#been feeling soooo dom-y lately omg

[switchbladedick]

oh i just made. such a fucking mess

[pupyuj]

Any thoughts on gp Winter?

She kinda gives me switch energy like she'll go from pushing you around and being all mean to whimpering the moment you start sucking her off.

I also feel like it really depends on her mood or how her day has gone, if she's had a really bad/ stressful day and is tired all she'd want is for you to just take care of her and be all soft; but if she's annoyed rather than tired then she'd become a lot more dom, telling you what to do and just generally being rough to get her anger out, pinning you down while complaining about all the assholes at her work while she fucks you, all while you can't even get in a coherent though with hoe fast she's going, but you don't care because you want to help her destress right? I certainly wouldn't mind

(If you don't like this just ignore 👍)

i know i'm planning on writing a dom winter fic but she will forever give awkward virgin loser vibes to me 😭😭 especially g!p winter like come on.. there would not be a single dominant bone in her body, she'll always be weak for you :((

she's one of those girls that's like needy, but doesn't want to say what she wants from you just like that bcs she thinks it's too dirty (liz has competition omg..) 🫣 the type to approach you, head down and cheeks all red, tug at your skirt and hope that you know what she's talking about, especially since she's not at all hiding her boner 😭😭 well of course you know what she wants but you never want to pass up an opportunity to tease the baby 🫣 acting clueless, asking her to tell you what she wants bcs you're not a mind reader, and moving away when she refuses to say a word, so meandjcbfjdkf

"p-please, (y/n)...! i need to fuck you, please..." winter ends up saying out of pure desperation 🥺🥺 she gets soooo embarrassed after realizing what she had just said, putting her face in her hands while you laugh at her 😭

coming off from what you said anon, if winter is stressed she will definitely be a bit more forward about her needs 👀 and she won't take any of your teasing, it'll just piss her off 😭 but of course you do it, bcs minjeong fucks you way better when's angry 🤤 LIKEKFGHFJF imagine getting off work late and seeing minjeong sitting on the couch, arms crossed, eyebrows furrowed, and a pout on her face... asking you why you didn't tell her you'd be late.. she's getting all pissy too bcs she wanted to eat dinner with you, and then gets really heated when you told her you already had dinner with your coworkers and that's why you were late... she would feel so disposable :(( minjeong nearly crying when she tells you how hard work has been for her and how she just needs you but sometimes you could be so blind 💔💔

AND OFC THIS LEADS INTO MAKE-UP SEX COME ON... apologizing and reassuring minjeong that you'll always be there for her, all while riding her cock 😵‍💫😵‍💫 minjeong forgetting whatever she was about just like that,, moaning like crazy when you started going faster, deepening your drops so her entire length was stimulated :((( minjeong definitely hugs you while she comes sjdbfjsfj coming so much that it brings her to tears, she just missed her gf :(( shbdfjdkf minjeong barely getting a hold of herself when you started riding her againnnn :(( SHE WAS TOO CUTE YOU COULDN'T HELP YOURSELF...

"j-just relax, baby... i'll take everything.. ahhn.. from here..." you pushed her down so she was laying on the bed,, making her watch while you fucked yourself into her cock,, minjeong wanted to touch you, to flip your positions and just ruin you but you looked way too pretty on top :(( and trust that this will go on for hours on end bcs the only way to truly make it up to minjeong is letting her breed you full of her cum 🤤 making a mess out of each other from coming so much sjdbfjsc but it was all worth it to see her smile 😩😩

and you're definitely cockwarming her to sleep 👀👀 so don't be surprised when you wake up in the morning feeling your girlfriend gently fuck into you, claiming to give back to you for the night before... 😵‍💫😵‍💫

not me straying far from anon's idea sjdjfidfj...

[chrysolina]

Quickie at dinner

Ask - @tabseus Hi :) I have a request for a one shot. I‘m not sure if you write smut but if it‘s alright for you, it would be cool if you could right Chirs Evans x reader where they visit Chris‘ family for the first time bad Chris wants to have sex but reader is scared someone could hear them. And then either smut or not, depending on whether you feel comfortable writing that. I hope that does not sound too weird :D Thx :)

Omg gurl thank you so so much for this!! I’m so sorry it’s soooo late but I wanted to get it right before posting it. Here it is though, enjoy!! <3

Summary - In which Chris just can’t keep it in his pants, even at his own party.

Word Count - 1.8k

Warnings - SMUT (+18 readers only!!), Dom!Chris, rough sex, Quickies (duh..), floof

“And this is my bedroom.” Chris concluded the tour of his house with the final stop being his old childhood bedroom, the only room you were really intrigued with - being his newly engaged fiancee, of course. 

As a way to welcome you into the family, Chris’ parents decided to throw a small house-come-dinner party in yours and Chris’ honour and made sure all the family’s closest friends came to meet their beautiful (soon-to-be) daughter-in-law.

For the past two hours you had been greeting and getting to know Chris’ wider family in Chris’ adoring company, it wasn’t until you needed the toilet you realised you had no clue where you were in the house. In a quiet whisper, you asked Chris where the toilet was - to which he decided to show your around the house instead.

One toilet stop and a particularly enjoyable house tour later, you found yourself snooping around Chris’ old bedroom. His room was really an insight into his childhood alright, from the little photo frames of his early school and acting days to medals, trophies and posters of slightly provocative bikini models by his desk - you were entranced by it all, so much so you didn’t register the sound of Chris flicking the door lock shut.

It was while you were bending slightly down to look at the books and films teenage Chris had in his bookshelf that you felt the knowing pressure Chris’ boner press tight against your ass. Even after a spetacular blow-job minutes before leaving, you couldn’t help but laugh at Chris’ virile nature as his hands roamed up and down your deep ruby red cocktail dress. 

“Excited, are we?” You smirked humorously and leant back to grope the bulge in Chris’ dinner pants, a strangled moan escaping his lips at the feeling.

“With you in this dress,” Chris growled and slid a hand up to grope your breast, a similar moan escaping your lips at his touch.”How could I not?”

Before you could turn to push him onto his bed, you realised where you were and what you were going to do and you decided it was best to head back downstairs, horny or not. “Maybe when we get home baby,” you turned and pecked Chris’ lips teasingly quick before walking away to the door with a triumphant smile on your face.

Maybe it was the alcohol or the endorphins in his blood talking but Chris couldn't miss the chance of having sex with the most beautiful woman in his world right in his old bedroom, the same place he realised he loved you all those years ago after being away filming. Before your hand could even touch the brass metal door handle, Chris had yanked you back and had you pressed up against him in a vice-like grip.

“Nu-uh sugar,” Chris cooed devilishly and ground his erection up and down your ass-cheeks. “I ain’t waiting for later.” He nipped and sucked on the side of your neck as he spoke and spun you around to face him.

“And I ain’t walking out of here back to your family covered in hickies you gave me.” You quipped back with a smirk and a knowing look on your face, it was a nasty habit Chris just loved to use on you, he just loved to mark you. 

From hand marks on your ass to hickies all over your neck, breasts and shoulders, Chris loved the message he was giving to any man - or woman - who laid eyes on those marks, you’re his.

“Fine, I’ll do you a deal;” and he also liked to make bargains with you before doing the deed. “You give me five minutes to fuck your ass into that wall b’there,” Chris nodded to the empty piece of wall beside you two. “And I won’t leave a single hickie anywhere at all.” Chris swore with a hand on his heart, just for effects. You hummed in question and made a face of uncertainty around Chris’ preposition.

“Promise?” You flicked an eyebrow up in question. “I promise.” You smiled at Chris’ sudden change in tone and kissed him passionately as thanks, to which he delved in and pushed you against the wall he spoke about. As quick as he was, Chris lifted the tight-fitting cocktail dress up over your ass and let it bunch around your hips as he got to work removing your thong. 

“A thong, hm?” Chris hummed in astonishment, you never liked wearing thongs or thin underwear so you told him; they were always so uncomfortable, so you’d say. 

“Look, I needed something with no VPL and it was the best I had.” You muttered through your teeth and tried not to moan when Chris pulled the thong off teasingly slow, your pussy aching for some sort of attention.

“Well Y/N,” Chris kissed your ear as he whispered. “I’m not complaining, at all.” He growled as he allowed your panties to pool at your heels and flicked the slightly distended butt-plug that sat snug in your ass - literally.

Whether the two of you did or didn’t do anal right now, you didn’t care at all; all you needed was to relieve the arousal down below, through whatever means necessary. The moan you gave though when Chris’ fingers slid down to your achingly wet pussy made it clear to him, you needed a release just as bad as he did and you, also, needed it now. 

Without much rational thinking, Chris ripped his zipper down in his trousers and unsheathed his dick, giving it a good pump in his hand to relieve the pressure down there and slid it up and down your lips for lubrication - not like he’d need it soon though.

“You ready baby girl?” Chris moaned into your ear as the tip of his penis slowly slid inside your silky wet pussy. You couldn’t trust your voce and only vigorously nodded in agreement. Chris smirked at you behind your back and poised himself ready to enter you. 

“Gotta stay quiet for me though, okay?” Chris placed a finger against your lips for effect and pushed his thick veiny dick straight into your pussy and began to pound it relentlessly.

After every animalistic thrust Chris gave, the pool of arousal that sat deep within your pussy began to boil, over and over and over. It was a fact, Chris’ hardcore dominant sex could not be beaten, he was rough and gentle in all the right places that made every woman weak to her knees.

On and on it went until you couldn’t contain it no more, the stranged moans leaving your lips testimony to how well Chris was fucking you, the sound of skin against skin and Chris’ grunts echoed orgasmically around in such an innocent room - to you, at least. Chris’ thrusts suddenly began to get sloppier and quicker as your pussy tightened around his length, meaning his release was coming soon, too. In a bid to get you to orgasm at the same time, one of Chris’ hands moved from your hip to your clit and began to rub it furiously and made you see stars. 

“Go on baby, cum for me.” Chris moaned into your ear at the deeper feeling you gave him after bending lower. “I’m so babe, c’mon.”

After two or three final sloppy thrusts, you and Chris came in a symphony of muffled moans and grunts, his hips stuttering to a halt as your pussy milked his length for all it was worth, your walls painted white with his cum.

A relieved sigh escaped your red swollen lips whilst Chris pulled out of you slowly and tenderly, just the way you liked it. After a dozen or so kisses and thank yous from Chris, the two of you stepped out of his room and out onto the landing with a sigh, thank god you hadn’t been caught.

“And where have you two been?” Oops, too late. You and Chris turned to see Scott looking at you like he’d just heard the best gossip ever and smirked at you both. “Had fun in there Y/N? Chris?” Scott lost his smirk within seconds after seeing your worried face and smiled at you warmly.

As you went to go open your mouth, Chris beat you to it and could have read your mind there and then. “Scott, please don’t tell mom or dad; or anyone for that matter.” Chris pleaded and held you close as the nevres rolled off you, the thought of blowing your reputation for a quickie in Chris’ old bedroom didn’t make you the most relaxed person there.

“Why would I? I get it y’know, best foot forward and all that bs.” Scott laughed and motioned yo to follow him downstairs, you knew what he said was meant for you and it made you smile at the calmness Scott brought with him.

“Thank you Scott.” You said warmly and hugged him once you got to the bottom of the stairs where you’d thought you’d be the centre of attention but in reality, nobody even saw you there.

“No worries sweetheart,” Scott hugged you back tightly and whispered into your ear. “Welcome to the family.”

“And where have you two been off to?” You thought it was your mind playing tricks on you again but once you turned around and left Scott, you knew you had to think of something fast as Chris’ mom looked at the two of you dubiously.

“My fault Mrs Evans,” You lied calmly, linked arms and smiled at Chris loving. “I was asking Chris about his medals and school-life and I got a bit caught up. I’m so sorry.” You smiled at her sympathetically for leaving her party for too long and expected to be scolded slightly for your absence, instead she smiled at the two of you and winked at you.

“It’s fine sweetheart, no need to apologise.” She smiled at the heartwarming of her son finally with the woman of his dreams. “And please, call me Lisa.” She winked at you again and wandered back to the group of ladies that she’d left.

Chris let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and leant down to kiss you, arms still linked together. “God I owe you one there babe.” He smiled into the kiss as you caught his cheek with the other hand and rubbed it soothingly. “Thank you Y/N/N.”

“After what you did upstairs, yeah you owe me mister.” You smirked at him discreetly and laughed as he rolled his eyes, knowing he wasn’t going to hear the last of it for a good while yet.

“Like I said, I can’t help it if I’m engaged to the most beautiful woman in the world.” You smiled at his corniness and rolled your eyes as you two walked arm in arm t the dining room for food.

“That’s my line, handsome.”

“Not anymore it ain’t.”

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