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[spidey-babe-parker]

The Thought of Your Lips

Featuring: Jack Kline

Summary: after kissing you, your lips are the only thing that he can really think of.

Warnings: angst, fluff

WC: 309

AN: This is day 4 of my 30 days of writing challenge.

Sitting on the floor you were looking through your record collection you had. Jack was sitting on the edge of your bed, and you could feel his eyes locked on you. Turning back you could tell that he was studying you.

“Yes Jack?” You asked.

“Why do I always want to kiss you?” He sounded so innocent and so confused.

You had started somewhat of a relationship with Jack a couple of weeks ago. You were taking things slow, you had recently taught Jack the art of making out and he couldn’t seem to get enough of you or your lips.

You couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle, “is it because you like me?”

He shrugged his shoulders, “I think so. You make feel different things when we kiss.”

“I like kissing you too,” you sat the record down you were holding and walked over and sat down next to Jack on the bed.

“Do you think about kissing me too?” he asked.

 You nodded and smiled, “yes.”

Reaching over you rested your hand on his cheek and gently moved his face so he was looking right at you. A soft smile was a cross his face as he stared at you. This boy made you incredibly happy without even trying.

Leaning forward you connected your lips to his for a soft kiss. Butterflies fluttered around your stomach as your lips moved together.

Pulling you lips away from his he still sported a smile. He reached out and rested his hand on your thick thighs. His fingers fumbled with the edge of you dress. His fingers moved and brushed across your bare skin. He was always respectable and never pushed for anything more. That might be in part because he didn’t know much about what came next.

“You can kiss me whenever you want?” You say smiling.

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[bluesfortheredj]

Watch Me.

The hotel room you’d been given was grander than any you’d been in before and the four poster bed with lavish curtains adorning each corner of it was calling out to you to be jumped upon. Before Taron can even shut the door to your room your body has landed with a bounce on the soft mattress and the bed covers ruffle up around you as you roll from side to side with an excited squeal.

“You alright over there?” Taron laughs as he watches you pull the sheets over your body and feel the luxurious cotton against your skin.

“I am more than alright,” you reply, your voice muffled by the cocoon you’d made around you, “I feel like royalty!”

“You are, my love.”

“Stop it,” you giggle, “what time are we being all dolled up?”

“Five.”

“So I have three hours to enjoy everything this room has to offer? Good to know.”

“Well I was thinking we could do something else for those three hours actually...”

“Why is it you always get the horn before an awards show? Is it the adrenaline or something?” you ask as you uncurl the bedsheets and sit up to face him as he leans against one of the poles at the foot of the bed.

“It’s everything, it’s the adrenaline, the nerves, the thought of you in a skin tight dress and the fact that I have to resist touching you all night… God, it fills me with need already.”

You rise to your knees and edge your way to the end of the bed where you place your hand gently on Taron’s cheek and give him a soft smile as your thumb sweeps across his skin. His expression turns from a desperate need for lust to a softer one of love then you lean in to kiss his opposite cheek, and your lips linger against him as you hear him take a deep breath.

“Sit on the bed,” you whisper before pulling away and getting off of it yourself.

He silently does as you say and perches himself on the foot of the bed with a slightly expectant look on his face as he tries not to smile too widely. You stand before him wondering what to do for a moment, but then you remember his words about not being able to touch you all night and your eyes light up as an idea pops into your head.

“What?” he asks, now a look of concern crossing his face, “what’s that face for?”

“Haha, wouldn’t you like to know, Egerton.”

“Well, yes I would, because that face tells me I’m in for an aching cock.”

“Ah, you remember this look, then?”

“It’s etched into my memory forever.”

“Prepare yourself then,” you wink, and he groans in response.

You take a couple of steps back before wriggling your skirt down over the curve of your hips slowly and letting it drop to the floor, then you kick it backwards as you step out of it and tease your fingers into the waistband of your undies. You push one side of them down but bring them back up again and start to play with the hem of your vest instead as you lift it up to your bra then lower it again with a smile. Taron’s foot starts to tap impatiently against the carpet and his knee moves furiously up and down as his bottom lips gets taken between his teeth.

“Feeling okay over there?” you smirk.

“Fine. Absolutely fine.”

You suppress a chuckle as you whip your vest up and over your head then let it fall from your hand before undoing your bra and teasing the straps down your arms as you hold it with one hand against your chest. Carefully you pull your arms out of the straps whilst still holding the bra over your breasts and give him a twirl before letting that drop to the ground as well. His lip slides out of it’s position between his teeth as his mouth falls open at the sight of you, and his fingers start to grab at his trousers as they begin to ache for the feel of your skin.

“Still good?”

“Uh huh.”

You glide your fingers up from your underwear to the middle of your chest, then your hands separate as they cup your breasts and stroke the silky skin lightly before you pinch both of your nipples at the same time and let out a quiet moan as you start to roll them between your fingers. Taron takes a sharp inhale and he stands up from the bed with his erection protruding obviously from his trousers, then he undoes himself so that it’s set free and he sits back down as he kicks off his clothing.

“Are you going to start touching yourself?” you ask as rubs his hands up and down his thick thighs.

“Yeah,” he growls, “can I?”

“Of course,” you nod.

You finally lower your undies as you watch Taron start to stroke himself slowly and your mouth waters at the sight of those first few droplets of excitement that get spread down his length. You move back again once you’re free of your knickers until your legs hit the large desk that sits opposite the bed, so you hop up onto it and scoot yourself back until your back is resting against the wall and you can lift your heels up onto the edge. Taron’s tongue darts out of his mouth as he eyes your core from the best seat in the room, and your fingers begin to walk their way down the middle of your folds until they disappear inside you.

“Oh, T,” you whimper as you start to pump them inside yourself as your gaze stays fixed on his cock.

“Fuck it, I can’t do this,” he huffs, and quickly discards his t-shirt as he makes his way over to you and grabs onto your wrist harshly to rip it away from your core.

He pulls you off of the desk and into the bathroom, then switches on the walk in shower and pushes you backwards under the stream of currently cool water which makes you gasp. He walks in after you and grabs both of your wrists before pinning them against the wall either side of your head as he now gets covered in the warmer water. The kiss that lands on your lips is forceful and fierce, and his hips press the rest of your body into the wall so that you’re trapped against his lustful grip. Your fingers flex as your need to touch him spirals out of control, but his hands don’t move from you as he claims your mouth with his tongue.

“You played with fire,” he growls as he starts to drag his lips down your neck.

He pulls you away from the wall so that you’re both underneath the stream of water, then he spins you around and bends you forwards until your hands lay flat on the wall, and without one second of hesitation he’s pushed himself inside you and started thrusting at an already punishing pace. The warm water lands on your back then you can feel it trickling down your legs as you’re rocked back and forth by Taron’s force, and the sensation only heightens your arousal as his fingers dig in to the damp skin on your hips. You start to push back into him to make him go deeper and the angle causes you to let out moans with every pant that leaves your lips.

“More,” you breathe, “more.”

He lets out an animalistic noise at your need, then picks up his pace as much as he can while one hand snakes around to your front and starts to play with your sweet spot roughly. His finger alternates between pressing, circling, and flicking over it in a painful yet pleasurable dance, and your thighs are soon shaking against his as your walls tighten up ready for an almighty release. One loud inaudible cry of a string of various words signals your undoing, and this in turn sets him off quickly with everything running down the inside of your thigh and being washed away with the water.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asks as he pulls out of you and steadies you as you turn to face him.

“Only in the sweetest way possible,” you smile breathlessly.

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[selinavizari]

Smutty Wednesday: You’re So Tense

Word count: 712

Rating: Smut! 

A short and sweet smutty story for your enjoyment! Didn’t have too much to write this week. Hope y’all like it. :-)

The screening for Rocketman was tonight. Butterflies floated around my stomach. This was the first time Taron and I were going to go public with our relationship. I hurried around the hotel room like a complete jittery mess. He watched me pace back and forth from the bathroom and into the bedroom. Back and forth.  I muttered curses as I searched for makeup brushes and my favorite lipstick. “You okay, sweetheart? You seem a bit anxious.” “Um yea.. I can’t find my thingy thing, you know? I really want to look good.” “Ah yes. The thingy thing. Where does one go buy a thingy thing? Come over here.” He chuckled. I strolled his way. He sat up on the side of the bed and pulled me between his legs. I was wearing my lacy bra and flowing shirt. His hands gripped my bottom. “You look so beautiful right now.” He planted delicate kisses on my bare skin.

“Hmmm. You’re so tense.” He scooted back on the bed. “Sit down. I’m going to give you a massage.” I sat between his legs. When I settled in, I held onto his thighs. His hands gripped my shoulders and worked vigorously. The stress melted away. My muscles loosened. I closed my eyes. The sensation of his fingertips pressing deeply into my tissue was relaxing. He kissed my cheek and I tilted my head to the side. His lips traveled down my neck. Those strong hands moved towards my breasts. He pulled down the straps and massaged them. A moan escaped my lips. He continued to shower me with a flurry of kisses.His hand strayed between my legs and slipped into my panties. I was already wet. He stroked my clit. My back arched. “What ‘bout the film? We might be late?” “Shhhh. Don’t worry about that right now. I just wanna please you.” He whispered into my ear. I could feel how hard he was getting. He nibbled my neck and grabbed my breast. He continued to rub my clit. Waves of pleasure surged through my body. I jerked uncontrollably and spread my legs even wider. “Do you like that?” I nodded with my mouth agape. His pace quickened and I trembled all over. “Yes. Just like that. Please. Don’t s-stop, Taron.” “You’re gonna come for me? Yeah?” I was approaching the edge and wanted to dive into ecstasy. I moaned and grinded against his bulge. I came all over fingers.He placed them in his mouth and licked them clean. I leaned back into him and exhaled. Suddenly, he snatched my hair. The sudden shock sent my eyes wide open. “I’m not done with you.” “Oh really?” My voice cracked a bit. “I want you to get on all fours and face that window.” When he released me… I obeyed. “Such a good girl.” I heard the clink of his belt and I bit my lip in anticipation. He lifted up my skirt and slapped my bare ass. I flinched. “You ready for me?” “Uh huh.” He teased my slick opening with the head. “You sure?” “Um-” Before I could finish, he thrusted hard. I gasped. He continued to fuck me until I couldn't breathe. I cried out. “Oh my… Taron…” “Take it. You like this hard cock inside of you? Yeah?” He growled. My eyes rolled back. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” He continued to grunt as he held on to my waist. Suddenly, he came inside of me and it slid down my thigh. I slumped onto the carpet and Taron laid beside me. “Feeling better now, sweetheart?” “Definitely. You sure you even want to go to the troubadour? I feel like getting on top...” “Tempting. Very tempting. But we should go… I’m kind of the lead, you know? I would much rather make a dirty movie with you. Something to take with me when I travel.” “Naughty boy. I’ll think about it.” “Okay, I like the sound of that.” He mounted and kissed me. “Oh no.” He glanced at his watch. “The driver is going to be here in 15. Don’t kill me.” “WHAT? Taron! You just had to fuck me senseless didn’t you?” “Sorry, love. Couldn’t help it!” He shrugged and gave me his signature wink. 

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[taronegertonlover]

A Long Day - Smutty Wednesday

After the day you had had,all you wanted was a long, hot relaxing bath.

“Babe, I’m home!” You yelled as you walked through the door. There was no answer. Your boyfriend was always home before you.

“Babe?” you yelled again. Nope, complete silence.

You put your handbag down by the table near the door and headed toward the bathroom. Once in there, you started to run the water in the bath and added bubbles. It wasn’t going to be a relaxing bath without bubbles.

You walked back toward your bedroom to find your iPod and earphones. Once you had found them, you started to strip off your clothes, leaving a trail towards the bathroom, leaving just your underwear when you got back into the bathroom. You looked at the bubbles formed in the bath, smiled and turned off the water. With your iPod in hand you took off your underwear, climbed in the bath, put your earphones in and pressed play. You let out a sigh as you places your iPod on the side of the bath, sunk into the bubbles and closed your eyes.

Taron walked in the door after spending extra time on set. There were a couple of re-shoots before he could head home for the evening. He noticed your handbag by the table as he walked through the door.

“Y/n, babe?” 

He placed his keys on the table and headed to the bedroom. When he walked in, he noticed your clothes on the floor. He smiled and quietly followed the trail towards the bathroom. He slowly opened the door and peeked inside.

When he saw your iPod on the side of the bath, he knew you had had a long day. You always listened to your music in the bath after a long day at work.

Taron quietly made his way into the bathroom and closed the door. He walked over to the vanity and got a wash cloth from out if the draw. He made his way back to the bathtub, gently put the cloth into the water and slowly made his way up your legs with it.

You jumped and pulled your earphones out of your ears at the feel of the wash cloth on your leg. You were surprised to find Taron staring right at you with his hand in the water.

“Sorry babe. I didn’t mean to startle you, I just thought after your long day you would like it if I washed you.” Taron continued to make his way up your leg.

You sighed at the feel of his hands moving further north, lent back and let him work his magic. He loved it when you let him touch you all over. The feel of your body under his hands always did something to him. He also loved the fact that you had curves. He knew you didn’t understand why he chose you but he always reminded you why he did. He knew that you loved him for him and not for his movie start status. His touch was his way of showing you how much he appreciated it.

A moan escaped your mouth as his hand came closer to your core.

“This is where you want me to touch you isn’t it babe?” Came his husky voice as he lent closer to your ear.

“Yes Taron!” you moaned as you gripped the sides of the bath. 

He couldn’t wait any longer, his lips crashed against yours. Your hands went from the sides of the bath, into his hair.

“I’ve wanted to do that all day.” Taron whispered as he broke the kiss. You smiled and moaned again as his fingers found their way inside you.

“Taron, w-why don’t w-we move this..’

The next thing you knew, he had scooped you up out of the water, carried you into the bedroom and threw you gently onto the bed. 

You laughed, “Taron I’m all wet!”

“Oh I know you are!” He took off his shirt and jeans, leaving his boxers on.

“But the be-” You were cut off by Taron’s lips making their way up your inner thigh.  

“All I care about,” Taron started between kisses, “is being able to please you.” That’s when his tongue found your center.

“Fuck!” came your moan as your hips moved up from the bed.

He grabbed your legs and draped them over his shoulders. His hands moved up and down your thighs and around to your butt, pushing you closer to his mouth, gently grazing your clit with his teeth. That’s when you almost lost it.

“Fuck Taron! I need you inside me. Now!” You felt him smile against you and slowly move up your body. “Taron, please?” You begged, reaching inside of his boxers. 

His lips found yours and you could taste yourself against them. His lips then moved up towards your ear, “Someone is so needy tonight.”

“Do you want me to beg again?” You asked huskily as you took his length into your hand, moving it up and down.

You heard Taron moan into your ear as you took him into your hand. His hand reached down to his boxers and took them off which made you pump him a little faster. 

“If you do that any faster, there’s going to be a big mess sooner than expected.” He moaned through gritted teeth.

“Well then, give me what I crave!”

At that demand, his hand took over yours and he slowly inserted himself inside of you. You gasped at the feeling and grabbed at the sheets. Your hips rose up to give Taron better access.

“Oh y/n, you feel so good,” He moaned through thrusts.

“Taron, please go faster.”

At that request he smiled and started to move faster. Your hips instinctively started to match his rhythm and your hand started to move lower although Taron’s hand beat yours to its destination.

“Is this what you wanted?” He whispered as his lips found yours and his fingers started to circle your clit. 

You moaned against his lips and moved your hands to his arse so he could get in deeper. His thrusts started to slow down so you knew that he was close. He moved his fingers faster over your clit so you would reach your climax as well.

“Holy shit Taron, I’m close!” 

“Come with me babe!” At that his thrusts started to become faster. Your walls started to close in around him.”

“Oh Taron!” “Y/n!”

You both reached your climaxes together.

Taron gently put his weight on you and kissed you tenderly.

“I needed that after today.” You sighed, very satisfied.

“I’m glad I was the one who could help you.”

You lent up on your elbows and kissed Taron.

“Do you think the water in the bath is still warm?” Taron asked as he rolled to the side. “You didn’t get to finish your bath after all.”

“If it isn’t, we can always run another one.”

Taron kissed you and went to check the water. Much to his dismay it was cold so he let out the old water and ran a new bath. 

You both spent the rest of the night in the bath and then in each others arms.

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[mugglebornheadcanon]

2107. Muggleborns enchanting their own ceilings at home to mimic the ceiling in the Great Hall, and looking at it when they miss school and their friends.

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[spidey-babe-parker]

Faded Love

Featuring: Jack Kline

Summary: You can’t help but fear what will happen if Jack’s soul slips away.

Warnings: angst, spoilers for season 14.

WC: 417

AN: Day 28 of my 30 days of writing challenge. This takes place right after season 14 episode 15.

His soul was slipping away and you knew it. Laying in your bed your mind only thought of Jack. You had already suffered through him dying once, you weren’t sure if you could deal with him slipping away with no soul.

He’s laying in bed next to you. Sound asleep with his back to you. Before you went to bed Dean had told you about their trip to see Donatello. Jack tried his hardest to act as if nothing was different but you weren’t sure.

The only sign that he was concerned his soul was slipping away was that he wasn’t sure if he knew what nothing felt like.

Slowly moving forward you press your lips gently to his bare shoulder. Deep down in your heart you felt as if your time with Jack was limited and that broke your heart. You wouldn’t let Jack know about your fears though. You tried to remain positive around him. The whole time when he was sick and dying you refused to treat him like he was dying. He didn’t want you to act like he was dying. So now when everyone was worried about him losing his soul you tired to act like nothing had changed.

The problem was that everything was changing. You knew when his soul was fully gone he wasn’t going to love you anymore. That was hard enough to think about.

Pulling your lips away from his soft skin he looked over his shoulder at you with sleepy eyes.

“What’s wrong?” he asked completely unaware that you can’t sleep because you’re so worried about him.

“I drank coffee too late and I’m just having a hard time sleeping,” you lie.

“Roll over,” he says softly as he moves to lay on his back.

Laying on your side you close your eyes. He scoots his body close to yours holding you close. You hope that things can stay this way forever with him, but unfortunately that’s not the case. You try to tell yourself that you love him so much that when he doesn’t know what love feels like it will be okay, but that’s not true. When he finally stops loving you it’s going to break you.

“I love you,” he says with his lips against your ear.

“I love you too. I always will,” you say as tear slides down your cheek.

You fall asleep with holding your. You say a little prayer hoping somehow Jack’s soul won’t fully fade away.

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[bluesfortheredj]

Hold My Hand – Smutty Wednesday.

Taron’s hand makes its way down from your shoulder to your waist, then goes up and over your hip, and eventually comes to a stop on your thigh. You smile to yourself as you lay on your side with your back towards him, and start to bite your lip when his fingers move around to your front and start to walk themselves back up your body. This was the best way to wake up on a Sunday, and even though the inevitable dread of work the next day would soon be looming over you both, it was fast becoming your favourite day of the week.

“Morning,” Taron whispers as he leans over your ear, “how’s my favourite person feeling today?”

“Hmm,” you hum happily at the feel of his warm breath on your neck, “good. Really good. And you?”

“Great,” he smiles, pressing his crotch against your back side so you could feel his excitement, “I had this dream...” he trails off and moves back a little, so you roll onto your back to look up at him as he reminisces.

“Go on...” you encourage as he closes his eyes and grins to himself.

“Well, you were in it. We were at some hotel somewhere, I didn’t recognise it, but it was some lavishly decorated room, and you were laying on this bed with silk sheets encapsulating your body...” he pauses for a moment as he shifts his hips, remembering every detail of what went on in his head last night, “so naturally, I slipped these sheets away from you to reveal your soaking wet-”

“Taron!” you giggle, “did you really dream this?”

“Swear down, this was genuinely my dream last night. Okay, so to sum it up, I ate you like you were my last meal and then may have woken up dribbling a little bit.”

“Well, my dream was shit compared to that,” you chuckle.

“Thing is, though, I really wanna relive it...” he says, wiggling his eyebrows up and down as you look at him with a slightly nervous expression. His fingers tap on your stomach, then walk down to the waistband of your pyjamas, but you place a hand on his to stop him.

“Think I need some breakfast before any of that,” you giggle anxiously.

“I was hoping you would be my breakfast,” he winks.

You can feel excitement already coating your walls at the thought, but the self conscious voice that always reared its ugly head steps in to remind you that if he saw everything down there, it would put him off completely. Somehow, you’d managed to go through your relationship with him only ever having sex in low light or complete darkness, and you didn’t plan on ending that streak any time soon, for fear that he’d be repulsed at what he saw.

“Well, I need a cup of tea!” you announce, rolling over to get out of bed. Taron’s hand starts to slip from your waist, but he grabs on to your side before you can completely abandon him.

“Let me pleasure you first, then I promise I’ll make you as many cups of tea as you want. This morning is all about you,” he says seductively, and your thighs tense up as your juices continue to flow.

“How about tonight?” you suggest.

“When it’s completely pitch black outside and you can turn all the lights off in here, you mean?” Taron replies, and you turn to look at him with a guilty expression.

“That obvious, huh?”

“Yep. That obvious.”

“Sorry,” you pout.

“Don’t be sorry, just tell me what I can do to make you feel comfortable. And don’t say get a blackout blind...” he smirks. You sit up against the headboard, getting your legs back under the covers, and he sits up next to you, ready to listen.

“I don’t know,” you sigh, “I just don’t like most of this,” you explain, gesturing to your whole body, “so I don’t want you to see what’s really going on under my clothes, because it’ll put you off forever.”

Taron scoffs at your comments, then shakes his head sternly as places a hand on your cheek and directs your gaze to his face.

“Well, I happen to love all of this,” he says, gesturing with his free hand to your body, “and I want to see all of this, because I already love every inch of it.”

“I don’t know...”

“Listen, I already said this morning is all about you, and I mean it,” he says, “let me do this for you, I want to make you feel good, but if you feel uncomfortable at any point, I’ll stop, okay?”

His words almost make you moan already, and as soon as you give him a shy nod, he’s throwing the duvet off of you both, making it land in a crumpled heap on the floor. You giggle at his enthusiasm, and he’s tugging your pyjama bottoms down with haste after kneeling down by your feet. You lift your hips from the bed to help him, and he discards them on top of the duvet along with his own joggers.

“See? I’m more naked than you now, you have nothing to worry about. Do you want to keep your top on?” he asks, and you look down at your buttoned up night shirt.

“I wouldn’t mind undoing it, but I’ll keep it on,” you reply, your fingers reaching for the buttons.

“Ah, let me,” he grins, and moves up the bed to slowly pop open each button, licking his lips in satisfaction when he undoes the last one, “rest your arms on the bed,” he instructs. You do as he says, then he goes back down to your legs, holding your ankles as he pushes your legs up so your knees are bent, then gently pushes your legs apart so he can settle himself in between them. He groans in pleasure as he sees everything clearly for the first time, and his tongue wets his lips in preparation.

“You’re so beautiful,” he says, his eyes not leaving the view between your legs. You smile as a blush creeps up your cheeks, then watch as he dips his head down and his tongue makes first contact with your folds. The feel of his soft, wet tongue against you sends a shiver up your body, and you instinctively close your eyes as he licks up to your clit.

“Oh!” you moan, and he smiles as his eyes look up to your face. His hands move from your legs up the bed to your waiting hands, and your fingers interlink as he continues to lap at you. He was making you feel completely at ease with showing so much of your body, and the gratification he was already giving you was out of this world, so there was no way you were even entertaining the thought of stopping him.

“You’re amazing,” he says between licks, “god, you taste so sweet.”

The compliments kept coming between his tongue diving inside you and moving in and out of your core to it flicking over your clit and spreading your excitement up your folds, and it was making you dizzy with pleasure. Your grip on his hands tightens as your breathing now stutters into pants, and you start to move your hips up and down a little to add a bit more friction.

“Ride my tongue,” he encourages, “you’re so gorgeous.”

“Taron,” you exhale as you get closer and closer to release.

“I know,” he replies, now grazing his teeth against your swollen nub. Your body jolts with the sensation, and you moan as you almost let go there and then. He alternates between licking and sucking, then with a few more flicks of the tongue, you’re coming undone as his tongue extends inside you to taste your arousal. He lift his head to see your chest rising and falling quickly, then without breaking the hold he has on your hands, he crawls up your body and pins your hands either side of your head as he hovers over you, waiting for your eyes to open. When they do, you notice his glistening mouth, his lips red and puffy, but a smug smile gracing them, and you lean up to kiss him, your excitement spreading around your own lips now. He pushes his tongue inside your mouth so you can taste yourself, and you smile into the kiss.

“Fuck,” he says, pulling back, “that was insanely hot.”

“You’re telling me,” you giggle, wiggling your legs on the bed excitedly.

Request: I’ve got a smutty(& fluff?)Taron request for you! The reader & Taron have had sex before, but he’s never gone down on her because she’s self conscious about how she looks especially down there(before they’ve only hooked up in the dark)so she’s nervous for him to see her & after denying his asks a few times she finally has to tell him why she refuses to let him but he tells her she has nothing to worry about so it’s really sweet when it finally happens like Taron holds her hands & reassures her

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Smutty Wednesday: A Taste of Taron

Happy Valentines Day, beautiful people! ❤❤❤ Hope you enjoy! 😉

Word Count: 1075

Rating: Smutty mc smut smut

I couldn’t believe Taron was sitting right across from me. Every time our gazes met, I would cross my legs and move stray strands of  hair. A nervous habit. The night wore on at our mutual friend’s home. I wanted to take a chance but I didn’t want to come on too strong. My heart skipped a beat every time he spoke. I loved the sound of his melodic accent. Every word felt fresh. I tilted my head to the side and studied his lips. His mannerisms were adorable and I continued to daydream... fantasizing about what I’d love to do to him... “So how did you feel about the show, Y/N?”

Oh no, I'm certain that question was for me. “It was brilliant. You...were brilliant.” “I’m flattered, darling. Really, I am. But we were talking about Bodyguard…” I facepalmed. “Of course! Sorry, I'm distracted. My mistake." “I can see that.” He beamed. “It’s fine!” I was beyond embarrassed and excused myself from the table. As I walked away, I felt like all eyes were on me. I went inside the bathroom and stared at the mirror. I paced back and forth. Wow, you already blew it! Good job! A deep sigh escaped my lips as I inspected the quality of my makeup. When I opened the door, there he was. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded. I gasped. “I didn’t mean to alarm you. Just wanted to make sure you were okay. You left in a hurry.” “I’m okay. I'm a little ashamed at zoning out. Nothing new for me.” “Don’t be.” He gestured for me to move in closer. I did. “I couldn’t help but to overhear you… but you didn’t blow your chances. Honestly, I could barely keep my eyes off of you…I noticed a certain look in your eyes...” We were close enough for me to smell his cologne. Being this close was overwhelming my senses. He caressed my bare shoulder. The sudden warmth of his fingertips drove me over the edge. “Can I kiss you?” He asked. His eyes seemed hungry for much more. I nodded and our lips locked. We lost ourselves in the throes of passion. My hands ran through his soft tuft of hair and I felt a strong grip my bottom. He released and led me to the nearest empty room. It was dark and only illuminated by the neighbor’s lights. This was happening so fast. Taron took control. He turned me around and made me lay down on my stomach. I heard the clink of his buckle unfasten. I lifted up my dress and he yanked down my panties. They made it to my knees. When he pressed inside, I moaned but placed a hand over my mouth to muffle the sound. “That’s it. Be a good girl. Take it.” He growled underneath his breath.. He owned my body. He could use it how he wanted to. This was thrilling. Our friends were only a few rooms away. He leaned forward and snatched a fistful of my hair. He was getting rougher and rougher. I couldn’t get enough of it. He thrusted faster and his breathing quickened. I grabbed the nearest pillow and moaned loudly into it. I tightened myself around him as he slipped in and out...deeper and deeper. He was getting ready to come and I was almost out of breath. My eyes rolled back. The bed’s squeaking moved even more rapidly. I noticed the headboard rocked to and fro.He suddenly pulled out and a warm jet of cum landed on the back of my thigh. He collapsed next to me. We both laid next to each with our chests heaving. I focused on the distant voices in the background. No one seemed to noticed we were absent for a few minutes. What’s a few more? I decided to make a bold move. I climbed over and grabbed his slick member. The sudden sensation shocked Taron. I wrapped my mouth around it. “We have to stop… what if someone walks in…ohhh yes.” His inquiries dissolved into groans. The slurping, wet sounds turned me on. I massaged my clit. His hand gently held the back of my head. I deep throated and bobbed up and down. My tongue swirled all over In my peripherals, I noticed his mouth agape and eyes shut. When he came, I swallowed every last drop and fell back. “Okay. Now we definitely have to get out here.” He laughed quietly. “Agreed.” I nodded and grabbed his unlocked phone. “Let’s continue this rendezvous another time.” I proceeded to type in my number as he struggled to get his pants on. “I would love to.” He reached over to slide his hand between my legs. I yanked his hand away. “What if somebody walks in?” I mimicked his accent. He chuckled and shook his head, “Now you care about someone walking in?” I offered him a devilish grin and pulled my panties up. Teasing him is too much fun. “Next time.” I walked over and cracked open the door. The sudden brightness of the hallway made me squint. I tiptoed to the bathroom to clean up. Once inside,  the adrenaline took over. Holy fuck. That happened. Gotta play it cool. I took a deep breath and made my way back to the gathering. Taron was already seated. I noticed his hair was still tousled from my hands running through it. His cheeks were flushed. I smiled to myself knowing that I’m responsible for this state. Our friend asked, “So what happened with you two? You were away for a little bit.” We both looked at each other trying to decide to who would respond with a quick lie. “W-well, Y/N seemed upset and I went to make sure the lovely lady was well.” “How gallant of you, mate!” He glanced at us both. The suggestive tone in his voice was a tad revealing. Did he hear us? I didn't think we were loud at all. “That’s me. Always the gentleman.” “I couldn’t agree anymore.” I chimed in. Our friend turned his attention elsewhere. He winked and sent me a text. “Lovely Lady, would you be so kind and allow me taste your pussy this evening?” I responded. “Gallant gentleman, I’d love nothing more. If only you could get underneath this table and get a sample?” Taron’s eyes widened. He cleared his throat after reading my dirty little message This was going to be a fun night.

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[alreadymissings]

A few posts ago I noticed u said something about a book called lock & key?? Is it the one by Sarah Dessen??

No it’s the calum au I’m writing called lock & key!

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New Car - Smutty Wednesday

Sorry about the roughness guys! I've been really busy and just threw this together!

Today was the day you got to pick up your new car! You couldn't wait to show it off. Your first stop was to go pick up your boyfriend from his movie set. He knew you were thinking about getting one but he didn't know you actually got one.

You pulled up out the front of the lot and there Taron was, waiting out front. He looked over the car and didn't realise that it was you driving until you put your window down.

"Hey good looking! Need a ride?!"

Taron poked his head inside and looked around inside the car.

"This is your car?" He asked.

"It surely is! Get in and I can take you for a spin!"

Taron laughed and got in.

As you were driving along, with your music pumping you felt Taron's hand on your thigh. You looked down at his hand, then at his face. You saw a glint in his eyes.

"Taron whatever it is that you're thinking we can not do it! I mean it. I'm driving!"

Taron couldn't help himself. He just had to touch you. He didn't care if you were driving. His hand slowly made it's way up your thigh, to your core. He felt you flinch under his touch.

"Just concentrate on the driving babe and I'll keep doing what I'm doing."

You looked over at Taron surprised, "How can I concentrate when your hand is where it is?!"

Taron lent over and kissed your neck, "Y/n, I know you're an excellent driver and I know something like this," his hand found it's way into your jeans, "can not distract you."

Oh but how he was wrong! A moan escaped your lips and your foot hit the break. Lucky there was no one behind you or to be found around you. You pulled the car over to the side of the road, put into park and turned off the ignition. You were stradeling him as soon as the ignition was off.

"Why did you have to go that far? You couldn't have waited until we got home?" You asked slowly grinding yourself against his growing length.

"I haven't seen you all day and you know I can't keep my hands off you when I'm near you!" Came his answer before he claimed your lips.

You were starting to feel the heat so you briefly stopped the kiss so you could take off your shirt.

"This is new!"

You looked down at your bra. You'd forgotten that you had bought new lingerie.

"Oh this! It's just something I threw on." You climbed over onto the back seat and slowly started to take your jeans off so you could show Taron the matching panties.

It wasn't long and Taron was with you in the back seat, running his hands up your body.

"You do know how sexy I think you are?" Came his husky voice as his hand found your centre. "Oh look at that! Already so wet!"

"Taron let's christen the back seat already!" Your voice came out more frustrated than you intended.

"You don't have to tell me twice!" In a matter of seconds, Taron's clothes were off just leaving his boxers.

You sat up and started running your hands over his body, eventually stopping at the elastic to his boxers. Before you did anything, you took off your bra and panties so you were sitting in front of Taron completely naked. You heard the moan he let out at the sight of you, then your hand was in his boxers. He hissed at the contact of your hand against his length.

You gave him a cheeky smile and slowly started to move your hand up and down before slowly taking his boxers off. Taron loved it when you started to take control and you were in control.

Your lips came into contact with his tip as you lightly kissed it. His head went back at the feeling. Then you took all of his length into your mouth.

"Y/n!" He breathed as his hands went into your hair.

At the sound of your name coming from his lips, you took him out of your mouth, straddled him and slowly put him inside of you. You both moaned in unison at the feeling.

Taron's hands moved up your body to cup your breasts and your hands closely followed so your hands were on top of his.

You started to grind against Taron harder.

"Y/n, you feel so good!"

You lent forward and took his lips against yours and kissed him passionately.

The next thing you knew, One of Taron's hands had moved from your breast and was making it's way down to your sensitive spot. Once it was there and his fingers had started to circle it, you broke the kiss, threw your head back and let out a loud moan.

With that, he sat up, moved his other hand from your breast and put it around so it was around your middle and started to move his hips faster.

You looked him in the eyes, put your arms around his neck and matched his rhythm.

You both were looking at each other as you could feel yourselves about to come undone.

"Taron I'm close."

"I am too y/n"

Taron's fingers started to move faster to bring you closer to the edge. Your hips moved faster to bring him closer to the edge. You started to feel the car rock underneath you with how fast you both were moving.

You threw your head back once again as you felt your climax. Soon after, Taron's climax hit.

As you came down from your high, you gently moved forward and kissed Taron on the lips.

"Well that was one way to christen your car." Taron exclaimed.

You couldn't help but laugh.

"What do you say about heading home and continuing the fun?!" Taron asked.

"Someone obviously didn't get their fill in the one sitting!"

Taron just laughed.

You both gathered up your clothes, got dressed and started back for home were the fun continued well into the night.

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[riphaerry]

i took some pain killer and it helped D: and my birthday is 30th march!

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