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Promptober Day 10👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): “I said I don’t fucking care- just pick something! God” Carmy huffs, going back to scribbling down ideas for the weeks upcoming menu. It was already Sunday evening, and he was overwhelmed and stressed about having to come up with the weekly menu all on his own since Syd was out sick with the flu. 

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hellooooo! Welcome to day 10/31 of Promptober! We are 1/3 of the way through, can you believe it! Thank you so much for all of the love you've all been giving me in regards to both prompt&kinktober! As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! & If you'd like to be added to the taglist for either celebration, comment on the according masterlist & I will add you! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k+ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Smut, Face-sitting, No use of y/n, Pet names, sassy Carmy, kinda breath play?, Handcuffs 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗸𝗮-𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀 & @/𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀

“I said I don’t fucking care- just pick something! God” Carmy huffs, going back to scribbling down ideas for the weeks upcoming menu. It was already Sunday evening, and he was overwhelmed and stressed about having to come up with the weekly menu all on his own since Syd was out sick with the flu. 

It was rare that he got snappy with you, and knew that when he did it was because he was at his wits end. 

You had been going back and forth over what he should make the two of you for dinner, and you were being indecisive per usual. During times like these, he would usually have you pick from a list of 3 things he could come up with knowing the ingredients you two had in the house, but he didn’t want to have to think- he just wanted you to pick something. 

“Alright, well the first thing I want is my head back” you said in a challenging tone, watching him carefully at the way he reacted. Instead of spitting something back, he just dramatically rolled his big blue eyes without even looking up or acknowledging what you said. You scoffed a bit, putting a hand on your hip “excuse me? Hello?” You said in a firm tone and he finally lifts his head to meet your gaze. 

“I dunno what you’re talking about” he said monotone before looking back at his list and you tilt your head a bit at his bold neglect to take acknowledgment over his bratty behavior.  

“No- no. This is done, you’re done right now. Go lay down I’ll be in there in a second” you said and he shook his head, getting up and going to the bedroom, muttering something to himself about not being fair which just made you smirk. 

You went to your second bedroom which really just doubled as a closet for you, putting on a sheer pink babydoll lingerie dress, and grabbing the pink fuzzy handcuffs from your handcuff drawer. You sauntered back in, turning the fairy lights on for a dimmer ambiance and he sat up on his elbows when he saw you, interest perked when he saw your bare peaked breasts through the fabric. 

His reaction caused you to smirk, spinning the fluffy cuffs around your finger for good measure. “Strip down to your boxers. You need an attitude adjustment” you ordered, and before you could finish he was on his feet, kicking off his jeans and pulling off his fitted white T shirt before laying down for you on his back. 

You took his wrist, cuffing it to the bar of your metal frame, being sure it wasn’t so tight it was uncomfortable. “I’m gonna put that mouth to better use then sassing. You’re not allowed to touch yourself” you knelt above him and he eagerly nods looking up at you with a wanton gaze, cheeks pink all the way to the tips of his ears.”Use your words” you ordered 

“Yes Ma’am” he muttered and you fluffed your nightgown out as you got settled over his face, using his strong large nose to get yourself off at first and sighing in pleasure. He flattened his tongue over your hole, humming softly as he sucks on your folds, using his free hand to grip the fat of your ass.

“I think you’ve been working too much, Bear. You need to clear your head. You remember what to do if it gets too much, right?” You confirmed and he hummed, tapping on your flesh 2 times in succession and you hum. “Good bear” you grind your hips into his face and moan in tandem as he burried his nose and mouth into your flesh. Your eyes fluttered shut in bliss as you use his nose bridge to massage your clit and he rubs and squeezes at your hip as he ate you like a man starved. 

“Fuck- you’re so fucking good at that, babe” you brushed his curls off his forehead,looking down at him through the mesh of your nightgown to see his eyes were closed in bliss, brows knit together in focus as he lapped and slurped at your juices. “So pretty” you purr, grinding your face down further nearly cutting off his air, but he had talked to you about it before, it was his favorite form of breath play. 

“It’s so fucking hot you get so turned on when I suffocate you with my pussy like this- shit” you moaned out, head draping back and your long tendrils brushing his navel which caused him to shiver a bit. You giggled at the action, lifting your hips a bit to let him breathe and he panted softly, his face red and hot from both excitement and lack of breathing 

“You can go longer, I’ll tap you cmon” he said desperately, taking a big breath and you giggled as you sat down, grinding your hips in circles over his mouth and nose, a giggle quickly turning into a breathy moan as your jaw falls slack at the pleasure it brought. You bring a hand up to your breast, playing with your peaked nipple through the thin, mesh fabric of your nightgown, looking down at him with a minx like smirk.

“You’re a fucking freak- I love it” you put your hand on the headboard for support, finding his hand and holding it as you ride his face faster, moaning hotly as his nose brushes over your clit and he thrusts his tongue in and out of your pussy, pushing it up against your front wall and slurping down all that he could.

“Holy fucking shit- Yes- Carm oh my god- I’m gonna fucking cum” you whine, grinding down on him harder and he moaned into you, the vibrations pushing you closer to the edge. “Fuck - fuck carmy- D’you need me to get up?” you shifted your hips and he quickly grabs your hip with his free hand, pulling you back into place and moving his tongue faster. 

“Oh- oh- cumming” you squeak, feeling that hot pleasure filled wave flood your core, your abdomen clenching and core muscles spasming around his tongue. He sucked and slurped down what you gushed around him, nuzzling his nose back and forth over your clit in a way that had your eyes rolling back and lids fluttering shut involuntarily. He continued to eat you out like he never had before, Holding you there until you had fully ridden out your high and moaning into you like he was the one getting head. You could barely scream, or moan- you could just pant and gasp and shiver.

When he finally tapped you you were essentially brainless, looking down at him after you pulled off. His face was nearly purple but he had a lovesick smile on his face, nearly giggling. 

“Can we go again after I catch my breath?” 

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @gallaghersgal - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

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Promptober Day 6 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): You were roused from your slumber with sweet wet kisses on your thighs from your beautiful husband, gently humming into your skin when he felt you gently scratching his scalp as a way to tell him you were up.  “Sorry…couldn’t sleep.” He muttered, gently nosing at your cotton panties. “These are wet” he said softly causing a sleepy giggle to leave your throat. 

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Helloooooo!! Welcome to day 6 of Promptober! Per usual thank you so much for all the love that i've been given on both prompt&kinktober so far! & As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! & If you'd like to be added to the taglist for either celebration, comment on the according masterlist & I will add you! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.4k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Smut, Dirty talk, Pre-established relationship, No use of y/n 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

You were roused from your slumber with sweet wet kisses on your thighs from your beautiful husband, gently humming into your skin when he felt you gently scratching his scalp as a way to tell him you were up. 

“Sorry…couldn’t sleep.” He muttered, gently nosing at your cotton panties. “These are wet” he said softly causing a sleepy giggle to leave your throat. 

“Lu- it’s Sunday baby, what got you up?” You asked and he rested his chin gently on your mound as he looks up at you, his features barely being made out in the dark room. 

“I just love you. Was thinkin’ about it, couldn’t fall back asleep.” He said, resting his cheek on your thigh cutely, drawing patterns on your other leg with gentle fingers. 

“Yeah? Why don’t you and I have some fun mm? Burn some of that energy? Maybe we can sleep until the sun comes up?” You asked, softly stroking his cheekbone with the back of your finger. 

He hummed softly, eyes fluttering shut. “That would help. Can I take these off then?” He asked sweetly, tugging at your panties waistband with his forefingers and you nodded, lifting up your hips for him. He tugged them off easily, guiding them down your thighs and your shins, tossing them to the floor before guiding your thighs over his shoulders. 

He kissed your mound lightly, gently nosing at you like he did before, moaning hotly at your scent before diving in with his tongue, eyes fluttering shut at your taste and gently stroking your thighs with his hands as he began to run over your clit with a flat wide tongue. You whined, spreading your legs for him further and tangling your fingers in his hair to pull him in closer. 

Slurping and sucking sounds were like music to your ears, mixed with his moans as he fully lost himself in your flavor. 

Your spine arched off the bed as he flicked his expert tongue over your clit, swirling around it in tight circles as he teased your entrance with the tip of his broad middle finger. He smirked slightly as he felt you clench around nothing. 

“You want me to fingerfuck you pretty girl?” He mumbled into you before continuing and you nodded fervently, your grip on his hair tightening as you grind your hips onto his tongue. 

“That’s it - fuck just like that- don’t fucking stop” you whined hotly, other hand grabbing your breast and playing with your sensitive peaked bud. He hums in agreement, thrusting his finger inside half way and pumping it softly. Your jaw fell slack at the pleasure it brought, your walls tightening around him in ecstasy.  

Your manicured toes curled, and he lightly stroked your bare leg with his free hand. He curled his finger right on that spongy spot once he felt it, pressing and swiping it with a mind numbing rhythm. 

“Good girl, that’s my good girl” he praised, licking kissing and sucking your clit in a pattern that had your thighs threatening to close around his face, but you forced them to stay open with all your might since the feeling was just too good. 

“Luca I’m gonna fucking cum” you wined out and he hummed, flicking his tongue over your clit faster with his expert tongue. Adding another finger only brought you to the brink faster, allowing yourself to let go and head fall back to the pillow as your orgasm came over you before you could stop it. 

“That’s it, thaaaats it” he praised, curling his finger faster in such a way that made you have to let go of his hair and grip the sheets as your back arched in white hot pleasure. “C’mon- c’mon Angel, open those pretty eyes doll” he said, his voice husky with lust and he continued to lap at your clit with a flat tongue in the way that drove you mad 

“S-so good- need you inside” you begged, pulling him up and kissing him deeply. He hummed softly into your mouth, resting his knee next to your hips and tugging himself out. One thing about him, was he was never one to deny you anything you wanted- especially in the bedroom, you usually only asked for something unless he literally didn’t hear you. 

He lined up with you, all 8 inches of him - and kissed your lips again, and again. It made you smile, the way he couldn’t get enough of your lips no matter where you were. You both moaned out when he pushed inside of you, only a good 3 inches inside as he started to thrust which already had you gripping his hand that you were now holding. 

“So fuckin tight doll” he panted into your mouth before kissing you harder as he pushed in 2 more inches and started thrusting so you could get used to him you whine out hotly, tightening your thigh around his waist and he grunted in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. 

His other hand that wasn’t holding yours rubbed down your abdomen in a slow sensual stroke so he could rub your clit. 

“More- please-“ you gasp, tightening your fingers around his and chasing his lips for another kiss. He rubbed you in tight circles, pulling away once he thrusted in fully and groaning at the sight of stretching you out. 

“You love that yeah?” He thrusts slowly, watching the way you opened to accommodate him, grunting hotly at the Schlick, schlick, schlick noise that came with each mind numbingly long thrust. It wasn’t that he was going achingly slow, he was just that big. 

“Love it- Hnmh- yes- yes- Lucaluca-Lu-“ you pull him to you as he buries himself to the hilt, your hips flush together. 

“Look at you princess, sound so pretty when I have you like this” he rubs you in up and down strokes as you wrapped your arm around the back of his neck and pulled him into a deep kiss. The kind where you barely breathed, and you were in a competition of sucking each others tongues and nipping lips, whimpers and whines coming from you both. 

“Cum in me- cum inside me I wanna fuckin’ feel it” you begged desperately, cupping his cheeks and pulling his lips to yours once more. He moaned into your mouth, wrapping your other leg around him and using both of his hands to hold your hips so he could have the perfect angle to pound in and out of you. The pace was frantic, you weren’t sure how you managed to handle it- let alone how he managed to keep it up. 

“Say that again- say it” he said against your lips, pressing his forehead to yours as you felt him fucking into the deepest parts of you, even in your fucking stomach. You let out an array of whimpers and whines with each snap of his hips, toes curling and heels digging into his spine as you felt yourself getting closer to another orgasm. 

“I- I want you-“ you gasp as he buries himself into the hilt and grinds into you, putting the most brain melting pressure on your g-spot and your jaw falls slack, eyes rolling slightly as they flutter shut and he chuckled a bit, kissing your chin and cheeks all over as he repeats the motion. 

“Mmm? What was that darling?” He rubs his thumb over your clit back and forth stimulating you on both ends of your most sensitive spot and you completely come undone beneath him, legs shaking, hips jolting, nails scratching down his back. He moaned hotly, picking up his pace again and you whine out at the sensitivity you felt as he pounded you through your orgasm, but it felt so good you couldn’t tell him to stop. 

“Almost there- fuck- just- shiiiit baby” his hips stutter for a moment, breath panting and quivering as he fucked himself to his high. You moan in ecstasy feeling the warmth of him paint your walls as he slowly continued to thrust, resting his knee on the bed because his knees and thighs were shaking at the way you quivered around him. 

You decided to just pull him to lay with you, being sure he didn’t pull out and kissing his chest while you grabbed his hand and guided it to your lower abdomen, where the swell of his hard cock made a bump just below your navel and he groaned as you push your hand over it and he felt the pressure inside of you 

“Shit- gimme a few I can go again just need to catch my breath”

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @gallaghersgal - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @maggiesarchives - @djlnkaled

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Promptober Day 7 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): 6 weeks. It had been 6 weeks since Carmy had left you without a word. You had felt it coming, though. He had become more flighty, stopped answering your texts- stopped coming over at random hours of the night after he’d gotten off work. You had been completely and utterly ghosted.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: WEEEEEEEE!!!! Welcome to day SEVEN of promptober! A whole week done already! Again, thank you so much for the love that everyone has been showing on the prompts for kink&promptober up to now! As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! & If you'd like to be added to the taglist for either celebration, comment on the according masterlist & I will add you! PS - Can you guess what song this blurb is based off of? Hehe 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 750+ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Sad Carmy, Swearing, No use of y/n 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

6 weeks. It had been 6 weeks since Carmy had left you without a word. You had felt it coming, though. He had become more flighty, stopped answering your texts- stopped coming over at random hours of the night after he’d gotten off work. You had been completely and utterly ghosted. 

All that though, for his location to still be on for you. When you were feeling extra depressed, or angry- you would go look at it. 9 times out of 10, it was at The Bear, or his Apartment. Tonight though was different, some bar a few blocks from your apartment ; The Black Dog. 

You scoffed, rolling your eyes. Another lie. You thought to yourself. Due to Donna’s problems- Carmy had sworn to you he never drinks anything other then beer now and again, and only 2 and max 3 if it’s his birthday. He also claimed to hate bars, so why was he there- when there are fucking flood warnings it was pouring out so hard no less. 

You put your phone down, crossing your arms and getting back into your current show you’d been hyperfixating on. A couple of hours later, just as your eyelids had started to feel heavy you heard a rattling at your window, causing you to jump and squeak in fear sitting up quickly. 

Your dog sits up quickly, pinning his ears back and growling as you got up and heard a slurred “‘s me- f-fuckin freezin’ out ‘ere” before more tapping and you rushed over to the window to see Carmy there soaked like a wet cat with a tipped pink nose and bright wind nipped cheeks. You open up the window at record speed, helping him in 

“What in the fuck are you doing here?!” You scolded, grabbing his shaking ice like fingers and bringing them to your lips, blowing your warm breath over them. You could literally hear his teeth chatter. 

“Uh- sh-shit um. I c-couldn’t drive m’sloshed n’the L is closed cause the rain n’m too far from home to walk and I was thinkin’bout you” he manages to get out between quick panting, shivering breaths. You shook your head, dragging him to the bathroom and plugging the tub to start him a hot bath. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Carmen? I don’t even know where to start” you said and he sighed, closing his eyes and he swayed a bit where he stood, grabbing onto the towel rack to steady himself. 

“Uhhhh-“ he hiccups “actually ‘er like why did I do what I did?” He asked stupidly, drunkenly as you pour in epsom salt for his likely to be sore muscles tomorrow after running (and likely tripping and falling due to the tear in his knee of his jeans) in the pouring rain. 

“Why the fuck we’re you drinking?” You asked, “arms up” you ordered and he held his arms over his head as you tug off his white shirt that was stuck to his body 

“Cause Mikey killed ‘emself 2 years ago” he hiccuped again “and I was thinkin’bout him and then I thought about if he knew you and uh….” He trailed off watching as you delicately removed his Saint Anthony chain from around his neck, placing it on the counter. 

“And what?” You asked, undoing the button on his jeans and he started to chuckle, shaking his head 

“What was I saying?” He asked “your hands went around my neck  and then near my dick and I just… poof all my thoughts are gone” he said, giggling drunkenly which caused you to laugh at just how adorable he sounded, smiling and speaking about his thoughts so openly was a side you’d never seen of him before. 

“I think it’s time for you to take a bath, because you’re gonna get hypothermia. I’m not touching you tonight, Carmy. Not like that” you told him and he pouted a bit as you tugged his wet jeans down his hips and helped him step out of them so he wouldn’t fall on his face and he huffed. 

“I deserve it. I’m kinda surprised that you opened the window- you’re too good to me” he slurred as you helped him get lowered into the bath and he sighed in relief as the warm water covered his skin, sinking down up to his shoulders and closing his eyes. You gently brushed the wet hair from his eyes, strings of it sticking to his forehead that you carefully slicked back with your nails

“I know, but I missed you too much to ignore you”

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @gallaghersgal - @maggiesarchives - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

[thecapricunt1616]

Promptober Day 2 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭) : “Liiiiip” You huff, for the third time in the last 10 minutes, and he still hadn’t acknowledged you as he kept yapping away about some baseball game with one of his friends from class, gently rubbing and squeezing your hip as he spoke. He’d finally had enough though, as he rolled his eyes and took a long sip of his beer before looking at you. “Yes, baby?” He asked? His Tone laced with annoyance. You had been moping around all night, saying that this party was no fun cause all they had was beer and straight whiskey (with no mixers available) which was fine by him. But you were more of a fruity carbonated girl, and all they were playing was boy music as you’d also whined to him earlier.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Welcome to day 2 of promptober! we get 2 doses of smut today, stay tuned tonight for kinktober day two! you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Impact play, spanking, Dom!Lip, College Lip 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

“Liiiiip” You huff, for the third time in the last 10 minutes, and he still hadn’t acknowledged you as he kept yapping away about some baseball game with one of his friends from class, gently rubbing and squeezing your hip as he spoke. He’d finally had enough though, as he rolled his eyes and took a long sip of his beer before looking at you. 

“Yes, baby?” He asked? His Tone laced with annoyance. You had been moping around all night, saying that this party was no fun cause all they had was beer and straight whiskey (with no mixers available) which was fine by him. But you were more of a fruity carbonated girl, and all they were playing was boy music as you’d also whined to him earlier. 

“I wanna go homee” you said and kissed his neck gently, nipping at a hickey you’d left last night before sucking it gently. 

“Ey’ cut it out” he moves his hand down to your ass and squeezes lightly “behave” he said low and quiet in your ear. In response you just bit down harder, which made him hiss a bit and he spanks you to get you to let go, earning a few snickers from his friends. 

“Owie!” You yelp a bit and he shook his head, finishing off the rest of his beer. 

“You tryna’ make a fool outta me isn’t gonna make us leave faster. In fact, I need another drink.” He led you with him back to the kitchen to get himself another beer. You groan dramatically, dragging your feet as you followed him. 

“You’re being unfair and a really big jerk” he said and he raised his brows, looking at you with a surprised look on his face. 

“I’ll give you one chance to take that back” he said with a smirk, pulling a corona out of the cooler and popping it open on the counter with one swift motion before taking a swig. The look dancing in his eyes was mischievous, and you knew you were playing with fire- but that didn’t stop you from loving the feeling of getting burned just a bit. 

“No. You’re being a big, mean boyfriend. A jerk. J, e, r, k” you lean in close, your lips nearly touching his as you spelt it out for him. He chuckled darkly, gently rubbing his hand up the small of your back, over your waist, to the back of your head. 

He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled your head back roughly, leaving hot, sultry kisses up the column of your throat until he got to your lips, whispering over them the same way you had just a few moments prior.  “You’re gonna regret that, babygirl”

“What did I say?” your hips jerked, mound swollen and on fire from the repeated assault of Lips cupped hand spanking your dripping cunt for the last 25 minutes. 

“P-please- M’sorry” you sniffled, trying and failing to close your legs to protect your sensitive core from any further punishment. “Don’t- don’t start again- I’ll remember I’ll remember!” you hiccuped a cry as you beg, your teary gaze meeting meeting his in the mirror. 

“The next time you forget to count, we’re starting again. Hear me?” He asked, his usual stark blue eyes blown wide and dark with lust. You nodded fervently, swallowing thickly and sniffling 

“6- that was six” you said and he used one of his knees that were hooked over yours to spread your legs wider. 

“Remember this next time you wanna mouth off in’fronta my friends” he brought his hand down again over your heat in a light smack, causing your hips to buck into his hand and a whiny cry to leave your lips 

“S-seven” you mewl, head falling back on his shoulder as you pant at the mixture of pain and pleasure. He tuts and nudges your cheek with his nose 

“Y’know what I’m gonna say kitten, you need t’watch er’ it doesn’t count” he said hotly in your ear and you whined, picking your head up and angling it for a kiss 

“Gimme kisses” you mutter and he leaned in, causing your eyes to flutter shut and just as you feel his lips brush yours he says 

“Who got themself in trouble” onto your lips in a low husky voice. You huff, annoyed he wasn’t giving you what you wanted 

“You because you’re the meanest- ah!” You yelp, his hand coming down against your pussy once more. 

“Wrong it’s that fuckin mouth. God, y’just don’t learn- and why aren’t you counting, brat?” He said hotly in your ear and you grind up against his hand, trying to get some friction to your aching clit 

“Eight- please daddy please I’m sorry I’ll be good I promise I’ll be good” you begged, putting your hand on top of his, guiding his fingers to your dripping core and his jaw fell slack, spreading your lips with his fingers so he could get a better view. 

“Holy fuck. No wonder y’such a brat. Y’get off on this mm? You like it when I punish you” he bites down on your neck as he spanks you again and you gasp, squirming against his chest 

“N-nine- nine” you cried, smears of black under your eyes from the tears that had gathered at your lash line. 

“Good girl, just one more then I’ll give you whatever you want yea?” He kissed your forehead sweetly and you grab his wrist 

“Gimme a kiss?” You ask sweetly and pucker your lips. 

“Whats the reason you’re being punished?” He asked again, gently kissing your chin as he waited for an answer. You whine and roll your eyes, finally deciding to relent. 

“My mouth.” You mutter and he hums in approval before gently grabbing your chin and angling your face to bring you into a sweet kiss that felt like it was much too short before he pulls away and delivers one last spank to your stinging skin making you gasp having not expected it 

“Ten” he said for you and you sigh in relief, head falling back on his shoulder and he said softly in the shell of your ear   “I think you learned your lesson”

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf @daysofyellowroses @mouseymilkovich @gallaghersgal @carmybrainworms @l4long-winded @babyspiderling @southsideserendipity @djlnkaled

[thecapricunt1616]

Promptober Day 1 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭) : You had just landed at Boston airport last night, got a rental car, and Luca drove you to the beautiful little AirBNB that was decked out in adorable Halloween decor. Of course to break in the new space you went for a few rounds as soon as you got there, and you had left your phones off since you got on the plane since neither of you wanted to be bothered, and if you didn’t see it you wouldn’t have the anxiety that came with feeling you were required to reply even though neither of you had any interest in having conversation with anyone but eachother at the moment, so none of your alarms had gone off thankfully.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: OMG! Hello! Welcome to day 1/31 of #TheBearblrPromptober2024! I am so excited to be taking part in this! If you didn't know, this prompt list was created by my lovely, wonderful, beautiful, smart and amazing friend @carmenberzattosgf! Everyone say 'Thank you Dirty Olive Martini!' for creating such a fun list & allowing everyone to use it! Halloween is my favorite holiday out of the entire year, so I'm reporting to you from the past 👻🔮ooooooo magical time travel🔮👻 I'm queuing this alllll the way back on 9/5 🤭! Can you tell how much I love Halloween?! Haha! I will be doing TWO Posts a day this October (I'm a psycho! I know! Hence why I'm reporting to you from the past hehe)! I will be participating in #TheBearblrPromptober2024! - you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇, Now- I will also be posting my own celebration at night- #TheCapricuntsKinktober2024! You can view my schedule & masterlist for that celebration right 🎃here🎃! I hope you all enjoy what I've cooked up for this upcoming month, I'm hoping to also be cooking on the asks that have been rotting away in my inbox for god knows how long in between posting, since all of Sept. was spent preparing for this celebration! Okay, I promise every authors note will not be this long - I just had to get the intro out of the way! Lastly if you'd like to be added to my taglist for either celebration, just click on the celebration links on my masterpost also linked above & comment, I will add you! Alright, without further ado- Let #TheBearblrPromptober2024 begin! oh my gosh it’s FINALLY October! I have the first 14 prompt/kinktober blurbs done. It’s gonna be a big month!! I hope I have the writing bug up my ass the whole month I have 46 more prompts to get done omfg!! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Fluff, Mentions of smut (no active smut) 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

You and Luca had finally gotten some time off. You were currently studying law at the University of Copenhagen, and decided that you were going to take the fall semester off because you and Luca had just gotten engaged and wanted time together to plan your wedding. Luca had made his way up to head pastry chef, so in celebration Luca had surprised you with a trip to Salem to see the foliage and do other fun fall things. 

Halloween was always you and Luca’s favorite holiday. In the 3 years that you had been dating, you had always picked out cute couples costumes together, The first year, You were Fred and Daphne from Scooby doo, The next you were Lilo and Stitch, and this year you were going to be some girl called D.VA and Luca would be a guy called Soldier 76 from some video game that he was always playing when he had free time.

You weren’t so sure what it was, you just knew she wore a cute leotard that made you feel like a superhero and an adorable pink bunny rabbit she carried around, and he even ended up finding a cute bunny backpack for your costume to go with it. Halloween though, was over a week away. You had just landed at Boston airport last night, got a rental car, and Luca drove you to the beautiful little AirBNB that was decked out in adorable Halloween decor. 

Of course to break in the new space you went for a few rounds as soon as you got there, and you had left your phones off since you got on the plane since neither of you wanted to be bothered, and if you didn’t see it you wouldn’t have the anxiety that came with feeling you were required to reply even though neither of you had any interest in having conversation with anyone but eachother at the moment, so none of your alarms had gone off thankfully.

You woke up, entangled limbs and pumpkin printed sheets, cheek mushed on Lucas pec comfortably, as embarrassing as it was, a little bit of drool crusted in the corner of your mouth. What could you say? The 7 hour flight on top of 4 hours of tacked on extra traveling and then nearly 3 hours of intense hooking up with your boyfriend that had the stamina of a stallion wiped you out to say the least. 

The room was still comfortably dark, just a sliver of light peeking through the blackout velvet curtains. 

You peeled your cheek off of his warm chest,  your eyes fluttering open to see your beautiful boyfriend sleeping beneath you still. You planted a gentle, loving kiss on his collarbone, before getting up and tending to your plans you had for the morning. Your loving, wonderful fiancee had gone through all of the planning of your trip on his own, because he wanted to surprise you. He’d known you’d always wanted to go to Salem, especially around Halloween which was your two’s special holiday.

You slip on your fluffy baby pink robe, adorned with bats that he’d bought you for the trip, as well as your nightmare before Christmas slippers and pad out to the kitchen. Your first line of business was to feed your black cat, Since it was your cat together, of course he was named Salem - Who was meowing and weaving between your legs, asking for his breakfast.

“I know baby I know baby!” You coo, picking him up and kissing his fluffy head as you walked to the kitchen. After you got him all settled, you got working on the Classic English Breakfast for Luca using the groceries that you’d ordered from instacart last night. Pork breakfast sausages, poached eggs, fried mushrooms and tomatoes, black pudding, and sourdough toast with lots of english butter, which you realized costed a whopping $6 opposed to it only being 2 back home. 

Just as you were getting everything plated on the table, you heard a cough come from the bedroom “Lu?” you called, hoping his throat felt a bit better then yesterday. Luca hated flying to say the least. 

“Are you cooking” he called back with a light cough. 

“Mm breakfast is made pretty boy” you went and stood at the doorway to see Salem had made his way to cuddle up on Lucas chest. “And petting him so close isn’t gonna help that dry throat” you told him, going over and kissing his forehead gently. 

He puckered his lips for a kiss and you lean down, brushing his messy blonde tufts out of his eyes and giving him a gentle kiss. “What did you make?” He asked softly when you pulled away, taking your hand and kissing the pads of your fingers gently. 

“I made you some green tea for that airplane throat, and your favorite, classic English- cmon. Let’s go curl up on the couch and watch Goosebumps” you told him and giggle as he pulled you to lay on top of him since Salem had went off to go play with his toys 

“Mmmmm - I don’t think that’ll be enough, I think I’m in the mood for something a little sweeter” he said softly in your ear before taking the lobe between your teeth and tugging gently. 

You giggled at the way he’d been awake  for not even 10 minutes and he was already trying to get you out of your robe this morning. 

“Breakfast, then dessert, let’s go handsome” you gently played with his pretty blonde locks and he hums. 

“I guess breakfast will get cold, mm” he said and kissed the side of your face lightly. “And I can tell you if your egg poaching skills have gotten any better” he teased, pushing up the bottom of your robe and squeezing your bum between his palms, trailing his hands up to your hips.

“It will- I know what those hands are up to” you giggled as they made their way back down to cup your heat through your panties. 

“They have a mind of their own in the mornings” he said with a small smirk. You hum and leaned in, kissing him deeply just enough to make him believe that he had won this little battle that he’d started with you, before pulling away and getting up with a frisky grin.

“Well it won’t be a fair judgment of my eggs if you let them get cold, Lu!” you giggled and made your way out to the dining room, leaving him cold in bed.

“You’re gonna pay for that - we don’t have anything planned today” he chuckled as he finally got up to follow you.

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf @daysofyellowroses @mouseymilkovich @gallaghersgal @carmybrainworms @l4long-winded @babyspiderling @southsideserendipity @djlnkaled

[thecapricunt1616]

Promptober Day 9👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): “Mmhmm” you called, opening the fridge and grabbing the bottle of what he was asking for which was the hard apple cider he’d found in the American section of the grocery store last time you went. This surprised you because Luca was not a drinker, in the slightest. This wasn’t because he was addictive around it, or even that he didn’t enjoy it- he was a lightweight. 

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hey there! Welcome to day 9/31 of promptober! Today we have our beloved London boy, Luca! I wasn't quite sure what to do for this one & have been writing a lot of smut lately so decided to write something fluffy & SFW for once! I hope you enjoy :D! As per usual, thank you all so much for all of your love on Promptober! I am loving reading everyone's stories that they've been posting for it! As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! & If you'd like to be added to the taglist for either celebration, comment on the according masterlist & I will add you! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.0k+ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: No use of y/n, swearing, lightly drunk Luca 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗸𝗮-𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀 & @/𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀

“Hey love did you want to grab one of those sparkling apple drinks I got?” Luca called from the living room. Dreaded soccer- or football season Luca called it, and pretty much everyone around you since you’d moved to the UK to be with your long term boyfriend. 

This meant that your weekends, and Monday & Friday evenings were now days that your lovely passionate boyfriend spent trying his hardest to contain himself and not scream at the tv every few minutes. This also meant that as soon as a game was on, unless it was on commercial- you were his beloved and much appreciated soda and water runner, sometimes snacks. 

“Mmhmm” you called, opening the fridge and grabbing the bottle of what he was asking for which was the hard apple cider he’d found in the American section of the grocery store last time you went. This surprised you because Luca was not a drinker, in the slightest. This wasn’t because he was addictive around it, or even that he didn’t enjoy it- he was a lightweight. 

You’d think for a 6’3 German-English man he’d be able to handle a few beers, but after 3 he was usually asleep, and if he had 4 he was hanging over you and whispering in your ear how much he loved you and wanted to marry you, and would sometimes cry about how much he loved you as well. 

“Here you go sweets” you kissed the top of his head, holding the bottle in front of it and he was currently glued to the TV 

“Come on- come on- Yes!” He cheered pumping his fist 

“Sorry baby thank you love you- are you gonna sit with me?” He gave you a peck, taking the drink and having a sip, his nose scrunching. “Is that beer?” He asked before you could reply and you giggle a bit. 

“Kind of. It’s hard cider baby, it’s what we drink in America around now. It’s like sour beer kinda- but it’s made from apples. Also, if you don’t mind me being on my phone then yes I’ll sit with you” you explained and he looked at the bottle, humming a bit to himself 

“I don’t mind, here- I’ll rub your legs” he moved over and patted the seat next to him. You happily sat with him, laying your legs over his thighs and he massaged your calf gently as he continued to watch. 

As time went on, he ended up finishing the bottle and setting it empty down on the coffee table. He had moved down to your foot, rubbing it gently and suddenly he shouted “AW COME ON!! YOU FUCKIN’ HAD IT!” causing you to nearly jump out of your seat. 

His eyes widened, looking over at you apologetically “I’m sorry- sorry love I don’t know where that came from” he said, his cheeks already a light shade of pink and you giggled, sitting up and kissing his jaw with a smooch. 

“It’s ok, you’re cute when you get into it baby. Did you want another? I was gonna go get a glass of wine anyway” you stood, grabbing the empty bottle and he nods, puckering his lips for a real kiss to which you oblige, cupping his cheek and pulling away after a few moments so he wouldn’t miss anything. 

“Be right back” you ruffled his hair and went to the kitchen. By the time you got back, he was standing with his hands on his head watching the tv with a stressed expression 

“Babe- thank god you’re here. they’re reaming us. I dunno what happened” he said and you giggled a bit at the prospect he needed your comfort that his team was losing. 

“Awww, here you go honey. I’m sorry I’m sure they’ll get it together soon” you handed him his new full bottle of cider and plopped back in your seat on the couch, taking a sip of your wine. 

“They’re idiots is what they are bloody idiots” he mutters to himself before taking a long sip of his cider, causing you to giggle. 

“I think they can feel your death stare through the screen babe” you said, earning a small smile from him and he looks back at you 

“They’d better. If looks could kill they’d be dead” he said, looking back at the tv quickly as the referee said something. 

You continued on your phone, reading through twitter and replying to your group chat with your girlfriends, giggling over memes and jokes you were sending back and forth. You were so stuck in your own bubble, that you hadn’t even noticed Luca went into the kitchen and had gotten another cider on commercial break after he had very quickly finished his second. 

You didn’t notice, though, because the bottles all looked the same and just like you he had thrown away the empty in the recycling. That was, until Luca began getting pouty. 

“I’m upset” he whined and you knew by the tone of his voice that he’d been drinking. 

“Yeah?” You said and he practically laid on top of you, resting his head in your lap and looking up at you. His eyes were red and glossy, and his cheeks were flushed. 

“We lost” he said sadly “can you play-“ he hiccups, covering his mouth to cover a cider burp “oops sorry excuse me” he giggled a bit “I want you to play with my hair” he took your hand and put it to his head. 

You laughed a bit, rolling your eyes at his tipsy loving behavior. “You want me to play with your hair cause your team lost?” You ask softly, running your hands through his soft blonde locks. He just hummed in response, closing his eyes 

“What if we don’t make it to finals?” He asked, voice laced with drunken worry. You gently cupped his cheek, easing the concerned wrinkle out of the center of his brow 

“Babe it’s one game. And I think you’re drunk” you giggled and continued playing with his hair. At the word his eyes shot open 

“I am not-“ he hiccuped again “ok maybe I didn’t realize those were strong” he admitted with a lazy smirk. You shook your head, rolling your eyes playfully. 

“Word to the wise- any drink that you find in America and it says that it’s a ‘hard’ drink? It’s alcoholic, sweetheart.” 

“Noted” 

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @gallaghersgal - @maggiesarchives - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

[thecapricunt1616]

Promptober Day 4 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭) : You, Richie, Syd, Carmy, Marcus & His girlfriend had decided to have a couples movie night at your apartment, but Syd had chosen for her & Carmy and picked Halloween: Resurrection. Which you personally had seen many times, so we’re already bored and it wasn’t even the second half yet.  “Carm- can I take that blanket behind you?” You asked and Richie looks at you knowingly, as Carmy silently reached behind him and tossed the blanket in your lap where your calves were laid over Richie’s thighs and he was stroking your soft legs gently.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Welcome to Promptober day 4!!! Here we have corruption this time being served up with a side of your favorite old man, Richie Jerimovich! I hope you love it, & As always thank you again for any and all love thats been given to my Prompt&Kinktober fics so far! As always, you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! If you wanted to be added to the tag list for either just comment on the according masterlist! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Smut, Swearing, Kinda public sex (there are other ppl in the room), Age diff, no use of y/n 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

“C’mon baby when you gonna stop teasin me like that mm?” Richie’s breath was hot on the shell of your ear, his stubble tickling your cheek which caused you to smile. 

“This movie is boring” you mumble in his ear softly, low enough for only him to hear before gently taking his lobe between your teeth and sucking on it gently. His grip on your thigh tightened, lips parting slightly as he sucks in a deep breath. 

You, Richie, Syd, Carmy, Marcus & His girlfriend had decided to have a couples movie night at your apartment, but Syd had chosen for her & Carmy and picked Halloween: Resurrection. Which you personally had seen many times, so we’re already bored and it wasn’t even the second half yet. 

“Carm- can I take that blanket behind you?” You asked and Richie looks at you knowingly, as Carmy silently reached behind him and tossed the blanket in your lap where your calves were laid over Richie’s thighs and he was stroking your soft legs gently. 

“Thanks” you said and he mumbles a hum of acknowledgement, eyes locked on the tv and arm wrapped around Sydney, rubbing her shoulder gently as she rested her head on his shoulder. You spread the blanket over your and Richie’s lap, and he gently pulled you to lay your his shoulder so he can kiss your forehead and sneakily whisper in your ear

“Y’know how filthy it is Y’gonna do this? Mm? All our friends right here?” He said, his voice raspy and low in such a way that it brought goosebumps to your skin. In response you just brought your lips to his, giving him a slow gentle kiss as you slickly slipped your hand under the blanket, rubbing over his bulge that was covered by his pajama pants. 

He let out a soft breath that was warm against your upper lip, pulling away and trying to focus on the tv so no one got suspicious. You continued to rub over him until he was half hard, before sticking your hand in his pants and raising your brows at the feeling of him not wearing boxers underneath. 

You looked at eachother and he gave you that classing Jerimovich ok, and? Look before looking back at the tv to keep your little sexcapade as low key as you could. Using your palm you stroked over him slowly, as any sudden quick movements would likely draw attention. When it got to the point where he was throbbing beneath your hand, you wrapped your fist around his sensitive tip, massaging it lightly with the pad of your thumb. This caused him to cover a groan by clearing his throat which made Syd look over for a moment before her gaze settled back at the tv. 

Richie looked at you, clenching his jaw as you gave him a minx like smirk, biting your lip teasingly as you rub the precum that had gushed out of his tip down his shaft. His head nearly dropped back when you gave him a squeeze at his base how he liked, your thumb being tickled by the patch of curly hair just below his navel, but he quickly stopped himself knowing that would surely garner unwanted attention, and he didn’t want it to stop. 

His eyes fluttered shut, taking a silent deep breath, trying to manage his containment and your gaze fluttered over to Marcus and his girlfriend, whom were sitting a foot next to the two of you- and luckily they, and Carmy and Syd as well- were still engrossed in the movie. 

You took the loud scene that had come up that had everyone’s attention in a vice to pump him quickly with a light touch, and you could tell how hard he was holding back by the way his hips twitched and toes curled into the carpet. 

He gripped your thigh tighter, sliding his hand up and cupping your pussy through your sleep shorts that matched his pajama pants, crinkling his brows in confusion then raising them in surprise when he realized you too weren’t wearing panties, so he could feel all the wetness that had gathered between your thighs in the time you’d been playing with him. In response you just give him that same - ‘ok, and?’ Look he gave you earlier and went back to massaging his tip with your thumb with firm slow circular strokes once the movie quieted down again. 

He sighed, more like huffed a breath of pleasure out through his nose, but anyone else in the room would likely just think it was one of his tired old man sighs, so you weren’t worried. You knew by the way his stomach muscles were twitching and he kept squeezing and rubbing at your mound in turn for not moaning out or saying something filthy to you - you knew he was close. 

To be sure you finished him off, and fast, you were sure to twist your wrist each time you got to his tip with your stroke and in response you watch his pretty blue eyes roll before flittering shut and swallowing thickly. You leaned in, planting soft quiet kisses at the base of his neck, before working your way up over the hickeys you’d left on him last night, gently nibbling on them with your teeth and he scrunched his nose in the most adorable way as his cock twitched in your hand. 

You continued your kisses up to below his ear, nibbling on his earlobe once again, before whispering in his ear 

“Cum f’me daddy- you look so pretty when you cum” In response he grabbed your wrist, squeezing it to let you know that he was close and he looks at you, a hungry lust filled gaze in his eyes. 

He lightly kissed your cheekbone before saying in your ear, your hair tickling your cheek “need it baby- always take care a’me” his voice breathy and wanton. 

You smiled a bit at that, moving your wrist a bit faster but being sure to not let it be noticeable. Before you knew it, he was covering another moan with a cough this time before wrapping his arm around your shoulder, and pulling you into his chest before kissing your head firmly. You giggled a bit as you continued to slowly but firmly stroke him, milking out every last drop and he pushed your hair away from your ear before whispering in it.  “Get ready f’me to pay you back when they get outta here” 

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @gallaghersgal - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

[thecapricunt1616]

Promptober Day 11👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): Eva had gotten off the school-bus at your and Richie’s house yesterday afternoon for your weekend together. This morning you had planned a family outing with Richie, your 3 and a half year old son together, Ricky, and Eva to go apple picking at the local orchard, as well as go to the little petting zoo and rides that they had on the property for the kids.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hi there everyone! Welcome to promptober day 11/31! We have our lovely Richie Jerimovich for todays prompt! I hope you enjoy :D! As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! & If you'd like to be added to the taglist for either celebration, comment on the according masterlist & I will add you! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.2k+ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: None really just fluff and an age gap relationship that is 2 fully grown adults (35&50) No use of y/n! 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝘀𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗸𝗮-𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀 & @/𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵𝗶𝗰𝘀

Eva had gotten off the school-bus at your and Richie’s house yesterday afternoon for your weekend together. This morning you had planned a family outing with Richie, your 3 and a half year old son together, Ricky, and Eva to go apple picking at the local orchard, as well as go to the little petting zoo and rides that they had on the property for the kids. 

You were about 5 months along with your second, and you had both agreed that this was the last one as Richie was turning 50 right around when the baby would be born, and you were rounding 35 so you discussed with your doctor that you were getting your tubes tied when you had your C-Section. 

Thankfully the morning went fairly smooth, Ricky wasn’t being fussy and slept quite well the night before- and Eva as always was her normal, helpful angel self. As you drove to the orchard Richie held his hand over your bump, rubbing gentle strokes with your hand covering his. 

“Mama are we going to see goats?” Ricky asked and Eva nodded happily 

“We’re going to see goats and little pigs! We have to wash our hands though really good after” she told him and you smiled looking back at them 

“That’s right Eva very smart. And remember Ricky we don’t put our fingers in our mouth, cause we don’t wanna get sick” you told him and he nods 

“And daddy can get the big apples cause he’s tall!” Ricky said happily and Richie chuckled 

“That’s right bub, I can put you on my shoulders and you can get even bigger ones for us, how’s that sound?” He asked and Ricky clapped his hands happily as Richie turned into dirt lot where you park for the orchard. 

“Momma can we get the kind of apples to make pie? I wanna make 2! So I can bring one home to Mommy and Papa-Frank” Eva asked excitedly and you nodded with a bright smile 

“Sure baby! That’ll be so nice! I’m sure Uncle Carmy and Auntie Syd are gonna love to try that when they come over for dinner Sunday hmm?” You ask and she nodded happily. 

Richie helped get Ricky unloaded and held him on his shoulders, holding your hand and Eva being sure to walk close by. He put on his dad-looking Oakley sunglasses and Eva groans 

“Daaaaad- Come on! Why can’t you wear the sunglasses uncle Carmy wears?” She asks as you walk and he chuckles, feigning offence 

“What?! You don’t find these super cool?” He teased her as you approached the gate, purchasing tickets for the 3 of you since under 5 was free. 

“No they’re so old school” Eva said, causing you and Richie to crack up. You held hands as you walked over to the petting zoo and Richie let Ricky down off of his shoulders 

“Alright Mum and Dad are gonna stand right here, Eva make sure your brother plays nice with the animals ye’?” He told her and she nods as he squatted to Ricky’s level 

“Alright bubba we’re not gonna chase the animals ok? You be nice and get down on their level and they’ll come to you yeah? And pet them nice how you pet Bella and Moo at home, gentle ok?” He explained to him in a firm but kind voice and Ricky nods with a smile. 

“I’ll be nice daddy” he gives Richie a big hug and Richie kissed the top of his silky brunette hair. 

“That’s a good boy. Ok, go ahead with your sister, you hold her hand, yeah? You don’t let go of her hand” he explained and Ricky nodded, looking up at Eva and grabbing her hand obediently. They walked into the little pen together and Richie stood back up, his knees cracking a bit and he groaned. 

“The cracks get louder every day I get closer to 50” he teased, wrapping his left arm around your waist and resting his hand on your bump, rubbing gently. You giggled at his comment, shaking your head before resting it on his shoulder. 

“You’re the best Dad ever” you said and he smiled, blushing a bit and kissing the top of your head. 

“It helps if I have the best mom helpin’ me out, especially when I throw my back out after too much gymnastics spotting” he joked and you laughed a bit, covering your mouth 

“And she made states! I know you’ll never forget the look on her face when she got it so it makes up for the 3 days of Vicodin right?” You said and he chuckled, nodding as he watched your son gently pet a piglet. 

“That’s right” he smiled. You had to practically pry both of the kids away from the petting zoo after 30 minutes so you could do what you actually came here to do, pick apples. You made sure to stop at the store in the orchard to have the kids wash their hands before you went out to the apple trees, both Richie and Eva holding a basket, Ricky perched up on Richie’s shoulders happily. 

“So we’re gonna want about 30 apples for the pies and for mommy’s snacking, your little sister has been craving Pink Lady apples” you tease Eva and she giggled rubbing your belly gently as you walk 

“I’m glad she doesn’t make you sick anymore. I don’t like when you’re sick” she said and hugged your side, causing you to pout and kiss her head as you walk with her 

“I don’t like being sick either Evie, you’re my best girlfriend! Who else am I gonna bake treats for daddy with mmm?” You ask and she giggled, shaking her head 

“Yeah so he can gobble them up in one day like one of those piggy’s we just pet daddy” she teased, poking his arm and he chuckled 

“It’s not my fault! I told you I had to make sure none of them had any poison!” He joked and you found a suitable tree towards the back that hadn’t been picked over 

“Alright! Get to work, gotta earn your keep!” You teased Eva, handing over the basket and she laughed, standing on her tip toes to grab an apple and Ricky happily grabbed plenty from the higher branches that were large and ripe, handing them to his dad to put in the basket. 

“Wow wait until I tell uncle Carmy that you used illegal child labor to make their delicious pie!” She said and you snort a laugh 

“What do you know about the law Miss thing? What are you- 13? You went to Harvard already?” You joked, holding the basket for her as the picked the apples and dropped them in happily 

“I take law for my elective in school this semester Mumma! Eighth grade is different, remember? I get a special class every semester!” She reiterated and you hum 

“Ahhhh I see! Babe - we have a future lawyer on our hands, we may have to afford Harvard” you told him and he looks back 

“I’m sure we can find a smarty like that a scholarship - then she can retire us to the Caribbean when she wins a huge case” he joked and you laughed, rolling your eyes playfully as Eva and Richie continued to chatter about her law class and aspirations for her future while Ricky picked out the greenest prettiest apples he could find. 

Your little family was perfection. 

Fin

Tag List: @automaticllamacycle - @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @galactiicpup - @gallaghersgal - @maggiesarchives - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

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Promptober Day 3 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭) : “We aren’t gonna die, Syd. Can you fuckin find your head it’s startin’ t’freak me out that I’m the calm one so far” he said, turning the fog lights on as well.  “Can we please just stop somewhere like- like- a rest stop or something? Until this passes ahh! Oh my god!” Syd screeches as the car slides for a moment over black ice and grabs onto Carmys knee for comfort. He jumped at her scream, gripping tighter at the wheel “Syd there’s no rest stops we’re in the middle of the fucking Italian valley!” He said frustratedly and she awkwardly removed her hand from his thigh. Shit. She thought to herself, he was right.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: AAA Welcome to Promptober day 3 featuring our loves Syd and Carmy! No smut this time, but I haven't written them in a minute so I wanted to warm myself back up with some cute fluffy fluff! I hope you enjoy 😊 Reminder that you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! If you'd like to be added to the taglist, just comment on the according masterlist & I will add you going forward! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.2K 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Fluffy fluff, only 1 bed trope, Swearing, Anxious Syd & Carmy haha 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

“Jesus Christ this fuckin came outta nowhere” Carmy mutters. The windshield wipers on their rental car were going as fast as they could, but he was still having a hard time seeing the road. 

“Carmy I told you this was a bad idea! Were literally gonna spin out and die. I knew it was gonna snow!” Sydney huffs, turning down the radio more because she had anxiety that Carmy wasn’t seeing as well with that as a distraction. 

“We aren’t gonna die, Syd. Can you fuckin find your head it’s startin’ t’freak me out that I’m the calm one so far” he said, turning the fog lights on as well. 

“Can we please just stop somewhere like- like- a rest stop or something? Until this passes ahh! Oh my god!” Syd screeches as the car slides for a moment over black ice and grabs onto Carmys knee for comfort. 

He jumped at her scream, gripping tighter at the wheel “Syd there’s no rest stops we’re in the middle of the fucking Italian valley!” He said frustratedly and she awkwardly removed her hand from his thigh. Shit. She thought to herself, he was right. 

They had come to Italy for some new culinary inspiration, but also to put in a special order for a certain type of cheese that you couldn’t have shipped by the company so Carmy was going to vacuum seal it and buy a special bag for it to take it back with them. 

It wasn’t that that she thought was fucking crazy, it was going to a town that was famously known for its Skiing 2 weeks before thanksgiving. Meaning winter was just starting to pick up, and they’d likely get caught in a blizzard. 

As much as Carmy tried to convince her that per the weather app it was just going to be bitterly cold the week he had planned for them to go, Syd had a bad feeling that the weather would take a turn for the worse and they’d get caught in a blizzard, and per usual- Syd was right. Thankfully in the distance, they saw lights indicating a business of some kind. 

“Oh thank god. Were stopping.” She said more as a statement then a question, if she was honest with herself it sounded quite like a demand.

“Yes Syd, we’re stopping” Carmy sighed a bit. Not because he was upset with her, but because she proved him wrong - yet again. There was a light above the sign that read “Columbina Albergo” Carmy wasn’t too good at Italian, but he quickly understood the hotel to be called Little Dove Motel. 

It made his heart skip a beat, how romantic could a motel be. A dead one at that. There was only 2 other cars there, and the place wasn’t the most slightly- but it would do. “Alright I guess…uh. Yeah let’s go get a room I guess? I’m sure they uh have…double beds” Carmy said as he turned off the car and pulled up the hood of his white hoodie and opened the car door. 

The wind nearly stole Sydney’s blood orange and floral patterned scarf and she quickly grabbed it walking quicker as Carmy held the door open for her. 

“Buona Sera!” The woman at the counter chirps and Carmy nods politely. 

“Buona sera! Uhh… unaaaa…” he thinks for a moment trying to recall the bit of Italian he’d brushed up on before they came over “ah! Per favore, Una letto matrimoniale” He said and the woman nodded pointing to the sign that read it was €30 per night. He dug out his wallet and handed over 3 €10 notes and she put it in her register before grabbing the hanging set of keys with the room number and handing them over 

“Grazie, Buonanotte” she said and Carmy nodded, turning to Syd and handing her the keys 

“It’s room 11, I’ll bring your stuff just go warm up s’cold out there” he said, opening the door for her again. Even though it was freezing, she felt her cheeks flush with heat at how gentlemanly he was being. 

“Yeah send me into some random motel room where there could be a killer lying in wait?” She teased, heading down the row of rooms to find number 11. 

“You have a big mouth. Just scream an' I’ll come running don’t worry” Carmy mused, unlocking the rental car to gather the suitcases. By the time he got to the room, Syd was sitting on the single full sized bed with a teasing smirk. 

“You need to brush up on your Italian more, Chef” 

Carmys cheeks heat to a deep shade of pink, looking around the room to see that there was no  couch, just a small arm chair and he sighs deeply, rubbing over his face and tossing his pillow on the floor 

“You can have the bed” he muttered, tossing her her backpack and she giggled a bit

“What- scared I’m gonna touch you? We can put pillows between us if you want” she said and he raised his brows, looking at her in slight disbelief. 

“No- no m’not scared just…I dunno if you’re seein’ someone I wouldn’t want my girlfriend sleeping with her business partner” he said before he could think and he rubs his chin nervously as she started cracking up. 

“Yeah. No im not seeing anyone, but also don’t go saying you slept with me on this trip, I don’t want that rumor on my name” she teased as she opened her backpack, grabbing her pajamas “I’m gonna call the bathroom first, so…just call me when you’re changed I guess” she said and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. 

Carmys heart was thumping, he could have sworn he had requested a room with a double bed, and the office hours listed on the door said they had made it just in time before she closed for the night - so no switching. 

He quickly tugged off his jeans and hoodie, putting on a white T-shirt and grey sweatpants, pulling the sheets back and getting the pillows situated. Carmy had a crush on Sydney since he’d met her, but of course, with his testy past with relationships - he was afraid that persuing someone he held so dearly to him would quickly end up in explosive flames. 

On the other side of the bathroom door, Sydney was in a similar panic, currently asking herself if she should keep her bra on, because it was like - respectful or whatever, or if she could be comfortable and take it off. She weighed it in her head for a good 5 minutes before hearing Carmy clear his throat and say 

“Uh- Syd n-not rushin’ you- jus’ wondering if you wanted to watch that movie still?” He called through the door. 

She quickly decided it would be better to just take it off so her back wouldn’t hurt in the morning and quickly puts on her old childish gambino shirt and a pair of sofee sleep shorts and opened the door “yeah- yeah” she swallows thickly when she saw that Carmy had a clear dick print in his grey sweats. 

“Okay- cmon” he patted the bed next to him, grabbing his laptop from his bag and resting it on his lap as he turns it on. 

She sits next to him, criss cross, her knee draped over his thigh because they were so close. Carmy felt as if his hands were shaking, Syd felt as if her heart was going to fly out of her chest at any moment.  It was going to be a long night.

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf @daysofyellowroses @mouseymilkovich @gallaghersgal @carmybrainworms @l4long-winded @babyspiderling @southsideserendipity @djlnkaled

[thecapricunt1616]

Promptober Day 8 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): You hummed softly to yourself as you continued to make pancakes on the stove, listening half mindedly to the morning news in your little silken nightgown and pink ruffled apron that Richie had bought for you on your last trip to The Christmas Tree Shop. Just as you were flipping over one of the golden brown little cakes you felt a large warm palm around your throat, a bit of pressure as he pulled you back into his chest by your neck gently and kisses your head, squeezing gently around your throat.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: HELLOOOOO!!! Welcome to day 8/31 of PROMPTOBERRR!!! AAAA I'm so happy it's finally October! I feel good things are on the horizon for me this month :) I hope you all enjoy today! Every other day I realize we are getting double sexy prompts which is so fun, I am really flexing my smut muscle lately! Hahah. As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃! & If you'd like to be added to the taglist for either celebration, comment on the according masterlist & I will add you! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭:1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬:Dom/Sub dynamics, Established relationship,swearing,Choking - ***HUGE Warning*** Please remember that this is JUST fiction, and fiction only. Your partner should never - let me repeat this - NEVER, EVER play around about strangling you. Choke/neck play is VERY dangerous, I don’t advocate for anything more than a light squeeze on the neck to cut off a bit of bloodflow, but never air. Please know that if your partner “pretends” to strangle you, and even more so if they get off on this & it wasn’t pre-discussed w/ boundaries set in place - run. Especially for male partners, there is a really startling statistic. According to many, many studies you are 750% more likely to be killed by your partner if they have strangled you in the last year, this includes choke play that wasn’t pre-discussed. This also includes disrespecting boundaries you’ve put in place about it. Please choose survival, & don't become part of the statistic of people being strangled to death by their domestic partner. You can view a study on this here and if you are in fear for your life, or even if you aren’t sure if what your partner has been doing is abuse, there is help. Visit the NDVH website & please remember if you believe that you are in danger, to delete your browsing history after doing so. I love all of you very much. That being said, If Richie Jerimovich were real my neck would absolutely be free for the touching to him as mentioned below!*** 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

You hummed softly to yourself as you continued to make pancakes on the stove, listening half mindedly to the morning news in your little silken nightgown and pink ruffled apron that Richie had bought for you on your last trip to The Christmas Tree Shop. Just as you were flipping over one of the golden brown little cakes you felt a large warm palm around your throat, a bit of pressure as he pulled you back into his chest by your neck gently and kisses your head, squeezing gently around your throat. 

“G’mornin angel” he said softly, his voice husky from sleep and you smiled, resting your head back and puckering your lips to which he gives you a juicy good morning kiss as he rubbed along your jugular with a light thought of his thumb. 

“Morning handsome” you said sweetly and he pawed at your breasts as he kissed down your neck, his stubble tickling your skin and scratching it in the most delicious way causing you to shiver a bit. He hums at that, biting at your shoulder gently as he slinked his hand around your front, cupping your heat. 

“I think I’m craving something different for breakfast” he teases and you giggle, a light gasp getting caught in your throat as he rubbed you in firm slow circles over your panties. 

“Not after I just put all this work into it- go sit down you horndog and I’ll give you your coffee” you told him and he gave you one last hot steamy kiss before grabbing the morning paper and his ballpoint pen from the mug he kept on the counter with all his various writing utensils and headed over to the couch. 

“I can see the bottom of y’cheeks in that lingerie you call a sleeping gown - not my fault you got me all chubbed up first thing in the morning” He teased as you made up his coffee with a bit of milk and a dash of cinnamon how he liked it in his favorite mug and flipped the last pancake before bringing it over, nibbling on a piece of bacon that you fed him the rest of before handing him his mug. 

“It was labeled as a nightgown, old man, it’s not my fault if my ass is too fat for it to fit me how it fit the model” you throw back, kissing the top of his head and rubbing the back of his neck gently. He chuckles at that, taking a sip of the coffee you brought and humming at the taste. 

“Thank y’baby” he muttered as he put it down and pulled your face for a kiss which made you grin with your cheeks all mushed up in his strong hand “and you talkin about that ass isn’t helpin’ my situation” he said, squinting back at his paper and you giggled, rolling your eyes and grabbing his glasses from where he’d left them on the tv stand and handing them over 

“Yeah yeah- you can have a piece of that after you eat some real food” you said on your way to the kitchen, turning off the stovetop and flipping the last pancake onto the plate. 

After breakfast, and Richie had finished his daily crossword and read of the paper it wasn’t long until you were straddling his hips in your shared queen sized bed. Richie was a mess beneath you, panting, moaning, whining- you loved when you were able to get him like this. It made you feel in charge, even though his mouth said otherwise. 

“Tha’s it- roll those pretty fuckin hips, Jesus Christ babygirl.” 

“You love feelin my cock so fuckin deep in you mmm? You like feelin me in y’stomach baby?”

“Fuck yeah scratch up my chest pretty girl- tha’s it- such a good girl- my good fuckin girl” 

You bounced on him faster, your tits bouncing like a pornstars and your head falling back in bliss. “So fuckin thick stretch me out so good” you whined, hips bucking uncontrollably when he reached down and rubbed at your clit and he groaned

“Yeah princess? Daddy fuckin loves stretchin’ out this pretty pussy.” He used his other hand to help guide you over his cock, planting his feet on the mattress and thrusting up to meet you, hitting your g spot in a way that made you see stars. 

“Oh- oh my god” you manage to stutter out, jaw dropping and eyes nearly rolling back as they flutter shut. He chuckled, quickening his thrusts up to meet you, causing little blissful uh-uh-uh-uh’s to leave your throat with each delightful thrust. 

“Aww are you gonna cum?” He cooed, taking his hand off of your clit and using it to gain more leverage. He holds the meat of your ass in your hands, squeezing it as he thrusts up into you harder, faster. “C’mon kitten- cum around daddy’s cock like a good girl” he pushed you more toward your high. 

That was all you needed to reach your peak, gushing around him and crying his name as your hips shook. “Fuck- Richie-Richie Richie” you repeated his name like an invocation, hands coming down and grasping at something anything and feeling the gold of his chain. 

He chuckled a bit “r’you gonna fuckin choke me baby? Mmm? Gonna show me how it feels?” He chides. You looked down at him and wrapped your hands around his neck, his beautiful blue eyes boring back into yours, he was speechless. 

“Yeah? Feels good huh?” You made sure to squeeze the sides how he did you and he takes a sharp breath. “It makes you feel floaty right” you said, adding a bit more pressure. The new sensation had since caused him to stop moving so you continued rolling your hips. He nodded slightly, his cock pulsing inside of you and you knew he was close so you smirked, repeating his teasing words from earlier “awwww are you close baby?” You giggled a bit, bouncing a bit faster and he let out a strangled moan. 

“Yes fuck-“  he grunted as his eyes flutter shut and jaw falls slack as his stomach tenses and he releases a hot large load into you. You moaned at the feeling, seating yourself fully on his cock and grinding your hips as he rode out his peak. You let his throat go and leant down, kissing him deeply and gently playing with his chain between your fingers. When you pulled away he let out a breathy chuckle 

“Now I know why you like it so much”

Fin

Tag List: @carmenberzattosgf - @daysofyellowroses - @mouseymilkovich - @gallaghersgal - @maggiesarchives - @carmybrainworms - @l4long-winded - @babyspiderling - @southsideserendipity - @djlnkaled

[thecapricunt1616]

Promptober Day 5 👻

𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 (𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭): “How about, we get you that one, and we can also get this perfect carving pumpkin I found, and when we get home we can give your little guy a perfect life by turnin’ em into a pumpkin pie when he’s ripe enough hmm?” He ran his hand up to your waist squeezing it playfully and you giggled, rolling your eyes a bit. “I have empathy for the poor thing- you want to eat it?” You feigned shock, to which he shook his head with a laugh, the action causing the sunglasses holding his bangs back to let a few curls go and fall over his forehead.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Welcome to day 5 of Promptober! Thank you so much for all the love i've received on the prompts so far 💗As always,  you can view my schedule & masterlist for this celebration right 🦇here🦇! You can also view the same for my 2024 Kinktober celebration right 🎃here🎃!  𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Fluffy Carmy, swearing, thats it! 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬: @/𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚-𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬

“Babe this is so the best one! Look how cute it is!” You pouted, holding up the smaller rounder pumpkin you had that you thought was adorable. 

“Sweet’art it can’t stand on its own, you wanted to make jack-o-lanterns, yea?” He confirmed and rubbed your hip gently as he looked at you holding it up. 

“Yea but it’s short and fat no one will pick him!” You said a bit sad as you stare at the little pumpkin and he chuckled a bit. 

“How about, we get you that one, and we can also get this perfect carving pumpkin I found, and when we get home we can give your little guy a perfect life by turnin’ em into a pumpkin pie when he’s ripe enough hmm?” He ran his hand up to your waist squeezing it playfully and you giggled, rolling your eyes a bit. 

“I have empathy for the poor thing- you want to eat it?” You feigned shock, to which he shook his head with a laugh, the action causing the sunglasses holding his bangs back to let a few curls go and fall over his forehead. 

“Who says I also don’t have empathy! If we don’t take em’ and eat em’ then he’s just gonna sit here and rot and they’ll throw him away!” He said pretending to be offended and you giggled, hugging the pumpkin to your chest. 

“You better not let it stay around so long I want to name it” you joked as you got in line to purchase them.

When you got home, you had insisted on turning on Hocus Pocus as Carmy did the dirty job that was opening and gutting the pumpkin. You sat next to him at the kitchen table as he scraped it out, insisting on putting the seeds in a bowl off to the side so he could rinse them and make baked spicy pumpkin seeds to snack on while he was watching his cooking shows instead of chips- something about it being better protein for when he works out. 

“So what design we wantin’ princess?” He asked and you tore your eyes away from the tv for a moment and ponder for a moment. 

“Hello kitty.” You said and he chuckled a bit, nodding, not at all suprised knowing your love for the character. 

“Sounds good can you find a picture of ‘er so I can draw it out? I don’t look at ‘er as much as you” he said as he finished up scraping out the seeds before going to the sink to wash them and lay them on a cookie sheet to dry. 

You giggled a bit, rolling your eyes at the fact that you literally had a throw blanket of her that you used every night on the couch while you cuddled, but went on his phone that was on the table anyway and pulled up a photo of her. He washed the seeds in the sink, laying them on an even level of paper towel to dry before washing his hands and coming back to his spot. 

“Thank you f’that” he pecked your lips gently when he saw that you had pulled up the photo of her and took the sharpie he was going to use, resting the pumpkin between his thighs to steady it. 

You watched him closely, looking at the reference photo every once in a while, his tongue adorably poking out in focus between his lips as he continued to draw the little cartoon girl. 

“Y’want the hat, right?” He looked over at you and felt a smile on your lips that you didn’t notice before when he smiles and chuckles a bit. “What? Y’watchin me? Creep?” He teased and leaned in, giving you a gentle kiss to which you giggled against his lips in a small puff of air. 

“Yes I am watching you because you’re adorable, and yes I do want the hat, please” you said sweetly and he pecked the corner of your lips before continuing to draw the outline. 

“Mmm you’re just a stalker” he teased bending over a bit more to assure the line he was making he would be straight and you smiled as you continued to watch. 

“Tell me why again we don’t use a little kit? That’s what I used with my parents every year” you mentioned and he hummed 

“Cause they suck and are a waste of money and makes it come out like shit. All I need is a serrated knife and a paring knife for the smaller shit. Mine are sharper anyway” he said and set it on the table next to the phone once he was done drawing. “How’s it look?” He asked and you smiled big, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his cheek lovingly. 

“You are such a good artist, Carm. It looks just like the picture. I dunno if I wanna help cause I think I’ll fuck it up” you said and rub his chest gently as you admired the work. His cheeks flush an adorable pink as you compliment him, taking your hand in his and bringing it to his lips. 

“No way princess. I’ll show you c’mere, come sit in my lap yea? S’not that hard the outline is already there” he scooted back a bit and made more room for you in his lap. 

It wasn’t like you to deny sitting in his lap, so you got comfortable, leaning against his chest and looking back at him and without even asking he gave you a lingering, sweet kiss. 

“Alright so we’ll do the bigger pieces, those’re easier” he took the serrated knife and offered it to you “now hold it in the way most comfortable f’you” he rested his chin in your shoulder gently, wrapping his large, calloused, warm hand around yours and guiding you to cut the first piece. 

“Where’d you learn to do this?” You asked curiously 

“Back when I worked for Terry she wanted a pumpkin that said Ever one Halloween. Got real good at it after doing like 50 to get it right” he said and you hummed in understanding “So you’re gonna want to do slow firm drags of the knife, try to stay inside the line cause we’ll clean it up after with the pairing knife yeah?” He said and you smiled, nodding a bit as he guided your hand. 

After about an hour and a half of little adjustments, and a good 10 minutes at the end of Carmy polishing up some of the more jagged cuts you made by yourself, you and Carmy had an adorable HelloKitty pumpkin to put on your balcony for the Halloween season. 

Fin

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Hello everyone! I am so excited to take part in #bearblrpromptober ! Thank you so much to the lovely beautiful @carmenberzattosgf for this prompt list, Below you can find my post schedule for next month! I am so excited to write all of these amazing prompts, so everyone go give Olive a big warm thank you!

Fun Fact: Halloween is my FAVORITE holiday! So this will be so so fun for me hehe ! I hope you all enjoy what I come up with <3