#david dobrik x reader smut

[imagineshere-forall]

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RIVERDALE ❥ ARCHIE ANDREWS brother's friendconsequences of actions [part 2] [part 3] ❥JUGHEAD JONES taking care of you ❥REGGIE MANTLE tutor

VAMPIRE DIARIES ❥ KLAUS MIKEALSON happily married [part 2]

YOUTUBERS ❥DAVID DOBRIK secret life ❥GRAYSON DOLAN how i met your mother ❥DREAM labour

PRETTY LITTLE LIARS ❥JASON DILAURENTIS jealousyhidden

SEX EDUCATION ❥SEAN WILEY whoops

[vvenicebitchh]

Interruption (David Dobrik x Reader)

happy easter y’all! enjoy this very unholy piece of writing

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Request: anon, “Hi i was wondering if you could do a smut with babyboy dorbrik where he and the reader are at home and david is up editing and the reader comes out of their bedroom to coax him to bed and david ignored her attempts so she gives him hickeys and it just leads to sexxx”

Summary: A needy reader wants David to come to bed, smut

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You can’t stand waiting for David anymore. It had been two hours since he told you he was “almost done editing” and is still glued to his laptop. Netflix satisfied your boredom at first, but you couldn’t pay attention to your show. Twitter was decidedly the next best option. Scrolling through your mentions, you come across an edit of you and David. The edit consists of the various times that David stared at you in your friends’ vlogs. The music is slow and sexy, and one particular shot of David looking down at you while he bit his lip lights a fire deep in your core.

You consider taking care of the problem yourself, but David is sitting twenty feet away and never turns you down when you need him. Your hands push you off of the bed and your feet hit the cold wood floor with a soft pat. Upon opening the bedroom door, you see David still on the couch with his laptop. He doesn’t notice when you stand behind him.

“Hey, you almost done?”

You ask, sliding your hands over his shoulders and down his chest. He grabs your hand and kisses the back of it softly.

“Not yet, babe. Just fifteen more minutes.”

You roll your eyes and move to the other side of the couch, plopping down next to your boyfriend. His fingers furiously typing away at his keyboard reminds you of how talented he is with his fingers. It makes your palms sweat just by thinking of it.

Your thighs squeeze together to relieve the throbbing between your legs. David barely notices as your hands squeeze your knees and your breathing deepens. You kneel next to him and he glances at you for a second, but returns to his screen. The frustration and need is only fueled more by his obliviousness.

You notice how his loose t-shirt hangs low on his shoulders and exposes the milky skin of his neck. Your fingers run up a particularly dark vein under his skin and trace his jawline. The way his eyes look at you, warning you to stop touching him like that, only eggs you on. Next, your lips trace that vein and leave tiny red and purple marks in their wake. David groans deeply, leaning his head back to allow you more room.

“I really need to finish this.”

He sighs, pushing you back gently with his hand on your shoulder. You lift the laptop off of his thighs and place it on the coffee table.

“Excuse me?”

He protests and tries to sit up to grab his laptop back, but you straddle his lap before he can get up. Your lips reattach to his neck and his hands rub your back soothingly.

“You needy tonight, baby?”

He whispers in your ear.

You whine and let out a soft “mhmm.”

“You could’ve just said so. ”

His hands on your back and his breathe against your neck is too much and you need to feel him. Your hips wiggle as you try to find any friction you can on his thigh.

“You trying to get yourself off on my thigh, baby? Don’t worry, I’ll make you cum so many times you won’t even think about interrupting me again.”

Your breathe catches in your throat and you stop your wiggling, hanging onto David’s every word.

“Please, David.”

You groan against his neck and flips you onto your back, caging you between his arms.

His hands work quickly to untie your sweatpants and pull your shirt from your body. You weren’t wearing any underwear and found yourself feeling vulnerable being completely unclothed while he was fully clothed on top of you. He pulls your hands away from your chest and kisses your fingertips.

“You don’t need to be shy, baby. I’ve got you.”

David scoops your body off the couch and quickly brings you to the bed. He drops you and crawls over you once again.

Your cheeks flush and your hands wrap around his neck to pull his face closer to yours. Your lips move against his as his hands slide down your body. Fingers trace your inner thighs and push them apart. He settles his weight between your knees and begins kissing down your chest and stomach until he reaches your pussy. His tongue pokes out between his lips and caresses your clit, switching between slow back-and-forth and circular motions. Saliva drips from his mouth, making his movements slicker and faster. Your fingers grip his hair as he increases the pressure of his tongue.

“David, I’m gonna-“

Your own body cuts you off as your hips roll against his mouth, soaking up every bit of friction it can. His tongue draws up and down your entrance, tasting you.

“Sweet as candy, baby.”

He smirks and brings his fingers to your soaking core. One, then two, disappear inside you as you squeeze him desperately.

“So tight for me, babygirl.”

His fingers are so much bigger than yours and hit places that you never could by yourself. They curl upwards and you feel the pressure build as he quickens his pace, sucking at your clit in time with his fingers’ thrusting.

“Cum for me, sweetie. That’s it. Cum all over my fingers.”

With that, you lose control again, curling your hips up toward David’s mouth. Your chest rises and falls quickly as you regain your composure. The way David knows your body is like nothing you’ve felt with anyone else.

He takes advantage of your dazed state and flips you onto your stomach, pulling your hips up into the air. His hand comes down hard on your ass, jolting you forward from the impact.

“So pretty for me, baby.”

He runs his fingers down your pussy, dripping even more than before. The rustle of his pants and shirt being removed and dropped onto the floor makes you clench and squeeze in anticipation

He presses himself against you, rubbing up and down to get himself ready for you. With little resistance, he slides the head in and slowly pulls your hips back. His cock is much larger than his fingers and takes getting used to, no matter how many times he’s fucked you.

“You okay?”

He asks once you’ve backed all the way against him, his dick fully inside you.

“Yes, daddy.”

He groans and runs his hand down your spine. Goosebumps rise over your skin at the contact.

He pulls his hips back slowly and snaps them back into place. Over and over again, he pushes himself inside you as you shake beneath him.

“Such a good girl for me. You take me so well, baby.”

His voice is strained and he holds back his growls. You have never felt so full and so loved by anyone in your life. David’s gentle hands juxtaposed with his brutal hips make for the perfect storm and you find yourself stuck in the middle of it every time.

“So fucking tight. Squeezing my dick so hard.”

Your moans amplify as his hips drive into you faster. Without warning, he pulls himself from you and turns you onto your back. He slides back inside you and grips your hips as he fucks you faster.

Your hands grip his forearms and your knees tighten around his hips, pulling his body closer to yours.

“Cum for daddy, babygirl. Show me how good you are.”

David’s words trigger your orgasm in an instant. He holds your hips down against the bed as his hips don’t cease movement. The pleasure is overwhelming, he’s overstimulated you to the point of no return. Noise fails to escape your throat and your eyelids squeeze shut. David’s gaze remains on your face, watching as your brows furrow in ecstasy. His orgasm isn’t far behind yours.

His hips jut forward involuntarily, releasing his hot cum deep inside you. He pushes the hair from your sweat-glazed forehead and kisses your nose.

“What do you say?”

He whispers in your ear. His voice brings you back to the moment.

“Thank you, daddy.”

“That’s right. Don’t interrupt my work again, okay? I won’t be as nice to you next time.”

You nod your head and he delivers a firm slap you your ass. He returns to editing, leaving you to fall asleep by yourself.

[flowerkidyjh]

MASTERLIST

These are some of the imagines I have created just because I wish I was y/n lol

These are all song based cause I get very creative with song lyrics 😂

Marks:

* - smut

+ - angst

! - fluff

♡ - Imagine

David Dobrik

Only Want You (+)

Rafe Cameron

Never Be The Same (Part 1) (*)

Never Be The Same (Part 2) (*)(!)

Never Be The Same (Part 3) (+)

Strawberries & Cigarettes (!)(♡)

Slow Dancing In The Dark (+)(♡)

if it’s not rough, it isn’t fun (*)(♡)

I Like Me Better (!)(♡)

Drew Starkey

Lowkey (♡)

Maybe The Night (!) (♡)

Neither Do I (*)(♡)

Folklore Trilogy - Rafe Cameron

cardigan

betty

august

EPILOGUE

[dreams-in-blxck]

POOR MASTERLIST

Bucky Barnes

Earlier | Smut (+18) MINORS DNI

I’ll Be Waiting | Angst

Insufferable | Smut (+18) MINORS DNI

Fucking Valentine’s | Fluff

Sebastian Stan

Werewolf | Fluff

David Dobrik

Disposable Camera | Fluff

Spencer Reid

Used to This | Fluff + CM Violence

[dirtydobrik]

a new assistant - d.d.

requested: yes! Could you maybe write something about David and a new assistant? After about a month of her working for him, he realizes that he likes her a lot and decides to be distant towards her. One night when they’re alone, she confronts him in his room crying. He tries to apologize and one thing leads to the next and they have a quickie in his room. Maybe almost getting caught?

word count: 1525 warnings: light smut note: this is a little different from the request, but hopefully you still like it! 

masterlist

“When can you start?” Natalie asked, a look of desperation in her eyes as her phone beeped for the seventh time during your interview.

“I’m still in the process of unpacking from my move, but honestly, whenever you need me,” you replied.

“How’s tomorrow?” she suggested.

The next morning you pulled into the driveway and took a deep breath before turning your car off. You walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell, feeling anxious.

Natalie opened the door, and was quick to introduce you to the rest of David and the rest of the team.

You grabbed a seat and sat in on their meeting, taking notes on the tasks you needed to finish.

After working a few days, you were out running errands and heading back to David’s house to drop something off quickly.

The lights were out and the front door was locked. You didn’t have a key to his house yet, so you reached into your purse to dig out your phone and call him. In the process of searching for your phone, you dropped the box you were holding, hearing something shatter as the box hit the stone steps.

You let out a loud groan as you crouched down, realizing you had dropped the box of tester perfumes. David needed to pick the next scent to release and had been given five choices, except three of the bottles broke as they hit the ground.

You took a deep breath, trying not to cry as you grabbed your phone to tell David you were here and that the door was locked.

You heard shuffling inside and a couple moments later, the door swung open.

“I’m so sorry,” you immediately apologized. You were holding back tears, feeing horrible for dropping everything.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said, brushing it out. He held his hand out for you to grab and helped you stand up. “We’ll get a new box of samples tomorrow.”

“Are you sure? I feel so bad.” You picked up the box of broken bottles and carried it inside, thankful that there were no glass shards on the steps.

“It’s fine,” David promised you, taking the box from your hands and bringing it into the garage.

“Hey, are you hungry?” he asked as he came back into the living room, and you surprised yourself by nodding. You were planning on picking up something from the frozen section of Trader Joe’s since you didn’t want to cook, and the thought of having someone to eat dinner with sounded nice, especially since you were new to LA and still trying to make friends.

The two of you bonded over Italian takeout, but pretty soon, you were having lunch or dinner together every day. He felt more like your friend than your boss and you liked the fact that you could talk to him about anything. He was a great friend and you found yourself getting dangerously close.

You couldn’t deny that you found him attractive, and you were sure it was clear to everyone around you. But you worked for him and there was no way he would risk ruining the work relationship you two had. After a month of working long hours for David and spending a lot of your time around him, you noticed him start to distance himself from you. He stopped making himself available for meals with you, and you didn’t understand what happened.

One night you were out later than normal running errands, and you pulled on to David’s street. The only car parked in the driveway was David’s Tesla, which was odd considering it was 7pm and his friends were normally over. “Hey, I picked up a box of the new merch samples,” you said, unlocking the front door and stepping into the house. “And Natalie texted me to grab Chipotle, so I have that too.” “Just leave everything in the kitchen,” David shouted from his room, and you let out a sigh. He had been avoiding you for days now and you had no clue why. You set your purse, phone, and the box of merch on the island and decided to bring the Chipotle bag to David. You knocked on his door and pushed it open, poking your head in to see him leaning against his headboard watching TV. “Can I ask you something?” you asked, setting the Chipotle down on his desk, curious as to why he had been avoiding you. “Sure, what’s up?” He grabbed the remote and shut the TV off, turning his attention to you. “Was it something that I did or said?” “What are you talking about?” he asked, clearly confused. “You’ve been ignoring me completely for almost a week. I mean if I’m so bad at my job, why don’t you fire me?” “You’re not bad at your job,” David reassured you. “Actually, you’re great at your job. And that’s not why I’ve been avoiding you.” “So then why are you? Because I sure as hell can’t think of a reason.” “I didn’t want to get too close to you because you work for me. And I’m not sure I can keep our relationship professional.” “What do you mean?” you asked, and instead of answering your question, David stood up from his spot on the bed and walked over to where you were standing. He placed one hand on the small of your back and used the other to tilt your head up. His eyes met yours for a brief moment, seeking your approval. You slightly nodded, and seconds later his lips were on yours. David pulled back, realizing what he had just done. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. We can’t do this. Not when you work for me,” David muttered. “It’s okay,” you promised. “Just kiss me. Again,” you added, standing on your toes and wrapping your arms around his neck. He rested his hands on your lower back and didn’t think twice. David’s lips met yours again and you smiled into the kiss. His lips trailed down your neck as you guided him over to his bed. You pushed him down and straddled his lap. He leaned back and pulled you down with him so you were hovering over him. Your black t-shirt hung low, and David slipped his hands under your shirt to unclasp your bra before pulling your shirt off and sliding your bra off along with it. He took a moment to stare at you. “God, you’re hot,” David whispered under his breath and you could feel yourself blushing at his comment. His lips wrapped around one of your nipples and he gently twisted the other one and you let out a quiet gasp over his action. You wrapped your fingers around the hem of his black t-shirt and pulled it over his head, running your hands down his chest. You dropped your head leaving a trail of kisses from his neck to the top of his sweatpants. David readjusted himself, lifting his hips off the mattress for you to pull his sweats and boxers down. His pants wrapped around his ankles as you continued to straddle him. You brought your head back up to his, your hair falling in front of your face as you leaned down to kiss him. You hovered over David, one hand on the mattress for stability while the other wrapped around his cock. You slid your hand up and down, tightening your grip with every pump. David’s breathing was getting irregular, and you grinded your hips against him, hearing him let out of a low moan. You ducked your head down, wrapping your lips around him. You used both hands to twist near the base as you bobbed your head up and down. David was close to finishing but you both froze as you heard the garage door open. “Shit,” you muttered, sitting up. You scrambled to grab your shirt off the floor, your face flushed. David pulled his blanket over himself as you ran into the kitchen to open the box of merch you had dropped off. You pulled out a few pieces and tried to act like you were doing something productive. “Hello?” Taylor yelled. “Kitchen,” you shouted back. “What’s going on?” she asked, kicking her shoes off and placing them by the front door. “Just sorting through the samples for David’s new line,” you said as she took a seat on the stools. “You’re a terrible liar,” she chuckled, pointing to the shirt you were wearing, before grabbing a handful of pieces from the box to help you out. You glanced down and noticed it was inside out and you had grabbed David’s instead of your own. “Also noticed your bra on the floor of David’s room. Probably should’ve shut his door on your way out,” she added and you felt your face turn red with embarrassment. “Please don’t say anything, to anyone” you begged. “Relax. Your secret’s safe with me,” she promised and you let out a sigh of relief. A couple minutes later, your phone buzzed with a text from David: come back when taylor’s gone. i owe you

[sireswhore]

Personal Space

Ilya Fedorovich X Y/n

Vlog inspired? Yes; #502 THIS STARTED A FIRE IN HIS HOUSE!! (SURPRISE)

Summary: Ilya comes to town bringing his shenanigans with him. He and David decide to handcuff y/n and Ilya together for the day as a prank, resulting in an amazing collaboration due to the sexual tension from the day’s activities...

Warnings; smut, language

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“Fuck, y/n ughhhh,” Ilya said running fingers through his hair stressfully on the couch sitting upside down.

“She’s so fucking pretty, I become Jell-O around her,” he complained to David.

“She’s like Medusa, except that when I look at her the only thing that gets hard as stone is my dick.”

Natalie walked by a heard that last part, “Ewwww Ilyaaa,” she rolled her eyes while David choked on his food, dying of laughter. Ilya didn’t make any sense, and the fact that he was so serious had David gasping for air.

“Bro,” David finally said after he calmed down, “just make a move, don’t be a pussy. And which one is it? Are you hard or are you Jell-O?” he laughs again.

And Ilya pounced on David and put him into a chokehold until he tapped out.

-

That day, you and Natalie had plans to go run some errands for David and then have lunch at a nice spot.

“Oh you have no idea how bad I wanted to leave the house, I needed to get away from all the boy energy. Don’t get me wrong I love Ilya but he and Dave can be a pain in the ass sometimes,” she laughs while her eyes are focused on the road.

“Oh yeah, I forgot Ilya was visiting,” you fiddle with the material on your seatbelt.

“Yeah, it’s only for about a week, probably more if Dave gets him to stay with a game of ‘heads or tails’ or something.”

You chuckled and the car went silent for an awkward amount of time.

“So about Ilya... I think he’s cute..” you bit your lip waiting for Natalie’s reaction.

Her jaw dropped in shock but also in excitement. She repeatedly hit the steering wheel shouting ‘OH MY GOD!’ as if she was trying to wake it from a coma, accidentally honking the car horn.

“Why are you so excited? It’s not like he’ll ever go for me anyway,” you brushed off.

Natalie had completely forgotten that you don’t know she overheard him say the exact opposite of what you think. She tries to play it off, except her smile kinda gave it away.

“I mean, you never know babe. I think you guys would hit it off, just try to talk to him, get to know him...” Natalie suggests.

“I want to try,” you sigh, “I don’t think it’ll work,” you fiddled with your thumbs.

“I have faith in you bitch,” she smiled and you scoffed.

And that was enough for Nat to begin playing matchmaker...

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After today, Natalie dropped you off at your place and headed down back home, she was definitely sitting on a bad boy piece of information.

She pulled into the driveway and entered the house with a bunch of things excitedly.

“Dave you’ll never guess-” she began but quickly shifted her sentence because she saw that Ilya was next to him.

“-what I have!” she saved herself, motioning to the items in her possession.

David looked in her direction and his eyes lit up. “ahh yessss! Finally! Thank you Nat,” he smiled.

“Yeah and also I got some news, can we speak privately? It’ll be two seconds...” she silently hoped he wouldn't make her say it in front of Ilya.

“Sure,” he nodded, heading into the podcast room.

Once the door shut, she spilled the beans faster than you can say ‘happy birthday.’

Natalie didn't waste a second, “So y/n has a small crush on Ilya, and she said she kinda wishes she could find a way to get to know him better but she also thinks she has no chance...” she said all in one breath.

David raised his brows in shock, “Oh my god and Ilya was just saying kinda the same thing, he won't shut up about her,” he realizes, and Nat excitedly clapped her hands together.

“Ooo I wanna set them up, it’ll be so cute!” she squealed.

“And it could be perfect for the vlo- oh my god, Ilya told me he bought real handcuffs,” David lightly giggled at his impulsive idea.

“No, no David. Fuck I shouldn’t have said anything...” she palms her forehead, regretting everything she had just done.

“Too late bitch,” he cackles, “they want to be together? Let's handcuff them for a day challenge, they'll know each other better then,” he smirked.

Natalie huffed at the six-year-old boy in him, “Good luck convincing Ilya,” she shrugged.

“gOoD lUcK cOnViNciNg iLyA,” he mocked, giving Natalie the finger before rushing out the door.

It took a while but eventually, Ilya came through. With David's infamous charm of course...

“C’mon il, please? Look at it like this, you guys will spend a LOT of time together, and who knows? You guys could hit it off after this. Even if it’s not for me you could still gain from it and-”

“ALRIGHT FINE!” Ilya exclaimed, annoyed by David’s nagging but also excited to be with you.

A ‘yesss’ was followed after his approval and the boys began to plot the plan for tomorrow's stunt.

Natalie silently prayed that everything would be alright tomorrow considering that David and Ilya we're the Einstein's behind this. It was partially her as well, but she doesn't want to be dragged in this okay?

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The next morning, tweedle dee and tweedle dum arrived at your place. Luckily for tweedle dee, he had a spare key which you gave him in case of emergency. How wise of you.

Before they entered, David turned his camera on and faced the camera to themselves.

“Alright what's up guys, so Ilya is visiting from Chicago, and Ilya bought these real handcuffs and we’re gonna handcuff Y/n to Ilya for the rest of the day,” he said as Ilya cuffed one of his own hands.

And with that, he panned the camera to the doorknob as he unlocked the door and quietly reached inside.

“Try not to get hard around medusa, Jell-O boy,” he probably didn’t make sense but he earned a laugh from himself and a punch on his arm from Ilya.

The two of them didn't take long to find your bedroom, the door was left slightly open while you were fast asleep.

They peeked through the door and found you sprawled across the mattress, the only thing keeping your body from being exposed was the sheets. Ilya struggled to keep his composure, but his imagination didn't do him any favors.

“Hi good morning y/n!” David said softly, entering the room while your eyes fluttered open.

You looked at him confused, but you saw the camera in his hand and immediately recognized that something was up.

“What now?” you yawned.

“I can’t say good morning to my best friend?” he laughed. But you didn't.

“Alright, there is something,” he chuckled, “that’s obviously why we’re here, get up y-”

“We?” you interrupted, pinching your nose with your thumb and forefinger.

Lo and behold, Ilya appeared from behind the door, with nervous yet goofy smile.

“For fuck’s sake David- you know what I'm not even surprised...” you sigh.

David chuckles and gives Ilya a hidden signal and he casually makes his way to sit on the floor near the edge of the mattress where your free hand is hanging out.

“Alright y/n let's make this quick, we’re going around to everyone's house to get disposables with il right when they wake up. Just do this one thing and we’ll be out of your hair,” he lied swiftly.

It sounded very convincing, but to be fair when you're half asleep, no one can really understand what's going on. Hence why you blindly fell into David's trap, posing for a disposable, whilst getting handcuffed by Ilya in the process.

All at once, you felt the metal confine your wrist, the flash of the camera, and the familiar menace laugh ringing through your ears.

‘Oh shit,’ you eventually woke up and processed everything.

You yanked on your now recently cuffed arm, and yes it is true, you aren’t asleep, this isn't a dream, yes, it’s real life.

“No, no, no your fucking- no ughhh,” you cry out, your other hand covering your face in distress.

They both laugh hysterically.

“Soooo,” David chuckled yet again, “change of plans... if you couldn't tell by now, both of you are getting handcuffed to each other for the day,” he said all giddy.

You hadn't realized who you were handcuffed to until just now.

‘I know I wanted to spend more time with him, BUT NOT LIKE THIS!,’ you internally cursed any entity that listened to the prayers you technically didn't even ask for.

“Well walk us through y/n,” he pulled you from your thoughts. “Let's do your daily routine!”

You huffed out a breath. ‘Today’s gonna be a long one,’ you thought.

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You spent the rest of your morning struggling with the difficulty of getting ready with Ilya chained beside you. It was just as hard for him as it was for you.

Ilya's heart nearly pumped out of his chest when he saw just as much as a glimpse of your skin when he peeked at you getting dressed or hopping into the shower. And David was enjoying every second of this of course, since this footage was going towards the next vlog.

And now we're here, finally ready and leaving your place and headed to David's car.

“So what are we even doing today?” you asked.

”Well Taylor is sick, and Natalie is doing a couple of things for me, she can’t do them all at once so we're gonna go around and do half of her schedule and then go get lunch,” David announced.

“And then?” Ilya wondered.

”Who knows,” David smirked at him.

Something about that look in his eye really made you wish you were able to read minds.

-

You were all driving to who knows where, and all of a sudden David turns around, camera in hand and your full undivided attention. You internally panicked for a quick moment until you remembered that the man owned a self driving Tesla.

You let out the breath you didn't even realize you were holding.

“This is the key y/n,” the smirk on David’s face setting in gave you another clue that whatever he had in mind definitely wasn’t a good idea.

He proved you right when said key vanished after he pitched it out the window.

“DAVID!!!” you cried out, the panic seeping in again.

“I have a spare key” Ilya reassures.

“I know the bit. I- I literally know what you guys are gonna do, please don't. Please,” you pleaded.

You were proven right yet again when Ilya chucked the spare key right out of the window immediately after that last ‘please.’

“FUCK!” you shouted, causing the boys to burst out laughing.

You were obviously not impressed.

The day so far went just as planned, nothing too crazy, but still very difficult.

So far you all went and picked up some props and supplies for future experiments, and met with some people to quickly go over some arrangements.

The way people reacted to your situation was definitely a sight to see, though it was tiring having to explain how you even got into this mess in the first place.

David was driving pretty fast on his way to the final errand, either he didn't want to be late or he just wanted to get this last one over with because he was already hungry. He was faster than usual.

Even Ilya was starting to take notice.

At a red light, he quickly reached over to your seat to buckle your seatbelt, there was a look of genuine confusion on your face.

“What? We can’t have you slipping away,” he tittered.

“Well, that won’t even be a problem since I'm already attached to you,” you smirked, meaning it both literally and figuratively. You mentally patted yourself on the back, whether Ilya got the hint or not.

It kinda seemed like he did when his face lingered in front of yours a bit longer than expected. His eyes flickered from your eyes to your lips quickly, as if he was deciding on whether or not to kiss you.

You felt hot. You knew you were blushing. You felt warm all over but then some of the feeling strips away when David interrupts by pressing the accelerator causing Ilya to act like this never happened and move back to his own seat.

Now thanks to him you were a bashful mess.

David raced down and nearly crashed into a couple of cars before you've all made it to some furniture store. You and Ilya both had a look of confusion drawn on your faces.

“Dave are you sure this is the right place?” Ilya asked.

“Yeah David are you sure?” You chimed in.

“Oh for fuck’s sake...” David sighs in realization, dialing Natalie's phone. Guessing that she saw this coming, all of his calls went straight to voicemail. David definitely had things to say alright.

“Natalie what the FUCK! I was speeding down here to come here on time, and it’s not even fucking important! Since when did I become your personal shopper? Stop pulling shit like-” his rant got cut off by the sound of your voice.

“ENOUGH! Stop being such a baby, let's just go and get whatever she needs. It's not that big of a fucking deal,” you defended.

“She’s right bro, relax,” said Ilya.

David hung up and exited the car, slightly slamming the door shut.

“He’s probably just hungry,” you sighed.

“Definitely,” Ilya chuckled.

-

You both found David at the store waiting patiently to receive her order. Turned out, she picked out a large mirror, not that large though, only almost 7 feet. It’s not like throughout the whole day the car was slowly running out of space.

Nevertheless, the teamwork made the dream work, and it fit into the car by surprise. Though you were convinced if someone added one more item, the car would fall apart.

“Where am I going to sit?” you genuinely questioned.

David took a once over at the car to look for any available seats, he smirked when he only saw an extra one available in the front.

“I guess you’ll just have to share shotgun with Ilya,” he smiles cheekily.

Immediately after you heard those words, it was like someone released a ton of butterflies in your stomach. You were already cuffed to him, now you have to be even more physically closer than you already were. And you weren’t complaining.

You nodded your head and looked up at Ilya.

“So how’s this gonna work?” you chuckled lightly.

“I-I don’t know, we can try,” he stuttered.

Ilya sat down first and then you attempted at getting in after. The cuffs definitely made it harder to do this, the worst part was when you tripped and almost fell onto his shoulder but Ilya made it better when he caught you just before you hurt yourself.

“I gotcha,” was what he said when your faces were only inches apart, like that save alone didn’t already turn your legs into jelly, and that damn smile was the cherry on top. Are we making dessert?

“Let’s try this again, I have an idea,” you said after quickly recollecting yourself, breaking away from him.

Ilya got out of the car and waited on your instruction. He spaced out while he was watching you try to figure out and give directions, he thought you were just the cutest thing when you were focused and in control.

Ilya finally snapped back in as soon as he heard the words ”Get it?” escape your lips. He was fucked.

”uh- YES! Yeah,” he stuttered.

You smiled and began to execute the plan.

Ilya had both hands on your waist, guiding you onto his lap to make sure you wouldn’t trip again. You were finally fully in the car when you adjusted yourself a bit, causing his breath to hitch.

You felt him curse under his breath, you held back a smile after realizing what you did.

“Oh I’m so sorry, are you uncomfortable? Should I move?” You smirked while slowly readjusting yourself, the friction driving him insane. Ilya almost forgot to answer your question.

“N-no it’s okay, you’re good,” he stuttered, taking a deep breath before closing the door. David gave him a smirk before he started the car.

Throughout the ride his hands never left your waist, in fact, his arms slowly made its way to fully wrap themselves around it. Ilya claimed it was because you both didn't have a seatbelt.

On the way to McDonald's, which was obviously David’s choice for lunch, you felt a sudden squeeze that came from Ilya’s hands once every several seconds. Honestly, you didn't mind, in fact, you didn't even want him to stop. And if David weren't here, you’d want things to escalate even further.

David had his eyes focused on the road as he was talking about how much he loved McDonald's.

It was as if Ilya read your mind, his hands slowly headed south until they reached your thighs, drawing circles with his thumbs while your mind wandered into sinful places.

“I hate when people hate on McDonald’s. Like it’s number one for a fucking reason. Right?” David argued.

Ilya gave your thighs a light squeeze before he whispered in your ear to remind you to respond.

“hm?- RIGHT yes!” you rushed after being snapped back into reality.

“You know what I mean? Like it’s everywhere...” David continued, unaware that you were barely paying attention.

“Yeah totally,” you agreed, even though you didn't. It was just best to just go along with him so there wouldn’t be a huge debate.

-

Finally, you all made it back to David's house. All the errands were done and David had sorted out everything with Natalie. And the rest of the group came over to hang out.

“Oh my god! ALL DAY?” Zane yelled in disbelief, along with everyone else that came in and noticed your current state.

“Yes,” you giggled.

“Oh wow I am so sorry baby,” he pouted, chuckling at the idea. You would laugh too if you weren't in this situation. All of the day’s struggles being filmed for a video and the one question you kept pondering upon was ‘how the hell are we going to get out of this?’

Still, there was no answer, there is a good chance you'll be stuck with him for a very long time.

-

You have been sitting with Ilya for a good amount of time and you were thinking about two things; how long would it take to start salivating if you kept your eyes on him and if it were possible to get hornier than you already were. The answer? Yes.

You were honestly ready to risk it all, especially right after he winked at you when he caught you staring.

Seriously, you weren’t messing around. Suddenly you found yourself lying through your teeth like it was your job.

“Hey I have to use the bathroom,” you whispered in Ilya’s ear.

He doesn’t question it, and immediately gets up and leads you into the bathroom.

But of course, David stopped you both in your tracks with immediate suspicion,

“Where are you going?” he grinned.

“The bathroom?” you said.

“Bro she has to use the bathroom,” Ilya defended.

“Yeah sure,” David grabbed his camera, trying to follow the both of you.

You had a hand pressed against his chest, “Where do you think you’re going?” you raised a brow.

“To film for the vlog?” He tried.

“No you’ve filmed enough, let me at least have some privacy.”

“But Ilya can stay?” He raised.

“Ilya isn’t making a video for millions of people,” you shut the door on him, hearing ‘oohs’ in the distance.

“You’d let me know if you guys are having sex right?” David laughed through the door.

“SHUT UP DAVID!” You hit the door to emphasize you're trying to shoo him away.

When it finally seemed like he gave up and walked away, you took your chance and lightly pinned Ilya against the wall. It caught him off guard but by the look on his face, it seemed like he enjoyed that very much.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to kiss you all day...” you murmured, your hands tracing the collar of his shirt.

That's when he caught you off guard and now you were the one against the wall.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to kiss you all day...” Ilya whispered, his lips brushing over the edge of your jaw.

“So do it-” you felt his lips crash into yours, cutting you off mid-sentence.

It’s slow and sloppy but filled with hunger as one hand snaked up and lightly cupped your jaw.

You immediately parted your lips, Ilya didn’t waste any time before his tongue delved into your mouth, properly savoring what he’s been patiently waiting for, for so long.

Before you knew it, you found yourself sitting on the edge of the bathroom sink, Ilya trailing his lips down your neck while his fingers snaked down to your heat, running them through your folds. Your breath quivering when his finger brushed over your button.

“Fuck, you’re soaking,” he whispered, breath heavy as he spoke into your ear. With his other hand, he pulled down your tube top, exposing your breasts.

“You thought I wouldn’t notice when you were being a little tease huh? You’ve been driving me crazy all day baby. All. Fucking. Day,” he purred lowly, punctuating his last few words by kissing your chest. Your breath hitched as his words definitely caught you off guard.

Ilya eventually took one of your nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your nub while his free hand toyed with the other, inciting a moan but it got quickly dismissed when Ilya quickly covered your mouth, silencing you.

“I’d love to hear your sweet little voice, but right now you have to keep it down for me yeah?” You nodded.

He hiked up your skirt and swiftly pulled off your underwear. Before you knew it, Ilya dropped down to his knees, leaving kisses on your inner thigh while inching closer to your heat.

“Fuck,” you murmured while the hairs on his beard ran against your skin, sending tingles up your spine.

Your free hand frantically grabbed onto Ilya’s hair when his tongue grazed your clit, pulling him closer.

“Does that feel good?”

“Y-yeah mm,” you responded with a shaky breath, lightly pushing him against your center, not wanting him to stop any time soon.

Your thighs were trembling already and Ilya can’t help the smirk forming on his lips as he suckles at your clit. He was more than pleased with his effect on you. If you finished quickly, it would honestly be an advantage because then there wouldn’t be suspicions from David. Or at least not that many.

The soft string of profanities that slipped from your tongue only encouraged him to lick faster. But also in various speeds that make you silently plead for a release, toying you further.

You swore you almost saw stars when Ilya expertly slid his fingers inside you, pumping them in and out at a delicious pace.

The feeling of his fingers rolling harshly against your velvet walls had your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Gasping while yanking on his hair, trying your hardest not to knock your knees together around his head. You were close, so close, in case your shaky legs didn’t already give that away.

“Cum for me, c’mon baby,” Ilya quickly cooed before going back to work. He continued to lick and curl and pump his fingers, while you mewled desperately.

Soon the tension in your stomach, the entanglement of knots came undone when your orgasm crashed over you. Your back arched and your hand came up to muffle the moan you tried to contain.

Ilya chuckles, coming up to gently rub circles on your thighs to help you relax while you attempt to control your breathing.

He came in for a kiss which soon got interrupted by some pounding at the door.

“WHAT’S TAKING SO LONG? ARE Y’ALL HAVING SEX??” David shouted through the door.

Both of your eyes widened. You immediately scrambled to get put together, both of your hearts harshly pounding out of your chest.

“Bro relax let her finish!” Ilya cried out just as he helped to put your panties back on and your skirt in its original place.

“David get a fucking grip I’m finishing up,” you chimed in, smirking at the pun you had just created.

In the process of washing your hands, you had the most brilliant idea.

All of a sudden you began to pour water all over the front of your clothes, Ilya tilted his head to the side like a confused puppy.

You mouthed ‘follow my lead’ before opening the door to meet David with, of course, a camera in his hand like a fucking Hollywood fix.

“Are those cum stains?!” He said after giving you a quick once-over.

“No, are you on crack? We were trying to wash our hands quickly so you can get off our ass and Ilya accidentally wet me,” you explained, knowing full well he technically did ‘wet you.’

“Hey Nat, is it okay if I borrow your hairdryer?” you ignored David, spotting Natalie sitting comfortably on a LoveSac.

“Yeah sure! It’s in my bathroom by the mirror,” she smiled.

You left and dragged Ilya with you while David was still talking, he followed the two of you when you went to get the dryer.

‘He will not give it up will he?’ You thought, rolling your eyes.

You grabbed the dryer and darted to where Ilya was staying and made sure to close the door immediately, leaving the reporter out. You loved him but my god was he being so tough today.

Ilya plugged it in and turned the dryer to the highest setting, muffling all the noise coming from this room.

You both giggled at how successful this turned out.

“Now...” you pressed a finger against Ilya’s chest seductively, “let’s take care of this,” you smirked, brushing your lips with his, cupping the bulge in his pants.

You fondled with the front of his pants whilst you gently sucked on his bottom lip. Both of you got caught up in this impassioned moment before Ilya suddenly breathlessly pulled away, pulling out a small key from his pocket.

“You bastard! You had it all this time!” you huffed.

“Yeah, you like this bastard though,” Ilya smirked, “c’mere...” he murmured, unlocking the metal restraints.

“Ugh finally,” you teased, caressing your wrist with your hand.

“Don’t act like you didn’t like it,” he growled in your ear, causing your stomach to flip thrice.

Ilya grasped your chin desperately and your lips are slammed together once again, hooking your legs around his waist.

The kiss becomes needy, more biting this time, turning each other’s lips a sinful shade. Your gasps and whines can only be heard by Ilya, as well as his raspy groans.

Soon you found yourself being gently placed down on his mattress. He then buried his face back in your neck, while starting to grind his erection against your now throbbing cunt.

You both became breathless rather quickly after he raggedly pulled away from you, flipping you over so your ass is faced up.

Ilya grabbed your skirt and panties around your hips and peeled them down your legs all in one go.

Ilya felt a lump in his throat, his mouth dry as he took in the breathtaking sight on display in front of him. His breathing accelerated, there was absolutely no way that he could keep it together, he was a mess. A mess for you.

“Fuck, you’re so fucking hot for me like this... damn,” he cursed.

Ilya quickly unzipped his pants and letting them fall to the floor, freeing his hard cock that's already dripping in precum.

“You sure about this baby?” he cooed, and you feverishly nodded away, aching to just have him inside you already.

Grabbing your hips from behind, Ilya lined himself up with your entrance and began to slowly push himself inside of you. Little by little, and finally fully slipping his cock deep into you. You gasp, turning your head to bury your face in the mattress because you never felt this full before.

“Fuckkk...,” he groaned, “so fucking tight for me...”

He thrust himself into you, you met him thrust for thrust, gripping the sheets until your knuckles were very visible.

He started to grunt with the force of his rhythm while you softly cried out against the mattress.

He picked up the pace, fucking you hard and fast, digging his fingers into your hips as a bunch of profanities were growled under his breath.

Muscles started to tighten and your moans were nonstop as you were getting close, the tension in your stomach building up by the second.

“I feel you, fuck- ah, cum for me. Cum baby,” Ilya cooed as he simultaneously continued to pound into your tight cunt.

“I’m gonna... oh god, oh god il...” you mewled.

“Let go, baby,” he egged you on.

You pushed herself as far done on Ilya’s cock as you could before you jolted and shamelessly came around his cock, eyes rolling to the back of your head once again.

The grip on your hips was still tight as he roughly thrust deep into your depths. It didn’t take long for Ilya to reach his release and as he emptied himself inside you, walls clenching around him from your own climax.

Ilya pulled out and collapsed beside you on the bed, breathily giggling with you until your orgasms subside.

-

You both walked into the living room where everyone was and David was the only one who spotted both of you first. Oh, the smirk he had on his face was chilling.

“Let me see if I can get this straight,” he laughed pressing record on his camera, “you’re clothes are still wet, you guys aren’t in cuffs anymore, and you expect me to believe that the glow on your faces is because you didn’t have sex? If I’m on crack, then everyone else in here is on it too!” He laughed.

Everyone in the room went wild whilst you hid your embarrassment in the crook of Ilya’s neck.

Busted.

<3

[jstlikemagic]

JSTLIKEMAGIC’S MASTERLIST (Updated 9/17/2020)

hi! welcome to my masterlist where you'll find a whole collection of my writings and some features of other talented people! if you enjoyed any of my writings, make sure to like/reblog or maybe even shoot me an ask! :)

(currently not taking requests)

* = smut

jeff wittek

  ➝imagines

stop that.*

saltwater kisses.

for the first time.

sleeping on you.

not for the bit.

try me out for size. (david/jeff 3some)*

one night chance.

it’s an everything thing.*

needy.*

set in stone.

  ➝blurbs

doggystyle with dom!jeff.*

hooking up vs. making love.*

sexting and teasing him.*

his reaction to you telling him you’re pregnant.

he asks you out.

you swoon over an actor and he reacts.

he flirts with a friend.

picking on him with jonah.

how he would celebrate your birthday.

videotaping him while he’s driving.

lazy sex with jeff.*

*jeff concepts that are sent in by wonderful people!*

david dobrik

  ➝imagines

attitude.*

library shenanigans.*

bedroom, five minutes.

try me out for size. (david/jeff 3some)*

not until i say so.*

stranded with you.

  ➝blurbs

sugar daddy!david buying you a tesla.

teasing him in front of his friends.*

he overstimulates you.*

sadist!david takes care of you after a rough night.*

he denies your orgasm.*

sub!david tied up.*

bdsm breakdown series

jeff wittek*

david dobrik*

nsfw alphabet series

jeff wittek*

[duskypinkbow]

Masterlist ✨

Due to the fact that english isn't my first language..i don't feel comfortable enough to write anything..

Buuut i decided to make a masterlist with my favourite imagines/fics/blurbs etc!

This list will be *updated from time to time... (i have to go through my likes and this may take some time lol)

And i will organize and mark them as well! 

I renamed some of them but tried to keep the original name. 

If I used your work and you don't want to be featured on this list please tell me and I’ll remove it.  

as my blog in general... this list will contain mainly Jeff, some David (not yet but it will.. i promise) .. and a few whole squad pieces. 

* ~. enjoooooy . ~*

angst - A

fluff - F

smut - S

*~ new fics updated to the list 

Jeff Wittek as...

-> your friend/crush/ex

~ the one where you meet him in a bar

~ the one where you meet him at a dog park

~ the one where you meet him at a houseparty in New York (s)

~ the one where he asks you out

~ the one where he flirts with you 

~ the one with the six feet apart date

~ the one with the blind date (cute!!)

~ the one with your first date

*~ the one where you go house hunting (f)

*~ the one where he is your plus one

~ the one where you’re cuddling on davids couch  (f)

*~ the one where he gives you his hoodie (f)

~ the one where he would do anything for you (f)

~ the one where he helps you heal after a break up (f)

*~ the one where you escape an abusive relationship 

~ the one where he tries to get in your pants (a/f)

~ the one where he teases you

~ the one where you tease each other 

~ the one where he treats you to something nice (s)

~ the one with the lie detector

~ the one where he is your seatbelt

~ the one where he breaks up with his gf cuz you’re bored

~ the one where he tells you that your boyfriend cheated on you

~ the one where you are in an unhappy relationship with someone else (a/f)

~ the one where you break up with your boyfriend cuz he is jealous of Jeff (s)

~ the one with your dirty laundry (s)

~ the one where you are friends from back home 

~ the one where you are number neighbours

~ the one where he stays with you

~ the one where you are being shipped 

~ the one where he has a crush on you

~ the one where you accidentally admit your crush on him

~ the one where your friends push you to admit your crush 

*~ the one where you are not supposed to kiss him

*~ the one where you kiss him first

~ the one where he tells you that he loves you (a/f/s)

~ the one where one thing leads to another 

~ the one where you are friends with benefits (light s)

*~ the one were no strings are attached

*~ the one where he lets you go (a/f/s)

~ the one where you have a sleepover with the squad (s)

~ the one where he gets attached

~ the one where he is your secret boyfriend

~ the one where you are not official yet 

~ the one where you are drunk text him (the billboard prank pt. 2)

*~ the one where he takes care of you while you’re drunk

~ the one where you get caught - by David 

~the one where you get caught - by everyone 

~ the one where you get caught - by Joe 

~ the one where you accidentally call him

*~ the one where you meet him again

*~ the one where you meet him after he abandoned you 

*~ the one where you get back together

~ the one where he drunkenly shows up at your place

-> your boyfriend

~ the one with the escape room (S)

~ the one where he can't hold back (s)

~ the one where you start liking hiking 

~ the one where you are a hot mess

~ the one where he can't get enough

~ the one where you are on a road trip (s)

~ the one where you are on vacation (F) 

~ the one where you are passing the time (S)

~ the one on the beach 

~ the one where he will marry you

~ the one where you’re his shortcake

*~ the one where you have your period

~ the one where you are his home and heaven

*~ the one where you move in with him

~ the one where you are playing baseball with him (f)

~ the one where you broke his clippers (s)

*~ the one where he tries to do your make up

~ the one where he braids your hair

~ the one where he is doing your hair (another one)

~ the one where you feature on the barbershop

~ the one where your relationship gets exposed

~ the one where you dance with him

~ the one where you visit his family (S)

~ the one where you meet his parents 

~ the one where you meet his parents (another one)

~ the one where he is jealous  (light S)

~ the one where you tease him (S)

~ the one where you tease him by posting pictures on insta

~ the one where he calls you by a different name (a?)

~ the one where he says his goodbyes to you (a)

-> your husband/ a father

~ the one where he proposes to you

~ the one where you marry him

~ the one where you visit Davids house (with your kids)

~ the one where he takes care of your son

-> not defined/ long ones/ series

~  History repeats (long one)

~ the girl with the fire in her eyes (long one)

~ mystery girl / pt. 2 (with David Dobrik)

~ the billboard prank / pt. 2 

~ no more waiting

~ are you up? / pt. 2 (S)

~ You will always be the girl he wish he kept / pt. 2 / pt. 3

~ Best friends / pt. 2 / pt. 3 / pt. 4 *

*~ not the boy you should be afraid to love 

~ weak when ur around

~ unrequited 

David Dobrik 

-> your friend/crush

~ the one where he teases you all day long (s)

~ the one where he marries you instead of Jasons mom

~ the one with the mistletoe

*~ the one where you are jealous of other girls in his life

*~ the one where you are watching his old vlogs and eating cheesecake

-> your boyfriend

~ the one where you are a stressed student (s)

~ the one where the guys are jealous cuz david gets laid the most (f)

~ the one where he pranks you

~ the one where you tell him you are pregnant 

-> your husband/ a father

-> not defined

Whole Squad & others

~ the one where you are the baby of the group / pt. 2

~ the one where you are the affectionate one in your friend group

~ the one where you relive the same day over and over again 

-> Scotty Sire

*~ the one where he helps you with a brand deal (s)

*~ the one where you show him your skincare routine

If some links won't work/are wrong/got removed please tell me so i can edit it! :)

**this is inspired by ‘the mother of all masterlist’ by Jeffswinky 

[fathertaurus]

Could you write a blurb about running into your much older ex boyfriend (maybe famous) with dave and him feeling jealous and petty? maybe he gees super quiet/weird with him there and you have to talk him down from jealous rage afterwards.

It was supposed to just be a simple outing together. Some lunch at a nice restaurant—away from the house, away from editing, where the two of you could get some fresh air, good food and a view that was a laptop or phone screen. But as you were finishing up dessert that instantly changed.

“I told you you’d like it here.” You gush, waving you finger across the table at David who was busy scraping at the last morsels of the chocolate dessert that the two of you split earlier. He could only respond with a snort and a show of his middle finger.

Rolling your eyes you grabbed at your clutch, “Okay well while you finish absorbing those crumbs through your skin I’m gonna settle the check.”

“Aht aht.” Before you could even pull out the cash to pay David (with a mouthful) was shaking his head and pulling out his wallet from his back pocket, sorting through it to find his card. Despite being well off due to your own career of acting for the past however many years David never allowed you to pay for anything. It led to lots of silly fights and arguments to the point in which you would have to sneakily find your own ways to pay, but, nevertheless, you found it endearing.

He stood from his seat and winked in your direction before darting his way through the array of tables to the front desk. Huffing a sigh you beamed brightly at him you went to close your purse but mistakenly over guessed the distance from it and your hand, knocking it over onto the ground.

“Dammit—“

Stretching down to grasp at it you were apparently beaten to the punch as another hand latched its way around the strap.

Brows furrowing together your eyes followed from the fingers of indistinctive hand all the way up its arm to the owner’s face. A face you knew all too well.

“Tom?”

Standing before you in all of his glory was your superstar ex Tom Holland of 3 and a half years—whom you hadn’t seen in 2.

The relationship was orchestrated by both of your managements after the two of you starred as love interests in an A24 film. And although it started off as a publicity stunt feelings truly did begin to blossom between the two of you—leading to said 3 and a half years when the original contact stated a year.

But as time crept forward things just slowly started to fall apart between the two of you. Between the extreme distance and opposite schedules it led to misplaced anger, which grew into unnecessary gaslighting Tom and resentment from you. The split was messy and blown even moreso out of proportion than you expected when certain details from your relationship got leaked by Tom’s team to the press and all in all, cutting off all contact from him was quite literally the least you could do.

You met David shortly after at an awards show and had instantly hit off. You were obviously hesitant to fall for anyone after your whole charade with Tom and made David extremely aware of that, so you simply started off as friends. But his crush on you from the beginning was apparent and the closer the two of you grew the easier you too fell for him. And the rest was history.

But now here you all awkwardly were.

“Hi love,” his tone and the use of the pet name urged chills all up and down your arms—the collection of them only growing more fervent as your eye line connected with his own. He had a smirk to his lips and a glint to his eyes. “Thought that was you, saw you from across the room and had to come make sure.”

The way he laughed so casually like you had been friends forever, or like he hadn’t smashed your heart and peace of mind one shard at a time twisted your stomach. You were worried that your big lunch wouldn’t stay down for much longer.

“Well..it’s me.” You simpered back hesitantly, “What..what are you doing in LA?”

Tom shuffled closer to you, his free hand now resting on the table top—blocking your view to the rest of the restaurant, only being able to see him.

“Oh I’m here filming a new movie for Netflix.”

He continued to drawn on but you could only catch so much. You were way more focused on trying to find David through what you could see over Tom, silently praying he was on his way back already.

“But enough about me,” Your eyes flickered back to Tom who was now sitting across from you in David’s seat, arms crossed over his chest looking all too comfortable, “How are you? Or I guess I should say, how are you and that YouTuber boyfriend of yours?”

If it weren’t for how inexplicably uncomfortable you were right now you probably would’ve cracked a smile at how the word ‘Youtuber’ rolled off his tongue with so much disdain. You could see it in the way his lips coiled and his nose scrunched—he was bothered, jealous even.

“We’re doing great.”

Both Tom and yourself whipped your heads to the side at the new voice, finding David stood at the end of the table. The red in his cheeks was apparent just like the darkening to his browns. Again—if the circumstances were once again different you’d probably be turned on right now.

He was staring Tom down with a look you hadn’t truly seen before; David was always, or at least more than not, collected. It truly took a lot to piss him off to the point in which he had to be physically defensive but if anyone could do it it was definitely your ex.

Before the conversation could even continue David had gently taken your hand, bringing you out of your seat and to his side.

“Thanks for asking.” His tone was clearly acidic, along with the daggers he was currently shooting at Tom who seemed to shrink a bit into the seat he had so graciously occupied. Tom’s face with filled with a series of emotions that you couldn’t exactly place but did’t care enough to anyway.

You were more concerned on how tense David’s frame was. His touch on you was gentle per usual but the rest of his body was flaring in red and flexed. Unconsciously you drew your free hand to back of his neck, drawing circles at the base of it with the tips of your fingers. He soften slightly.

Reaching down David wrapped his hand around your clutch, quite literally ripping it from Tom’s hold with a smile as bright as the one Tom himself appeared with prior to.

“Have a great evening man, don’t forget to try the chocolate mousse!” He cheered before spinning the both of you around and heading towards the exit.

“I fuck hate that guy.”

David was seething as the two of you stepped out the building. His face was a blistering red and shoulders shook with pent of adrenaline, whole body still just as tense as before if not more. Fists clenching in and out of his palms he staggered forward towards the car mumbling a slew of insults and other thoughts about Tom that were nothing close to pretty.

“Fucking smug British piece of shit, did you see the way he looked at you? The way he looked at me?! I could’ve just picked him up by his damn collar and thrown him god. And he was so fucking cocky, y’know what—I’d be a better damn Spiderman than him that’s for sure—"

Instinctively your hand found its way to one of his and clasped around it easily, knowingly. The gesture stopped him in his tracks, now glancing down in your direction and all over your figure.

A wisp of a smile crossed over your lips before you brought his balled fist to your mouth, pressing a kiss to his tired knuckles.

You noticed how much tension left his body the moment he could feel your skin on yours—an expression so simple to onlookers but so so sweet to him.

“Thank you.” The words trickled out at the volume of a whisper, only for him to hear, staring at him with adoration. His face softened before you, eyebrows falling and the wrinkled skin around his nose fading.

“For what?”

A giggle found its way out of the back of your throat before you shook your head and pulled him close, arms wrapping around his frame. He followed suit with his own arms, curling them round your shoulders to bring you into him.

“Nothing…everything.”

David’s eyes molded into all aglow, looking at you like you put the damn stars in the skies. But then again when didn’t he?

Pressing a chaste kiss to your lips he pulled back with a settled grin, shifting you so his arm was over your shoulder and your’s stayed tucked around his torso before you both carried off down the street once again.

“I’d totally be a better Spider-Man than him though.”

“Of course you would babe."

[vvenicebitchh]

Make Up (David Dobrik x reader)

I finally made myself post this! this is my first fic that isn’t on someone else’s blog !!! this is also loosely based on “make up” by ariana grande so maybe listen to it while u read ??

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Summary: reader leads david on, smut ensues

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“You do this every fucking time. Can you please make up your mind?”

“David, I just don’t know if I’m in a good position to be in a relationship right now.”

“Why do you keep leading me on and letting me down every fucking time? And honestly it’s not even your fault because I keep coming back.”

I put my head in my hands, this argument plays like a broken record weekly. My brain is exhausted from coming up with the same excuses time and time again. An annoying little voice in my head says he’s right, I do lead him on. It’s a cycle between David and I. We sleep together, spend all our time together, but when it comes time to make it official I get cold feet and we argue about it. Being the forefront of conversations on gossip blogs was not something I wanted in a relationship.

He interrupts my internal pity party by plopping onto his back next to me on the bed.

“I can’t keep doing this. We need to figure this shit out. You know my parents ask about you, right? They think you’re my girlfriend.” He chuckles softly and shakes his head.

A warm feeling floods my chest, knowing he isn’t as mad as he says he is.

“What do you tell them?”

I reply, resting my chin on my hand.

“I tell them you’re a pain in my ass. That’s what I told them.”

I roll my eyes and lay next to him. My hands find their way to his chest, nails drawing along the delicate fabric of his t-shirt.

“You really think after all that I’m gonna be nice to you? I’m serious. You need to make up your mind.”

He scoffs and looks away from me, still keeping up the act.

“I’m sorry, I just don’t know. Why can’t we keep it how it is?”

“Because we’re basically dating already. I want to make it official, that’s all.”

I rest my head on his shoulder, hoping he’ll soften up and relax. His shoulders remain tense and his eyes are staring straight ahead. I nuzzle my nose into his neck and softly graze my lips over his skin. He shudders at the gentle contact and shuts his eyes. I smirk, taking his reaction as a win for me. My kisses grow wetter as my peach-painted lips leave small pinkish marks in their wake.

“Fuck. We really shouldn’t-“ his wavering voice abruptly stops when my hand glides over the bulge stretching his sweatpants.

“I’ll stop if that’s what you want.”

He says nothing, his eyes still shut and his lips parted.

“Do you want me, David?”

He sighs and sits up, hands holding either side of my face.

“This is the last time. I’m not doing this again. God, you make me fucking crazy.” He blurts and aggressively pushes his lips against mine. He catches my bottom lip between his teeth and bites gently. As he pulls away, my lipgloss keeps our lips stuck together for a moment. The evidence of our passionate kiss is on David’s chin. Using my thumb, I wipe the shimmery pink stain from his face.

David swings his legs off of the bed and stands next to it, eyes intensely wandering down my body.

“On your knees.” He orders.

I quickly hop off the bed and do as he says.

“You know what to do.”

He yanks his sweats down and reveals his already fully hard cock.

I begin stroking him with my hands as I take the head between my lips, teasing him.

“You’ve been a bad girl, you don’t get to tease.”

He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my mouth further down his dick. His hips rock slowly, drawing himself in and out of my mouth. It isn’t long before he thrusts further and I swallow the head of his cock. A few strangled gasps escape my lips as the saliva runs down my chin. Regardless of the slight discomfort, I push through. David’s face as I choke on his dick is a priceless sight. Eyebrows furrowed, lips parted, deep guttural moans escaping the space between them. It’s pure artwork.

My eyes water and I feel my mascara being swept away by the tears.

“Fuck. Good girl.” David says as he pulls his cock from my mouth.

Using my dazed state to his advantage, David pulls me to my feet and throws me back onto the bed. My clothes are removed quickly and my knees are pushed up near my ears. David’s tongue is already twirling around my clit and adding to the preexisting wetness. He switches between vertical flicking motions with his tongue and sucking me gently with his lips until I feel my legs shake and my muscles clench.

“David, please don’t stop. Fuck.”

I can’t hold back my moans as he flattens his tongue against me and presses into me harder. My mouth hangs open as the pleasure overtakes my body. A jumble of nonsensical words and sounds escape my parted lips and I grind against his tongue. Hands run up my thighs, soothing my shaking muscles and warming my chilled skin as my pleasure peaks. For a moment the sounds can’t escape my throat and I’m left hanging in a warm, intense limbo waiting for my body to come down from its high.

David joins me at the top of the bed and I straddle his hips, throwing my arms around his neck. I sink down onto his dick and he groans, instinctively grips my hips, trying to control my speed. I ignore his hands pushing me down and grind in circles to the beat of a song in my head. He can’t take his eyes off my body, moving perfectly against his. I give in to what he wants, moving up and down.

“Holy fuck that feels good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” He barely chokes out.

The indents from his fingertips on my hips are growing deeper, he’s getting closer.

In my pursuit to please David I wasn’t focusing on my own orgasm, but feeling his dick stretch me out was getting me closer to cumming too.

I can’t help but moan as he begins thrusting up into me, forcing my pace to quicken.

“You feel so good, baby” David groans as he leaves bruises down my neck and collarbones.

I can’t hold back my orgasm as I ride him harder than before. His arm is wrapped around my waist, holding me as close as possible.

Maybe this is how it’s supposed to be. Maybe being committed to David wasn’t so bad. I couldn’t come to the conclusion before my muscles spasm around David. I moan loudly and watch him as I tighten around him, clenching harder than before.

My orgasm triggers his and his eyes are focused on where our bodies meet, unable to look away. We both still and the air around us changes. It was as if he knew what I was thinking.

He smiles up at me knowingly, eyes pleading.

“I’ve gotta take my makeup off.” I say, getting off of him and heading into my bathroom. My makeup is completely ruined. Black streaks of mascara are drawn down my cheeks where it mixed slightly with my peach lipstick. After wiping the remnants of the makeup off, I return to David’s side under the covers.

He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer to his chest.

“It could be like this every day, you know.” He whispers in my ear.

What David didn’t know is that I made up my mind. I knew there was no one else for me but him.

“I know. Just go to sleep.”

[hithisischris]

Hello. Sorry for being gone almost a whole year. I’ve been stuck on a long writers block and with the news of what’s happening with David i no longer want to write for him. I always knew he was stupid and made everything into a joke but he made me laugh a lot so I always looked over his sexist jokes. His silence speaks. If you’d like to continue requesting for Natalie, Jeff I’ll try writing for them.

[vsquadgoals]

Best friends. (J.W)

Summary: y/n and Jeff are the type of friends that are always flirting with each other, Everyone in the group knows that they both have feelings for each other but what's keeping them from acting on these feelings?  

It was another Friday night and y/n, Toddy, Jeff, Natalie, and David were all sitting at David’s house while David tries to find a party or something for the group to do tonight so that he has something to film for the vlog. Natalie is laying in the lovesac on her phone scrolling though tik toks. Y/n is sitting on the couch in between Toddy and Jeff as usual and David was pacing in between the kitchen and living room on his phone. Y/n leans into Toddy’s side as she scrolls through her phone looking through her instagram feed and replying to comments. She smirks over at Jeff as she wiggles her freezing cold feet under the back of his shirt and against his warm back, Jeff was always like a furnace. Jeff yelps and glares at y/n who is hiding her smile behind her phone.

“y/n... I’m going to catch hyperthermia of you don’t move your ice cubes from my back.”  Everyone's attention turns to the two on the couch and Toddy chuckles at them shaking his head. “Oh, come on J you’re always so warm and my feet are freezing!” y/n gives Jeff the puppy dog eyes that always seems to get him to do whatever she wants. Those big blue eyes melt Jeff’s heart and make his knees weak, but he would never admit it to anyone, except Todd- he knew everything.  

“Give ‘em here Doll,” Jeff holds his hands out to her, she puts her feet into his large hands smiling feeling accomplished once he starts rubbing them to warm them up. David looks over at the two of them and rolls his eyes “Come on you two get a room.” He says chuckling and rolling his eyes.  

It’s about two hours later when the rest of the group walks into David’s house and David finally had a frat party lined up for the group. Jeff has now returned after heading back to his apartment to change into something better for the party. Y/n, Natalie, Corinna, and Carly are all in Natalie’s room while her and y/n get ready for the party. Y/n always left going out outfits in Natalie’s closet for nights like these.  

“Damn Y/n you look so hot!” Corinna gushed looking her up and down. Y/n blushed and smirked at her friends, “Thanks babe. It’s not too much?” She asked looking herself in Nat’s full length mirror. “God no! It's amazing!” Natalie and the rest of the girls chimed in. “Alright lets go out there then! Lets do some shots before we have to leave!” y/n said to the girls after they took a few pictures in Nat’s mirror.  

All of the guys are in the kitchen pouring drinks and goofing around and David was filming when the girls came out of the room. Jeff was standing against the wall talking to Zane when they made their way into the kitchen and grabbing shot glasses, y/n trailed behind the girls running her fingers through her waist length blonde wavy hair looking down at her phone. Whistling and shocked expressions pull her eyes away from the pictures she was looking at that they took in Natalie’s room, Y/n looks up at the group and everyone was whistling at her smirking “Damn baby you look FIIIINEEEE” Zane calls turning his attention away from Jeff who's eyes were raking up and down Y/n’s body and his lip was pulled in between his teeth. Y/n’s cheeks were burning hot as she blushed grateful for how much make up she had on so you could barely tell “Guys stop! I had to step up my game! Look how bomb everyone else looks!” She giggles trying to take the attention from herself and onto her friends, thankfully it worked. Carly hands Y/n a shot which she gladly takes and places the empty glass on the pool table as she heads over to Jeff whose eyes hadn’t left her since she came into his view.  

“Take a picture it’ll last longer.” She teases winking at him. Jeff chuckles and snakes his arm around y/n’s waist pulling her closer to him, Thankfully the rest of their friends were now distracted by Zane and Natalie doing shots and David filming them. “Who told you that you could look this incredible.” He whispers against her ear, goosebumps prickling over y/n’s skin as Jeff’s lips brush against her ear and then her bare shoulder. “You don’t look so bad yourself.” Y/n cooed, Todd came over to the two which made Jeff drop his arm from her waist and back away from her just slightly. “Let's go love birds one more shot before we leave.” Y/n takes the shot from Todd’s hand and let the warm liquid burn her throat on its way down.  

Everyone piles into David’s tesla and of course Y/n ends up on Jeff’s lap all the way in the back next to Todd and Natalie, Zane and Carly were in the middle row, Corrina was in the front seat with David, Heath and Mariah took the Lambo like always. Todd and Natalie were talking closely, and the rest of the car has their attention on David and his camera on the front dash. Jeff’s hand was on Y/n’s bare thigh and his thumb slowly rubbed her silky skin. Y/n hums happily as his other arm snakes around her waist once again. “God I can’t believe how amazing you look doll.” Jeff cooed into Y/n’s ear brushing his lips softly against it once again. Her skin was tingling under his touch and she suddenly wishes they weren’t going to this party anymore. “Thank you, J.,” She whispers before pulling her plump lip in between her teeth. Jeff’s hand slowly makes its way higher up her thigh almost disappearing under her small skirt, y/n’s breath caught in her throat and she looked at Jeff who’s eyes were full of lust, her eyes went between his eyes and his lips as his tongue traced across his bottom lips and a smirk started to form. Y/n buries her face in the crook of Jeff’s neck as his thumb slowly brushed over her panties. “We’re here!!!” Zane yells happily reminding Jeff and Y/n where they were, he quickly pulls his hand away and ran his fingers through his hair letting out a breath he had no idea he was holding, he couldn’t believe the effect y/n had on him.  

Y/n was quickly pulled out of her trance when she heard Zane’s voice, she lifts her head and blushes looking at her surroundings no one seemed to notice what was going on between her and Jeff, Thank god. “Are you okay?” Natalie whispers to y/n once she turns her attention from Todd and notices her flushed face and rapid breathing. She chuckles trying to cover it up, “Yeah I’m good, just feeling those shots that’s all!” She smiles to her friend and looks briefly at Jeff whose face was just as flushed.

a/n: Do you want a part 2? I’m just starting writing so I’d be happy to do a part 2, Let me know ! 

[avenging-fandoms]

Sugar Daddy / Jeff Wittek pt. 3

*first part sort of requested by @toneitdolan : think about sugar daddy! jeff 😍😍😍  *second part sort of requested by anonymous: Imagine doing chores for sugar daddy Jeff so that he’ll buy you the carrier lion ring thing 🤩 *in which jeff had y/n experiment in something *WARNING: fluff, smut  *word count: 1690 *PLEASE send me requests!!!!! i can do whoever :)

PART 1 PART 2

MASTERLIST

waking up to jeff was something you loved when he first slept over your house when you were 14. now that you were 24, you loved waking up to him, but some morning you woke up to a note and a rose on the pillow, which is what happened that morning. 

you sighed and read the note, smelling the rose. ‘my girl, you look so angelic when you sleep, so i didn’t want to wake you as i got ready. here is a rose, and i also left you something on the island. do as the instructions say, and i’ll see you tonight. -jeff x’ you smile and sit up, yawning and stretching, climbing out of bed and grabbing your robe, tying it around you as you head into the bathroom. you use the bathroom, brushing your teeth and brushing your hair. 

you head down the stairs and make your daily cup of morning coffee, nearly moaning as the nutmeg flavoring washes over your tastebuds. you bite into your strawberry jam toast, remembering the note on the island. 

you bend over the island and read the note. ‘i want you to take the 2 pills that are in the little cup. you know i would never hurt you in any way, these are pills that will make you a little more excited than normal. facetime me around lunchtime. i’ll see you then, good girl. -jeff x’ you furrow your eyebrows and look at the pills, which were white. they looked like tylenol, and they smelled bland. you shrug, taking the pills and washing them down with your coffee. you put the mug in the dishwasher as well as the rest of the dishes in the sink. 

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lunch time rolled around, and you were red in the face and thighs clenched together as you sat on the couch, pillow in between your legs. you pick up your phone and tap jeff’s contact, scratching up and down your thigh.

“pick up, pick up, pick up” you whimper, and you release a breath of relief as you see his face pop up. “what the fuck did you have me take?”

he smirks, going over and locking his office door. he sits back in his chair and props his phone up, giving you a view of his top half and top of his thighs. “such a naughty mouth, princesa, i might need to fuck it to teach you a lesson” 

you moan and throw your head back, setting your phone up against the vase on the coffee table, jeff biting his lip as you pull the pillow away. “pleaseeeee.. this is torture. i need you to touch me”

“well, i can’t touch you over the phone. come to my office, and you better hurry, i know how you get. goodbye”

“no jeff-” it was too late, he hung up. you stomp your foot and run up the stairs, throwing on a dress and heels, brushing your teeth and trying to ignore the fire burning in between your legs. any slight touch to your thigh and it made you whimper. 

you rush to jeff’s car, revving the engine and driving over to his office. you park in your own reserved spot that jeff had made for you, nearly running to his office. you scan your badge and wave to his receptionist, who gave a soft smile to you. 

you storm into jeff’s office, where he sat on his desk with his hands folded in his lap, a soft smirk on your face. you close the door to his office, locking it and dropping your things. “you made me take.. those.. damn horny pills.. didn’t you?” you pant, kicking your shoes off and walking over to him. jeff had that shit-eating grin on his face, looking down at you. 

“my good girl, you always listen to daddy, hm?” he hummed, holding your chin. you look up at him with puppy dog, rubbing your hands up and down his thighs. 

“always, daddy. i need you so bad. i’ve been such a good girl for you, please touch me, daddy” you beg and jeff smirks, leaning down and kissing you. your fingers undo his pants, freeing his throbbing cock. jeff groaned into your mouth as you jerked his cock at a fast pace. 

“come on, baby, i know you need me more, hm? what do you want? i’ll give it to you. just ask” he purred against your neck and you whimper, taking his hand and putting it under your dress. jeff gasped, laying you on his desk. “no underwear? oh, honey, you really were ready” he smiled. “i didn’t have to touch you, and you’re dripping wet. who’s all of this for?”

“you, daddy, you. please, p-lease taste me” your fingers raked through his hair, bringing his head down. you jolted and gripped his hand, rolling your hips against his tongue. “i’m close already, please let me cum, daddy”

“already? oh sweetheart, i want you to cum on daddy’s cock” he flipped you over and bent you over his desk, teasing the tip of his cock against your pussy. you reached back, pulling his blazer forward and making him push his cock into you. you whimper, thrusting your hips back against him. 

“let me, baby” he pushed your hand away, gripping your hair and thrusting roughly into you. you roll your eyes back, moaning and holding the edge of his desk. “that feel good, hm? you’ve been waiting for daddy’s cock all day, huh?”

“yes, daddy, fuck.. it feels so good” you moan, trying not to cum so quickly. jeff’s hand smacks your ass a couple times, groaning as he kisses your back. 

“you gonna cum, honey? i feel you clenching your pussy around me” you bite your lip, the taste of iron spreading on your tongue. “i want you to be quiet when you cum, alright? we don’t need the whole office knowing how good i’m fucking you”

jeff picks you up, putting one foot on his desk with your other standing you up. you turn backward, jeff’s chin on your shoulder as he pants. your right hand holds his tie, the other hand stroking his cock behind you and teasing it up and down your folds. (nsft gif)

he pushes forward, wrapping a hand around your neck and thrusting into you again. “you’re so fucking good, baby, look at you. you’re such a good girl for daddy’s cock” you whimper and nod, looking at him. “you drive me crazy, you know that? i can’t stop thinking about you” 

“please daddy.. please..” you beg, basically crying as you beg to cum. jeff smiles, leaving open-mouth kisses along your jaw and neck. he hums, leaving a couple hickeys on your neck and shoulder. 

“cum for me, honey. cum on daddy’s cock” jeff’s hand covers your mouth as you moan loudly, dropping your legs that violently shook. jeff gasped, gripping your chin. “look at what you did to daddy’s suit” your eyes travel down to his stomach, eyes widening when you notice he was soaked.

“did i-”

“yes, you did. oh my god, i didn’t know you could do that” he chuckled, bringing you to your knees. “but, you made a mess. now you’re gonna swallow daddy’s mess, understood?”

“yes daddy” jeff taps his cock against your tongue, holding onto your hair as he pushes his cock into your mouth. tears fall from the corner of your eyes, looking up at jeff whose nose was scrunched, mouth in the shape of an ‘o’ with beautiful moans coming out of it. 

“so good for me, such a pretty mouth” he groaned, running his fingers through your hair. your nails scratch up the backs of his thighs, pulling him forward and gagging against his cock. jeff moaned, putting your hair into a make shift ponytail as he came down your throat. “mm, fuck, swallow it all, baby. good girl..” he sighed, pulling away. you gasp, saliva trailing from his cock to your mouth. jeff’s thumb wiped away the spit, and you stand up, kissing jeff passionately as you stable yourself. 

“thank you daddy, but please, i never want those pills again, they were torture” jeff chuckles, rubbing his thumb over your jaw and kissing you again. 

“okay, honey, i won’t give them to you anymore. thank you for telling me” you both clean up and get dressed, jeff organizing the papers on his desk that were scattered. “do you want me to go to lunch with you, honey? it’s nearly 1″ 

“i would love that” you smile, jeff smiling and nodding. 

“do you want to go shopping for a little bit or no?” he grabbed his phone, wallet and keys, putting them in his pockets and holding out his hand. 

“no, i just want lunch with my boyfriend” you smile, but it quickly dropped when you realized what you said. you and jeff really hadn’t talked about labels instead of ‘sugar baby’ and ‘sugar daddy.’ you were a pair for 4 months, with sex, dinner ‘dates’ and gifts. “no wait, fuck, jeff i’m-”

“shut up” he chuckled, leaning down and kissing you passionately. his arms wrap around your waist, spinning you around softly. “i’m your boyfriend now”

“it just slipped! i’m sorry” you laugh against his lips, jeff pulling away a little and looking you up and down. 

“i’m glad you let it slip, because i wanted to be more than your sugar daddy for weeks” he breathed and you threw your head back. 

“then why didn’t you say anything!” you smack his shoulder and he gives you his award-winning smile. 

“i don’t know, i really don’t. but, i’m really happy to be your boyfriend. i love spoiling the shit out of you” he confesses and you giggle, kissing him over and over. 

“alright, alright!” you laugh, pushing him away from him kissing you on your neck and chest. “i’m hungry. let’s go eat, please”

“of course. your pick” he locks the office doors, telling his receptionist, julia, he was going out to lunch with his girlfriend. he was so proud to have you on his arm as his girlfriend, and loved the name for you. but nothing could replace his favorite nickname for you, ‘honey.’

[notenoughscotty]

Secrets Out J.W

   Summary: You had been dating Jeff secretly for a few months until the group finally finds out

Warnings: Some smut and swearing

     The running gag since I had become friends with the group was that I was quite innocent, not understanding dirty jokes and I become flustered when the group spoke about inappropriate topics. They constantly made jokes on purpose to see me blush and squirm, desperate to change the topic. To them apparently it was funny, to me it was uncomfortable and quite frankly embarrassing. 

     Jeff and I though got along very well, he became some what of a savior to me, letting the group know when it was enough. We became close very quickly and even began hanging out apart from the group. Although he was known as the flirt and of course as what most would consider a ‘fuck boy’ he was always very sweet and understanding with me. We started dating a few months back and its been amazing, and that’s because we haven’t told anyone. We agreed that it would be best to hold off and allow ourselves to date free of the jokes and ridicule for at least awhile. Not to mention that it was kind of fun, sneaking around and having it be our little secret. There were of course pros and cons to the situation, I of course would love to just be able to kiss my beautiful boyfriend as I pleased but it was better this way. 

     I was currently at Jeff’s for some alone time, we laid on the bed together watching movies, although I couldn’t help but sneak looks at the handsome man laying next to me every now and again, he noticed my timed glances and cuddled closer to me. 

“You like what you see?” Jeff joked, he kissed my neck gently, sending a shiver down my spine, I hummed quietly, not only as a response to his comment but also to his affection. I couldn’t help but stretch my neck to allow him to continue, he took my offer and continued to suck and bite at my neck, I reached for his hair, only aiding him to keep going, the movie was now only background noise. His hands traveling up and down my waist, I knew he was leaving marks but it felt too nice to even think about it twice. His hand reached to squeeze my ass, then traveling my thigh until he reached in between my legs, a whimper escaped my lips. He moved so that he was now hovering over me. I stared into his eyes, not able to understand how I was so lucky to be with a man so attractive and yet so sweet. I couldn’t contain my moans any longer and I wanted nothing more than for him to fuck me right now.

     A ringtone went off, I looked to see that it was mine, and it was Dave, I let out a groan, “I should probably answer it” I sighed, he nodded

     “Answer it” he responded, I reached for the phone and slid to answer the call, expecting Jeff to stop, but he didn’t, he kept going. 

     “Hey” I answered, Jeff removed his hand from between my legs, I felt relieved for a moment until I realized what he was doing, he slid his hand up, just for him to slide his hand into my pants, my breath hitched, desperately holding back a moan, I brought my hand down trying to push him away, but there was no way I could, I kept my hand on his arm though, as a desperate measure to keep him at bay

     “Hey, what’s going on? Can you come over? I need to film some stuff.” David responded, I swallowed hard

     “Uh” Just as I was about to respond Jeff slipped one finger in, I quickly pulled the phone away, as I choked, “Yeah, I can be there in like an hour” I tried to speak quickly, wanting this phone call to be over, “But I’m busy right now, so I have to go” 

     “Okay... I guess I’ll see you then” David had a suspicious tone to his voice but hung up none the less. As soon as the call ended I threw my phone down 

     “You’re an asshole” I groaned, Jeff only hummed, laughing slightly. 

      We collapsed down next to each other, trying to catch our breath. Once we had, I kissed him gently and turned to check my phone, I had multiple texts from David, asking when I would be there, also asking if I knew where Jeff was, he apparently hadn’t been answering him, I texted him telling him I had just texted Jeff and we could come together. David responded with a quick ‘okay’ and I told Jeff that I had volunteered him to come with me, he was fine with that, I took a quick look in the mirror to fix my hair and makeup, Jeff fixed his hair as well, he also threw me a sweatshirt, I gave him a confused look, wondering why he gave me that when it was fairly warm outside. He took his phone out and took a photo of me, my questioning look didn’t fade until he turned his phone around to show me the marks he had made. My eyes bulged at the sight, it looked like someone tried to kill me! I threw the sweatshirt on, checking one last time to be sure that they were covered. 

     We walked into the zoo that was Davids house. There were quite a few people there, mostly all on the couch. We waved to everyone and they acknowledged us back, we sat down on the couch, not sitting next to each other, trying to not look suspicious. 

“Why are you wearing Jeff’s sweatshirt?...” David began trailing off, his eyes squinting, staring intensely at me, I nervously squirmed, “HOLY SHIT! Look at her neck!” he exclaimed, heat washing over my face, he knew. David looked between me and Jeff, “You? and Jeff? Holy shit! How long has this been going on?” Jeff and I locked eyes, everyone was now looking at us and a murmur filled the room, everyone commenting. I supposed it was time we told everyone. Jeff got up and walked towards me, I stood so that we were now standing next to each other, he put his arm around me, taking over knowing that I was far too embarrassed to speak. 

“Yeah, we’re dating, we have been about four months.” He cleared the air, everyone shouting questions at the same time, making it sound like nothing but gibberish. “Okay, okay, one at a time” Jeff slowed them down, laughing slightly at the reaction. 

“How did you hide it for so long?” Zane shouted, it was a long day of interrogation from our friends and of course pressure from David to allow him to use the clip he got of him first connecting the dots. We ended up giving in, seeing as David was not backing down, and it had been long enough that we felt comfortable enough, to go public, our one condition was that he had to wait to post it until we made a post announcing it first. He took the deal... begrudgingly, but he took it. 

[jstlikemagic]

Attitude. - David Dobrik Smut

Title: Attitude.

Pairing: David Dobrik/Reader

Rating: R (NSFW/Swearing) | Fingering

Summary: You go out to dinner with David and his friends. David’s rude as hell but turns the tables on you!

A/N: I posted this on my last blog! Please reblog and/or like this if you enjoyed it! 

You’re out at dinner with David, Jason, and (dare I say) Trisha at an Italian restaurant. Jason had been raving about the restaurant for weeks and finally dragged you and David along. The difference between you and David was evident: he was blunt and you were… well a bullshitter.

After being seated next to David, the waiter came over with the delicious looking bread. David being David, dug in first and after his first bite, you could see the disgust on his face. “J, this is terrible bread,” he said and threw his roll onto his plate. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at him being rude. He couldn’t just lie to his friend to make him happy, could he? All of a sudden, David took his laptop out of his backpack, placed it on the nice table, and started editing. Of all places, he was really going to start editing now?

“So, Y/N. How’s David and y/n land over in the humble abode?” Jason asked. It had been a bit since we had seen Jason and Trisha so it was nice to catch up with them.

“Things are fabulous over in our house. How many times have you guys broken up since we’ve last seen you?” David interjected before you could speak. You could not believe he just said that, on top of him just being rude in general.

Leaning into his side, you whispered “Can you be fucking nice. You’re embarrassing me.” Suddenly, you felt a hand snake up under your skirt. Trying to catch your breath, an immediate look of concern was on the other couples face.

“Y/N, are you okay?” Trisha asked. Quickly nodding your head ’yes,’ you tried to carry on the conversation. instantaneously when Jason started the conversation up again, David began to rub circles over your clit through your panties. It didn’t help that you were wearing lace panties so it was basically like if you weren’t wearing any at all.

“Now, Y/N. Do me a favor and don’t embarrass me. Be the good slut that you are and be quiet,” he whispered in your ear while slowly slipping a finger inside of you. You gripped the table to contain yourself from moving rapidly. He started pumping his finger slowly, in and out of you, almost teasingly. Taking your fist, you placed it up towards your mouth and bit on it a little to suppress your moans. It’s so weird how literally no one is even noticing this.

“…and I told Jason ‘Don’t do that! you know that scares me!’“ Trisha said while trying to tell a story about how Jason had tried to scare her with a fake spider. As David picked up the pace, you found it harder to keep squirming. Every once in a while you would shift your body to make it more comfortable. How he could still edit while doing this, I have no idea. how could he just be sitting there, editing, and finger fucking me in a fucking Italian restaurant. “And then that’s why we broke up last week but as you can see we’re back together.” You croaked back a simple “mhm” just so she could feel validated and keep going with another story.

After a couple minutes, you could feel the familiar knot raveling inside of you. All you wanted to do was scream to the high heavens how good David was finger fucking you but you couldn’t. Grabbing his hand, you turned and gave him a pleading smile. That was you signaling that you were about to cum. Smirking back at you, he picked up the pace and added another finger just to make you cum faster. Feeling the tightness within you, you clenched your legs together forcefully and felt yourself unravel with his fingers inside of you.

“Good girl. love that I can play with you in front of my friends,” he mumbled in your ear and kissed your cheek. Soon enough the waiter came by and asked if anybody need anything. David immediately replied, “Yes, I need some napkins. I tend to make a mess.” 

[starkeyboy]

i’m just posting this. that’s all. he’s fucking hot. period.