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ace-turned-confused · 7 months ago

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sea spray | dbf!joel miller x f!reader

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summary: a relaxing weekend break by the sea is just what you need, but spending it under the same roof as joel miller might not be the kind of relaxing you had in mind word count: 3,4k warnings: 18+ only, reader is able-bodied / wears a bikini & a dress / can swim, pet names, unspecified age gap, food & alcohol consumption, smut, m masturbation, oral (f receiving), fingering, squirting, unprotected p in v, spitting, creampie, overstimulation, joel's filthy mouth, praise kink, size kink a/n: i actually did spend the past weekend by the sea, unfortunately without joel miller 😔 written for @mermaidgirl30's Ocean Challenge! of course it took the entire timeframe of your challenge for inspiration to strike, but it was super fun! 🩵 big hugs to @morallyinept for beta'ing & the kind words, your message legit put the biggest grin on my face LMAO ily 💜

Going away with your parents for a long weekend is just what you need — walks along the cliff path, cocktails on the beach, lounging in the sun. Plus the bonus of free accommodation and your meals being paid for. You’re long overdue for a break and this will be a good change of scenery.

The bricks burn through your sandals as you unload your bags. Midday sun blazing down on you, you’re desperate for a cold shower after two hours of traffic to get here.

“Hello?”

You’re met with silence as you push open the front door, a rare breeze coming through the windows. They must’ve gone into town. Kicking off your shoes, you pad through to your room at the back of the house and dump your bags.

You peel your clothes off and run a shower, washing off the sweat and stress of the morning. Unpacking your bags, most of your weekend attire is swimsuits and dresses; you’ll just be floating around the house the rest of the day and decide on a blue and white check bikini, pulling on plain linen shorts.

Making your way upstairs, the rest of the house is still, the only sound coming from slow waves rolling against the rocks. Kelp bobs up and down in the swell and wispy clouds dot the sky, you pull your phone out to snap some pictures to send to your friends, relishing in the tranquillity.

You hear muted footsteps and turn around, expecting to see your parents come up the stairs. Instead, you’re met with Joel Miller — your dad's best friend with nothing but a thin towel hanging low on his hips.

“Oh! Didn’t uh- didn’t hear you come in sweetheart.”

Your eyes flicker down as he adjusts his towel — he clears his throat and you snap your eyes back up to his face.

“I got in about half an hour ago, I just got out of the shower. I didn’t know you’d be here.”

“Your old man told me to come up for the weekend, he didn’t mention what time they’d be back this afternoon though.”

You nod and turn to look outside again, the image of Joel in his towel now burned into your mind. You don’t ask him about it — no possible explanation would stop your mind from wandering.

You were much younger the last time you saw him — just a sweet girl harbouring an innocent crush on a handsome man. Now you’re far from sweet, and that crush is far from innocent. This is the most you’ve ever seen of him — greying curls in every direction, wide chest into a soft tummy, dark trail of hair below his navel disappearing beneath his towel.

You can feel a wet spot forming on your bikini bottoms — so much for a relaxing weekend.

Joel’s seen you in passing and heard about your various achievements and adventures from your parents, but it’s been years since he spent so much time with you in such close quarters. He can’t remember you being so… grown up.

Seeing you stand there in just your bikini, your eyes flitting down to his towel, he almost instantly began to harden. Maybe some light conversation will calm him down.

“So, what you got planned for the rest of the day?”

You turn to face him again and he takes a steadying breath.

“I was gonna head down to the beach but it’s fucking hot out, so I think I’ll just be lazy here instead.”

“Pool’s nice if you’re keen on a swim.”

You slink past to head downstairs, stopping in front of him to look up at him.

“You wanna join me?”

“Think I’ll uh, sit this one out. Don’t worry ‘bout me.”

Scratching at the nape of his neck as you descend the stairs, he’s not sure how he’s going to survive this weekend. He shouldn’t be looking at you like this — you’re young, spritely, his best friend’s daughter — but he watches out the window anyway as you pull down your shorts, glass in hand, and dip down into the water.

He sneaks off to his room before you can notice.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with his head tilted to the ceiling, he’s already fully hard. He lets the towel fall open and wraps a hand around his throbbing cock. He shouldn’t do this, but who’s going to know?

Stroking himself with long, slow pumps, he closes his eyes and all he can see is you. Ass peeking out the edge of your bottoms, your tits spilling out your bikini top, so much skin. You sighed as you sat down in the water, a breathy, satiated sound — he wishes he could make those sounds spill from your mouth.

Precome leaking from his tip, he’s reaching his end embarrassingly fast. Speeding up to fist himself tightly, he imagines your hand wrapped around his cock instead. He imagines burying his tongue, fingers, cock into your cunt, tight and wet and his to have however he pleases.

It takes just one, two, three more strokes of his cock and he sinks his teeth into his bottom lip, biting back a moan as he comes, spilling milky ropes across his hand and lower stomach. Using the same towel to clean up his mess, he tells himself he won’t do this again, he can’t do this again.

He shifts up to lean against the headboard as he comes down from his high, deciding to stay clear of you until your parents get home. Keeping you out of sight is the best way forward, even if he can’t keep you out of his mind.

You spend the rest of the day in the pool, nursing a Long Island iced tea and paging through your book. Joel doesn’t show face again, but it’s for the best — you can’t stop thinking about that damn towel and how easily it could slip down.

Your phone rings and pulls you from your daydreaming; you haul yourself out of the pool and pat yourself dry, fingertips wrinkled from the water. You see it’s your mom calling, and slide to answer.

You don’t get a chance to say hello and she’s bombarding you with questions.

“Hi, sweetie! How was the drive? I hope you didn’t have too much traffic. Oh! And did you see Joel? He’s with us for the weekend, maybe he went out for the day too.”

You certainly did see Joel. You still can even with your eyes closed.

“Hi, Mom. The drive was fine, and Joel’s been here the whole day.”

“That’s nice. I hope you don’t mind, you two always got along well so your father didn’t think to tell you beforehand. Listen, why don’t you and Joel come through to town for dinner with us? I’ll send you the restaurant name.”

“Yeah, okay sure. See you soon.”

“Bye, sweetie. See you.”

She hangs up the phone and you venture inside to find Joel, heading towards the spare room. Pressing your ear to the door, you don’t hear any movement. Maybe he’s sleeping.

“Joel?” You knock on the door and hear rustling, he responds a few moments later.

“Yeah? You can- you can come in.”

You nudge the door open and he’s sitting up in bed, sheets pulled to the same height his towel was hanging earlier and it takes everything you have not to stare, debate if he’s still got that towel on or is stark naked.

Stepping just over the threshold, you lean against the wall to steady yourself and focus your eyes on his face.

“My mom called, she said we must go into town to meet them for dinner. She texted me the address.”

“Sounds good, I can drive us. I’ll just uh, get ready.”

You nod and retreat from his room in silence — you’ll be able to hold a conversation once he’s fully clothed.

Tonight’s restaurant is right along the shoreline, carved into the cliffside. It’s a good climb down the hillside and you’re glad you’re wearing flats, mentally noting to go easy on the drinks tonight to make it back up again. Gentle waves lap against the rocks and the sea breeze is just the refresher you need after a hot summer day.

You’ve changed into a strappy dress, the hemline falling just above your knees and Joel’s in a loose button-down and board shorts. Your parents are sitting across from you, and they’d spent the better part of an hour asking you about work and romantic prospects.

Once satisfied with your answers, they turn to focus on each other, leaving you and Joel to your own devices. With them both engrossed in conversation, you try and test the waters.

You shift your legs under the table and bump your knee into Joel’s — his hand falters as he scoops more food onto his spoon, but doesn’t pull away. You push further, pressing your thigh against his and he stills completely, peering at you out of the corner of his eye.

The unfortunate combination of the summer heat and your heavy hand when pouring your drink earlier has made you fearless. You snake a hand below the table, resting it dangerously close to the growing bulge in his shorts.

He drops his spoon, catching your dad’s attention.

“You alright?”

“Yeah, uh… Yeah, fine.” He swallows and gives them a tight smile, waiting for them to continue their conversation.

“What the hell are you doin’?” Joel practically hisses at you under his breath, eyes flashing in your direction.

You ignore him and flatten your hand, unsure if the heat you can feel is radiating from him or yourself. You continue moving upwards, the tips of your fingers brushing against the outline of his cock.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” You whisper back to him, unmoving in your chair.

You start palming him through his shorts, angling your head to look at him and a fresh wave of arousal floods your panties.

“Sweetheart, you can’t be doin’ this. Not here.”

“Say stop and I will.”

His eyes flutter closed, taking in a shaky breath. It feels like he’s already fully hard.

Just when you think you’ve won, your parents stand up and you rip your hand away, heart racing in your chest. Caught up in your teasing you hadn’t noticed they’d finished dessert and paid the bill. You look at your dad with wide eyes, hoping nobody saw anything.

“Nice dinner, everyone. Good to have you here, kiddo. We’ll see you back at the house, been a long day.”

“Um, yeah, we’ll follow you guys.” You hope you sound less startled than you feel.

He rounds the table, a hand coming down on your and Joel’s shoulders and he walks off. You and Joel stand to follow him — your mind foggy with lust, you can feel his eyes burn into you, but you don’t dare look at him.

Arriving home after a charged car ride with Joel, your parents say goodnight and their door shuts behind them. The room falls silent, you’re unsure who will make the first move. Joel grabs onto your arm, dragging you through the house.

“What?”

“Don’t play dumb with me now, sweetheart. You’re gonna finish what you started.”

He pulls your dress over your head, leaving you in just your bra and panties. Pushing you onto your bed, his eyes trail up and down your figure as you lie before him.

“What were you doing all afternoon? Didn’t see you at all.”

“You wanna know what I was doing?”

You nod and he leans down to speak into your ear, voice low and raspy.

“I was thinkin’ of you, baby. That skimpy little bikini of yours got me all hard, so instead of spendin’ my time out by the beach, I was jacking off in my room and all I could think of was you.”

A shiver runs down your spine, a small whine escaping at his words.

“Thought a lotta things about how you’d be, now we’re gonna see how much of it is true.”

He pushes you down to lie on your back, pulling your panties down. You try to cross your legs out of habit and he grabs your knees, spreading you open before him.

“Now we’re shy, are we? Don’t want me seeing this pretty pussy?”

He cups you entirely and you tilt your hips, chasing the friction of his palm against your clit.

“After that little game you played just now, you’re gonna take what I give you, and you’re gonna enjoy it.”

He wraps his arms under your legs, dragging you to the edge of the bed and drops to his knees, draping one leg over each of his shoulders. You look down at him and he stares into your eyes, flattening his tongue against you and licking a broad stripe up through your folds. He sucks your clit into his mouth, tongue swirling in tight circles and your head falls back against the bed.

“Oh, fuck, Joel.”

He chuckles into you, causing you to moan again.

“Better than the boys you normally go out with?”

He doesn’t give you time to answer, tongue circling your clit again and he drags his fingers up and down, coating them in your arousal. Pushing two fingers into your cunt, the stretch is already far more than with your own — you’re not sure how you’ll ever satisfy yourself after this.

He pumps his fingers in and out, in and out, curling them upwards and you feel heat spreading across your abdomen, your legs just beginning to tremble. You move your hands into his hair, tugging on his curls and he groans against you, speeding up his movements.

“You gonna come for me?”

“Please, Joel. Oh, god, please.”

“Go on then, come. I know you can.”

You tighten your grip on his hair, legs going stiff as you come on his fingers and his movements don’t stop, tongue flicking back and forth over your clit, fingers fucking into you relentlessly to drag out your high. With no chance to recover, he pushes a third finger into you, his pace never faltering.

“Joel, please. It’s too much.”

He pulls off from you just enough to speak, a devilish grin on his face.

“Say stop and I will. I told you you were gonna take what I gave you.”

Mouth latching onto you again, he ignores your protesting, eyes boring into your own. You can see him rutting into the side of the bed and your moans turn into whines and whimpers, the heat pooling at the base of your spine more intense than before.

“Come on, sweetheart, be a good girl for me.”

Pushing his free hand down onto you, he curls his fingers inside of you, grazing over that one spongy spot and your vision blurs. You dig your heels into his back, hips lifting off the bed as you come again, a warm stream of liquid soaking his beard that’s scratching at your inner thighs.

Chest heaving as you come down, he pulls his fingers out and sucks one into his mouth, licking it clean.

“Better than I imagined.”

He leans over you, shoving his other two sticky fingers into your mouth and you whine at tasting yourself on him.

“All that messing around and look where it got you.”

He unbuttons his shirt agonisingly slowly, a smirk spreading across his face. His eyes are blown wide, beard slick with your release as he trails his fingertips up and down your leg, the small hairs standing in his wake. You close your legs and flop back onto the bed, already feeling spent.

“Just one more thing I needa see for myself.”

Finally pulling his shorts down, that tantalising trail of hair you saw this morning spreads into wiry curls surrounding the base of his cock. He’s bigger than anyone else you’ve ever been with, fully stiff as he takes himself in his hand with long strokes — thick, throbbing, and precome pearling from his tip.

“Are you gonna fuck my mouth?”

He draws circles into your leg, still stroking himself.

“Not this time. Wanna feel how tight this pussy’s gonna squeeze my cock.”

Not this time. You clench around nothing in anticipation, and he starts crawling up the bed to you.

“Be good and maybe we can use that mouth of yours another day.”

Propping yourself up on your elbows, Joel drags himself through your wetness, nudging the tip of his cock against your clit.

“Gonna be a tight fit, sweetheart. Might just ruin this cunt for anyone else.”

He lines himself up with your entrance, both of your eyes locked on where you join. Pushing in just past his tip, your mouth falls open with a strangled moan.

“Warned you. Feels good, doesn’t it?” All you do is whimper in response.

“Gonna feel even better.”

He sheaths himself completely inside of you, hair at his base pressed against your clit and balls pressed against your ass. It’s the most stretched out you’ve ever been — it’s also the best you’ve ever felt and he hasn’t even started moving.

He leans over you and starts grinding his hips, pulling your bra down. Pinching a hardened nipple between his fingers, he takes the other into his mouth, swirling his tongue just the same as before.

You lock your ankles behind his back, legs wrapped around his waist and arms wrapped around his neck, holding onto him as if you’d float away. He lifts his head, a trail of spit connecting his lips to your breast. Bringing a hand up to your face, he squeezes your cheeks to force your mouth open, looking into your eyes as he spits into the back of your throat.

You moan quietly, clenching around his length and he huffs a laugh, shaking his head.

“Dirty girl. You let other boys spit into your mouth, too?”

You shake your head clumsily and tighten your legs, trying your hardest to grind yourself against him.

“What’s wrong, baby? What happened to it’s too much?”

He straightens up and pries your legs off him, pressing them into your chest. His eyes are dark as he watches how you squirm and stretch around him. He angles his head forward, letting another string of saliva fall from his mouth onto your cunt and it drips down around his cock.

Using two fingers, he puts slight pressure on your clit but doesn’t move.

“You’re gonna come on my cock, and then I’m gonna come inside you. Understand?”

You’re not sure how to string words together on your own accord anymore, clit throbbing and cunt stretched out, mind filled with just Joel.

“Hey, repeat after me, come on: I’m gonna be a good girl.”

“I’m gonna be a… a good girl.”

“Next: I’m gonna come on your big cock.”

“I’m gonna come- on your big cock.”

“And to finish off: You’re gonna come inside me.”

“You’re… gonna come inside me.”

“Was that so difficult?”

He readjusts his grip on your legs and starts pounding into you, the force of his thrusts shifting you up and down, your clit rubbing against his steady fingers. Your moans are only broken by the need for more air, your voice becoming hoarse and getting higher and higher in pitch as he keeps going harder.

You start clamping down on him, the day’s heat and your teasing and the way he’s using you relentlessly quickly becoming too much.

“Come on, sweetheart. You’ve been such a good girl. Come one last time for me and I’ll fill you up.”

His words push you over the edge and he keeps fucking into you as you come. You reach down to hold onto him, your hands wrapping around his arm and you dig your nails into his skin, carving out crescent moons.

Through the ringing in your ears, you can hear him grunting, his resolve finally breaking after a few more thrusts as he spills inside of you, your walls coated in his spend as the warmth spreads throughout your body. He loosens his hold on your legs, bringing them down and massages your tired muscles.

Pulling out of you, you feel his come slowly leak out and down your folds, landing in thick droplets on the sheets. You turn onto your side, sleep already creeping up on you and he drops down behind you, his chest pressed against your back and softening cock against your ass.

“We’re going to the beach tomorrow, and I wanna see what other little outfits you got with you. Try another game like you did tonight, though, and I’m gonna have to put you in your place again.”

You huff a laugh, a gentle, satisfied smile on your face. This long weekend is suddenly far more exciting than you prepared for.

comments & reblogs are hugely appreciated, forehead kisses to all 💜

dividers by @saradika-graphics

#joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller smut #joel miller fanfiction #jamie's ocean challenge

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loveanddeepdick · 2 months ago

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i need some toji with extra fluff PLS these tiktok edits are tearing me up 😔

toji was a grumpy man. he was hard headed and he knew always knew exactly what he wanted. he wanted some peace and quiet after he retired and maybe he’d settle down with you.

he had an arm slung over the back of the couch, intently watching you while you scrolled on your phone. it was dark out, you two had both come back home from work and were too lazy to get up. you switched from tiktok to instagram to whatever random social media app you had.

his eyes trailed back up to your face, the light from your phone illuminating your face in the dark room. in a millisecond as his eyes settled onto your features, he saw your whole future together.

he saw a wedding. he saw how you walked down the aisle with the veil cover your head. he saw a baby boy and a baby girl. he saw you two at the park with them. he saw you two sending them off to school. he saw you two growing old, helping each other cook while your grandkids were in the living room.

a tear silently fell down his cheek, obviously going unnoticed from you. his adam’s apple bobbed as he pursed his lips.

“i love you”, he mumbled, leaning into you as he kissed the top of your head

“that’s so random, toji”, you giggled, “but i love you too”

you gave him a short peck on the cheek after he pulled back from your hair, smiling up at him.

“i’m never leaving this damn life with you. i fuckin’ love you”

you smiled in confusion as he turned away, resting his back on the couch again as you just enjoyed the moment. you didn’t know what had gotten into your grumpy boyfriend but you just accepted it. his arm on the back of the couch fell onto your shoulders, resting on you, securing you into his life. he was making sure you weren’t going anywhere.

#jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk toji #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #jujutsu kaisen toji #toji fushigro x reader #toji fluff #toji x reader fluff #rina thinking 📝

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thekissofaphrodite · 1 year ago

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Angel Eyes

Luke Castellan X Daughter of Aphrodite!Reader

Summary: Look into his angel eyes, You'll think you're in paradise, and one day, you'll find out he wears a disguise. Don't look too deep into those angel eyes.

Warnings: Explicit scenes *smirks*, angst (Remind me if I missed one!)

Author's note: I was listening to ABBA and realized that Angel Eyes describes Luke PERFECTLY. When Yk yk.

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You laid on top of Luke's bare chest, still panting heavily, He pressed his nose to your hair and inhaled your scent. His muscular arms wrapped around your breasts.

"Do you love me?"

Luke immediately laughed, His throat bobbing as his laughter echoed through his empty cabin.

"Is that even a question? Of course I do, " He said, His eyes looking deeply at yours, carefully analyzing your reaction.

You didn't answer. Instead, you got up and pulled his blanket to cover your bare chest while trying to search for your clothes.

Luke immediately sensed something was wrong, He sat up and leaned against the headboard, Carefully watching you as you put on your pink bra.

"You're Upset" He said.

"Am I?" You asked sarcastically, You remembered the prophecy perfectly.

Someone who you deeply love lies, manipulating one until your own eyes sees the bright blue skies.

Someone you deeply love.

The oracle felt like it was pointing at Luke, the love of your life. The one who saved you when you were a mess. The one who kissed you every night, The one who wiped your tears when you were crying. The one who held your hand when you were scared.

It's impossible.

He wouldn't do that.

Not Him.

Not Luke.

As soon as you're fully clothed. You looked into his eyes, Searching for any signs of betrayal you might suffer, But instead, He winked and kissed your cheeks before you left.

——

He betrayed you, He really did.

He wasn't Luke anymore, He was now Kronos.

You laid beneath the road. The sun hitting your face as you stared at skies, Rethinking your choices.

You're fatally wounded after ethan nakamura shot you with a deadly arrow, The poison spread slowly inside your body, making you weak. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you thought his name all over again.

Luke Luke Luke Luke Luke

As if tho his name was a prayer, You were dying. You were about to lose a life, A life you had future plans, a life that you deeply deserve.

Then, You saw someone towering over you, It was Luke, with a scythe in hand, His scar was still on his face, Ever so beautiful. You tried to say his name but was greeted with a pool of blood choking you as soon as you opened your mouth.

"Shh...There there now..." Luke, Or should I say Kronos caressed your hair as you started gasping for hair, Indicating that the poison had spread now.

"Sleep well darling" He whispered as he planted a kiss on your forehead.

You then closed your eyes and stopped struggling, You were now free, The last thing you saw was the blue skies and Luke's angel eyes as Thanatos' silhouette appeared behind you.

A/N: THE BETRAYAL?!?!? I HAVEN'T READ THE BOOKS BUT I KNEW LUKE WAS A TRAITOR. HOW DID I DO?! IM NOT GOOD AT ANGST SO PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF THIS IS A SHORT ONE 😔😔

#luke castellan x reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #luke castellan #charlie bushnell #disney plus #angst

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drawthething · 2 years ago

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Muppets muppets muppets muppets mup-

This makes me sound like I'm so absolutely normal about Jimmy Jr even though in my soul I'd have put him as best protagonist even

Character Superlatives ⭐️💕

Guess who made another thing! Like the ship chart, my only “rule” when reblogging or reposting is to be respectful of other people’s opinions (even if they throw your favorite baby in the trash). You’re more than welcome to use this for your other fandoms! And hopefully if you click on it you’ll get better quality 😭

#spent a ridiculously long amount of time trying to think of a character i geniunely dislike 😔#didn't wanna put jimmy pesto in like 3 categories 🤨#babs you've done it again #bobs burgers

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hearts-4-vicky · 10 months ago

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g!p julie fics are seriously understocked rn it's a crime

made me bussanut ‼️‼️‼️

warnings: G!p Julie, 5th member reader, reader snuck in cuz she on hiatus😭, fan sign, edging…, semi public sex?, secret blowjob, natty is stupid, u slap her balls like once🎀 kinda short, i think thats it…

um not proofread again…

Everyone at the fan sign knew something had to be wrong with the Julie. To stuttering, gasping, and having her eyebrows furrowed nearly the whole time, people started to get worried. many speculated she missed you, since you were set to be on a hiatus for at least a month due to being accused of being a porn star being debut, (cut me some slack man… idk what to write😭) little did they know you were under the table, stroking Julie’s fat cock.

placing tender kisses along her length and on her tip, never taking her fully in your mouth. Julie had been on edge ever since she sat down, wondering when you would start a proper blowjob. your fingertips teased her tip while you were as the fans started to line up, Julie felt warmth around her tip, making her let out a soft whimper. you wrapped your fingers around the base of her cock, before taking more of it in your mouth little by little. head bobbing on her dick as you take her in your throat. your tongue swiping on the underside of her cock made her let out a low grunt, gaining the attention of the fan in front of her.

“um… are you okay?” the girl asked, before pushing the opened album in front of her

gulping, she answers while trying not to moan out loud “ghk- yeah! how are you though?”

“well-“ Julie had completely zoned out, focusing on trying not to start whimpering in the middle of the fan sign

timeskip… idk what to put man😔

Julie’s facade had started to break as the fansign came to a halt, breathing heavily as showed her no mercy. every time you felt she was gonna cum, you stopped your actions. waiting for the urge to go away before going right back to deep throating her throbbing cock.

As the members were resting, Julie was still trying to be as quiet as she can with her the overwhelming head she was receiving.

“Do you have a ding dong?” Natty whispered to her, breaking the girl from the trance she was in

“H-huh?” Julie gasped out, feeling you play with her heavy balls. your tongue swirling on her tip. Natty continued to speak

“Y’know.. like a… cum gun? pew pew?” Natty started to lean in closer, voice lowered in order to not disturb the other girls. “Or a joystick? whatever you call it!” she trailed off, before noticing the slight sweat around Julie’s neck. “mmfh- fuck..” you took her all in your throat now, pausing for a second before bobbing your head up and down “wha-“ “shhh… yeah I do h-hAVE! one.. oh shit…” Natty looked at her wide eyed as the girl now had her head thrown back. “The fuck?” she questioned the older girl. Before she could respond, Julie felt you bob your head faster, feeling her tip ram into the back of your throat. She brought her hands to her face as to cover her flushed cheeks and to quiet her moans😵‍💫 her cock was throbbing once again as you suckle on her mushroom tip, she prayed you would let her cum deep in your throat. Natty walked away not wanting to deal with whatever was helping with the leader. Julie felt the same knot in her stomach, nearly crying out as she thrusted hard into your awaiting throat for the first time of the night. she painted your insides white with her thick load, making you gag but not rejecting it whatsoever. she leaned back in her chair, riding out her orgasm as she breathed heavily.

“Get up! we’re gonna perform!” Belle called out to Juile. still recovering from her orgasm she panted out a response “huh? i t-thought we would get a little practice before that..” her mind foggy, only thinking about how she would pound your pretty little cunt after this. you giggle at your girlfriend’s cuteness before coughing loudly. hearing this, Belle stepped closer to find the source of the noise.

“what the f-“ Belle lifted the cloth on the table, revealing your topless figure

“oh!- um hi! miss me?”

“how are you here? why is there white on yo- EWW NASTY!”

“nuh uh! not nasty… my babygirl tastes good..”

“yeah whatever.. unnie put your dick away”

hi my loves 🎀 IM LOCKING IN FIX MY ACC RNNNNN n other shit um💪💪💪🤫🧏 wish me luck yall…

Anyway Love you guys and stay safe❤️❤️

-Vicky 💋

#vicky’s asks #anon ask #wlw #kiss of life smut #kiss of life x reader #kiof smut #julie han smut #julie han x reader #g!p

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lovebugism · 1 year ago

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being with toxic people on Christmas eve, hurt/comfort with eddie + shy!reader, because this is my situation and I'm projecting 😔

i'm so sorry angel! i hope this makes you feel a wee bit better!! — when being around family gets too hard, eddie makes everything feel easy again (shy!reader, hurt/comfort, friends in love, tw for brief mentions of toxic family, 1.1k)

blurbcember ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚

December is bitter, glittering, and terribly cold.

The crisp chill takes your breath away when you storm out into it. It burns your lungs and scratches at your chest like a living thing with claws. When the initial shock of wintry dreariness fades, you take your first deep breath in all day.

You feel somehow less alone out here by yourself than you did inside your own house. The falling snow keeps you company in a way your family never could. The empty, faint pink sky drapes over you like a fuzzy blanket.

You think you’d rather freeze out here — in the peaceful, early-winter melancholy — than step foot back home.

You walk down the gravel path of the trailer park with snow crunching beneath your feet. The sound is soft and hollow and pleasant. The piling crystalline dampens your sneakers as your legs move on their own. Muscle memory at its finest.

You gravitate towards the Munson trailer without thinking twice ‘cause the safest thing you know is waiting for you there — standing on his snowy front porch, smoking a cigarette, and shivering under a thick flannel coat that’s obviously older than he is.

A quiet smile lifts the corners of your mouth when you see him.

Eddie’s winter-kissed features twist in concern at the sight of you, all alone and in the dark. “The hell are you doing out here?” he asks in place of any real greeting, breath leaving his rosy, chapped lips in a thin white cloud. “It’s freezing!”

You know this. The cold is impossible to ignore. You were just too eager to get out of your house, too eager to get here, that you forgot to notice how much your frigid limbs were aching.

“I wanted to see you,” you confess in a tiny voice, as light as the falling snow sticking to your hair and sweater.

Eddie’s chest swirls with warmth. Suddenly it’s summer, and everything’s golden instead of navy blue and bitter. With a sudden longing to close the distance between you, he says, “Get up here before you freeze to death.”

You climb up the steps of his porch without a word of complaint from your mouth. You gravitate towards him like he’s the sun, a bright yellow thing that makes the winter seem less dreary. You ache to be near him just the same, to hold him with your frozen hands until you’re warm again.

He reaches for the lapel of his coat, and you think he might take it off for you — swaddle you in its warmth like they do in the movies. Despite the swarm of butterflies the thought stirs in your stomach, you’d rather him keep it on. You don’t want him to suffer just because you forgot to put on a jacket before rushing here.

Only Eddie doesn’t take it off. He keeps it on and ushers you closer with a silent nod of his wild head. He wraps you up in it with him — with his palm on your back, his curls tickling your forehead, and his heart against your heart.

You bury a final sigh of relief into his Corroded Coffin tee, thankful to be in his arms. He soothes you with the familiar scent of his musky cologne, heals you with the kindness of his touch. He opens suns inside your heart and makes you forget how cold you used to be.

“What happened?” Eddie asks, chin bobbing against your head. He snuffs out his cigarette on the small ashtray on the wooden railing, then swipes a hand over your hair to brush off the snowflakes sticking to you. “Why aren’t you at home?”

You make a vague I don’t know sound, muffled into his chest. “I just needed to be outside for a second,” you say finally, so soft your words get buried in the whistling wind. In a strained and fragile voice, you tell him, “It’s so loud back home.”

Eddie knows that’s not totally the truth. You didn’t leave in such a hurry that you forgot to put on a coat just because it was loud. You decided it was more important to risk freezing on your way to him than stay where you were, so it must be more than you let on.

Eddie doesn’t pry, though. Just holds you tighter.

“Yeah, I know what you mean,” he says in a sympathetic sigh.

You can hear music playing from inside the trailer — Steve Miller Band, you think, or maybe Lynyrd Skynyrd. Uncle Wayne loves both, and their rhythmic guitar shakes the walls of the old house accordingly. The Munson clan’s closest friends and family manage to shout over it all, mixed with loud laughter and something warm.

It doesn’t sound as mean as the shouting you’re most familiar with.

“How long do I have you before your folks start hunting me down?” Eddie asks, lips curled into a smile against your head.

“As long as you want,” you answer with a sad laugh. “No one’s coming to look for me.”

Eddie nods despite his stinging chest and sways you gently back and forth.

“Good. I wanted you all to myself— It’s what I asked for for Christmas, actually.”

You snort a disbelieving scoff.

“I’m serious!” he insists with a loud laugh. You feel the rumble of the boyish noise against the apple of your cheek. “I put the letter in the little Santa mailbox on Main Street and everything!”

“Well, I’m glad I could make your wish come true,” you joke with a conceding sigh. You pull slightly back from him, only enough to see his face. You find him smiling down at you, a pink grin that shows all his teeth. Beautiful. Warm. Sunlit.

You try to smile back. It’s a little too forced and ends up looking like a wince.

Eddie’s face twists in concern. Still smiling, just a little softer now. “You’re okay, right?”

You nod at first. ‘Cause you feel like that’s what you’re supposed to do. Then you realize it’s Eddie, and you shrug. “Now I am,” you answer finally, quiet in your subtle confession.

His rosy grin widens. “That is very cheesy,” he teases with a twinkle in his dark eyes. He squints them a second later. “You’re not flirting with me, are you?”

Your face burns hot as you laugh out loud. “No!”

“Well, that’s unfortunate,” he jokes, pouting now.

“Shut up.”

He shrugs. “I just thought we had something going here.”

“Are you flirting with me, Eddie Munson?”

“Of course I am!” he blurts with a laugh you can feel in your chest. “I’m surprised it took you this long to notice.”

You figure he must be joking, so you shove him away with a halfhearted hand. He pulls you back into him with gentle fingers wrapped around your arms, and you let him — resting your cheek against his shoulder with every intention of melting with him.

There’s something innately sweet about his presence. His warmth. This closeness. And this silent sense of understanding you share.

You don’t want to think about what you’re running from anymore.

You’re just glad you ended up here.

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daisies-daydreams · 6 months ago

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Miguel O’Hara and Fem!Reader!!

Can you add smut and praising and reader is a virgin, Miguel and Reader have been dating for a while so reader has been thinking about doing it for a while so she has the courage to ask miguel? :D

thanks!! :))

Paradise (Miguel O'Hara x F!Virgin!Reader)

Header Credits: @natashowlet (center) & Pexels Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x F!Virgin!Reader Category: Fluff/Smut Tags: Use of (Y/N), Making Out, Virginity Loss, Grinding, Foreplay, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex (F!Receiving), Multiple Orgasms (Reader), Big Dick Miguel (it's canon I swear), Size Difference, Depictions of Pain (related to virginity loss), Praise Kink, Protected P in V Sex (Wrap the Schlong Before You Donkey Kong), Petnames Word Count: 4k+ A/N: Hello lovely! It's great to hear from you again! (not to mention a request for our man Miguel 😏). I'm sorry if it's not great - it's been a while since I've written and I'm feeling pretty rusty. 😔 Thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy!

Miguel hummed quietly as he stroked his thick fingers through your hair, your smaller form resting in his lap. It's been a long week, and the two of you decided to have a cozy night in. You rested your head on his chest as the two of you snuggled in bed, the sound of rain tapped against your window. While you enjoyed sitting back and relaxing with your love, you couldn't deny the growing fire in the pit of your stomach and how it reached every corner of your body.

You weren't expecting to just blurt it out, but before you could stop yourself, you quickly muttered: "I-I want to do it". You hid your face in your boyfriend's shoulder as he stopped running his fingers through your hair.

"What was that, (Y/N)?" your lover murmured. You kept your head nuzzled against his broad shoulder as heat filled your cheeks. Miguel sighed as he rubbed the small of your back. "Cariño, por fa. I want to hear what you have to say," he gently urged you [honey, please]. Your throat grew tight as you laid your hands on his bare chest.

"I...I said that I want to do it," you said, your voice only slightly louder this time. You flinched when your boyfriend's grip on your back tightened as he sucked in a sharp breath.

"Do you mean..." his voice trailed off as you felt his heart thud against his chest. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you slowly nodded against his shoulder.

"I...I've been wanting to have sex with you for a while, but..." you bit your lip as you wiggled in his lap. You gasped as you felt his hands slip from your spine to your hips, his fingers ghosting over your waist as he breathed against your ear.

"I-I don't know if I'd be the best person for your first time, conejita," he said with a bit of nervousness tinted in his voice [bunny]. You slowly pulled your head up and pinched your brows together.

"What do you mean?" you asked while tilting your head. Miguel's Adam's apple bobbed as he rubbed the back of his head, his hickory eyes avoiding your curious gaze.

"Well, you see..." a dark pink dusted over his sharp cheeks as he tried to find the right words. Your lover eventually closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Hermosa...I just don't want to hurt you," he muttered softly as his wide shoulders slumped [Beautiful]. Your heart instantly melted at his words as your gaze softened. Miguel's eyes snapped open as you pecked his cheek and wrapped your arms around his thick neck.

"Migs, está bien. Confío en ti," you whispered soothingly [Migs, it's okay. I trust you]. Miguel's breath faltered as his eyes glossed over, his body stiff against you as he parted his lips.

"Oh, conejita..." he breathed before pulling you into a tender hug. You smiled as you relished in the gentle brush of his breath over your cheek. Your lover slowly pulled back before staring at you with a more serious gaze.

"You do know that I'll have to do a lot of foreplay, right?" he murmured while gently cupping your chin between his thick thumb and finger. Your heart skipped a beat at the thought of his digits burying into your tight, wet cunt while he suckled on you clit.

"I-I don't mind," you said before biting your lip. Miguel smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling before tenderly he pecked your cheek.

"You're so beautiful, you know that?" he purred lowly as his hands traced over your thighs. Your heart skipped a beat as he delicately traced his fingertips over your skin, his lips dancing over your jaw.

"Miguel," you flushed as he smiled against your cheek.

"I mean it: you're the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen," he whispered before gently lying his lips against yours. Your eyes widened as you gripped the back of his neck, your legs spreading across his lap. Miguel groaned as your clothed heat pressed against his crotch, the growing hardness beneath you making you shiver.

"God, you taste so good...I really wanna to know what the rest of you tastes like," Miguel rumbled as his hands squeezed your hips. Your moan echoed against his plump lips as you arched your back. "Will you let me taste you, cariño?" your lover groaned. You sighed heavily and nodded, each nerve in your body lit with arousal.

"Y-Yes," you whispered. You yelped when he suddenly picked you up, his massive palms cupping your ass as he flipped you onto your back. Miguel licked his lips as he gently hooked your shirt with his fingers.

"Are you sure this is okay, (Y/N)?" he asked, his breath cascading over the fabric of your t-shirt. You nodded and sighed as you cupped his face.

"Miguel, it's alright," you gently reassured him. Miguel swallowed thickly before giving a short nod, his eyes trailing over your body before he slowly pulled your shirt up. Goosebumps broke out across your skin as the cool air swept across it, your heart racing beneath your sternum as you gazed up at the loving man before you.

"Look at you, mi vida," Miguel breathed as his fingers dipped behind you, gently picking at your bra clasp as he pecked your lips [my life]. You sighed and tilted your head as your lips met in a sweet embrace, his fingers deftly working your bra off. Your nipples almost instantly hardened as you felt the fabric drift off of your body, your heartrate speeding up even more as you felt his hands gently caress your mounds.

"So ready and eager for me, hm?" he murmured while smoothing his thumbs over your buds. You moaned and arched your chest into his touch as your walls clenched around nothing.

"Y-Yes," you murmured and squirmed beneath him. Miguel sighed softly before leaning down and gently puckering his lips around your right nipple. Your eyes nearly crossed as you gripped his shoulders, the subtle pressure drawing a sharp moan from your lips. Your lover softly massaged your other hard bud with his thumb as he lapped and suckled on your breast.

"O-Oh fuck, Miguel," you mewled. You felt him grin against your soft areola as his other hand slowly worked its way down your stomach before cupping your pussy through your panties.

"Mmm, I can already feel how wet you are for me, conejita," Miguel groaned as his fingers traced over the slick spot in your underwear. You moaned as the tips of your ears burned as he continued to rub your clothed labia while swirling his wet tongue around your perky nipple.

"M-Miguel, please," you whimpered as the growing need for something to be inside of you consumed your mind. Miguel looked up with raised brows.

"What is it, baby?" he murmured in a low, husky voice. You gulped as he rested his palm against your heat.

"I-I want you to eat me out," you said with a deep blush. His grin quickly turned into a smirk as he rested one last kiss on your breast. You arched your back as you felt him leave a trail of wet, sloppy kisses down your stomach before he nipped at the band of your shorts and panties.

"With pleasure, mi amor," Miguel hummed as he hooked his fingers around the top of your pants. Your legs shook as he tugged the rest of your clothes down, strings of your slick breaking off of your panties as the two of you moaned. Miguel's mouth looked like it was practically watering as he used his thumbs to pull your pussy lips apart, a pool of your slick oozing from your puckering hole.

"Jesus, you're completely soaked," Miguel murmured, his lips just barely brushing over your aching clit. "You're so fucking hot," he groaned before sticking his tongue out. Your breath left in short gasps as he gently lapped at your sensitive bundle of nerves, his fingers prodding at your weeping entrance.

"M-Miguel, shit," you moaned as you tangled your fingers in his hair. Miguel sighed as he swirled his tongue around your sensitive clit, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure through your core.

"You taste so good, (Y/N). The sweetest thing I've ever tasted," he rumbled before fully encasing your lower lips with his mouth. Your jaw clenched as you bucked your hips forward, the eager drag of his tongue along your slit drawing a high-pitched squeal from your throat.

"O-Oh Miguel!" you whined as he gently nudged his fingertips inside your eager cunny. Your walls sucked him in as he slowly inched his digits deeper and deeper, his tongue painting lewd shapes around your pulsing clit.

"T-That's-" you gasped as you felt the stretch grow inside your tight cunny. Miguel immediately stopped, drawing a whine from you lips as he leaned back from your dripping pussy.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" he asked, his brows furrowed and mouth curved into a concerned frown. You took a deep breath and shook your head, your legs turning to jelly when you saw his fingers were only half-way inside your sex.

"N-No, it feels really good. Just...not used to the stretch," you confessed with tinted cheeks. Miguel sighed softly and pressed a gentle kiss to your pulsing clit. You mewled as your legs shook around his head, your walls gripping his thick digits with such fervor you were afraid it was going to hurt him. And yet, Miguel continued to flick his warm, wet tongue across your clit while gently curling his digits inside your slick cavern.

"Gonna take it slow then, okay, baby?" he rumbled gently, his plump lips dancing over your labia. You nodded as you ran your fingers through his thick hair. Miguel sighed at your feather-light touch before he dove his head back down, puckering his lips around your engorged button while he slowly began to pump his fingers in and out of your squelching cunt.

"O-Oh fuck, Miguel!" you moaned and gripped his hair. Miguel groaned against your pussy as he licked a bold stripe from your stuffed hole to your clit.

"You feel so tight wet for me, conejita. I can't wait to stretch you out even more with my cock," he said in a husky whisper. Your heart skipped a beat at his words as your pussy gushed over his digits. Miguel chuckled softly. "You want that, hm? Want me to fuck you with my thick, heavy cock?" your boyfriend purred before wetly kissing your clit again. You gasped and squirmed in his grasp.

"Y-Yes," you panted, the drag of his fingers against your gummy walls and his soft lips circling your clit making your body shiver with bliss. You curled your fingers in his dark locks as you gently ground your hips against his face. The room was filled with your combined moans as Miguel devoured your juices with a gutteral groan.

"Fuck, you taste so good," Miguel sighed before gently thrusting deeper inside your cunny. You gasped and gripped his hair as you felt a wave of pleasure crash over you.

"M-Miguel!" you mewled as you practically rode his face. The tension in your lower belly began to slowly build with each grind of your hips and thrust of his sculpted digits.

"Mmm baby," your love grunted as he eagerly lapped along your slit. You whined as you felt him curl his fingertips along your spongey g-spot. Your toes curled as stars danced in your vision.

"M-Miguel, oh my God, I-I'm gonna-" you gasped as he shoved his tongue inside your cunt along with his fingers, the feeling of being stuffed enough to finally make the cord in your lower belly snap. You screamed as your walls clamped down on his fingers and tongue, a white ring of cream painting his digits as your body quaked with pleasure.

"O-Oh, oh my god," you said breathlessly as your hips were glued to his face. Miguel's eyes rolled back as he drank your sweet nectar, his tongue hungrily swiping inside your pulsing cunt. Your knuckles were white as you tightly bunched his hair between your fingers, the pleasure lapping at you like gentle waves in the sea. You slowly blinked your eyes open as tears gently fell down your cheeks. Miguel cooed.

"(Y/N), what's wrong?" he murmured and gently cupped your hip. You swallowed thickly as you gazed into his warm, brown eyes.

"I-I just...it felt so good. I've never come like that before," you confessed breathlessly. A small smile crept onto his face as he kissed the inside of your thigh. You squealed as Miguel lapped at your drenched pussy one last time before planting a sloppy kiss on your clit.

"You deserve to feel that good, every day, every second," Miguel panted as he slowly withdrew his fingers from your slick walls. You shuddered at the emptiness that filled your gaping sex as his digits left with a slick "pop". You panted heavily as you watched him get on his knees, his heavy cock straining against his pants.

"See what you do to me, baby?" he purred and gently took your hand, placing it over his dick. Your eyes widened as you felt how warm and thick it felt, your mouth watering as you found yourself yearning for a taste. Miguel chuckled as his eyes twinkled. "Ah, ah - not yet. Tonight, I want to spoil you, mi ángel," your love softly chastised you as he unbuckled his belt [my angel]. Your hand remained on his clothed cock as he slowly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, a dark spot of precum already leaking through the crotch of his briefs as you swallowed thickly.

"M-Miguel...I don't know if-if..." you sucked in a sharp breath as your voice trailed off. Miguel adjusted himself on the bed as he gently cupped your cheek.

"Honey, if you don't feel comfortable, we can always try some other time," he said softly and kissed your lips. The sweet taste of yourself lingered on his lips and tongue as the two of you embraced. Miguel soon pulled back and sighed.

"N-No, it's not that, it's just-" you cut yourself off again and sighed, picking at a section of the ruffled bedsheets. Miguel tilted his head as he patiently waited for you to continue, this large thumb stroking your soft cheek. You sighed. "Are you sure you don't look down on me for having no experience?" you asked. His eyes softened as his hands traveled from your face to your hands.

"Oh, sweetheart, I would never look down on you for that," he whispered and gently kissed your cheek. "You're such an incredible person, experience or no experience," Miguel praised and tucked some hair behind your ear. You smiled as you gazed into his pools of hickory. Miguel chuckled softly as you leaned forward and captured his lips in a sweet kiss. Your hands rested on his broad shoulders while he gently rubbed his hips. His smile widened as you pushed him back, his heavy body falling against the mattress as your lips continued to dance.

You squealed as he hugged your hips with his massive palms, his fingers digging into your skin.

"Love all the little sounds you make, mi amor," Miguel purred as he slid his hands to cup your ass. You gasped and blushed as you felt him tenderly squeeze your supple cheeks.

"M-Miguel," you mewled and arched your back, your slick pussy grazing over his barely clothed cock. Miguel groaned as pure desire danced in the light of his eyes.

"Por fa, conejita," your lover rumbled as he slowly ground his hips against yours. Your eyes nearly fluttered shut as you felt the steady drag of his erection against your sensitive sex.

"Miguel...I'm yours. All yours," you moaned.

That was it for him.

You gasped as he gently moved you onto your back again, your legs falling open as your throat grew tight. Miguel sighed deeply as he pulled his boxers down his taut, muscular thighs. Your jaw dropped as his cock sprang free, his cherry-red tip weeping with thick beads of precum while his veiny shaft twitched.

"God, you have no idea how long I've waited for this moment," he growled as he reached into his nightstand. Your heart fluttered at the sound of the condom packet crinkling between his fingers, a bottle of lube in his other hand. Your eyes lit up as he snatched it between his teeth, his gaze locked with yours as he ripped the top off and spat it to the side.

"Mi vida..." Miguel groaned as he rolled the condom onto his heavy cock [My life]. Your walls pulsed in anticipation as your breath hitched.

"Miguel, p-please - I need you," you whined and gently moved your hips forward. His lips curved into a small grin as he chuckled softly.

"I'm here, ángel. Just give me a second," your boyfriend said as he popped open the bottle of lube. You looked up at him with your sparkling eyes as you made your bottom lip quiver ever so slightly. Miguel clicked his tongue. "Ah, don't give me that look," he warned playfully. You squirmed and ran your fingertips down his broad chest.

"Miguel, por fa: te necesito dentro de mi," you purred and gently cupped his balls with your warm palm [Miguel, please: I need you inside me]. Miguel's eyes rolled back as he groaned.

"N-No es justo. Estas j-jugando sucia," Miguel moaned as you gently squeezed his plump testicles [It's not fair. You're playing dirty]. You gave him a tiny smirk as you rubbed his sac with your palm, relishing in the low rumble that escaped from his throat.

"¿Por fa...Papi?" you purred [Please...Daddy?]. Your eyes widened at the feral groan that escaped Miguel's parted lips as he bucked his hips against your fingers. His hot breath cascaded over your face as he cupped the back of your thighs with his hands, his brows scrunched together as he positioned himself against your aching entrance. You moaned as he slowly smeared some lube on your already slick folds, the cold wetness sending a shiver through your body.

"(Y/N), once we do this, there's no turning back," he panted heavily. You swallowed thickly as you moved your hands to rest on his biceps, your gaze soft as you looked into his deep, brown eyes.

"I know, Miguel...but I trust you. You're the only one I want to do this with," you reassured him with a gentle whisper. Miguel's expression softened before he sucked in a sharp breath. You smiled as he dipped his head down and captured your lips in a tender kiss.

"You're so perfect," he grinned gently as he slowly pushed his hips forward. A small gasp left you as you felt the tight ring of your entrance split apart, a mix of pleasure mixed with a subtle sting ebbing through your core. "That's my girl - taking me so well. We're just gonna go slow for now, okay?" Miguel breathed with a slight shudder as he gently pressed his tip further inside you. You swallowed the growing lump in your throat as you gave a firm nod, tears pricking from the growing sensation in your tight sex.

"O-Okay," you managed to moan out as your thighs shook in his grasp. Miguel grinned against your cheek before he began to press soft, delicate kisses to your swollen lips.

"You're doing great, mi vida," Miguel purred lowly as he moved deeper inside your gummy walls.

"O-Oh shit," you gulped as you felt one of his veins drag along your sensitive flesh, your walls clenching around his dick in a delicious vice. Miguel moaned as his lips continued to pepper yours with sweet, slow embraces.

"Squeezing me so tightly, baby - I love it," he groaned. The two of you gasped as he fully filled your tight heat. You frowned when you looked between your two bodies.

"It...It didn't fit all the way," you said with a crack in your voice. Miguel tilted his head as he looked down as well before smiling softly.

"It's alright, sweetheart. It's your first time - I'm sure I'll fit with more practice," your love said with a playful wink. The warmth in your voice made your body go limp against the sheets as a soft moan escaped you. Miguel chuckled softly as he softly pecked your cheek. "Besides, you already feel perfect...just like this," he murmured lowly before giving the back of your thighs a cheeky squeeze. You squealed as your toes curled.

"Miguel," you blushed and squirmed beneath him, his cock twitching inside your core at the movement. Miguel hissed as your nails sank into his mocha skin as your walls fluttered around his shaft.

"Careful, conejita. I might come a little too soon," he teased with a lopsided grin. You chuckled quietly before you felt him slowly drag his hips back. Your jaw went slack as you felt his twitching cock massage your insides with a loud squelch, your core lit ablaze with sublime pleasure and pain. Your nails dug deep crescents into his muscular forearms as your moans mixed into a harmonious song.

"Are you feeling alright?" Miguel asked with a thick swallow, his cock still a quarter of the way inside your weeping cunt. You blinked as you looked into his eyes and parted your lips.

"Y-Yes, just feels s-so full, and stings a bit," you panted. Miguel nodded slowly before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I know it's a lot, but that's why I want to take my time with you," he said, as if reassuring not only you, but himself as well. You gave him a small, gentle smile and nodded. Miguel took a shaky, deep breath as he slowly pushed himself back inside the warm, tight grasp of your pussy. You tilted your head back and moaned as he gently moved his hands from your thighs to your hips, grasping at your tender skin as the steady push and pull of his cock made your head spin.

The pain of the sting slowly melted into pleasure each time you felt his tip kiss your raw cervix.

"Oh my god, bebé," Miguel groaned against your lips as his hips began to move a little faster. "I swear, I could get drunk off the feeling of you," he grunted. Your eyes rolled back as your legs shook around him.

"F-Fuck Miguel!" you moaned as you felt his heavy balls wetly slap against the lewd concoction of lube and your warm slick. Your love rested his forehead against yours as the bedframe began to creak, the sound of skin slapping against skin making your walls tighten.

"Miguel, s-shit I'm close!" you cried out as your body trembled with unbridled bliss. Miguel tilted his head back as he squeezed your hips.

"Come for me, baby. Show Papi that gorgeous face you make when you come on his cock," he rumbled. Your heart nearly stopped as you felt your cunt clamp down on his girthy dick.

"Miguel!" you sobbed his name as you gushed around his length, your body shivering with pleasure as you wailed. You barely heard Miguel groan your name as he continued to pump his cock inside of you, the pace sending shockwaves through your sensitive, pulsing core.

"Oh, fuck," you said breathlessly as waves of euphoria washed over you. You hastily gripped Miguel's arms as he panted against your neck, his breath hot as it hit your goosebump-ridden skin.

"(Y-Y/N), fuck," he grunted gutturally as his pace began to grow more sloppy with each thrust. Your entire body shivered as you gripped onto Miguel like a lifeline, your mind swimming in a haze of ecstasy.

"Miguel," you cooed softly as you gazed at his face wrought with pleasure. Miguel growled at the sound of his name falling from your lips as he slammed his hips down one last time. A sharp, deep groan rose from his throat as he stiffened above you.

"Oh my God," your lover moaned as his cock throbbed deep inside your core. You arched your back as you felt his cum flood the thin layer of latex between your bodies, a primal part deep inside of you wishing that he would've filled you up with his thick seed. Eventually, Miguel's breathing began to steady as he slowly blinked his eyes open again. He swallowed before gently cupping your cheek.

"Are-Are you okay? I wasn't too rough, was I?" he asked tenderly. You smiled and shook your head.

"No, no it was...it was perfect," you said and gently kissed the side of his hand. Miguel's expression softened at the feeling of your warm lips pressed against his hand, a gentle smile crossing his features.

"You're perfect," he murmured softly. You squealed as he scooped you into his arms, his cock still snug inside of your dripping cunt as he nuzzled his face into your neck. His body curved over yours as he spooned you in his bed, your feet intertwined as his lips ghosted over your pulse.

"Te amo mucho, mi vida," he whispered softly as his hand moved over your stomach [I love you so much, my life]. You smiled softly, closing your eyes as you soaked in the warmth of his body and sweet words.

"Te amo mucho, mi amor," you murmured in the sanctuary of his burly arms [I love you so much, my love].

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