#but i can't and stop holding that against me

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YOU'D THINK THEY'D KNOW BY NOW (OP81)

oscar piastri x fewtrell!golfer!reader (she/her) summary. you and oscar have both started your professional careers, so it's the perfect time to share your relationship with the world. pr makes you wait a bit and chaos ensues. (mainly smau, a little bit of writing) (2.7k) warnings. for sexual implications (but no actual sex) and nosy fans. andi's note!! so this is kind of a condensed version of a series i might write (though i'm not sure). anyway i hope you all enjoy bc i had a lot of fun making this!

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september, 2022 ->

Lando Norris why does my new teammate follow u

and why do u follow him

whats goin on there 🤨🤨

You lan please tell me ur joking

Lando Norris wait.

HES UR BF?? Ur Bf OScAR?

You …yes???

Lando Norris HES THE GUY WITH THE BITING THING??? 😨😨

You i am blocking you

never bring that up again oh my god

Lando Norris …is it the teeth? he looks like a bunny 🐰

YOU HAVE BLOCKED LANDO NORRIS.

january 2023 ->

yourusername

[caption 1: some fun b4 i go pro...] [caption 2: 📍orlando, florida] [caption 3: @.maxfewtrell @.landonorris]

story replies:

oscarpiastri i think i might have to stick with mini golf 😅

yourusername but i like teaching you golf ☹️☹️ oscarpiastri you just like holding my hands yourusername well duh

maxfewtrell i don't think we can play golf with oscar again

yourusername DONT BE MEAN yourusername he's my bf who cares if he can't swing maxfewtrell i do! i've got a golf ball-sized bruise on my thigh if you want proof yourusername stop crying, there's an ice machine in the hallway 😒

landonorris i am banning you from races idk if i can deal with you and oscar together

yourusername well ur not the fia...so i will now be attending every race i possibly can. just to terrorize you landonorris at least stay in his garage pls. yourusername ...did i tell you what pr said landonorris NO PLS I CANT yourusername it's just till belgium! landonorris brb planning my retirement

yourusername first pro tournament 😁 very happy to have this opportunity (and to be in florida again!)!! thank you @.hiltongrandvacations!

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gatorswgolf We miss you!

yourusername miss you all more!!! 🐊

logansargeant florida golf is always good 😌 (liked by yourusername)

user LOGAN??? user he's shooting his shot ↳ user let him live 😭😭

user that's my golfer 🥹

user like wydm she's pro now??? 😭☹️

user i think we need another quadrant video of her destroying lando and max in golf 😁 (liked by yourusername)

maxfewtrell swoosh!

landonorris swoosh!! yourusername alright why are you making fun of me... ↳ maxfewtrell we're reminding you of your humble origins ↳ yourusername 😒😒

landonorris your cat looks like he's crying...

yourusername leave him alone 💀 user her cat...?

february 2023 ->

"It's only a four hour difference." Oscar murmurs and you groan into his neck. "Don't remind me." Oscar's hands, warm and comforting, hold you against him. Your suitcase packed for Thailand and Oscar's packed for Bahrain sit near the couch you're lying on.

"We've had worse." He continues, his hand on your lower back squeezing your side in reassurance. You shift your head so you can see Oscar, his recently cut hair and soft smile. "I don't wanna share you, can you just be my trophy boyfriend?" His nose scrunches up when he tilts his head back as he laughs.

"I'd have to work on my golf knowledge before I can do that."

"I don't mind you being a little clueless. ‘Cause then I get to play teacher." You position your knees on either side of Oscar's hips, grinning down at him as you speak. A bright red flush builds on his neck and face. "I think everyone knows that's just your excuse to touch me on a public golf course."

"Obviously," You roll your eyes, face a little warm. Oscar grins, teeth and all. "It's not the worst way to learn when it's from you."

"Yeah?" Oscar sits up more so he's level with you. "Makes it more fun. Since...it's golf."

"Oscar!"

yourusername close friends story

[caption: i want my bf back. but thailand here i come 😭✈️🇹🇭]

story replies:

oscarpiastri we'll see eachother soon ❤️

yourusername ITS NOT SOON ENOUGH oscarpiastri miss you too! yourusername i love u and i miss you already 😭 (oscarpiastri reacted with ❤️)

maxfewtrell it's been like one day.

yourusername ur one strike from being kicked off my close friends maxfewtrell i actually might enjoy that. no more photos of you and oscar kissing yourusername ...ykw just for that i'm keeping you on it forever

logansargeant i'll treat him right while you're gone👍

yourusername YOU BETTER

march 2023 ->

sentosa golf club, singapore

yourusername a very good weekend! 🏆 thanks for having me, @.hsbcwomensgolf! see you soon @.f1 😁🇸🇦

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maxfewtrell alright we're never playing golf again

yourusername this is you admitting you're bad btw. 😁😁 maxfewtrell i was gonna congratulate you but i think i've changed my mind

landonorris share some champagne please? 😌🥂

yourusername it's gonna be flat by the time i see you again landonorris it's okay you can just buy another bottle yourusername nuh uh. you've got the money to buy it yourself! user my otp...i need them together now ↳ user i don't think max would ever let that happen ↳ user LET ME DREAM

user oscar in the likes? i see you op 👀

user he's BEEN here. he is never not here tbh...

user OMG YOU'RE GONNA BE AT JEDDAH???? (liked by yourusername)

Mclaren • MclarenF1

Lando & Oscar take a quiz on golf terms with @.yourusername! [Video attached]

Lando Norris Get destroyed @.OscarPiastri ↳ Oscar Piastri You've got the upperhand. I wasn't going to win anyway 🤷‍♂️

Y/N Fewtrell @.OscarPiastri you'll win next time 😉 ↳ Lando Norris I'm gonna put in all my effort so you don't rig it

yourusername jeddah things 🌺 (tagged landonorris)

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landonorris is there any trophy for golf quiz winner?

yourusername nope :) landonorris damn. all that and i get nothing yourusername cry about it

user soft launch and lando on the same post...hmmmm

user 🤔🤔 user building up an essay on why they're dating user you guys are insane 🙄 they're not even that close ↳ user she's literally only been seen with lando this week. who else would she be dating?? ↳ user i think you're forgetting the fact she was also seen with oscar... ↳ user they just met. don't be ridiculous

oscarpiastri it was nice seeing you!

yourusername you too!! 😊😊😊😊 maxfewtrell are you going insane user MAX??? user crazy behavior from the fewtrell siblings... ↳ user LITERALLY!! the emojis?? max's deleted comment?? what's going on 👀👀

april 2023 ->

yourusername close friends story

[caption: BIRTHDAY BOYYYYYY 🎂🎉!!!!! my amazing bf has turned 22 everyone go tell him happy birthday 😠]

story replies:

oscarpiastri i love you so much ❤️

yourusername if you actually loved me you'd come back to the flat early oscarpiastri On My Way! (you reacted with 😭)

maxfewtrell tell oscar i said happy birthday 🎊

yourusername 👍 maxfewtrell why did it take you 2 days to respond to this

may 2023 ->

yourusername public story

[caption: wasn't my best performance, but either way, thank you @.jmeaglelachamp for having me! time to go coast to coast ✈️ (📍 los angeles, california)]

story replies:

oscarpiastri can't wait to see you ❤️ you look great in orange 😍

yourusername i miss you!!!! yourusername the orange was for you i hate that color so much (oscarpiastri has reacted with ❤️)

oscarpiastri btw you did so well, don't beat yourself down

yourusername i love you so much yourusername now go do your pr lando is messaging me (oscarpiastri has reacted with 👎)

user the orange??? 👀👀👀

user • user

max f's sister wearing papaya at her tournament in la...interesting

user put some respect on her name 😭 she's literally a professional golfer not just max's sister ↳ user lmao literally. also the constant dating rumors in HER insta comments is crazy. keep that to yourself, you don't need to go telling her

user the 'time to go coast to coast' on her story...is she gonna be in miami?? ↳ user there's a tournament in new jersey next week, which is also on the east coast. she might just be flying there. ↳ user idk the papaya outfit seems like a hint. i have a feeling she's gonna be in miami ↳ user the delusions are crazy

Formula 1 • F1

@.yourusername is in the paddock, with Mclaren of course 😉 #F1 @.MclarenF1

user F1 ADMIN WHAT DO YOU KNOW

user where's the person who called me delusional. are you seeing this

user LANDO IN THE BACK you're kidding me like this can't be real

messages with logan sargeant 🦅

logan sargeant 🦅 oscar's snap says you're in a mcdonald's parking lot

can you get me an oreo mcflurry (00:19)

logan sargeant 🦅 how are you still in the parking lot WHAT ARE YOU DOING

logan sargeant 🦅 actually don't answer that (1:47)

you srry my phone died we got you the mcflurry

logan (3:28)

logan sargeant it's been 3 hours...

p sure oscar has my extra keycard btw

you alright he's dropping it off

sleep well 🤗

june 2023 ->

springfield, new jersey

yourusername OHHHH YEAHHH!!! a great weekend in new jersey, thank you @.kpmgwomenspga for having me!!!!!! 🏆🏆🏆🏆

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yourusername also smth coming soon...stay tuned 🤭

user can you just tell me now, my dms are open i swear i won't tell anyone user please. im not patient. please 😭🙏

oscarpiastri congrats! 👏🏆

yourusername thanks!!!! 😆

user alright...where is lando

user you cannot be serious. she's celebrating a win and you're speculating on her relationship?? ↳ user it's not that serious 🙄

maxfewtrell legend in the making 👑

yourusername why are you being nice... yourusername THANK YOU!!

user WHY HASNT LANDO COMMENTED

user lando hasn't even liked...WHERE ARE YOU LANDO

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sportsmag @.yourusername, a rookie in the LPGA discusses golf, relationships, f1, and her new found fame in our June edition. the full interview can found at our website sportsmag.com!

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Y/N FEWTRELL TALKS GOLF, F1, FAME, AND ROMANCE WITH SPORTSMAG

June 30th, 2023 • Lola Lyon

In May earlier this year, I had the pleasure to meet with Y/n Fewtrell at a golf course (a personal favorite of hers) in Florida. She acts the same way she does on social media; energetic, snarky, yet kind. However, I noticed a shyer part of her personality when discussing the people and things she holds dear.

I seemed to be the first person to ask her about her relationship status — as an interviewer. The young golfer's comments have been full of relationship spec....

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user • user

alright i paid for the y/n fewtrell article, will be posting some very important quotes below 🧵

user "Before she told me about her boyfriend, she told me about her feelings on the speculation. 'I never expected my relationship to be a big deal to so many people...it's a lot sometimes to see people assuming I'm dating a close friend or just a stranger. It can be funny though to see how many jumps people have to make to associate me with someone else. So far, not many people have been right."

user "I then asked her what her favorite rumor was. Her reply is something I'm sure not a lot of people could guess. "My favorite?...I mean— the ones including Lando are always so weird. He's my brother's best friend, and he's a close friend of mine. But I'm not dating him. I don't know if I could live an entire week with him as my boyfriend [laughter]. He's a great guy but, yeah. Not dating him."

user "Golf, according to her, has always been a staple in her life. 'I first played golf in Singapore, and I didn't love it at first. But, Max had played before so he was better than me, naturally. [laughter] It made me so mad. So I just kept playing, I started practicing and watching tournaments on TV. The first time I ever beat Max, I thought: What am I supposed to do now? I kept playing after that, obviously [laughter] and I still beat him, so."

user on her mindset going into a tournament: "I mean, I try to stay positive. I've— I know how sports, especially those in the public eye, can damage your self-esteem. I dealt with it myself a couple times when I was still at the collegiate level. Hearing people be so rude about you and your skills, it hurts. So, sophomore year I think it was, I started logging out of all my social media accounts a couple days before a game or a tournament. The only criticism I needed was my coach's, and now I feel like I'm at a point in my career where I can judge my own skills."

user "For my final question, I asked her about her opinion of the current F1 season. '[laughter] Well, I'm supporting Mclaren obviously. I know Red Bull's been doing really well. I've heard— seen people's complaints on Twitter, it's something. But honestly, good job on Red Bull for making a rocket ship [laughter]."

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july 2023 ->

Mclaren • MclarenF1

A message from Lando and Oscar before summer break!

[Lando and Oscar are standing in front of a barren wall, both wearing their team polo's. "Hi everyone, Oscar —and Lando— here." Oscar glances at Lando who starts speaking. "It's been a decent start to the season, but we're gonna go rest and come back better than ever." He gives a tired smile to the camera, and then Oscar starts speaking. "I, personally, will be vacationing with my girlfriend. So, I'm excited. What about you, Lando?" Lando's smile has changed, he's clearly trying to stop himself from laughing. Oscar raises a brow. "Um— I've got a nice vacation planned, gonna visit family too." Oscar nods along. "We'll see you all in Zandvoort." Lando waves to the camera, and a second before the video ends he can be seen falling forward, laughing hysterically. Oscar has his head tipped back, laughing as well.]

user mclaren admin i think you uploaded the wrong cut...

Mclaren Nothing wrong here 😉 ↳ user OMG ↳ user they posted this...on purpose...hmm... ↳ user i swear this means oscar's gonna hard launch his gf i know itttt

august 2023 ->

yourusername and oscarpiastri how did no one assume this. where were you all at. Hi, everyone 👋💗 (edited 3hrs ago.)

logansargeant FINALLY i no longer have to cover for you guys omg

logansargeant congrats tho! ↳ oscarpiastri thanks mate! ↳ yourusername you were our strongest soldier. we will get you a reward dw ↳ oscarpiastri we did not agree abt that ↳ yourusername do i have to remind you about the mcdonalds situation from miami ↳ oscarpiastri logansargeant i'll send some money your way as a reward user alright. whats going on here guys ↳ user i'm getting the feeling they somehow traumatized logan in a mcdonalds

user I'VE BEEN HERE (liked by yourusername)

user i knew it. oscar had been in her likes for so long user i think i manifested this tbh

maxfewtrell i feel that i'm owed a thank you

yourusername thank you for driving in the formula renault eurocup in 2018, max. i would've found him anyway but i'll let you take credit ↳ maxfewtrell i knew something was wrong from your formality. but i'll take it. ↳ user it's giving "i'd find you in every universe" ↳ user user WHAT IF I DIED oscarpiastri thank you both for being obnoxiously loud talkers ↳ yourusername OSCAR 😢

user THE CAPTION CHANGE 😭😭

landonorris oh thank god. yourusername please stay in oscar's garage, and oscar's garage only from here on out.

yourusername that won't stop me. i will make you increasingly annoyed every single race i attend until you explode oscarpiastri should i remind you that this is a public comment section and you're also talking to my teammate? ↳ landonorris yourusername LISTEN TO YOUR BF ↳ yourusername check your text messages ↳ landonorris why are you like this ↳ oscarpiastri landonorris i think you deserved that mate user oscary/n casually traumatizing every member of the grid. love this

mclaren 🧡🧡 our favorite couple

yourusername admin you are my favorite mclaren employee ↳ oscarpiastri what about me? ↳ yourusername favorite person on earth. obviously. (liked by oscarpiastri)

user • user

so it seems that i am actually delusional. anyway #oscary/n

THIS IS SO LONG I'M SORRY

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Birdcage

Sylus x gn!Reader

Sequel to My Pretty Bird

Fucking love Mephisto!Reader so much I love being a silly little bird in the arms of a big ol man

Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort, kidnapping, swearing, smoking, rescue

Word Count: 1,234

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You squawk and screech and make all sorts of sounds. Your wings beat relentlessly against steel bars, padlocked firmly shut. A man hits the cage with the butt of his gun. It swings back and forth, knocking you off balance.

"And why can we just shoot this damn thing?" the man asks. He glares at you. You stare right back, cawing indignantly in his face. He hits the cage again. "It's so fucking annoying!"

Another man in the room laughs. Smoke sifts through his teeth, drifting lazily through the air. "Don't tell me you're gonna let a bird get under your skin."

The first man covers your cage with a heavy cloth. It doesn't do much to quiet you and you beat more defiantly against the bars, but at least he doesn't have to look at you.

"Crows are smart birds, you know. You give them an inch, they'll take a mile," the smoker says. "It probably likes annoying you cuz you're making such a fuss."

"It doesn't annoy you?"

"Hmph. I have three sisters - I'm used to it."

The dark doesn't mean much when you have night vision, but night vision doesn't mean much when there's nothing to look at. Everywhere you turn: bars and nothing beyond. And there's nothing you can do on your own to get out of it. Code-based locks are easy enough to break, but a key-lock? You're shit out of luck. Still, you peck at it restlessly, without thought of if it would work or not.

You sent out the beacon a while ago. Sylus still isn't here. Unsurprising, given he was all the way in Linkon and you're halfway across the N109 Zone in some other fool's territory (intel-hunting, as it were). From what you gather, they have no idea who you belong to. The idea that the leader of Onychinus could come here is an utter impossibility in their minds. You just hope he'll be here soon.

You hear the click of a door opening and heavy boots entering the room. "I didn't even need to ask for directions," a new voice jokes, "I could hear it all the way in my lab."

Lab?

"Thank fuck you're here, doc. It's giving me a headache. Can't you shut it up?"

"Without damaging it," the smoker reminds them. "The boss wants to know how it's built."

The new person laughs. You try clawing through the bars at the cloth, with no luck. That voice, that laugh - it unsettles you.

"If what you described is true, I'd hate to damage it." The heavy boots walk closer. "Can I...?"

The first man hmphs. "Go ahead, doc, I won't stop ya."

The cloth is removed without ceremony. A face stares at you through the bars. A gaunt woman with an unsettlingly wide smile, eyes obscured by thick goggles. She gasps in pleasant surprise as she sees you.

You scream in her face, flap futilely in your little cage to try getting away. It's the only thought you have - you have to get away.

She chuckles lowly. "You're still as spirited as ever, I see."

The jagged, jolting sound of electricity registers milliseconds before it touches the cage. It travels through the path of least resistance: from the taser she holds, through the steel bars of the cage, and into you. The best way to describe the sensation is like waking up from anesthesia, except the "waking up" comes from your synthetic heart and mind being temporarily stopped. Your wings feel numb and uncoordinated. You can't stand, falling weakly to the cage floor. Your eyes see, but nothing processes.

She hums, satisfied. "Where did you say you found it?" she asks the men.

The smoker is the one to answer. The first man is too busy staring with gleaming eyes at your new silence. "It was slinking around the market. Don't know what for yet."

"Probably just looking for something shiny to bring back home." She pokes your body through the bars. You jolt away, tripping over your own feet in the process, feathers on end. "Isn't that right? Where do you consider home now, I wonder."

"Doctor?" the smoker interrupts. "Have you met it before?"

She giggles, louder as you manage to make a pitiful sort of sound. "I was there when they created it. I even helped out here and there. It's a remarkable piece of technology, but it's incredibly difficult - if not impossible - to reproduce."

"It's a machine, right? Can't you just wipe its memory, like a computer?" the first man asks.

"I'd hate to erase so much valuable data." She pushes the cage, stepping away as you go round and round. Your head spins. You squawk indignantly. "Where's your boss? I need to discuss price-"

The door clicks open again. She gawks up at the man who enters. His red eyes glare intensely into her.

It's a mess, after that. You manage to face the action, trying to record it to rewatch later, but actually keeping up with it in the moment is tricky.

From what you do pick up on, the two men opened fire on the intruder. Sylus's Evol was able to stop some of the bullets, too worn and weary to have any chance of catching them all. One hits his shoulder, distracting him just long enough from the doctor. There one moment, she seems to disappear the next. She's not gone - not at first. But Sylus is shoved aside in his moment of weakness and the door swings loose on its hinges, her heavy boots receding into the distance beneath the crossfire.

Two quick shots from a pistol end the fight.

He grunts, holding his shoulder as he looks down the hall. You don't know if he would have chased after her. That's a question that won't be answered perhaps for a lifetime, because your soft cawing draws him back to you.

Tucking his gun into its holster, he crosses the room to you. You stumble and trip trying to stand on your feet to meet him. Despite the situation, his lips curve into a slight grin, glad to see you again and with your same persistence.

The padlock clicks open. You nearly fall through the door and to the ground in your excitement, but he catches you, holding you securely against his chest. The blood on his hand stains your feathers. You start emitting a strange sort of purr, picking at his hand in an odd form of preening.

"What did she do to you, hm?" He idly scratches under your chin as he steps over an outstretched arm and into the hallway. He looks down the way, seeking any traces of the woman left behind without any luck. It aches deep within, reignites a fire that never truly went out, as he turns and heads for the back exit he came in through. "Sleep. I'll wake you when we're back home."

You nibble at a callous on his finger. He truly thinks you'll be a stubborn little thing and refuse, staying awake until he gets you home where he can get you fixed up. Fortunately, you relent. You tuck your beak into his hand, hiding away from the world. It's not long after that your feathers fluff slightly and you fall asleep in his arms.

He'll find that bastard one day. And he'll make her pay for everything she did to you.

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The Value of Love

Pairing: Azriel x Rhysand's sister!reader

A/N: Thank you @batboyslutt for this request! I had so many different ideas for it, but unfortunately I could choose only one. I hope you enjoy it! 🫶🏻 and sorry for posting it later than usual, but I'm writing these day by day

Prompts: "We shouldn't be doing this. This is wrong." + "Why can't you just admit the truth?" + angst + smut + forbidden romance because of Rhys

Warnings: smut, p in v, creampie, bit of miscommunication, arguments

Word count: 1.5k

Azriel’s kisses grew more insistent as his mouth trailed down to your neck, nipping at the soft skin there. Your eyes were closed, your hands tangled in his hair, sliding down his back, holding onto him like you never wanted to let go.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” he mumbled against your skin, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t even lift his head from the crook of your neck. “This is wrong.”

So he’d said—multiple times already.

You rolled your eyes. “Azriel,” you groaned. You cupped his cheeks and forced him to meet your gaze. “If you say that one more time while you’re balls-deep inside me, I am going to leave. Is that clear?”

Azriel’s hips faltered mid-thrust, then stilled, though he didn’t pull out. His breath was ragged, his eyes wide, his hair thoroughly mussed from your fingers running through it.

For a moment, you just stared at each other.

It was an argument you’d had more than once before, and you knew this wouldn’t be the last time. But for him to bring it up during sex? That, you would not stand for.

Azriel closed his eyes, leaning into your touch. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. He lowered his head to rest his forehead on your chest, his breath warm against your flushed skin. “I’m sorry, princess.”

You sighed. Careful not to brush against his slumped wings, you wrapped your arms around him and tugged him closer.

“Let’s not talk about this right now,” you murmured. These were some of the last few moments you’d have together before he left for the continent, and you had no intention of wasting them on the same old conversation. “I think we were in the middle of something.”

Azriel lifted his head to look at you, gratitude flickering in his gaze before a smirk bloomed on his beautiful face. “Yes, we were.”

He rolled his hips once, driving himself deeper inside you, and you gasped softly. From there, it was easy to forget the last couple of minutes and focus on nothing but each other.

Azriel resumed his movements, thrusting into you with slow, deep strokes that drew groans from both of you. Each sound was swallowed by a kiss—lips and tongues eager to meet, hands wandering across hard planes and soft curves. Your bodies moved together as if they were made for this, as if you and he were the only beings in the whole world and nothing else mattered.

Pleasure coiled tight in your core, ready to snap with each deliberate thrust. A whispered plea was all Azriel needed to pick up the pace. He brushed his lips up your jaw to your ear, murmuring quiet encouragements and tender words that made your heart swell.

With a breathy moan, you squirmed beneath him, fingers digging into the muscles of his arms as pleasure overwhelmed you. Azriel was close behind you, your release tipping him over the edge as well. He rocked his hips a few more times before spilling himself inside you, holding himself there for a moment, panting against your ear as you both slowly came down from your high.

You turned your head to capture his lips in another kiss, trying to convey everything you felt for him through that simple gesture—the affection, the desire, the emotions you still hadn’t voiced aloud.

Azriel kissed you back, pressing you into the mattress before rolling onto his side. He opened his arms, and you immediately snuggled closer, curling up against his chest. He kissed the top of your head, and for a few moments, you simply lay there, basking in the quiet afterglow.

But as the minutes ticked by and the lingering passion faded, his words crept back into your mind. You tried to push them away, to focus on the steady rise and fall of his chest and the lazy strokes of his hand along your back, but they refused to leave.

You hesitated briefly before speaking, your voice quiet. “Why can’t you just admit the truth?”

He frowned. “What are you talking about?”

“It’s just…” You searched for the right words, trying not to sound too confrontational. “You always say you don’t want my brother to know because he’s very protective of me, but I think there’s more to it.”

Azriel hummed, seemingly unconvinced. “And what do you think it is, then?”

“I think you’re scared,” you admitted. “Scared of how he’d react if he found out. That he’d tell you you don’t deserve to be with me and that I should find someone else.”

His hand stilled where it had been tracing slow circles on your hip. His expression was unreadable, his golden-brown eyes fixed on you for a long moment. Then, without a word, he pulled away. Sitting up against the headboard, his wings stretched wide behind him, casting shadows over the sheets.

“That’s not what this is about,” he said. His voice was firm, but his gaze didn’t meet yours.

You pushed yourself up as well, keeping your eyes on him. You had thought about this for a long time now—how your brother would react if he knew about your relationship. You weren’t naive. You knew Rhys would be furious at first. But you also knew he would come around and realize that his little sister was grown, that he couldn’t keep males away from her forever. That she could choose for herself who to love.

“Az,” you called, taking his hand in yours. You waited until he finally looked at you again before you continued. “I know telling him might seem terrifying, but Rhys would be happy to know it’s you. You’re his best friend, and I’m his sister. If we make each other happy, why would he be against it?”

Azriel shook his head. “It’s not that simple.”

That excuse again. It’s not that simple. You make it sound so easy. You don’t understand. He wouldn’t understand. Always the same words, but never a real answer.

And you were growing tired of it.

Frustration flared hot in your chest as you pulled your hand back.

“Then explain it to me,” you demanded. Your tone was sharper than intended, but you didn’t particularly care anymore. “Because from where I’m standing, the only other explanation is that you value Rhysand’s friendship more than… whatever this thing between us is.”

Azriel’s brow knitted together, his expression torn between confusion and disbelief. “You know what this is, princess. You know I love you.”

“So you’ve said.”

The words hung heavy in the air. You saw the flicker of hurt in his hazel eyes, and your chest ached in response. But you didn’t take it back. You couldn’t.

“What is that supposed to mean?” His voice was quieter now, cautious.

You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to hold his gaze and push the words out. “It means that saying the words isn’t enough. You have to show me. And right now, you’re not doing a great job.”

Azriel inhaled sharply, as if stung. “At least I love you.”

The moment the words left his lips, regret flashed across his face. But it was too late.

They landed like a blade to the chest, slicing through the last thread of your patience.

“Y/N, I—”

You batted away the hand he reached toward you and instead got up to collect the clothes scattered on the floor.

“I do love you, Azriel,” you said, voice tight as you yanked your underwear back on. “But do you want to know why I never told you?”

He looked startled by your declaration at first, but he quickly nodded when he realized you were waiting for an answer.

“Because I didn’t want to get hurt,” you admitted, fingers swiftly buttoning up your shirt. "Because you want to keep this a secret, while I think that what we have is worth so much more than just a few stolen moments in the dark.” You slipped into your trousers, your eyes still on him. “Because I’m tired of hiding from my friends and family just because you’re scared of how my brother might react.”

Azriel said nothing. His jaw was tense, his gaze locked onto the crumpled blankets, refusing to meet your gaze.

Despite the ache in your heart, you stepped back toward the door.

“I won’t hide anymore,” you went on. “Not when it makes you miserable, but you refuse to change it. It's making me miserable too.” You let out a deep breath. “You have to make a choice, Azriel. But if you really love me like you say you do… then it should be an easy one.”

Your fingers curled around the doorknob. Still, he didn’t look at you—didn’t try to talk you out of it, to convince you to stay, to stop you from leaving.

Your blood boiled in your veins.

“Good luck on your mission,” you spat, slamming the door behind you.

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[crimsoncandy04]

I'm sick rn but my fever fantasies have been delicious so I felt like sharing.

SMACK

You wince a little as you feel his hand slap across your ass once more. It hurts so much yet for some reason your pussy just continues to ache.

"Disgusting. You're really getting off to being treated like a pathetic whore in a place like this?" Wanderer taunts as he spanks you again and then again. His bare hand landing against your pussy for a second as you whimper for more of this harsh treatment.

"Already wet too. No wonder you were never blessed with the vision you wanted. No god would ever consider giving a whore like you their blessings. Rightfully so." Wanderer presses himself against your backside and grinds against your clothed cunt as you softly beg for him to just fuck you already.

"Eager to be defiled in a church? What a pig." He jeers as he finally slides your panties aside and roughly shoves two fingers into your pussy. You moan and feel your insides flutter even then.

Who knew sneaking into the Mondstadt cathedral for a late night fuck session would have you so hot and bothered?

Wanderer spreads your knees further apart as he continues to tease and plunge his deliciously long digits in and out of you. The nastiest squelching sounds echoing off every wall within the cavernous and grand chamber.

Your nails are practically embedded in the surface of one of the many polished seats as you cling to the back and try to keep your legs apart without losing your balance.

You're reaching your peak within a minute or two when suddenly Wanderer stops and removes his fingers entirely. You hear the sound of clothing rustling and fabric falling to the floor before feeling the tip of his cock as it rubs up and down your moist slit teasingly.

You know what he wants.

"Wanderer please! Please give me your cock! I need it!" You plead sluttily as he chuckles lustfully and barely presses his tip in before withdrawing it again and continuing to tease you.

"I don't think you do. You're going to have to try a little harder than that you filthy girl." He purrs. His other hand lifting one of your legs up so that your knee was carefully resting on top of the wooden bench with your hands, spreading your cunt even wider for him.

"PLEASE Wanderer! I want you to ruin this pussy and make me yours in this sacred place like the disgusting pig I am! Please fuck me! Please!"

You barely have time to finish your words before he suddenly shoves his entire length deep within you and causes you to squeal. Your whorish moans echo throughout the cathedral and Wanderer has to cover your mouth with his other hand as he roughly pounds into you to prevent someone outside from hearing you two.

"Be quiet. You want to be found or what?" He rasps as he holds you in place and continues to breed your useless cunt as you whine and moan cutely before him.

"I bet that's exactly what you want isn't it? An unholy little bitch like you seen getting railed like the worthless insect you are?" He begins to thrust faster.

"How fitting."

Wanderer leans forward a little as he picks up the pace even more. Abusing your tight cunt as you continue to cry out sweetly and breathily.

You feel your lower body tightening then and you know you're about to cum finally. You want to cum with him but you can't get the words out as Wanderer continues to keep you silenced.

However your wish seems to be granted anyway as you feel yourself orgasm at the same time his cool semen floods your pussy.

"Such a shameless bitch. You're lucky I pity you enough to do this. You know that?" Wanderer mumbles in your ear as he gently releases you and lets you slump to the floor in an exhausted heap.

You feel him grab your hips again as you lay against the ground. Lifting your ass again.

"Again?" You ask as you lay panting still.

He teases your clit a little.

"You thought we were done? No. You asked to be ruined. I'm going to do as asked. " Wanderer gives your clit a playful lick.

"Brace yourself. We'll be staying here until dawn."

[insidekatmind]

Only I can call you that~Cho Sang-woo

Wearning: +18,smut,age gap (reader is 20)

After winning the game of "tug of war", your body feels heavy, but the adrenaline still flowing through your veins makes you feel alive. You're sitting on the steps of the dormitory, the silence surrounding you seems almost comforting. Sang-woo is next to you, his protective arm wrapping around you, like a barrier against the world. You feel his warmth, his strength, and he makes you feel safe.

You turn to him, and without thinking too much, you kiss his jaw. His smile, just a hint, makes your heart beat faster. He holds you a little tighter, as if to tell you that there is nothing more important than this moment together.

But just as you try to relax, the voice of Han Mi-nyeo, player 212, breaks the silence. His provocation makes your skin crawl. “You saved everyone's lives, Daddy,” she says, looking at Sang-woo. “You're so sexy and smart, Daddy,” she says, with a mischievous smile that makes you shiver. "Why don't you leave this boney little girl and come with me to the bathroom? It would be so much more fun."

Only you have the right to call him "Daddy". That word is a sign of special affection between you and him. Sang-woo doesn't like it at all when others call him that, and you can't stand anyone other than you using that nickname. Anger starts to rise inside you.

You glare at her as you hold yourself tighter to Sang-woo. Han Mi-nyeo notices your possessive gesture and smiles slyly. She knows exactly what she's doing, trying to provoke you.Sang-woo feels your grip tightens around him, and whispers, "Calm down, dear."You're trying to hold back your anger, but it's hard to ignore her blatant flirting.

Han Mi-nyeo notices the possessive way you're holding onto Sang-woo, and her smirk only widens. She loves seeing your jealousy, and she's clearly enjoying ruffling your feathers."Aw, is someone getting jealous that I'm calling your sugar Daddy 'Daddy'?" she teases, leaning closer to you and Sang-woo.

Sang-woo isn't amused by her antics either, and he frowns, his grip on you tightening. But he knows that responding to her provocations will only fuel her even more.

“Stop calling him that,” you snap, glaring at her without moving away from Sang-woo. Han Mi-nyeo laughs at your response, clearly enjoying the way she's getting under your skin.

"Oh, is little girl angry that someone's poaching her sugar Daddy?" she taunts, her voice dripping with mockery.Sang-woo sighs, shaking his head in annoyance. "Knock it off, Mi-nyeo," he mutters, his arm around you pulling you even closer.

Sang-woo lifts you onto his lap making you lean against his chest kissing your forehead softly to calm you down. "Don't believe her, she does it on purpose," he whispers softly. You lean into Sang-woo's embrace, his gentle touch calming your nerves as he wraps his arms around you. His voice in your ear is soothing, and you can feel the tension in your body easing as he whispers to you.

"I know," you say, snuggling closer to him. "But it still bothers me when she acts like that."Sang-woo chuckles softly, his breath warm on your skin. "I know, but don't let her get to you. She's just trying to get a rise out of you."

“Only I get to call you daddy,” you murmur into his chest. “Only I get to call you daddy,” you murmur into his chest. His words make you shiver, and you can feel the possessiveness in his grip. It's a side of him that he usually hides, but now it's out in the open. He's not ashamed to show how much he wants you, and how much he doesn't want anyone else to have you.You smile, secretly loving the way he's being so possessive of you, making you feel wanted and desired.

His fingers glide over your skin, tracing intricate patterns as if he's mapping every inch of you. "Only you," he whispers again, his voice deep and low.You can sense the emotions behind his words, the desire and the need. It makes your heart race, and you can feel your body responding to his touch."You're mine." he says touching your ass.

You smile and bring your lips to his. “damn, you’re right daddy” you murmur kissing him. Sang-woo smirks as you kiss him, his hand coming up to cup your face, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss.

He murmurs against your lips, "Damn right I am," his voice low and possessive. Sang-woo takes control of the kiss, his tongue seeking entry into your mouth, claiming you as his. His hand tightens on your waist, holding you against him tightly. The kiss is intense and passionate, as if he's trying to prove something to you, to himself. He kisses you like he never wants to let you go, his lips and tongue exploring every corner of your mouth.

He pulls away for a moment, his eyes locking with yours, and he whispers again. "Mine." You smile and hold onto him, licking his jaw. “all yours daddy and you're all mine” you murmur through the kisses.

Sang-woo's breath hitches as you lick his jaw, and he grunts softly, his grip on you tightening. "Damn right," he growls, his voice thick with possession.He pulls you up to straddle his lap, his hands roaming over your body, as if he can never get enough of you. "No one else gets to touch you," he mutters, his lips trailing down your neck. "You're mine."

Mi-Neo who was watching was not very happy. Gi-Hun, Ali and Sae-Byeok were used to your exchange of affection in public but Mi-Neo was not happy. "Are you really satisfied with a twenty-year-old, when you could have a real woman?" she says looking at Sang-Woo.

Sang-woo turns to look at her, his expression bored and irritated. "I'm perfectly satisfied with what I have," he says coolly, his hand still possessively on your thigh.You can feel him stiffen slightly at Mi-nyeo's words, and you know he's getting annoyed by her persistent attempts t Sang-woo melts under your touch, his irritation fading as you kiss his neck and play with his hair.

He can't help but let out a small moan, his hand on your thigh rubbing small circles on your skin."You're distracting me," he mutters, his voice low and rough.

You can feel him relaxing, his body responding to your touch catch his attention.You continue kissing his neck while playing with his hair. Sang-woo melts under your touch, his irritation fading as you kiss his neck and play with his hair.

He can't help but let out a small moan, his hand on your thigh rubbing small circles on your skin."You're distracting me," he mutters, his voice low and rough.

You can feel him relaxing, his body responding to your touch. You smile against his skin, continuing to kiss and touch him, loving the effect you have on him.Sang-woo tries to regain his composure, but he's finding it difficult when you're so close to him, touching him in all the right ways.He lets out another soft moan, his hand gripping your thigh tighter, like he's afraid to let go.

“Daddy let's go to the bathroom, I need you so bad” you whisper longingly as you cling to him. Sang-woo's eyes darken at your words, his grip on you tightening even more. "Damn," he mutters, his voice breathy and low.

He glances around, seeing that everyone is distracted and not paying attention to you two. He leans in closer to you, his lips brushing against your ear. "Okay," he whispers, his voice rough and needy. "Let's go."

You smile and get off of him as you drag him to the bathroom. When the bathroom door closes Sang-woo pushes you up against the bathroom door, his lips immediately finding yours. His kiss is rough and hungry, his hands roaming over your body, desperate to touch you.

He tugs on your clothes, pulling them off of you as quickly as he can, his eyes roaming over your exposed skin with a possessive gleam."You're so damn beautiful," he mutters, his hands tracing the curves and lines of your body. "And you're all mine."

You smile and lower his pants and boxers and then kneel down and start licking his cock and then take it all in your mouth making him moan. Sang-woo grunts and throws his head back, a low moan escaping his lips as you take him in your mouth. His hand tangles in your hair, his grip tight as he struggles to keep control.

"Fuck," he mutters, his voice hoarse and rough. "Y/n, you're gonna be the end of me."He can feel himself losing control, his body reacting to every movement of your mouth. He's never felt this way before you.

Sang-woo places his hand on your head pushing your head further towards him and moves his hips harder towards your mouth, making you take his entire cock in your mouth. "What a good girl" he says grunting with pleasure.

You moan on his cock sending vibrations through him, making him moan. “so good at sucking your daddy’s cock” Sang woo says pushing his hips more towards you. You moaned again as you took all of his cock. Your moans sent vibrations through his cock and he cummed down your throat.

He smiles, taking his cock out of your mouth caressing your cheek. “so good for me babygirl” he murmurs breathlessly. You smile up at him, your eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "Anything to please you, daddy," you say softly, your voice thick with desire.

Sang-woo can't help but groan at your words, his hand still tangled in your hair. He guides you up, taking your thighs to pick you up and have you wrap your legs around his waist as he kisses you deeply.

You moan as you feel him rubbing against your entrance and then entering you in one fell swoop. “I'm gonna take you, right here and now” he says between kisses “you’re all mine babygirl. That’s what you are, mine.”

You groaned as you felt him start to move slowly and you clung to him tighter. “Daddy” you moan. Sang-woo smirks, his pace slow but deep, as he wants to make sure you feel every inch of him.

He kisses and bites your neck, marking you as his, his possessive instincts taking over."Say it again," he growls, his voice low and rough. "Say it again, who do you belong to?" You moan again. “I belong to you, daddy” you murmur in ecstasy.

Sang-woo grunts in satisfaction, hearing you say the words he wants to hear.He feels a rush of possessive satisfaction, knowing that you're all his.Sang-woo picks up the pace, his movements becoming more urgent, as he claims you completely."That's right, you're mine," he growls, his voice low and possessive. "No one else gets to have you but me."

You moan feeling his thrusts getting stronger and stronger. “so good” you murmur in pleasure. Sang-woo's eyes darkened, and his grip on your hips tightened. "You have no idea," he whispered in your ear, his voice thick with desire.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen."He continued to move, his thrusts getting deeper, as he wanted to imprint himself on you, to make sure that you would never forget this moment.His possessive nature was taking over, and he wanted to claim you in every way possible.

"And you're mine, all mine," he repeated, his voice taking on a possessive tone. "I won't ever let anyone else touch you like this.".He moved even more intensely, his body completely taking over as he wanted to claim you completely.

"You're mine, you're mine, you're mine," he chanted, his words like a mantra, as if he was trying to make sure that you knew that you belonged to him.

“yes, yes, yes” you screamed louder and louder with each thrust. he couldn't believe that he had such a beautiful, sexy woman who belonged to him. He wanted to remember every moment of this, every sound you made, every touch of your body against his.

He held you tighter, his body pressing against yours, as if he was trying to merge into one. He could feel himself getting closer with each thrust, and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer."Say it, say it again babygirl, say you're mine," he gasped, his voice rough and low.

You moan louder feeling that Sang-woo had his hands on your ass squeezing it tightly to hold you as he fucks you harder. “I'm your daddy, all yours” you say through moans. His breath hitches when he hears your words, a rush of satisfaction washing over him.

"Damn right you're mine," he growls, his voice low and rough.He squeezes your ass even more tightly, his grip possessive as he pounds into you. He can't get enough of you, he wants you completely and utterly his.

"Say it again babygirl, say you belong to me," he mutters, his words thick with need and desire. You moan crying with pleasure. “I'm yours Sang-woo” you whine at the large amount of pleasure you were feeling.

He groans in satisfaction, his eyes darkening with possessive desire as he hears you say his name like that."Yeah, you're mine, babygirl," he mutters, his voice low and raspy. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it," he growls against your neck, his teeth grazing your skin.

Sang-woo can feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he doesn't want this to end, he wants it to last forever. "I'm so close babygirl" he whispers in your ear, his breath hot on your skin."I need you to say it again, I need to hear you say it again before I lose control."

You moan, scratching his back from his strong thrusts. "I'm close too daddy" you whisper kissing his jaw. “I'm yours, all yours and I only want to be yours daddy” you murmur moaning through the kisses on your jaw. He groans deeply when he heard your words, his body shuddering under your touch. He's never felt this possessive before, not with anyone else, but with you, he feels as if his primal instincts have taken over.

"That's right babygirl, you're mine, and I'm never letting you go," he mutters, his lips against your skin, the words coming out of his mouth almost involuntarily, as if he needs to claim you in every way possible. He starts moving even rougher and with more pace, the heat between you and him raising intensely, as he kisses your shoulder and neck.

"You feel so good babygirl" he mutters in between kisses, his words becoming more and more incoherent. He's getting closer and closer to the edge, his body shaking from the efforts, but he doesn't want this to end yet, not when he has you in his arms.

"I want to feel you, all of you" he whispers in your ear, his hands roaming over your skin, as if he can't get enough of you."I want to mark you, to make sure that you're mine and only mine."His words are possessive, the need to claim you completely taking over every part of his body.

“daddy I'm coming” you whisper moaning. He can feel your body shuddering against his as you reach your climax, and it sends him into a spin.

He moans loudly, his arms wrapping around you tightly, holding you close to him, as if he never wants to let you go."That's it babygirl," he mutters against your shoulder, the feel of your body against his driving him over the edge. "I'm coming too" he grunted between breaths, his mind going blank with pleasure.

He pressed his body against yours, wanting to feel every inch of you. He continued to move with you until he couldn't hold back any longer and let go, his body shuddering as he came.Sang-wooheld you tightly, his breaths ragged and uneven, as if he'd just run a marathon."You're mine" he said again, his words like a mantra, as if he was trying to make sure that you knew that you were his.

You moan as you come and he spills into you as he kisses you passionately. He holds you tightly against him, his lips never leaving yours as he kisses you with a mix of passion and tenderness.

He's still trying to catch his breath, his body trembling slightly from the force of his climax. "No one will be able to separate us, no one" he whispers softly. Sang-woo runs his fingers through your hair, his eyes locked on yours, as he nods in agreement. "No one," he says firmly, his voice strong and resolute. "You're mine, and I'm never letting you go. No one else can have you."

[buckybuckyboo]

Bucky comes home

Word count - 1,459

Warnings: Smut, P in V, unprotected sex.

Summary: Bucky surprises you by coming home in the middle of the night.

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Bucky got home from his mission with Steve very very late. He could have stayed at the tower and surprised you in the morning but he couldn't wait. He missed you so much. He quietly made his way into your shared apartment, dropped his bag at the door. He slowly opens the bedroom door letting the hall light creep int the bedroom. He can't help but smile seeing you asleep in bed, covers thrown back. Wearing nothing but panties and one of his Hanley's. Bucky walks in taking his clothes off and climbing onto the bed, leaning over you and kissing your neck. It wakes you slightly making you stretch your neck more giving him more access. "I'm home baby girl, I missed you" He whispers between neck kisses.

"Bucky?" You whisper in your sleepy voice. "Yeah it's me baby. I just got home" Turning yourself around to face him but you didn't feel him slipping your panties off while doing it. He slips himself between your legs, leaning on his elbow as he pushes your hair away from your face. "Are you okay Bucky?" He smiles down at you. "Yeah I'm good baby. Much better now I'm with you" "I missed you so much baby". Bucky leans down kissing you passionately, he pulls away looking into your eyes with help from the dim light from the hall. "Tell me again how much you missed me doll" Smiling up at him, tucking his hair behind his ear. "I missed you so so- OH!". Bucky had pushed himself inside your pussy, he grunts softly feeling your walls hug him tight. Your body jerking as you feel him stretch you out.

"You were saying sweetheart?" He smirks. "I- I missed you" Slowly he drags his cock back and pushes back in slowly. Filling you up again. Your walls clenching around him, pulling him back in. "Please don't stop" He smiles down at you , placing one hand on the back of your head and his metal hand on your hip. He leans in kissing you along your neck and chest. His pace staying slow, he doesn't want to rush this. He wants to remember every feeling of you as he drags moan after moan out of you. Kissing you passionately, swallowing every moan that leaves your mouth. "Fuck Bucky just like that" "I know baby I know. I've got you" He pushes your (his) shirt up taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking, making your back arch off the bed.

He kisses back up to the crook of your neck, his hand on your hip getting a tighter hold. Your hand combs through his hair grabbing a fist full, You feel him bite into your neck, your orgasm coming closer and closer. His movements becoming slopy. He captures your lips with his as his seed spills inside you, feeling his cock twitch inside you. Bucky leans his forehead against yours while panting. You smile and run your fingers through his hair. After a little while of just holding each other, sharing sweet kisses and giggles together. He slips your shirt off and pulls you close to his chest resting his chin on your head. You wrap your arm around him and lazily run your fingers up and down his back. "Do you have to be anywhere tomorrow Buck?" "I have no plans but I think Steve is gonna call over in the morning"

"I've got you all to myself?" "Yep! I'm all yours baby girl" You were so happy to have him home. Weeks of long missions behind him for a while now cause he's back home with you. You never really slept peacefully while he is away. From worrying and from not having his arms around you all night long. But he's home, you are almost afraid to go back to sleep in case he disappears again. Laying back on your pillow and looking into his big blue eyes. Tracing his face with your fingers and running your thumb over his bottom lip then leaning in and kissing him. Feeling his arms wrap around you and pulls you closer the warmth and safety you feel makes you smile. He was home and you wern't letting him go anytime soon. "Go back to sleep doll. I'll be right here" "What if I wake up and you're gone again?" He chuckles softly "I'm not going anywhere, I can promise you that"

Both of you had fallen asleep at some point but early in the morning Bucky heard Steve come into the apartment. He had a spare key and he could come and go as he pleases. He made his way to your bedroom door and knocked gently, "Buck? Are you coming for a run?" At first he hears nothing but then Bucky answers him making Steve open the door a little peeking in. "Are you coming? He whispers. "Uh, I think I'll meet you in the gym later" He whispers back. Steve smiles and leaves for his run. Bucky leans down kissing your neck and then whispering in your ear "So are you gonna do something with it or just hold it?" he smirks.

You had woken slightly hearing the boys whispering. With not much energy in your sleepy state you told bucky to stay by grabbing his cock. Leaning up and capturing his lips with yours pushing him onto his back as you climb on top of him. "You told me, you were all mine" he chuckles softly. "I am sweetheart, I'm right here aren't I?" he gives you that sweet grin that makes you melt. Leaning over and kissing him passionately, moving to his neck and chest. Your hand moving down his body and wrapping his hard leaking cock. Giving it a few strokes before lining it up at your entrance and sinking slowly down on him. His breath hitching in his throat, his eyes falling closed as the pleasure over comes him. Placing his hands on you hips, feeling his fingertips dig into your skin.

Bucky plants his feet into the mattress and slowly starts to push his hips up pushing his cock deeper inside you. His mouth opens slightly as he feels your pussy clench around his cock. His hands move up your body, gently massaging your breasts. He sits up taking your nipple into his mouth. You gently comb your fingers through his long hair. Moving your hips back and forth on his cock feeling it hit that spot deep inside. He looks up aat you, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips. "So fucking tight and wet baby girl. I missed you so fucking much" he moans into the crook of your neck. "Please Bucky" "What is it baby? What do you need?" "I ne- need you to fuck me hard. Please? I've missed you so much I need to feel you" He places his arm around your lower back and turns you around laying back on the bed.

He wraps your leg around his hip, starting at a slow pace that get's faster and harder. Snapping his hips forward. With each snap of his hips your body bounces up on the bed. He takes his right hand and brings it down your body and uses his thumb to rub on your sensitive nub. He repositions your leg bringing it up over his shoulder and kissing along your leg. "That's it baby girl make a mess all over my cock for me like I know you can" Moving your hips in rhythm with him. "Yes! Harder please!" He places both hands on your hips holding you in place and fucks you hard making you moan uncontrollably. He leans down kissing along your chest and up along your neck. "Make a mess on my cock baby girl. I feel you squeezing me" he whispers in your ear.

It makes you smile and whisper back "Cum with me baby" "Gonna cum so fucking hard baby. You ready?" All you can do is nod. A few more pumps of his hips and you cum all over his cock. He buries his head in the crook of your neck while moaning. His hips still moving but slowly. Both of you riding out your highs. He leans his fore head against yours and smiles. "Have I told you how much I've missed you?" "Hmm I'm not sure" making you both giggle. Bucky wraps his arms around you while laying back on the bed pulling you onto his chest. His hands lazily run up and down your back. "Do you have to meet Steve in the gym?" you ask in a sleepy voice. Bucky chuckles and kisses the top of your head. "I don't have to be anywhere but here baby girl"

[lis-likes-fics]

Sweet Tooth

Pairings: Wanda Maximoff x Reader Word Count: 1.7k words Prompt: Finger Sucking Warnings: NSFW, smut, finger sucking, magic use, oral (f!receiving), swearing, praise... A/N: Was gonna post this as a drabble but decided not to cuz I didn't like the format but anyway enjoy and thank you!

“Sweetheart!”

You glance back at her from the living room. Wanda's been in the kitchen all afternoon on some baking spree, and you've been helping taste test things all day. You've had her finger in your mouth maybe seven different times, and you're sure it's going to drive you crazy.

You stand, walking over to her as you chew on your gum. “Yeah?”

“Taste this for me. I wanna make butter pecan ice cream.” Her smile is endearing, white and gleaming as she looks up at you from her mixing bowl.

You smile, tossing your gum in the trash on the way to her. You wrap an arm around her waist as she dips her finger into the mixture, waiting for you to part your lips and let her in. You stare at her face as you suckle gently around her finger, her gaze locked on your mouth.

You hum, pulling off with a light smack and licking your lips. “It's good. I like that.”

She smiles gratefully, grabbing the new ice cream mixture she'd bought recently. “You okay? That's, like, your third piece of gum today.”

You rub her side, moving away to lean against the counter. “It's actually my fourth. I'm gonna get cancer.”

She snorts. “But you're okay?”

You nod, your smile widening as you agree gently. Her care makes you fond because she knows that you chew gum when you're stressed or anxious—you have an oral fixation that entices you to always carry around gum or candy, anything you can use to occupy your mouth when you need to. She's always been wonderful about it.

“I'm okay.” It's nice to be cared for like this. “Someone just has me a bit worked up because she keeps making me suck on her fingers, even though utensils exist.”

Again, Wanda snorts as she spoons the mixture into the ice cream machine. “Yeah, but that's no fun.”

You smile, wrapping your arm tighter around her front. You pull her over so she stands in front of you, turning her face to press a kiss to her lips. She smiles against your mouth, setting the spoon and bowl down in favor of cradling your face.

“You sure you're okay?” she whispers into your mouth.

You nod, humming lightly and kissing her again. “I'm perfect.” You kiss her again. She's wearing strawberry chapstick, it tastes really good as you tilt your head to deepen the kiss. “You're so pretty, honey. You know that?”

The slightest giggle tints her words. “Thank you, baby.” Her fingertips brush along your cheek in calm adoration. “But I can't take all the praise, look at you. My pretty girl.”

She kisses you again, and you feel like you'll stop breathing if she does it any longer. Her tongue swipes along your bottom lip, and you sigh into her as you part your lips. You hold her by her hips with a smile, enjoying her closeness.

After a moment, you pull away to dip your head into the crook of her neck. She smells like heaven as you inhale her scent, letting it wash over you while your tongue darts out to taste her skin, suckling and nibbling love bites into her neck and shoulder.

Her hands travel to the back of your head and neck, holding you close as her eyes flutter shut and her breath passes in gentle sighs. You sigh, your gentle affection growing in hunger as you search her out.

“You're eager today, sweetheart,” she coos as you mouth at her shoulder. You only hum in response.

Wanda sets her hands on your hips. She hoists you up onto the counter, letting her hands cradle your face. “Open up, baby.”

You part your lips, and your eyes flutter when she traces your bottom lip with two fingers. Your tongue darts out instinctively, grazing the tips of her fingers and drawing a smile to her lips. When she pushes those fingers into your mouth, you hum as you suckle around them.

Your hands reach for her, settling on her waist and pulling her in between your legs. You sigh heavily as your tongue laps along her fingers. They still taste of sugar, so sweet and so comforting as you let her pump them slowly in and out of your mouth.

“There you go, sweetheart,” she murmurs. “That feel better? Just nod or shake your head.”

You nod emphatically, your hands raising up to grasp her wrist and keep her there. She curses under her breath at the way you suck on her fingers, eyes droopy and saliva gathering at the base of her fingers.

“Such a good girl, baby,” she coos again. “My girl just needed something to suck on, didn't she?”

Your sigh is a whimper around her fingers. You lick them in, more and more messy by the second as you feel yourself melting under her. She presses down on your tongue, strokes the flat of it with her fingertips. As she thrusts them in and out of your mouth, brushing against the back of your tongue, you can feel yourself dissolving.

You feel pressure on your clit, this strange, surreal tightening and stroking that you've come to recognize as Wanda's magic. Your hips jerk lightly, your stomach tensing. She smiles. You can see a red glow at your side out of the corner of your bleary eyes.

“Yeah, you like that, baby?” she whispers. You nod again. The stroking spreads, traveling further inside until you feel it in a spot that makes you dizzy.

You mumble around her fingers. You can only imagine how you must look right now—drooling over her fingers, eyes droopy, humming and moaning and aching for more.

Your tongue explores the length of her fingers, licking at the skin stretched between them, gliding along the bottom, stroking along her knuckles as they brush back and forth between your lips.

You take hold of her waist, tapping her side likely. She removes her fingers from you, but the stroking at your clit continues. “What's wrong, sweetheart? Are you done?”

You shake your head, sliding off the counter and onto shaky legs. “No, just…” Your tongue feels heavy. You embrace her in a deep kiss rather than answer her, loving on all the parts of her that you can reach. You raise her shirt up as you move onto your knees, pressing eager lips to her belly and listening to her sigh.

“My good girl,” she purrs, tilting her head back and letting her eyes shut. You pull her shorts down her legs, helping her to step out of them.

You lick along her inner thighs, leaning her back against the fridge as you bring one leg over your shoulder. She sighs, stroking her hand through your hair.

When you lick between her folds, her hips tilt up toward your mouth. Your eyes shut and your breath blows against her as you tuck yourself between her legs. You lick and suck at her folds with as much enthusiasm as you had with her fingers. It feels good to taste her like this, to have your mouth on her and listen to her sigh and moan.

“Fuck, baby,” she whispers. “Right there.”

Her magic continues between your legs. It's warm and almost tingling, a gentle squeeze and lick that makes it hard to focus on everything going on around you.

Your tongue goes lazy at her clit, what was a practiced skill, now a messy and greedy mesh of tongue and lips and teeth. She holds onto you as her brows pinch together and her lips part to let out deep sighs and needy moans.

Your thighs quiver, and you can feel her magic becoming more insistent the closer she gets. “Good, honey. Just like that. Don't stop,” she whimpers, hips keening, searching for more of you.

Her words encourage you until you're pressing yourself so closely into her that she nearly yelps. “God, you're so eager, baby. You're gonna make me cum.” She curses again. You hold onto her hips, guiding them toward you and moaning into her as the magic grows and grows and grows. You keep loving on her, sucking on her clit and listening to her moan.

“Don’t stop, baby. Jus’ a little more.” Her folds flutter on your tongue as you lap at them. Her thighs tense on either side of your head.

When she unravels, her magic flares within you and sends you over the edge. Her legs tremble around you as she gasps, holding onto your hair and cupping your head as she grinds her hips into your face.

“Oh, God, baby,” she moans. “Good girl, baby! Right there. Fuck.”

You moan into her, feeling mushy as you cum with her. Your hands press into the plush of her thighs, eager to keep her right where she is. She continues to ride out her orgasm with you, shuddering and sighing as the sparks fly.

She has to push you away when she becomes over-sensitive. She gasps lightly, guiding you from her pussy and squeezing her eyes shut. “Oh, fuck. Okay, okay, okay.”

You catch your breath, heavy and deep as you try to steady yourself. You feel content, deeply satisfied as your tongue sits tiredly in your mouth. You look up at her with bleary eyes, smiling lazily. “Good? S’that good?”

She nods happily. “Yeah, baby. So good.” She takes your face in her hands, her fingers brushing your jaw as she bends down to kiss you. It's a nice kiss that you relish in, more calm and easy.

“Shit,” she sighs. “That took a lot out of me.”

You stand, cradling her face in your hands and pecking her lips again. “I'll finish this. You go lie down,” you coo. “I'll be there in a sec.”

“Are you sure? I can do it,” she whispers.

You kiss her again with a nod. “Go on.”

She smiles into yet another kiss, turning to do as you've said as she picks up her shorts and underwear on the way out of the kitchen. You finish moving the ice cream mixture into the machine and turn it on, washing some of the bigger dishes before going to join her.

She's already asleep when you find her in bed, curled up with a pillow. You smile lovingly before scooting in behind her, pulling her into your body and kissing her shoulder. “Love you,” you whisper against her neck.

She hums.

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Please Don‘t Leave Me | idol!Mingyu x Reader | angst

The sound of the rain pelting against the windows filled the silent apartment, each drop echoing the turmoil in y/n’s heart. Her hands trembled as she shoved another piece of clothing into her suitcase, her vision blurred by unshed tears.

"Don’t leave me. Please. I’m begging you y/n." Mingyu’s voice cracked as he stood behind her, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. His eyes, glossy with desperation, fixated on her every movement as if he could will her to stop.

She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the pain in his voice. "Mingyu, I can’t… I can’t do this anymore." Her voice cracked, the weight of her words sinking in as soon as they left her lips. "I love you, but this… this isn’t a life. It’s a secret. A painful, exhausting secret."

"Then let’s change it. Let’s fix it. Just—just don’t go." He reached out, grabbing her wrist as she tried to zip up the suitcase. His hand was warm, shaking. “I’ll talk to the company. I swear, y/n, I will. I’ll make it public. I’ll—”

“You think it’s just about that?” She pulled away, stepping back as her heart shattered at the sight of his tear-streaked face. “It’s not just about hiding, Mingyu. It’s the sasaengs, the threats, the way they call me, show up at my university. The way I can’t even breathe without feeling like I’m being watched.”

His grip on her wrist tightened, his tears falling freely now. “I know it’s hard, I know it’s unfair, but please—don’t walk away from us.”

She let out a bitter laugh, shaking her head. "You don’t understand, do you? It kills me when I have to pretend I don’t know you in public. When we’re at a restaurant and the second a fan walks in, I have to act like you’re a stranger. When we walk down the street and I can’t even hold your hand, when I have to watch you suffer alone because if I even look at you too long, someone will notice."

Her lips quivered, her entire body trembling. "I can't even go out without wearing a cap, a mask, sunglasses—always looking over my shoulder, always afraid someone will recognize me as the girl who’s been seen too close to Kim Mingyu. I can't even call you when I need you because you're always gone. Always busy. Always traveling. I understand that it’s your dream, and I never wanted to take that from you. But what about me, Mingyu? What about my life?"

Mingyu ran a hand through his damp hair, his chest heaving. "I never wanted this to hurt you. I never wanted you to feel like this."

She turned away from him, trying to steady herself. "I know that. But knowing it doesn’t make it hurt any less."

The rain outside grew stronger, wind howling through the city, but inside, the only sound was Mingyu’s broken sobs.

He fell to his knees in front of her, grabbing her hands and pressing them against his chest. His heart was racing, pounding beneath her touch. “Feel that?” His voice was hoarse, his eyes searching hers frantically. “This beats for you. It always has, and it always will.”

Her tears finally fell, hot and relentless. “Mingyu…”

“I will do anything,” he whispered, his grip tightening as if he could physically stop her from slipping away. “I’ll leave the industry if I have to. I’ll disappear from the spotlight. I just need you, y/n. I can’t—” his breath hitched, a strangled sob escaping, “I can’t be without you.”

She was crying too hard to respond. Her chest ached with every breath, her entire body screaming at her to stay, to believe his words, to hold onto him like he was holding onto her.

But the exhaustion weighed too heavy.

She reached out, cupping his face, her fingers brushing against his tear-streaked cheeks. "You’ll be okay," she whispered, though she wasn’t sure if she was saying it for him or herself.

Mingyu shook his head violently, pressing a desperate kiss against her palm. "No, I won’t. Not without you."

She inhaled shakily, forcing herself to take a step back. Then another. And another.

As she reached the door, her hand barely touching the handle, she heard him move. Fast. Within seconds, he was behind her, his presence overwhelming. With one swift motion, he pushed the door closed, his palm flat against the wood as he trapped her between him and the exit.

"Please don’t leave me," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, shaking with emotion. "You are the only person who treats me well and brings me genuine happiness. You're breaking my heart right now. Be mean to me, treat me like shit—I don’t care, as long as you stay with me. I'll lose myself if you leave me. I love you more than anything. Please, y/n I need you."

His forehead pressed against her shoulder, his sobs racking through his body. He was holding onto her like she was the only thing keeping him afloat.

y/n swallowed the lump in her throat, her heart breaking for the both of them. Slowly, she turned to face him, her fingers ghosting over his trembling ones.

"I love you, Mingyu," she whispered, watching as a flicker of hope flashed through his devastated expression. "But I already lost myself. I'm not happy, please try to understand me. I need to find myself to keep loving you. See it as a break, not a break-up. Give me time."

His lips parted, his breath shaky. “No please, y/n…”

She cupped his cheek one last time, her thumb wiping away a tear that immediately got replaced by another. Then, with every ounce of strength she had left, she turned, opened the door, and stepped into the night.

The last thing she heard before the door fell shut behind her was a broken, shattered "I love you" and the sound of Mingyu crying, his sobs blending into the relentless storm outside.

And just like that, she was gone.

[jadewritesficshere]

Hold Your Hand

Johnny Storm x Reader

Synopsis: Johnny wants to hold your hand

Contains: fluff

You're standing in the kitchen, talking to Sue. Johnny's fingers twitch as he thinks over his plan. He's going to stroll in, throw a smirk your way, maybe a wink if he's feeling lucky, brush his fingers against yours before intertwining them. He's going to hold your hand.

Except, every time Johnny has tried, he fumbles. Last week, Johnny had decided he was going to try and flirt. He's not sure what happened in the conversation, he was too busy trying not to stumble over his words. But you had patted him on the arm and walked away. "That was painful," Ben had joked, patting him on the back. Johnny had glared and shrugged him off.

Last night, he had spent ten minutes talking himself up in the mirror. When he had finally mustered up the courage, he had walked up next to you. You had smiled at him and he quite literally tripped over his own feet.

Johnny had fallen with a loud crash, knocking a chair over. Everyone had surrounded him to see if he was okay, you laughing slightly. It stung, he knew you weren't being mean (and he knew it was kind of funny), but it stung. Johnny had gotten up, brushed everyone off and stormed out.

Today was the day though. Johnny took a slow, deep breathe. He can flirt, he's done it multiple times. Flirted the pants off anyone he's wanted. Had fun nights. But that's all it was, fun for one night. This was real. Serious. He had feelings. He wanted more then just one night. But first he had to make his move.

Johnny cleared his throat as he walked into the room," Hey." You look over your shoulder, grinning," Hey, you." "Hi," Johnny smiles, coming to a stop next to you. "You already said that," Your smile widens.

"Oh, uh, yeah." Johnny faltered, looking over at Sue who was amused. Johnny gave Sue a look and she laughed to herself," I just remembered, Reed needs me." "Huh? Oh, okay," Your brow wrinkles slightly with confusion before clearing.

You lightly touch Sue's arm, going to hug her, but Sue flinches back. "Your hands are like ice!" She frowns slightly. "Yeah, they do that sometimes." You shrug it off, looking down at your hands. Sue gives Johnny a look, nodding towards your hands.

"Oh! I can help!" Johnny straightens up, holding his hands out. You blink at him for a second before grinning. You hold your hands out.

Johnny gulps lightly, before grasping your hands in his. Everything seems colder to him now that he's able to catch fire at any moment. But he can tell your hands are even colder then how you normally feel.

Johnny closes his eyes so he can focus. Calling the flames inside him to warm his hands up, but not enough to actually light. He really doesn't want to hurt you.

You smile softly at him. You don't think he knows that when he focuses, his brow furrows and his tongue sticks out slightly. He holds your hands softly, carefully. His thumb rubs against the back of your hand ever so slightly.

Johnny's eyes flutter open. You swear you can see the flames in his irises. "Better?" He mumbles. "Yeah..." you smile softly. Johnny grins, looking down at the ground bashfully. It's cute, endearing. "Gonna hold my hands more often?" You ask, stepping closer into his space.

Johnny inhales sharply," If you let me? Yes." "Yeah?" You murmur, pulling his hands to wrap around your waist. "I'll do anything you'd let me." Johnny mumbles looking at your lips. "Anything?" You remove one hand out of his grasp, which Johnny would mourn except your hand is cupping his face.

"Anything for you," Johnny whispers. You inhale,"Then kiss me." Johnny leans in, hesitating right before his lips touch yours, giving you a chance to pull back. When you don't, he tentatively presses his lips to yours.

You sigh and lean into the kiss, gently moving your lips against his. Johnny can't hold back the groan that escapes him. You pull back too soon. Johnny tries to chase your lips, and you assent giving him another quick peck on the lips.

Johnny's eyes flutter open," Wow." You chuckle at him, as Johnny stares in awe at you. "Let's do that again- let's absolutely do that again," Johnny declares.

"Can you make out elsewhere? Some of us would like to eat lunch in peace," Ben calls out, breaking the moment. You and Johnny separate, looking at the ground before sneaking looks at each other and grinning. Johnny runs his hand across the back of his neck before looking back at you.

"I mean it," Johnny smiles at you," Anything."

[yes-sirr]

black and blue bruises

i keep imagining reader having over protective brothers who learn that their baby sister is dating an older man and they decide that he needs to be taught a lesson for taking "advantage" of her. (they jump him 😭,, dont worry he fights back!)

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wc: 828

cw: age gap (reader is in her mid 20s, hotch is in his mid 40s), violence implied

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inspired by seeing hotch in s4ep1 all bloodied

you get a text early in the day from your brothers in your siblings group chat about how they know what who you have been doing and that they'll take care of it (!!!! ????) you don't actually see the message until its far too late and so you decide that you'll deal with your brothers later. now fully panicking, you call aaron's phone (with no response... smh) and drop everything to head to his place.

you let yourself in with your key and frantically look around for him in different rooms, finally finding aaron in his bathroom using a first aid kit to clean up his cuts and bruises. rushing over to him, your heart breaks seeing your man bleeding all over his bathroom sink.

you feel the rage swelling up in your body thinking about how this is the most moronic thing your brutish brothers have ever done. "oh my god. i can't believe they did this to you. i am actually going to kill them." you take over for aaron and start wiping away the blood from his brow, rougher than you intend to. he sucks in and winces under the pressure and you pull back slightly whispering a quiet "sorry" before continuing your motions, gentler this time around.

"This is not exactly how I imagined meeting your family would be like," he says pulling you in between him and the sink, "but I guess this was just the first meeting with the welcoming committee."

a wicked smile gradually lays hold over his face as you stop your ministrations to study his expression. you narrow your eyes trying to read what is behind his mischievous look. "what did you do?" you ask, resting your hands against his chest.

"Well, they got their first hit." he turns his head to show his eye, quickly turning blue. "Which they only got because they took me by surprise. But they didn't get a chance to land a second one," his sly smile now breaking out into a full on grin.

puzzled, you tilt your head trying to understand what he means. you inspect the bruises on his fists and after seeing no actual cuts or scrapes, you realize that besides the black eye, none of the blood on him is actually his. now wising up to the actual facts of the situation, you shake your head with a breathless chuckle. "of course! and then what was the rest of this meeting like?" you lean your forehead against his chest and let out a heavy sigh, his hands rubbing calming circles on your back.

shrugging his shoulders, he goes on to explain, "I gave them the opportunity for us to talk like gentlemen. I attempted to explain to them that I love you and won't do anything to ever hurt you." he scrunches his nose to add, "But I think that just made them more upset."

feeling calmer now, you speak into the chest of the very gracious man before you, "baby, i am so SORRY for my brothers who are imbeciles with no home training." you look at him to vocalize the rest, "i will make sure they apologize to you even if I have to drag them to do it."

he leans down to give you soft and reassuring kiss. "Sweetheart, you don't have to apologize for them. I am sure that your brothers and I have come to an understanding. We should be all set to meet the rest of your family with no trouble."

pressing your forehead against his, you give him a faint smile and close your eyes. "they're actually so thickheaded. i'm not even that much younger than them to be considered their baby sister. it's just i'm the youngest of all my siblings. they've got it stuck in their head that they need to defend my honor," you drag out the last few words.

"I can appreciate what they were trying to do for you, sweetheart. It may have been the wrong approach but it's endearing that they care?" he asks sympathetically. "Can I assume they've done this before?"

your eyes shoot wide open as you snort. "no boy even got the chance to look at me in high school because of their reputation. i just can't believe they would do this as adults. but they're clearly still children."

"It's going to take a lot more to scare me away," he reassures you. "Especially, since I have no plan to ever let you go now that I've got you," he says as he brings your left hand up to press a tender kiss against your ring finger.

you watch him with a sparkle in your eye and flash him a bright smile. your face immediately drops as you groan, "they did all this and they think you're just my boyfriend."

"Now that I know who I am dealing with," he smirks at you, "we can tell them together that I am in fact your fiancé."

[kpopsexstories]

Hey! Do you think you could write a Haechan x Bottom Male Reader one-shot? The details are up to you!

Hi 😊👋

I started writing a longer one-shot, but it didn't turn out the way I wanted it to. I hope you're okay with this quick fix instead, which I'm much more happy with 😁

QUICK FIX GAY #8: You wake NCT Haechan up with a hand on his boner and he sleepily fucks you from behind

This is a 100% gay story. Check out this post for my straight smut and this post for more gay smut.

Pairing: NCT Haechan & Male Reader

Content: Tired morning sex, Missionary, Spooning, Jerking off

Type of Sex: MEDIUM

Word Count: 1,461

You're sleeping naked with your boyfriend Haechan. It's the middle of the night and you're lovingly spooning the man when his gentle snoring abruptly wakes you up.

His body is warm and soft. Your hand is on his chest and glides down to his comfy stomach. Your crotch is pressed against his ass, and you realize you've got a throbbing boner between your legs.

Haechan may be sleeping, but that doesn't stop you from appreciating his body. You close your eyes and let your hand wander to between his legs, where your fingers find his soft and slack dick.

You're not sure if he's asleep or awake, but upon your touch the dick begins to grow. You feel it expand in the palm of your hand as you massage it gently. You rub and grind the full length of your body against his back, and your boyfriend lets out a soft groan.

“You awake?” you whisper. He doesn't respond, but rolls on his back and smiles. Though he never opens his eyes you can tell that he's conscious and enjoying the sensation of your hands on his naked body.

You kiss the man on the cheek. He turns his head slightly and your lips meet in the dark. You begin to make out, until he rolls against you and your chests rub together.

You squeeze his waist, a sudden jolt of lust rushing through you. You gasp while your hand explores his back and ass. Your boners brush then press together, creating a wonderful sensation that shoots from your groin through your entire body.

He eventually lifts his upper body. You spread your legs wide for him. He finally opens his eyes while he climbs on top of you, and you stare lovingly at each other as he begins to thrust gently in your arms.

“Can I fuck you?” he whispers. He lowers his head while waiting for your reply, buries his face in your neck and you feel his lips on your skin and moan.

“Yeah,” you say and pull him closer. Oh yeah!

Haechan pulls up on his arms and reaches to the side of the bed. You can't fully see him in the dark, but you can make out and sense his out-stretched silhouette over you.

He returns, and briefly sits up on his knees. You feel his cock playing around your crotch and ass and raise your knees for him. He guides the dick into position, then comes back down, kisses your lips, and you make out with lust and passion while the dick slowly pushes in.

The head expands your hole. It stretches you wide and you hold your breath. Haechan's face is frozen as you press your noses together and the dick slides all the way in.

“Mm, fuck,” he moans. His voice is tired and his eyes are closed again. He's still half asleep.

“Mm, yeah, fuck me,” you whisper to wake him up, but you're not quite awake yourself.

Haechan is rocking gently back and forth in your arms. Your hands glide along his spine and your fingertips feel his mushy cheeks and the crack of his ass. You pull him in while he pushes away, his arms wrapped around your sides, causing a tense and wonderful friction between your bodies.

The dick in your hole feels strong and powerful. It throbs and glides back and forth inside your ass, stretching your hole as you push and pull, repeatedly hitting your g-spot.

It's one of the many things you love about the man. His dick and your ass always fit so well together, and the sex you have is always amazing. No other man has ever made you feel as good as he does.

“Mm, mm, mm,” he moans again and again in your ear.

“Yeah, Haechan, I love you,” you whisper in the dark.

The duvet is pushed to your feet and the bed starts creaking. You raise your knees further, pulling them up to your chest while Haechan is pushing down on your thighs. The dick goes so deep you can almost taste it. His balls and thighs soon slam against your ass and inner thighs, and the otherwise quiet room in the middle of the night is filled with the passionate sounds of two hot bodies clasping together.

It's insanely hot and erotic. You can hardly believe that this man is yours.

Haechan picks up the pace. You move your hips to match his motions. You stop kissing and his nose is pressing against the side of your face, while his lips rest against your neck, and he pants softly into your ear.

You feel the bend of his spine with your fingers, and his chest tightly squeezed against your legs. You spread them wider and he sinks down onto your chest and stomach, while you run your fingers through his hair and his cock fills you up.

Haechan's soft stomach creates a suction effect against yours, and a light sweat builds up between you in the already hot room. The man feels incredible in your arms, and you in his.

“Ahh, I'm gonna come!” Haechan announces. His voice is still coarse and creamy.

“Yeah, come inside me baby,” you whisper which drives him wild.

The bed starts slamming hard against the wall. Haechan's body becomes heavier on yours, before he lightens the load by pulling up on his elbows. He thrusts faster inside you, shaking you on the bed, and you can imagine the grimacing face and strained expression lingering directly above your eyes and mouth.

“Mm, mm, mm!” he repeats in the dark.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” you whimper and reach in to grab your own dick.

“Mm, fuck, fuuuck!”

“Yeah, yeah, come for me baby!”

“Mm, mmpfh, Ahhh!”

Haechan erupts in your arms. You squeeze his biceps when he comes inside you with a sudden jolt. He becomes silent as he holds his breath, then exhales in a loud and hard sigh.

“AHHHH, fuuuck!” he exclaims.

You stroke your cock faster, to catch up and reach your own peak. “Yeah, yeah, AHHHH,” you say while rapidly jerking your boner.

He jolts again, shooting a second load into your asshole. You squeeze your dick and reach your climax, suddenly unloading between your stomachs.

He begins to pant heavily as his orgasm ends, and you push down hard on his lower back and wrap your feet around his thighs.

You briefly feel his hard and tense ass muscles with your fingers, while your other hand gets drenched in cum. Every part of your body is tense when you come, and he empties his last drops inside you.

“Ahh, fuck!” he exclaims before he collapses on your chest.

You pull your hand out from underneath him. “Holy shit,” you gasp and open your mouth wide.

Your bodies are spent. Your faces become droopy. You feel exhausted, but you're certainly not tired anymore.

Haechan catches his breath and you feel the warm air coming out of his mouth as he heaves against your neck. His chin fits perfectly with your shoulder, and his dick is growing slack inside you.

You tilt your head back and chip for air. Haechan's body feels heavy, and the sperm you've produced gets smeared between your stomachs.

He's hot and flustered. He feels soft and comfy again to hold, a wonderful feeling as you hold each other.

Haechan soon pulls up and out of you, and you relax on the mattress which feels like it's embracing your entire body.

He gets off you and rolls on his back beside you. You take a few more deep breaths before you reach for a strategically placed roll of toilet paper in the dark. You know exactly where to find it.

You wipe your front with a huge chunk of paper, then give Haechan the same treatment. He has his eyes closed and is about to drift off to sleep again while you clean him up.

You carelessly toss the paper on the floor and put the roll back where it belongs. Haechan turns on his side with his back against you. You hug him from behind and bury your face in his shoulder blades, to keep his neck hair away from your face.

Your hand returns to his soft and comfortable chest. He gently strokes your arm while your bodies return to a state of rest. Okay, maybe you are still tired after all.

You smile and press your lips against your boyfriend's back, before you slowly drift off as if nothing at all has happened in the middle of the night. But you got the release you needed. Soon you're both snoring lightly, your warm and naked bodies entangled and the duvet still piled up by your feet.

[thefrontmanscockwarmer]

On the Rocks

Player 001 x reader [SMUT]📸

Masterlist <- Comment on this post to be added to the tag list

Note: cop In Ho x cop reader, different teams

Tw: smoking & drinking

You stood at your bar counter at 10 pm staring at the documents on your table. You were a detective at the police department and had to take a case home with you.

"You know, sleeping won't kill you (y/n)" In Ho comes in shrugging off his work jacket and setting it on the bar stool. You had a half a whiskey on the rocks left and a cigarette burning by the open window as you read. You turned a half smile as he kissed your cheek before hugging you from behind. "Did you hear me, Detective?"

"I did, hi baby, how was work?" You ask as if you're in autopilot.

"Work was... work, you know dead body in the alley." He held you against him, smelling your hair. “The usual, said we were taking the case because you’re already up to your nose. I don’t know understand why they don’t just deem it as no evidence and cold case it”

"Because I fought for it. ID a killer?" You turn the page. He smirked, as he picked up the cigarette, guiding it to your lips.

"We think so, but it's still early" he kisses your neck.

You moan lightly as you breathe smoke from your lips, he saw it dust the page before flying up towards him.

"Of course... today's the first day you found it" you say. "You'd be home later if you were close" he smiles.

"If I was close?" He grins, you can hear it in his voice.

"Yeah, exactly. If you were close" the silence rang out for a few seconds before In Ho broke it:

"Relax" he whispered in your ear."

"I can't... I have to solve this one" you reply, sighing deeply.

"It wasn't a request" he says, kissing your neck. His hands drifted down to your jeans.

"In Ho..." you groan.

"I'll do the work, you concentrate on the case then" he whispers in your ear. You nod as you continue reading. "But first..."

In a swift, but gentle motion, he grabs the loosely tied ponytail dangling in front of him and grabs the remainder of your drink. You willfully tipped your head back and drank it. Your throat burned that familiar burn as you swallowed. You felt his growth jumping up slightly.

"Fuck me" you moan as you begin reading.

"I plan to, darling" he says as he undoes your jeans.

His hand falls inside, teasing your folds. Your sight goes fuzzy as he plays with you, one hand hold' you against him and the other in your jeans.

"My god" you whisper as he enters a finger into the tight slot between your legs.

"I'm wasting time here" he says. You feel his finger leave and hear the sound of a zipper and you felt the coldness hit your legs as your jeans were pulled down. "Lean down a bit for me" you obey and lean over the bar counter as he holds your hips.

"Gentle, I have to read" you say.

"Oh I know, l've been wanting this all day" he says pressing his dick into you.

"Holy fuck" your sultry voice utters.

"Yeah baby girl. You feel great too" You closed your eyes as he pumped in and out of you. "Concentrate (y/n), or I'll stop" he warns as he fucks you gently to not disturb your work.

"Faster please" you gasp as you grip the counter with one hand.

"Can't"

"Why not?" He could hear the urgency in your voice

"You're working" he whispers in your ear as he thrusts into you. In the moment you dropped your file and pushed him back before turning rapidly in his arms.

"No im not" you crash your lips onto his, tongues mashing together as you unbuttoned his shirt. He pulls your shirt off and throws it on the floor as you began trying to make it to the couch. He knew you wouldn't make it. The pair of you heatedly made out as you traveled through the kitchen.

"Fuck" he mumbled as he tried to get outta his pants without breaking the kiss. The two of you were soon making out on your knees trying to get pants off.

"Fuckkk" he groans as you leaned back trying to get under him.

"Baby please" you whisper against his lips.

"Right here?" He asked as the two of you were on the kitchen floor. “Right on our kitchen floor?”

"Yes" you nearly gasp. He helped push you onto your back, getting your pants off. He quickly reattached his lips to yours as you pulled his pants down, allowing his dick to spring free. "Oh my god, In Ho now, please" you pull him further into you. He slides his cock in without hesitation.

My fuck! (Y/n)!" He groans out as he fucks into you. He lays kisses on your lips as your legs wrap around him. The two of you tangled up on the floor, moans and curses being thrown as he fucked you just the right way at just the right pace.

"Oh my god, YES!" You cry out as he angles for your g-spot. "Oh In Ho don't stop"

"I'm not going to" he speeds up, feeling his climax. Digging your nails into his back, you near your own climax.

"Fuck In Ho" you groan.

"I wanna hear you say it" he growls in your ear as he thrusts deep inside you. At this point, he was balls deep just moving in the way he knows you like.

"I'm coming" you moan as you felt that knot breaking loose.

"What?"

"I'm fucking coming" you begin to spaz into him as he fucks you harder.

"What's that beautiful?" He kisses you.

"Did you say you're coming?"

"Yes" you cry gripping onto him.

"Huh?" No response, just moans. "Huh baby? Is this it?" He groans as he hears you scream into his ear.

"There it is" he says as he climaxes in time with you.

"Fuckkkk" you yell out into the night as In Ho sloppily fucked you through it. Your moans tighten as he keeps fucking, emptying himself out. "Fuck i love you"

"I love you" he kisses you, pulling out and laying next to you on the cold tile. Pulling your close to him. "I fucking love you"

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[covenofagatha]

hello hello! it's been a full day or two since i popped by (i had to study. devastating, truly) and I've been SAVING your fics and making a point to not spoil myself before i read them.

anyway, i just finished them all in one go and.... wow. yes, i understand the influx of asks demanding happy endings because how dare your writing have me in a unrelenting grip of horniness and despair? horrible. it should only be the former /nm

stepmom fic was always one of my favourites and i was ecstatic that it was brought back to life with your incredible talent again ☺️

of course, no ask of mine is complete without a tiny worm. let me know what you think of this miss covenofagatha:

desperate agatha this desperate reader that.... what about desperate rio vidal?

(ft. mommy! agatha, babygirl! reader, g! p rio, choking like once, tiny tiny worm)

inspired by the chronicles of FFF and NNN with you and agatha, it's only right you give rio a shot (or not, ha) at it. after she's gone for particularly long without telling you both (again), the two of you decide it's time for her to get punished in her least favourite way: edging.

she doesn't take you seriously when you tell her, not believing her sweet little girl would be serious, but when agatha backs you up it dawns on her how screwed she is. one of you is... well. one thing. but when you two join forces? it's torture.

in the first week, it's surprisingly worse than she thought it would be. being gone for so long meant rio was already worked up, and she'd been looking forward to being all over you the moment she'd gotten home, but apparently not. for a few days, you and agatha work separately. agatha mumbles a few dirty words in her ear, about how she "must be so pent up, huh, my love?" while you tease her with a few easy flashes of skin here and there. it's astonishingly easy to get her riled up, and more than once rio has to excuse herself because she can't stop imagining the two of you touching her. despite this, she persists, snarking about "can't even do anything about me, huh?" all while having to rush off so she doesn't get hard.

the second week, she settles a little. at the same time, you and agatha team up to tease her. agatha's arms wrapped around rio as she pulls her possessively, you gently pressing kisses along her abdomen. she squirms, but because it's so soft and domestic she feels awfully bad about destroying it with how hard her bulge is straining against her boxers.

the third week is when it all goes downhill. rather than touching her, it's all about you and agatha -- fucking each other. in front of her. she feels like a voyeur, even though you two invite her to join you, but mock her regardless. it, humiliatingly, turns her on. the fact that the two of you fuck like bunnies (sorry señor scratchy) while she's in the bed, hearing you blatantly call her name while agatha coos that you're "mommy's good little girl" and that you're "so obedient, moaning rio's name like i told you to," as your mommy plunges two fingers into you.

rio holds out for a grand total of two (2) more days, each one filled with her having to camp out in the basement to avoid hearing your wet, desperate sounds of skin upon skin. what makes her break, however, isn't even contact with her cock. it's a combination of agatha and you taking one boob each in your mouths, licking and nipping gently, and agatha's hand reaching out to grasp her neck while you dig your fingernails into her back, and she keens loudly before exploding all over the sheets.

you pull back, stunned, while agatha scoffs in amusement. "i knew i'd last longer than you," she declares smugly, and rio growls once before she pounces.

-

short one this time! I've been thinking about bratty rio too but not sure what you think of that.... hmmm.......

unfortunately my workload from both my actual job AND my classes are steadily rising so i don't have the chance to type out my brainworms as much.. but please have heart and know i will always check this blog religiously, haha. all the best dear 💜

-lots of love, worm anon

Omg hey I missed you (but completely understand work and studying ugh gross)! I think we should just all settle in for a lot of horniness and despair which is such a good mix

I am absolutely obsessed with this brainworm oh my god thank you so much for sharing and I would actually be so down to write about this because fuck this is hot

[ddejavvu]

Cockwarming mean Logan while he drink & smokes his cigar. Reader tries to get themselves off but Logan tells them to sit still. It’s torture because Logan is purposely teasing them (nipple play, cl!t play, etc) he loves teasing his girl 😉

"Cut it out." Logan grunts, eyes fixated on your breasts, trying to gauge which one is more swollen and which one needs extra attention. He settles on the left, raising rough fingers to pinch at your sensitive nipple. He treats it like a plaything, something to fiddle with as he knocks back another sip of the stinging, harsh liquor he's drinking straight from the bottle. His fingers tug and squeeze mercilessly, and you rock slightly on his lap, begging him for more stimulation than just against your nipple.

He's focused more on his drink, and then he swaps it for a cigar and you watch, nearly drooling, as his eyes shut. He takes a long, low, sensual drag, lips exuding a breath of smoke that threatens to clog your lungs if you get too close to him. You rock again, bolder this time, and his eyes snap open, fixing on your own harshly.

"Stop moving." He lands a firm hand on your hip, fingers digging into your flesh roughly, as if showcasing the strength of his metal-coated bones, "If you can't stay still, you can't have anything."

There's little he could do besides push you off of his lap; you've been slowly worked open and eased onto his cock where he's holding you hostage. Still, you feel the ghost of rugburn on your knees and decide that obedience is the wisest course of action. You slow to a stop where you'd been desperately grinding on his cock, feeling your cunt burn with anticipation for more that you can't have. You feel like crying, a sob building in your throat that you try to speak around.

"I need more. It's been- it's been a long time, Logan, please, please will you just fuck me?"

Your begging is met with a faceful of smoke, one that you actually do choke on. Your body is wracked with a coughing fit, and it only makes your hole clench sporadically around Logan, bringing you closer and closer to an edge you'll never make it off of.

"That's the stuff." He decides, voice gruff and approving, and you squint up at his face, eyeing the cigar still pinched between his teeth as his lips move around it.

"Please." You lower yourself to his chest, ducking down and slumping against him in hopes that he'll take pity on your pleading gesture. Your nose longs to bury itself within his neck as he fucks you deep and slow, but you keep yourself contained hoping that he'll have mercy.

"Wait." He sentences you, "If you can hold off until I'm done with this cigar, then I'll take you into the bedroom and give you what you want."

"Here." You beg, "I- I'll take it here, I don't care!"

"After the cigar." Logan grumbles, his chest humming against your face with the words, "If you can wait, I'll take you against the fuckin' kitchen counter, for all I care. All you're getting now is a face full of smoke."

[wlwsoccerfics]

Club Support(RenéeSlegersXKyraCooneyCrossXSlegersReader)

Summary: you go to a Game to support your Mom and the team. One of the Girls Starts flirting with you without knowing who you are.

You sat in the friend and family section during the Game against Aston Villa. Your moms Team won 4-1. You were quite proud of your Mom. She was the new headcoach for Arsenal, which always happened to be your favorite Team. Altough you weren't doing anything Football related. You were a firefighter/EMT. You just turned 23 and enjoyed working out. You did Basketball as a hobby.

After the game you walked onto the field. Before you could approach your Mom a brunette showed up right in front of you.

"well hello. Who do we have here? You must have fallen from heaven cause you look like an Angel!" Kyra said with a Mix of flirting and trying to Joke. You giggled a little.

"Not am Angel. Just a firefighter & EMT." You explained. "And my Name is y/n!" You added on. Renée was watching the whole interaction from a few feet away, standing next to Steph & Leah.

"does she know she is flirting with your daughter?" Leah asked.

"nope! She wasn't there when y/n picked me up after practice last time! She was in with the Physio." Your mom answered.

"Oh little pest is in for an emotional Rollercoaster once she finds out." Steph replied with a soft chuckle escaping her lips. Both Leah & your Mom were laughing. You glanced over to them. Knowing exactly what they were laughing about.

You then return to look at Kyra who then proceeded to flirt asking if she can buy a calender of you dressed in your firefighter gear.

"you can't buy a calender but if you play your cards right i can make you one!"you told her, winking at her. The face she made when you said this was priceless and you weren't the only one thinking that cause now your Mom, Leah and Steph where joined by Lia, Alessia, Katie , Caitlin & Beth.

"oh this Is fun to watch!" Beth said. Alessia and the others couldn't help but agree.

"even as one of her best friends i have to agree with you!" Alessia answered.

"this Is comedy gold!" Katie stated.

"can i take you on a date then. Cause i am sure i can Play my cards right!" Kyra let you know.

"i love your confidence!" You answered. Waiting for a few seconds to add something to your statement. "I mean it's so bold of you to just ask me out and flirt with me while my Mom is around!" You let her know.

"where is your Mom?" She asked and looked around. "What does she look like?" Kyra wanted to know. Which was your moms queue to walk over. The Girls from her team where excited about this like it was Christmas Eve.

"i see you have met my daughter." Your mom said and smiled amused. Patting Kyras shoulder and hugging you. You hug her back.

"hi Mom!" You replied. Laughing at kyras face. She stared at the two of you, mouth wide open and her eyes looked like they were gonna fall out of her skull. She was brought back to the Moment by all the Girls laughing. Katie was bend over, hitting her knees with her fists. She absolutly lost it.

"oh pest this Is hilarious!" Steph said in between laughs. Kyra flipped her off, she was about to walk away in embarrassment but you stopped her, gently holding her arm.

"so about that Date? how about i take you out tonight? Or you could come to my place and i can cook for you!" You suggested.

"but Renée, i mean your Mom is my Coach..." She started but your mom interrupted her before things would get awkward again.

"my daughter is an adult. So are you! If you want to go on a date i am all for it as long as it doesn't affect your performance in a negative way!" Your mom told her.

"thank you! It won't!" Kyra said with a smile. You kissed her cheek.

"Take a shower and then meet me in the parking lot. I am taking you home with me right away for Dinner and a movie!" You told her. She walked past the girls, now she was the one grinning and the Girls looked quite impressed that she actually managed to get a date with you after that.

Didn't take long for you to get together and you went to almost every Game. When you weren't working of course. Wearing an Arsenal Jersey with cooney-cross written on the back of course.

[selfloverrrrrr]

A fic where nanami rocks us like a river😈please and thank u..make it hott(ur fics are always hot...got the idea from the song river by bishop briggs)they are lovers and they came from a party drunk and horny

Unspoken

Warning: Smut, unprotected Sex, rough sex, teasing, bdsm, nipple play, hair pulling, spanking....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

Y/n's POV

Wasn't it just supposed to be a movie night? Then why am I so nervous? The sun was setting, painting the living room in hues of orange and pink, as I lounged on the couch, nervously tapping my finger on the remote control, I slowly, I noticed the comforting warmth of the screen on the couch, as I lounged on the couch, nervously fingering the remote.

My legs tucked under me, the remote control clicking softly in my hands, "What do you wanna watch, Nanami?" I asked, trying to hide the nervousness in my voice. His t-shirt lifted slightly, revealing those abs again, making my throat dry. "You choose" he replied.

As I scroll through the streaming service, Nanami's eyes aren't glued to the TV, but on my fingers on the remote, his expression unreadable. He suddenly moves, sitting up straighter, "Y/N," he spoke again with his voice low.

"Mhmm?" I say, not looking at him, pretending to focus on the screen. His voice alone sends a shiver down my spine. "Put the remote down," he says firmly, but softly. The way he commands makes my heart race.

As I place the remote on the coffee table, Nanami's eyes crinkle at the corners, a mischievous glint sparkling in them. He slowly uncurls his long legs, placing his feet on the floor. "Come sit here," he says, patting his lap.

As I hesitantly move to sit on his lap, his strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me close. His warm breath tickles my neck as he whispers, "Now, watch," He turns the TV on, but I can feel his attention is elsewhere, his hands slowly roaming my sides.

I try to focus on the movie, but it's impossible with Nanami's hands exploring my body. His touch is gentle but firm, sending electric shocks through my veins. I bite my lip, trying to hold back a whimper as his fingers trace the curve of my hips. "Nanami..."

"...stop," I manage to choke out, but he simply continues his exploration, his hands sliding under my shirt, his fingers dancing across my skin. He leans in to kiss me, his lips brushing against mine softly, "Shh," he murmurs against my lips, his warm breath fanning over my face.

I can't help but melt into his kiss, his lips soft yet insistent against mine. My hands move to grip his shoulders as the kiss deepens, his tongue teasingly flicking against my lower lip. A soft moan escapes me, and I press closer, forgetting about the TV entirely.

He breaks the kiss only to trail open-mouthed kisses down my neck, his hands roaming higher under my shirt. He looks up at me, his eyes dark with unspoken words, "Lift your arms" he ordered.

As I lift my arms, he slowly pulls my shirt up, revealing my midriff, then my stomach, then... He tosses the shirt aside, his eyes locked onto mine as he runs his hands back up my sides, his thumbs brushing against my ribcage. "Now the shorts" he whispered.

"What?" I whispered back, watching him carefully. He smirks dangerously, "Your shorts," He repeats slowly, "Take them off." I blush deeply, unbuttoning my shorts slowly, his eyes watching my fingers intently. I slide the shorts down my legs and kick them off.

I'm now sitting on his lap in nothing but my bra and underwear, his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me flush against him. He runs his hands down my thighs, "Lift up," He instructs, his voice low and husky.

As I lift up slightly, he hooks his fingers in my underwear, slowly dragging them down my legs. I help by kicking them off, leaving me bare on his lap, clad only in my lacy bra. He runs his hands up my thighs, spreading my legs to sit astride him.

He leans in to kiss me again, his hands roaming over my bare skin, his fingers tracing patterns on my thighs. I can feel his hardness pressing against my core, and I let out a soft whimper, wanting him so badly. "Nanami," I breathe out, "Please..." I whispered.

"Please what?" He whispers back, his fingers digging into my hips possessively. He knows exactly what he's doing to me. "Touch me," I finally whimper, "Anywhere. Please." He growls softly, his hands sliding up my stomach to cup my breasts over my bra.

He unhooks my bra with one hand, freeing my breasts. He runs his hands over them possessively, kneading the soft flesh. He breaks the kiss to trail open-mouthed kisses down my neck and collarbone, his large hands holding my breasts up. "Nanami" I moaned.

"Mhmm?" He murmurs, capturing one nipple in his mouth, making me arch my back. His large hands spread over my lower back possessively. "Are you wet?" He suddenly asks, releasing my nipple with a pop. I blush deeply. "Answer me," He asked with a smirk.

"Yes," I whimper softly as he suckles on my other breast. He growls softly, his hands sliding down my back to grip my butt cheeks. "Spread your legs wider," He orders softly, His skilled fingers already knowing exactly where to touch me.

I spread my legs wider, straddling him completely, giving him better access. His fingers spread my lower lips, testing my wetness. He growls softly as his fingers slide inside easily, "So wet," He mumbles, His thumb finding my clit and circling it softly.

"You like that?" He asks hoarsely, his fingers curling inside me while his thumb continues its delicious torture on my clit. My hands clamp down on his shoulders, nails digging into his muscles as I moan, "Yes... fuck..." "Such nice language," He teases, adding another finger. "your dick... P-Please" I moaned loudly.

"Holy shit," He mutters, his forehead dropping to mine. "You wanna sit on my dick?" He asks crudely, His fingers moving faster inside me. "Answer me," He growls softly when I don't respond. "Yes," I whimper softly, "God, yes." I almost screamed.

He curses softly, his fingers picking up pace. He watches me throw my head back, whimpering and grinding onto his fingers. "You'd look so beautiful bouncing on my dick," He mutters dirty things softly, His fingers hitting that magical spot inside me. "AH!" I cry out softly.

He leans in, capturing my lips with his lips, swallowing my cries as his fingers work me into a frenzy. Suddenly, he withdraws his fingers, making me whimper in protest. With a smirk, he undoes his pants, freeing his large, hard cock. "Ride me," he ordered.

"F-fuck," I stammer, looking down at his large, throbbing member. Slowly, I position myself above him, my hands on his shoulders for support. I look into his heated gaze, biting my lip nervously. "Do it," He encourages softly, His hands gripping my hips tightly.

With a shuddering breath, I sink down onto his cock, a strangled moan escaping my lips as he stretches me completely. "Oh fuck, yes," He groans, his head falling back against the couch as I take him fully inside me. His hands squeeze my hips encouragingly, urging me to move.

I start to move slowly, lifting myself up before sliding back down his length. He's so big that I can feel every inch of him as I ride him. His hands roam my body, squeezing and kneading my breasts, my hips, my ass. "God, you feel so good,"

His words spur me on, and I start to move faster, bouncing slightly on his lap. He growls softly, his hands spreading my thighs wider to take him deeper. "Look at me," He demands, His eyes locked onto mine as I ride him. "You like that?" He asked.

"Yes," I whimper, my body convulsing around him as I bounce faster. He looks so intense, his eyes locked onto mine, his jaw clenched. His large hands roam my body possessively as I take him deeper and deeper. "Turn around," He growls softly.

I lift myself off him and turn around, facing away from him. I spread my legs and lower myself back onto his cock, my back pressing against his chest. His large hands wrap around me, one going to my breast, the other to my clit.

He starts thrusting up as I bounce down, his cock hitting new depths inside me. His fingers pinch and roll my nipple while his other hand rubs tight circles on my clit. The dual stimulation has my body shuddering and trembling with pleasure. "Fuck, you're squeezing me so good" he moaned.

"Mhmm," I throw my head back onto his shoulder, one of his hands squeezing my breast possessively while the other works my clit like a pro. "You like this?" He growls softly, His hips jerking up sharply, "Taking my big dick reverse cowgirl?"

I moan loudly, my body clenching around him as he hits my deepest spots. "Yes," I pant desperately, grinding down harder. His fingers are relentless on my clit, sending jolts of electricity through my core. "I fucking love it... ahh!" I almost screamed.

He groans loudly, his hands tightening on me as he starts thrusting up harder and faster. His cock is slamming into me so hard that the couch creaks beneath us. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," He warns, His hands moving to grip my hips tightly.

"me too me too me tooo" I replied. "Let's do it together then" he said. And now his thrust took an animalistic speed. I cried out loudly. And then we both came together. I could feel his warm seeds. "Huh...... fuck....that...that was .... amazing" he panted. "Sure it was" I replied. He looked at me and asked with a smirk "wanna do it again?" He asked. "Do you even need to ask?" I replied him with a smirk.

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