#cant feel my legs cant feel my hand felt like throwing up and having a heart attack for most of the day

[kimmkitsuragi]

i cant say today was my worst prejury submission experience but it's definitely up there

[h0efor2ho]

Playtime

Yunho X Reader ( ft Wooyoung & Mingi )

WC : 1.4K of p0rn with very little plot ; not proofread

TW : Unprotected intercourse ( wrap it up kids ) Cockwarming, Exhibition (being listened to) Dirty Talk, Name calling ( Slut ) Praise, Use of nic name ( Baby, princess, pretty )

"Shhh baby, you don't want the rest of the guys to hear you do you? Don't want them to know what a little slut you actually are" Yunho says as he adjusts both of you in his gaming chair. You whimper in response as you feel his thick cock shift inside you. 

You're trying to wrap your head around how you ended up in this position. Yunho was having his normal weekly gaming night with Wooyoung and Mingi and you had been peacefully reading your book laying on his bed. 40 minutes ago he called you over to sit on his lap, saying he needed some good luck. One thing led to another and here you were straddling his hips, his hard dick buried in your cunt.

"Woo over there by that wall" Yunho says into his headset as he looks over your shoulder. Your head nuzzled into his neck as you try not to pant and whine too loud. His arms caging you in as he looks at his screen. His long pretty hands pressing the buttons on his keyboard. "Yuyu" you whimper into the side of his neck as you try and hold still. The ache between your legs becoming to much for you. "Shh babe" he coos at you as his hand comes up to push on your back, trying to muffle your voice.

 All it does is shift your body forward, Yunho's cock shifting inside you hitting places that have you seeing start. A strangled moan leaving your lips as you throw your head back, the same time Yunho lets out a sharp gasp. The sound echoing through his room. "What was that?" you hear Mingi ask through the head set. Your chest heaving as you lean back looking at Yunho with wide eyed. A playful smirk plastered across his mouth as he says "Oh that was just Y/N. She apparently cant sit on my cock with out moaning like a needy whore" You feel your face heat under the blush that spreads across it.

"Yunho" you whisper yell at him. "Dude..... you have her sitting on your cock right now? While we're playing?" you hear Wooyoung say through the mic. "I sure do. She couldn't help herself, grinding all over me before" "YUNHO!" you shriek as you bury your face back into his shoulder. "What?" He chuckles "I told you to be quiet or they would hear you" You huff and try to lift your self up and off his lap, but you don't get far before his arm is wrapped around your waist pulling you back down. "Oh no where do you think you're going baby?" Another needy moan slipping past your lips as you slide back down on his shaft. Yunho lets out the same. "Oh did you like that baby? Fuck feels so good" 

"Yuyu" you whisper breathlessly. "oh you can't. Hold on" You watch as Yunho removes his head set and unplugs them, plugging in a few new wires and pushing a few buttons before he asks "Can you hear me" followed by both Mingi and Wooyoung's voice filling the room. The horror you felt must have been all over your face because Yunho chuckles "They said they couldn't hear you babe. We want to be good friend's now don't we and let them listen" You knew this was his way of asking you if you were okay with this. You knew if you said no, he would shut it down. Yunho had never done anything to make you even close to uncomfortable.

But you couldn't deny the shock of pure pleasure that shot through you when you figured out that they could hear you, and you them. "Yes" you said softly "Want to be good for all of you" As soon as the words left your mouth three things happened. 1) You heard all the air leave Wooyoung's lungs. 2)Mingi let out the neediest groan and 3) The biggest smile crept its self across Yunhos face. "That's my girl" he said as he leaned in a placed the sweetest kiss to your lips. "Now move for them baby" he says against your lips "let them hear all your pretty sounds." 

And you do. You would do anything this man said right now If it kept you feeling this way. Slowly you begin to pick up your hips, dragging yourself up his length before coming back down again. Little mews and moans leaving your lips as you look at Yunho watching you, his hands grabbing your hips. Slowly you pick up speed, bouncing on his lap faster, harder, pulling grunts of pleasure from his throat as he tried to control himself. 

You on the other hand have lost all sense of self preservation and are a moaning, whining mess as you fuck yourself on your boyfriends dick. "God she sounds so good" Mingi deep voice grunts through the speakers in the room and you have know doubt in your mind that he has his cock in his hand listing to you. "So good" Wooyoung coo's back. Your walls tighten at their praise sending a moan slipping from Yunhos lips. 

"Fuck baby you like that? You like them telling you how good you sound?" He asks, his hips jerking up to meet your body. You shake your head enthusiastically. "They can't hear you princess, use your words or have you gone dumb on me? Hmm?" "Yess" you moan out "Yes I like it yuyu" your hands snacking up his body to rest on his shoulders, giving yourself leverage to fuck yourself on him harder. 

"Fu- fuck" Mingi moans "She sounds so pretty" The sound of your panting and your thighs slapping agains Yunhos hips fills the room along with the pants and whimpers from the speakers. "You should see how pretty she looks" Yunho breaths out "Maybe one day you can show Mingi baby, show him how well you ride cock" Your body heats up and your core clenches around him at the thought of his best friend watching you fuck him "Oh Mingi I think she likes that idea" 

"Do you pretty? You like the idea of me being there? I like the idea" Mingi groans out, the tell tail sound of slapping filling the room lets you know either him or Woo are jerking them self to you and it elights another sensation of pleasure in you. "Hey what about me?" Woo whines "Well see about you" Yunho laughs. "Yuyu im-" His hand comes up to cup your cheek "I know baby, I know me too"  he says as he lifts his hips to meet you. His other hand sneaks between your bodies and finds your bundle of nerves "Just let go for me baby" 

It doesn't take long, between Yunho thrusting up into you, hitting that sweet spot just right, his finger in your clit rubbing circles just the way you like and Mingi and Wooyoung's groans and pants filling the room you are sent over the edge. Your body jerking forward till you were flat against Yunhos chest. Clamping down on his cock, your walls flutter around him just as he shoves back inside you and stills. His cock twitching as he fills you with his load. 

The both of you reaching the loudest you have been the whole time, followed by the sound of Mingis deep grunts filling the room letting you know he followed behind the two of you. The only tell of Woo finishing was the heavy panting from his end. You stayed pressed up against Yunhos chest as his hand came up to stroke your back, helping you calm down. The reality of what you just did washes over you and you bury your face in his chest. Embarrassment eating away at you. 

It's Wooyoung who breaks the silence first. "Ughh, I'll talk to you guys later.. Gotta clean up. Bye" and with a quick click he's gone. Its Mingi who lets out a chuckle after that "You got him all embarrassed there pretty" You shift to look at Yunhos computer screen, like you half expected to actually see your boyfriends 6ft blond best friend looking back at you. "Didn't mean to" yo mutter out. "Awww don't go getting all shy now baby. Don't forget we promised Mingi he could see just how well you ride remember" 

You look up at Yunho, meeting his big chocolate brown eyes and that sweet smile and you instantly melt. "Yea pretty, I want to witness that first hand" you hear Mingi say. You nod your head yes up at Yunho before remembering Mingi cant hear you. "Yea.. okay" you say softly. A smile forming on your face as Yunho leans down to place a kiss onto of your head, you think to your self, what did you get yourself into?

Part 2 ?

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

[cherriesformatt]

alone || matt sturniolo

matt x fem!reader

summary: reader is exited to pickup matt from the airport after long time not seeing each other

warnings: fluff, maybe a little suggestive

word count: 1k

a/n: wow I had kind of a break but hi how r u guys a little something while I am trying to get back to writing

I was so exited that I did not even care how bad traffic at LAX was even at late evening. After two long weeks without seeing each other I was on my way to pick up Matt from the airport. I was happy he got to get away from LA life and spend his birthday with his family but now I literally couldn't wait any longer to see him. I parked my car in front of the right terminal and looked around trying to find him in the crowd. I texted him quickly where I was so he could spot me.

I smile as I see him walking in my direction and I open my trunk so he can throw his bag in there. I knew how much he hated airports so I wasn't even surprised by his annoyed expression. But as soon as he opened the passenger doors I was met with my favorite smile in the whole world.

"Hi.... I missed you so much" I smiled and leaned in to give him quick kiss but in the same time I heard beeping of a car behind us.

"Oh my fucking god... let's get out of here first baby" He said and patted my thigh gently.

I nod and started to drive while starting directions to his house on the car screen.

"I missed you to y/n... thank you for coming to pick me up" He said and he rested his palm on my leg and I smiled.

"Of course... I couldn't wait to see you. There is food on the back seat for you and this drink is for you as well I figured you will be hungry" I said looking at him for a second.

"I love you so much you do not even know" He groaned as he reached for the bag into the backseat.

"I know I know...." I laughed.

"How was the flight? Wait... is that like your first time flying by yourself?" I asked.

I was pretty sure it was actually the first time they all are in different part of the world.

"Actually yes and it wasn't bad I just really couldn't wait to see you. That was too long. I hate your job for not letting you to take time off. My mom was so sad you weren't there" He said and it made my face drop a little.

"I know... me too I am so sad I wasn't there for your birthday but at least you guys had a great trip and I am glad you had your birthday there" I said.

We talked while Matt ate his lunch and we were getting through the traffic. When I finally parked the car on his driveway I jumped out of the car and I walked around. The second he stepped out I wrapped my arms around him.

"Hello baby..." He kissed my head wrapping his arms around me as well and then he leaned in to properly kiss me. Finally.

I closed my eyes as I felt warm feeling in my body. I missed his touch and presence so much. I slipped my hand into his hair but there wasn't much to grip now since he cut them so much shorter now. I smile as we broke the kiss.

"Let's het inside..."He said and he kissed my head again before stepping away. I took trash from the car as he took his bag and we went in.

"You hear this?" He asked me and I frowned as we were met with quiet.

"Exactly... quiet.."He laughed.

I cant help but laugh as well. I do not think there was a time we were here alone for more than few hours.

"Did you clean up the house? Are you crazy woman?" He asked dropping his bag and looking around.

"I wanted the house to be nice when you come back and for us to spend time together not cleaning the mess you guys left" I said.

"You did not have to do that...Thank you you are the best" He said and hugged me again.

"I could just stay like this for the next week that we have there alone but I need to go take a shower" He said.

I looked at him and nod and he took his bag and went to his bedroom. I followed his figure and I sat on the bed as he opened his bag.

"You can go take a shower and I can unpack your bag... is it all clean?" I asked smiling.

"You do not have to do that..." he said looking at me.

"Matt... please just go take the shower so we can cuddle and I will do that it will take 5 minutes" I said.

"Okay, okay" He laughed.

"It is all clean" He added and he took his hoodie off and tossed it to the hamper.

As he went to take a shower I did put away his clothes and took the luggage to the closet downstairs and came back to his room.

I laid on my back scrolling on instagram when he came back to the room and fell on the bed next to me.

His hair was wet now and he was wearing pajama pans and cropped tee. The one that made me crazy every time. I was actually wearing my pajamas as well because I got ready for bed before picking him up. I was wearing pajama shorts and top.

"Oh you know what you're doing don't you?" I asked as I quickly straddle his lap. He smiled back at me and his hands traveled to my bare thighs sending shivers down my spine.

"Said you..." He poke my belly and I shook my head at him.

"You are insane actually I am not doing anything" I said.

"You do not have to do much baby..." He said and brought me down so he could kiss me.

"mmm...and you can be as loud as you can how cool is that" He said in between the kisses and it just made me even more exited.

Having Matt all to myself without anyone was going to be my favorite time we had together and I already knew that.

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

Can i request a hotch fic where he and reader had a fight but they cant sleep if the one isnt in bed with them so they end up cuddling and its just fluff🥰

fem!plus size reader, wc: 525.

a/n: i really hope that you guys can feel the playful and kind of "crack-fic" undertones that are in this fic because i felt like back to back angst might kill me! 😭

You really needed to stop being impulsive when you were mad.

You attempted to shift off of the loose spring in the sofa that was digging into your back, but reigned unsuccessful because another one just ended up digging into your shoulder.

Now that you were lying here and had time to reflect on the course of tonight's events, you realize that you may have acted a little ridiculous.

You and Aaron didn't really fight a lot. Sure there were arguments or light bickering here and there, but that wasn't anything unexpected to come from two lovers.

But this total fucking blowout takes the cake.

It started over nothing really, the wrong comment on the wrong night; which then turned into nitpicking and finding anything to argue about until someone's feelings got hurt. Those feelings being yours obviously.

So, you dramatically snatched a pillow and blanket off of your shared bed and stormed out into the living room, loudly announcing that you were sleeping on the couch tonight.

That had been an hour ago.

You missed your boyfriend even though he was literally in the room across from yours. You could apologize yes, but if you were going to be honest, you were embarrassed by how immature you were.

You groaned, slapping your hands over your eyes and rubbing them in frustration.

You should have known better than to do this, because it was basically an acknowledgement between Aaron and you that you guys had a hard time sleeping without the other. It slipped your mind in the heat of the moment!

As if he had read your mind, you heard the bedroom door open.

“Honey?”

You could hear the tiredness in his voice and it had almost made you tear up, but ever the stubborn woman, you turned over onto your side with an exaggerated huff.

It was silent for a moment before you heard the slight cracking of his knees, and the light thumping of his feet. The blanket that was splayed over your body was lifted, and you jolted in surprise.

Aaron had tucked himself as far into your back as humanly possible, forcing you to move forward a bit so he wouldn't fall over the edge and onto the floor. He rested his head in the crease of your neck and shoulder, throwing a large arm over your mid section and intertwining his legs with yours.

Oh, he was using your weakness against you.

“Sweetheart, I'm sorry.” Aaron mumbled.

You grumble a bit before sighing and gripping his hand resting on your stomach.

“I'm sorry too.”

“I didn't mean to freak out on you. It's just, I'm just stressed with my job and-” You cut him off. “Aaron baby, my heart, my soul and the love of my life. I mean this when I say that it's fine. I didn't act all that rationally either.”

He places a kiss on the naked skin of your neck, the sensation causing butterflies to swarm in your belly.

“It's okay. I just want to go to bed. Will you come with me?”

“Of course… but I'm the little spoon.”

He chuckles lovingly, “Of course.”

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[channiesdelululand]

'I need more'?!

NSFW Bang Chan x Reader

Warnings: 18+, MINORS DNI!, Unprotected sex, Private Voyeurism, and cursing. Please let me know if I left any out!

Short drabble because Christopher's solo stages have me slowly going insane so enjoy! LOL

You shouldn’t feel like this… You shouldn’t be so angry? Jealous? Honestly in this moment staring into the mirror of your hotel room, you were sharing with your boyfriend, you really had no idea what you were feeling. Your boyfriend, who was currently on his way home from the arena after another sold out show, he didn’t do anything wrong? Its not like he sat on stage half naked making the same faces he does with you alone, the same eyes rolling in the back of his skull while throwing his head back the same way you’ve seen him do 100 times. But 100 times for you, 100 times in the privacy of 4 walls, no one around. It’s not that you didn’t enjoy watching his little stage, because god quite the opposite. The second he strolled on the stage slowly dragging that chair… Your mind went blank, excitement starting to pool between your thighs. You loved every second of it. Every fake nail mark…. Every hand print… And now ‘I need more’? You know it’s just a stage. It’s his job. You’ve never felt this feeling before. So why this feeling, why now?

The sound of the hotel room door opening snapping you out of your mind spiral. 

“Y/N”

“Im in here, just washing my face.”

Just as you splash cold water on your face you feel arms wrap around your waist. His face resting against your back.

“You okay baby? You just about sprinted out of the arena after the show.”

You don’t answer, looking up meeting his gaze. You study his for a moment. His half zipped chrome hoodie exposing a bit of the left on stage make up from that damn stage. He watches your eyes burn into his chest.

“Baby? Come on now what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

“Nothing babe, just tired. Had a little too much fun today thats all.”

“Okay if you say so, hurry and wash up so we can cuddle a bit before bed.”

He slowly unwraps his arms and leaves a lingering kiss to the inside of your neck. 

“Love you”

You hear him start to rustle around the room. You know he can tell something is wrong, not just from him asking but the look in his eyes. He can read you like a book. 

You notice the lights from outside in the room start to dim. You walk out of the bathroom to investigate.

“Chris what are you doing?”

Sitting in one of the chairs, jacket fully unzipped, basketball shorts still on but legs spread apart showing off his thick thighs. He has his head leaned back until he hears you start to walk over to him. Placing one of his hands on his lap lightly tapping himself, inviting you to come take a seat. 

“Come on baby girl, come take a seat and tell me why you seem so upset.”

Crossing your arms in protest, an attempt that wouldn’t last very long. You never lasted long when Chris looked like this. Hair disheveled, skin still sticky from sweat, half dressed because after a long show he just cant be bothered. 

“I don’t want to.”

“Oh you don’t? I just dont think I believe you.”

Reaching out to you still in your outfit from the concert. Tiny little skirt with nothing on underneath within grabbing distance of him. He takes the hem of your skirt pulling you a little closer to him. Running his index finger between your folds and bringing the wetness up to his mouth to suck it off. Taking everything in you to not whimper. 

“Sure doesn’t feel like you dont want to my sweet, deliciously sweet girl.”

He grabs your arm pulling you forward until you turn around, falling into his lap. You land so perfectly, your head falling back onto his shoulder, legs draped over his. His hands immediately start moving. One down under your skirt feeling around kneading your thighs. The other up your shirt finding your nipples, rolling them between his fingers. All while starting to give little bites to your ear lobe. 

“This is what I am thinking about you know.” he whispers into your ear as he starts circling around the bundle of nerves currently in desperate need of being touched.

“Think about when?”

“When im on stage, I picture this exactly. You in my lap letting me take you as I wish.”

“You mean when you are infront of thousands of people getting to think about you like that. Getting to fantasize about you.”

“Awww I know what’s wrong now. Did my baby get a little jealous?”

“Nooo” You start to whimper as he inserts 2 fingers and begins curving them up so perfectly.

“Oh yeah thats it, they may get to see what I look like when I think about you but they’ll never get to hear these sweet sounds that come from you.”

You feel his body shift as he pulls his shorts and boxers down enough to free himself. He take his hand and uses himself to start to tease you. Slowly causing you to buck, silently begging him to enter. 

“Nope baby I want to hear you tell me why you ran out of that arena so quickly when all I wanted after the show was to bend you over and take you before coming back here.”

“It’s silly Channie, fuuuckkk…. I don’t want to.” His fingers pumping in and out with his thumb circling your clit it was hard to think.

“Never silly baby tell me.”

“I was jealous…But not because you were on stage like that.”

“Oh?” You can feel his shit eating grin against your neck as he bites, sucks, and licks while you try to speak.

“I was jealous because I wasn’t up there with you. And Fuck Christopher you just looked so incredible. ”

“Good girl using your words.” He slips himself inside you pulling your waist down on him deeper. “Why don’t you show me what you would do if you were on stage with me.”

You sit up a bit, legs still draped over his, and begin moving yourself up and down.

“Chris, want them to know youre mine.” Your words slurring out.

“Yeah? Fuck yeah, show them. Show them what a good girl you are.”

“Im your good girl”

“Thats right baby, mine just mine. and I am all yours.”

He begins matching your bouncing with his own thrusts. Using one hand on your waist to guide you and the other to add extra stimulation.

He can feel you getting close and based off his unsteady grunts you could tell he was as well. 

“want me to show you how much I am yours y/n?”

“Yes, please show me!” You grasp at his thighs, as you feel the knot in your stomach about to burst.

“Fuck, Im going to cum in this pretty pussy and show the world you are mine. Cum for me sweet girl, cum for me and scream my name. No one can scream my name as perfect as can.”

“Chris uhhh fuck CHRIS”

“God, fuck you are such a good girl.”

Both of you reaching your high together, he starts to slow his movements helping you down from such a high, high. You can feel your combined arousal soaking Chris’ lap. You slouch down into his chest listening to his steading heartbeat.

“Imagine we did that on stage baby.”

“I think you be out of a job.” 

Both of you laughing against each other. You loved this feeling, right after where you felt so close to him.

“I love you Chris”

“And I love you more. I want to say there’s no need for you to get jealous but I’m not going to lie it’s pretty sexy on you.”

“Shut up! It’s not my fault you felt the need to look so fuckable on stage! You know what that manspreading does to me!” You turn slightly to playful swat at his arm but you are met with his hand palming your cheek and pulling you into the deepest kiss.

“Never forget I am yours, and I always will be.” You can hear his honey dripping smile through his words.

Suddenly all the unexplainable rage from an hour ago had melted away as you cuddled deep into Chris  and left little kisses on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. 

“And I am yours Channie, now and forever.”

[evie-sturns]

ᴇxᴀᴍ - ᴍᴀᴛᴛ ꜱᴛᴜʀɴɪᴏʟᴏ

summary: you're mind is clouded with stress due to the fact your final highschool exams are next week. matt comes over to help you with studying, and also to take your mind off everything.

contains: smut, fluff, small age gap?, swearing, crying.

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matt and i have known each other since he was 13 and i was 11, our families have been super close for around 7 years. a year ago Matt confessed to me, I felt the exact same.

"oh my fucking god." i groan, throwing my head into my hands as i feel a burning sensation at the back of my throat.

its my final exam week starting tomorrow, and i'm attempting to catch up on last minute homework beforehand. matt graduated 2 years ago, he was top of his class, i pick up my phone and dial his number.

i need desperate help.

"hey!" matt says into the phone, a smile clear by his voice.

i sniffle quickly before starting "please come over nothing is making sense." my voice wobbles as i clutch the phone in my hand.

"oh fuck-.. no yeah ill be round in 5 minutes okay?" he says gently into the phone.

i nod like he can see me, then hang up.

-

i hear my bedroom door opening, my head snaps up to look at him from my bed. hes got worry painted across his face as i see his eyes dart over my matress, which has several books on it. "you okay?" he asks, walking over to my bed and sitting down on it opposite me.

i shake my head "i can't do this shit" i groan, matt nods understandably before grabbing my hands and pulling them away from my face.

"look at me" he says in a serious tone, i tilt my head up and lock eyes with him. "i'm gonna help you okay?"

"thank you," i say as my voice breaks.

he sits up and walks over by my side before plopping down on the bed next to me, he grabs the textbook which has around 15 questions left on it. "not even ai understands it, i tried." i sigh earning a laugh from matt, i lean my head on his shoulder.

"basic algebra, you know this, i know you do sweetheart."

i shake my head "my brains so fucking foggy i bet you i couldnt do a 6th grade multiplication table right now."

"foggy like how" he questions, tilting his head.

"just everything i have so much on my mind." i reply lifting my head off his shoulder and staring at the questions.

"you're okay, look- 'factorising an algebraic equation means writing the expression as product of factors, which are simpler algebraic expressions, this is done..." the rest of what matt says doesnt get through to me, i cant physically wrap my mind around it right now.

i feel my eyes start to water before several tears start to flow down my cheeks, "got it?" matt asks, keeping his eyes fixated on the page resting on the sheets. i stay silent "hello?" he says again, this time looking over at me.

"oh god- no no don't cry" matt panics, grabbing my cheeks and giving me a gentle kiss.

"i can't think." i squeeze out, matt wraps around me. "this might not sound like good timing but, i can.. help you?" he says nervously, grimacing slightly.

i hand him the pencil, his words not passing through. "no no, like i can take your mind off of the work for a little bit" he repeats.

realisation hits me and my eyebrows raise, my head snapping round to look at matt who has an innocent expression plastered on his face. i nod, and without another word my shirt is halfway across the room.

he laughs quietly, his shirt meeting mine in the corner of the room. his chain lays loose on his bare chest. he stands up off the bed, i lie back. "i want you to just be a... - like a uh" my eyebrows scrunch "a what?"

"i hate the word but its the best way i can describe it." matt chuckles, "say it!" i smile

"pillow princess..?" he says quietly, icking himself out.

"okay" i shake my head with a wide grin before.

matts long cold fingers reach out to grab the waistband of my sweatpants, sending goosebumps down my body. he tugs at it gently, letting it slide down my legs.

"you okay?" he asks while unclasping his belt "i think?" i reply stupidly.

he nods, his tongue sticking out to wet his now dry lips. his baggy jeans pool at his ankles, leaving him in his boxers.

"ready?"

i nod, "yep-..yeah"

he stands between my legs before hovering over me, colliding our lips together aggressively.

it never fails to shock me how he can switch from so innocent to so.. different.

i moan lightly into the kiss as i feel his clothed bulge against my inner thigh. he abrubtly pulls away from the kiss pecking kisses down my neck, to my chest, to my stomach.

i squirm desperately on the bed as he pauses just above my clit.

"more." i whine, matt shakes his head, lifting his head up and grabbing my thighs he spreads them further apart.

i throw my head back "fuck." i breathe, before i can breath again matts tip presses against my clit. i instantly look up, questioning how hes just undressed the rest of the way in under a second.

he runs his soft tip through my folds, he presses only an inch or 2 inside of me before he pulls out, continuing to tease me.

"matt i need you." i groan, my back arching off the bed.

"can you get on fours for me sweetheart?" he asks softly, i nod, instantly flipping over and arching my back.

"good girl." he coos, lining himself up with me. "gonna keep being whiny?" he asks, i shake my head no. "thats right." he says.

"this is whats gonna happen okay? you aren't gonna start asking me to slow down because i think we both know how needy you were just acting."

fuck.

i dont think a single sentence has ever turned me on more.

i nod frantically, matt presses down on my back, arching my back more.

i feel him slide halfway inside of me slowly before slamming the rest of his length into me, earning a squeal from me.

before i can even process my thoughts hes slamming full force into me, deeper and deeper each time. my moans cloud the room along with heavy breaths coming from matt.

his tip continues to bruise my cervix, i clench around him each time it does.

"fuck-.." i hear matt whimper lowly from behind me.

he reaches a hand round under me and presses on my lower stomach.

hes never done that before, but holy fuck am i glad he did.

i instantly release over matts cock, clenching harshly around him with a scream.

matt pulls out, releasing over my back.

"you-you okay?" he stammers breathlessly, flopping down beside me.

i nod, my mind fully blank.

i guess him 'helping clear my head' worked.

-

matt finishes redressing me before sitting back down next to me, the air around us is hot and thick, but matts still determened to get this homework done.

"okay- so as i was saying factorising an algebraic equation means writing the expression as product of factors...

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matt and i have been working through the textbook for about 20 minutes, everything makes sense and now i can't understand what i wasnt understanding earlier.

"you try this one okay?" matt hands me the pencil and i start to scribble down the awnsers. "you got it!" he smiles proudly, kissing my cheek.

i yawn, tired out from.. everything.

"you tired?" he asks, wrapping him arms around me and flopping down on the mattress. "very." i reply, my voice croaky.

"you wanna sleep, we can finish this tomorrow morning okay? and ill just drop you off at school or whatever." he asks, without another word im fast asleep on his chest.

1:24am

i wake up to the sound of pencil scribbling on paper, confused i sit up. matts sitting criss cross on the bed, leaning down over my textbook and filling in all the awnsers.

"matt?" i groan, rubbing my eyes.

"go back to sleep gorgeous," he replys, looking back at me

"what are you doing.." i ask, my eyes adjusting to the light.

"im doing this for you, you already know how to do it, i saw you. you're gonna be too tired to do this in the morning." he says.

i crawl over to matt and smother him in kisses "maattt, thats adorable."

"shush, this is a one time thing." he replys, shaking his head with a smirk.

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[lemmetreatya]

content: black coded reader, soft ony omg, cunnilingus, blowjob

nerd!onyankopon who doesnt get into too much trouble and sticks to himself during most of uni

nerd!onyankopon whos so good to you — always cheering you on with your hobbies and making you feel secure within your relationship. he didnt entertain other girls and even when they did have the audacity to try it with him, he knew how to stay faithful.

“look sweetheart, im flattered you’d try move to me but imma tell you two reasons why im turning you down.”

the blonde girl gave nerd!onyankopon a quizzical look, her eyebrows raising at the sheer distraught of a man denying her.

“reason two, my beautiful wife of a girlfriend over there wouldn’t like that.” hed say as he pointed to you. “but reason number one, is because i wouldn’t like that and neither want to do wrong by her a day in my life. now do us both a favour and keep it pushing.”

nerd!onyankopon who knew he was smart but didnt allow his intelligence to undermine how you felt in the relationship. if you said the stars were made yesterday then nerd!onyankopon would agree and fight anyone who disagreed.

nerd!onyankopon who was superb at time-keeping but when it came to spending time with you, would rather throw time away just so he could be in your presence undisturbed.

“shawty, imma be real with you right now” nerd!onyankopon flops his head onto the warmness of your plush thighs, his throat making a whiney noise along with it. “i really dont wanna study for this final.”

you can only but laugh at his uncompliance, your hand automatically lifting to pat at his head.

“come on, pa. you know this shits important.” you try.

“yeah but i have no incentive to do it.”

with a raised eyebrow, you give your pouting boyfriend a look.

“you want an incentive? oh okay, ill give you an incentive.” you giggle as you lean down to whisper something* into his ear.

all of a sudden, nerd!onyankopon is shooting upwards to look at you, his eyes wide and his smile addictive.

“for real?!” he beams.

“for real for real!”

nerd!onyankopon doesnt waste time in scrambling to go sit at his desk and start revising, suddenly excited for what you had in store for him.

*(you promised him you’d play 2K with him)

nerd!onyankopon who was nervous to approach the topic of sex with you because he didn’t want to make you feel pressured into anything or make you feel like he just wanted you for your body.

nerd!onyankopon was adamant that he sat down and had an open conversation with you about how to approach your sex life — and you did — but it turns out you both had the same concerns and were pretty much on the same page

nerd!onyankopon who waited a few weeks before trying anything.

nerd!onyankopon who somehow ended up between your legs whilst you were watching a random movie. his mouth understanding against your cunt as he made out with your lower lips. how hed occasionally glance up at you or squeeze your hand to make sure you were okay, loving the small pretty sounds you made whenever he’d sensually suckle on your clit.

how he’d say “you dont have to return anything” once you’d come down from your high. “i just wanted to make you feel good” but you’re adamant you always want to make him feel the way he made you.

youve never heard nerd!onyankopon make these sort of noises before — the experience is so new to you both — but you love how short his breaths are when you suck at the head of his dick and then engulf your mouth over the rest of him.

how nerd!onyankopon cant help but give you praises of “you’re so good at this, mama” or “just like that, jusssst like that, princess”.

even when hes about to cum, nerd!onyankopon is still so patient with you. “im g-gonna…baby, take your…let go, im gonna cum.” you unclamp your mouth from his cock, eyes doey as you look up at him, but not all before he lets out a guttural moan and spurts his load over your cheeks and top lip.

“oh my god, im so sorry.” hed try to issue an apology, thinking youd be put off by where he landed but you only shake your head.

“don’t worry. its fine. i just wanted to make you feel good” you echo and nerd!onyankopon has to stop himself from falling more in love

for: @neptunes1nterweb

[rafaslittleboy]

I need to say this anonymously because I feel so dirty for thinking this but oh my god step brother Sonny with a breeding kink (maybe his wife can’t have kids but Sonny wants some?) so he holds you down (dub-con? I suppose, maybe a slightly established relationship.) and pumps you full of his cum going on about how you’ll look so good with his babies HAHDQJFJANDNAJ I NEED TO TEAR MY SKIN OFF I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT ugh just give me your babies pls Sonny

OMFGSHSB tws: stepcest, breeding kink, consensual step-incest, sly sex, quiet sex, dirty talk, coercion, AFAB reader, no gendered pronouns or persons or names, slight religious guilt.

NSFW under the cut

@noellawrites ❤️

Sonny’s hand was pressed against your mouth, trying to keep you as quiet as possible. The carisi household was either a quiet house or a house that was a few decibels higher than it should be. And right now, there was an unnatural middle—kids running around, the adults laughing downstairs—but if you made any noise higher than a whimper or a low moan, there would be a fifty percent chance it would be heard.

Tucked away in a bedroom closet, sonny was grinding his exposed cock on your wet with arousal underwear. Propped up on a low shelf, the position was just good enough for a quick, good fuck.

But sonny liked to take his time, to tease you.

“please,” you begged. It was muffled by his hand, and you tore your eyes from the cock that was rubbing against your clothed swollen clit.

“What was that?” Sonny teased, “couldn’t hear ya, need to speak up, kiddo.”

your hips tilted to try and catch the tip of his cock, but he was more skilled than you and continued to drag his cock on your crotch.

Sonny was kind, though, and he took his hand off your mouth temporarily to hear you out.

“please put your cock in me,” you begged, lust took over your body and mind that there wasn’t any shyness behind your voice. Only need.

Sonny smirked, “depends, baby… ya gonna make me put on a condom?”

Sonny knew your thoughts on protection; you figured you were too young to have a baby, with your whole life ahead of you—you didn’t want a baby to throw your life off track. With a shitty barista cafè job, still living with your mom and step-father at twenty-one years old and in college debt; this would be the worst time to get pregnant.

“Sonny…” you closed your eyes.

“C’mon… baby, would it really be that bad? Ya could move in with me—I’ll take care ‘a ya n’ the baby,”

Sonny’s mind was lust-clouded as well, but he meant what he said. If you got pregnant with his baby? He’d step up, be the father he was born to be.

“I can’t, sonny…”

Sonny pulled your damp underwear to the side and the fat, red head of his cock kissed your clit and you let out a low moan.

“Ya ever thought ‘bout how good it’ll feel when I go in raw, baby? Ever touch ya’self to the thought of me cummin’ in ya?”

You have, and you did. The condom was always put on because sonny respected you and respected the fact you didn’t want to get knocked up—and if you did, explaining to your parents that the father of your child was your own step-brother wouldn’t go down easily, either.

Your legs spread a little wider when he started to grind his cock through your wet pussy lips, closing your eyes to focus on the delight between your legs.

“Least lemme put it in raw, doll,” Sonny asked and he placed the pad of his thumb on your clit and rubbed slowly to further convince you. And it didn’t take much to do so.

“fuck… okay,” you breathe, agreeing.

Sonny smiled, gleefully, and bit his bottom lip as he eased the tip of his fat cock inside you.

The burn was what got you first, and after so long without having your big brother inside you, it felt brand new.

The moan that left your mouth was louder than he wanted, “shh—quiet,” he warned, and he slid a hand from your thigh to your cheek, and he put his thumb in your mouth.

“Feelth’s s’tho goothd,” you slurred around his thumb, and your eyelids were half-lidded. And his tip was barely inside you.

“Feels betta’ without a condom, huh?” Sonny smirked as he eased more of himself inside your sopping, tight pussy.

You nodded repeatedly, and your eyes glanced down to his cock slipping inside you and your eyelids fluttered shut.

“‘Magine how good it’ll feel if I cum in ya, baby.. feelin’ me spill inside of ya, fillin’ ya up….”

You moaned around his digit and tipped your head back against the cramped wall. His cock started to move inside of you, and you had forgotten what he felt like inside you, and then you wondered how you went so long without him pumping inside you.

Sonny took his thumb out from your mouth and used it to rub your clit, and you had to bite your lip to keep yourself quiet. “Really wanna fill ya up, baby,” Sonny moaned, tipping his head to the side.

Your pussy was unlike anything he’s ever felt before, so tight and grips him in the best way possible—and all he thinks about is cumming deep inside of you, filling you up and knocking you up. Hell, if his own girlfriend put out a little more then he wouldn’t have to drive all the way home to fuck his step-sibling—but by god, he loves it. Addicted, almost. The way your body gripped him and never wanted to let him go, how your arousal dripped from your pussy as he fucked you—no one has reacted as you have.

Your walls fluttered around his cock, the first telltale sign that you were close to an orgasm and with the added pleasure of his thumb rubbing your clit, it was happening fast.

You never expected a nice, long, sensual fuck in a cramped bedroom closet. The top of your step-brothers head had to hunch over as not to smack against the high shelf with each hard thrust of his hips. And Sonny knew your body somehow better than yourself, playing it like an instrument for so many years now. Imagining it as he touched himself as night.

“Ya gonna cum, baby?” Sonny groaned.

You nodded, feeling your lower pelvis bubble with anticipation of the orgasm creeping up on you.

“Uh huh,” you moaned.

Sonny’s cock moved inside you harder, banging you hard against the wall as he chased his own orgasm.

“Gonna cum inside ya baby,”

Your eyes fluttered open, “n… no, sonny—can’t,”

“‘M gonna fill ya up with my baby, honey, see ya swell with my baby, fuck ya everyday til’ ya give birth.”

before you could say anything, your jaw dropped ever so slightly as sonny fucked you into a powerful orgasm—an orgasm only he could give you, you’ve come to learn. Your velvety walls sucked him in and that was just enough to tip sonny over the edge.

His back bowed over you and he stifled his groan by pressing his lips into your neck, pumping his cock somehow even deeper inside you as he came. You gasped as you felt the spurts of his cum inside you, your hands grasping at him and you didn’t know whether to push him away to pull him closer.

“Sonny,” you moaned, and your step-brother peppered kisses on your neck as he prolonged his orgasm.

“see? felt real good, didn’t it?”

What sonny didn’t expect was a hit to his solid chest, and he removed his face from your neck.

“I told you not to cum in me!” you told him in a hushed whisper, finger pointing into his chest.

“Too late now, anyway,” he said as he stood (as straight as he could in the closet) and his cock was still inside you. You couldn’t deny how good it felt, and he was totally right about that; but you told him from day one that you never wanted to even risk being knocked up.

“you’re gonna have to buy me a plan b,” you told him, “I can’t… I’ve told you i can’t get pregnant,”

“I ain’t buyin’ you plan b, sweetheart, it’s against our religion. hey, if god wants ya knocked up by me, then he’ll do it.”

Sonny only chuckled and kissed you, and you hesitated for a moment but you were always weak for him, kissing him back as he pulled out and the first thing you felt was your argument falling apart as you felt so empty, his cock filled you in the best possible way. Sonny watched in the dim light as his white cum started to drip out of you; then he took his finger and fucked it back inside you.

“Ain’t wastin’ that,” he commented.

“I hate you,” you mutter, and you don’t know if there’s any meaning behind it as he softly fingers your raw, swollen pussy; pushing his cum as deep as it could go.

“nah, ‘ya love me. or at least ‘ya pussy does,” he laughs, leaving a kiss on your cheek.

your stepbrother knew he had you hypnotized by his cock, and now his DNA was inside of you, ready to start making a baby inside you.

[comet-forgot-you]

shotgun

amber x reader

ambers kinda cute or wtv 🩶

summary: amber is known for throwing the best parties in woodsboro, being anika’s best friend always secures you an invite.

warnings: 18+ pls weed consumption, thigh grinding, shotgun kisses bc yes, smut

a/n: this is my first time posting my work on anything, sorry if its not the best. do not repost for any reason🙏🏼 ao3

the cold fall air felt like a relief from the stuffy heat of amber’s crowded house. you take a seat on the outdoor couch, the backyard was empty, the small amount of people who remained at amber’s house either inside or passed out somewhere out front. you stuff your hands into you pockets and lean back, thankful the party was coming to its end so you and anika would be leaving soon.

“hey,” you look up, eyes locking with amber’s as she took a seat next to you.

“hey,” you sit up a little straighter, suddenly conscious of your appearance. she takes a joint out of her pocket.

“why’re you out here? party’s in there,” she says as she lights it. she puts the joint against her lips and you can’t help but keep your eyes trained on her movements.

“too many people,” you say, turning to look away, not wanting to make your crush on her so obvious.

“you smoke?” she asks, taking another deep inhale. you look back at her as she exhaled.

“not really, no.”

“here,” she offers her joint and your cheeks flushed, now worried about having to actually tell her you’ve never actually smoked.

“i um,” you pause, “i’ve never smoked weed before,” you mumble, adjusting your hoodie. she smiles lightly and you cant help but miss it when she puts the joint back up against her lips.

“do you want to?” you take a moment to reply. you want to say yes because its amber freeman. you want to say yes because her lips were just on it. but the thought of the thought of not doing it right scares you, and you want to say no.

“yeah,” but fuck it, you’ll do anything amber asks of you. amber smiles again, flicking the ashes off of the joint and she pulls herself over your lap.

holy fuck. this wasn’t what you were expecting. “this okay?” she asks. you’re looking everywhere but at her, your hands lamely at your sides, unaware of where you’re supposed to put them. she tilts your chin so you’re looking up at her, you grab her hips to ground yourself so you dont day something stupid.

“yeah,” you whisper. she smiles again.

“good. when i tap your neck, inhale, okay?” you nod with her directions. she takes a hit and her lips are on yours soon after. you grip her hips ever so slightly and when she taps on your neck, you almost forget what the purpose of this was. you inhale the smoke she blows out of her mouth. your lungs burn with the unfamiliar burn of the smoke. you blow the smoke out of your nose and amber keeps kissing you, her tongue trailing across your bottom lip. the hand on your chin trails down, grabbing softly at your neck.

your lips chase after hers when she pulls away and you hear a soft laugh. you open your eyes and you’re sure you look pathetic with how you look up at her but you dont care. “again?” you ask in such a quiet voice, you’re not sure she hear you. but when she takes a hit and taps your neck, her lips are back on yours and you’re inhaling the smoke again. you’re too focused on the feeling of her lips on yours you almost dont notice the roll of amber’s hips against your thigh. you groan out at the thought of her using your thigh to get off. she smiles in the kiss.

you help guide her hips against your thigh, flexing it, bouncing your leg ever so slightly, anything to make her feel good and when she moans against your neck, you feel like you might cum at the mere sound. “f-fuck, y/n,” the simple words making you melt. “you feel so fuckin’ good, shit,” she mumbles. her hands tangle in your hair, giving it a tug, exposing more of your neck. she sucks dark spots where she could reach, and you whimper when she runs her tongue over the bruised areas.

“amber, fuck,” push her cunt against your firm thigh, pushing and pulling her hips at a fast rate, a satisfied moan leaving her lips.

“don’t you fucking stop, y/n. you’re doing so fucking good, you feel so fucking good, fuck,” a whimper leaves your throat so pathetically. you’d be embarrassed if you weren’t so caught up in the moment. “fuck,” she mumbles, bringing her lips up to yours. your tongues fight but its clear who has the dominant hand, and you wouldnt have it any other way. “fuck,” her hips stutter in your hold, a wet feeling slowly seeping onto the denim of your jeans. you slow your movements, allowing her time to come down from her high.

she struggles to catch her breath, panting against your neck. you bring your cold hand under her shirt. she arches into you, and she smacks you ever so slightly. “your hands are cold as shit,” she says, pulling your hand out of her shirt. she kisses your neck once more before pulling herself off of you. you cant help but miss the feeling of her warm body against yours. “fuck,” she whispers, swiping at your shoulder. you look at it, your hoodie sporting three small burn marks. “i put it out when i remembered it,” she says, a frown tugging at her lips. “guess i didn’t put it out in time, sorry,” she mumbles.

“its fine, theyre small, nothing to be too worried about.” she pulls your hand from your pocket and tugs on it.

“help me kick all of these people out and we’ll go for round two with a lot more than that,” she says.

fuck, maybe you wouldn’t be leaving with anika. eh, she’ll be fine without you, besides, she has mindy.

a/n: i wrote this in like 30 minutes. sorry 🙏🏼 how is this??

pt 2

[sanjisblackasswife]

could u do a headcannon of monster trio + law walking in on u changing sfw and nsfw? 😰🙏

“𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕟 𝕐𝕠𝕦”

Ft: Law, Luffy, Sanji, Zoro

Black Fem Reader

CW: Established Relationships , Fingering, Oral, Vaginal Sex, Tiddy Succkkinnnn

Sanji

SFW

Him “Walking on you” wasn’t even an accident 😒

This little pervert was watching you the entire time.

When he knows you are about to take a shower or he knows you have to go change, not too long until he leaves the pot for dinner on low to follow you back to your shared room.

You’re not sure if he thinks you’re an idiot but from the shuffles of his feet and hearing his small groans and praises looking at your bare body stepping into the hot shower completely gives away that he stares at you.

You don’t mind it it’s just irritating when you ask him he turns around and LIES.

“I’d never watch you in your most private moments!”

He’s so full of shit his eyes should be brown.

So finally you caught him “slipping”, you were taking off your clothes and waited for him to creep his way inside the room and when he does open the door to see you dropping your panties down to your ankles his face goes red.

“Forgot something ?”

NSFW

You knew he was going to lie again, some sorry excuse as to why he was about to watch you so, moving yourself out of the panties that pool around your legs you approach him.

“I—-Sweetheart! I-I-I—“

“You was ganna watch me again huh.”

You don’t care to hear his denials instead you gently push him against the door and latch lips.

He’s breathing so harshly against you, his hands itching to just touch your naked body, but afraid you may get mad.

But of course you don’t, he’s your boyfriend he can touch you.

You place his hands under the cup of your butt, he takes it upon himself to grip your skin firmly before you flung your arms around his neck.

“Ji….” You moan feeling him get bolder with his movements, kissing and suckling your neck. Your tone said enough for him to pick you up and toss you on the fluffy bed.

“I’M sorry ! I didn’t hurt y—“

“Jiiiiiii…” You spread your legs, hushing his concerns as his eyes fixate on your damp cunt, You teasingly point at it before using those same fingers to open your lower lips to him.

He understood, it wouldn’t be the first for him.

Quickly wiping his nose from any blood threatening to fall he loosens his tie, and gets on the bed taking a long lick against your slit, spitting on your clit before attaching his lips to it.

Did that stop sanji from watching you get naked? No. If anything it encouraged it if he knew getting caught would lead to such amazing “consequences “.

Zoro

SFW

Very embarrassing.

He has seen you naked before but each time he still can’t handle it especially when it’s so sudden.

“PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!”

“YOU’RE IN MY ROOM?!”

He does it literally once a week and it’s to the point now that it feels like he does it on purpose.

And trust me. He doesn’t.

Out of panic sometimes he even throws his own shirt for you to put on before running out the room.

Zoro loves your body, he really does it’s just OVERWHELMING to him sometimes, your curves, pretty dark smooth skin, pretty natural hair, it was so much for him to take in seeing it all at once out of no where

NSFW

Today you knew Zoro was once again going to walk in on you getting dressed, so you purposely took your time, lathering up your pretty body in shea butter and your scented lotions, in the complete nude on your shared bed and just like clock work:

“AH FUCK! I’M! I’M SORRY!”

You laugh, seeing his eye shut as he tries to blindly back away and close the door but you get up and pull his arm, hugging it almost.

“Zooooo.” You tease looking at his red face. “Why do you always act like you never seen my body before?”

“Because!” He stammers as his face turns red, beyond embarrassed to see your slippery damp body rub against his, and being the man that he is, he felt himself get hard.

“Y-Y/N STOP! You cant—-!”

You shut him up with a kiss, smiling in satisfaction as you feel him softly groan against your mouth, his cold sweaty lip from his workout prior was so delicious on your tongue you swiped his bottom lip for access inside

Zoro was a man of self control. He swore he was

Until he met you.

Now he’s a weakened man, back against the door, fiddling with his belt while kissing you he reaches up to your breast and pull it up to his mouth.

“Fuck…” He mumbles against your sensitive nipple , his tongue swirling and poking at it before giving it a light tug.

“Zo…~” You moan out, fingers rubbing his scalp as you allowed him to fondle your breast.

You were pretty impressed on how quickly he folded against a few seconds of sloppy kissing

Zoro gave you a small scold after your afternoon in the sheets about needing to lock your door, but your roll your eyes at him as you laid on his bare chest in the bed. You don’t regret what you did. Not one bit

Not If that’s all it takes for Zoro to fuck you the way he did.

Luffy

SFW

Luffy wouldnt know privacy if you wrote it down to him on a piece of meat.

Just like Zoro, it’s clockwork with him. He been doing it to you ever since you came on the ship.

You known Luffy to not be a pervert, but since you both started dating you’re beginning to rethink that.

Everytime he walks jn on you he uses the reason to touch you more, hugs, kisses, rubs, etc and leaves and you don’t really think much of it in the moment but now you’re starting to see it as an excuse for him to be an actual pervert

He barges in you room right as you drop your towel and gives you a big ass smile.

“Luffy get out!”

“Why! I wanted to see you!”

Oh he was seeing you alright.

Instead of being a notmal human beging and walking away he instead approached you. Still with that same grin, but somehow you felt the mood switch once he shut your door with his back.

NSFW

Luffy does his typical hug and touch before leaving, but this hug lingers

his hands are rubbing all over your lower back so dangerously close to your ass

“You’re so wet.”

“W-what!?”

“Your body.” he pulls back with a smirk, “It’s wet. Are you wet all over too?”

“I took a shower Lu…remember i wanted you to take one with me.”

“Hm” was all he said, as his fingers were rubbing up and down your tummy, his eyes fixated on your bare pussy.

He had some thoughts seeing you like this, and Luffy being Luffy

Those intrusive thoughts won.

“L-Lu!”

He moves three fingers to your clit, not looking up with his head down leaning into your breast, he is in a trance watching your pussy being played with by him.

You almost stumble once he crawled his fingers inside you.

His fingers stretched a little more than needed, you throw your arms around him, mindlessly pulling him closer to smother him in your tits and he starts to giggle

“You like that?” Luffy asks softly holding you completely still. You nod and he takes it upon himself to place you and your back in the bed

“You like when I play with you like this?”

Already feeling your orgasm approach Luffy hovers over you, going at a faster pace with two fingers inside your wet hole, as his thumb rubs your clit “Then cum.”

He was moving at such a faster pace your eyes remained shut, and yet your could sense his little smile at you before he latched his warm lips on your cold erect nipple earning him a hiss.

Luffy didn’t know why but watching you cum was something so pretty, so indescribable, he loved seeing you like this.

He should have done this sooner, and he could have but

This time he only got this way because he was horny and didn’t know how to speak up.

Law

SFW

You wanted to trick him

Law has been pent up for weeks now and the last time he was like this all you needed to do was give him some pussy and he was fine and himself again

But he just didn’t

And it’s not like he wasn’t trying to tell you he wanted some alone time with you, his small touches in your thigh, kissing your longer than usual always was a warning signal that your stoic boyfriend wanted you, but he always pulled back for some reason

So today as you are fresh out the shower you call out his name and have him rush over to your room

“Y-Y/N!”

Similar to Zoro’s reaction he tries to close his eyes and back away

Hell even yell out “Room”!

But you quickly grab his arm to stop him

Nsfw

“Wait wait wait wait” You whine, His face so red already avoiding eye contact. “Stay….I need you.”

“For what you can put on your clothes on your own.”

“I know.” You nod up at him, to then move his face to look at you “But I would rather take your clothes off.”

Law freezes. Not knowing what to do next you peck the corner of his lips, YOUR signal that you want him and he tugs at his lower lip.

Damn you were tempting.

It wasn’t too long until you walked him backwards on your bed, playing with your breast as you watched him get undressed for you

Hovering over your body he hesitates to kiss you, barely pecking your lip. He was so cute nervous like this, you thought.

You take the initiative to kiss him passionately, pushing your tongue in his mouth your began to rub against his semi hard cock causing him to groan in your mouth.

“Can I..?” Law shyly asks as he pokes the tip against your slit

“Of course you can, baby.”

As you both share a small moan together, Law had to take a moment and lay on top of your entirely, head in your neck.

You smile hearing his content, rubbing his scruffy black hair , your kiss his ear.

“Feel better?”

“Not yet.” Law mumbled, “I’ll be completely better when i fuck you.”

[squigglewigglewoo]

whatchu think about dazai n chuuya smut when they're drunk? thanks hehe <33

(✧) warnings: lowercase writing, sexual content, pet names (belladonna/'donna, darling, doll, babydoll, good girl) drinking, drunk sex, rough sex, degradation, praise, teasing, dacryphilia, overstimulation, orgasm control, oral (m receiving), hints of oral (fem receiving) at the end, throat fucking, hints of multiple rounds in chuuyas part, unprotected sex, penetrative sex, belly budge, gagging, biting, hickeys, bruises, afab reader. MDNI, 18+ NSFW bellow the cut!

(✦) summary: sometimes they get a little too drunk and they just cant hold them back from such a pretty thing like you. 859 words~

(✧) a/n: this is self indument lmao, wrote dazais part during my maths class. might write jealousy smut after this

(✦) pairing: chuuya x fem bodied!reader, dazai x fem bodied!reader (separately)

(✧) listening to~ Kiwi by Harry Styles

chuuya was practically on you the second he pulled you out of the bar, peppering kisses along your neck and up to your lips as he locked the car door, shoving you down into the back seat of his experience car, the windows tint combined with the nights dim lighting making it near impossible to see into the car. you could taste the wine on his lips, the man's drunken, dazed murmurs lost on your drunken, needy thoughts. "damnit.. need you s'much, doll" his words are muffled against your neck as his hands moved to unbutton your pants and tug them down your thighs, your underwear coming with. he chuckles as he watches you squirm as the cold air hits your exposed cunt, and one of his gloved hands grab onto your hip in a near bruising grasp, his other hand undoing his belt, letting it fall to the cars flooring with a thump, his pants and boxers slid down his thighs. his hands grab at your thighs, throwing your legs over his shoulders as he bullies his cock into your tight pussy. "shit, darlin', your practically sucking me in.. god I need you... you gonna be a good girl? gonna let me fuck you dumb?" his words are slurred and muffled against your neck as he bites down suddenly, your breath hitching as he sucks hickeys onto the exposed skin of your neck, pushing your shirt collar down to leave even more marks. your pressed up against the window as he fucks you, his cock bruising your cervix and your body getting shoved further against car door. his hand slides up you shirt, over your belly, pressing down on the bulge that disappears and appears everytime he thrusts into you, groaning as he feels you squeeze around him tighter. "gonna cum, yea? well, hold it. be a good girl and don't cum till I tell you so." god, he's so mean, you can't help but whines and claw at his back, grabbing the fabric of his dress shirt and vest between your fingers. he only continues to press on the bulge, near entranced as he watched him slide in and out of you, slick squelching sounds filling the car, the pressure he puts on your tummy only making the knot in your stomach coil tighter, tears welling in your eyes as you claw and beg for him to let you cum, that you need to cum. he only growls and thrusts into you quicker, and you have no choice but to come undone on his cock, painting his pants and the leather seats below you in your arousal. he cums soon after, fucking your overstimulated, abused cunt, and you swear you've never felt so full, the way his cum feels in you makes you almost drunk off of the feeling alone, though it might be the wine in your system. "you think you could go another round, babydoll?"

you don't know how you ended up in this situation, dazai inviting you over under the guise of wanting to hand out after work, only to find yourself on the floor of his apartment, mouth stuffed full of his cock as your eyes water and your nails dig into his clothed thighs. "fuck.. yes, just like tha.. that.." his bandaged hand threads into your hair, shoving you further down onto his cock, making you gag as the tip bruises the back of your throat, and he groans as your throat constricts around him. he holds you there, thrusting his hips up as he fucks your throat, head thrown back in pure ecstacy. "god, 'donna, you'd put a call girl to shame with the way you choke on my cock.. you look so pretty like this, like a damn slut with the way your swallowing me so eagerly.." dazai isn't drunk, no where near it, only slightly tipsy. but you, you are, and it's rather easy to convince you into things while your minds fuzzed over with alcohol, your limbs tingly and thoughts unclear. his hand suddenly shoves your head all the way down, and he cums down your throat, leaving you have no choice to swallow the salty, thick ropes that paint your tongue and throat white. his hand moves from the back of your head to your chin, and he pulls you off his dick, your mouth separating from his tip with a wet 'pop!' his thumbs wipes the mixture of his cum and your spit off your bottom lip, and he kisses you, tasting himself on your tongue. your mascara is smudged, a messy cloud of black around your eyes from your tears, and he only smudges it more when his thumb swiped under you eye. "you're so pretty when you cry..." he flips you into your back, earning a high pitched gasp from you, shimmying your pants off and nipping at your inner thighs, holding eye contact with you as he licks a fat stripe over your clothed cunt, bitting softly at your clit through your underwear, a smirk on his lips and a glimmer of something in his eyes. "why don't I return the favor, yeah?"

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dividers by @/cafekitsune

[ribread03]

Wakie Wakie

C.sturniolo

In which Chris decides to wake you up the “good ol’ fashion” way, ending with complicated feeling and a flushed Chris.

This will be part of a short series

Warnings: none?

This is my work and i do not give anyone permission to use or take it

RI.talks: i honestly wrote this in like a hour and a half and i loved every bit of it.

Like, comments, and reblogs are all very appreciated and welcome!

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The sunlight filters in to nicks room as you sleep peacefully next to him. The two of you facing away from each other under the covers. Soft snore leave nicks mouth showing no sign of waking up, even though it is late into the day; 12:37 to be exact.

Neither of you hear the door open and Chris walk into the room. Chris has become impatient for the two of you to wake up; mostly you. He wants to wake you guys up in the good ol’ fashion way… this being pulling the blanket right off of your sleeping body’s.

What Chris doesn’t know is the pajamas you wore to bed last night; or lack of. Chris is fast to pull the blanket off of your body, exposing the big shirt that had ridden up along with the small panties you wore.

~~FLASHBACK TO LAST NIGHT~~

“Do you mind if I don’t wear any pants?” You ask nick, your back to each other as you change into your pajama shirt.

“Nah, I don’t care” He replies with a shrug even though you cant see it.

“Thanks” you say as you climb under the covers.

~~END FLASHBACK~~

Your eyes are slow to open at first but once your mind tells you there is nothing covering your bottom half from Chris’s eyes you are quick to try and cover up. Chris is silent this whole interaction, his eyes glued to your legs. He’s obsessed with the way a little bit of your stomach peeks out of the shirt before you pull it down over your body.

“Chris get out!” Your voice loud as you didn’t think he would have barged and yank the blanket off of you.

Chris is still silent as he backs out of the room tossing the blanket back to you. Once Chris is out of the room you see nick out of the corner of your eye. “He so immature” Nick groans as he buries his face back into his pillow, hiding from the sunlight.

“Yeah” Your voice is one of shock. You get out of bed and grab a pair of nicks pants that are lying on the floor, throwing them on before heading out of the room. Your met with a flushed Chris in the podcast studio, sitting wide eyed in a chair.

You cock your head slightly at Chris as you catch his eye. “I didn’t know- I’m so sorry, i really didn’t mean to” Chris starts to apologize like crazy, his face in his hands.

“Chris it’s ok, i know you didn’t mean it” Your voice is soft as it reaches Chris ears. As reassuring smile rest lightly on your lips.

“Are you sure, I’ll forget i even saw anything” He rambles on; but the lie of forgetting the way your legs looked slipped past his lips. He knows He’ll never forget the way your legs looked, how long and smooth they are under the baggy pants you wear.

“Chris I’m sure” You lock eyes with him for a split second. A soft smile now paints its self onto Chris’s lips as you look at each other. You can tell he’s about to say something but his mouth shuts as you hear the bedroom door open behind you.

“Will you two stop eye fucking each other,” Nicks voice is loud in the quiet environment, breaking the state you and Chris had been in. “It’s sickening.”

You didn’t move from your spot as Nick walked behind you to go downstairs, to lost in the fact that you felt a small spark on the base of your spine. The way Chris was looking at you before nick had walked in made you feel some way; a way you couldn’t put your finger on. All you knew is that you needed to figure out why he made you feel that way…

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THANK YOU FOR READING LOVE YOU!!

Ri.talks: I wrote this in like an hour and I have a good idea how the next part of this is going to go!!! Be ready💋💋

[blackdollette]

"fuck me to death." | euronymous

did you know that there's a tunnel under ocean blvd. - lana del rey

summary: getting facefucked by euronymous

inspired by @angelsnkisses

p.s. this has nothing to do with the original oystein aarseth. this is rory's portrayal of the character.

reader x euronymous

contents: blowjob, masturbation

the crowd went wild as mayhem finished their show. you peeked out from backstage to see your boyfriend grinning, causing a smile to spread across your lips.

the band made their way backstage as you sat down on the little couch in the corner. the other members of the band left to go to the bar. you were picking at your dark red nail polish as euronymous walked over to you, sitting beside you and putting your legs on his lap.

you looked at him. "arent you heading to the bar with the rest of the band?" you brushed some of his hair out of his face.

he shook his head. "no. i had something else planned for tonight." he smirks at you, and you cant help but be curious.

"what did you have in mind?" you lean forward a little, waiting to hear his answer.

his grin widens. "you'll find out soon enough, but for now, why dont you get on your knees."

a confused expression crosses your face. "w-what...?" you really didnt know if you heard him correctly.

"you heard me. on your knees. now." he looked at you, his gaze hardening a little as you obey his command. his eyes meet yours as you're now on your knees in front of him. he spreads his legs so that you can stay in between them.

he smiles a little, stroking your cheek with his thumb. "such a pretty girl." he whispers. you smile at his words, especially since you knew that he wasnt the type to throw around compliments like that.

euro sighed as he looked at you, a slightly lustful gaze in his eyes. he moved his other hand to the buckle of his bullet belt. suddenly, you knew what this was all about. and you were more than happy to give him what he wanted.

you watched as his bulge started to strain against his black jeans. you put your hand on it, slowly rubbing it to get a reaction out of him.

this earned you a low groan from him as he put his hands in your hair. he grinned before speaking.

"you know what i want. so give it to me." he slips off his belt and puts it on the armrest of the couch.

you wasted no time unbuttoning his jeans. you pushed his boxers down far enough for his cock to spring out right at your face. you flinched a little, causing euro to chuckle softly.

you knew he was getting needy, eager to feel your warm mouth around his hard cock. but there was no fun in just giving him what he wanted, so you decided to tease him a little.

you kitten-licked the tip, peppering soft kisses all over his. euro knew that you felt like being a tease tonight, so he would have to fight fire with fire.

"oh for fuck's sake." he growls before grabbing the back of your head and shoving his cock down your throat. you eyes widened and immediately welled with tears.

"scratch my leg if you need to breath." he says as he starts bucking his hips into your mouth, groaning from the sensation that he's been hungry for all night.

he grabs a fistful of your hair before pushing your head all the way down, making you deepthroat his length. he let out a long moan as you took all of him in your mouth.

he looked down at you, wiping the black tears streaming down your face. you start bobbing your head up and down, the sounds of gagging and gurgling mixed with euro's moans sounding like music to your ears.

you moved one of your hands under your skirt, moving your wet panties to the side so you could access your dripping pussy. you rubbed circles around your hard clit. the moans you let out made vibrations go through euro's entire body. he let out a moan that you had never heard before. one filled with pure lust and desire.

he put both of his hands in your hair and started forcefully fucking your mouth. tears were streaming down your face and saliva coating your chin as you continued fingering yourself. the moans you let out on his cock made him even more desperate for you.

euro's moans got even louder and more frequent, occasionally mixed with little whimpers. his cock began to twitch in your mouth as he was getting closer to his climax. you felt yourself getting to that point as well.

you began to swirl your tongue around his cock as he forced it into you, getting a groan out of him.

your spit bubbled down his cock, and the sight of this sent him over the edge. he pushed your head all the way down as he released all his cum into your bruised throat.

a few more circles on your clit were enough to make you cum right after, sending another waves of vibrations through his body once more.

he tugged at your hair as he threw his head back, his eyes crossing slightly. he came again, even more than before. he pulled your head off of his dick and looked at you.

a mixture of your spit and his cum was dripping down your neck as you looked at him with a little smile.

euro smiled back, kissing you on the forehead softly. "lets get you cleaned up so we can head to the bar." he zips his dick back into his pants before patting you on the cheek.

he grabbed a rag from the ground and cleaned you up a little, right before planting a soft kiss your lips.

author's note: this was inspired by one of the many amazing writers on this platform. i hope you all enjoyed this!

[cur-sedd]

𝘌𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

here is a late christmas present. uhm ngl i was half alive writing this so if it doesnt make sense im sorry ㅠㅠ uhmm! yeah i tried smth new with the whole getting eaten out and fingering shit saurr bare with me 😭 idk if i wanna do vampire!txt or some soobie smut next rahh. i'll figure it out. MDNI!! NSFW content below ╰┈➤ hard dom (?) hyuka x fem!reader, hair tugging, getting eaten out-ovbi, fingering (bc i have an obsession), hints at over stimulation, begging, edging, not proof read, i think thats it, lmk if i missed anything

You gripped Hyuka’s hair as he made laps on your cunt. His perfect nose, stimulating your clit in ways you couldn't do yourself. You legs shook as you felt another orgasm make its way. You whine softly, pulling his hair more. Once you did so, Hyuka pulled his head back. “Baby, i told you to stop pulling my hair.” His voice echoed through the heated room as you huffed slightly. Great. Its been the third time Kai has done this to you. Its not your fault you cant keep your hands to yourself. You took your legs off of your boyfriend’s shoulders with a small click of your tongue. Kai continued to hold your legs up, admiring the mess he has made out of you.

You let out a sigh opening you mouth to counter back only for strings of curses to come right out. Hyuka harshly pumped his fingers in and out of your swollen cunt as you cried out. Your body shook slightly as you bit your lower lip, trying to stifle those angelic sounds “Let it out baby or i’ll stop.” Kai spat out softly, His hands started to slow down so you quickly spoke, brows pinched up slightly. “No- no please dont- mmph, dont stop.” You mumbled. A small smirk appeared on Hyuka's lips. It was strange how deceiving he was. Its like he has two different sides. He is so sweet, affectionate with you when he is around others. Going as far to play with your clothes, even pepper small kisses on your neck. But when he is the one begging you to go home with him because he got hard and needs you to satisfy him, he just completely switches up! Manhandling you, turning and throwing you around when he wants. Holding your arm up when he fucks you senseless.

The pace of Kai’s fingers only went quicker the louder you moaned. Your back arched as you jumbled your words of  “right there” “so good” and “gonna cum” along with a bunch of curses. You moved your body back slightly but Hyuka quickly pulled you back onto his fingers. “ ‘s too much baby-” You grunted softly, squeezing your eyes shut as he went at an unforgiving pace. You could barely even speak at this point with the amount of pleasure and overstimulation literally ruining you. Kai didnt respond to your words as he abused your cunt. You went from cursing to begging him to let you cum just once more like you didnt cum a few moments ago. And finally, he agreed. You slowly came down from your high as you chested heaved in and out heavily. Your shirt lifted right about your breasts from Kai’s earlier teasing. Suddenly, you felt a warm tongue clean you up at your core. You slowly shook your head with a slight furrow to your brows, giving Kai a playful glare. “Mm? It was only prep anyways baby! We haven't even started yet.” Kai chuckled softly, lifting his head from in between your legs, flashing his iconic smile.

Were you tired? Hell yes, but where you gonna stop him from making you feel so right? Nuh uh. He needed you so bad, and he knows you need him too. ૮₍˶ •. • ⑅₎ა

a/n: this was inspired by the answer the one and only @dearlyjun (sorry for the tag 😭) gave me when i sent her an ask a bit ago so hope yall like it 💞

[msgexymunson]

Hey!

If your requests are open, may I ask for

Face sitting in the back of eddies van. 😏

Warnings: fem!oral receiving, obviously, slight fluff to smut, best friends to something

A/n: so I got this ages ago, then Rumour took my attention so I do apologise! But here it is, supposed to be a drabble but turned into 2k words Haha. Not as proof read as I would like!

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Smoke hangs in the air; a hazy cloud seeps through and around the small space, stinging your eyes. You slouch languidly, back propped up on a worn out cushion, sitting cross legged on the floor of Eddie's van with a multitude of musty blankets beneath you. A miasma of weed clung to the pair of you.

Eddie's laying on his back with his head in your lap, one leg up and bent at the knee swaying back and forth. Ever the fidget, he always had to be moving.

There's a comfortable calm in the air, one that encompasses you both each time you smoke like this. It's as if the world outside doesn't exist; it's just you and your best friend Eddie.

Humming along to the metal playing in the background, you run your hand through Eddie's hair. You can tell he's enjoying it, closing his eyes at the feeling of your soft fingers.

"Sweetheart you have to stop that, I'm gonna fall asleep."

"Fine," you smile mischievously, and thread your hand into his hair, giving it a sharp tug instead. He jumps up in shock.

"Holy shit don't do that princess!"

"Sorry did it hurt?"

Eddie blushes pink. "Actually it felt kinda nice." He chuckles, running his hand to the back of his neck.

"You're such a perv."

"Well, you're the one getting all handsy sweetheart, I never asked to have my hair pulled." He winks at you, throwing you one of those disarming grins that turns your stomach into a fluttering mess of butterflies.

"I know, we should play a game!"

You roll your eyes "if you suggest I Spy I swear to God Eds-"

"I was actually gonna say Never Have I Ever."

"Eddie I'm not playing that, it doesn't work with two people! And you just want to find out freaky sex stuff."

Eddie looks shocked, dramatically holding his hand to his mouth. "Well I never! I wouldn't possibly do something like that!"

You laugh at him, hitting him playfully on the arm. "You're such a weirdo."

He opens his arms, gesturing at himself "uh, what gave me away?" You shake your head at him, but you cant help the smile that creeps across your face.

"How about Truth or Dare?"

"What possible dares can we do in the van Eddie?"

He raises his eyebrows at you. "Well, I can think of one or two..." Smug smirk spreading across his face.

You know that look, you'd seen it before. There was the time at Gareth's party when you had both gotten wasted and made out in the closet. Then there was the time at Jeff's house when you were so stoned you needed to be touched and had basically forced Eddie's hands onto your tits, not that he needed much encouragement.

This seems different though. You had been smoking, sure, but not excessively so. The atmosphere had changed. It felt charged, like a storm was brewing out of sight and you were waiting for the rain to start.

"Don't look at me like that Eds." You deflect, looking away, eyes settling on the tobacco and papers laying haphazardly on the floor. Grabbing them you start to roll, grateful to have something to distract you from those wide brown eyes of his.

"I'm just looking at you!" He shrugs his shoulders; you see the movement out of the corner of your eye. He shuffles closer, crossed legged in front of you so your knees are nearly touching. Blood rushes to your cheeks and reaches the tips of your ears, trying desperately to focus on rolling.

"I just, I had a question."

You look up, sparking the joint, and take a few drags before you finally return his eye contact.

"If you wanna ask something just ask Eds, we don't have to play a game."

You steel yourself for whatever the hell is about to come out of his mouth.

"Have you ever sat on a guy's face?" 

But you certainly weren't prepared for that.

Coughing in shock, smoke trickles out your nose in a burning puff. Your eyes water, trying to clear your sinuses from the sudden onslaught.

"Eddie what the fuck."

"You said just ask! I just, I never had anyone do that to me before, I was curious."

Blushing crimson, you manage to say quietly "I've never, had a guy, do that. Ever."

"You've never had a guy go down on you?!" He looks shocked, eyebrows raised so high they disappear into his fringe.

"Guys aren't exactly keen to do that Eds, they usually only want one thing." 

"Well I am, I mean, I could." Honest soft eyes gaze into your own.

"Are you seriously offering to-"

"Eat you out? Yeah."

"Fuck Eddie so poetic." You can't help but laugh at his crude language.

"It's just, I'll do you a favour, you do me a favour, you know?"

Of all the things you thought would happen tonight, this certainly wasn't one of them. Suddenly feeling far too sober, you take a couple more drags and pass the smoke to Eddie.

"Eddie, that's more than a favour, like seriously."

"Well, then you can pay me back sometime." He laughs, biting his bottom lip. You feel your pulse travel down to your pussy at his words.

"Eds, I don't want this to, get weird."

"News flash princess, we are weird. I see the way you look at me. Plus remember that time you flashed me in the park?" Shit forgot about that one.

"Fair point. But this is like, the point of no return." 

He throws his head back with laughter, "shit princess you don't have to be so fucking dramatic, it's just head." He wipes moisture out the corner of his eye.

"That did sound like a movie poster line." You smile, glad that he can put you at ease so simply.

"So, is that a yes or a no? If you don't want to you can pretend that this conversation never happened." He reaches to you, hand stroking your knee.

"I suppose we could try it." He beams at you.

"Is that a yes then? I don't want an 'I suppose'"

"Yes Eddie. I will sit on your face."

He chuckles and reaches out to touch your face. "Can I- can I kiss you?"

You nod, breath catching in your throat.

Hesitantly he touches your chin, leaning slowly forward, eyes darting from your eyes to your lips, giving you every opportunity to back out. You move closer to him, hand coming to rest on his waist.

Lips crush against yours, chapped but soft, slight brush of stubble against your skin. His tongue pushes into your mouth and you grip at his shirt, amazed at how strongly he's making you feel just from a simple kiss.

He reaches for your hips, pulling you towards him. Straddling his lap its evident that you're not the only one getting turned on; his hard length is practically straining to pop out of his jeans.

"Excited are we?" You roll your hips against him and he groans loudly.

"Fuck off, I've had a hard on since you pulled my hair." You laugh, but it transforms into a moan when Eddie starts mouthing at your neck, setting loose zings of pleasure.

"Fuck, Eds."

"Yeah? That good princess?" He sucks a bruise into your skin, pulling a gasp from you, feeling the blood collect and blossom.

"Can I take these off?" His hands reaching to your jeans, fingers dipping in the waistband.

You clamber off him in an ungainly manner, stripping off your bottom half, pulling your pants down in the process. Eddie sucks in a breath through his teeth at the sight of you naked from the waist down.

"Fuck, princess, ok so this is really happening, ok ok-"

You place a hand on his chest "Eds you're rambling."

"Sorry, I didn't think you were really gonna let me" he chuckles and lays down, grabbing your cushion to put under his head. "Whenever you're ready princess."

Taking a deep breath in a failed attempt to calm your jangling nerves, you straddle him, hovering over the top of his chest, knees either side of his head.

"Fuck me, sweetheart you smell really good."

"Eddie you're such a perv!"

"Its true!" You laugh, hiding your face in your hands, heart racing.

"Come on, sit." You inch closer to him, afraid to put your weight down, when he grows impatient and grabs your hips, forcing you down.

Eddie immediately pushes his tongue into you, wiggling muscle diving straight into your clenching hole. Your reaction is immediate, grinding against him with a broken moan flying out of your mouth. You can feel him groaning, the vibrations sending jolts through your cunt, electric pleasure grounding into your core.

His nose is pushing into your clit, flicking against you with each movement of his head. He licks a wide belt up your pussy, the flat of his tongue pressing against your collection of nerves.

"Oh my God, Eddie!" You screech into the van, entirely taken with the way he's making you feel, the world outside a hazy memory.

Struggling to keep yourself upright, you lean one hand against the side of the van, the other makes it's way into Eddie's hair, pulling softly, nails scratching at his scalp.

This only serves to compel Eddie, doubling his efforts, fingers pushing into the dough of your hips, massaging into you firmly. The noise of him slurping and sucking echoes; it's so loud it nearly drowns out your cries.

You're grinding against him freely now, unable to restrain the burning arousal collecting deep within you.

"Oh Eddie, fuck you're gonna make me cum."

He moves his head away briefly, just enough to speak.

"Please, please come for me. Come on my face." And he's pressing his plush lips to your clit, sucking on it, while his hand reaches to your heat, pushing his thick thumb inside you.

You weren't expecting the thunderbolt of fervour rushing through you when his digit breached your cunt. You buck into it, feeling every movement of his thumb, lips, tongue, hands; a wave crashing down through you.

You cry out his name almost silently, mouth hanging open in a wordless gape. Your release rushes out, ripping out of you, stripping away everything, all doubt, all pain, leaving just pleasure, and Eddie. The shock of it wrenches your muscles, forces you to fall to the side, legs trembling with revelation. Never had an orgasm felt like this. Never had you been left a shaking, whimpering mess.

You try to remember to breathe, but it comes out in ragged pants. Part of your brain is trying to tell you to cover up but your body does not care. You lie there, a shell, empty of purpose and thought, staring mindlessly at the ceiling of the van.

A face comes into view above you, shining with your slick, curtained with soft brown curls. You've never seen such a smug grin in all your life.

"That good, princess?"

You open your mouth to make a snarky comment, but it dies on your tongue. The noise you make is soft, and nonsensical.

Eddie laughs and wipes his mouth before kissing you on the forehead. He lights the half a joint that was left over from earlier, takes a couple of drags and hands it to you. You clutch it with trembling fingers, taking a shaky hit, then another.

Eventually you sit up, pulling a blanket over your legs.

"So, you ok princess?" 

"Yeah just about. Fucking hell."

He chuckles, bringing you into his arms for a cuddle. "Fucking hell good?"

"Fucking hell we are doing other stuff."

He bursts out laughing, kissing your cheek.

"Whatever you say princess."

[aprilclementine]

can’t get the thought out of my head that Steve had come to terms with his feelings before Eddie did, and it’s so obvious to everyone except but Eddie. touching and holding him at every chance he gets, spending all his free time with him, and then the daydreams start. Steve even starts getting high with Eddie, just to be with him more, and the weed just seems to elevate his day dreams.

One lazy night, the boys are up in Steve’s room, laid out on his bed, passing a blunt between the two of them as they stared up at Steve’s ceiling. finding comfort in the presence of each other, Steve had reached for Eddies hand that laid between him, and laced their fingers together. The boys would throw out comments between moments of silence, (Stevie, this wallpaper is a f-cking eye sore).

Steve had turned on his side now, watching Eddie inhale deeply, the way his cheeks hollowed, and rounded out again as he held the smoke. He watched as Eddie closed his eyes, letting the weed burn in his throat, and rolled his head out over Steve’s pillow, to blow the smoke up towards the ceiling. Steve hadn't even realized he was white-knuckling the sides of his jeans with his unoccupied hand.

Steve closes his eyes, moving to lay on his back again. He needs to get his breathing back under control, because right now, the only image he can see behind his eyelids is Eddie between his legs, jaw locked, like he cant stop giving him head, lips stretched out around Steve’s big-

Steve shakes his head, willing himself to open his eyes. He turns his head, just as Eddie is mindlessly holding out the blunt for him to take. Steve takes it with a shaky hand, glad Eddie doesn't notice, as he brings it to his lips, taking a long drag, letting it out with a sigh.

"What's on your mind, sweets?" Eddie had asked, eyes closed, free hand drumming his fingers over his torso.

Steve paused, taking another hit, counting in his head before he released. "Just thinking about how I've never chain-smoked before, I'm so new to all this."

Eddie let out a quiet laugh, "Chain-smoke? Steve, do you mean shotgunning?"

Steve looked at Eddie, pout evident on his lips. "What? What's shotgunning?"

Eddie was now reaching for the blunt in Steves hand, "Can I just show you?"

Steve had nodded slowly, turning his body to face Eddie. "Course, you can, is it like when you blow out those O-shaped rings?"

Eddie shook his head, letting go of Steve’s hand, sitting up on his knees, Steve’s eyes following him closely. Steve watched as Eddie put the blunt in his mouth, holding it in place, as he moved closer to Steve, pushing his shoulder back so Steve was laying on his back again.

Steves mouth fell open slightly, as Eddie slowly put a leg over his thighs. Steve looked up at Eddie with pleading eyes, as Eddie leaned over his torso, and used a hand to hold Steve’s jaw in place, as he used his thumb to drag his chin down, opening Steve’s mouth more, before moving said hand to lay flat against the bed, right beside Steve’s head.

Eddie used his other hand to pull the joint out of his mouth, brows furrowed slightly, as he held the smoke in his mouth, before he leaned in and released the smoke in Steve’s open mouth.

Steve, who had seemed to have slipped into a state of shock the second Eddie put his hand on his jaw, was brought back to reality as he felt the burn of the smoke hit the back of his throat, and the faintest touch of Eddies lips against his. Time moved in slow motion for Steve, as if Eddie had let his lips linger on his for a beat too long, before Eddie was sitting up slowly, as Steve turned to the side blowing the smoke out.

Steve had to close his eyes again, to make sure he wasn’t having some super vivid weed-induced daydream. But, when he turned towards where Eddie sat, opening his eyes again, being met with Eddies intense gaze, looking at Steve as if he was pondering something. Eddie sits up a little more, holding the blunt out to Steve. “Wanna try now?”

Steve had to dig his nails into his palm until he was sure he had drawn blood, before he replied. “Can I?” He asked as he grabbed the almost roach, from Eddies hand.

Eddie nodded simply, leaning back on his palms, as Steve sat up. “Lay em on me, big boy.”

Steve had let out a soft laugh, at the nickname, trying to ease the nerves. He brought the blunt to his mouth, inhaling deeply, moving it away from his face, as he leaned into Eddie.

Steve’s mind was racing, no way this was just straight-bro activites, no way, he could never have imagined Tommy H partaking in shotgunning with him, so Steve hesitated, didn't even let his lips slightly touch Eddies, as he blew the smoke into his mouth.

Steve couldn’t even grab Eddies face, and he so badly wished he could've, he wanted to grab Eddies face, and keep their lips pressed together, passing smoke back and forth. Steve wanted to discard of the blunt and grip Eddies hair so he could pull on it roughly, and hear the sweet sounds he would make for Steve, and Steve only.

But, Steve hesitated. Steve hesitated because Eddie was straight, and they were just two friends, just doing what friends do, apparently.

Steve pulled back as soon as the last of the smoke left his mouth, looking for any sign of regret on Eddies face, as blew the smoke out of his mouth with a sigh.

"You did it wrong, Harrington." Steve looked at Eddie, confused as Eddie sat up straigth again.

"Let me show you how it's actually done."

"Eddie, the blunts practically all filter now, you won't even be able to-"

"Steve, give it to me." Steve handed over what was left of the blunt, to Eddie, putting his hands up in defense.

"See, Eds, theres no way-" Steve cut himself off watching Eddie pinch the end, as he brought it to his lips, inhaling, as he used his other hand, to grab the side of Steves face, and pull Steve so close to himself, their chests were flush with eachothers, and Steve was worried eddie could hear his rapid heartbeat.

Before Steve could even give it another thought, Eddie was slamming his lips into Steves, if Steve hadn't been so shocked by the sudden action he wouldve realized there was little to no smoke in Eddies mouth to begin with.

Steves body finally caught up to his brain, and he deepened the kiss, bringing one hand up to the nape of Eddies neck, and the other gripping his waist. Eddie hummed against Steves mouth, and hooked his other arm around Steve, still holding his face in the other.

Steve was the first to pull away from the kiss. “I wish I would’ve started chain smoking sooner.” Steve said in between breaths, as Eddie moved lower to kiss along his neck.

Eddie sighed sitting up, rubbing at his temple. “Steve, it's called shotgunning. SHOTGUNNING!”

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i have had this short thing in my drafts for a week now and have been so busy trying to perfect the bartender Steve rockstar Eddie fic, and juggle work and school. but!!! winter break is soon so i hope you enjoyed this little thing before i can get back to my longer posts!