#but i just cant let this thing win and i need to finish it

[alasy]

i'm determined to finish reading Norwegian wood simply out of spite

[angy-grrr]

I try to not be hater, but then I see the stupid takes and get madddddd

This is just what I feel every single time I see those shitty opinions

[talaok]

Win Again

Pairing: Marcus Acacius x sex worker f!reader

Summary: Marcus has won yet another match, so to reward him, his master has granted him another hour with you.

warning: smut| unprotected piv, oral (f receiving), a whole lot of manhandling, he like uses your body idk how to explain it, multiple orgasms, and once again unnecessary feelings cause im not able to write something where they just fuck for some reason

a/n: i know im two days late but PLEASE read this still. (also) basic things for this guy that i've decided are canon: 1)he has a monster cock, like actually scarily big, 2) he's real fucking strong (hulk typa shit), 3) he's not a big talker (but he is a grunter). I need this man to fuck me more than i need my next breath (real), also i did so much research for this fic and you cant even fucking tell

It wasn't often that you didn't dread going to the barracks.

These were strong, ferocious, and dangerous men, and you were but a meek lamb in comparison.

But today was different, today you were seeing him, him who fit the previous description to a tee, and yet was so different from any man you had ever offered your services to.

And perhaps it was because it never felt like you were ever offering anything, ever since that first night, you had never given anything you hadn't wanted to.

The guards stopped as you arrived at his room and you felt a wave of excitement crawl up your spine the moment they opened the door, waiting for you to enter.

The armored men stepped aside to let you pass, the cobblestones on the ground sounding against your sandals as you made your way inside, looking back at the door just in time to see it being shut close.

It was his breathing you heard first, his heavy breathing coming from where you knew his bed sat on the room's left, and seconds after, the creaks of the wood as he stood up, his feet stalking your way.

You turned to him then, a smile almost making it to your lips as you saw him alive before you once again, granting yourself a second to relish in the fact he still breathed, he was still here.

"You've won again" you spoke softly, your hands slowly finding the string holding your dress together.

He didn't respond. The window behind him caused the moon's soft glow to fall on the stone floor, but not on his beautiful face, that, you had to watch closely to inspect.

A newer cut right above his left eyebrow had appeared, and his right arm was bandaged almost completely, but otherwise, he looked fine.

His eyes remained on yours until you'd undone the dress, until it fell at your feet- then, a low groan rumbled from his chest as he took you in, and took his turn inspecting every inch of your bare figure.

"How do you want m-"

You didn't have time to finish your sentence that he'd picked you up, effortlessly pulling your body up until your legs slung over his shoulders and his face was buried in your cunt.

He hadn't even given you a second to realize what was happening that his tongue was already lapping between your folds, desperately drinking everything your body gave him.

"Oh my g-" you threw your head back, your skull finding the wall behind you being the only reason you realized he'd moved, and you were now caged between him and stone as you forgot how to speak.

The moans you had faked so many times for so many clients were nothing like the ones your mouth was spilling now, these were higher, coarser, feral, and the way you were gripping his hair... there was no way that didn't hurt.

"Y-You only" a whine interrupted your words when you felt his tongue plunge into your hole, when he started fucking you with it just like he would with his cock "You only h-have me for an hour" you breathed, your thighs squeezing tighter around him contradicting the words you were about to speak "d-don't you want me to p-please you?"

His grip on your ass only tightened and his mouth halfheartedly parted from your core to answer you.

"You are"

And just like that, he'd gone back to work. The moment his mouth closed around your clit you knew you were done for, you knew there was no point in fighting what was inevitably going to come, and so you shut your eyes, as he brought you to heaven.

Your moans were getting higher and higher as your back arched to feed more of yourself to him, desperately craving the feel of his touch, of his nouse, of his beard against your thighs, of the lips he so devoutly was using to suck on your most sensitive spot.

"F-fuck- general I-" The fist you had wrapped around his hair tightened as every muscle in your belly did the same "Oh!"

Somehow, through all the chaos, while you were coming all over his face, while your moans reached levels never reached before, the only thing you could feel or hear, besides pure ecstasy of course, were his groans, his groans as he drank up every drop of your juices, as if your orgasm was bringing his as much pleasure as it was to you.

You barely had time to open your eyes that his strong, big hands and even stronger, bigger arms had pulled you down until your legs hugged his waist instead.

You really did weigh nothing for him, and if that wasn't enough to prove it, the next minutes definitely would.

Your heavy breathing was fanning over his mouth as he freed his cock from his pants, but while you were expecting him to kiss you, having been blatantly staring at your mouth since he had any way of seeing it, every thought in your brain turned to dust when with one hard fucking thrust, he drove his cock into you- or the first few inches at least.

You couldn't talk, you could do nothing but throw your head back as your eyes rolled to the back of it, and let him take whatever he wanted to take.

"I'm not a general anymore," he said with another thrust, stretching you out even further, even deeper.

You wanted to laugh at his words. Now? Now he was feeling the need to correct you? When you could barely breathe, let alone think?

But he didn't look interested in hearing a response from you, not when he grabbed your waist, and definitely not when he started moving you up and down on his shaft with just the sheer force of his muscles.

The moans, the lewd moans that crawled up your throat were filthy, even filthier than the sound of how wet, how unbelievably drenched you were as he plunged into you over and over, as he literally used you as a fucktoy, filling you up more and more, until he was finally sat inside you to the very hilt, until his pubic hairs were grazing your skin and the tip of his cock was touching your cervix.

"Oh my god" you whimpered, feeling tears prick your eyes as your toes curled at the feeling.

You could feel him everywhere, everywhere.

But he didn't pause, he wasn't one to take his time, and perhaps that was because he didn't have much; he resumed his movements again, retracting his hips while he pulled you up his cock, and slamming into you while pushing you down on it, leaving you breathless, a simple doll at his mercy.

His groans and growls were deep and filled with lust, just like the way he bent down to take your left tit into his mouth, just like the way he was fucking you, deep and hard, and God- God it was happening again.

"s-shit" you squeaked, your walls squeezing around him as you bit your lip, so fucked out you could barely remember your name or anything at all that wasn't how good he was making you feel.

"O-Oh my fuck-"

The arms you had intertwined behind his neck tightened with every spasm of your hole, with every flutter of your belly, until you'd come once more.

You opened your eyes, letting them trail downwards, to where his lips parted to suck in ragged breaths, begging him for a kiss.

"again" he said instead, and your eyes widened as you felt him starting to move anew

"I-I can't"

He looked at you now, really looked at you, his sweaty hair sticking to his forehead, his chest heaving as he breathed heavily, and then- then he kissed you. Marcus Acacius kissed you the same way he'd been fucking you for the last hour: like an animal.

It was a mess of teeth and tongues and yet it felt like the best thing on earth, better than wine, better than life, even better than the sex- it was perfect.

"again" he ordered once more, and what could you do, if not comply?

So he started again, he started fucking you again, even more ferociously than the previous time, even if you didn't think it possible.

The way his skin slapped with yours was drowned by both your desperate sounds, your legs started to tremble, beginning to fall from his hips as he moved you up and down his cock like it were nothing, and you- you didn't even know where you were anymore.

"please" you begged, a single tear of pleasure, of overstimulation falling to your cheek as he kissed you again, muting all your cries as he drove himself into you like a madman, like he was possessed.

"Time's up"

Two knocks sounded from the other side of the wall together with the warning, and you thanked Marcus for having rendered you such a mess because otherwise, that would have reminded you of how little time you two ever had, and how miserable everything really was.

His movements sped up at the notice, his dick plunging into you over and over and over until finally, it was happening again.

"give it to me" he said, and you did exactly as he asked- you gave it all to him, screaming and crying you let him have all you had to offer, feeling his eyes on you the whole time.

He came loudly just after you, groaning deeply as he filled you up to the very brim.

Out of all the words you could have said to him then, all the things you wanted to tell him at that moment, you chose none, because none would have said anything he didn't already know from the look in your eyes, from the same exact spark in your irises that ignited his own.

So he helped you to the ground until you stood on shaky legs, walked to where your dress lay on the floor, and dressed yourself again, his eyes never leaving you.

The door opened just as you were done, and you turned to him one last time again, a smile pulling at your lips.

"Win again for me, general"

He looked at you too for one last time again, as he thought about how you didn't know, you didn't know how big of a role you played in his victories, how many times he could only think of the taste of you, smell of you, feel and voice of you as he took his opponent's life, as he fought for another hour with you, another second.

"I will" he promised

[justaz]

arthur has always been suspicious of the tavern excuse for merlin’s absences, but he has no proof on the contrary and when confronted merlin either tells him outlandish tales of near death experiences that have no chance of being remotely truthful or he admits to and apologizes for slacking on his duties to get drunk. one day, he decides enough is enough and he and all the knights go to the tavern with merlin and arthur casually brings up merlin’s history in the tavern and says he could probably beat gwaine in a drinking contest. merlin tries to divert the discussion away from the idea but arthur is determined. they receive a round of drinks and arthur pushes a pint of ale into merlin’s hands with a look of challenge. merlin’s options are to either commit to the lie to hide his secret or admit to the lie and risk exposing his magic. he takes the former. merlin gives lancelot a Look and then slams back the pint of ale with a minor bit of gagging and pauses to breath. gwaine already finished his pint thirty seconds ago but its entertaining to watch merlin so he doesn’t say anything.

merlin (built like a twig, rarely drinks, lightweight) is proper sloshed. arthur is almost vindicated but he needs merlin to admit it. he orders two more pints and gives one to gwaine and the second to merlin, instigating the competition further despite the fact that gwaine won already. merlin grimaces and tries to do the same thing again but only gets a few gulps in before he folds. he slams the mug down and gives arthur a kicked puppy look before admitting and apologizing for lying. arthur is Vindicated. merlin is still wasted.

the nights wears on and merlin feels the effect of the ale more and more every minute that passes. he sits between arthur and lancelot and feels almost unbearably warm but that could be bc of the alcohol in his system, or the crowded tavern. merlin looks around and watches the people that pass their table by while the knights talk and joke and laugh amongst themselves. merlin feels relaxed and excitable now, his worries seem to have melted away and he cant seem to remember why he was always so stressed and worn down before. he sees a game of [insert game here] (i was gonna say darts but google says that game hasn’t been invented in canon time so ill leave it up to interpretation) going on and climbs over lancelot to join in.

the knights watch with amusement and anticipate merlin’s clumsy attempts at [whatever]. oddly enough tho, merlin is a fucking god at [game]. a small crowd gathers and betting pools form and then challengers approach and put money on the line to go against merlin and merlin absolutely demolishes them all. honestly if arthur didn’t know any better, he’d think merlin was using magic to win bc there was no way his bumbling fool of a servant was that good at…anything.

the challengers take their defeat with honor and grace. the audience is a huge fan of merlin and they keep buying him drinks but he just sends them to the table for the other’s to drink. many people come up to him and flirt, maybe motivated by all the money he won that night or maybe just bc he’s merlin, and when merlin responds to them he’s………..he’s a real good fucking flirt? like could put gwaine to shame and he’s rejecting them???? how can someone come across so flirtatiously while turning down offers to take various beautiful people to bed??

arthur was already itching to intervene when people were flirting with merlin but he seemed to have a handle on it so he let it slide, but then people started touching merlin and arthur’s hand had drifted to his hip where his sword was usually sheathed. however, again, merlin was very skilled at escaping the situations with little to no conflict and he came back to the table with his winnings. the knights cheer for him and order more drinks with his money which merlin is too inebriated to notice and truthfully doesn’t really care about. his eyes are on arthur and if arthur thought watching merlin flirt from afar was bad then having him up close in his personal space, hands brushing against his arms and dark eyelashes fluttering softly against his pale skin, breathing his name into the space between them and licking his full pink lips was absolute torture and the worst and best agony he couldn’t even dream up.

[lvndrptchwrk]

Inarizaki team reacting to a ballerina s/o please. Like the had practice earlier and came late to their game, and they had to throw a sweater over their ballet attire to watch them play.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : kita, suna, atsumu, osamu, aran x gn! ballerina! reader

((i really liked the idea of them reacting to you arriving right in the middle of their game while wearing the ballet attire so literally all of them react to that happening, as well as some other headcanons ! i hope i did them all justice ! also excuse how late this was, i literally was fighting for my life trying to write this lmao))

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Kita Shinsuke

♪ always does his best to attend your recitals and watches you practice.

♪ if he cant attend, he'll always try to get a recording or meet you afterwards with a bouquet of flowers for your hard work.

♪ ensures you properly stretch and maintain a healthy diet, often meal preps for the both of you so he knows you'll eat.

♪ takes the time to research ballet techniques and moves so he can try to understand what moves you do when you dance and if you need practice on any dances

♪ secretly enjoys it when you come to watch him practice but worries when you arrive in ballet attire because he knows you're tired

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

The game had just reached a technical time out with Inarizaki reaching 16 points in the first set. The team had gotten off the court for a water break, but Kita had noticed you watching them.

He always seemed to notice the littlest of things. He jogged over to the barricade, drying his face. "You made it." He commented, giving you a big smile. "Of course, you know I'm always going to try and watch all your games." You say, and he finally notices your attire.

"Did you just come from practice?" He asks, and you can sense the lecture about heading home to properly change and taking time for yourself before going to watch his games coming, but luckily you were spared as Atsumu called him back over. "Good luck out there Shinsuke." You waved him off, but he refused to leave you without a quick hug.

The smell of his cologne lingered, and you finally got the chance to relax while you watched Inarizaki play and win the match. When they finished, Kita jogged back over to you with a smile on his face. "I thought you wouldve gone home and changed. That seems uncomfortable to wear." He notes, watching you shuffle in your spot.

" Well, I wont just pass on the opportunity to watch your game! You did amazing today, by the way. Now, we can both go home and unwind from today." You pointed out, and he sighed. The idea of walking you home and possibly unwinding with you, relaxing on the couch with a movie on after a long day seemed very appealing to him.

"Alright, let me grab my things and we can go home together."

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Suna Rintaro

♪ has some of the songs you practice to saved so he can listen to it and imagine you dancing

♪ was he roped into being your practice partner because of his flexibility? yes.

♪ has several recordings of your practices and recitals and watches them when he misses you

♪ is guilty of ditching practice a couple times (but never any actual games) to watch you dance

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

It was one of those days where Suna just had to practice. Preliminaries were coming up and fast, and as much as he'd love to watch your graceful figure dance, he'd have to do that another day.

Thankfully though, you had other plans. Finishing your practice early had allowed you to finally watch him practice, and not the other way around. You never minded him watching you, your dance mates loved having him around, it just wasn't often that you got to see him practice and you were taking the chance.

You had reached the gym he was at, where he was in the middle of a practice match against another school. You stood by the doors, simply opting to watch while wearing your ballet attire and his hoodie. Just as the other team had called for a break, he looked over at you, and his whole face lit up.

He dashed over to you and engulfed you with a hug, hiding his face in your shoulder. "Thank god, these idiots were about to start driving me crazy." He whispered, and you let out a laugh as you hugged him back.

"Well practice finished a bit early for me so I figured I'd watch you practice for a change." You told him, and he eyed your outfit. "You should change, isn't that uncomfortable?" He asked, and you shrugged. "Nah, I'll just change after you finish practice for the day."

Before he could say anything else, Atsumu called him back. He gave you a quick hug before returning to the game, and you watched as he played intensely. It's almost like he was showing off. After the game, he practically ran to the lockers to grab his things, and was at your side in minutes.

"Let's go home and eat some jelly sticks, we deserve a treat today."

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Miya Atsumu

♪ is your biggest supporter aside from your family, and definitely had missed a couple of practices to watch your recitals or practices.

♪ always comes with a sweet treat for you to enjoy afterwards, even if its not the best option.

♪ does his best to help you practice and stretch, uses that as an excuse to hold you tbh

♪ is always in awe about your balance and mobility, has picked up a few moves that improved his volleyball performance

♪ always coming handy with a comfy change of clothes or ice packs just in case!

♪ has a 6th sense for spotting you in the crowd, no matter what the situation is

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

He silenced the audience once more as he went to serve. His ability to practically mute the entire stadium for his serve still astounded you to this day. You watched as he performed another service ace, the crowd going wild.

It'd be rather rude if you tried to call for his attention while he was concentrated, and you were willing to watch him play.

That thought flew out the window when Atsumu whipped his head to smile and wave at you before his next serve. You jolted and waved back, wondering how he managed to see you. None of his other teammates were looking, and you started to think that he had a radar for your presence. You wouldnt be surprised if he did, considering he was somehow always aware of his brother as well.

After winning the game, he bounced over with a huge smile on his face. "Ya saw me win right?! When my serves practically knocked them over?! And ya saw mah sets to Samu and Aran?! And-" He rambled on about his game, as if you werent there watching. He finally stopped to take a drink, and noticed your attire.

"Wait, did you come straight from practice?! Ya shouldve gone home and changed first, and wait- is that mah hoodie?!" He exclaimed, turning red at the fact you had worn his hoodie. You smiled and just gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"Well, of course I came right after practice. I'd never miss the chance to see you win Atsumu." You commented, wiping the sweat off his forehead with your sleeve. He grew bashful at that, trying to stutter out a response.

"C'mon blondie. Go meet back up with your team so we can go home."

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Miya Osamu

♪ listens to your dancing playlist while he cooks!

♪ like atsumu, he brings you food after your practices and recitals (he usually cooks it!)

♪ very particular about ensuring you eat and will probably spend time preparing all your meals

♪ really enjoys it when you also watch him practice and come to his games, tries to hear your voice in the crowd

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

The game was practically over by the time you arrived. Inarizaki had the game in the bag, with a 7 point difference. Osamu had his head in the game, but no amount of concentration could make him miss the sound of your voice, cheering him on. Atsumu had taken notice and teasingly said, "Looks like yer special audience is here." The silver haired boy looked over to see you, in a hoodie over your ballet attire and a big smile on your face as you cheered for him.

Well damn, now he has the need to show off to impress you. Good thing he's already pretty good at that.

He spent the rest of the game doing just a bit more than usual and trying to be cool, which of course had you looking and laughing for the couple of goofs he did. After the game, he came over to you and rested his forehead on yours. "Hey, didja see me?" He asked, a bit too eagerly.

"Of course I did, couldn't take my eyes off of you when you show off like that, ya dork." You chuckled, cupping his face and watching him turn red. You could see Atsumu and Suna laughing at his embarassed state, with Kita and Aran trying to hide the fact they were also laughing. Dorks, all of them.

"C'mon 'Samu. You're sweaty and my muscles ache. Let's get some food, yeah?"

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Ojiro Aran

♪ i feel like he took a couple of ballet lessons as a kid, so he knows a bit about some moves and helps you practice!

♪ this man would also give great foot rubs (i mean this in a non sexual way, hes just very caring)

♪ would gift you with ballet accessories to ensure you are as comfortable as you can be while dancing

♪ definitely tried to hide you from the rest of the team, along with his ballet past, but failed when you kept showing up to practice in ballet attire

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

To be frank, Ojiro was sweating. And not from practice. You see, Ojiro Aran is a very private person.

Sort of.

He's the straight man of the team, always forced into weird antics that makes him question his sanity. Truly, he wonders if he joined the circus instead of a volleyball team with how they act at times. It's partially the reason why he never tells him about his own personal life outside of volleyball. That, and they never ask.

You were one of those unspoken topics of his life. Don't get him wrong, he adored and loved you! But oh god if the others found out about you, the questions would be never-ending. And he already deals with so much from them.

So seeing you sitting with his coaches on the bench while he was playing had spiked his heart rate. Especially when he hears Atsumu say, "Who's the cutie sitting with the coaches?" The entire team takes a glance over at you, who just waves excitedly at Aran. The ace takes note of his hoodie covering your ballet attire, and suppresses the urge to stop and admire you. He can do that after he wins the practice match. But for now he needs to make sure that no one else tries to talk to you or hit on you.

He practically bowls over the twins as he makes his way to you after the match. "Hey beautiful love of my life partner whomst I love! Let me go and grab my things so we can leave!" He says a bit too loudly, making the others stop and stare at the two of you. His face was red, both from practice and him processing what he'd said, but it made you laugh. And as long as the others knew that you were his, he didn't mind the others knowing a bit more about him. The smile on your face as you got up to hold his hand was worth it.

"Sure, 'Jiro. Here's your water. You did very good today, ace. Now let's leave before the others start questionin' us, yeah?"

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[jelly-fishie]

Gojo N$FW Alphabet 🩵

WARNING: MDNI PLEASE

A - After care

I feel like Satoru would either be like a mix between tired or superrr affectionate, eg: kisses, getting you food, helping bathe basically all that kind of stuff. On the other hand if hes tired he'll probably just pull you in and cuddle with his head on your nape, muttering how good you were or just random things till you both fall asleep

B - Body part (fav part of you and him)

Gojo loves every last bit of you, but his favourite bit is hands down your Thighs, he loves to leave love bites all over and decorate them with hickeys. He loves to lay on them, hold or squeeze, to feel them when your straddling his face and the way they Tighten on him. He cant get enough of them.

However his favourite part of him is his hands. He knows the effect they have on you, he loves it when you tell him how good they fit, How perfect they are for you. How even regularly you tell him he has beautiful slender hands.

C - C0m3 (anything to do with it)

Gojo is the biggest pervert when it comes to his cum, he is messy with it. Even after a wash you'll still find some place he managed to get it stuck in. In fact hes practically fascinated by it, every chance he gets he will just stare at you filled up with it, hell he'd even eat it out if you let him.

He also love love loves getting it in your pants after a quickie, just so you're walking around with some of him by you.

D - dirty secret

This man has the worlds most sensitive nipples, but he will never admit it you have to find out yourself. In fact you want it finished faster or earlier all you have to do is give them a little fiddle and a bite and he's moaning and cumming more then you.

E - experience (how experienced are they?)

Honestly he isn't as experienced as you'd think. Hes definitely got a few bodies and hookups under his belt but hes so busy being a sorcerer most of his knowledge comes from the p0rn and h3nt41 he watches when he rubs one out. that doesnt mean hes bad though.

F - favourite position

Satoru loves a mating press or missionary, he loves watching the face you make and how you react, he also gets a food view of your tits at the same time so win win, he isn't too particular but anything considered a a bit more extreme requires some convincing. He'll never say no to a good 69 of course.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)

Satoru is fairly serious but that doesn’t mean he won’t make sly comments or even joke with you a bit. He adjusts his own “humor” to what you like. He wants you to be comfortable so if you seem to relax more when he jokes around and talks to you a lot while fucking, he’ll do it. But he’s also capable of keeping the talking to a minimum, letting his body do the work while praising you endlessly. Though if one of you fumbles around a bit, he will not hesitate to chuckle. He thinks its really cute so don’t take offense. 

H - Hair (are they well groomed?)

For him the carpets match the drapes and considering how rare it is he likes to show off a little, he keeps himself neat and tidy but never bare really. Unless you make a special request of course.

Oh and he doesn't expect you to do the same, he loves 'exploring the jungle' as he puts it, just try tidy though of course.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Gojo can be sickeningly sweet and romantic during the moment, especially when its like one of your first three times together. He blabbers and praises you about how perfect you are and beautiful, of course he does loves a bit of tongue and cheek in the moment and playful sex is never off the table.

J - Jacking off

honestly his libido is just little higher then average, and if your away or not in the mood he makes it clear hes going to do it. Hes not really too shy about it, he'll clear time out of his day too if he really needs too he just claims it clears his head. It changes how often depending on his schedule and how much he sees you.

bonus: he also doesn't care if you do it or he'll ask to watch but is usually turned down on that one since sometimes you just wanna get it out without all the hassle of actual s3x

K - Kink (one or more)

This man loves to be praised, and loves praising others. Truthfully he loves toys and teasing as well, but he wont really say too much about it unless his partner mentions it. He's probably tried every kind of toy there is, y'know to level up the experience for both you and him.

L- Location and length (where he prefers it, how long it lasts. 2 in 1)

Satoru knows himself and his body well enough to know he will knock out after sex 9/10 times or at least tire you out or make you need a good clean, so he prefers to keep it private in the house,any surface will do but its usually the bed or shower, if your lucky maybe a bathroom when your out. He loves to keep a mental note of where you have done it as well in fact he seems to have made it his mission to fuck you in every part of the house.

He loves to take his time with you so honestly it could last anywhere between 10 minutes and hours with him, it really depends on you.

M - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Honestly its easier then you think, all it takes is the right bit of touch in the right spot and hes got you in his arms carrying to the nearest fuckable surface. If you really want to go to pound town a cute dress or some frilly lingerie never hurt anybody but your back.

N - No's (thing they would absolutely never do)

He would NEVER force you, in fact if he thinks your too drunk or sleepy he wont even give you a cheeky neck kiss, but if you ask nicely and are sober enough he'll try just about anything once. Another thing he hates is hurting you, he wont slap you hard or anything of the sorts even if you beg. All you'll get is a hair pull or spank on the ass.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Satoru is addicted to you going down on him. This man lives for blow jobs and he is not ashamed to admit that. He also adores going down on you, considering himself very skilled in that aspect. But fuck does he love it when you suck him off. 

P - Pace (are they fast, slow, sensual?)

Honestly it totally depends on the mood and how you like it. He usually adjusts it to the fit the both of you, but this man is naturally rough and fast, but hes just as capable of taking it easy.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Don't get me wrong he'll rarely turn down a chance with you but quickies aren't his favourite, he might be naturally fast and rough but he still loves taking his time with you. he also is immediately knocked out after blowing his load,he gets pussy drunk basically so usually you need to tempt him with sweets or a good coffee.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)

Like i've said he'll try anything just about once, he isn't afraid to take risk and totally understand the different effects thing have.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

he is 1000% a one and done kind of guy, but its never that bad considering how long he can go for. honestly if hes worked up enough the max you can get is 3 rounds, 4 if your lucky maybe. He really only needs one though because once he busts there's so much and hes probably already cuddled up next to you.

T - Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes, in fact you guys have a whole box under the bed or in the drawers. he uses them to enhance the experience instead of letting it do all the work. He’s very partial to the “magic wand” vibrator he bought for the two of you to use. Going as far as to buy a backup for when the original stops working.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease) 

He is the biggest tease ever if he wants to be, in fact if he really wanted to he could have you sobbing. Luckily he doesn't, and if he feels like he hurt your feeling hell shower you with praise and pleasure till the beds soaked and your happy again. He also loves it when you tease back, he loves knowing the feeling is reciprocated.

V - Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

satoru is anything but quiet, he will make any and every kind of sound and not care about the volume and who hears him. What he really loves is hearing you though, he wants the neighbours down the street to hear you if he could make it happen he loves loud rough s3x.

W - Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He cannot stand sharing. He will never share in fact he never lets you show too much skin if your going somewhere with a lot of guys, he's not over controlling nor will he tell you what to wear usually just says something like, 'do you want a jacket?' instead.

X - X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Gojo's dick matches his body, its long and a little beefy. I'd say around 5 1/5 inches soft and he is definitely a grower, probably reaching like 7 inches when its hard. He’s girthy, enough to need preparation before entering you but nothing too painful. Also this man Is VEINY, like veiny that you can feel the veins.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Its definitely higher then most but he has a good enough control over it, but he can get really pent up if hes forced to jack off or hasn't done it at least three times that week.

Z - Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

literally within 30 seconds flat if you don't give him sweets. he gets tired after busting a load anyway but if he went down on you or just got pussy drunk anyway hes gone faster then you can blink.

[yaesnovels]

study sessions

alhaitham x reader

cw: unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it everyone); edging; fingering, fem!reader with no specific pronouns

a/n: i promise to work on my requests soon. kinda in a massive slump rn so i just cant get myself to do anything rn, sorry everyone. love yall, we made it to +800 now <3 maybe we get to reach the 1k by my birthday in exactly a month?

sometimes you refused to believe that your boyfriend was this hot. 

you were so lost in thoughts while eyeing him up and down, mesmerized by how beautiful his body looked like when he was relaxed, that you didn’t even notice him looking at you with a smirk at first. heat crept up your cheeks when you finally did notice his knowing grin and you looked away quickly. 

“you okay? you’ve been staring at me for a while now”, alhaitham chuckled, before he grabbed his book again and continued reading as if nothing happened. 

was he being serious right now? 

“no, i’m not okay. pay attention to me”, you whined, you were so bored from studying all day and wanted to spend some time with your boyfriend after he had finally agreed to go to sleep., though, you both were just laying in bed now – you just relaxing as you scrolled trough your phone. he, however, was more interested in his stupid book that it made you want to just take it from him and throw it away. 

“let me finish reading my book and i’ll do anything you ask me to”, he suggested. you looked at how far he was in the book and shook your head as a no when you saw that he was only halfway through. it’d take him all evening to get through it — too long to wait up. 

“nope. i refuse. your book can wait, i can’t.” 

you grinned triumphantly when he spread his arms out as an offer for a hug and cuddles and immediately sat on his lap. you loved the warmth of his body when he put his arm around you and… grabbed his book again? 

you groaned in disbelief. he couldn’t be for real right now, right? 

“what? i told you i was going to finish reading my book, didn’t i?”, he laughed, pinching your cheek with his other hand. 

“yes, but…”, you sighed, not finishing your sentence, trying to accept your fate. 

“aw, sweetheart”, he couldn’t help his grin when he saw you pouting. “we can cuddle while i read, though. your cuddles are my most favorite thing in the world.” 

you rolled your eyes in annoyance, your hand slowly wandering down his chest and stomach, until you reached his crotch. alhaitham looked at you with an arched eyebrow, his gaze practically warning you not to but you always had loved to tease him until he snapped. 

“sweetheart, you don’t want to do this”, he grunted when you palmed his cock with a grin on your lips. “you really don’t want to go there.” 

“what if i do?”, you challenged him. “read your book. since it’s much more interesting than me.” 

you slowly pulled the hem of his shirt up a bit to lean down and plant soft kisses over his toned stomach, moving even lower slowly. 

“okay, you win. let me finish this chapter and i will go down on you until you’ve at least come three times just on my tongue”, he groaned when you started massaging his crotch again. “is that a good enough compromise for you?” 

“i mean, sure. but i’m not stopping”, you challenged him again, riling him up until he couldn’t take it anymore. “aw, you’re already getting hard from this alone? but i haven’t even started actually teasing you, babe.” 

“for fuck’s sake”, he groaned, carelessly throwing his book on the nightstand and pulling you up so that he could kiss you properly. 

you practically felt all of his pent-up need for you just by how desperate his kiss was. you couldn’t possibly imagine that leaving kisses over his stomach and slowly palming his cock got him this needy; he probably just wanted to tease you for wanting his attention like this. 

and now he was in that position he originally wanted you to be. 

you moaned into the kiss as he turned you both around so that you were beneath him and he started grinding his hips against yours. not wanting to drag this out much more, he pulled your shorts down and pulled your panties aside. 

“i should edge you just because you were acting like such a brat, hun”, he grunted against your ear. “how about i keep on bringing you to the edge, over and over, and don’t ever let you come, hm? until you already make a mess of the sheets without ever really having the luxury of coming like my pretty and good slut.” 

“no, please, okay, i’m sorry”, you whined, shaking your head because you knew he was the most patient person you had ever known – he would never get tired of seeing your teary cheeks and shaking body underneath him. 

“mhm, now you’re sorry, huh? thought so”, he grinned triumphantly, planting soft kisses over your tummy before he went down to lick up a stripe before he started teasing your clit with his tongue. he was holding your legs up as he dived in like a man starving; eyes rolling back as he delved his tongue inside, making you sob in pleasure. 

“i’m so obsessed with how good you taste”, he groaned, “i won’t ever get tired of this.”

“please”, you whined, fingers buried in his hair, pulling on the strands. “i’m sorry for teasing you like that, please just let me come.” 

“mhm, nope. i think i prefer edging you for now”, he grinned, making you roll your eyes at him. “you’re just so cute when you’re annoyed, sweetheart.” 

“well, i guess, you just don’t have it in you to make me scream your name over and over, huh?”, your only way to convince him was really to play with his ego. he had proven his ability to make you lay boneless underneath him and just take it like his good girl over and over already but you just knew where to attack to make him go feral. 

his eyes darkened. “oh, honey. i wouldn’t have gone that far if i were you”, he cooed in an innocent tone before he got up from the bed, turning you around as he pulled you to the edge of the bed, lifting your hips up. he was softly massaging your ass before he spanked you, catching you in total surprise. “you like that, don’t you, love? i know you do, don’t even deny it.”

two of his fingers were quickly inside of your cunt, thrusting in and out with no mercy as you couldn’t keep yourself up any longer and just gave in, face down, buried in the pillows and moans muffled by you biting into the fabric. 

“don’t. you. dare. head up, love. don’t you dare try to muffle those pretty noises of yours.” 

you immediately lifted your head, as he pulled out his fingers and you only heard the sound of fabric shuffling around before you felt his tip against your entrance and with one hard and swift thrust, he was buried deep inside of you. 

“al- alhaitham”, you whimpered his name, the way he was buried deep inside of you had tears almost running down your cheeks in pleasure. “you’re so– so deep.” 

“damn right, i am. but you’re happy about that, aren’t you? all you wanted was for me to bury my cock deep inside of you and fuck you until you’re a brainless little mess for me, didn’t you?”

with each thrust, he hit your g-spot, getting you so sensitive and dripping for him with your slick. “yes, yes, oh, archons, yes”, you whimpered. 

after the relentless study sessions he made you go through today, this was the perfect way of him rewarding you for holding on so patiently. and he made sure to show you how proud he was of you. 

once alhaitham turned you around so that he could face you, he leaned down with his body, your arms immediately wrapping around his broad shoulders as you locked him in his spot with your legs around his hips, just wanting to be as close to you as possible in that very moment. the intensity of his gaze on you had you weak in your own body; he was looking at you with so much love in his eyes, it was driving you crazy. 

“i love you”, he mumbled as he continued with his slow, yet hard thrusts, having slowed down to edge you once more. alhaitham always loved to edge you until you were begging him to make you come; he knew he had full control over your body whenever he fucked you and he took advantage of that. 

sometimes, you were too impatient to handle his actions – you’d attempt to turn you both around (he’d let you) and ride him (he’d grab your hips and move his hips in rhythm with your movements). 

“i’m so close, hun, so, so close”, he groaned, burying his face against your neck as he hugged you tight against his firm body and even biting your skin as he finally came inside of you, filling you up with a loud groan and waiting a moment to calm down before he pushed you underneath him again. 

“now, let me pamper like you deserve, my love. make you come over and over like you deserve this reward for being so patient with me all day”, he mumbled as he thrusted his cock back inside, lifting your legs and wrapping them around his waist. 

he was going to make a total mess out of you; until you were too tired to move a muscle. there was no going back once he started.

[c0llisiion]

BEYOND BOUNDARIES- k.th

♡ Pairing : Taehyung x f!reader

♡ : drabble, fwb, cheating reader and th , smut , slight (VERY LITTLE) angst , brat reader , cockwarming , unprotected sex (practice safe sexx!) , big dick tae, crying, overstimulation, choking, rough- lmk if i missed any <3

W/c : 1,918

Pt.2

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ MDNI. Please refrain from reading if the topics make you uncomfortable. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

T4e : hey

T4e : You there?

Your phone was buzzing repeatedly. It was 1 in the morning. Your sweet boyfriend sleeping next to you unaware of your sick secret. It was so wrong. You hated it. Everytime you wanted to end it ,, you would still go back to his arms.

Y/n : Hey sorry

Y/n : I was asleep.

'Why don't you just break up w him?' you couldn't. It just couldn't happen. It was not easy for you.

T4e : Oh did i wake you up?

Y/n : Yes. You did. But whatever,, tf do you want?

T4e : Come over. She is not there today. I really need you.

Y/n : Oh come on. You are unbelievable. This is the last time!

Or so you would think

T4e : You said the same thing a year ago. Just come over. It won't take that long

Y/n : Fine.

You turned off your phone and turned over to your bf.

"Hey baby i gotta go finish up w something rn,, is it okay?"

You lied. Your bf woke up , "really rn? It's 1 am!" "Yeah.. the girls need my help urgently apparently " You blatantly lied "Well fine then! Go on. Take care of yourself tho." "I will dw". And w that you got up , changed into the first thing you saw and left. Your guts were telling you it was wrong but still you decided to ignore it and left.

"Finally!!" Taehyung said dramatically as you entered his apartment. "Come to my room ,, im playing a game rn". You dropped your things and followed him into his room. You saw him getting seated in his chair ,, the only light illuminating the room being the bright computer lights. He turned towards your direction. "Come sit!" He said pointing at his dick. You rolled your eyes and went to him. You sat on his lap and could feel his cock hitting your clothed crotch. "What are you doing?" You asked " be my cocksleeve". You were surprised. You had never done cockwarming w him. It was new. You looked at him. "What?,, You sure?" You ask him w an eyebrow raised. "I can't rlly focus on this game and i needed a good fucking pussy to help me concentrate,, ofc im sure!" He said ,, as he slid your shorts down your legs. You were wearing a lacy thin pantie. His favourite. "Baby got all dolled up for me?! Im flattered" he teased. You blushed at his remarks. "Why couldn't you get your gf to do this instead?" You said playfully. "She cant take all of this" he kissed you passionately and you kissed him back. His hands holding your waist to keep you stable. They slowly crept lower and a sharp spank was laid on your right cheek . You whined into his mouth due to the pain. Taehyung chuckled and broke the kiss. Without much thinking he pulled down his shorts and out came his long big thick and erect dick. "Spit on it" he commanded. You collected your spit in your mouth and spat on it, slowly rubbing up and down with your hand to spread your spit and the pre down his shaft. You pushed your pantie to the side and lifted yourself to settle on his cock. You slowly sunk into the girth. Him slowly stretching you out. Breathy groans were coming out of Taehyung's mouth while you were giving out broken moans clearly still not adjusted to his size. "So tight everytime i f-fuck you...gah-" he choked out. You were already drooling. Not even half way in. You finally settled yourself and it was hard not to move. Taehyung kissed your forehead. "Don't move okay? I really need to win this!" You nodded and took your phone out, to spend the time and threw your head over his shoulder. Taehyung put on his headphones and started to play his game. A few minutes in and a few of his friends had joined. You were comfortabley settled on his cock. Taehyung was trying to focus but your soft walls were not letting him. You on the other hand was scrolling through socials and trying to ignore any thoughts about your boyfriend.

It was 20 minutes in and you were getting bored. His dick was constantly twitching inside of you and the god awful screaming coming out of his headphones was getting annoying. You decided to move a little. Just a little. "I told you not to move doll." He said sternly. "Im boreeddddd taeeeeee" you said. "Give me sometime baby after im done w this I will fuck your brains out ,, does that sound good?" You looked at him and nodded w a huge smile plastered on your face. Taehyung went back to his game and you back to scrolling on social media.

A few minutes passed and it started to look like he was almost done. The screams coming from the headphones were so loud you could hear it outside.

You heard him putting his controller down which signalled that he was done w his stupid game. He removed his headsets and pulled your hair back softly so you can face him. "So now where were we?" Without any hesitation he kissed you roughly. Hunger was clearly in the kiss and you were running short of breath. He quickly picked you up and threw you into his bed finally ending the 30 minute cockwarm. His cock was glistening of your liquids and you couldn't help but stare at how much it twitched. "Like what you see? You want it baby?" You were brought back to earth and you gave him a small smirk and nod. He undressed himself and started crawling towards you. You felt like a prey infront of a predator,, you were getting excited. He reached your neck and started leaving wet kisses all over. Taehyung was having the urge to mark you w his dark purple hickeys but he knew he couldn't because of the situation you both are in.

Your hands were around his neck ,, your mouth leaving out soft moans which was turning him on to the core. Taehyung slowly crept his hand under your black cropped tee. "And no bra? Damn baby you rlly wanted to impress me yeah?" You blushed at his remarks. He removed the flimsy top and admired your perfect tits. His one hand was gropping it while the other was playing w your hard nipples. "...T-Tae.. please..." You moaned out. "You want me to go down?" "..mhmmm...." You nodded. "Whatever you want doll" and with that his head dropped to your soaking cunt. "So wet ,, just like i want it to be" he dipped his head into your pussy and started eating you out. Time was not by his side today so he had to do things quick. You let out a huge groan ,, absolutely loving the friction of the panties and his mouth against your pussy. "Just like that .. ngghhh .. Hhhh" you pushed his head lower and entangled your fingers in his hair. He moaned against your cunt "you never disappoint me fuckkkk..." You felt your ego getting boosted up by his remarks. "Fuck tae- I'm going -" and before you could say anything else he stopped. You whined at the action. "Baby you want me to eat you out or fuck your tight little pussy?" He asked coming up and facing you with his head tilted to the side. You stayed silent. "Answer me." He said sharply but you still didn't answer him. He chuckled lightly and before you could even comprehend your panties were long gone. "So you won't answer me huh?" You felt something in your entrance. He was slowly pushing himself inside you. A loud gasp escaped your mouth when he pushed into you w no warning. "Yeah? You gon’ keep quiet or answer me?" He asked with a stupid smirk across his face, your legs were hiked up on his thighs, his entire length fit inside till the brim. "Tae please…" he quirked his eyebrows up before giving you a sharp thrust. "Hm?" You let a loud moan. One of His hand slowly went up your body and hooked it around your neck, squeezing lightly. His other hand on your belly feeling the bulge he created in your lower abdomen. His thumb on your throbbing clit, pressing down on it with no mercy. His hips started picking up pace. From slow gentle movements to harsh fast ones. He drew circles on your clit, his cock hitting that sweet spongy spot that made you see stars. "Huh baby? You wanna be bratty right?" You nod at his words without even thinking as tears spilled from your eyes. Vision blurry, mouth parted with broken moans and whines escaping every second as he thrusted into you with more and more force, hitting your cervix each time. Your hands were on his wrists, trying to push them away. You were overstimulated. Cries after cries as he kept fucking you into tomorrow. He leaned down and kissed your cheek before licking up your salty tears. His grip on your neck loosened, his other hand slowing down his movements on your clit. "Do you feel good baby? Yeah? Do you want me to keep going? You want me to fill you up?" You kept silent, not being able to comprehend his questions. "Answer me doll!" He removed his hands from your neck and held your face tightly, forcing you to stare into his eyes. His forehead was glistening. Loose hairs sticking to his forehead. His mouth was parted, panting heavily. You looked into his eyes before speaking. "Yes! … yes!! You feel so fucking good babe! I want you to fill me up and never stop!" Your eyes rolling back as his hip movements never stopped. Back arched. A small smirk was on his, pleased to hear you speak up. "Attagirl.”

He plopped you on your stomach. You lifted your ass up. Involuntarily. A low chuckle left his mouth as he gave a slap to your ass before spreading your cheeks to admire your puffy red pussy. Your head was pushed into his pillow. You whined at the feeling of the cold air hitting your sensitive cunt. He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled your head backwards. He leaned forward and whispered in your ear. "Let me use you up, alright?" He said before pushing your head back down. His hips pushed into your sopping cunt without any hesitation. Moving in and out mercilessly. Muffled whines and moans left your mouth. Your spit and tears staining his silk pillow covers. "So-so.. fucking good.." he moaned as your gummy walls squeezed around his length. His hand, which was previously on your clit went back to your clit, penetrating it. "Gonna have you cumming all over my dick. Gonna- have…" he choked at how desperately your pussy was clenching around him. "Fuck!" He groaned as his paced quickened. "Taehyung!! Fuck! Shit!" You were borderline screaming at this point. He was fucking into you so hard, it was making you black out.

"Taehyung!! Im gonna fucking-…" before you could continue he thrusted into you with all his strength, pushing you forward a bit. "Go on doll.. let it all out" you shut your eyes tight. Lips biting hard, almost bruising your lower lip. Taehyung was fucking you as he pleased. His thrusts never stopped and just kept getting harder and better. Before you could come undone, your phone rang.

Shit.

A/n: AHH MY FIRST EVER FICCCC! Lmk if you liked it and your honest opinions are always welcome! >< Apologies for the spelling errors! LMK IF YOU WANT A PART TWO! Ty ^^

[alecvolturiswifeforever]

lost time 𝜗𝜚 ׅ ۫ demetri volturi x reader

warnings: pretty fluff!! little bit of implied smut at the end but that’s it :)

taglist: @your-next-daydream @agirllovespancakes

“My love, are you nearly finished yet?” Your mate grumbled from his spot on the bed, sprawled out with his ankles crossed and arms behind his head.

“Truthfully?” You turn to him for a moment with a weary smile before turning back to your essay. He hummed in agreement to your question, and you replied with a mumbled ‘not at all’.

He let out a loud groan as he rolled over to bury his face in one of the many pillows. Do not get me wrong, he supported you whole heartedly when you told him you wanted to continue your studies, continuing into university despite meeting him and finding out about the existence of his kind. However, due to a loss of quite a few lower guards when a fight had broken out a few nights ago, the masters had opted to put some of the higher guards (including him) on extra duty shifts to cover for the lack there off.

This therefore meant you had been spending little time together, taking every opportunity you could whether it be two minutes or two hours to spend with eachother before he was to leave again, though you knew you needed to get your assignment completed before you lost the motivation, so this time around you had made the harsh decision to ignore him.

“Do not groan like that at me Demetri, I told you I will give you attention as soon as I have completed my assignment, and we can- hey!“ He cut you off mid-scold by shutting the large textbook in front of you, picking you up and moving you over to the bed. He laid you down in his previous place before moving to lay on top of you, careful not to crush you. All the while you protested.

“Demetri Volturi let me go! I need to complete this! It is important and is worth nearly half of my grade for this semester!” You wriggled and struggled in his grip but to no avail, he did not let up, nor did he say a single thing. You huffed loudly.

“DEMETRI!”

“For the love of the gods, Y/N, please just stay still and let me love you!”

“I need to get my work done!”

“Beautiful, I appreciate that this is important to you but I am also important! This is the only time I have to spare for the next three days and I refuse to have you complaining because I cannot be with you and give you attention. So for the love of the gods, be quiet and cuddle with me!”

You look at him, rolling your eyes.

“You’re so dramatic, baby. If you were feeling touch-starved all you had to do was ask.”

“Is that not what i’ve been doing for the past ten minutes?!” He looked at you incredulously and you sighed.

“Okay fair point, you win.”

He smirked in triumph before placing his head back on your chest. The only sound which was heard for a series of minutes was your soft breathing before you let out a loud sigh.

“Are you really not going to be able to give me attention for three days?” He looked up at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Not as much attention as I can normally give you… forty-five minutes a day max?”

“For three days?!”

“For three days, amore. That means we need to make up for lost time, now”

You huffed with a frown on your face and he smiled at you sympathetically. You stared at the ceiling again before blurting your next thought out loud.

“Cant you just tell them to fuck off?” Demetri used his speed to sit up, pinning your arms down by the sides of your head.

“Were you given permission to use that sort of language?” He questioned with a scowl on his face and you sighed.

“No”

“And what do people who use that sort of language get?” He continued

“They get a punishment…” You smile as you realise where this is going and you look at the clock. “How much time do you have before you have to leave again?”

“Enough. On your stomach. Now.”

[kingkatsuki]

kaji is just so quiet, even with friends and i just.... and still i think that boy has zero shame. like you show up at his place to help with homework, and get angry bc he is playing videogames and not giving you attention!!! when you complain, he pulls you into his lap and just...... uses his free hand to drag your panties to the side and tease you until you are weak in his arms. its only hOURS later that you check your phone and sakura sent you a message letting you know the guys were on a discord call when it all happened </3 poor kid cant look into your eyes for days after it and screams at kaji in front of everyone bc "TURN YOUR FUCKING MIC OFF IF YOU ARE BUSY DAMN IT"

Screaming because I basically wrote this entire fic already with Bakugou these concepts are like a drug to me.

The most infuriating thing about it is just how easily Kaji has you coming undone for him. He’s not even paying attention to you, his fingers click clack across the keyboard almost aggressively as he manages to dominate the game one handed— and it’s not even his dominant hand. That hand is reserved for your cunt as he buries two fingers inside your fluttering hole, curling them to press against the spongy spot inside you he knows better than the back of his hand.

All you have to do is sit back and take it, your legs spread across muscular thighs as your head falls back against his shoulder. Lips wet against the side of his throat as you whimper and whine directly into his mic—

And what’s worse is he can hear the guys complaining on the call. Suo asks whether you’re enjoying yourself, Kiryu questions whether you even know the microphone is on because you’re being so noisy, Tsugeura is begging Kaji to turn his webcam on and Sugishita’s fingers against his keyboard have become far more aggressive. Soft grunts spill from his lips as he tries to focus on the game in front of him, and ignore the pretty sounds that are playing through his speakers. Enomoto is the meanest about it, telling Kaji he should be focusing on the game, and that he’s letting the team down— even though he’s winning, and Kasumi sends a string of random emojis in the open chat as he ends it with the wet symbol. And there isn’t a peep out of Sakura, although his character in the game died within the first 30 seconds of you whining through the microphone. “Turn your freaking mic off if you’re gonna— do that—”

But Kaji is focused, and intent on his goal as he continues to land kill shot after kill shot. All while keeping his fingers persistent inside your cunt. The palm of his hand rough against your clit as he buries his digits as deep as they’ll go, practically coaxing your orgasm from you as he feels you go lax against him as you cum with a desperate whine of his name.

“So fuckin’ needy.” Kaji murmurs against your temple with you limp on his lap, pulling his soaked fingers from your spent cunt as he crudely wipes them against your shorts. Ignoring your whine of irritation as he moves both hands to his keyboard to finish the game.

You’re about to drift off when you hear him tell them he’s logging off, exiting the game as he scoops you up to bring you over to his bed. His cock still desperately hard as he throbs with need and he slides into your body with minimal resistance as he prepped you well, all warm and ready for him as you try to stop yourself from falling asleep.

And you know Sakura holds this inside him for days after, letting it fester in his mind as the heat rises in his chest whenever he so much thinks about it. But of course he doesn’t tell anyone that he’s been rock hard picturing what you looked like on the other side of the screen when you were making those noises, and that he can’t get the sound of them out of his head. Shouting at Kaji for not turning his microphone off like he hasn’t been fucking his fist raw to the thought of you like that for the past week.

[behoright]

I am going feral for jealous possessive andrei

Cant wait to read it

the bane of my existence, the object of all my desires - a. svechnikov

i'm sorry this wasnt even planned but it has to be done like.....

warnings: yall know I write disgusting smut like... gross, dirty, nasty - includes but not limited to unprotected and semi public activities, dirty talk, mentions of sweat n blooood. just nasty shit. also its bad writing get over it! word count: 3.5k

LMAO so

nothing like a day off to watch your boyfriend work

 he would never say it explicitly

but andrei loved it when you spent all day around him

you both knew how crucial it was to have your own lives

and your own friends and jobs and hobbies

but he couldn't lie

when you spent all day around him, he would go crazy

there was something about you 

something about the way you moved

when you thought no one was watching or nobody cared

the way the air in the room would change whenever you walked in

and he had noticed it before

how everyone around would

adjust themselves, cough awkwardly or give him glances

part of his burning for you was just that

knowing how much you were valued 

not because how you looked necessarily

even tho he found you stunning

it was because of your essence

enthralling everyone around you

and it wasn't beyond him that that factor called for

a lot of attention

which he had been giving to you since day one

since the day he saw you and he knew no one else could have you

the cling to you the need to have you didnt come from any lack of security

it came from simple desire

indisputable and ever present, to the point where

everyone had to pretend not to see it

the intensity repelling any and all grossed out friends and teammates

he had tried, truly, at the beginning, but there was no way to dissimulate

if he had melted in presence of past women, he lit up in yours

and so far, there were no signs of slowing down

ever since he could remember, andrei never had any breaks

no way of slowing down, of letting it breathe

it was one of his biggest peaks but also downfalls

skate faster

shoot sharper

push harder

until his legs gave out and even then 

crawl and claw if he needed to get everything

every single thing he wanted

and he wasn't afraid to admit it

never arrogant, but always honest

the house, make it bigger

the car, flashier

his mother’s wrist, shinier and heavier

more wins, more

more

more of

you. as well

in quality always before than in quantity

get the best, and give yourself fully to it

invest everything you have in it and simultaneously squeeze every drop of pleasure from it

he wasn't ashamed

or apologetic about it

it was one of the things you loved most about him

and it did wonders for your relationship

so today, despite it being a relatively easy day

no traveling, no game, just practice

(which took all day for andrei, obviously)

you decided to spend it being clingy

your boyfriend's favorite word

he loved to see you watch him

it helped him focus more stay more present as he felt you closer to him

and sneak around to see you

come to the glass

give you a puck

take an extra long lunch (and nap)

it was the day of his dreams honestly

you grabbed your things as he was the last man to leave the ice

seats around you empty by now

made your way towards him

right after he was done, just how he liked it

always right after a game, a practice, a trip

there was nothing better than to see your face immediately as he was done

he didnt want a second to breathe or clear his head

all of that was done with you

the sound of your shoes echoing in the halls of the arena

matching rhythmically your heart pounding within you

every step matching every contraction, every rush of blood sent through you

you knew the walls and corners of this place like the back of your hand

the sound of muffled music waltzing around from afar

as others began their afternoon workout, you knew andrei had just finished his skating

at times it seemed like

there was no way to calm yourself down around him

but it had never been nerves you thought

always

joy

desire

wanting and needing for each other

sweat clung to him as you approached him in the empty locker room

it had been such a domestic experience by now that you knew when to be there and when to know it was only him

like clockwork

and he loved it

every time he thought about it, a smirk would adorn his face

you stood at the entrance of the room, placing your shoulder tenderly against the doorframe

a smile forming on your lips as you saw his body shift

pretending that he didn't hear you, that he didn't know you were there

but it was so simple to see the sculpture of his shoulder twitch 

stretch in the most minuscule way, letting you know he could feel you

it was like 

a magnet

no matter how far you were, if you were in the same vicinity, the polarity zapped you both

pulled you in always

the closer, the more intense the energy became

you stood still, the two of you immobile in the silence 

it seemed like forever

the aching growing stronger

both unrelenting in your posture

but he knew

he always knew you'd give in first

you noticed, in your attentiveness, the slight tremor that rolled through his back body

slight, but noticeable

you had become an expert by now at concealing your worry, letting andrei take care of himself

but it was still there deep down

had he pushed himself too far today?

was it finally the day he didn't listen to his limits?

unconsciously, you stepped forward

and taken aback by your own actions, the smallest gasp leaving your lips

he turned his head just enough for you to see his profile, a thick eyebrow arched in 

rude awakening almost

the tightening of your chest prevented any words from tumbling out, the feeling only deepening as he turned to face you fully

immediately meeting a newly formed gash on his chin

your eyes darted as you tried to remember when you could have missed this

you were there almost the whole time he was on the ice

“you see? this is why i need you always here.”

as he broke the silence, a small drop of blood began to pool at the surface of the cut

“what happened? i didn’t even…”

you failed to finish your sentence, shock, and anticipation mixing underneath your rib cage as he began to step towards you

walking slowly, molasses dripping in every movement

“imagine how bad they treat me when you are not here, Ки́са”

he muttered, his voice low, as he threw a scarlet-tinted towel on the floor

“if it was up to you, i wouldn’t leave you ever.”

you smirked, raising your chin in defiance when his walking came to a stop

you could always see the enjoyment on his face whenever he played these games

his feet planted firmly a few inches away from you

more than a couple of steps, but close enough to feel his heat

the musk that emanated out of him after getting off the ice

the mix of the cold environment and the rough maneuvers created a scent you could never find anywhere else

“what can i say? i am happiest when you are around.”

the corner of his lips pulling, smugly tugging up

there was something about the sincerity and vulnerability of his statement

combined with the way he delivered it

with that shit eating grin

the fuckboy esque aura of his appearance

oh, andrei

your boyfriend and his erotic, slow burning, sexual standoffs

“you know I can’t do that”

you replied tenderly, snickering at your own thoughts

he looked down, placing his hands on his hips

a drop of sweat hitting the ground as he inhaled deeply

audibly

a slight rasp finishing his exhale, his lungs still reflecting the hazardous workout

it took all the strength within you not to move

you had learned to view andrei as

an animal

a feline

you could open the door, but they would come in whenever they wanted

always taking his time

knowing that he could feel the neediness seeping out of you

it was consistently on his terms

you clenched your fists and let them go, leaving imprints on your palms 

waiting desperately for him to 

do something

anything

look at you

move towards you

the less you got lost in yourself, however,

the more you could him crumbling inside

his fingertips white, pressing deeply into his skin

his chest beginning to heave

“yeah, you like to come back to me, eh?”

your face dropped, the tone of his voice melting you

seeing your defenses come down

your breath deepen

had him on the edge of it all

yet, he was wise enough to have a sliver of self-control

but never for long

you couldn’t 

just

say anything

he had officially turned it from simmer to high

not causing an immediate eruption but 

the heat pooling all that desire together

and you knew it would rip out of you both forcefully once it was consistently kept on high

“what happened, baby?”

his accent was thick as he faked concern, almost mocking you 

all you could do was open your mouth, but 

nothing. not one word

he walked over to you, degradingly normally in his stroll

no different than as if he were approaching a cash register or clerk

as if he hadn't spent who knows how long toying with you

loosening your joints with every single dedicated action since you walked in 

he stopped dangerously right in front of you

close enough that 

another bead of sweat fell again

this time, hitting your own nose

he loved to see you like this, practically panting in front of him but paralyzed

he knew he couldn't show it yet

not yet

it was purposeful but not planned, at least he didn’t think so

every single moment he played it by ear

responding to your state second by second

“how do you guys say here?” 

he muttered, voice ever lower now,

“cat has your tongue?”

the taunting tensed your face

your eyes piercing his, intensely, as your jaw clenched

not yet

one second

a couple more beats

he thought

before breaking and grabbing the back of your neck harshly enough to 

make you lose your balance

but it didn't matter

his hands strong enough to 

have you

hold you

and his plump

bitten and red lips

meeting yours

raucous 

both of you inhaling

not deeply, but suddenly

overhauled by the adrenaline, the endorphins

his teeth catching your lip at the end of the kiss

just slightly

biting off some of that surface skin

his expression, completely different when you guys pulled away

eyebrows furrowed, face scrunched up in what could have been mistaken for frustration

eyes stuck on your lips

as he dived in again

so powerfully that it stung at first. it hurt from smashing his face against yours

tongues not fighting

but ramming against each other

every single millisecond

his insides moist and slippery from the hours of skating

and spitting on the ice

sticky more than anything

sticking to 

your tongue

your teeth 

your lips

so aggressively as he explored your mouth

he pulled back just as hard

whiplash in your neck

the gasps the only thing filling the room

“you did not answer.”

he says, matter of factly

much to your confusion 

“answer what, andrei?”

you ask, his hand firmly planted and keeping you from approaching him again

“cat has your tongue?”

he says, as serious as ever

“andrei, it’s a sayi-”

“let me see it.”

he interrupts

“wh-”

“open your mouth, y/n.”

your breath hitches for the millionth time as you realize what he meant this whole time

your body betrays you, your mouth slowly opening against your will

you can see 

trembling in his breath 

as you do what he ordered

his gaze unable to pick a place to 

focus on

running all over your face

your big 

doe eyes

only he got to see this submission in your look

your tongue glistening before him

he moves his other hand to the front of your throat

placing it gently but securely in the crevice where your chin meets your neck

he was

wet

everywhere

covered in sweat

before you could try to 

check any other place

to see it glint and glimmer

he 

in one swift motion

bends down and licks your tongue

his meeting yours 

flat 

right against yours

so deeply that you can feel his tastebuds

his ridges

through the thick saliva

as he does it over and over again

so feverishly, so fast 

in the mess of it all

in the middle of your storm

you taste it all

his spit, his sweat

eventually

droplets of blood that snuck inside your mouth in his ferocity

the mix metallic and 

piercing through every layer of your mouth

every layer of you

the rush of it

the tension that you both held in as he kept space between your bodies except for 

such a sacred place. Your mouths

more and deeper

haphazardly

making a mess out of you 

moans evacuating your system 

unwittingly, just the way he likes it

as he switches from licking to

fiercely kissing 

not your lips, but your tongue

open-mouthed and sloppy 

a trail of your mixed spit uniting you every single time he pulls away

beginning to groan 

his grip shaking from holding back

swallowing every single one of your moans

relentlessly 

his back straightening up as he pulls away from you breathless

watching you pant and 

inevitably he can't help but

untidyingly spit into your mouth

the thick glob of you 

mixed with every part of him. His blood, his sweat

landing on the plains of your tongue

clear dribble threaded in with pleasure and cerise 

finally coming to a stop

“боже мой”

oh my god

he whispers, his lips glistening

you stand there, frozen together

flushed

heaving in synchronicity

before he spins you around 

so quickly that the world around you doubles for a second

before you realize your feet 

your body, in midair

his strong forearms holding tightly to your midriff

before he places you in front of his locker

you can feel 

cold perspiration hitting the top of your head from his chin 

as he slithers his hands down your arms

creating a road of damp goosebumps on your skin 

interlacing his thick, calloused fingers with yours

the pruned skin of his palms coming in contact with the top of your hands tenderly

guiding you to grip the slats above his locker 

the cold, metal bars becoming slippery with the dampness that had accumulated in your grasp

andrei lets go one hand for just a second

sloppily raising your skirt to reveal your ass

holding back from ripping your underwear off with one simple gesture

instead moving it to the side

placing it securely over the curve of you body

letting him access all of your vulnerable parts

you can hear the fabric ripping off of his hips just after

as the tip of his cock

already slicked with precum 

hits you, releasing from the tight grip of his boxers

he places himself right at your entrance

his member sizzling against you

andrei’s fingers begin to explore 

up and down your cunt

“andrei.”

you moan, sharply

“you know I take care of you, принцесса”

he answers, his cheek pressed against the side of your head

you could feel your hair sticking to his damp skin

“i’m already wet, just, please.”

you start to plead, looking down in defeat

“i can feel, baby. just let me feel more.”

you could hear the entertainment in his voice as he kept his touch feather light

up and down 

circling your clit, spreading your juice on every inch of your vulva

even moving the tip of his cock, which kept pressing steadily at your entrance, to dip his touch inside

not fully, just slightly

“let me have what I gave you.”

he mutters, unable to keep his cock from twitching as the words leave his mouth

you knew him, and how he asked for things in his fashion

immediately, opening your mouth as his hand moved back to your front, swirling his fingers around the inside

“such good girl.”

he drawls out, scooping some spit from the back of your throat

a slight gag sending shivers down your spine

and placing it inside you, finally giving you an ounce on relief with his two fingers

“you see? now you already have me inside you. before I can even fuck the shit out of you right here.”

he teases, his accent shining more than ever in his cursing

the way he slightly mispronounced every word made your body loose even more

“you know if I am home, I spit in every single one of your hole.”

he whispers, bending down so you can take in every word from the shell of your ear

“andrei, please.”

this one is louder, your system alarmingly imploring for more 

your tone sending a jolt throughout his nervous system

allowing his guard down enough to groan suddenly and steadily

“you ask so nicely, Малы́шка”

your moan of exasperation relaxes as he finally drives his hips forward, his cock parting you easily and coating himself with muddle that you had become

you both tighten the grip that holds you almost perpendicularly

the bar underneath you letting you a creak just as you both exhale in pleasure

andrei wastes no time in beginning his thrusts

his humid hips slamming audibly against your ass as he moves his hand to your lower belly

pushing you back towards you even more

the grunting was unabating, jerking out of him every time he bottomed out 

at this point

you weren't even sure if you needed to be concerned about getting caught 

for a moment, you had gotten so wrapped up in him that you forgot 

the locker room

technically public

and on top of that, his workplace

it was hard to keep that fear in mind when the clench of his hands began to tighten 

right as he began to ram himself full force into you

his hard cock sending signals of delirious elation all throughout you

your sighs and moans harmonizing with his

he loved how expressive you were

it wasn't faked or exaggerated

he knew that everything that came out from between your lips was his doing that you just couldn't hold back

“andrei, babe.”

you moaned, failing to access any other part of your vocabulary

“i know, baby, I know”

he grunted out

the pit in your bellies, concurrently deepening

he couldn't stop, releasing all his tension with every shove inside you

“i know, let it out for me, yeah?”

he added

you knew you couldn’t last much longer

your thighs jiggling and trembling as you both surged and waved back and forth in unison, meeting the other’s flows

“oh, my-”

your orgasm jumped through you, your eyes squeezing shut as you clamped around andrei

feeling your ecstasy pool at the base of his cock and slowly began to dribble down his pelvis

getting caught in his pubic hair while you shook his his arms

your fingers gripping impossibly tight underneath his

it all made andrei sped up even faster

eliciting the sweetest sounds he had ever heard to rip out of your throat

your vision clouded by sweat and stars

the way your pussy clutched his member rolled andrei in his own exaltation

his muscles binding as he stiffened behind you, releasing all of himself inside your cunt with a groan that echoed throughout the locker room

your breathing stayed synced as you both came down together

worried that if you moved or let each other go that you would both tumble out on the ground

“you feel good, baby?”

he asked breathlessly, placing a sweet kiss on your temple

another drop of blood from the long forgotten gash accidentally splashing on your face

you nodded, turning around to find his rich brown eyes staring right into you

his thumb rapidly cleaning up your cheek

apologetic in his look and yet

still behind a roaring fire that never seemed to die within his gaze

“are you okay?” 

you asked, a giggle interrupting your sentence as you eyed his chin, now swelling more than ever

“I told you, I’m okay when you here always.”

[kolbalissh]

i am overstimulated and overwhelmed im feeling 900 emotions BUT this race needs a debrief - as well as the fact that i just watched barca win 5-1, with gavi coming back as a captain im feeling ALL emotions at the same time

well obviously, that was a joke of a fucking penalty - max can push him off in turn 1 and turn 55 but get no repercussions (maFIA for a reason) and its LANDO who gets a 5 second penalty because max somehow thinks he's entitled to the position being given back to him??? bro??

max is a great driver, im NOT anti max or anything thats just childish (a certain hatebase wont understand) but its shit like this is what ruins his reputation, like you do not need the stewards on your side to get a podium, you are simply capable of it as a driver - thats why its so childish to see him literally complain on radio about 'he needs to give the position back' - god forbid a driver actually races 😻

i got a bone to pick with oscar too, boy you are on my last nerve - he is nowhere near being a number 2 driver, but that doesn't mean he's qualified to be a number 1 driver either, he is simply not experienced enough and thats a fact, letting charles just go through instead of defending not only your own p2, but landos lead is such a bum move because we all know how good you can defend, and that too against leclerc

lando has played the team card every time, even in baku holding off max, but you cant even bother to keep charles off thats such bullshit - like i get it, you dont wanna play the number 2 driver but you ARE and thats not changing, and yes you and lando are much closer in terms of skill but even then you have to play by the team rules, especially when needed

am i saying that lando deserved P1 today? no, leclerc was phenomenal with how he pulled that off at the beginning and thats a well deserved win even if im not a charles fan by a mile like i just dgaf about him like that BUT i at least have the decency to recognise hard work where its due , and he did that (tyre management goes crazy) - but lando worked hard too, and it was simply robbed off of him and that fucking blows

man the only thing good was george and his amazing pull to p6 unbothered king energy and carlos and his crazy weekend finishing off strong with a p2, im so proud of u chilli love you so much

its usually silly to say 'oh he deserved better' when it comes to sport especially races, because its not about what you deserve but what you are capable of, so it genuinely sucks because lando did show he was capable and yet it was taken away from him, he actually deserved better today

okay enough ranting i can breathe a little now

[starsofang]

Dear Angie I think I have scared a lot of people today because of the shriek I made when I saw the update and all the other ones I made through reading the chapter while I was standing in line with my friend so she could have a book signed by an author, some people lokked at me with funny faces and my friend now has a bruised in her arm because I gripped it so hard to shake her.

But we'll to the important part the chapter, first, I fucking hate Graves your description made me freaking gag I hope he dies a horrible death the one that Price said seems fitting.

Now, I can not talk about this chapter without going through it chronologically because so much happened in it. “Dove, it’s okay. Just listen to my voice, alright? I’m right here.” Gaz, being the first one to talk to her, makes so much sense because to me, he seems the most love struck by her. “The telescope,” Ghost said, voice low. “He’s talkin’ about the telescope.” How did Ghost know? Does he know what the poem means? Has he told Price or not? Or maybe Graved talked to him in his head earlier? I hope it's the last one. “Don’t fuckin’ talk to him,” Soap hissed, scowling. You say it to him, Johnny, defend your boyfriend. You instantly shifted your eyes to look at Gaz, ... You knew why he was having a hard time—you gifted the telescope to him, ... It was something he treasured, something he didn’t want to let go of. My poor Gaz, I can't, I'm going to steal it from Graves just to give it back to you, my baby boy. “Attagirl,” he praised, calming your nerves. Price you call me that again and I'm going fucking feral I'm a sucker for that pet name. “It’s my fault she’s marked. So long as she gets fixed up, I could care less about bein’ thrown into a cell. I’m with Price,” he finished. GOD, I'M A SUCKER FOR THESE INTERACTIONS, MY FAVOURITE EMOTIONAL CONSTIPATED BABY IS TRYING HIS BEST GIVE HIM A GOLDEN STAR.

Now now now now the Price kiss is just the best, I cant stand it, all that dialoge, how you described the kiss (I supposed that it was her first so I missed that it wasn't awkward but it was amazing best). “I am not an emotional man,” he murmured quietly, seeming just as unsure as you were. “I make very stupid decisions and take paths I shouldn’t take. One of them is tellin’ me to kiss you, and I’m not sure if that’s alright.” Well, man, let your intrusive thoughts win already. KISS HER PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU. “Gaz tried to when I gifted him the telescope,” yeah... try... I don't know who fault that was right, Angie. “I hope that is okay.” Darling it is, they are all fucking each other. Price broke out into a smile, huffing out a breathy laugh. “So long as he did not beat me to it.” Angie, I know you remark this so many times, so we remember what we could have had, but that you take it away, and I don't know how to feel.

I hope that Gaz and Soap are the first thing that Y/N sees when they wake up. I need some time with them because he haven't had time with the reader.

Now, this fun fact is accompanied by an image of how I imagine Price's quarters. So the fun fact is that the beds in any ship are built in the walls so they don't move because imagine being in a ship with a normal bed, it would end in the other end of the room, so that way is less dangerous. And from the medieval era to the early 20th Century the closet bed (witch is just a bed built in a closet) was surprisingly popular across Europe. I suspect that the fact that the beds in the ships are built like that comes from the closet bed, but I haven't really looked into it or researched it.

This is what a bed in a ship used to look like.

They were normally individual, even the captain's one. But because Price is fucking massive (like the other three) and for future parts of the story 👀 I changed it for a double bed with a more intricate wood work (I headcanon that his ship is his pride and that even if it is small it is really beautiful and gorgeous). So this is the one that I imagine.

And for the layout of his quarters, I imagine it like this.

The bed would be at the right of the desk, and the rest for me is perfect for him. At this point, I'm just going to make a Pinterest board with all my references photos because they are a lot.

To finish, thank you for the early chapter. You feed us extremely well, and we appreciate it, love you so much 🩵💖🩵

PLSSS DON’T TRAUMATIZE YOUR FRIENDS (that’s so me tho, i do exactly that when a fic i love is updated LMFOAOS)

i said this in another ask, but i had to make graves a nasty freak because unfortunately, his game character is one i like even if he’s a bad guy 😫 had to do it for my sanity

gaz is 100% the most lovestruck and much more open about it, he’s a very gentle lover imo. all of them (ghost is a progress) have a very special feeling thing going on, it’s all different but in their own lil ways.

my thought process with ghost knowing about the telescope is that he knows the prophecy like the back of his hand, given that it’s detrimental to him. the verse in the prophecy about a looking glass for ocean eyes is 100% what he first thought of graves wanting, and the telescope is pretty important in the prophecy. it was more of a ‘he immediately knows’ kinda moment since he has the prophecy engraved in his head.

“they’re all fucking each other” goodbyeeee that line had me on the floor

y’all were mad about the almost gaz kiss but price got it instead 😜 a win in my books

the BED!!! hello, i absolutely can envision his bed/quarters looking like. i 100% agree with you on the fact he takes pride in his ship, because that’s ALL he has, that’s his entire life, and hello they’re pirates obviously there’s thievery going on for them to have the funds to do it. UGH those pictures are so pretty, i’m absolutely going to imagine that now every time i write about it. if u make a pinterest board i HAVE to see it.

MWAH I LOVE YOU, THANK YOU FOR YOUR LOVE AS ALWAYS POOKIE

[bordysbae]

the lack of jack requests is astounding!! could you please do “i need you right now” with him? fluff, angst, whole new genre, truly not picky i just love him— also love your writing!!

“bad day”

jack hughes x reader

word count: 0.6k

as you start to doze off while watching a movie on the couch, you hear the door open and a pair of keys fall into the glass bowl. you know jacks home from work but you just cant wake yourself up to greet him. you then hear the sound of a bag thump as it hits the floor and immediately jump awake. "oh sorry babe, i didn't mean to scare you" he says softly, as he walks over to the side of the couch and gives you a kiss on the top of your head. "it's alright" you smile while rubbing your eyes. "shit i'm sorry! did i wake you up?" "yeah but it's okay don't worry. how was practice?" you ask. he starts walking into the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. "horrible" he says slightly louder so you can still hear him.

"what why?" you ask, scooting so that there's room for jack to come and sit down. he walks in with a glass of water and sits next to you. as he sits down he lets out a loud sigh and you can tell somethings up. “what’s wrong jack, tell me.” "we're doing horribly, it just feels like some of the guys are barely putting in any effort and we have a game in two days. i just feel unprepared, and literally my whole body hurts from practice" he sighs again, but more quietly this time. “is there anything i can do to help you?” “anything. i just need you right now.” "oh baby come here" you say as you sit up right crossing your legs on top of each other like a child. jack sits up as well and he turns facing the front door, and you begin rubbing his neck, back, and shoulders.

he immediately begins relaxing and you can feel the tension in his muscles loosening. "you are genuinely the best thing to ever happen to me" he says softly. "oh shut up" you chuckle as you kiss the back of his head and continue rubbing his back. "how's nico feeling? does he feel unprepared as well?" you ask him. "yeah, he was the first person i talked to about this whole situation. he said that tomorrow he's gonna start confronting the guys who are slacking off. we really need to win our next game" he says while sipping his water. "let me make you some tea so you can relax, and maybe we can finish this movie i fell asleep to" you say getting up and walking over to the kitchen.

you begin to heat up the water and you look around the kitchen corner to see jacks eyes shut. you turn off the stove and leave the kettle full of water in the kitchen. you quietly walk over to jack and gently poke him, "jack why don't we go to bed, you're already falling asleep and i haven't even been gone for 3 minutes" you chuckle. "ughhh” he groans and slowly gets up from the couch. you guys walk into the bedroom and jack immediately lays down on the bed, while you go into the connected bathroom to start getting ready. as you're brushing your teeth you see jack walk into the bathroom, and he wraps his arms around your waist from behind, as well as lays his head on top of yours. “hi” he says sleepily. “hi sleepy boy” you smile at him through the mirror as he very gently kisses your hair. once you both finish up in the bathroom you climb into the cold bed, not knowing just how cold the sheets are. "jesus christ the sheets are freezing!" you exclaim, quickly curling up into a ball. "well i have a solution to that.” jack says as he pulls you under his arm and into his bare chest. "any warmer?" he asks you. "very much so" you smile and shut your eyes, letting yourself fall into a calm sleep.

[russellius]

don't know if this will be of interest to anyone, but here are the links to every f1 press pen interview of george's from this 2023 season, because i like having shit in one place for giffing / archive purposes :

PRE-SEASON testing

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-bouncing-more-under-control-than-last-year.1758737580087479232.html

BAHRAIN 🇧🇭

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-admits-mercedes-arent-yet-extracting-the-full-potential-from-their-new-car.1759364740152238190.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-p6-is-a-positive-after-friday-shocker-for-mercedes-in-bahrain.1759456130540374750.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-race-performance-was-back-to-reality-for-mercedes.1759551622251197029.html

SAUDI 🇸🇦

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-mercedes-needs-to-jump-on-the-right-path-as-soon-as-possible-to-bring-the-team-back-to-the-top.1760542353585431520.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.mercedes-need-to-understand-if-new-direction-is-the-correct-one-says-russell-after-friday-practice.1760643458615045397.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-starting-p3-is-a-lot-more-than-we-could-have-expected-coming-into-the-weekend.1760732402610555221.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.must-see-george-russell-discovers-hes-been-promoted-to-the-podium-mid-interview.1760823795074936205.html

https://www.tumblr.com/russellius/712789614200504320/post-race-2023-saudi-arabian-gp

AUSTRALIA 🇦🇺

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-predicts-mercedes-will-qualify-between-p5-and-p8-if-we-pull-everything-together.1761864906527678572.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.bring-on-tomorrow-russell-says-p2-and-p3-in-qualifying-is-a-pretty-exceptional-result-for-mercedes-in-melbourne.1761956443775175380.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-sums-up-his-australian-gp-after-dnf-when-its-not-your-day-its-not-your-day.1762045034414152994.html

BAKU 🇦🇿

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.no-reason-we-cant-fight-back-on-sunday-insists-russell-after-just-missing-out-on-q3.1764432998277483526.html

shootout

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-p4-in-the-sprint-shootout-exceeded-our-expectations.1764505269639748987.html

sprint

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-here-to-fight-here-to-win-after-baku-battle-with-verstappen.1764524422609111177.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-disappointed-after-letting-positions-slip-on-the-restart-p5-was-on-the-cards.1764606170613341519.html

MIAMI 🇺🇸

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-explains-how-he-went-from-quickest-in-first-practice-to-just-15th-in-fp2.1765098282659277935.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-taking-no-pride-in-p6-grid-slot-in-miami.1765182062571981833.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-reveals-his-miami-finish-exceeded-his-expectations-after-really-satisfying-race.1765275546051145008.html

MONACO 🇲🇨

thursday:

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-things-are-pointing-in-the-right-direction-for-mercedes.1766873821333085517.html

friday:

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-wary-unique-challenge-of-monaco-could-cause-trouble-for-mercedes-if-midfield-rivals-nail-qualifying.1766975755191762268.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.disappointed-russell-admits-he-overdrove-a-little-bit-in-hunt-for-lap-time-in-qualifying.1767064084506681443.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-im-kicking-myself-one-small-mistake-cost-us-a-podium.1767155328144490418.html

SPAIN 🇪🇸

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-on-turn-13-changes-in-barcelona-its-gone-from-one-of-the-worst-corners-in-f1-to-one-of-the-best.1767609440901463865.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.fine-details-george-russell-on-reasons-he-missed-out-on-q3-in-barcelona.1767698081557429598.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-says-mercedes-hard-work-truly-paying-off-after-new-upgrades-help-seal-double-podium-in-spain.1767789719133796909.html

CANADA 🇨🇦

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-montreal-circuit-couldnt-be-more-contrasting-to-barcelona.1768812612707908804.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-insists-we-cant-read-too-much-into-the-timings-after-mercedes-go-1-2-in-second-practice.1768902776843075390.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-admits-he-was-surprised-to-be-as-high-as-p5-in-qualifying.1768987310926274664.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.a-small-mistake-with-massive-consequences-russell-on-hitting-the-wall-in-montreal.1769070906536962218.html

AUSTRIA 🇦🇹

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.all-is-not-lost-insists-russell-after-qualifying-outside-the-top-10-in-austria.1770146739395722442.html

sprint shootout

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-reveals-hydraulics-failure-hampered-his-sprint-shootout-as-he-is-knocked-out-in-sq2.1770214480638978210.html

sprint

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-explains-why-he-was-the-first-to-make-the-call-to-pit-for-slicks-in-the-sprint.1770235103277959515.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-here-we-were-nowhere-we-need-to-look-into-it.1770323247411229309.html

BRITAIN 🇬🇧

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-expects-step-in-the-right-direction-from-mercedes-silverstone-upgrades.1770677588540089326.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.definitely-not-our-finest-friday-admits-russell-as-mercedes-struggle-for-pace-on-opening-day-at-silverstone.1770781633446488238.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.gap-to-second-row-gutting-for-russell-after-p6-in-silverstone-qualifying.1770866931138469236.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-its-always-frustrating-when-a-safety-car-scuppers-your-race.1770962004294446475.html

HUNGARY 🇭🇺

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-tyre-run-plan-means-friday-lap-times-dont-give-a-true-representation-of-mercedes-pace.1772050019825592756.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.we-got-completely-screwed-on-the-last-lap-russell-distraught-after-missing-chance-to-fight-for-pole.1772135121701147428.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.you-couldnt-ask-for-much-more-russells-run-from-p18-on-the-grid-to-p6-very-satisfying.1772227037993183398.html

SPA 🇧🇪

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-suggests-mercedes-had-more-pace-than-mclaren-in-budapest.1772579793039861935.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-admits-mercedes-were-nowhere-after-dynamic-qualifying-session-in-belgium.1772683023876045880.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-on-his-sprint-shootout-it-was-a-total-mess-from-start-to-finish-bad-bad-session.1772755188871806007.html

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.a-pretty-rubbish-weekend-so-far-george-russell-reflects-on-his-efforts-at-spa-francorchamps.1772777254218071236.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-ive-never-experienced-a-race-weekend-like-this-in-my-whole-career.1772859146795597759.html

ZANDVOORT 🇳🇱

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-eyeing-top-5-grid-slot-at-zandvoort-to-put-him-in-the-fight-for-the-top-spots-on-race-day.1775218325374070191.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-really-pleased-with-p3-after-doing-simple-things-right-in-zandvoort-qualifying.1775306134471495609.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-reveals-his-race-ended-with-a-puncture-after-racing-incident-with-norris.1775403558925916528.html

MONZA 🇮🇹

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-happy-to-put-pen-to-paper-on-new-mercedes-contract.1775750088296983983.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.even-to-get-to-q3-is-going-to-be-a-tight-battle-predicts-russell.1775857608361471397.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-exceeded-expectations-with-p4-on-the-grid-at-monza.1775943332821543086.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-leaves-monza-not-satisfied-but-reckons-p5-was-the-maximum.1776033267886005545.html

SINGAPORE 🇸🇬

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-upbeat-after-mercedes-best-friday-of-the-year-so-far-in-singapore.1777119384857139606.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-bullish-after-taking-p2-in-qualifying-we-can-definitely-win-tomorrow.1777208479306427788.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.distraught-russell-lost-for-words-after-last-lap-dnf-while-he-was-chasing-victory.1777299212197506021.html

JAPAN 🇯🇵

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.a-street-circuit-bites-when-you-make-a-mistake-george-russell-reflects-on-singapore-crash.1777618145983146151.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.always-shocking-when-you-see-the-gap-george-russell-reflects-on-japanese-gp-qualifying.1777814403822742053.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-happy-with-close-encounters-with-team-mate-hamilton-at-suzuka-its-all-part-of-racing.1777903191963151756.html

QATAR 🇶🇦

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-expecting-to-have-a-fight-on-our-hands-in-sundays-grand-prix-with-the-quick-mclarens-behind.1779034916895250842.html

shootout

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-expecting-an-exciting-sprint-after-taking-p4-in-the-shootout.1779110456762264995.html

sprint

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-finished-where-we-deserved-after-leading-the-sprint-before-coming-home-p4.1779125589048741817.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-bitterly-disappointed-after-lap-1-clash-with-team-mate-hamilton.1779217649499028000.html

AUSTIN 🇺🇸

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.ive-only-just-begun-george-russell-could-reach-a-major-milestone-this-weekend.1780212561472351661.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-pleased-with-p5-in-qualifying-after-being-off-the-pace-at-cota.1780318517738696608.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-reveals-distracting-radio-problem-in-the-sprint-shootout.1780392922477149534.html

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-admits-his-penalty-for-passing-piastri-off-track-was-fair.1780410262602254470.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-brands-us-grand-prix-a-missed-opportunity.1780493928635488669.html

MEXICO 🇲🇽

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-surprised-by-unexpected-cars-quicker-then-mercedes-in-friday-practice.1780956605506862128.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.we-got-it-wrong-others-got-it-right-russell-frustrated-with-up-and-down-mercedes-pace.1781039965175416961.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-reveals-brake-issues-made-his-mexico-race-one-of-survival.1781131795642646324.html

BRAZIL 🇧🇷

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.interlagos-will-always-hold-a-special-place-in-my-heart-george-russell-on-sao-paulo-victory-12-months-on.1781470961347683296.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-on-qualifying-in-brazil-ive-never-ever-seen-a-change-of-weather-so-drastic.1781573475215714288.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-promises-it-will-be-eyes-forward-on-lando-after-taking-p4-in-the-sprint-shootout.1781647990813793655.html

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-hoping-cooler-temperatures-on-sunday-will-make-massive-difference-to-mercedes-pace.1781665433288359249.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-explains-his-dnf-after-by-far-the-slowest-weekend-of-our-year.1781753339476627390.html

VEGAS 🇺🇸

thursday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.george-russell-confident-mercedes-wont-endure-another-gruelling-weekend.1782699217223788979.html

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-raring-to-get-racing-in-spectacular-las-vegas-after-first-day-of-running-on-the-new-track.1782814182919213860.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.tyres-a-concern-for-russell-but-the-briton-very-satisfied-with-vegas-qualifying-performance.1782894051779886136.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-on-his-collision-with-verstappen-totally-my-fault-and-totally-changed-the-race.1782982648550865976.html

ABU DHABI 🇦🇪

friday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-excited-for-qualifying-after-encouraging-practice-pace-in-abu-dhabi.1783460861225917760.html

saturday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-targets-podium-and-beating-ferrari-in-abu-dhabi-season-finale.1783551531729022265.html

sunday

https://www.formula1.com/en/latest/video.russell-brands-podium-finish-in-abu-dhabi-one-of-my-strongest-races-of-the-year.1783643541027608984.html

[mischiefmaker615]

Loki request: Y/N convincing Loki to let her glam him up.

Get Seated

Note: didn't know this could turn out dirty but somehow it did LOL

Rating: R

‘’’pleasssssssse??’’

Loki sighed in frustration as he kept walking down the halls, trying to tune out his girlfriend that trailed along behind him in yet another attempt to have her way. ‘’despite the way I love to hear you beg darling, for the last time Y/N, I. don’t. want. too.’’

‘’but why not?’’ you pout as your legs try to keep up with his longer ones ‘’you looked so amazing at the gala, what’s a little extra?- annndd you don’t even have to go out after, I just want to see what the finishing result is..’’ you beg and nearly bump into him when he comes to a halt to steer back to look at you.

‘’your version of this activity normally is suites best for females.’’ He reminded and bent down so he was more eye level with you, making you bit your lip with a blush as his blue eyes hold your own. ‘’Y/N darling, from all the images you show me on your Midgardian device.. pinterester..or.. whatever the place is called- they are impressive, and the work you do on yourself in your free time makes you drop dead gorgeous all the more.. but face paint isn’t for me.’’

‘’its makeup, face paint makes it sound like its more for clowns.’’ You pout and straighten up to try to seem more in charge of this all but his smirk told you, you weren’t going to come close to his height but you decided to move on anyway. ‘’..its sometimes difficult to do certain styles and looks id like to try on myself because it depends on angles and whatnot- even the hairstyles can be tricky if I cant reach the back so seeing the finishing result on someone else gives me a good idea before I waste time on myself-‘’

Loki’s eyes were less than amused as you pretty much repeated your reasons from the fifth time this morning. He was just as stubborn as you were and depending on the situation really depended on who would win in the end. Seeing how he wasn’t going to budge, you sigh in defeat and look away from him, mischief hinting in your eyes as you were prepared to do something dangerous.

‘’fine then.. I guess I could ask someone else, but I need to work on long hair.. perhaps Thor would-‘’

A hand on your wrist cut you off as Loki raised your arm and backed you up, pinning your hand above your head as your back met the wall, your other hand resting on his chest automatically as his eyes were dangerously close to yours. There was a long pause, the only sound that came from you both were your breathing as his eyes slowly looked you over. You weren’t afraid, you knew your boyfriend had his jealous moments he needed to work on, and most of the time it ended in sex so you definitely weren’t complaining there. You felt his hand slowly release yours as both his hands came up to trap you against the hall, resting on either side of your head as you innocently look up at him.

‘’… fine. But I’m not going out in public in anything and you must abide by my condition.’’

You bit your lip nervously as you looked up at him, his hungry gaze having you squirm as you seemed to shrink from where you stood. ‘’.. what condition?’’

His smirk made you want to rethink the whole thing.

~~~

‘’y-you’re making it e-extremely difficult you know, gods forbid I poke your eye out.’’

You stammer as you try to apply once more the eye liner without getting distracted by his smug smirk, let alone his hands that caressed your thighs and hips, and his throbbing cock that twitched as he held you in place while you straddled his lap.

There was only a small argument where you had to convince him to let you style his hair in the bathroom before you both ‘get seated’, and luckily he obliged where you got to curl his beautiful black hair in loose curls. Of course he had to torture you for winning that battle where he would constantly make you rise and fall on his cock when you needed to switch out make up brushes and twitch whenever he saw a hint of your face getting ready to concentrate. Gods how could you love and hate someone at the same time sometimes..

‘’you’re the one who agreed to the deal my dear, its not my fault you have poor concentration.’’ He lightly mocked and you rethought of poking his eye out.

You decided to go with a gold and black look, using his fine cheekbones to your advantage to and almost forgot this look was suppose to be for yourself in the end.. but he worked it SO well! You went light, being a man you didn’t want him to look like he stepped out of drag, but even then you were proud of yourself as you managed to get the final touches done before you felt your orgasm knocking on your door.

‘’a-all done.’’ You breathed out, having a light sweat as you held back your pleasure to get the job done, knowing Loki knew if you were to come, he would instantly stop things to finish what you both have unintendedly started- or some of us anyway.

‘’alright darling, it didn’t take as long as I thought it would,’’

Bastard

‘’might you hand me the mirror?’’ he asked innocently, lifting you up and down agonizingly slowly to keep you on the brink of orgasm and your legs shivered at the sensation as you glanced to the nightstand where you had kept everything to work. Grabbing it, he kept the slow rhythm as you turned it for him and he moved his face to each side to see what you have done.

Knowing your boyfriend a bit by now, you could tell he was hiding a smile as he nodded with a hum ‘’I’m not saying we should go out darling, especially since I love the idea of remaining here for the rest of the day,’’ he smirked, twitching his cock in you that nearly made you drop the mirror ‘’but you have fine art skills love, with the suit I wore at the gala, it would be a fine look indeed’’ he smiled, pleased in more ways than one as you smiled triumphantly.

‘’so you really like it?’’

‘’I love it darling, and I know if it were on yourself, I’d ravish you all the more’’ he praised and rewarded you with a grind, your hands now gripping his shoulders but he stopped his movements just to tease and you pouted. ‘’of course darling, make up or no makeup, we both know how this usually ends..’’ he hinted with a husky tone as you fought his hands on your hips to try to grind but his grip held you in place.

‘’L-Loki..pleasssee…’’

Loki closed his eyes as he took a breath, his thumbs rubbing your bare skin in small circles before he raised his hips again into you.

‘’I so love it when you beg…’’