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[racergirl-112]

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[gay-duckers]

The writing desk

Smut because down bad

Elliott being a little sub with writers block

Elliott sighed as he sat at his writing desk, the dread he felt as writers block washed over him. He put his head down on the desk in defeat, he had been stuck on this chapter for days when he decided to sit down and power through it. Elliott has since come to the realization that it would be harder than expected. Elliott sat there for what felt like hours before Y/n walked in the door. "Hello my darling, how has your day been?" They asked while taking off their shoes and hanging up their coat, still dripping from the storm raging on outside. "Terrible, I've been stuck on this chapter for so long that I feel like I'm back in middle school." he said with a sigh as he placed his head back down on his desk ever so softly, the soft thud caught Y/n's attention, they giggled and walked over to his desk, Elliott sighed in contently as Y/n ran their hands through his long locks.

"Well" they started "I think I know what can make you feel better." This little statement had Elliott's undivided attention. Y/n moved closer until their knees touched Elliott's thigh as he sat in the chair of his writing desk. Slowly they straddled over him and sat themselves in his lap. "oh" he breathed out, feeling his heart race against his chest so hard he thought he could see it through his shirts. Suddenly Elliott felt a soft pair of lips on his neck, the feeling was overwhelming yet intoxication, the feeling of their beautiful soft lips sucking and nipping and kissing filled Elliott with an almost animalistic feeling.

Y/n could smell the faint sent of pomegranate from his shampoo mixed with a salty smell from Elliott sitting on the beach for inspiration. Slowly the sounds of Elliott's soft moans filled the room and Y/n could feel him growing beneath them. As Y/n slowly pulled away a soft whine came from Elliott, his face flushed and blissful. Y/n kissed him slowly and passionately as they unbuttoned his shirt, the slow steady pace driving Elliott mad, he whined against the kiss in frustration. "whats wrong my darling?" Y/n asked almost mockingly while pulling away from the kiss, Elliott's lips chasing theirs, "My love you know whats wrong" he insisted desperately. "I do" they spoke softly "But I want you to tell me" they lovingly whispered into his ear kissing down his jawline and neck. "Well.. I... need this..." he uttered between gasps, "Please?" Y/n corrected, "Please." He added, his voice raspy with a urgent sense of lust.

Y/n slowly slid his shirts off him and onto the back of the chair, they slowly slid back while kissing down his chest paying special attention to his sensitive nipples. Elliott threw his head back and squeezed his eyes shut as he let the pleasure rush through his limbs, Elliott tried in vein to stay quiet as his subtle moans became louder and louder with each passing second. Y/n soon found themselves on their knees in front of the flustered writer, they painfully tugged his belt loose, the tent in Elliott's pants strained painfully against the fabric.

Elliott lifted his hips as Y/n pulled his pants to mid thigh, Y/n stood in front of Elliott and made a show of taking off their clothes. Elliott's breath caught in his throat, he wanted to touch himself as they slid their clothes off and discarded them to find later, but he knew better, he learned early on who was in charge in the relationship, and he knew better than to try and take charge without permission. Y/n settled into Elliott's lap,and prepped Elliott with some lube then carefully guided him in. Elliott's breath hitched as he felt himself glide into them, the feeling was euphoric, he buried his face into their neck and let out a long, painful whine. Y/n set a steady pace ridding him, they could tell by his whines and whimpers that he was already close, they knew he wouldn't last long.

Elliott was so close that he already felt the familiar knot tightening in his abdomen, Y/n felt him tense and they stilled, they had denied him an orgasm, "Please.... I cant..... just please keep going" he begged. "well since you asked so nicely," they said starting back up with a fast pace, Elliott once again felt the knot tightening. Elliott couldn't help the words that poured out of his mouth "I can't.. it's.. I'm gonna" Y/n cut him off with a finger to his lips "I know my dear, just let go" with that Elliott came, hard, he saw stars dancing and singing praises of the person in his lap. As Elliott came down from his high he expected Y/n to slow, but they kept their pace, the first orgasm leaving him sensitive and vulnerable, "F-fuck Y/n" he gasped out. "Don't worry darling, I just need you a little longer" they slurred out, their own high moments away, Elliott felt them tighten around him as they came, the overwhelming pleasure cause Elliott's second orgasm of the night.

Y/n stilled after ridding out both their highs, attempting to catch their breath, Elliott still seeing stars. There they stayed for a while, basking in the after glow, embracing one another. Y/n was the first to move, they slowly moved off Elliott's lap and walked to the bathroom, Elliott soon heard the sound of a bath being run. Y/n then walked in with a glass of water, which they gave to Elliott. Elliott downed the much needed water and Y/n guided him to the bathroom. The bath smelled of fruits and was filled with bubbles, Y/n carefully helped Elliott down into the warm water, soon joining him. "Well, i may have to write you a thank you letter." Elliott finally said his first coherent sentence in over an hour, "whys that love" they asked softly, gliding their hand through the bubbles. "I think you've cleared my writers block. and you've definitely made my night much better." he murmured softly in their ear, gently kissing their neck.

A/N this is my first actual fanfic lmao. hopefully it isn't terrible. Please tell me if I made any mistakes or should add any warnings.

[muiitoloko]

I totally love your story with Elliott and some fun domestic discipline. I hope we will see those two again in other parts, I’m sure that this shy girl can be really fun in her way to invent mischievous disobedience to get a sore ass and good sex .

Title: The Hunt Begins

Summary: In a blend of power and passion, Elliott chases his love through the estate, leading to a steamy reminder of their intense connection.

Pairing: Elliott Marston × Fem! Reader

Warnings: Smut

Author's Notes: Thank you very much for your order. I hope you like this second part.

First and Second part here.

Also read on Ao3

Elliott leaned against the fence, watching you ride around the property. You were wearing one of his hats, its brim shading your eyes from the bright sun. Your smile beamed as you guided the horse, a beautiful creature Elliott had bought especially for you. The sight of you so joyful and free brought a rare softness to his otherwise stern features. He couldn't help but feel a swell of satisfaction seeing you so happy.

The way you rode the horse, with such confidence and grace, stirred something deep within him. The memory of your meeting yesterday behind the barn flashed through his mind, and he felt a familiar heat rising within him. The commanding presence he always carried was momentarily softened by the sight of you, but his desire for control and dominance was never far behind.

He watched as you trotted closer, your laughter reaching his ears. "Enjoying yourself, darling?" he called out, his baritone voice carrying over the distance between you.

You reined in the horse, bringing it to a gentle stop near the fence. "Very much so," you replied, your eyes sparkling with happiness. "Thank you for the horse, Elliott."

Elliott's eyes roamed over you, taking in the way the riding outfit clung to your curves, the way the hat tilted just so on your head. "You're welcome, my dear," he said, his voice low and husky. "You look beautiful up there."

You blushed, pleased by his compliment. "Would you like to join me for a ride?" you asked, a playful glint in your eyes.

Elliott's smile widened, a predatory edge to it. "Not today, darling. I'm quite enjoying the view from here."

You laughed, feeling a thrill at his words. "Is that so?" you teased, knowing full well the effect you had on him.

Elliott's gaze darkened with lust. "Yes, it is," he replied, his voice a low growl. "Watching you up there, so confident and free, makes me want to bend you over that fence and remind you who you belong to."

Your breath hitched at his words, a shiver of anticipation running through you. "Elliott," you whispered, your voice trembling with a mix of excitement and desire.

He pushed away from the fence, closing the distance between you with a few long strides. "Dismount," he ordered, his voice leaving no room for argument.

You obeyed, sliding off the horse and landing softly on the ground. Elliott's hands were on you immediately, pulling you close, his grip possessive and firm. "Do you know what you do to me?" he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear.

You shivered, your body responding eagerly to his touch. "Tell me," you whispered, your voice barely more than a breath.

Elliott's hands roamed over your body, his touch both gentle and demanding. "You drive me wild, woman," he growled. "The way you look, the way you move. I want to take you right here, show you who you belong to."

You smiled to yourself at his words, joy bubbling inside you at the effect you had on him. Taking off his hat, you placed it back on his head, a mischievous grin spreading across your face. "If you want to take me, you'll have to catch me first," you teased, turning on your heel and running away.

Elliott sighed, a smile tugging at his lips as he watched you dart across the estate grounds. He motioned for one of his men to take care of the horse. "Take care of the horse," he ordered, before setting off after you. He walked calmly at first, his long strides eating up the distance between you.

"Stop running, woman," he called out, his voice carrying across the grounds. "Or I'll beat you when I catch you!"

But his words only spurred you on, your laughter echoing in the air as you glanced back over your shoulder. "You'll have to catch me first, Elliott!" you taunted, picking up your pace.

Elliott's patience began to wear thin as the chase continued under the hot Australian sun. Sweat trickled down his back, his frustration growing with each passing moment. He quickened his pace, determination burning in his eyes.

You finally darted into the house, your heart pounding in your chest. The cool interior was a welcome relief from the blazing sun, but you knew you had little time. You quickly searched for a hiding spot, your breath coming in short gasps as you heard Elliott's heavy footsteps approaching.

Elliott entered the house, his eyes scanning the rooms with a predatory gleam. "Come out, darling," he called, his voice a low growl. "You know you can't hide from me."

You slipped into a nearby closet, trying to quiet your breathing. You could hear Elliott's footsteps growing closer, his presence sending a shiver of anticipation down your spine.

He opened the door to the room you were hiding in, his gaze sweeping over the furniture. "You think you can escape your punishment?" he murmured, his voice filled with dark promise. "You know better than that."

Elliott moved methodically, checking each potential hiding spot. Your heart raced as he approached the closet, the door creaking open slowly. His eyes locked onto yours, a triumphant smile spreading across his face.

"Got you," he said, his voice a low rumble.

You tried to dart past him, but his strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you close. "Running from me, were you?" he whispered in your ear, his breath hot against your skin. "You know what happens to naughty girls who try to escape."

His hands roamed over your body, his touch both firm and possessive. "You're mine," he growled, his lips brushing against your neck. "And I'm going to remind you of that."

You screamed happily, squirming and trying to free yourself from him. Elliott’s strong arms tightened around you, pulling you even closer. "Think you can get away, do you?" he growled, his voice thick with amusement and lust.

You wriggled in his grasp, your laughter echoing through the room. "You’ll have to work for it," you teased, your eyes sparkling with mischief.

Elliott’s eyes darkened with desire as he began to unbutton your riding jacket, his fingers moving with practiced ease. "Oh, I plan to," he murmured, his breath hot against your ear.

He pulled the jacket off your shoulders, tossing it aside before starting on your blouse. His hands were impatient, the buttons giving way under his determined fingers. "I’m going to strip you down," he whispered, his voice a seductive growl. "Right here."

You gasped as he pulled your blouse open, his hands sliding over your exposed skin. "Elliott," you moaned, your voice trembling with a mix of excitement and anticipation.

He smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "That’s it, darling," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Beg for me."

You arched towards him, your hands gripping his shoulders as you tried to keep your balance. "Please, Elliott," you whispered, your voice barely more than a breath. "I need you."

Elliott’s hands moved to your waist, unfastening your riding pants with swift, deliberate movements. "You’ll get what you need," he promised, his voice a husky growl. "But first, you’re going to strip for me."

You nodded, your body trembling with anticipation. "Yes, Elliott," you murmured, your fingers fumbling with the buttons of your pants.

He watched you with predatory eyes, his gaze fixed on your every move. "Hurry up," he commanded, his voice thick with desire. "I don’t have all day."

You quickly took off your pants, getting rid of your boots first before managing to slip out of them, leaving you in just your corset and panties in front of Elliott. He was still fully dressed, his eyes darkening with lust as he watched you. Unable to resist, you reached up and took back his hat, placing it on your head with a mischievous smile.

Elliott took a step back, his gaze sweeping over you as he admired your nearly bare form. "You look beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

You met his eyes, a playful glint in your own. "Can I ride you, Elliott?" you asked, your tone both teasing and sultry.

Elliott pretended to think about it, a smile playing on his lips. "Perhaps," he said, his voice low and commanding. "But not before I punish you for running away from me."

You shivered with anticipation, your body responding eagerly to his words. "Yes, Elliott," you whispered, your voice trembling slightly.

Elliott's eyes darkened with a mixture of lust and authority. "Turn around and bend over," he commanded, his voice a growl of desire.

You obeyed, turning and bending over, your hands resting on the back of a chair for support. Elliott moved behind you, his hands sliding over your hips before pulling down your panties. The cool air against your bare skin sent a shiver through you, heightening your anticipation.

"You've been very naughty," he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. "And you know what happens to naughty girls."

You moaned softly in anticipation, bending deeper to present your ass to Elliott. The movement caused his hat to fall from your head to the floor, but you barely noticed. Your focus was entirely on the man behind you, his presence a commanding force that made your heart race.

Elliott smirked, his eyes darkening with lust as he watched you bend over, presenting yourself so eagerly. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "You know exactly how I like it."

His hand came down on your ass with a sharp smack, the sound echoing through the room. You gasped, the sting of the slap sending a jolt of pleasure through you. "One," you counted breathlessly. "Thank you, Elliott."

Elliott's hand came down again, harder this time, leaving a bright red mark on your skin. "Two," you moaned, your voice trembling. "Thank you, Elliott."

His strikes were deliberate and controlled, each one a reminder of his dominance. "Three," you gasped, your body arching toward him. "Thank you, Elliott."

Elliott leaned in, his breath hot against your ear as his hand continued to rain down on your ass. "You like this, don’t you?" he growled, his voice a seductive whisper. "Being punished like the naughty girl you are."

"Yes," you moaned, your voice barely more than a breath. "I love it."

He chuckled darkly, his hand trailing over the reddened skin of your ass. "Good," he murmured, his fingers grazing your entrance. "Because I’m far from done with you."

With a swift movement, Elliott pushed two fingers inside you, the sudden intrusion making you cry out in pleasure. "You’re so wet," he growled, his voice a low rumble. "I can feel how much you want this."

You moaned loudly, your hips pushing back against his hand. "Elliott," you gasped, your voice trembling. "Please, I need you."

Elliott smirked, his fingers moving inside you with a steady rhythm. "Not yet, darling," he murmured, his voice dripping with authority. "You need to earn it."

He withdrew his fingers, leaving you whimpering with need. "Turn around," he commanded, his voice a growl of desire. "On your knees."

You obeyed, turning to face him and sinking to your knees. Elliott looked down at you, his eyes blazing with lust. "Look at you," he murmured, his hand sliding over your cheek. "So obedient."

He undid his pants, freeing his cock, which was already hard and throbbing. "You know what to do," he said, his voice a low, seductive growl.

You leaned forward, taking him into your mouth, your tongue swirling around the head. Elliott groaned, his hand tangling in your hair as you began to move, your lips sliding up and down his length.

"That’s it," he growled, his voice filled with pleasure. "Take me, darling. Take all of me."

You moved faster, your mouth working his cock with a fervent hunger. Elliott’s grip on your hair tightened, his hips thrusting forward to meet your movements. "You’re so good at this," he groaned, his voice a low rumble. "So fucking good."

He pulled you off his cock suddenly, his eyes dark with lust. "Stand up," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

You stood, your body trembling with anticipation. Elliott turned you around, bending you over the chair. "Spread your legs," he growled, his hand trailing down your back.

You did as he asked, your heart racing as you felt the head of his cock pressing against your entrance. "Elliott," you moaned, your voice filled with need.

With a powerful thrust, he drove into you, filling you completely. "You’re mine," he growled, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "And I’m going to fuck you until you can’t think of anything else."

His thrusts were hard and fast, each one driving you closer to the edge. "You feel so good," he groaned, his voice a low rumble. "So tight, so perfect."

You whimpered, your voice trembling with desperation. "Elliott, please, let me ride you. I want it so bad."

Elliott feigned irritation, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You think you can make demands after your disobedience?" he growled, his tone stern. But inwardly, the idea excited him, a thrill running through his body at the thought.

He pulled away from you, standing up and swiftly removing his boots. He kicked your pants off from around your ankles as you straightened up, your eyes locked onto his. Elliott then came to sit on the chair, his presence commanding as ever. He motioned for you to mount him, a predatory smile playing on his lips.

You obeyed eagerly, but not before picking up his hat from the floor and placing it back on your head with a mischievous grin. Straddling Elliott, you positioned yourself as if you were riding a horse, your hands gripping his jacket for balance. His fingers trailed up your back, playing with the laces of your corset.

"You're such a naughty girl," Elliott murmured, his voice thick with desire. "But I think you deserve a reward."

You shivered at his words, your body responding eagerly to his touch. "Yes, Elliott," you whispered, your voice filled with anticipation.

Elliott's hands tightened on your hips, guiding you down onto his cock. You gasped as he filled you completely, your body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. "That’s it," he growled, his voice a low rumble. "Take all of me."

You began to move, your hips rocking back and forth as you rode him, the sensation of his cock driving deeper inside you with each thrust. "Elliott," you moaned, your voice filled with need. "You feel so good."

Elliott's eyes darkened with lust as he watched you, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "You're mine," he growled, his voice dripping with authority. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

You arched your back, your hands clutching his jacket for balance as you moved faster, the pleasure building with each thrust. "Elliott," you gasped, your voice trembling. "I'm so close."

Elliott smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You like this, don't you?" he growled, his hands moving to untie the laces of your corset. "Being fucked like this, riding me like a good little girl."

"Yes," you cried out, your voice breaking with the intensity of your pleasure. "Yes, Elliott, I love it."

Elliott's fingers deftly untied your corset, freeing your breasts. He leaned forward, capturing one of your nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak. You moaned loudly, your body trembling with the sensation.

"Keep riding me," Elliott growled against your skin, his breath hot against your nipple. "I want to see you come."

You moved faster, your hips grinding against him as you chased your release. Elliott's hands roamed over your body, his touch both possessive and arousing. "You feel so good," he groaned, his voice a low rumble. "So tight, so perfect."

Elliott's eyes darkened with a predatory intensity as he watched you ride him, your movements fluid and graceful. His hips moved up to meet yours, each thrust driving him deeper inside you. The sight of you wearing his hat, your hair tousled and your cheeks flushed, was enough to drive him wild. He had been with many women before, but none had ever looked as beautiful as you, none had ever driven him as crazy as you did.

"Fuck," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You look so fucking beautiful, riding me like that. You're driving me insane, woman."

You moaned in response, your hands gripping his shoulders for support as you moved faster. "Elliott," you gasped, your voice filled with need. "I need you so much."

Elliott's hands tightened on your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh as he thrust up into you with renewed intensity. "I can do anything for you," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive growl. "Anything you want, anything you need. Just keep riding me, darling."

You shivered at his words, your body responding eagerly to his touch. "Yes, Elliott," you whispered, your voice trembling with anticipation. "I want you so much."

Elliott reached for the buttons on his shirt, feeling the heat building up on his body. He needed to feel your skin against his, needed to be as close to you as possible. He fumbled with the buttons, his hands trembling with desire. Sweat trickled down his chest, the anticipation making his movements clumsy.

"Fuck," he muttered, his voice filled with frustration. "I need to feel you."

You leaned in, your hands moving to help him with his shirt. Together, you managed to unbutton it, revealing his broad chest. You ran your hands over his skin, feeling the heat radiating from his body. "You're so hot, Elliott," you murmured, your voice filled with awe. "So strong."

Elliott growled in response, his hands moving to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples. "You're mine," he growled, his voice filled with possessive hunger. "All mine."

You gasped at his touch, your body arching towards him. "Yes, Elliott," you moaned, your voice filled with need. "I'm yours."

Elliott's hips moved faster, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he felt himself nearing the edge. "Come for me, darling," he growled, his voice a low rumble. "Scream my name."

You moved faster, your hips grinding against him as you chased your release. Elliott's hands roamed over your body, his touch both possessive and arousing. "You feel so good," he groaned, his voice a low rumble. "So tight, so perfect."

The intensity of his movements drove you closer to the edge. "Elliott," you gasped, your voice trembling. "I'm so close."

Elliott smirked, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You like this, don't you?" he growled, his hands gripping your hips tightly. "Being fucked like this, riding me like a good little girl."

"Yes," you cried out, your voice breaking with the intensity of your pleasure. "Yes, Elliott, I love it."

Elliott's hands moved to cup your breasts, his thumbs brushing over your nipples as he watched you ride him. "You're mine," he growled, his voice filled with possessive hunger. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

With one final, powerful thrust, you shattered, your body trembling with the force of your orgasm. "Elliott!" you cried out, your voice echoing in the quiet of the room.

Elliott groaned as he followed you over the edge, his release filling you completely. He collapsed against the chair, his breath ragged as he pulled you into his arms. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. "You took that so well."

You lay there, entwined with him, your bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Elliott's hands gently caressed your skin, his touch both soothing and arousing. "You're mine," he whispered, his voice a possessive growl. "Always."

You smiled, your eyes heavy with exhaustion but your heart light with contentment. "I love you, Elliott," you murmured, your voice a sleepy whisper.

Elliott kissed your forehead softly, his eyes filled with a rare tenderness. "I love you too, darling," he whispered, his voice a low, comforting rumble. "Always."

[joes-sha-la-la-la-girl]

Something New

Joe Elliott x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: This fic is pure filth and contains light bondage, smut, Sub!Joe and many other explicit things. + 18 ONLY MINORS DNI. Please do not read if you are uncomfortable with this sort of thing. This is something very new for me so any comments would be much appreciated. Thank you to everyone who has encouraged me, you all know who you are. A lot of the ideas for this fic came from conversations with @elliotts-personal-property and she greatly influenced this fic so lets all thank Kris. 💖💖💖

This is a long one (around 3k words)

I knew as soon as I saw the concept of the video what me and Joe would be doing that evening. Watching him get chained up for the ‘Foolin’’ music video caused an idea to stir in my head. 

Throughout the entire time filming, I couldn’t get the idea of Joe tied up helplessly out of my head. The way he was thrashing his head around as he sang along to his own lyrics was exciting me in a way that only Joe could manage. 

I’m not sure if Joe could tell what I was thinking but if he could then he didn’t show it on his face. Between each take he ran over to me and flashed me that gorgeous smile of his. Unintentionally riling me up more. Despite the innocent look of his face, I knew him to be anything but and the way he kept glancing at me even whilst filming was making me count down the minutes until we could get home.

Eventually when the day had finished, Joe and I finally went home. I could tell that the poor boy was exhausted and that was enough to almost deter me from my plan. Almost. However, the groan he made when he collapsed onto the sofa was enough for me to want to drag him to the bedroom. 

Walking up behind him, I leant over the back of the couch and started rubbing his shoulders, causing his head to roll around, almost like it had earlier. Hearing him groan again caused me to smirk as I pressed a gentle kiss against his neck. When I felt him release a shuddering breath I grinned again.

“That feel nice love?” I asked as I nibbled slightly on his earlobe.

“Mhm.” Joe moaned out. Letting go of him I made my way around the couch. 

Sitting on his lap, I grabbed his face gently in my hands and pressed my lips to his, causing his eyes to go wide in shock. It didn’t take long for him to kiss back, putting his hands on my waist and dragging my hips down onto his. I could feel him harden underneath me. Deciding to add fuel to the already burning fire between us, I pushed my tongue into his mouth, dominating the kiss. 

No matter how much he tried to take control again, I continued down the path I was on. When I pulled away for air, I saw him try and chase my lips for a second. When he opened his eyes I saw the beautiful green-blue colour staring back at me. 

“Wanna take this upstairs?” I asked him, the smirk never falling off of my face. Joe just nodded at me and let me grab his hand to lead him through to the bedroom. When we got there I gently pushed Joe onto the bed. Climbing back into his lap, one of my hands found itself in his hair, whilst the other rested gently on his cheek. 

Rubbing my thumb over his lips that were now slightly swollen I made sure that I had his full attention. 

“I wanna try something new tonight.” I told him softly but so that he could still hear me.

“How new?” He asked with a still slightly dazed expression.

“Very new. I wanna tie you up.” I told him as I maintained eye contact. I watched him gulp as he looked up at me.

“What?” He finally questioned.

“After seeing you all tied up today for the video, it gave me a few ideas of my own.” I told him as I gently brushed my thumb against his dimple. “Is that okay?”

Joe nodded as he stared at me. 

“Words baby boy.”

“Yes.” Joe whispered. As soon as the word left his mouth my lips found his. Trailing down the side of his face to his neck, I started gently grinding my hips against his again. I couldn’t help the small giggle I released when I heard him whimper. 

There was something about having him so vulnerable underneath me, willing to be tied up that made me tingle inside. Slowly standing up I heard Joe whine again and I gently shushed him as I made my way to the wardrobe. Pulling out a few of Joe’s ties that he had hardly ever worn, I turned back and made my way towards him. 

I moved my hands to the bottom of Joe’s shirt and gently tugged it over his head. The view of him shirtless had always made me shiver but I tried to contain it. Carefully I pushed him down so he was laying on the bed and helped him adjust so that his head was on the pillow. 

“Arms up sweetheart.” I told him with a slightly stern tone. I didn’t want to scare him when I was about to put him in a vulnerable position, but he needed to know that I was in charge.

With only a little hesitance, Joe lifted his arms up so that they rested against the headboard. I didn’t waste any time straddling him so that I could tie his hands together. Leaning over so I could reach meant that my breasts were directly in Joe’s face. Knowing how much he loved them, I took my time so that I could tease him a bit. He took a sharp intake of breath and I knew that my plan was working.

When I had finished tying the knot, I checked to make sure it wasn’t too tight before manoeuvring my way back down his body. Kissing in the middle of his chest, I trailed my lips down his body feeling him squirm slightly. 

When I got down to the waistband of his jeans, I kissed over his clothed bulge. When he bucked his hips I moved away and looked up at him.

“Not yet Joe.” I told him as I stood up to grab the other ties.

When I climbed up onto the bed again, I slowly made my way back to Joe’s jeans, tugging them and his underwear down his legs. As I did so, I made sure to tease him a little by softly running my fingernails as I went. When I finally got the clothing off, I stared at my boyfriend completely naked on the bed, with his hands tied above his head.

As I looked over at him, it was at that exact moment I found myself extremely thankful for the posts at the bottom of the bed. Gently grasping one of his ankles, I secured it to the bedpost before leaving a peck on the skin there. Moving over, I gave the other foot the same treatment, seeing Joe squirm slightly in his bonds.

Grinning at him I started to make my way back up his body, leaving kisses as I did. The feeling of him moving underneath me made me wetter. 

“Please.” Joe whimpered as he fluttered his eyelashes in my direction. 

“Please what Joe?” I asked, teasing him further.

“Please touch me.” He breathed out. Deciding to take the teasing one step further I started placing my finger on different parts of his body.

“Here?” I moved my hand, “Or here?” With a grin I carried on a few times, revelling in his whines. “Be specific sweetheart.”

“Y/N please.” Joe spoke through his heavy breaths. “I need you to touch me there.”

It wasn’t like Joe to get desperate like that so I decided not to push my luck anymore and instead place my hand on his cock. Wrapping my hand around him I very slowly started to move my hand up and down. Not enough to trigger anything but enough to keep him hard. 

“It’s not fair.” Joe whined, tugging on his restraints.

“What's not fair?” I asked him, acting clueless.

“I’m naked and you’re not.” 

“Is this not enough?” I asked him as I gave him a little squeeze causing him to gasp and screw his eyes shut. When he didn’t answer I squeezed again.

“No please, I wanna see you.” He cried out. 

“You sure? You’re not even looking at me.” I answered. Immediately he opened his eyes and looked directly at me. “Good boy.” I smiled when I saw his pretty eyes again. The whine that he released was music to my ears.

Slowly I removed my shirt and dropped it to the floor without breaking eye contact with him. I could see Joe gulp and start to squirm more in his restraints. Leaving my bra on I moved off of the bed and discarded my jeans in the same slow and teasing manner. Climbing back on top of him, I sat on Joe’s thighs and placed my hands on his bare hips. 

I scratched my nails against his skin, not hard enough to leave a mark but with enough pressure to cause goosebumps to rise on the skin beneath. 

Taking my time, I edged my way around to the front of his pelvis and ran my thumb down his happy trail. Tracing the line of hair there had caused yet another whimper and a buck of his hips. I pushed his hips back down again before removing my hands altogether. 

Joe furrowed his brow at the loss of contact which just made him look adorable. 

“What's the matter Joe?” I asked with a faux pout.

“I need you please.” He whimpered.

“Need me to do what? Beg for what you need Joe.” I told him, refusing to put my hands back until he did as I said.

“Please Y/N I need you to touch me again. I need to have your hands on my cock please.” The neediness in his voice didn’t go unnoticed so I placed one hand on his cock as the other started to gently rub his hip again.

With the hand that I had on him, I lazily started stroking him up and down. I could tell how turned on the poor boy was by the precum that started to leak from the tip. Rubbing my thumb over the top of his erection, I spread the precum around a little, revelling in every noise the man underneath me made. 

It was painfully obvious that Joe needed to relinquish the control for once.

“You’ve been so stressed with the album haven't you?” I asked him, pouting again. Joe nodded at me in response.

“I know it's hard to think right now but I need you to use your words baby boy.”

“Yes.” Joe moaned as I gave him a gentle squeeze. His eyes fell shut again but he quickly remembered himself and snapped them open again. I smiled down at him as I started to quicken the pace that my hand was going. 

It wasn’t long before I saw the tell tale signs of his orgasm so I quickly took my hand away. Joe stared at me as he choked back a sob.

“Why… Why did you stop?” He asked as his breathing increased into a pant. Tears threatening to fall at any moment. I leant down so that I could nibble at his neck and earlobe

“Patience sweetheart, you have all night to come.” I whispered in his ear, enjoying the shiver that I caused. Joe let out a deep breath as he tried to move his arms. 

“Where are you going?” I asked him as he immediately stopped his squirming at my voice.

“I’m sorry.” He whimpered.

“Don’t be sorry sweetheart just relax, I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” I told him as I ran my thumb against his cheek.

I felt Joe relax underneath me again as I pressed butterfly kisses to the side of his face and neck. I sat up again and removed my bra before getting up once more to remove my underwear.

This time when I climbed back on top of him, I sat on his stomach instead of his thighs and I leant down straight away to press a kiss to his lips. I felt him kiss back straight away which encouraged me more. He was so responsive to every touch I was giving him.

Pulling away from him again I smiled as he chased my lips but couldn’t get very far because of his tied hands.

“Patience, love, I’ll give you what you need in a minute.” I cooed at him as I shifted my body upwards slightly so I was hovering on my knees. Reaching down, I grabbed his throbbing erection and held it up.

Rubbing the tip through my folds, I ignored the urge to just sink straight down. In all the teasing that I had been giving Joe, I was teasing myself as well. Joe whined and tugged on his restraints again. 

“Give me a second baby boy, just lay still and let me take care of you.” 

I watched Joe nod his head, tears starting to fall from his eyes. Leaning forward I wiped them away. “Are you okay sweetheart? Is this too much?” I asked him softly. For a moment I thought I might’ve taken it too far. However, the fear was quickly squashed when Joe shook his head.

“No it’s not too much, it just feels really good ‘s’all” Joe whispered. I kissed him again before sitting up once more.

“As long as you are sure?” I asked him one more time.

“I’m sure Y/N/N.”

With that confirmation, I moved my hand back to his erection and lifted it up again, This time lining it up and slowly sinking down. The groan he let out was one of the most beautiful sounds to ever leave his mouth as I engulfed him with my warmth. 

“Fuck Joe, you’re huge.” I moaned out, still slowly moving downwards. No matter how many times we had been together, his size never failed to shock me. I watched a small smile spread across Joe’s face at my praise but it didn’t last long. 

When I was finally seated I grinned my hips against his, causing a gasp to fall from his swollen lips. An idea came to the forefront of my mind as I adjusted my hips slightly. Joe’s face scrunched up again and I saw him tug once more on the tie that kept his hands away from me. When I didn’t make a move to start Joe choked out another groan.

“What are you doing love?” He asked as he tried to move his hips into mine.

“I’m just a little tired sweet boy, so I’m just gonna sit here for a minute or two, is that alright?” I questioned him, hiding my smirk. When he didn’t answer straight away I clenched around him.

“Yeah.” Joe breathed out.

“Good boy.” 

Sitting as still as I could, I allowed myself to clench every so often just enough to tease him and keep him on edge. I could see the impatience fill his eyes as he looked at me, waiting for me to allow him a little more relief. 

Placing my hands flat on his stomach in front of me, I started to caress his slightly sweaty skin. I could feel the muscle underneath my fingertips contract as he tried to remain as still as possible. 

“I don’t know Joe, I might just sit here like this all night. I’m rather comfy and enjoying the view.” I told him as I sat myself back slightly and placed my hands on his thighs behind me. I saw the worry flush his face slightly.

“No, please Y/N, please move, I need more love, please.” Joe begged looking panicked. Leaning forward I put a reassuring smile on my face.

“Don’t worry, my love.” I smiled as I moved one hand to his cheek. “I’ll give you what you need.” 

Adjusting one final time, I sat back up straight and slowly started to lift my hips up. I repeated this action, lifting then lowering my body on top of his, unable to resist digging my nails in slightly at the pleasure of it all. 

The noises that Joe was making were like our own personal melody that no one else had the pleasure of hearing. Joe had an extremely strong voice but the idea that I was the one inducing those moans was almost enough to tip me over the edge. 

“Shit Joe.” I breathed out as the pleasure started to overtake my every sense. Joe was only babbling in response. The man had completely given up trying to escape his restraints and instead layed lax on the bed as he watched me move up and down on top of him. 

Moving one hand back, I started playing with his balls as I bounced harder causing him to let out a loud whine. 

“Can I come, please Y/N let me come.” Joe begged as tears of overstimulation began to well up in his eyes again. Keeping my movements going and using that hand that was on his balls, I started rubbing my clit in time with my bounces. 

“Wait a minute sweetheart, I’m nearly there and we can come together.” Trying to get myself as close as possible I kept my motions up whilst continuing to look at Joe. Joe whines at my temporary denial of his orgasm but ultimately did as I said and held back.

When I was finally there myself I looked Joe directly in the eye. 

“Come for me baby boy.” 

Joe didn’t hesitate to let go and I felt myself fill up with his warmth. That sensation sent me over the edge and I came hard, letting out a scream as I did so. 

I wasn’t sure how long our orgasms lasted but eventually I found myself collapsed on Joe’s chest, feeling his pants move my body up and down. It took a moment for me to recover but when I did, I pressed a soft kiss to Joe’s chest before sitting back up. 

Climbing off of him, I winced at the empty sensation that suddenly washed over me. Immediately I leaned up and untied Joe’s wrists, leaning down to give him a kiss. Crawling down to his feet, I undid the knots and threw all the tines on the floor. Eventually, I ended up back beside Joe. Giving him another kiss, I brushed some of the hair out of his face. 

“Are you okay?” I asked him softly as I looked into those beautiful green-blue eyes of his.

“More than.” He smiled at me, his eyelids drooping slightly. 

“Let me just go get a cloth to clean us up alright?”

I hurried, as much as I could, to the bathroom across the hallway and grabbed two flannels, quickly cleaning myself up, I took the other flannel out of the bathroom with me. When I got back into our shared room I saw Joe still awake on the bed looking at me. I made my way over to him and helped him clean up, careful not to overstimulate him anymore than he already was. 

Putting the dirty cloth into the washing bag in the corner of our room, I laid down on the bed next to Joe and covered us up with the duvet. Joe had his head between my bare breasts as I lovingly ran my fingers through his hair.

“Was all of that alright?” I asked him, wanting to confirm again that he enjoyed himself.

“Absolutely.” He told me with a sleepy grin. “Just what I needed after today actually.”

“Good, fancy doing it again sometime?”

“Definitely.”

[2-fast-2-curious]

Do you find audios for drivers in series other than F1? Because I would kill for smut audios that sound like Chase Elliott or Austin Cindric (NASCAR) 🥺

I think you requested Austin twice so this one is for you. I've done Pato and I've done Callum so I guess it's only fair I admit that I do accept requests for other series.

[M4F] Cumming Home for Christmas

[OC] (does it need a [Secret Santa] tag?) [BFE] Gentle [MDom] [DD/lg] [Fingering] [Cunnilingus] [Daddy] [Babygirl] Shh Parents are back [Hold the Moan] [Stretching] you and [Cumming Inside] [Creampie]

Creator Reddit: u/owenscumnival

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The Beginning of The Parthanons

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/hoMJFpO by A_little_Birdie_Told_Me14 Nico Di Angelo and Will solace buy a cottage at an edge of a graveyard because they what to try to go back into mortal society. However, the Fates have decided that their neighbors are non other than the vampires of the Hotel Dumort. Alliances might happen. I dunno yet, just going off the stories vibes right now. No Smut. Words: 1225, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Nico di Angelo, Will Solace, Magnus Bane, Alec Lightwood, Lily Chen (Shadowhunter Chronicles), Elliott the Vampire (Shadowhunter Chronicles), Clary Fray, Jace Wayland, Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson), Percy Jackson, Simon Lewis, Isabelle Lightwood, Jocelyn Fairchild, Luke Garroway, Max Lightwood-Bane, Rafael Lightwood-Bane Relationships: Nico di Angelo/Will Solace, Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Clary Fray/Jace Wayland, Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson, Simon Lewis & Isabelle Lightwood, Jocelyn Fairchild/Luke Garroway Additional Tags: Vampires, solangelo buys a house, Actually a cottage, TMI/PJO crossover, Nico di Angelo and Will Solace are Cute, percy jackson x shadowhunters, Shadowhunters - Freeform, attempted scare read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/hoMJFpO

[the-book-wyverns-lair]

🤠CHASING THE WILD by Elliott Rose

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝?

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔, 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕'𝚜 𝙿𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑... 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝.

𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙴 𝟸𝟸𝚗𝚍 … 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝?

𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, '𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑!𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘', 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 + 𝚏!𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝙼𝙼𝙲, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍-𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛.

🏔𝑬𝒙 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅’𝒔 𝑫𝒂𝒅

🏔𝑮𝒓𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝑪𝒐𝒘𝒃𝒐𝒚

🏔𝑺𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓

🏔𝑺𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 “𝑾𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕”

🏔𝑴𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈

🏔𝑨𝒈𝒆-𝒈𝒂𝒑𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 (𝑺𝒉𝒆’𝒔 25 + 𝑯𝒆’𝒔 42)

🏔𝑩𝒓-𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒌!𝒏𝒌 (𝒘/𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒚)

🏔𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒋𝒐𝒃… 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑯𝒂𝒕

🏔𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅-𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆

𝐏𝐑𝐄-𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑: https://mybook.to/EjnR

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[justsparklingwords]

A Jealous Scare

Pairing: Chase Elliott x reader

Warnings: jealousy

Summary: You absolutely love your boyfriend, Chase, but sometimes you want to spend some time with your best friend, Ryan.

Request from @xplr-hvpe: hey best fren! i love your writing a bunch! could you do one where you're hanging out with Ryan and chase gets jealous? i love u bunches!! 💛

A/N: I’m horrible at writing jealousy prompts, but I did my best! I also know nothing of Nascar and let's just pretend they live together so this fic can be easier on ol' Al here ;)

PSA: I respect Ryan, Chase, and both of their girlfriends. This is absolute fiction and for fun. No hate to any girls in their lives. Thank you.

Chase Elliott was not a man who got jealous easily. Well, at least he told himself that. He knew he could always trust his best friend and girlfriend, but seeing you sitting closely to said best friend on the couch made his blood start to boil.

Since you had been spending a lot more time with Chase recently than your shared best friend, you decided to do what you and Ryan always did when you had time to yourselves- a movie marathon! For as long as you’ve been friends with each other, you and Ryan would have movie marathons that would last the whole day. You started doing this even before you and Chase were together, so he was quite understanding when you suggested you both take a day away from each other.

While he may have been understanding, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy in hearing you wanted to spend the day with Ryan rather than him. Sure, he knew it had been a while since you and he had spent time together, but to take a whole day off from being with each other? Was he supposed to just ignore you while you were at his house watching movies? He couldn’t really wrap his head around it. So, in an impulsive move, he decided to crash your movie marathon.

You and Ryan were on your third movie by the time Chase decided to show up. He could see how much fun you were having and as much as he hated to admit it, it made him feel even more jealous. The deep pits of his stomach churning with envy. Regaining his thoughts, he moved behind the couch you and Ryan were occupying, trying to be as sneaky as possible.

Meanwhile, you and Ryan were currently watching a horror movie, both of you cuddled up in fuzzy blankets, a huge bowl of popcorn sitting in between the both of you, minds focused on the killer hiding behind the curtain while the main character was washing her face at the sink. Luckily for Chase, he had already seen the movie and knew exactly when to make his move.

Taking a deep breath, Chase screamed as loud as he could, "AHHHHHHH!!!"

Popcorn flew everywhere on account of you and Ryan jumping up from your places on the couch absolutely terrified, thinking it was the villain from the movie. Chase was doubled over laughing from the synchronized screaming.

"Wait a minute...Chase?!" You were thankful to hear those words from Ryan. A wave of relief washed over you both.

"Chase love, why would you scare us?" You asked.

He sighed, "Honestly, I wanted to be involved in your movie marathon."

You could tell he started to feel bad about scaring y'all. You also knew Chase got jealous pretty easily, whether he liked to admit it or not. You turned to Ryan, "You ok with him joining us?"

Ryan was also aware of his friend's jealousy and pitied him for it. He turned to Chase, "Well, we're almost done with this movie so how about you make us some new popcorn and join us for the next one. We're going to watch Friday the 13th and I know y/n will need someone to protect her," he elbowed your side.

"Hey! You're one to talk, you're the one who screamed when the jaws theme started."

He put his hands over his face, "You always have to bring that up, don't you?"

"Of course! What are friends for?" you chuckled.

Chase laughed at your squabble with Ryan, "Well, I guess I better clean up the mess I made and make us some popcorn. Let me know when the next movie is ready!"

A/N: This is pretty short, but like I said earlier I’m not great at jealousy prompts. I hope you nascar fans enjoyed this as well as you, tyjo! I hope this meets your standards and I’m sorry it took me so long to do this. It was an honor writing this for you ❤️💙

A/N #2: Like this? Then you'll like my other fic featuring Chase called "Dating Chase Elliott Would Include" which you can find here

[romirola]

Romi!! Could i possibly ask for a “you look like you were jealous.” from the smut promt list for elliott and sunshine? >.<

A RedactedASMR soft-smut prompt and fanfic fill below! 18+ ONLY. MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT! Thank you!

Elliott raised his hands in mock surrender. “I’m not saying anything!” he defended, his voice an octave higher by the time he got to the last word. “But, if I were saying something…” he added cheekily. “I would say that you looked like you were jealous.”

Sunshine angrily tossed a pillow at Elliott’s face.

“Hey, hey, hey!” he stammered as the pillow collided with his face. “Uncalled for!” he giggled. “And there’s a zipper on this one. Careful, Sunshine. You could take my eye out if you’re not careful.”

“I was not jealous,” Sunshine seethed. “I was…” They bit their lip, searching for a less-charged word that Elliott would still believe was accurate. “I was concerned that the client was asking you about the possibility of seeing their erotic dreams and surprised at the fact that they were so forward to note that you’ve been included in them. Concerned and surprised. Not jealous!” Sunshine insisted hotly. They plunked down onto the bed as they removed their socks and changed into their clothes for sleeping.

Elliott had been one step ahead of them, already pulling up the sheets over himself. He crossed his arm in front of his bare chest. “Concern and surprise,” he smugly repeated. “Those aren’t two emotions that typically produce such a vivacious response in you. Or anyone. It’s okay, Sunshine. Just admit it. You were a little jealous. That’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“I was not jealous and I am not embarrassed!” Sunshine yelped. They whipped their socks across the room into the laundry basket sitting in the corner.

“Okay. ‘Intense,’ then,” Elliott amended. “You have to agree with that.”

“‘Intense’…” Sunshine considered the connotations. “I’ll allow ‘intense.’ I mean, don’t you find their behavior a bit suspect? That the client would make this big deal about wanting to keep those erotic dreams hidden, which you totally assured them that the dreams would be, since you’re a professional and all, and then for them to have the gall to tell you that’s good because they dream about you?” Sunshine pushed themselves backwards so they were next to Elliott. “That’s such a little fucking power-play move. And that coy smirk that was plastered on their face as they said it… Don’t tell me they didn’t know exactly what they were doing. And all in front of me! You bet your ass I was ‘intense!’”

“Hey.” With a half-smile, Elliott threw his arm around their shoulder to give them a quick kiss. He lingered for a bit longer than he anticipated when he felt how quick their breath had gotten in their anger. “Whether you were jealous or not, you don’t have to worry about anyone else. Ever,” he vowed, letting his thumb press little circles into their arm. “I only have eyes for you, Sunshine. And your dreams are the only ones I want to be in. Erotic or otherwise,” the dreamwalker winked. “I love you. And one flirty client with a ‘coy smirk,’ as you call it, could never and will never change that. No one in the entire world with all the dream magic the meridian has to offer could ever make me dream of anyone but you.”

“Oh, Eli,” Sunshine sighed, totally absorbed by his true words. What moved them the most was that they knew those words were completely honest. Their bond with Elliott was stronger than they ever felt before in their entire life. “I love you so much.” They gave their boyfriend a kiss to seal that promise, and found a heat burning in their chest as their mouth opened wider for Elliott to chase the taste of them on his lips.

He hated to admit it to himself, but the thought of Sunshine getting jealous over him had turned him on earlier. The unexpected sight of seeing them so upset on his behalf, weaving their way around his body as if to prove to his client that Elliott was theirs and they were his. It was almost too much for him to take, but he had kept his cool because he was in public, nor did he want to be misinterpreted that his arousal was due to the client and not Sunshine. “You up for a little fun tonight?” Elliott proposed confidently.

But now, here they both were. Together with only their bed for company. Now, Elliott’s electric mind told him, he could act on all those feelings he shoved down during his work meeting.

At Sunshine’s quick nod and wide grin, Elliott continued. “After all,” he said as he let his hands dance over Sunshine’s collarbone. “Why settle for an erotic dream when you’ve got the real thing right here in front of you?” It was a rhetorical question with quite a bit more confidence than Elliott usually felt when he initiated anything involving sex that didn’t include his dreamwalking magic. Like many dreamwalkers, Elliott knew that he sometimes relied on his ability to bend reality in dreams to escape any insecurities or inadequacies he had about himself in real life. While Sunshine always assured Elliott that they wanted real-him just as much as they wanted dream-him, Elliott almost had trouble believing that fact. Sunshine was the most desirable person he’d ever met, and the idea of them choosing Elliott was unbelievable, even with his incredible powers. For them to say they choose him in real life, too?

Elliott never even let himself dream that would ever be the case as he pined for Sunshine all those years.

“Oh!” Sunshine’s breath hitched as Elliott let his hands glide across their chest, down to their torso. “Elliott,” they gasped, breathing into the growing heat that burned within them. “You’re so decisive tonight.” They squirmed underneath Elliott’s touch, leaning into the friction and fire their bodies created together.

“Well, you were pretty decisive yourself earlier tonight,” he whispered into their ear. He took their lobe in between his teeth and tugged lightly, earning him a squeal of pleasure from Sunshine. They brought a leg up and over Elliott, pulling him closer as they squeezed to close any distance between them. Elliott barely suppressed a moan of delight as he let his hand cup the back of Sunshine’s knee so that he could position them just as he wanted them. “Glaring daggers with those incredible eyes of yours,” he called through misses that trailed back and forth along Sunshine’s ribs. “Digging your nails into your soft palms. Pushing your tongue to the side of your kissable cheek.” Just visualizing those small glimpses of Sunshine from earlier that night had Elliott hard. “You’re so fucking hot like that, when your jealous over me.”

“Oh yeah?” Sunshine laughed, letting their head tip back, though whether that was from the laugh or from the movement of Elliott’s mouth, they didn’t know. “Then maybe I was jealous,” they confessed. “I was jealous. What are you going to do about that?” they challenged, letting their fingernails weave their way around Elliott’s shoulders and back in a spiral pattern that drove him wild.

Elliott could feel his blood boil at Sunshine’s invitation. “How about this?” he suggested smugly. He arched back to give himself the room to fit his hand between their legs. Sunshine quickly spread themselves further and thrust their pelvis up to give him ample room as he captured them, slick and warm and so ready for more. “Go ahead,” he encouraged, though Sunshine had already begun to grind into him. “There you are,” he praised. “I love making you feel like this, Sunshine. Because I know how good I can make you feel, and that I’m the one who makes you feel good.” Elliott’s mouth found theirs again, practically devouring them as they bucked and swayed against him.

“You… Eli…” Sunshine panted, lost in a sea of stars and satisfaction as they felt themselves break. “I love you,” they stuttered, sinking back a bit in the pillow as a wave of dizziness overcame them. “I love you so much, Eli.” After a beat, they vaulted up, throwing themselves into Elliott’s chest as they took his face in their hands. They kissed him again, slowly and steadily, enjoying every single second their mouth was joined with Elliott’s. “If you thought I was intense at the meeting tonight, wait until you see just how intense I can get,” they promised, ready to give Elliott the same care and attention he showed them, and then some.

It was another two hours before either of them got any sleep that night.

[sikeslayla]

hello everyone i really need some plots & besties so 💗 i’m Fx21 (she/her)

about my oc- maggie lindemann fc with oc name 21 writes on discord only she has a child (must be okay with that) please be okay with smut (we can talk about triggers!! no pedo, rxpe,sa)

paragraphs 3rd person… i type so much when i get super into a plot.

fandoms…

the walking dead- beth or my oc (looking for a daryl or carl

sam & colby- my oc, shea, stas, katrina. (looking for a colby or jake)

teen wolf- my oc, allison, malia (looking for a stiles, derek or isaac)

outerbanks- my oc (looking for a JJ)

the vampire diaries- my oc or hayley (looking for a stefan, damon, kol or klaus)

the purge- ocXoc would be cool for this preferably looking for fxm (me being f)

Ace/the wattpad book/- my oc or sofia (looking for ace)

⭐️ the ravenhood series-my oc or Cecelia (looking for sean or dom.. or both(; )

harry potter- my oc (looking for draco)

nascar- my oc (looking for chase elliott, kyle larson, ryan blaney, Christopher bell)

euphoria: my oc, mads or case. (looking for a nate)

these are what came to my mind but i have plenty more than what is listed!! just ask (:

others i’ve been dying to write against with my OC

vinnie hacker // andy biersack // machine gun kelly // chase hudson // jaden hossler // nessa barrett // tommy lee // dolan twins //

i have so many plot ideas and i’m totally down to whatever ideas you have as well i love writing so i never say no to a good plot!!

i’m a total book nerd so if you’re interested in plotting book characters i’m 100% down to read the book for you if i haven’t already read it the same with shows/movies. i’m very open minded

also always down for a good sub(me) and dom relationship!!

like this and i’ll get in contact as soon as i can (:

or just message me and i’ll answer faster!!

[love-bokumono-fics]

Tag Tuesday - First Fic

I thought it was only fitting that the first Tag Tuesday should feature the "My First Fic" and its related tags.

I think, in retrospect, writers tend to look back on our first works and cringe, but I also think there is a lot of love, joy, enthusiasm, and beauty to be found in first fanfics. The whole process back then was new and exciting, and I remember having a kind of almost manic energy and excitement while writing my first fic that I've never been able to recapture since then. So lets take a moment to shed some love on some of the fandoms' first forays into writing fanfiction!

Was your first fic in the Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons universe? Send it our way! We'd love to see them!

Hey, see me after class? - by bluebird_lamentation; A New Beginning; >1k; Complete, 1/1

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: M/M

Relationship: Neil/Rod; Characters: Neil, Rod, Allen, Felicity

Additional Tags: Fluff, Friends to Lovers, One-Shot, May add more chapters idk, first fic, Modern School AU

Summary: Neil asks to see Rod after class, it may be better than what he expected...

A Chance to Start Again - by ChewyGirl12; Friends of Mineral Town; 2k; WIP, 2/?

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Claire the Farmer, All Residents of Mineral Town

Additional Tags: cursing, Daily life of a farmer, Collection of events and stories, ongoing, Really just a way to practice writing, Maybe some drama, This is a Teen up but there is cursing and some mature themes so be advised, Just a happy story of life in a small town, Multiple chapters, Some Romance, Rival marriages are a thing with the correct pairings, You can date either gender in this game!, This is my first fanfic and time here

Summary: After news of her grandfather’s death, Claire receives his old farm in the will. Bored of the city life Claire packs up and heads over to Mineral Town to start her new life as a farmer. Hard work and many happy moments await her as she makes her living and meets new friends along the way. Although Claire is not exactly the sociable type, the residents of Mineral Town still find their way into her heart as she establishes new relationships in this small town, whether that be friendships or perhaps one day love among the many potential romantic candidates among her. This series will be an ongoing tale of a new farmers life in Mineral Town and those in it.

Refuge - by Genderfluid_Writes; Animal Parade, Tree of Tranquility, Stardew Valley; 8k; WIP, 3/?

Rating: Mature; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Multi

Relationships: Chase (Harvest Moon)/Elliott, Shane/Original Character(s), Renee | Lina/Toby | Tao, Anissa | Anise/Jin | Won, One-sided Chase/Owen, Candace/Emily; Characters: Chase | Chihaya, Elliott, Shane, Original Non-Binary Character, Renee | Lina, Toby | Tao, Anissa, Jin | Won, Owen | Ose, Chloe, Candace, Emily, Harvey, Kent, Lewis, Gus, Jas, Vincent, Luke, Bo, Pascal

Additional Tags: Assume the usual cast is here, My First Fanfic, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, M for Language and Themes, will I ever write smut? who knows, Crossover, Unrequited Love, First Love, Non-binary character, POV Multiple, no beta cos im a lazy coward, Fluff and Angst, May or may not be character deaths

Summary: With news of the Gotoro Empire closing in, a handful of residents from Waffle Island make the perilous journey over the sea, armed only with a friend of a friend's supposed assurance that they'd be welcome in Stardew Valley. For most, it means leaving family behind, but Chase only had unrequited love to run away from. However, reluctantly saddled with his best friend's young cousin and the informal leadership of the group, he has no choice but to get involved with life in let another backwater town. With the others missing their home and worrying about their families' safety, will he be able to stand with them in solidarity, or will he turn tail and run back to his old life? What if he misses the island more than he thought? What if these displaced souls find new life in a horrible situation? First fanfic I've ever written, let alone publicly shared. Hope its not too terrible. Also there's no beta-ing atm, beware of mistypes.

Here You Come Again - by SeasonSuite; Trio of Towns; 58k; WIP, 14/?

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M

Relationships: Female Farmer/Wayne; Minor or Background Relationship(s); Characters: Farmer, Wayne, Frank, Lisette, Ford, Ludus, Trio of Towns ensemble

Additional Tags: Crushes, Falling In Love, Love, farming, Fluff, dolly parton references, Friends to Lovers, cowboy aesthetic. idiots to lovers, Day At The Beach, Flowers, Romance, My First Fanfic, Bonding, Feelings, Humor, Slow Build, Did I Mention Fluff

Summary: On the first day of her new life, June meets a handsome, smooth-talking postman. Caught between his seemingly earnest words and his philandering reputation, she writes him off as bad news. Over the year, as June struggles to build her new farm, Wayne proves her wrong—then right—then wrong again. or, Westown's charming postman is known for being perfect, and he's usually happy to play the part. But when a new farmer tries to get to know the real him, Wayne learns that to be loved, he has to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known. Trio of Towns made me FEEL a lot of things so here's a sappy romantic love letter to my favorite bachelor. Slow burn Wayne x Holly, fluff and romance and drama. Background ships and more to come. New chapter Fridays or your money back!

Sugar and Spice - by Chibimiie; Animal Parade; 18k; WIP, 15/?

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences, Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Category: F/M

Relationships: Chase/Molly the Farmer, Angela/Luke; Characters: Molly | Hikari, Angela the Farmer, Chase, Luke

Additional Tags: first fic, Slow Burn, at least molly and chase are, oh god how do you tag fics, beginning is kinda rough, angela chapters tend to be shorter, mentions of eating disorders, ya girl was making it up as she went along, alternating povs, Friends to Lovers

Summary: Wanting to get away from past hurts of the city, sisters Molly and Angela decide to respond to a flyer advertising an abandoned farm on the faraway island of Castanet. Leaving behind their closest friends and brother Kasey, the two take a chance and move to the tiny island hoping for a new chance at life.

Lady Of Grasstrail Farms - by FromADenOfBeasts; Pioneers of Olive Town; 43k; WIP, 34/?

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M

Relationship: Female Farmer/Lars; Characters: Original Female Character(s), Female Farmer, Lars, Laura, Angela, Clemens, Damon, Jack, Emilio, Reina, Victor, Gloria, Simon, Jesse

Additional Tags: My First AO3 Post, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, spoilers obviously, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Supportive Big Brother, honestly the best big brother ever

Summary: Pioneers Of Olive Town AU where Lars is single. That's not all that happens but it is the reason I wrote this. A young woman named Vallon quits her job and follows her heart to Olive Town, where her family has roots deeper than she ever thought. Now she has to contend with new neighbors, ancient magic, and getting the hang of farming a wild land. Can she cope on her own, or can she at least find someone to share it with? Formerly titled "Why Not, Lars?" (Please note that this AU was planned so that absolutely nothing has occurred between him and Beth.)

Siblings - by teamBLAZE; Harvest Moon (Friends of Mineral Town, Island of Happiness/Sunshine Islands); 6.3k; Completed, 6/6

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Other

Relationships: Claire the Farmer/Cliff; Chelsea/Mark

Additional Tags: Family, Hurt/Comfort, Reunions, My First AO3 Post

Summary: Left with only a photograph to remind him of the past, Cliff lives with the hope of seeing his sister again. Years later, a certain girl appears at Verdure Island with the task of reviving the other islands, wishing she would see that somebody once she accomplishes it. Will they find what they have longed for? An experimental fic based from a confession.

[ao3feedkurtbastian]

Eunoia

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dIhtrl

by Being__alive

Eunoia: Beautiful thinking.

When Sebastian enters Kurt's life once again, it's safe to say that he changes it forever.

Words: 2582, Chapters: 1/45, Language: English

Series: Part 9 of Kurtbastian Works

Fandoms: Glee

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Sebastian Smythe, Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson, Sam Evans, Rachel Berry, Santana Lopez, Dani (Glee), Finn Hudson, Mercedes Jones, Elliott "Starchild" Gilbert, Will Schuester, Tina Cohen-Chang, Burt Hummel, Carole Hudson-Hummel, Brittany S. Pierce, Mike Chang, Noah Puckerman, Quinn Fabray, Emma Pillsbury, Artie Abrams, Isabelle Wright, Chase Madison, Kurt's Mother (Glee), David Karofsky, Carmen Tibideaux, Sebastian Smythe's Parents, Sebastian Smythe's Father, Sebastian Smythe's Mother

Relationships: Kurt Hummel/Sebastian Smythe, Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Additional Tags: Past Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Endgame Kurt Hummel/Sebastian Smythe, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst, No Smut, Humor, Fluff and Humor, Angst and Humor, Feels, Love, Romance, Eventual Romance, Love Confessions, Cheating, Infidelity, Break Up, Attempted Sexual Assault, Affectionate Insults, Jealousy, The Lima Bean, Drinking, Underage Drinking, Trust Issues, Loss of Trust, Gay Bashing, Engagement, Broken Engagement, Marriage Proposal, Character Death, Road Trips, Las Vegas, Sex, Halloween, halloween party, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Awkwardness, Promiscuity, body issues, Singing, Guy Fawkes Night, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Party, Christmas Presents, christmas eve eve, Christmas Eve, New Year's Eve, New York City, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Slow Romance, Birthday, First Kiss, Kissing, Boyfriends, Boys Kissing, Boys In Love, Dating, First Dates, Song: La Vie En Rose, Truth or Dare, Never Have I Ever, Song: Ain't No Magic Mountain High Enough, Karaoke, Valentine's Day, OC's - Freeform, Finn Lives, Finn Hudson Lives

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dIhtrl

[ao3feed-kurthummel]

Eunoia

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dIhtrl

by Being__alive

Eunoia: Beautiful thinking.

When Sebastian enters Kurt's life once again, it's safe to say that he changes it forever.

Words: , Chapters: 1/45, Language: English

Series: Part 9 of Kurtbastian Works

Fandoms: Glee

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Sebastian Smythe, Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson, Sam Evans, Rachel Berry, Santana Lopez, Dani (Glee), Finn Hudson, Mercedes Jones, Elliott "Starchild" Gilbert, Will Schuester, Tina Cohen-Chang, Burt Hummel, Carole Hudson-Hummel, Brittany S. Pierce, Mike Chang, Noah Puckerman, Quinn Fabray, Emma Pillsbury, Artie Abrams, Isabelle Wright, Chase Madison, Kurt's Mother (Glee), David Karofsky, Carmen Tibideaux, Sebastian Smythe's Parents, Sebastian Smythe's Father, Sebastian Smythe's Mother

Relationships: Kurt Hummel/Sebastian Smythe, Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Additional Tags: Past Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, Endgame Kurt Hummel/Sebastian Smythe, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst, No Smut, Humor, Fluff and Humor, Angst and Humor, Feels, Love, Romance, Eventual Romance, Love Confessions, Cheating, Infidelity, Break Up, Attempted Sexual Assault, Affectionate Insults, Jealousy, The Lima Bean, Drinking, Underage Drinking, Trust Issues, Loss of Trust, Gay Bashing, Engagement, Broken Engagement, Marriage Proposal, Character Death, Road Trips, Las Vegas, Sex, Halloween, halloween party, Friendship, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Awkwardness, Promiscuity, body issues, Singing, Guy Fawkes Night, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Party, Christmas Presents, christmas eve eve, Christmas Eve, New Year's Eve, New York City, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Slow Romance, Birthday, First Kiss, Kissing, Boyfriends, Boys Kissing, Boys In Love, Dating, First Dates, Song: La Vie En Rose, Truth or Dare, Never Have I Ever, Song: Ain't No Magic Mountain High Enough, Karaoke, Valentine's Day, OC's - Freeform, Finn Lives, Finn Hudson Lives

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[2-fast-2-curious]

I think Tumblr ate my ask a little while back. I had asked if you'd consider finding audios for NASCAR drivers? I'm in desperate need of something that sounds like Austin Cindric. Pretty please with a cherry on top. Ya girl is madly in love over here.

(seriously, y'all are sleeping on NASCAR drivers, there are some real hotties)

Hello Nonnie,

Just letting you know that if you asked for "smut audios that sound like Chase Elliott or Austin Cindric (NASCAR) 🥺" your ask wasn't eaten. I think they've been consistently on my request tallies since I got the ask in October.

I'm sorry I haven't gotten a chance to learn more about these two men or what kind of American accents they have (fingers crossed it's a southern one). But now that you've checked in, I'll see what I can do when I have the time.

[jrubalcaba]

Precious Cargo Ch. 9 - The After Effects

Precious Cargo Chapter 9 - The After Effects

author: jrubalcaba

featuring: OFC Guinevere “Gwen” Adams x Bucky Barnes

word count: 1039 words

rating: G

warnings: daddy!Bucky feels

A/N: I hope the smut didn’t kill you. Yay Bucky and Gwen are together now! Kudos to @avenger-nerd-mom for her beta work.

When I woke up the next morning, I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming being naked in Bucky's arms. I couldn't believe it. Last night really did happen and I was finally dating Bucky Barnes. I am the luckiest woman alive.

 Life definitely picked up once Bucky and I became an actual couple. Instead of putting on an act to be all lovey-dovey with each other, we could be sincere in our actions. We could kiss anywhere and anytime we wanted, and we did. Holding hands, hugging, playful smacks on the ass, none of it was for pretend anymore. And, since sex was no longer off limits, we became even closer as a couple, literally and emotionally.

I also noticed that since we were actually together, we were more affectionate with Elliott and Zoey. We became a little makeshift family. We never had the kids call us ‘mom’ or ‘dad’ but Bucky and I both treated them as if they were ours.

 A couple weeks after Valentine's Day, we decided to go for a picnic in the town park. We packed plenty of food, drinks, and toys so we could spend the whole afternoon there and have dinner under a sunset. At first, everything seemed to go perfect. Bucky and Elliott chased each other around a bit, Elliott clearly beating Bucky in their many races. Bucky came and sat down with Zoey while I chased Elliott around for a while as well. Then we all sat down and ate dinner, which was so sweet.

 For a moment, it felt like we were a real family and it gave me hope for Bucky and I to have our own family someday. Though he was upset that the serum and electroshock treatments had ruined his chances of having any biological children, Bucky said that we could always adopt. With my history with never being adopted, I had always wanted my own family. But if adoption was the only way Bucky and I could have kids, then I was all for it. Plus side to Bucky not being able to sire any children, we didn't have to use any kind of protection, which we were perfectly fine with.

 After we were done eating, Elliott and Bucky were running around chasing each other again when Elliott decided he was going to climb a tree before we left. He got a little too high and started to get scared. Bucky came to the rescue and got him out. Elliott was smitten from that point on.

 “Miss Ellie, did you see? Mr. Bucky got me out of the tree! He is so cool!” he exclaimed, running across the ground toward me. Bucky was walking behind him, laughing. Elliott then took off to the swing set,  causing Bucky to groan.

 “This kid is gonna wear me out,” he chuckled. Zoey got up and grabbed his hand as he was about to head to the swings. Bucky stopped and looked down at her, his eyes wide. She pointed at the swings and tugged on his hand. “Do you want to go on the swings too, Zoey?” he asked softly, crouching down in front of her. She nodded shyly, flashing the most impressive puppy-dog eyes I've ever seen.  I have never seen a grown man melt before, but I'm pretty sure that he did right there and then. “Can I carry you?” he crooned, holding his hands out to her. She stepped into his arms and he gently stood up and walked to the swings. Zoey put her arms around Bucky's neck and laid her head on his shoulder and I knew from that moment on, she had him wrapped around her finger. He sat her down and started pushing her before reaching over and pushing Elliott as well. The kids started to laugh and soon Bucky joined them. I sat and watched them, swooning. It was the sexiest thing ever to see him playing with the kids.

 Suddenly, the sky opened up and poured all over us. I scrambled to pack everything up while Bucky ran to put the kids in the suburban, before he came back and helped me. We were running to the suburban when I slipped and fell into a big mud puddle. Bucky grabbed the bags in one hand and helped me up with the other, so by the time we had finally climbed into the car, Bucky was soaked and I was absolutely filthy. Elliott and Zoey were wet too, but not as wet as us. We drove home, shivering while we waited for the car to warm up. When we pulled into the garage, the kids and I rushed inside and I got the kids into some dry clothes while Bucky unloaded everything. Both kids were exhausted, so I put them to bed.

 “Babe? Where are you?” I called out, looking for Bucky. I heard our shower running and I was a little perturbed. I was going to get in the shower too, but now I have to wait even longer, in these dirty clothes, since he beat me to it. I stomped into our room and caught him in the middle of taking his clothes off.

 “Hey,” he said, muffled by his shirt as he pulled it off. I glared at him while I started to take my own clothes off. “So I was thinking, we could save water and shower together. Or you could go first and I'll jump in after you get out. Up to you, but just to let you know, it is incredibly sexy to see you all wet. It was super hard to keep my hands to myself in the car.” He came up behind me, the bulge poking into my back adding emphasis to his statement. Well then, looks like we're on the same page. I turned and started walking him backwards toward the bed, pushing him back when he sat down and climbing onto his lap.

 “I have to admit, seeing you play with the kids all day has me so hot for you. I don't know how to explain it. But honey,” I purred, leaning down to whisper into Bucky’s ear, “I hail from the great state of Missouri. I can show you a hell of a lot better than I can tell you.” With that, I slid off his lap, finished taking off the remainder of my clothes, and walked into the bathroom. I got in the shower and washed the mud out of my hair. I was rinsing the conditioner out when I felt Bucky get in behind me.

Chapter 10

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[justsparklingwords]

Dating Chase Elliott Would Include

Going to his races and cheering him on

Being the loudest in the crowd

Him driving you around the track full speed

You stealing his race outfit(s)

Him thinking it’s sexy af on you

Staying up all night watching movies

Victory sex

Being best friends with his sisters

Him taking you fishing for the first time

You almost falling out of the boat

Inside jokes

Prank wars

So much pda

He is the king of cuddles

He spoiles you

You have at least three dogs

First date was him taking you to see a horror movie

Date nights

Ultimate tickle fights

You playing with his hair to help him fall asleep

A/N: did this for my best friend, @blxck-vxdka , she is so supportive of my writing and I’m so grateful for that. Love you tyjo 💕 (I hope this was good enough)

A/N #2: Like this? Then you'll like my other fic featuring Chase and Ryan Blaney in my fic "A Jealous Scare" that you can find here

*not my gif