a hold of your hand pulling you threw the crowd of people as you started to dance with him as you felt a strong stair on you from your left as you looked being meet with a mad looking Tyler.

He and you had never really had a relationship to say but you where what people call fuck buddies in a way only sleeping with each other you had finally gotten tired of him treating you like that so you but a stop to it as you learned to respect yourself.

As you he started to walk to you as he pulled you from your hand tugging you up a flight of stairs as the guy you had been dancing with stayed quiet not sure what was happening.

“What the fuck was that” Tyler yelled at you as he pushed you in to a room and slammed you into the wall causing you to look up since he towered over you.

“What do you mean what the fuck I was dancing with a guy that has no reason for you to be jealous” “I’m not fucking jealous I don’t care but it looked like you too where basically fucking down there” “oh so you know all about people fucking don’t you fucking sex addict” you yelled as you shoved passed him trying to reach to the door before Tyler pushed you to him as he locked his lips on yours as he reached behind you and locked the door.

As you kissed him back completely forgetting why you had stopped doing this to begin with as he picked you up and you wrapped your legs around him as he took you to the bed of the room and laid you on it as he took off his shirt as you watched his chiseled body as you took of your shirt off as well and grabbed him from his waist as you pushed him onto the bed and begun yo take off his belt as he kicked of his shoes.

“Finish taking off your clothes” he said as he begun to take off his pants and underwear as well as you took off yours. As he laid on the bed with his legs spread open as you climbed on the bed in between his leg.

“Oh fuck come on open up that pretty little mouth of your baby boy” he said as you opened up your mouth for him taking in his hard 12 inch length as he got a handful of your hair as he pushed you down his cock causing you to gag on him as he took you to his base as you felt his pubs on your chin as you started to stroke your member to relive it.

“Oh fuck baby boy yeah suck my big cock” he said as he started to fuck your throat. “Oh fuck that’s good baby boy” he said as he pulled you off his cock as you could finally breath fully again.

“Ah fuck baby come on” he said as he pushed you down on to the bed as he lifted up your legs and spitted on his cock and your entrance. “Aren’t you gonna prep me first” “No I’m not slutty boys that rub there ass on random guys don’t get to prep” “but wai-ah fuuuck” you yelled as he shoved his whole length passed your entrance and begun to rock his hips in and out.

“Ah- ah-oh fuuuuckkk” you continued to yell as he begun to fuck you dumb and got ahold of your throat holing you “fuck yeah you love my cock fucking your tight ass don’t you huh now are you gonna continue to rub your ass on more idiots or do I need to punish you more huh answer me” he said as he continued to have a hold on your throat and fuck you on his cock.

Since you couldn’t even form word all you could do was nod in agreement which just caused Tyler to grin and fuck your even harder. “Oh fuck ima cum” he said picking up the pace by holding onto your waist with both his hands as he let go of your throat letting you get air once again “oh-ahhhh fuck ima cum” you moaned obit as you began to stroke yourself as you cummed on top of your chest.

“Oh fuck yeah baby take my fucking load” tyler yelled as he exploded inside you and painted your walls white as he stopped and pulled out of you as you felt his load start leaking out of you. “Oh fuck I’m sorry I got jealous” “HA I fucking new it” you yelled out teasing at him “okay okay yeah you knew but it just” “ you don’t know how to ask me to be your boyfriend” “ how’d you know” “oh please I could tell so are you gonna ask me or am I just gonna continue to be your cum dump” “okay M/n well you be my boyfriend” he said as you smiled and nodded as you pulled him on to a kiss as you guys stayed like that a while before getting up and changing as you both made your way to the party again.

#gay #gay smut #lucerothings1 #tyler lawrence gray #Tyler Lawrence gray x male reader

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tsuki-sennin · 2 years

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Once upon a time, there was a funny blue man who loved a funny red man. The two were rivals, opposites in just about every way, but their mutual respect for each other's strength and their common goal of protecting others led to their final duel being a respectful meeting of spirits and wills. One walked away, the other fell to the ground. Regret lingers, giving us a look at the finality of one's own demise, and how sudden it truly can be.

And now we have Duel 2??? The second one?

Spoilers, I guess...

-We had a lot of wacky goofy nonsense last episode!

-I expect to be left crying on the floor by this one's ending.

-Your boyfriend's siblings seek your blood.

-As for how this happened...

-Yoooooo!

-Sonoza is having himself a stim. Very based.

-Sononi's mad at him for just sitting around. That's very good, I'd have been upset if it was for something else.

-Kill the red man.

-Ahhhh, autumn~! Finally, reasonable temperature!

-OH MY GOD THIS SPARKLER SAFETY IS MAKING ME WINCE AAAAAAH

-Sononi of the Noto People.

-Oh god that smile

-Our duty as the Noto.

-Be free, Murasame!

-Good morning, buddy!

-Y'know, you could've given him a moment to think, Mother.

-Jirou's here!

-Always up for a good staring contest.

-Oooh... that hurts, buddy.

-Tell him, Jin.

-Fusion dance?

-Two guys. Fighting as one guy.

-Goddamn, girl!

-Horse!

-Wait, is that...

-That's the ninja guy! And the wizard guy! Minoru!

-Is he... is he gonna be a now?

-Man, this guy's got one hell of a masculine identity crisis.

-Oh! That's the old lady who bonked Tarou!

-Oh, his mom! Wow... there really is a bond.

-He really doesn't give up, huh?

-We're really doing this whole song and dance all over again, huh guys?

-Don't worry, Haruka. Momoi Tarou do the funny sword techs.

-Yes Shinichi, Momoi Tarou! He hangs out here a lot!

-"Don Momotaro... you worm!"

-You could've like... called.

-Part time delivery, bitches.

-God, even a meal. ...though I don't quite recognize this old dude, I think he's different.

-Cheeeemse...

-SONONI JOHKLHHKJLH

-Finally, it's time to duel!

-Tiger Jirou with the interruption!

-Aaaaaaand Minoru, right on cue!

-Again!

-Start Up!

-Ohhhhh, that's the Boukengers call!

-GoGo-Ki!

-Alllll over again!

-Yes Tarou, your companions. They love you. As do I <3

-Ooooooh, their coordination!

-Murasame's time to shine!

-Ohhhhh, here it comes

-A festival.

-Loving the new contacts, Sonoi!

-Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha~!

-We're alive again!

-...maybe.

-Ohhhhhhhh, the transformation. That's sick.

-Ohhhhhh, the moon in the background...

-Yeah this is some crazy shit

-hkjhlgv Shinichiiii

-"No, bad tiger, stay!"

-Oh, that's new!

-Ohhhh...

-The water.

-Because YOU'RE alive!

-Damn, busting that romantic-ass line outta nowhere.

-Ohhhhhhhhh, he's gone.

-Minoru's been Noto'd.

-Don Murasame! Kill his ass!

-Black Oni what now

-Ohhhhhhhh fuuuck

-Ohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuck

-Dai Gattai!

-Swordses

-Okay, bye Murasame!

-We did iiiiit!

-...wait...

-Oh fuck.

-Hey, fellas, I understand this is kind of a thing you two do, but you gotta think about this, one of you is gonna...

-...do that... yeah...

-Momoi...

-And Jirou comes to pick him up...

-Our next story!

-Ah, yep, don't worry folks, Tarou's A-OK! Maybe, probably, who knows, he ain't dead at least!

-"MY FRIENDS NOW!"

-Ooooooh, he gold.

-...I think I love the look of this form, but I'm not totally sure yet.

-Either way, we will be meeting again soon for the next episode!

#donbrothers spoilers #donbrothers #avataro sentai donbrothers #super sentai #don! don! it's a full force peachy festival!

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farb3yond · 10 years

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FIRST LOVE, IN FIVE PARTS.

*Coug* *Cough* Sorry, this blog is a little dusty.

My one caveat for this poem is that it was written to be read out loud to an audience, so reading it here doesn’t quite match the intended effect.

FIRST LOVE, IN FIVE PARTS.

So I have this friend right and I heard he started seeing this girl. So when I met up with him I asked him. I said, “Hey man, how are you? What’s going on with this girl you’re seeing?”

He said,

Our love is a game of hide and seek in the nude. We are both trying desperately to catch a glimpse of the other, but it's hard, because we're terrified of being caught naked. It's a slow dance on a tied-rope strung between ecstasy and destruction. And I’m so nervous I only think about jumping. It's Texting and not texting, Calling and not calling. It's playing games while we're awake, It's falling asleep while facebook stalking. It's the unplanned love-child of hope and fear. And just like the two of us, it didn't ask to be born, but fuck it's here. Like the sunrise on the last day of your life, or that feeling when you look to the left, and you look to the right, And realize that you accidently became an adult. And just like that, what once seemed impossible, Suddenly feels inevitable.

So I was like, “Wow! You're in trouble holmes.”

Anyway I met him again a few months later, and he was a ball of energy! I went to ask him how he was when he interrupted me saying...

The way she makes love shakes my convictions. It makes me cynical of my cynicism, It re-baptizes my beliefs, it revises my revisions There's a subtle safety in her promise, and it provide sanctuary for softness. And within halls filled with the florescence of her essence, I'm resurrecting a part of me I forgot was dead. And with that... One who is so used to punching problems and breaking things, is mending bridges and making things. All because… Her irises blaze like the beacon of a lighthouse, a bright, steadily shifting metronome. Silently saying that all the seas and storms are over, and that you, my love, are finally home.

And I looked at him and I was like, JESUS CHRIST...

He's not such a close friend of mine so we didn't meet till several months later. When we did he wasn’t looking as good as the last time we met. I asked, “How are you man, how is she?”

And he said,”

I don't know man... It's like someone changed the sheets while weren't paying attention, or maybe something changed because we weren't paying attention, or maybe what changed, is we stopped paying attention. Like loving felt so easy I thought I could do it blindfolded, and so I tried. Like giving felt so easy she buried all thoughts of sacrifice, along with any hope of compromise. So now I have a second secret lover, You might know her? Insomnia? I heard she gets around. Thing is though I don't quite like the way she eye-balls my dreams, And in 2 weeks with no sign of HER, and no sign of SLEEP! I'm thinking of sending out a search party, you know: Lost: 'Hopes & Dreams' Last Seen: ‘Somewhere between her broken promises, and my muffled screams.' Till then I'm just injecting every 'hello' with a latent 'goodbye'. As destiny slips through my fingers, and I can't quite figure out 'why?'. I'm locked in this prison of past patterns, though I don't quite understand the crime, I'm forced to kiss the person I love every time, like it might be the last time.

My friend kinda turned into the kind of person you wouldn't want to be friends with after that. I ran into him this one time and couldn’t get away from him so I awkwardly asked, “Heyyyy how are youuuu…?”

He said,

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUUUCCCKKK FUUUCK FUCK FUCK… fuck…!

And I was like, “…Fuuuuck…”

We didn't speak again for a while. To be honest I feel like no one really heard from him in a while. I suddenly heard he'd crawled out of his cave and was making appearances in public. So I called him up and said we should meet up.

I apologized for what happened saying, “I’m sorry about everything that happened bro, how is she? Do you guys still talk?”

He said,

Yeah... She called me after reading the Fault in our Stars, Talking about love and loss. I said the pages of great books feel like mirrors. chapters feel like memories, and characters; friends. She said don't be so dramatic, it's not like we're dying. But I said anyone who says we're not is lying. This human horror show is a cosmic tragedy with an unoriginal ending. I'm not trying to be condescending, but we're all dying. But when the two of us lived as one we illuminated this reality. We filled its spaces with serenity, and sang songs into its silences. We transmuted its mundane and morphed its melancholies. So it’s almost poetic, that we'd be undone by such trivialities. I'd like to say we were doomed, I'd like to say we were young, But the truth is you were selfish, and I was dumb. So though fate never did us any favors, and our stars are full of shit. We are the unplanned parents of our own destruction, and it’s time we took responsibility for it. I would have loved you for a lifetime, but that's damaged beyond repair, still, don't despair, Perhaps 'almost' can be our 'always'.

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companionjones · 4 years

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Against The Wall

Fandom: James McAvoy

Pairing: James McAvoy x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Slight!Insecurity

Author’s Note: This is my first smut. It’s taken me forever to write one, and this is the first successful of many tries. Hear me out, it’s technically based on the episode of SNL that McAvoy hosted. I don’t know why. I meant to write the smut part of this first, then the regular part where they meet and get to know each other and stuff, then post them in reverse order. But, the thing is, I don’t feel like writing the other part. So you’re just getting the smut. This takes place at the SNL afterparty that week, or at least it starts there. Enjoy. Also, if you’re my friend in real life reading this, I am very uncomfortable right now.

*******

“What do you say we get out of here?” James parted from you, breathless.

Your whole face warmed up. “O-okay...”

James smiled then, and leaned back in to kiss both your cheeks, then your lips once more.

The two of you exited from the back. As soon as you were out of sight of others, James pinned you against the brick wall of the alley. He started kissing you again. You could feel him inhale against your skin.

“James...” you breathed. You meant to sound less desperate than you did.

“I love how you say my name.” He separated from you just enough to tell you. “So breathless and sweet and...fuck.”

You couldn’t help but moan at that...but the two of you were in an alley. “James?”

His hands had ventured down, and he had started squeezing your thighs. He parted from you, though. “I know, I know. We should take this to an actual bed.” He had walked a little away from you, and a smirk grew on his lips once he got the full view of you.

Breathless, lips swollen and red, you were leaning against the wall for support.

He continued, that smirk still present, “I couldn’t help myself though.”

As your heart hammered in your chest, you looked him and down, too. His bulge was prevalent in his pants, and it was also obvious that James wasn’t taking his eyes off you any time soon. Your body seemed to have used permanent marker to keep that smirk on his lips for good.

“We can keep going here, if you want,” you offered. “It wouldn’t be my first time, outside like this.”

His breath got caught in his throat. His gaze wandered over you once more. “Don’t go saying things like that to me right now.”

“I’m serious,” you held.

James stepped back to you. He wasn’t touching you again, not yet. “I want this to continue, though. Outside of this. You and me. I want you to know that.”

You should’ve guessed before then, but surprise still flashed in your eyes. Your gaze was fixed on his lips. Your own mouth twitched up at the same time. “Yeah?”

“God, yes.”

A full smile started to grow on your lips, but you interrupted it by kissing him again.

James pulled away again though and bought himself just enough time to ask, “Are you su--”

“Yes,” you answered before he could finish, and captured his lips again.

In reply, James moaned lowly, and you were sure your legs would’ve given out had he not been pressing you against that wall again.

James didn’t waste time after that. Swiftly, he reached under your skirt to discard your underwear before he came back to cup your face with both his hands. With his left hand, he tugged the hair at the back of your head for a moment before his hands slid downward. In their journey, they cupped your breasts as well before hooking to the back of your thighs. “Jump, darling,” he whispered just as he captured your lips again.

You did as he said, he caught you, and James pinned you even further against the brick.

“God, darling,” he moaned against you. “I’ve wanted to do this for a while,” James finished with a giddy smile. His lips barely had enough time to form those phrases when they weren’t against yours.

You smiled, too. You teased, “I’ve waited longer,” and that earned you a deep chuckle.

James moved his hips against your for what was definitely not the first time that night, and both of you moaned.

James undid his belt and jeans, and suddenly something was even more obvious than it was before. He teased his dick against your folds, and a few more moans slipped from his throat.

“Are you gonna fuck me, or wha--”

His cock slid in, and the sounds the both of you made were louder than anything that had left your lips yet.

“So tight, so fuckin’ tight,” James commented, almost desperate.

“...Baby...I’m just gonna need a second. Fuck, you’re huge.” Your voice broke on the last word.

James passed the time by nipping and sucking behind your earlobe, then where your neck met your shoulder, then he made his way to the symmetrical side of you.

“Baby?” you called after a couple of minutes.

“Yes, darling?” He leaned away from you so he could catch your eyes. A teasing smile was playing at your lips.

You flashed your own smile in return. “Move.”

“Of course.” He went to kiss you again, but a sigh left his lips before he could. James slowly moved his dick out of you, then slid it back in.

“Fuck, James...” you breathed.

“You’re perfect, darling.” He captured your lips again, and another needy moan sounded from his throat.

After a few tentative thrusts, you broke the kiss again. “James? Baby, I need you to move faster.”

James obeyed your words and started speeding up. Soon, his hips were snapping against yours at lightening speed.

You whimpered at almost every thrust. How could you not? James’ moans were louder than yours, but his were farther between.

He made up for it by whispering breathless, sweet nothings to you, including but not limited to... “You feel amazing, darling...So good...So fucking good...God fucking dammit, I don’t know how long I’m gonna last...This is perfect...You’re perfect, darling...”

Eventually, James bit your neck and sucked with a force that was almost painful. “Fuck. Darling, I’m gonna cum soon.” Him biting at your neck was him trying to hold himself off.

You bracingly kissed him, and informed, “I’m close too, baby.” You could feel the coil tightening in your stomach, and your cunt must’ve been getting tighter too because James was having trouble holding himself together.

“Fuck, fuuuck.” His thrusts were getting sloppy, but he was trying his best not to slow down. James’ fingers started digging in under your thighs where he was holding you up.

How much effort he was putting into not cumming before you turned you on even more. That, on top of the feelings of his cock sliding in and out of you and his arms holding you close did you in.

Right before, you suddenly noticed that you had been so caught up in the act that you had your eyes shut most of the time. You wanted to look into James’ eyes as you came.

Your hands had been resting on his shoulders and grabbing onto his shirt most of the night, but you brought your hands to the sides of his face to bring it in front of yours. “James,” you alerted him.

He had his teeth gritted and his head was on your right shoulder because he was still holding himself off for you. When you brought him to look at you, his mouth fell open as soon as he met your eyes because as soon as he did that, you were cumming.

“Jesus Christ,” he cursed, his eyes going out of focus as he snapped his hips against yours one last time. He shuddered, and finally spilled himself inside you. His cum came out in three bursts, then James let out a small, gratified moan and leaned his forehead against yours. His eyes slid shut again. “You were fucking spectacular, Y/n.”

You chuckled at that, and kissed him again.

After a few more moments, James pulled out of you. He let you down, and you put back on your underwear.

After that though, James pressed you against that brick wall again. He kissed you once more. “I was serious about this continuing. I want to see you again. Preferably in a restaurant and not in an alleyway.”

You laughed again, and kissed him again. You wouldn’t complain if that pattern stuck for the rest of time. After you parted from him again, and your gaze was on his lips, you licked your own. Your smile faded to a look of slight insecurity. You met his eyes again. “You sure?”

He smiled in such a comforting way, it made your heart swell. “Darling,” he told you, “I haven’t been this sure about something in a while.”

You couldn’t help but grin at that, and you couldn’t recall a time in which you were happier.

James’ gaze trailed down to your lips again, and he pulled you in for another kiss. His hand that wasn’t holding yours was tangled in your hair, and his smile had not left when the two of you broke the kiss.

“You wanna come back to my apartment?” you offered, “Maybe round 2 in an actual bed?”

“Your place?” A different smile was playing at his lips then, as if him being in your apartment was a step forward in intimacy.

You realized that it was. You didn’t back down. “Yeah. My place.”

James brought your hand that he was holding to his lips. “Lead the way, darling.”

That, you did.

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Author’s Note: Thank you for reading! I can’t believe I finally wrote my first smut! I hope you liked it. Fill up that heart and reblog if you did. If you have the time, I would also really appreciate a comment. If you would like to read more, I have more fics over on my page. You should check it out. Thanks again! Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you! <3 <3 <3

#james mcavoy #james mcavoy x reader #james mcavoy smut #james mcavoy x reader smut #smut #against the wall #companion jones #woohoo!!#first smut!!

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whosjunglejim4322 · 4 years

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Dom!mark lee w breeding kink for @nakamotocore I am v excited this is nasty aha devil emoji, est. relationship, uhm spitting, hand/finger kink, overindulgence of the word baby, fingering, creampie, bathroom sex, fucking in front of a mirror, mark has a nasty mouth, he's a sweetie who is acc very in love w u, toothrotting fluff at the end

It really wasn't your fault. You are pro comfort above all else, in fact, it's even advised by certified healthcare professionals, to not wear underwear occasionally - who are you to risk not giving yourself the care you need and or deserve?

Sure, maybe you should've worn something a bit less conspicuous than a dress, but it's not like you aren't careful. Of course you are! Especially since you and Mark are visiting Jaehyun and Johnny at their new home payed by Jae's onlyfans money - but silly you, had still accidentally managed to expose yourself - luckily, with only your boyfriend there to see.

You'd been rummaging in J number one and two's fridge, eager to find something behind the rows of beer that stacked the shelves, organized neatly as if they'd actually taken their time on making at least twenty five cans of bud light look presentable.

Mark had followed, having promised to bring a couple of the beverages back to the living room, just as you spotted the non alcoholic juice cocktail nestled all the way in the back of the bottom row - your fingers suddenly prickling with newfound determination.

"You're really.....fuck," Mark groaned from somewhere behind you and all at once the breeze against your bare center had you shivering. You've been caught. "come here."

It was a silent, steady command that rang with regained composure and as you stood up straight, Marks hands gripped your hips with ferocity, spinning you around to face him.

If the flaring of his nostrils and the glossy, lost glare in his doe eyes were anything to go by, you'd ticked something inside of him that began raging like a bull behind his ribcage; dick swelling in his sweats at a rapid rate, while he pulled you closer to his body by the swell of your ass.

Your gasp was a puff against his cheek, pupils blown wide when you felt the warmth of his palm against your sex from behind, the prod of his middle finger. You could still hear Jaehyun and Johnny in the living room just around the corner, furthering the mixture of thrill and embarrassment.

"You did this on purpose, huh?" He growled it against your ear, the vibration trilling down your spine and flooding your pelvis with heat. Within the second you were being tugged along, out of the kitchen and through the hall that led to an intersection of doors; the one straight ahead being the bathroom, the others bedrooms.

You had to grip onto the back of his shirt to keep up with him, despite the fact that your wrist was firmly entrapped by his slim fingers. You entered the middle door and that's what led to your current situation; your ass perched on his friends' bathroom counter with your dress being hiked up around your thighs.

"M-Markie, right now? W-what if they come looking for - ohhhh, for us?" You sputter as the pad of his middle and forefinger rub your clit in circles, his bottom lip caught between his two front teeth. He chuckles darkly, in a way that makes you leak, and suddenly you're far too worked up to think straight anymore.

"Don't Markie me, you really came here in this pretty little dress," he tugs the ensemble up higher, until it's resting around your hips and your naked center is in full view. "with your pussy right underneath, completely bare."

He kisses you sloppily, as if he's as drunk on the adrenaline as you are, but with clear purpose. You grind against his fingers and then he's pulling away, grin lopsided and fever inducing, the way it always is when he's in these moods.

"That's not-" he cuts you off, slowing his circles and your clit throbs in protest.

"What? Not fair?" He scoffs, pulling you closer by the back of your knees, nestling his narrow hips in between your parted thighs while his mouth presses soft kisses to your cheek, down your jaw.

"You know what's really not fair, baby?" Your wetness is loud even as he glides his digits through the silk of your folds, using the lightest of touches to trace the ring of your slit.

"You knew I'd notice, eventually," his tongue flicks across your throat, over to your carotid artery until he's kissing the patch of skin just under your ear. "and you wanted my dick to get hard in front of my friends - fuck - wanted me to have to drag you to the bathroom and rub your little pussy just like this - you were staring at my hands all day, hmm?"

You're already trembling in his hold, and you have to fight back the near irrepressible urge to whimper when he slides those fingers into your sopping heat - your walls sucking him in greedily, contracting around the digits.

"Fuuuck baby, so fucking wet." he groans, curling his fingers when he feels you squeezing around them. You blame it on him- it's hard not to notice the bulge that has formed underneath his shorts, and your neediness grows with each sound that passes his pretty lips.

Of course, this is Mark, though. He feeds off of the fact that you're so fucked out so fast, knows that you'll act completely innocent until he fucks the truth about your mischievous plans out of you - even so, you whine just a bit too loudly when your hole feels sudden emptiness.

"Please, Mark," you're begging already, pouting until he brings the soaked digits to your mouth. Without missing a beat you're parting your lips and suckling your juices off of him, his dick twitching the minute he feels the slick of your tongue.

"Is that what you're gonna call me, while you're trying to get your way?" He cups your cheek, pulling his spit soaked fingers from your mouth before wiping them on the inside of your thigh.

"No, no sir I'm sorry," he smiles proudly, cock leaking and desire saturating his senses as you stare up at him through the thick of your lashes, clinging onto the front of his shirt in an effort to pull him closer than what he already is.

This proves to showcase your real desperation and then he's kissing you again, roughly at first but then he's rhythmic while he takes his time suckling your bottom lip, then your top, and alternating between the two.

You're so distracted by the feel of his tongue against the roof of your mouth, that you don't even realize he's shoved his shorts down, until the bulbous tip of his cock rubs against your swollen clit.

"Fuck me, please Mar-sir? Want you s-so bad." You mewl, gasping when you're suddenly pulled off of the counter by your waist, turned around and met with your disheveled reflection in the bathroom mirror. You bend yourself over with no hesitation, eyes drawn forward and belly tightening with arousal from the sight before you; from the way Mark's entire expression has darkened, gaze low and focused on the glistening between your legs.

"Yeah? Wanna be fucked full of my cum, hmm baby?" He's fucked out, hazy from the ache in the pit of his belly, in his chest. He's gripping the thick shaft of his length, rubbing the plum hued head up an down your slit as if it's his tongue lapping at your pussy instead.

"Mm, yes, yes please stuff me full, sir."

You push back against him and he chuckles at the way you're trembling, though he honestly doesn't think he can last much longer to tease you about it, balls tightening with the urge to release. Plus, how could he say no to you?

It always takes him by surprise, every single time he pushes himself into you. It's a further reminder that you're his, made for him in every way and it makes his desire even headier.

He bottoms out and you're gripping onto the edge of the sink for dear life, eyes holding themselves open just so you can watch Marks soft features contort into that of someone else completely. His dark eyebrows are furrowed in concentration, petal lips parted.

He drags his length out of you and you're the only thing he sees as he thrusts himself back into the warmth of your sex, his hands snug around your hips as a form of leverage for the pace he sets; hard and precise.

Johnny and Jaehyun are long but forgotten now, in fact when you're with Mark, it seems as though everything else disappears completely. That's not an understatement, especially not when he's able to fuck you like this, pretty groans leaving his throat, his manhood buried deep inside of you.

You're a whimpering mess and he doesn't have the heart to tell you to quiet down, you're too beautiful like this and you're - "So fuckin' wet for me baby, shit."

You're completely coating his cock in your milky essence, it's smearing the front of his thighs and dripping down his balls. You feel the warmth of mouth against the side of your cheek and realize he's lent over, arms wrapped fiercely around your middle as he rolls his agile hips into you from behind.

"M-Maaark, mmmph." You feel so full, too full and you're not sure what to do with yourself - bouncing back on his length, the back of your thighs meeting the front of his.

"You like being fucked like this baby?" He uses one arm to reach down in between your thighs where the two of you are connected, rubbing circles over your bud as he did earlier. "You want me to have you leaking between your legs with my cum?"

He's filthy, and each word that is spoken through a growl has your belly filling with an unbearable pressure, body lurching with each sharp, sloppy thrust of his hips.

"Y-Yes Markie, make a mess o-oohhhh, out of me."

You've forgotten about the formalities but he's okay with it, in fact the nickname sounds so pretty coming from you, that it makes the drive to fill you with his seed that much more powerful.

"Gonna - fuck, gonna put a baby in you, mmm," he curls his hips and hits a spot inside of you that has your body involuntarily jerking, legs wobbly. "gonna make sure everyone knows who got you all big and swollen."

Even the thought has you barely holding it together, his possessiveness stirring a whirlwind of emotions within you that seem to be building by the second. He stands uo to his full stature and returns to his previous position in an effort to hold you up, sensing that his mouth has you worked up beyond belief.

"You like that baby? Can feel you squeezing around me."

It's sadistic, really. Your eyes aren't even all the way open, the balloon of pressure in your belly swelling and swelling, spreading licks of fire through your nerve endings, causing you to drip onto the bathroom floor with each drag of his cock from your heat.

"Ple-ease don't s-stop, oh fuck, Mark please." You're not making any sense but he understands perfectly, as he always has and always will. Hes not fairing much better, if he's honest, and so he's truly grateful that you're so close to falling apart as he knows he won't be long either.

"Awe, look at you," his voice isn't steady but it's still strong, teasing in its lilt. "you're gonna cum all over my dick aren't you? That's what you wanted all along, couldn't even wait."

You mewl as a reply and he twitches, the end dangerously close with each stroke. He's never felt someone so soft, so warm and wet for him and only him and now you're panting his name, over and iver again as if it's the only word you've ever known.

"Markmarkmark, oh fuck, I'm c-cumming."

A hand clamps over your mouth while you drown in the liquid heat that pulsates through you in rigorous, violent waves; tears brimming in your eyes and knees practically giving out.

Mark manages to keep you steady, to fuck you through your orgasm while your muffled cries seep into his skin like they're made of medicine; and in reality it's probably only seconds after, with you throbbing around his cock, that he feels his orgasm rip through him as viciously as yours rips through you.

You know the signs enough by now to sense it in his body, and despite the fact that you're still loopy, you manage to pull your eyes open just enough to watch him lose it - his body bowing and chest pressing against your front as he pumps himself into you with sloppy thrusts.

His bottom lip almost bleeds with how hard his teeth dig into it, tremors wracking through him while the warmth of his cum fills you from the inside out, and it has an aftershock of orgasmic pleasure moving through the marrow of your bones.

It's not even a moment later when you feel the softness of his kisses against any expanse of skin he can reach, soft smooch sounds accompanied by the flurry of gentle pecks. You feel like you're floating, despite still not being able to move properly.

"My baby, my darling," he sings against your skin and you giggle at the giddiness that radiates from the doe eyed boy, your Mark. He pulls himself out of you and you try not to whine, but ultimately fail, too used to the feeling of him inside of you. "don't pout, gotta clean you up."

Your eyes are closed and the sound of running water pulls you from your momentary reverie, even more so as you feel the warmth of a cloth against your sensitive center; a flush of heat leaving you dangling in the realization of what you two have just done in Johnny and Jaehyun's bathroom.

"Oh fuck." You attempt to bury your face in your arms but Mark stops you, chuckling as if he hasn't got a care in the world while he adjusts your dress to drape over your hips again, pulling you into his chest.

"Shh, it's okay it's okay. We made the place more...more homey - you know?" He teases with a warm chuckle that threatens to tear any worries from your mind, and you bury your face against the crook of his neck, smiling.

"I swear to fuck if they used even one of my brand new wash cloths I'm never inviting them over again." Jaehyun seethes.

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amor-immortalem · 3 years

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Friends (With Benefits)

Minors DNI

A/N: Fair warning this is a mammonxoc smut-not a very good one but its a smut nonetheless- because its just that kinda day... It’s not the first one I’ve written but it’s the first one I’ve ever posted that hasn’t been part of a role play so... yeah. Do with that info what you will...

I'm not participating in kinktober but since its that time of year I figured eh why the hell not. Now, if you excuse me. I need some water.

Also I’m doing that 48hr post+ protest so any comments questions or concerns will be heard on the 4th.

Warning(s)?: unprotected sex, oral sex (Female receiving) size kink (if you squint)

Gods she needed to get off. She’d been down here on the exchange programme for about six months at this point and yeah, Asmodeus made it a point to make sure she had plenty of quality toys at her disposal for the year, but it just wasn’t as satisfying as the real thing. Not to mention, she never had a moment’s peace in this god-forsaken house to begin with. It was common place for Arella to come home to Mammon or one of his brothers making themselves at home here in her room or just barging in whenever they felt like it- no better way to kill the mood than getting walked in on by one of her housemates.

In fact, that’s the case today. Arella had come home a little earlier than the others due to them being stuck for a student council meeting for the express purpose of having some privacy and time to relieve her frustrations without risking the chance that one of those pesky demons would interrupt her. Of course, that wasn’t the case for her as waiting on her bed was the Avatar of Greed himself scrolling through his phone like it was no big deal- dressed in only a pair of grey sweat pants because of course he would be.

It was a nice view though. Despite Mammon’s frustrating hot-’n-cold attitude sometimes, he always is pleasing to look at and now in her desire-addled mind, Arella finds herself scanning over his form as her eyes drift lower and lower until...

“Ya gonna just stand there or...?” Mammon calls, not looking away from the screen of his phone.

Her face flushes at the notion that he’s caught her eyeing him up like a piece a meat. “Why’re you in here, Mammon? Surely, you have better things to do since you’re always so busy.”

“Well yeah, naturally, I’ve always got shit ta do but I said we were gonna do movie night after school today so...”

“Can you give me a few hours, please? I... have to take care of something.” Arella sighs when the demon makes no effort to leave but rather shifts a little to the point that the material of his pants leaves astoundingly little to the imagination.

She audibly swallows, trying so hard not to stare. Arella has to look away, her face an impossibly bright shade of red as her mind starts to wander into the gutter. She could always order him away with the pact but she always did hate using it unnecessarily. It’s not until she sees the smirk on his face that she knows he’s fucking with her.

“What’s so important that I can’t be here, huh?” Mammon drops his phone on the bed beside him.

“That smirk on your face tells me you know exactly why.” The human glares at him.

“Yeah ‘n that’s why ‘m not goin’,” The Avatar of Greed laughs, “Yer jus’ gonna have to suffer, Princess.”

“You are absolutely horrible, you know that?” Arella sighs in frustration. “C’mon, Mammon, just go, please. Unlike you, who has the luxury of going out to find a partner when you need to get laid, I can’t for risk that they’ll eat me afterwards so I have to take care of myself when it comes to that.”

“You could always just ask me to help ya...” The demon suggests. “Ever heard of the term ‘friends with benefits’?”

“Huh- Wha- I – Of course, I’ve heard of the term!” She crosses her arms as she huffs. “But friends with benefits only works when both parties don’t run the risk of catching feelings. And you strike me as the type who does.”

“What? No. Couldn’t be me.” The demon rolls his eyes as he looks away, “’sides you’d be doin’ me a favor too and ya can’t tell me that yer not even a little curious about what I’m like in bed. I heard ya this morning. Moanin’ my name and beggin’ me for more.” A smug smirk paints itself on his face as he gets up, approaching her, walking her back until she’s trapped between him and the wall. “Well? Ya got your chance with The Great Mammon now... ya gonna take it or blow it?”

Arella bites her lip as she mulls it over. It wasn’t like he was wrong. She did fantasize about him more than she should for someone who she considers a friend. “Fuck it,” she murmurs as she surges forward to capture his lips in a heated kiss as she pushes him back towards her bed.

If the need wasn’t so urgent, she’d take her time with Mammon, but honestly, going for six months without any chance for release when she was used to being able to have it whenever only made her more desperate to find it now. Her hands traveled all along the demon’s body as she straddled his hips. She let out a soft moan as he shoved his tongue in her mouth and he rolled them over, grinding his hips against hers. He broke their kiss only to trail them down to her neck where he nibbled and sucked little love bites into the delicate skin on her neck.

Arella’s fingers carded through his snowy hair as she panted, head tilting to the side as he moved, his hands coming up work on unbuttoning her unform shirt, tossing it to the side once it was off. He wasn’t so gentle with her bra, choosing to rip it off and toss it away as if the article of clothing had offended him somehow.

“Mammon!” she gasped as she watched it go.

“What? Ya got a hundred more where that came from. If it’s that big a deal I’ll by ya a new one.” the greedy demon growls as he trails his lips down her chest, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking as his fingers pinched and rolled the other one. Every once and a while he would lightly nip at her before circling it with his tongue. Arella would only tug at his hair impatiently signaling him to get on with it as he chuckled. “Here, get these wet for me.”

He prods her lips with his fingers and she takes them in her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue around them as he pushed them in further to the point that she was nearly gagging on them as he works on ridding her of her skirt and panties. As they slid down her legs, he pressed open-mouthed kisses to her inner thighs, withdrawing his fingers from her mouth and tracing them down her stomach. He let his warm breath tease for a bit as she tried to rock her hips to spur him to action.

“Impatient, ain’t ya, Baby?” He chuckled, “Just hold still, you’ll get what ya want.”

“If you’d stop teasing, maybe I would,” she pouts, just wanting to feel him where she needed it most.

“As you wish, Princess.” The demon smirks as he spreads her open and licks a stripe from her opening to her clit and she could almost cry at how good it feels when he starts to gently suckle on the sensitive nub.

“Fuuuck, yes, right there,” She gasps at the feeling of his mouth on her and the prodding of one of his long fingers at her opening followed soon by a second. “Don’t stop...”

Her head tips back as she lets a pleasured sigh fall from her mouth, her hand coming down to knot itself in Mammon’s fleecy white hair to push him closer, drawing a moan from the demon. He has her dangerously close to the edge of oblivion without having even done much of anything.

“I’m so close, Baby, keep going.” she rocks her hips to match pace of his fingers before he pulls them away only to replace them with his tongue and she lets out a frantic cry as she feels the wet muscle work its way against her walls while his thumb rubbed tight circles around her clit.

“Don’t hold back. Let me have it.” He growls out as he returns to his ministrations and she absolutely loses it, body going tense as she lets out a strangled moan and she clenches around his tongue as she cries out his name.

The demon cleans her up as he helps her ride out her high before pulling away, making a show of licking his lips as he crawls his way back up her body. He leans down for another kiss and Arella moans at how she can taste herself on his lips and tongue. She used her knee to brush against his crotch listening to the beautiful groan he lets out at the sensation.

“Get those off,” The human says in reference to his sweat pants that now have a large stain of pre covering the front. “You need more or are you good to go right away?”

“Nah, I’m good.” He pushes himself up on his knees and slowly rids himself of his sweat pants allowing his cock to spring up, slapping against his belly.

Her jaw drops at the sight of him. She knew he was big- but damn. He absolutely would tear her apart if they we’re careful- and are those piercings? She can feel her mouth start to water as she looks up at him to see the predatory look in his eyes that were now a shining gold.

“That shut ya up real fast, didn’t it?” He chuckled as he lined himself up. “You ready or do you need a minute?”

“No, I’m fine.” A determined look crossed her eyes. “I’m more than ready.”

“Got a safe word?”

“Just use the traffic light system.” She hooks a leg over his hips to bring him closer. “I want this.”

The stretch she feels as Mammon enters her is as delicious as it is painful even with him taking breaks to let her adjust. Once he’s fully seated, he keeps still as she takes a moment to savor it. With a nod from her, he begins to rock his hips gently, upping his pace as he draws more moans and gasps and the occasional whine from his human. Soon he’s pounding into her as he slips into his demon form.

Her hands are at his back, digging into the skin near the base of his wings and scratching angry red lines down his back. She’s so tight around him that it’s intoxicating to the demon as he lets out a growl. He can feel her next climax is imminent by the way her walls are clenching and gripping him and the breathy pitchy cries of his name- by the way her eyes are nearly rolled back into her head as he pulls her legs up over his hips to hit deeper. The pleasure is overwhelming as his piercings drag along her walls and she cums for the second time that afternoon.

He slows his pace in consideration of the human but he never stops all together. As she starts to squirm from the overstimulation, Mammon holds her still.

“What’s your color, Baby?”

“Green,” Arella looks up at him and pulls him back down by the horns for a tongue filled kiss as he picks his pace back up.

She ran her fingers against the curls of his horns as the demon goes back to biting and sucking on her neck as the only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of their moans, growls, and gasps and the sound of skin slapping against skin. “More! I need more, Mammon. Please.” She has tears slipping down her cheeks from the overstimulation. “It's so good... you’re so big...”

He growls as he hoists her legs up over his shoulders, nearly folding her in half as he thrust into her at a near animalistic pace hitting the deepest part of her as she cried for him. He was getting close to his release as he grasped her hand in his.

“Almost there... so close... Just keep squeezin’ me like that.”

“Me too!” Arella threw her head back, “Fuck, I’m so close. Cum inside.”

“Yer playin’ with fire, Princess. Ya really want that from me?”

“Yes! Yes!” Her grip on his hand tightened as she threw her head back. “Fill me up.”

He groaned as he felt her walls tighten once more as she hit her last release. “Shit... haah... fuck. I’m cumming!” Mammon buries his face in her neck as his thrusts falter. His cock twitches as he fills her with his seed until she’s overflowing with a mixture of their fluids.

They ride out their highs together, letting out soft groans and gasps as the demon pulls her legs down from his shoulders. They stare at each other as they try to catch their breath, wide-eyed, sweaty messes before bursting into a fit a laughter.

“I can’t believe we did that,” He sighs as he leans his forehead against hers.

“That was... amazing...” She sighs, “Best sex I’ve had ever had... I don’t know about you but I need a nap after we shower and change the sheets.”

“Yeah, I second that...” Mammon groans as he pulls out and rolls out of bed. “I’ll start the water; you just pull the sheets off.”

Arella only gave him a thumbs up as she sat up, feeling considerably better than she had before she’d gotten home from school.

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xiaojusaur · 4 years

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Let’s Get Wet

Johnny x Reader

1769 words

Smut

TW: fiction, mentions of masturbation, fingering, shower sex, unprotected sex

Neo Smut Collective drabble Wet & Wild

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Your brother’s best friend was hot and it couldn’t be denied. Every time he stayed in your house your knees trembled from the thought of seeing him shirtless. But of course, your brother Jaehyun wouldn’t allow it, so he avoided any possible encounter between you two, because he knew you too well and noticed the way you looked at Johnny.

Many nights, in the darkness of your room, you would moan his name while playing with yourself, imagining it was him.

He was home tonight, your brother along some friends had a camping at the beach the next day and since they were leaving early, they were all staying together.

You went to take a shower so you could go to sleep refreshed. You opened the bathroom door and gasped when meeting with an almost-naked Johnny, covering his bottom part with a towel. “OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY!” You screamed in horror, quickly covering your eyes with one arm and closing the door with the other.

“It’s okay, I’m almost finished,” he said with his mellow voice and you saw him open the door again. His hair was shiny from the water and the droplets ran down his toned body. It was everything you imagined in your wildest dreams.

You were panicking, looking everywhere but to him. If your brother caught you, he would either kill you or Johnny.

Johnny was styling his hair in the foggy mirror, running his fingers through his dark, silky mane.

Without noticing, you were staring at him to which he smirked through the mirror. “Like what you see?” He chuckled.

“Very, very much!” You wanted to scream, but you just stuttered, “N-not bad.”

“Please, Y/N, I know how you feel about me. Do you think I don’t notice how you look at me?” He said in a racy voice.

You were shocked to hear those words, were you that obvious?

Johnny extended his arm and pulled you inside the bathroom with him, pushing you against the door, locking it before anyone noticed. He caged you against his body, looking at you with fire in his eyes.

His lips were so inviting, his wet body so tantalizing.

“Tell me, Y/N,” he whispered looking at you fiercely, “do you like me?”

“I- Johnny... Jaehyun wouldn’t allow it...” you explained just to not give him an answer.

“That’s not what I asked,” he said groggily, grabbing your wrist, somehow intimidating you.

“I like you, yeah. A lot,” you confessed.

“I know you do. Do you think I haven’t heard you moaning my name in the middle of the night?” He was making you flustered and was enjoying it.

You tried to talk, to make an excuse, but nothing came out, so you just lowered your gaze.

“Look at me, baby girl,” he took you by the chin to make you look into his eyes. “You’re so naughty. Touching yourself while thinking about your brother’s best friend. What would he think if he found out? Hmm?” He teased you.

“He would be angry, with you and with me both,” you said daring.

“What do you imagined? Tell me what do you think about in the darkness of your room,” he started getting close to your lips. Even though he was wet from the shower, you could feel the heat of his body.

Even though it seemed surreal, two could play this game. “I imagine its your fingers touching me, reaching deep inside. Your body on mine, your lips kissing my neck, while you fill me whole with your cock.”

“Fuck...” he said under his breath. You could feel his hardened member poking your thigh, which made you bite your bottom lip.

“Are you okay with me making it a reality?” He asked for your consent before making any move. So sexy!

“Yeah, of course!” You said desperately.

His expression changed to one full of lust, devouring you with his eyes. “Can I kiss you?”

“Yes, please...” you whispered and Johnny didn’t waste any second in crashing his lips with yours. They felt like you imagined, so meaty, so soft. His hand ran down your torso, skillfully pulling the elastic of your pijama pants, arriving to your heat easily.

“Oh? No panties? Such a naughty girl,” he said with a croaky voice.

“I was going to shower, plus, I was about to slee- Oh God!” He interrupted sliding a finger between your folds.

“Shhh... you don’t want Jaehyun to find us, right?” While drawing circles on your clit, he started kissing you again to drown your moans. “Fuck, you’re so wet...”

“Mmm! I wanted you so much, Johnny.”

“Shit... get undressed, baby. Let’s get into the shower,” he commanded and you did as told.

He opened the shower again and then let the towel that was covering his lower part fall, revealing his strong thighs, his big member standing proudly, waiting for you.

“Are you not coming?” He extended his hand, inviting you into the shower with him.

You took his hand, hypnotized by his beauty. He looked like an underwater god.

Under the shower, you two kissed like if it was something natural between you. He ran his hands down your body, kneading every inch of your skin, turning you on more, if that was possible.

Johnny pinned you against the shower wall and guided by lust, his hand reached to your heat. His fine fingers found your hole expertly, making you moan lowly, “Oh~”

He flexed his fingers inside you, back and forth, fast and deep, your eyes crossing from pleasure.

“Fuck, Johnny,” you whimpered in a whisper, trying to keep it low so nobody would notice what was happening. The water running down your body was a plus to the feeling and Johnny looked so sexy huffing to take the drops out of his face. You reached for his member that was begging for attention too, pumping your hand up and down slowly.

“Ah~ Feels nice, baby,” he gave you a naughty smile. “I wonder what that mouth could do,” He was suggesting something.

“You want me to suck you off?” You asked, sounding more like an offer than a question.

“We can do that later, you might hurt yourself here, but I appreciate the offer,” he said and then leaned in for a kiss. “Now, come here. Im gonna fuck you, I’ll make your dreams come true,” he said as he grabbed your leg.

“God, I’m so wet, I can’t wait...” you confessed.

“I love making you this way,” he winked, making you laugh. “You okay with this, right?”

“Please...” you begged desperately.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” he groaned.

He placed your leg on his arm, letting it hang. With his other hand, he held his member firmly to look for your entrance. Your breath accelerated, you were getting ready to receive his all. He was teasing you and enjoying your reaction while he was rubbing your clit with his tip. He entered in you slowly, torturing, so deliciously. The stretch was burning, you wanted to scream but you suppressed it squeezing his bicep, holding on tightly to not faint. “Fuuuck~” you whispered in a breathy moan.

“Mmm... baby, you’re so tight,” he pecked your lips and moved down to kiss your neck, letting you adjust to him.

A few seconds later, he started moving back and forth. You wrapped your arms around his neck, while he held you by the waist. The scene belonged to a movie, with you two connecting while the water ran down your bodies. Every time he huffed or moaned, the drops flew to your face. The sounds coming from where you two united were obscene, making you want more from him.

“God! Johnny!” You moaned a little too loud.

“Shhh...”

Johnny then picked you up, holding you midair, without stopping from thrusting you. The movement made him reach deeper inside you, touching that supple place that made your toes curls. You gasped and he chuckled.

He was going faster now, making you bounce on his dick by moving you up and down. The slapping sound invaded the tiny space of the bathroom and now you were just praying that your brother didn’t go out of his room, otherwise he would be able to hear everything.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” you said in a chant of whines.

He grunted loudly, his voice echoing in the room. “Shit! So good, you’re taking me so well!”

“Ah! Yes! Yes! Please!” You hissed.

After a few minutes his arms got tired, so he put you on the floor again and then he turned you around, making you hold yourself from the tile wall. He put his big hand on the small of your back as to make you bend, kneading your skin on the process. Johnny penetrated you again, now holding you by the waist with both hands.

The slapping sound of your bodies clashing increased by the minute of how fast Johnny was going and the water was making it louder. You were feeling your orgasm bubbling from your stomach and you let him know. “Johnny, I’m gonna cum, please!”

“Mmm... good!” He focused his thrusts to reach deeper and consistent to help you reach your high.

You felt it, the explosion of delicious tingles through your body, escaping in a simple sigh from your lips. Johnny held you tightly, helping you to stay on your feet. He kept plunging into you until he felt his high coming too. He pulled out and came on the floor, every proof of what had happened there going down the drain along with the water.

“Babe, we should get out of here. Your fingers should be pruning by now,” he said as he wrapped his arms around your torso and kissed your neck.

“Yeah, plus, it will be a little suspicious if you spent so much time in the bathroom,” you added.

“Nah! I actually spend a lot of time in the bathroom. I’m just worried that someone might have heard us...”

“Hopefully not...”

After you dried yourselves and were dressed again, Johnny said, “Maybe we can repeat this someday?”

“Anytime,” you winked and he smirked back at you.

But as soon as Johnny opened the door he found a Jaehyun leaning on the wall, waiting for him to get out. “Enjoyed your shower?” He sounded so pissed, you didn’t even want to look.

Your brother then pushed the door open, revealing you in the bathroom too. You gave him the bread smile, trying to act innocent. “Get out of there, we gonna talk about this, you two.”

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marvelsmylife · 3 years

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Take a chance on me

pairing: Natasha Romanoff x reader

request: Hi! Can I request a Nat x fem reader? R is a teacher, & meets Nat when she visits her classroom. They flirt, but the reader turns Nat down. She has a 10 year old son (single mom) R likes Nat but is afraid to get their hopes up. Nat doesn’t give up, runs into them both getting ice cream. She joins them, Nat and her son hit it off, they head back to reader’s appt and Nat learns the truth. Nat says she wants them both in her life, she spends the night and they sleep together. Fluffy end please! 🙏 A/n this is another smutty Natasha fic that I can’t believe I actually wrote. I apologize in advance for the smut and if you are under the age of 18 please don’t read. I’ve had people in the past anonymously message me saying either their younger sibling or child was reading these types of stories and they are not ok with it.

When Natasha agreed to visit a fourth-grade class with the rest of the Avengers she didn’t expect to be attracted to the teacher. Natasha was surprised she was attracted to you because she typically went for a butch woman but thought you looked adorable in your floral dress and white cardigan. She hoped she’d be able to talk to you for a bit after their appearance but didn’t get her hopes up because they had a hectic schedule. Fortunately for her, Steve agreed to stay half an hour after their appearance with the class because you told the Avengers that your students planned a little party for them as a thank you. Natasha took this as her chance to steal you away for a few minutes before she had to leave. Unfortunately, when she was about to go up to you Wanda walked up to and started talking about what was like to teach so many children every day. Natasha glared at Wanda and was mentally cursing her out because she got to you before her. Since Wanda could read minds she looked over at Natasha gave her a nod so she walked up and asked: “I’m sorry Wanda but can I steal y/n for a few minutes?” Wanda nodded her head before you walked her over to the library corner of your classroom. You were happy that the other Avengers were in the classroom so they could distract the kids while you talked to Natasha. Throughout the entire party, you and Natasha talked about everything and anything. It’s been awhile since Natasha clicked with someone so when she noticed there were a few minutes left before she had to leave she decided to ask you out “Since I’m leaving soon what do you say we continue our conversation later tonight? Maybe over dinner and see where the night takes us?” Taken off guard by Natasha’s question you blinked several times before you responded “I’m sorry Natasha but can’t” you apologized. It’s not that you didn’t want to go out with her, god you really did but you were a single mother of a ten-year-old boy and he was your main priority. Sure you’ve had relationships after your sons' father walked out but they didn’t last once they found out you were a mom. “Can I ask why?” Natasha asked while she gave you a confused look because she thought you guys were hitting it off. “I just can’t ok” you snapped. Natasha flinched at your answer before she watched you walk away and started thanking the other Avengers for stopping by. Natasha spent the rest of the day thinking about your interaction in your classroom. She wanted to know why you rejected her because she knew there was a spark between the two of you.

The following afternoon Natasha went out for a walk to distract herself from thinking about you but just as she was passing an ice cream shop and spotted you hugging a young boy. Wanting to know who the little boy was, Natasha entered the shop and walked up to you “hey y/n” Natasha smiled when you looked over your shoulder and spotted her. “Natasha what are you doing here?” you asked and wrapped your arm around your son. Natasha elected to ignore your question and looked down at the young boy next to you “Who’s your friend?” Natasha asked. “I’m her son Alexander” the little boy held out his hand and introduced himself. “I love you and all of the Avengers.” Natasha shook his hand and smiled at him “Thank you. You know what, let me pay for your ice cream?” Natasha pulled out her wallet before you had the chance to answer “I don’t know how much their ice cream was but you can keep the change” the teenage employee looked like he was about to have a stoke when he noticed Natasha gave him a $100 dollar bill. “Would it be ok if I joined you guys?” Without a second thought, Alexander nods his head excitedly “can she join us, mom?” Alexander looks up at you and gives you his signature puppy dog eyes. Not wanting to disappoint your son you agreed “of course she can” you kissed Alexanders head and start to head towards the exit so you could eat it outside. Natasha was grateful that you agreed to let her hang out with you guys because she got to know you and Alexander in a deeper level. You were surprised that Alexander was so open with Natasha because he was usually very shy when he’s around someone he’s never met before. He when he wanted to ask someone a question he would usually whisper in your ear so you could ask. With Natasha though he was smiling from ear to ear as he asked Natasha about what was it like to be an avenger and if he could be one when he grew up. Before you knew it you and Alexander had been talking to Natasha for three hours. You could have spent another three hours talking but Alexander started tugging on your sweater and mumbled “Mom we have to go! Tommy’s sleepover is in a few hours and I haven’t packed my stuff yet.” Not wanting to leave Natasha just yet Alexander asked “do you want to come to our house? I can show you my avengers' collection while I pack my stuff for the sleepover.” “Only if your mommy lets me come over. I don’t want to go if I’m not welcomed by everyone” Natasha looked up at you and smiled. “Of course you can come over” you responded, “we better get going before Tommy’s parents stop by to pick you up”. You guys all got up and made your way to your car so you could head back home.

Half an hour later you guys arrived helped Alexander pack for his slumber party. It took you guys an hour to get him packed because Alexander kept showing Natasha all of his toys and continued to ask questions about the Avengers. Once Alexander left there was an awkward silence between you and Natasha before you decided to speak “so what do we do now?” “We can sit and talk about why you rejected me yesterday,” Natasha suggested and caused you to tense up. Patting the seat next to her on the couch you reluctantly walked over and sat next to her “Was it because of Alexander?” “Yes,” you answered honestly “99% of the people I’ve dated in the past left when I mention I have a son” you admitted while you looked into Natasha’s eyes. “I thought you were going to be one of the 99% so I said no so I could save myself from another heartache.” Natasha felt her heartbreak at your answer. You were such a sweetheart and the thought that people stopped seeing you because you had a son made her upset. “I promise I’ll never leave” Natasha whispered as she grabbed your hand kissed them. You wanted to believe Natasha but you heard that same speech before. “Do you really mean it? I don’t want you to get my hopes up.” “Yes, I mean it. I um can’t have kids so if you give me a chance I’ll treat Alexander as if he was my own son.” Natasha bit her lower lip when she realized she just revealed a secret, not even the Avengers knew. A wave of guilt washed over you at Natasha’s words “I’m so sorry” you apologized even though you didn’t have to. “It’s ok” Natasha let go of your hands and rested on of her hands on your jaw “just give me a chance and I promise I’ll make you and Alexander my priority.” Licking your lips you looked back and forth between Natasha’s eyes and lips “please don’t make me regret this” you replied before you leaned in and kissed her. It had been a while since you kissed someone so you didn’t hold back and took control. “I thought I was going to take control” Natasha laughed when you broke the kiss and started kissing your way down Natasha’s neck. “Sorry but I love being in control” you pulled away and took off your top. “You know what, let’s take this to my room. I have a very comfortable bed and my own toys I want to show you” you bit Natashas lower lip before you got up and dragged Natasha towards your bedroom. Your hands were all over Natasha as you guys entered your bedroom. Natasha in the meantime was undoing your jeans “I’ve been thinking about this pussy all last night and this morning. I want a taste before we do anything.” Natasha pushed you onto your bed and yanked off your jeans and panties. “But I want to be in control” you whimpered. Natasha just smiled and watched as you got comfortable on your bed “you’re going to pay for this.” “I’m sure I will” Natasha removed her top and bra before she settled herself between your legs. “Ohh god you smell so good.” Natasha rubbed her nose against your clit and teased your entrance. Without warning, Natasha inserted two fingers inside you and started flicking your clit with her tongue. “Fuuuck” you hissed and pulled on her fiery red hair. Looking down at her Natasha sent you a wink as she wrapped her lips around your clit and started sucking on. “You’re so wet baby” Natasha made a scissoring motion with her fingers. Abandoning your clit Natasha starting leaving hickeys on the inside of your thighs as if she was marking her territory. “Mmm, let's see what you taste like” removing her fingers Natasha licked her fingers clean and proceeded you eat you out. “Jesus fucking Christ” you screamed when you felt Natasha fucking you with her tongue. Natasha growled, “You taste so good baby, I’m not sure I’m going to leave this spot for a long while.” Natasha bit your thigh before she continued to go down on you. Natasha alternate between fucking you with her tongue and fingers. The sensation was too much for you and soon you felt yourself cumming “oh my god NATASHA ! ! !” you arched your back as you came all over Natasha’s face. “That’s right sweetheart, cum for me. You look so hot when you cum” Natasha praised you while licked up your cum. As soon as Natasha was done she kissed her way up your body. But just as she was about to kiss your lips you rolled you guys over so you were on top “smooth” Natasha laughed. “I know. Now hold the bars and close your eye” you instructed Natasha while you rubbed her clit slowly with your thumb. Doing as she was told Natasha held onto the bars on your bed frame and closed her eyes. Acting fast you got up and began to rummage through your nightstand until you found your handcuffs and the keys that when along with. “Y/n hurry up” Natasha whined but soon regretted saying those words when she felt the handcuffs around her wrist “Y/n, what the fuck” Natasha tried to get out of the handcuffs. All you could do was laugh at Natasha’s frustrated state “You might be used to being in charge when it comes to saving the world but right now, in my house, I’m in charge.” you leaned in and kissed her before you got up and walked over to your closet. “I have four different sizes of strap-ons and since I’m feeling nice I’ll let you choose-” “Fuck me with your thickest one” Natasha licked her lips and groaned she noticed I was holding a thick tan strap-on. “Moby it is” you waved the strap-on before putting it on. You watched Natasha biting her lip as she saw you lather the strap-on with lube and made your way over to her. “You’re going to love Moby. He’s my favorite because he makes the toughest chicks like you cry” you added on when you finally joined her and got between her legs. You started to tease her pussy with the tip you felt a sense of pride as you watched squirm at your action. “We’re alone right now so make as much noise as you want sweetheart” you bit Natasha’s lip before you thrusted inside her. “SHIIIIT” Natasha yelled. “Fuck me, hard baby. I love it fucking love it hard” She begged so you gave her what she wanted. Placing her left leg on your shoulder you found yourself getting turned on even more as you watched her breast jiggle every time you thrusted inside her. “as you wish little red” you fucked her as fast as you could. “YESSS” Natasha cried while she pulled on the handcuffs. The sound of your bed squeaking filled the room as you fucked Natasha faster and faster. You couldn't help but smile when you heard Natasha crying that it felt good. "Don't pull too hard or you'll hurt your wrist" you warned Natasha in between thrusts when you noticed she was pulling on them. "Please uncuff me" Natasha begged while she continued to pull on the handcuffs "please". “If you try anything I will spank you, got it?” Natasha enthusiastically shook her head so you pulled out and got the keys to remove the handcuffs. “Get on your hands and knees” you instructed and Natasha obeyed immediately. You waited until Natasha was comfortable before grabbed her hips and thrusted inside her again “shit ! !” Natasha cried. With Natasha’s cries and pleads for you to give her more as you fucked in different positions. You were surprised Natasha lasted so long because whenever you used Moby the person begged you to stop because it was painful. Not Natasha. She took him like a champ even though she was exhausted from cumming so many times. “I can’t anymore” Natasha whimpered as she slowly rode Moby. “One more time sweetheart, just one more time” you hugged Natasha’s sweaty body and placed a kiss on her lips. Hearing those words, Natasha looked into your eyes and started riding Moby as fast as she could until she felt herself cumming. “Oh god yesss” Natasha sobbed as she came hard. “You’re ok” you soothed her while you picked her up and laid her on your bed “I’ll be right back” you pulled out and Natasha let out a sigh of relief before you disappeared into your bathroom and came back with a towel. “Let me clean you up.” “You’re such a peach” Natasha sighed as you cleaned her up. “I know” you laughed softly and tossed the towel to the side and wrapped your arms around a tired Natasha. “We should really go to sleep, Alexander will be home in a few hours. Too tired to respond Natasha nodded yes before you fell asleep in each other’s arms.

#natasha romanoff imagines #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff smut #avengers imagines

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thunderthighs77 · 3 years

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Tendou and Semi Cuckold Part 1

**Part 2** IF THE LINK DOES NOT WORK, PLEASE LET ME KNOW. PART 2 CAN BE FOUND ON MY PAGE RIGHT NOW ANYWAY

CW/TW for Pt. 1: Fem Reader x Tendou + Semi, voyeurism, exhibitionism, mentions of weed, cursing, vaginal play, smoking weed.

Y/N comes home from college to her bf’s house. He’s rooming with Semi, who’s always had eyes for Y/N. That doesn’t bother Tendou. In fact, it excites him...

(Basically, Tendou is lead dom here)

CW/TW for BOTH PARTS: Fem Reader x Tendou + Semi, spit roast (tag team), double penetration, voyeurism, exhibitionism, vaginal/anal play, shotgunning, (smoke), oral sex (giving), mentions of weed, cursing, pussy rubbing?, whining, creampie, praise/degradation kink.

18+ MINORS DNI

You were so fed up with midterms. 5 exams this week. 5 e x a m s. You just wanted to go home and get away from this fucking campus. You left your class and checked back into your dorm to empty out your book bag of notebooks onto the floor.

You pack a few clothes and your wallet. Your roommate had left for the weekend to her girlfriend’s house and so, you locked the door and left. You took the 11 up west to where you lived and walked home with your headphones on.

You stopped in front of a mini market and figured your parents hadn’t cooked dinner since they worked nights. It was already evening time, so you decided “what the hell.” You walked in and walked out with some instant ramen, a bag of jerky, and a Reeses, Tendou’s favorite candy.

Speak of the devil, your phone buzzed. It was Tendou asking if your midterms went well.

“They were fine. Thanks for asking, babe. I’m home rn” You typed as you bit a chunk out of the piece of meat.

“Ooo. Want me to pick you up tonight?”, he texted.

You were really close to home. The market was just down the street. As you made it to your front gate, you saw a note at the front that said, “Gone for the weekend. Say hi to Tendou from us if you decide to stay over.”

“Say less!” You shout happily.

“No, I’m heading over rn,” you type quickly. Tendou was also nearby your house. You walked down the quiet neighborhood as you ate your jerky and listened to your vaporwave. It was rarely a nice day in March; a good 68 degrees. Odd in the early spring where you lived, but a nice change from the dreadful winter you had suffered during the fall semester.

You knocked at the front door and was greeted by a tall blonde face you recognized from your boyfriend’s high school volleyball team. He has on some black sweats and a white tank. He opened the door while his head was turned to the side, completely focused on the volleyball game on t.v. “Hey, Y/N,” he said as he just turned his head for a second before it swung back the side to focus on the t.v. He stepped aside as you walked past him.

You walked in to the faint smell of weed, smoked probably a few hours ago. You set the grocery back down and hung your jacket at the front. The house was dark. It was 6:43 pm to be fair, the sun had almost fully disappeared. The tv’s glare and Tendou’s computer screen were the only source of light at the moment.

You walked to where Tendou was sitting. Shirtless and in some grey sweats, he was shouting in his headset. “Come on, you motherfucker! He’s right there!”, he shouted as he pointed to the computer screen at his game. He felt your warm hug around him and he looked back and leaned into your kiss.

“Hey baby,” he said. He turned back and yelled to the set again, “Come on, you dick! Oh my fucking-”

You chuckled and backed away to let him continue playing. Semi was on the couch and glued to the game on the tv. His knees were spread and you climbed over to sit down on the other side of the couch. Your passing did not faze him at all. He kept his focus on the game. “Yes!”, Semi shouted as the whistle blew on the tv. It was some random college game. You sighed and scrolled through your phone.

The coffee table in front of the tv was messy. An ashtray of burnt out cigarettes and blunts, leaves of weed sprinkled throughout, and empty beer and redbull cans. Keys, wallets, a few bills here and there, and a charging PS4 controller.

You shut off your phone and asked. “Can we order some takeout?” You figure the 2 packets of ramen weren’t enough to feed all three of you, and you knew Tendou nor Semi couldn't cook, or even have food in the fridge, except for drinks and the occasional condiment or two.

Tendou sighed in relief at the screen as “YOU WON” appeared in green and he took his headset. “Sure, babe,” he said as he held the power button to shut off the computer. ��Semi, do you mind takeout?”, Tendou asked. Semi shook his head no. You walk over to the kitchen and try to find a menu. “That place over on 5th is really good,” you shout back to them.

You get no response as you burrow through Tendou’s messy kitchen drawers. You can’t find any takeout menu as you look through them. “Babe?”, you call out. “What?”, Tendou calls out from the living room. “Where are the take out menus? They’re not in the kitchen.”

“Check the bedroom, hun,” Tendou said. You swish your lips as your stomach growls. That jerky wasn't enough to hold you. You hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast. Exams ran through your lunch period so you were starved the whole day. You look through Tendou’s room and into his closet to find a pile of menus. “What the hell are these doing here?”, you ask yourself.

You get a pile of your favorite restaurants’ takeout menus and flip through them, trying to find your favorite one. Suddenly, you felt a finger slide right between your folds and you yelp. Tendou wrapped his elbow right on top of your breasts and held you in a choke hold. He continued to slide his finger in between your folds on the outskirts of your tights, and then two fingers.

You bite your lips and roll your eyes back. Tendou chuckles and sinks his kisses right under your ear. You close your thighs, tightening his fingers and making him rub your clit more. You bend your knees and grind against his groin, him following the motion and grinding back with you.

It has been 3 months without sex since winter break. No orgasm whatsoever. You couldn’t even touch yourself in the dorms. Senior year was brutal with classes and internships. You were just exhausted and starved. Tendou let go of his chokehold and cupped one of your breasts. “Jesusss,” he hissed and he kissed your cheeks and squeezed it.

“Tendou,” you let out in a breathy moan. “We gotta...eat…” You could barely form a sentence. “I missed you so much, baby,” Tendou says in your ear. His fingers are going ham in between your folds. He stops and pulls you by your arm and pins them behind your back with one hand while he bends you over the dresser. Your tights were thin, and therefore, made your pussy easy access.

Tendou took his index, middle, and ring fingers and rubbed your pussy from the back. You let out a few tiny moans and close your eyes at the feeling. You quiver and throw your head back.

“Where is my charger?” Semi asked himself as he looked around the outlets in the living room. “Ah shit!” He realized it’s in Tendou’s bedroom since he needed it last night. Semi walked over only to stop at the door. It was slightly cracked open and he heard moans. He figured you and Tendou needed some alone time.

Semi turned away and wanted to wait until you two were finished. “Ahhh fuuuck!”, you shouted in such a pretty whine. Semi paused in his steps. He looked to the side and sighed. “Just a peek,” he told himself. He turned back and looked into the door. The tent in his pants was pitched just from your moan.

Lord, were you a sight. He knew you were his best friend’s girl...but damn...you can’t blame him. You were just his type, and you were always over during winter break. He could hear your moans all the time. And he didn’t mind. You were fun to listen to. He always jerked off to your moans at night. And whenever he had sex with his one night stands, your vision was what he saw sometimes. It haunted him. He felt so guilty being Tendou’s friend knowing he had such thoughts.

“HAHAHAHA!” Tendou let out a belly laugh as he threw his head back when Semi opened up to his best friend about his guilty conscience. Tendou took an inhale of his blunt and blew it out with another slight chuckle and a sigh. “Why are you laughing? I’m serious, man. I feel awful. And I’m so sorry,” Semi said sentimentally. Tendou shook his head and smiled.

“You don’t get it, do you?” Tendou asked. Semi made a confused face. Tendou smiled and scratched his forehead with his blunt still in his hand. “You see….” he began as he leaned in. “I like to...how do I say this…” he paused as he began to think his words carefully.

“I know my girl is hot, Semi. I know guys look at her all the time. I don’t worry, though. In fact, it’s kind of hot to think everyone wants her, but only I get to have her.” Tendou wasn’t wrong. Every event you came to for their high school, like a volleyball meet or an elegant sports dinner, a lot of guys were over you. Not to mention, Tendou always asked for you to wear tight cocktail dresses or ones that showed off your tits or ass a little. He got off on guys eyeing you as you walked in.

He watched from a distance as guys would ask you, “Can I buy you a drink?” “Can I hold your coat?” “Can I get your number?” Nothing dangerous or unwelcomed, of course. Both you and Tendou liked the attention. And Tendou was always there to make sure everything went well, as he swooped you in last minute and gave you a deep kiss in front of all the guys, making them sigh in despair as they knew you were taken.

Tendou smiled as he watched Semi’s mouth gaped in confusion. “I still don’t get it. You’re not mad at me?” Tendou shook his head as he inhaled his blunt. Semi began to stutter; “But...but...but I imagine Y/n-”

“Don’t you get it?”, Tendou said as he cut him off and leaned in. “It turns me on, Semi. I get hard thinking someone likes Y/n.” Smoke escaped Tendou’s nostrils as he smirked. Semi backed away, almost disgusted.

“How?”, he asked, horrified. Tendou leaned back into his chair and shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s just hot. I know she’ll always be mine. But, I always had a fetish of her fucking someone in front of me. Or at least a threesome, you know? What’s that shit called?”

“Cuckolding?”, Semi asked. “That’s it!”, Tendou shouted joyfully at Semi recalling the word he forgot.

Semi shook his head at the past conversation he had with Tendou. He was leaking pre cum from his pants as he watched you quiver at Tendou’s hands. “Se-Semiiii!“, you let out whined. “Ah fuck,” Semi whispers as he grabs his hardened crotch.

“What’s that, baby?”, Tendou asked as he leaned in your ear. “Se-Semi might hear,” you whine as you furrow your eyebrows and close your eyes at Tendou’s pace. Tendou smirks and looks up in the mirror and at the doorway. He sees a figure moving in the lit hallway. He forms a cheshire grin.

Semi freezes in fear, but then realizes Tendou is probably loving this. Tendou smiles in the mirror while glaring at Semi and rubs your pussy faster. You quiver and release yourself from Tendou’s grasp and grip the sides of the dresser. Your head is pressed down by Tendou’s hand and you tremble from your orgasm creeping on you.

You beg and ask for permission. “Oh god! Pleaseeee! Please, sir! Please!” Semi is pulling on his crotch outside the door, thanking Tendou telepathically for leaving a slight crack in the door to peek at this show. Semi was full on hard, and he whipped his cock out and stroked it as he watched you melt in Tendou’s hands.

Tendou suddenly pulled away at your dismay. “Fuck!”, you yell out. “No,” Tendou said sternly as he smiled. Semi realized Tendou had just edged the both of you. Tendou’s fingers were pruned, and a bit sticky from your wet pussy. Your juices had leaked through your thin panties and tights, and onto his fingers. He stuck his fingers in his mouth and caught a whiff of your heat he had just violated.

You slide down to the floor and breathe heavily. Your clit was pulsating, beating rapidly, like a heartbeat. Your hair was a mess and your face was flushed red. Tendou knelt down to your height and kissed you. “Nice to have you home, baby.” You smile and let out sighs before you see a shadow move in the hallway. You gasp as Semi suddenly disappears. Tendou looks back and smiles. He stands back over you and lends a hand to help you stand up.

“The menu was on top of the fridge, baby. “ You smiled gently as you exited the bedroom first and entered the hallway into the living room. Semi was on the couch with a pillow on his lap and scrolling mindlessly through his phone. Tendou was on the phone while you sat down next to Semi. You looked over at his flushed face. How cute.

#tendou smut #tendou #tendou x reader #semi x reader #semi haikyuu #hq tendou #haikyuu smut #haikyuu #haikyuu x y/n #tendou x y/n

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dreamypeaches · 4 years

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good to love | jj maybank x reader x pope heyward

summary: you and jj decided to show pope what he’s been missing

warnings: SMUT, literal pure filth, cursing

word count: 3.8k (and it’s pretty much all dirty)

a/n: this might be one of my favorite and filthiest things i’ve ever written. jj x reader x pope is my new fave and it’s all i want to write for the rest of my life.

To say your relationship with Pope and JJ had changed would be a lie. Not much had changed at all really. You were still the best of friends, there was just a lot more kissing involved. Like, a lot more kissing. And it was fantastic. Despite both you and JJ being pretty experienced sexually, it never went beyond heavy making out. Neither of you wanted to rush Pope into anything since he was completely inexperienced, and you also didn’t want to leave him out. So most nights together, after a heavy make-out session where some clothes might be shed, the three of you ended up cuddled up on the bed, none of you meeting your release.

You and JJ discussed the potential in the bedroom as you waited for Pope to finish up a delivery. His hand rested on your thigh, rubbing smooth circles into the bare skin as he spoke.

“I mean, it’s gonna be fucking hot,” JJ comments, smirking at the idea of having you and Pope at the same time. You roll your eyes.

“Of course it’s going to be hot, J, but I don’t want to rush him. You know how he gets when he’s overwhelmed.”

“Well then we’ll help calm him down,” He says, a childish grin on his face as he holds up his newly rolled joint. You slap his chest, sending him a glare. He puts on an innocent face, giving the back of your hand a kiss in apology.

“Sunshine, I think you’re the one getting overwhelmed. It’s Pope, let’s just talk to him about it.”

“Talk to me about what?”

You and JJ’s heads snap up. Pope’s voice floated down from where he stood above you on the dock.

“Um…um, you know, we were talking about-” You start to stutter, only for JJ to save you.

“We were talking about sex. With you. We want to have sex with you but we don’t want to make you feel like you have to if you're not ready.”

Dropping your hands into your lap, you sigh, nodding in agreement while refusing to meet Pope’s eyes. There were times where you were thankful for JJ’s blunt nature. When Rafe Cameron tried flirting with you at a kegger and JJ told him to fuck off. When Pope was freaking out about not being smart enough to get into college and JJ told him how much of an idiot he was being. These were all great times for JJ’s bluntness. Now was not one of those times.

The silence cut through you like a knife, neither of the boys speaking up and your voice seemed to be stuck in your throat. You weren’t sure why exactly this was so difficult for you. The three of you could always talk about anything. You’d even told them about the first time you got your period back in middle school. But you loved Pope with all of your heart, and so did JJ, and you just wanted everything to be perfect.

“Okay.”

You’re heart suddenly lifts, along with your head as you gaze into Pope’s beautiful eyes.

“What?” You mumble, looking back at JJ who wore his signature smirk, excitement glowing in his eyes.

“I want to have sex. With you. I want to have sex with both of you and I am ready,” Pope says with a sly smile as he echos JJ’s words. He hops down into the boat, flopping down beside you and JJ. Scratching his neck, his nervous smile makes your stomach flutter.

“I’ve thought about it a lot, and I know you two are a lot more experienced than me, but I don’t care. I love you both and I want to be with you and I trust you to…to take care of me. God that sounds weird,” Pope chuckles and you take his hand. Pressing your lips to his, you can feel him smile against your own smiling lips. JJ pulls you away, moving in to take your place, giving Pope a deep kiss, pressing a hand to the back of his head. Kissing JJ’s cheek, and force the two boys apart, giving them a fake stern look.

“Save it for tonight, boys.”

The rest of the day was filled with an air of anticipation. Teasing touches, hungry kisses, there were a few moments where you thought everything would happen right then and there. Luckily, you spent the day just the three of you, Kie and John B off working, so they didn’t have to suffer through your disgusting PDA. By the time you got back to your apartment (that Pope and JJ practically lived at), you were ready to rip their clothes off. Judging by the way they grabbed you the moment the door was closed, the boys were ready to explode just as much as you were.

JJ’s lips are on your neck while yours caress Pope’s, feeling his blood pound through his veins as you do. One hand moves down his front, dipping below the waistband to palm his half-hard cock through his underwear. The moan that leaves his mouth is heavenly.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” Pope groans. JJ nips at your next one last time before pulling away, resting his chin on your shoulder, eyeing Pope with a smirk.

“Well believe it, baby. You’re getting your dick wet tonight.” He says, forcing a giggle to spill from you. You move away from the door, pulling both of the boys with you down the hall and into the bedroom as you begin to shed your clothes. By the time you fall onto the bed, you’re down to your underwear, bra halfway off, while both boys are stripped down to their boxers. Pope hovers over you, helping you remove the offensive piece of clothing. The groan that leaves his mouth when he sees you bare for the first time makes you blush.

“So beautiful,” Pope exhales, a single finger dragging up your sternum and circling around your breasts. His breathing starts to pick up, movements hesitant as his hands hover over your nipples.

“Don’t be nervous, bubba, just do what feels right,” JJ says. He’s lying on his side next to you, eyes dark as he watches Pope slowly lower his hand down to squeeze your boob. He starts to gently massage it, making you moan at the soft touch.

“That’s it, now touch her nipple. Watch me.” JJ pinches your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting it lightly. You moan at the feeling, the sound becoming louder as Pope copies the action on your other breast.

“Fuck…” he muttered, eyes focused on his actions, trying to get that sound to leave your pretty mouth again, and succeeding. JJ continues to work your nipple, encouraging Pope to copy his movements, leaving you a needy mess beneath them. As much as you loved what they were doing, you were ready for much, much more.

“Pope…JJ…please, I need more.” Pope groans at your neediness, not used to having a girl begging for his touch. The way you whispered his name like a prayer made his already hard member stiffen even more, almost painful against the fabric of his boxers. JJ leans down, nipping at your perky nipple, smirking at the yelp that you make. He shoves Pope lightly, mouth leaving your nipple with a pop.

“You gonna give her what she needs?” JJ says. Pope’s eyes suddenly widen, glancing between JJ’s smirking face and your hooded, needy eyes. Noticing his panicked look, JJ patted his shoulder.

“Don’t worry, bubs, I’ll tell you what to do. Come here, sunshine.” The second part is directed at you, situating himself on the bed so his back is against the headboard as he pulls your back against him. Pushing on your thighs, JJ spreads your legs for Pope, revealing your soaked panties covering your pussy.

“Look how wet she is for us. Doesn’t she look fucking delicious?”

“Fuuuck, yeah she does,” The low tone of Pope’s voice sends a shiver down your spine, eyes meeting his hungry ones. The thought of him absolutely devouring you makes your heart pound. The hunger in his eyes goes right down your core. JJ’s finger trailed down there too. Pushing the cloth to the side, he slides his fingertip through your folds, gathering your wetness before holding his finger out towards Pope.

“Taste her,” JJ demands. Pope follows through, lips wrapping around his wet digit, eyes never leaving yours as he licks your wetness from JJ’s fingers. You can hear JJ’s breathing quicken, the air hitting the back of your ear. His pardon is pressing against your rear as he holds you against his chest, lips exploring your neck.

Pope’s lips meet yours and you taste yourself against his tongue. Your moan vibrates across his lips, making him moan.

“You taste so good,” He mutters against your mouth. You smirk, squirming against JJ’s arm, trying to get closer to Pope.

“Why don’t you taste some more,” You whisper back seductively. In response, Pope’s lips trail down your jaw, moving down the other side of your neck that wasn’t been marked by JJ. He reaches your breasts, taking a nipple in your mouth, giving it some tender care with his tongue before moving to the next one and doing the same. He continues to trail down your body until he reaches the waistband of your underwear. Pope’s fingers hook under it, pulling the clothing down your legs, throwing them somewhere in the room. Leaning down on his stomach, he gazes at your dripping center in awe. JJ’s lips detach from your neck, cheek resting against you as he looks down at Pope.

“Start slow, lick up her cunt a few times. Tease her a little bit.”

Pope does as he says, tongue sticking out to taste you. He moves up and down slowly, a long, breathy moan leaving your lips as he does. You bucked against his face, wanting more, only for JJ to press harder against your waist, biting against your shoulder as he squeezes your throat tighter for a moment.

“We don’t want to rush him do we?” JJ growls. You start to shake your head, Pope’s tongue delving between your folds making you interrupt with a moan. JJ’s hand grasps your neck, squeezing lightly as his mouth presses close to your ear. “Use your words, sunshine.”

“No, we don’t,” you mutter. Pope pulls away from you, peppering kisses to your inner thigh.

“I want to take my time with you. Been waiting for this for too damn long,”

“That’s right, bubba, take your time. This is all for you, she’ll get to cum when we let her. Now, work her clit. Just barely flick against it. I wanna feel her squirm.”

This little lesson continues on for what feels like hours. You do exactly as JJ wanted, squirming against his grip as he instructs Pope on all the best ways to explore your pussy. He purposely makes Pope avoid your clit, only allowing him to touch your sensitive bud every few minutes, just enough to keep you wanting and desperate against him.

You scream out as JJ orders Pope to move to your clit again. JJ chuckles darkly beside you, the vibrations of his laugh moving against your back.

“Please, please, I need to cum! Let me cum against your lips, Pope!” You whimper out.

Pope groans against your cunt, pulling away to look up at JJ, almost asking permission with his eyes.

“What do you think, Pope? Should we give her what she wants?”

“I don’t know, I’m having a lot of fun. But I wanna feel her cum.”

“I bet she looks so beautiful when she cum. I want her to scream your name. You hear that, sunshine, you’re gonna scream his name when he makes you cum. Then it’s my turn with you.” JJ bites at your ear lobe before instructing Pope to start using his fingers. He teases your entrance with the tip of one before slowly pushing it in, an elongated moan falling from your lips as he does. He pumps slowly, reveling in the feeling of your warm walls against him. He starts to pick up the pace as JJ tells him to, adding another finger and curling them against your special spot, your moans growing in volume as he does.

“Fuck, yes, Pope, right there!” you exclaim, head falling back against JJ’s shoulder as one of his hands grasps your breasts, rolling your nipple between his fingers.

“Suck on her clit,” JJ demands, the other hand moving to copy his actions on the other breast. You shout out as Pope does as he’s told, the combination of JJ’s hands on your breasts, Pope’s fingers pumping into you, and his mouth working your clit makes you see stars, fireworks going off in your body as you orgasm.

“Fuck, Pope!” You scream in pleasure. He removes his fingers, lapping up your juices like you were an oasis in the desert he was on the verge of dying from dehydration. Pope sits back on his heels, hand moving up to wipe his shining chin before JJ stops him. Gripping his wrist, JJ pulls Pope towards him, crashing his lips onto his in a heated kiss. He moans as he tastes you on Pope’s tongue, pulling away and gripping your jaw, turning your face to him, and attacking your mouth with his own. He shoves your face away, pushing you onto your stomach and sitting up on his knees.

He grips your hips, pulling your ass back against his bulging member before gripping your jaw again, pulling your back against him. Squishing your cheeks between his finger and thumb, he smiles over at Pope.

“Are you ready for your first blow job, Pope? I bet her pretty lips will feel so good around your cock.”

Pope nods enthusiastically, pulling off his boxers and tossing them to the side. His large dick springs free, the size of it makes both you and JJ’s jaw’s drop.

“Fuck, Pope,” You groan out. Pope’s cheeks heat up as JJ chuckles.

“You’re going to take his cock so well, sunshine.” He pushes you down on your hands and knees, pulling his own boxers down and slapping his dick against your ass. “Mine may not be as big, but I know exactly how to use it. Now open your mouth and take that dick.”

You do as you’re told, opening wide and sliding forward, slowly impaling yourself on Pope’s member. Pope groans at the foreign feeling, accidentally jutting forward, his tip hitting the back of your throat and making you gag. Pope pulls back quickly, palm caressing your cheek as worry overcomes him.

“I’m so sorry, are you okay?” He asks. You just giggle, nodding your head.

“It’s all good, Popey. Just relax, okay? I’m gonna make you feel good.” You move your mouth back onto his dick, taking it a few centimeters at a time. Swirling your tongue around his shaft, you moan as JJ slides the tip of his dick through your folds, running it open and down your wetness. Pope grips your hair harshly, eyes squeezing shut as he is washed in a brand new form of pleasure. JJ groans at the sight before him, your head bobbing on Pope’s dick as the other man’s head falls back in pleasure. JJ sinks into you, cursing as your warm walls surround his dick. JJ starts to thrust into you, rocking you against Pope’s cock as he does.

“How does that feel, bubs?” JJ asks.

“Like heaven,” Pope sighs, fingers gripping your hair harder as you take more of him down your throat. “Fuck I’m not gonna last very long.”

At Pope’s words, JJ suddenly pulls out of you, making you whine at the sudden emptiness. He pulls you off Pope’s cock

“You wanna feel heaven, man? Just wait till your balls deep in her pussy,” JJ promises. He instructs Pope to lay on his back, manhandling you onto his lap. You press your hands against Pope’s chest, leaning down to capture his lips with your own. Kissing up his jaw, you stop at his ear, smiling as you speak.

“I can’t wait to feel your cock inside me, Pope. You’re gonna fill me up so good. Want you to cum in me. Can you do that, Pope?”

He can only nod as you lean back, biting your lip as you meet his eyes. Unexpectedly, you yelp out in both pain and pleasure as JJ slaps your ass, rubbing the stinging skin. His fingers move over to circle your tight hole and you gasp in shock.

“Such a dirty mouth. You’re a dirty fucking girl, aren’t you, sunshine? Are you a little slut for us?” JJ growls. Your moan as he slaps you again, forehead falling against Pope’s.

“Yes, I’m your little slut.”

“Think you can take both of us like the slut you are?” His finger dances at the entrance of your asshole, lifting a pornographic moan from your throat.

“Fuck yes. I want you both.” The grin on JJ’s face is devilish as he smacks your ass again.

“We’ll let Pope have some time with you first. It’s his first time, after all, we want him to feel special.” With that, JJ grips Pope’s dick, giving it a few strokes before lining it up with your entrance and pushing you down onto him.

Curses leave Pope as you sink down onto his incredible length, chest heaving as you almost cry out from the unimaginable pleasure. JJ kisses down your neck as he moves off the bed.

“Ride him good, sunshine,” He says before slapping your ass again, forcing you to move while he goes to rummage through a door. Bouncing slowly on his cock, your palms press against his abs as you grind your hips. Pope’s hands grip your own hips assisting you in your languid movements. You start to rock faster, moans filling the room as you angle your hips so his dick hits your g-spot.

JJ stands beside the bed, stroking his dick lazily as he watched the pornographic scene. He grips something in his other hand, putting it down for a moment to lean down and kiss Pope deeply. He does the same to you, gripping your jaw in his hand as he does.

He suddenly pushes you down so your chest is pressed against Pope’s, ass presented to JJ. He picks up the bottle and you shiver as something cold hits your asshole. JJ’s fingers return to the entrance, gathering some lube before slowly pushing two digits into your tight hole. You hiss out at the new feeling, almost collapsing completely against Pope, who is now thrusting up into your core.

JJ’s fingers pump in and out of you, helping you adjust as he kisses your lower back. He adds another finger, starting to pump again before Pope groans out.

“I’m getting close. Fuck she feels so good!”

JJ pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his tip.

“Slow down, bubba. I want to be inside her with you.” JJ inches himself into your asshole, giving shallow thrusts as he does. You muffle your screams into Pope’s neck, the new sensation of JJ up your ass while also having two dicks at once overpowering you. You feel nothing else except for the pleasure each boy is giving you. You feel more connected to your boys than you ever had before. They develop a steady rhythm, moving together as one just like in everything else they do. Curses fall from your mouthing quick succession as you feel pressure build up in your gut. JJ’s fingers sweep around to your clit, rubbing harsh circles as he can tell you are getting close.

“Cum on his dick, sunshine,” JJ commands.

Pope grips your hair, pulling you up for a wild kiss as his hips start to stutter.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. You feel so good, I love you so fucking much,” Pope mutters against your mouth right before he comes, shouting your name into the air. You scream out as well, JJ putting extra pressure on your clit and forcing you over the edge. He slows down as you and Pope ride out your orgasms before pulling out of you and practically ripping you off Pop, pinning you onto your back. JJ stares down at your and Pope’s combined juices leaking out of you and lets out an animalistic groan. Gripping your throat, he slams into your pussy and you scream out. His pace is immediately brutal, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room.

“God, you take dick so well, sunshine. You did so well for Pope, made him feel good. Can you do the same for me? I want to fill you up with my cum. I want you to be filled to the brim with me and Pope.” JJ’s downright sinful words make your eyes roll into the back of your head.

Pope is suddenly laying beside you, his lips falling against your like a breath. The kiss is gentle and sweet, a stark contrast to JJ’s rough grip on your neck and hip as he slams into you. Pope’s fingers slide down your front until they meet your clit, rubbing soft circles onto it. He catches your moans and shouts as you approach your third orgasm. JJ’s thrusts are becoming sloppier, groans and curses sounding through the room.

It doesn’t take much longer for you to plummet into bliss, shouting incoherently against Pope’s mouth as you do. JJ isn’t far behind you, giving you a few more brutal, deep thrusts.

“I love you,” He proclaims right before he cums in you, filling you up just like he wanted. Giving you a few more shallow thrusts, he falls off to the side onto his back. The two of you are breathing heavily, Pope leaning over you to capture JJ’s lips, giving him a sweet kiss just as he gave you. He falls onto his back, taking your hand in his own. You take JJ’s and you swear you can feel the energy coursing through the three of you. It’s like a bond created by the universe, a string of fate connecting your hearts to each other that will be forever unbroken.

“So, how was it, Pope?” JJ questions. Pope just sighs before meeting JJ’s eyes across your body.

“Can we do it again?”

Both boys grin, but you just groan and laugh.

“I’m gonna need a break, boys. At least 3-7 business days to recover,” You say, arm falling over your eyes as exhaustion washes over you.

“Who said we needed you?” JJ says before rolling over you, bumping you to the side so he can hover over Pope, meeting him for a passionate kiss. The familiar feeling of arousal creeps into you as you watch the loves of your life share their love with each other. Fingers trailing down your torso, you start to play with your clit before a hand smacks it away. Pope’s eyes meet yours as he continues to make up with JJ, his fingers replacing your own, rubbing circles into the sensitive nub. Sighing in content, you throw your head back, preparing your mind and body for a long night.

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