#fuck it babe we ballin

[alice-dont-break]

hahahah happy birthday to me here’s 7,000+ words of clubbing & filth

birthday | janthony smut

cw: a LOT of smut.

When Jasmine descended the stairs to the living room, her fiancé's eyes latched onto her like a magnet. Anthony stumbled to set down the celebratory bottle of champagne in his hand because he couldn't trust himself to hold on; his every fiber was captivated by her body in that dress. The dark red number clung tightly to her figure and accentuated the swell of her hips, but his eyes were stuck on the lacy bodice. The straps were thin and the neckline plunged all the way to her waist, allowing Anthony's eyes to see nearly everything they wanted. Nearly.

"Jas, holy shit, you look incredible," he breathed, shaking away the stars obstructing his vision.

Her perfectly painted lips curled into a soft smile as she strolled towards Anthony's arms. "Thanks baby," she smiled and casually pecked his cheek, "you look pretty hot yourself."

His hand found it's home on the small of her back, as she scanned the room and the various gold balloons and lettering wishing her a happy birthday. Their friends were on their way over for a few early drinks and private toasts before the surprise limousine Anthony hired would come to take them all to an exclusive Manhattan club.

"This looks lovely babe, I can't believe you planned this whole night for me," she smiled, nuzzling her head against his chest.

"Of course, love. I mean look at you... clearly you deserve a night fit for a queen." With a little smirk, he captured the giggle that tumbled from her lips in a kiss and cradled her flushed cheeks in his hands. He could have turned right then to take her back up the stairs and to the bedroom, but he knew he had to wait. He settled for a kiss, a deep kiss with his tongue earnestly teasing hers, until they were interrupted by a doorbell.

Friends continued to trickle in over the next hour as champagne and various mixed drinks were flowing. Andrew yelled out "yes bitch!" as Jasmine twirled to show off her dress, and Anthony couldn't help but notice the flush in Jasmine's cheeks and the weight that had clearly been lifted from her shoulders. She was feeling herself and feeling free, which is all he wanted for her tonight.

Emmy was the first to offer a toast to the birthday girl, followed quickly by everyone else in the room. It seemed everyone had silently agreed on the shared goal of making Jasmine tear up and getting everyone drunk off Dom Pérignon champagne, and they certainly succeeded. By the time Anthony finished off the final words, Jasmine was rubbing under eyes and shaking her head.

"I swear to god if y'all ruined my makeup I'll kill you, but that was the sweetest thing I've ever seen. Thank you guys so much for being with me and I love you all so fucking much! Now lets rip another shot and go to the club bitches!!!!!" She sealed her speech with a kiss to her fiancé's lips as all the friends surrounding them cheered and raised their glasses.

Anthony held her gaze for an extra second after their lips parted to soak up how uniquely beautiful she looks when she's this happy, then gathered the room's attention. "Alright alright, surprise y'all! There's a limousine out front to take us to the club and we've gotta VIP booth when we get there. We're ballin' out for real tonight homies," he shouted.

Jasmine looked at her man incredulously for a moment, before leaning forward to hold his waist and peck his lips again. "You're insane, baby," she laughed into his neck as he hugged her and rubbed up and down her back.

"Like I said Jas, fit for a queen."

After a quick shot of Don Julio had everyone buzzing, the crew climbed into the black stretch limousine waiting for them outside. The ride to the club was bustling, with the speakers cranked and alcohol lighting up everyone's laughter. Jasmine was seated between her girlfriends, and Anthony couldn't help but stare at her smiles and giggles until he felt an elbow in his ribs.

"You're absolutely whipped, bro," Daveed laughed.

"And you're not?" He quipped back. They looked over at Emmy's head lolled on Jasmine's shoulder as they both laughed at something on her phone, and realized they were in the same boat. Their girls had them under a spell tonight. When they arrived, the girls strut upstairs on their high heels, giggling as a bouncer pulled back a red rope to welcome them into their private area for the evening.

After a quick photo shoot, everyone relented to the pull of the booming music and followed Jasmine to the dance floor. The DJ must have sensed the energy shift because as soon as Jasmine and Emmy's glasses clinked in the spot they claimed on the floor, Beyoncé's Formation rang through the dark hall. All the girls were thrust into their element as they bounced to the intoxicating beat that pulsed through them. After a few songs Jasmine met the bottom of her glass and looked around for Anthony. She teetered over to him and rested with her hand against his chest and her head on his shoulder. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple and smiled against her glistening skin. "Hi baby, you good?"

"So good, Ant. Let's get another drink!" She cried out, tapping him eagerly.

He saw the familiar loll of her head when she was creeping from tipsy to drunk and moved his hands to steady her waist. "Give me a dance first, hm?" He asked slyly, taking her empty glass and setting it beside his own on the counter nearby.

Grinning as Doja Cat egged her on even further, Jasmine agreed and placed her hands over his before spinning around under his hold. He reached around to peck her cheek then tightened his grip on her sides to guide her hips back to his. Her ass in this dress had been a marvel to ogle all evening, but now that it was giving him a first taste of the friction he'd been craving, it was even more mesmerizing.

She loved watching him fall under her spell, and all night she'd been dropping lower or rolling harder every time she caught him staring. Now that she had the chance, she was ready to really drive him to his edge. She felt the hot breath on her neck becoming ragged, and smirked as he tried in vain to bury the sounds of his eagerness into her neck. Wanting to see him lose control, she rolled her hips against the bulge she felt growing.

"Jas..." he groaned, matching her movement and holding her hipbones to pull her back harder.

Her grinding stayed below the beat of the music that captured them in their own little bubble. It was slow and sensuous and the kisses to the crook of her neck only encouraged her more. His hands lowered to the top her thighs as her's reached back to tug at his curls and secure him to her back. The constraint in his jeans was started to ache, so he spun her around to ease the friction.

His hands firmly gripped her waist as he taunted her lips with his own, leaving just an inch of space between them. Jasmine tilted her chin as she yearned for a kiss, but was met only with a smirk and a knee between her legs to push her back towards the nearby countertop. When her back met the edge, he found her lips and trapped them between his own while rolling his hips against her. Before things escalated any further,  Jasmine was reminded of her initial goal by Andrew's distant cry for shots.  When he found the compromising position Anthony held her in, he smirked and cocked his eyebrow. Before Jasmine could protest whatever mischief he was surely conjuring up, he clapped his hands and grabbed their nearby friends. "Alright bitches, body shots!" he cheered.

Jasmine's jaw dropped before softening into a laugh, while Anthony buried his flushing face into her neck. When he pulled back, he winked and placed his hands on her ribs to lift her onto the counter. She barely noticed the little crowd of their friends that had formed around them, as all she could do was wantonly observe Anthony's every move for hints at what would come next. She only realized Andrew and Daveed were right next to her when the supplies for the shots seemingly appeared in Anthony's hands.With one hand cradling her upper back he used the other to press against her chest, laying her down on the table ready to be devoured.

After licking a long, slow stripe up her neck that sent shivers right to her core, Anthony generously sprinkled the salt shaker onto her wet and exposed skin. Her eyes were narrowed and darkened, watching as his thumb traced across her bottom lip before setting the lime wedge between her teeth. Daveed poured a shot of Don Julio 1942 and passed Anthony the amber-filled glass. Looking down at his girl, Anthony stepped between her legs and reached down to brush the hair out of her face, letting his fingertips just ghost across her cheekbone.

"Ready, babe?"

Jasmine replied with a seductive glance down her body then back to his eyes. Despite the lime in her mouth, her lips still curled into the slightest cheeky grin that made Anthony ravenous. Before his blood had time to rush south, he pushed the shot glass into her deep cleavage and dove his tongue to her neck. As he tasted the salt, the booming music and cheers from friends all melted away until all he could hear was the hitch of her breath. He greedily lapped at her skin until not a single grain remained, then ghosted his lips down the expanse of her décolletage until his face was pressed against her breasts. His mouth opened wide so his lips would just brush her soft skin before clasping around the glass and pulling up to suck down the musky liquid. Next he hovered back up to her eager smile and bit down on the lime while pressing his lips into her's. His hands trailed down her sides then wrapped under the arch of her back to pull her closer. When he couldn't handle the slightest separation of their mouths any longer, he pulled back with the lime between his teeth to spit it onto the floor, then dove back into lick the juice from her lips and then let her taste it. Their lips wrestled for a few moments, until the sounds of their surroundings came back to their own secluded reality, and Anthony pulled back with a smug look of accomplishment. Jasmine's cheeks were deeply flushed, but she feigned innocence as she sat up and ordered "my turn".

She stepped towards her fiance and rested her hands on his chest for just a moment before letting them slide down to undo the few remaining buttons of his shirt. Once it was hanging open she shoved him back by the chest so he was up against the counter where she had been just moments ago. His eyebrow cocked at her ferocity, but he complied and lay back while raking his fingers through his curls. Jasmine trailed a finger from Anthony's belt buckle up to his adam's apple to examine her options, then reached for the salt shaker. She stood between his thighs and leaned over to run her tongue across the cut ridges of his stomach, before adding the salt. She turned to Daveed for the lime wedge and set it between Anthony's lips, but paused before reaching back for the shot glass. With a hand roughly to the side of his head, she exposed his neck and licked his sweet spot before adding more salt. His lips fell open in surprise, and she just giggled. "What? I like a lot of salt."

Anthony rolled his eyes and watched as she sunk down to lick the salt from his abs. She looked up at him through her eyelashes as her tongue explored every crevice, then licked a long stripe up his chest, across his collarbone, and to the next patch of salt on his neck. Anthony winced as her lips brushed the spot that never failed to give him chills, then tensed as she sucked the tender skin between her teeth to nibble softly. Once she was sure a small bruise would remain, she pulled back to reach out for the shot glass. Once she'd downed it effortlessly, she turned to her final treat between his lips. She bit down on the wedge and let the sourness erase the tequila's burn on her tongue, before spitting it out so she could focus instead on her fiancé's taste. This time, as Jasmine's lips eagerly kneaded Anthony's, they remained oblivious to the friends jeering around them. As Anthony stood up, his hands fixed immediately to her hips as she led them back to the dance floor.

While their hips rocked in time, Jasmine's hands started to wander from his waist to his chest, feeling for the definition of his pectorals. When her fingertips grazed the coolness of his gold chain, they lingered and fiddled for a while until she wrapped her fingers around the links to tug him closer. Still toying with the jewelry, she looked up at him with doe eyes and smirked "kiss me". And finally, he did. His lips pressed to her's gently at first, as if they were each trying to memorize the sensation. When he pulled back, their eyes met and their noses bumped, lips relaxing into soft smiles before smashing together again with more fervor. Each kiss was a stronger signal of what they needed from the other, as hands raked down backs and hips shoved together. Anthony's grip was unyielding as he rolled his hips against her, ensuring she could feel exactly how he throbbed for her.

"Feels like you have a problem baby," she whispered seductively, letting her lips brush the shell of his ear. "Something I can help with?"

He reached down to grasp handfuls of her ass, pulling her in tighter. "Babe you're just adding fuel to the fire," he laughed, his tone sultry and patient.

"So let me help," she pleaded, "let's go to the bathroom. No one will notice if my knees are a little bruised." Her doe eyes conveyed such innocence that Anthony had a hard time bridging the dissonance with her dirty words.

"You're not sucking me off in the bathroom, babe. Absolutely not." He pinched her chin and tilted it away, so he could press soft kisses to her cheeks. His hands were still kneading her ass with no care left for who could see.

"Why not!" Jasmine whined, craning her neck to hint that she wanted him at her pulse point.

He ignored her signals for the time being and focused on his sweet and tame kisses, before ghosting his lips over to her ear. "Because my love, tonight is about you. And when I get you how I want you, I want you to be so desperate that you're begging for it." He punctuated his words by tugging at her ear lobe with his teeth, feeling how his breath sent shivers and melted her deeper into his embrace.

Those words along with the darkened eyes piercing through her own had sent Jasmine reeling. She tried shuffling her legs around his so she could get some friction on his thigh, but he held her firm. "Ant, take me home, please... can't wait for you any longer."

Anthony waited for a second to watch the desperation fill her eyes, then leaned in to nip her puffy lips. "Let's say goodbye to everyone," he agreed. Before releasing his grip he shoved his knee between her legs, letting his thigh press into her apex. He couldn't feel it through his pants and her dress, but he could just sense that she was absolutely soaked.

Saying goodbyes was a struggle, as Jasmine tried to force out every dirty thought and image racing through her brain while she hugged and thanked all her friends. She was pulled into conversation after conversation but nothing could capture her attention. Her biggest concern now was whether the slick coating her inner thighs would drip down to be visible below the hem of her dress.

She breathed a deep sigh of relief when Anthony came to pull her away from the girls as their car had arrived. As soon as they stumbled into the back seat, his hand was firmly placed on her thigh, as he reached to a cooler for a bottle of water. He unscrewed the cap and held it to her lips, and she rolled her eyes before reluctantly accepting a sip.

"I'm good, baby. Promise. Whoever decided to put garlic knots in the VIP area of clubs deserves an award for real," she smiled.

"Good," he mumbled back, "because I need you wide awake and attentive for everything I plan on doing to you tonight."

A flutter crept up from Jasmine's core to her chest as her eyes widened. Her hand jumped to hold the one Anthony had conveniently placed on her upper thigh. He resisted her subtle attempts to push it higher towards her hip while leaning down to kiss her cheek. His nose nudged her head to tilt it upward so he could trail his kisses down to her jaw, conveniently missing her lips until Jasmine pinched his chin between her thumb and index finger in protest. Anthony smirked at her defiance and took a moment to study her lips before taking them in his own for their first private kiss of the night. He wanted so badly to deepen the kiss, to nibble her lips until they were swollen, to trace each of her teeth with his tongue, and to explore every inch of her mouth, but he couldn't. He couldn't do half of the things he wanted to do in the cramped backseat of a car, and a kiss that intense would threaten the last of his resolve.

When the car pulled to a stop outside their home, they dragged each other hand in hand to get inside. Anthony fumbled with the keys as Jasmine used his pause as an opportunity rake her hands all over his chest and abs, pressing kisses to the back of his shoulders from behind.

As soon as they were inside and the front door slammed shut, Jasmine's back was pressed firmly against it. Anthony gathered both her wrists in his oversized grip and pinned them above her head as he affixed her to the door with his hips. She tilted up her chin and parted her lips, expectantly waiting for his, but instead felt the brush of his curls on her chin. His lust steered him first towards the cleavage that had been taunting him all night. He pressed soft, ghostly kisses down the neckline of her dress until he met the most supple exposed skin that he knew was mere centimeters from her nipple.

All night, Anthony eyes had been hungrily locked onto his girl. The way her hips swayed, her tantalizing and tame touches, every kiss that seemed to last an extra second as if to prove that she wanted more; it had all left Anthony feeling wanton and primal. Now that she was pinned down in his grasp, all his to devour, he was ready to savor every inch.

Jasmine wasn't oblivious to the effect she had on her fiancé all night, but she also wasn't immune to his advances. Each time another button on his shirt mysteriously came undone, and each time she caught him staring for a moment too long, she felt her ache for him growing and growing. Now that they were alone, she needed him every bit as much as he needed her. And though her movement was restrained by his grasp, she was arching her back hard to get just a little more of the touch that she so craved.

Finally the heat inside Anthony's chest took over and his mouth began to ravish Jasmine's breasts. The whimper that escaped her lips from the graze of his teeth was like a drug that only pushed him further. He pulled her skin between his lips to suck and nip small bruises while his free hand held her firmly in place. That hand slid higher and higher until he was tugging at the fabric of her dress to free more skin for him to mark up. "Fucking mine... so fucking sexy," he growled against her. Their moans were symphonic togther, and he couldn't help himself. He shoved a hand between her thighs, and felt a pulse through his cock when his fingertips found her panties damp.

"Just take it off," Jasmine rasped in response, with just as much lustful desperation dripping from her voice. "Take it all off."

With a sly smirk, Anthony spun her around to face the door, guided her hands up so she could balance herself, and tugged at the zipper of her dress. Every inch of skin revealed was met with a kiss until a trail led all the way down her spine. After sliding down the straps and letting the fabric pool around her ankles, Anthony stepped forward to enfold Jasmine's bare back and wrap his arms around her waist. She whined with her hands still on the door above her head and pressed back with her hips in search of any friction she could find. The warmth of his hands splayed across her stomach was tantalizing; she wanted his caress higher or lower or anywhere else that could soothe the growing ache between her thighs.

Keeping his hands static, Anthony nuzzled against the back of her shoulder's before sinking his teeth into the juncture of her neck. "Gonna take it slow, Jas... gonna make you feel so fucking incredible..."

She couldn't take the slow pace anymore, as another whimper tumbled from her lips. She spun, pressed her hands against his chest, and shoved him towards the hallway a few yards away. He stumbled back, bracing her wrists to keep balance until his back was met with a wall to lean on. Buttons were popped and fabric was yanked until Jasmine had free reign to kiss and lick the sweat from her fiancé's chest, abs and shoulders. A rough squeeze to her ass drove her forward to press flush against him. Her hips rocked into him as his arousal began to prod at her while her puffy lips teased his until they matched in a bright red hue. Hands tangled between them until Anthony was hopping out of his pant legs and letting Jasmine drag him to the bedroom. Every few steps featured a fleeting kiss until Anthony was pushed back onto the mattress and Jasmine was on him like a vice. Her knees captured his hips as he propped himself up on his elbows to reclaim her kiss. Their lips and tongues and teeth only parted to allow their escalating moans to escape while hands began to wander.

"Lay down," Anthony rasped, sitting up and tapping her hip. He reached for a pillow and once she was settled, leaned over to comb her hair back with his fingers and leave a chaste kiss on her lips and then forehead. Even that pulled a moan from her lips, so he knew he had her right where he wanted.

The softness of those kisses was fleeting as he straddled her hips and dove down to bury his face in her neck. His teeth grazed and nipped at her pulse point as he admired the purple bruises forming from his efforts earlier. Jasmine needed more, arching her back to bring her chest into his focus, but he wasn't ready to give in. He skimmed his hand up her side to land at her neck while he shifted the attention of his lips to her collarbones. His fingers and thumb squeezed at the sides of her throat to urge her to relent, and he continued marking the delicate skin of her collarbone. Once he was pleased with his artwork he ghosted his lips down to her breasts and immediately took her nipple between his lips.

Jasmine's nerve endings were fried from the teasing. The pressure on her throat, telling her who was in control, was already enough to have her slick dripping down her thighs, but the added warmth around her nipple unleashed a moan she hadn't even known she was holding in. Though her eyes were squeezed shut, her fingers easily found her fiancé's curls, tugging gently but holding him in place so he wouldn't stop.

Anthony had no intention of stopping. His lips held their seal around her nipple and sucked gently, before pulling back to blow and watch the bud harden for him. He smirked at her responsiveness and took it back in his mouth to suck with more intensity. Feeling the sting of Jasmine's clutch on his hair, he kissed across the valley of her breasts to nibble on her other peak. Her whines were so intoxicating that he could only stand to bite and suck for a few seconds before needing more.

With a final squeeze to her throat, his hands floated down her body along with his lips as a trail of kisses ended at her hips. Anthony massaged small circles with his thumbs down her thighs while he sucked a final mark into her hipbone, then slinked lower to settle between her thighs.

Anthony looked up through his eyelashes to find Jasmine's eyes piercing through him with her lip sucked between her teeth. Her hands were tightly clutching the sheets below her, desperate for anything to ground her as his touches had sent her spinning. "Are you okay with this, baby?" He asked huskily.

"Yes, fuck yes, Anthony fuck," she whined, rocking her hips to get him to hurry the fuck up.

After a little smirk, Anthony pressed a line of kisses across the lace hem of her panties, then down to the wet spot he found soaking through. Jasmine's cry out was muffled. She arched her back at the first bit of contact to her pussy, and bit down her lip hard as he tugged her panties down. When he pulled them down to her ankles and flung them aside, he pressed a soft kiss to her instep and looked up at her sternly.

"Don't - I want to hear you. I want to hear every sound, baby," he husked.

Jasmine nodded frantically as he found his place between her thighs once again, and let his warm breath wash over her bare pussy. He looked up one last time to soak up the desperation they'd built in one another all evening, then put the teasing to an end. Slowly and carefully, Anthony parted her folds by licking a long stripe between her lips and moaned at her sweetness. She followed orders and cried out loudly and breathily, her senses flooded as his warmth sent her reeling. He pulled back to lick his lips, savoring his first taste, then pressed a soft kiss to her clit. In this moment there was nothing more beautiful to him than the way her pussy swelled and dripped for him, and he couldn't help but adorn it with kisses, down her lips then back to her clit.

After what felt like years of teasing to Jasmine, he darted his tongue to flick her clit while he pried her thighs further apart. He used the access to delve deeper between her folds, circling around her entrance and then stuffing her full of his tongue. She moaned loudly, and wound her fingers into his curls as he probed deeper inside of her. His lips pressed down around her hole to gently suck as his tongue explored every wall. Jasmine's hips bucked up, and Anthony knew the tension of the evening was sending her first orgasm barreling towards them already. A whine escaped her lips as her pussy was empty once again, but Anthony left her hole with a kiss before returning to her clit. His tongue flattened over the now very swollen bud and lapped at it, occasionally letting his lips press down. He was making out with her clit as fervently as he could, and Jasmine was ready to let go.

"Ant, fuck, that feels so fucking good! I'm gonna cum Ant please don't stop, please..." Jasmine's words fell faster than she could comprehend them. Anthony happily obliged her pleas and started sucking harder while his finger sneakily pressed into her. The unexpected feeling of him probing her inner walls even deeper sent her over the edge. He felt her squeeze him harder, then grind against his face for just a moment before melting back into the mattress. "Ant I'm cumming fuck it feels so good, s-so good.. fuck" she whined, as he smiled against her. He slowed his movements as he felt the last aftershock slip away,  and crawled up to hover over her face.

Jasmine tilted her chin up to meet Anthony's lips for a kiss, and hummed as she tasted herself. He nibbled her bottom lip and then pulled back, just as he slipped a second finger inside her.

"Ant!" She shuddered, not having noticed he was still inside as every one of her nerves was in overdrive.

"Shhh, you okay?" Anthony purred, peppering kisses to the corner of her mouth.

Jasmine could only respond with a nod and a strangled moan, which was enough for Anthony to accelerate his thrusts. When his two fingers were fully sheathed inside her, he scissored and stretched her open while his lips found the sweet spot behind her ear. "Good, moan in my mouth while I finger you."

His thrusts grew harder and faster, as his lips glided back to her's. She was babbling under his kiss, her breath hitching each time his palm brushed over her clit. She was still tingling from her last orgasm, so this one was already building quickly in her core. Anthony hummed in response to each of her moans, their lips vibrating together in tune with her pleasure, until he felt her jerk upward. He felt the familiar squeeze of her walls holding him in place, and he began to press kisses along her now parted lips while pressing their foreheads together. "Cum for me, babe. So fucking beautiful when you cum... that's it baby," he cooed, slowing his thrusts to pull the last of her pleasure out.

Once Jasmine had gone fully limp beneath him, Anthony slowly pulled out and brought his fingers to his lips to taste her honey. They both moaned, and Jasmine started to grab at him. She needed him closer right now. His hand came to rest on her rib cage, while his lips pressed softly to her temple, then forehead. He nuzzled their cheeks together while rubbing small, soothing circles into her side, laying on his hip with her tightly tucked into his warmth. They relaxed for a moment while Jasmine caught her breath, but it wasn't long before she noticed his bulge prodding at her hip through his boxers.

"Ant, I want you," she mewled against his chest.

Sweeping away the hair that had slicked to her forehead, he studied her face with a little smile. "You ready, babe? Feeling good?"

"Feel perfect... just want you. Need you, Ant."

With a final peck to her temple, Anthony growled "perfect. Because I'm no where near done with you yet." He rolled off the bed for just a moment to pull off his boxers, then straddled her again to ensnare her lips in a hot, needy kiss. His tongue swirled around her's for just a moment until the fingers clawing down his back told him she couldn't wait any longer. He pulled back to position himself over her thighs.

A few pumps through his fist was all he needed to prepare, with his eyes glued to the way she was absolutely leaking for him. He brushed over her entrance with his tip, observing the quiver each time he bumped her clit and how her fists were straining to clutch the sheets even tighter. When he was perfectly aligned, he pried one of her hands away from the sheet and into his, pinning it above her head while he slowly stretched her open with the head of his cock.

Jasmine's skin prickled as she felt herself opening up for him, their bodies melding into one. Her neck tensed as she needed to writhe but she couldn't bear to lose sight of Anthony's determined eyes. "Move," she groaned, "fuck me Ant, please!"

Anthony was calling on every ounce of willpower his brain could conjure. He wanted to yank her legs over his shoulders and rail her until he could see his bulge deep in her stomach, but he couldn't do that yet. He knew the ecstasy Jasmine felt when he fucked into her slowly, how she melted when she could feel every cautious thrust compelling her walls to stretch open and squeeze him tight. He'd fuck her slowly, ensuring his name would burn into her skin for weeks to come, and then he'd have his way with her.

So he did as she said, pressing into her slowly, but only an inch or two more before pulling back. His shallow thrusts had her eyes rolling back, her spine arching to feel any more of him that she could possible reach. Feeling her fiancé's careful ministrations had her trembling under his spell. The way he was flooding her senses with pleasure, giving each inch of her pussy all his attention, and letting her rapture rumble below the surface while only giving a fraction of what she begged for had her going feral.

He continued opening her up inch by inch until he was fully sheathed inside of her, grunting as he finally bottomed out. He rested there for a moment, and leaned down to cup Jasmine's cheeks and press their foreheads together. She tried to kiss him but her lips just quivered over his. She was barreling towards the edge and all she knew was how fucking good he felt inside her. He pulled out slowly until only his tip remained inside her, then pressed back in, regaining control of their kiss and swiping his tongue just inside her lips. Her groan was carnal for just a moment before it melted into a whimper, and Anthony felt her squeezing him like a vice. He repeated his deliberate movement again and again, refusing to build any speed, as she pulsed around him while dissolving into nothing but the pleasure across every inch of her skin and his name which tumbled from her lips over and over.

Just as soon as he felt her relax into the mattress, her hips began to slowly rut against his. "Ready, princess?" He cooed, his thumbs brushing away the beads of sweat across her forehead while he gently scratched her scalp.

"Ant, fucking rail me, please," she begged darkly. Her pupils were blown and he massaged her lips with his own.

"You sure, babe? You're okay?" He whispered as his she inhaled his words.

"Anthony, please," she whispered lusciously.

His eyes darkened as his cock pulsed deep inside her. He rolled his hips back slowly, drawing another whine from her lips that vibrated through his mouth, then snapped them forward. Before her howl had even met the air, his finger tips were imprinting deep into her shoulders to secure her against his thrusts. They rocked together, as his pants turned to grunts whenever he looked down to watch his cock disappearing inside her.

He flung her legs over his shoulders finally, hands coming back to her waist to pull her onto him tighter. His balls slapped crudely against her ass as she screamed at the new angle. The way Anthony's head nudged at her cervix with every thrust had shockwaves reverberating through them both, as they each had coils of pleasure tightening in their cores. He'd set an unforgiving pace, leaving no time for coherent thoughts. He only knew the feelings of her name on his lips and the silk she wrapped around him.

"Jas-Jasmine, I'm g-getting close, close," he panted, scanning down her body for signs of the same.

She was on fire. Every thrust was igniting something deeper and deeper inside her and all she wanted was his name burned into her body and soul for weeks and weeks to come. "Please, please, please," she begged, though she didn't know for what.

"G-gonna fill... gonna fill you up," he groaned, his rhythm beginning to falter as he felt everything but her voice cut to white noise. There was no more creaking of the bed and no more squeaking of the mattress. It was only Jasmine, and the electricity that sent him over the edge.

With a final heavy thrust, he buried himself deep and dropped to his elbows, his lips landing just over her's. The second she felt him painting her walls, coating her with everything she wanted, she felt her own vision shatter and she cried out with luxurious moans. They seemed to pulse as one, their juices blending together and coating their thighs, as they breathed one another's air between the laziest kisses.

They lay there for a while, chests heaving as Anthony's head flopped next to Jasmine's. Their bodies, their minds even, had fused into one, and they nuzzled their cheeks together to prevent the unbearable sensation of space between them.

Once anything outside their union came back to his existence, Anthony pulled out cautiously, hearing Jasmine whimper at the emptiness. He stood up on his knees to roll her onto her back with her head lolled back on a pillow, and she looked up eagerly awaiting a kiss. He chuckled and leaned down to give her what she yearned for, then pulled back to be instantly mesmerized by the sheen that coated every inch of her body and the drip down her thighs. He shifted downwards to kneel beside her legs, and watch his cum slowly leaking out of her folds. She seemed oblivious to where his attention had fallen until his two fingers were scooping at her inner thighs and slowly pressing back inside her. She gasped at the cool sensation over her electrified nerve endings, but sighed once he had her filled up once more. Anthony leaned down to kiss her lips once again.

"Don't want to waste any, hm? You okay?"

"Y-yes, babe... don't wanna waste... don't stop," she whined, as his finger pushed deeper inside of her. He gathered more of the paint that coated her inner thighs and delved slowly back inside, until he heard an undeniable moan escape her lips. He hovered over, resting on the pillow beside her with his fingers still deep inside. "You have one more in you, sweetheart?" He asked her silkily, brushing his lips over her temple.

"Mmph, yes, please Ant, just slow," she whimpered.

He pressed his grin against her flushed, sweaty cheek and slowly curled his fingers up inside her. All she had left were languid moans as she floated towards the edge of a final orgasm. When his thumb started tapping on her clit, she cried out, digging her nails into his back to hold him tightly against her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Ant I love you I love you," she stuttered, though her words sounded more like sobs because she was so overwhelmed by pleasure. His lips found every inch of her face as he tried to soothe her with his softest kisses, his fingers barely having to move to give her what she needed.

Finally, they both collapsed deeper into the mattress. Anthony was on his side with an arm lazily thrown over her waist, as she quivered every time she adjusted the placement of her thighs. His lips were still trying earnestly to soothe anything they could access, giving Jasmine shivers across her forehead where he managed to reach.

"Ant, I'm tired, can we sleep now?" Jasmine whined with her head rested in the crook of Anthony's neck, tracing featherlight circles around his chest.

"No babe, come on. I'll do it all for you I just don't want you to have a UTI on top of a hangover tomorrow. That's dangerous for us both," he smiled. He sat up slowly and scooted backward to lean against the headboard, momentarily ignoring Jasmine's grumbles as she adjusted to keep her head tucked under his.

Anthony stood up carefully, and stroked the back of her head to settle her as he carried her into the bathroom. She somehow mustered the energy to pee and wash her hands, but then stumbled back over to collapse against her love's chest. "Alright, alright, I've got you now," he chuckled, lifting her up from under her arms and setting her on the counter. "Just sit," he cooed, stepping between her legs and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I got you babe." After digging through the drawers for makeup wipes, he carefully cleansed and moisturized her face. When he finished, he gently cupped her jaw and grazed his thumb over the soft skin of her cheek. Even in her post-clubbing, post-fucking haze, she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever laid eyes on.

She nuzzled against his palm and let him bear her weight as he smirked. "Are you drunk drunk or sex drunk?"

"Mm just sex drunk," she smiled sleepily, "I think Emmy fed me garlic knots and made my last drink with water instead of vodka because she said she wanted me to remember when my insides got rearranged."

Anthony chuckled softly into her cheek before placing a kiss there, then wrapped his arms around her waist to lift her up. "Yeah babe, she may have mentioned that to me too." He slowly padded over to the bed, each step cautious to ensure he wasn't bouncing the very tired, very sore, and very sensitive woman hanging off his neck.

As soon as he set her down on the edge of the bed, she started to whine. "Baby don't leave," she said grabbing at his hand defiantly.

"You have goosebumps all over babe, let me grab us some shirts and boxers to sleep in and then I'll hold you all night long, okay?"

She frowned a little, then smiled up at him. "Your clothes, please."

"Of course, sweetheart."

He hurried to the dresser and back under her orders, and set the clothes beside her on the bed. He held up each shirt and pair of boxers and let her point at the ones she wanted before slipping it onto her. Once they were both dressed, Anthony pulled down the blankets and helped Jasmine lay down before crawling over her to nestle into her side. He pulled the covers up to their ears, though the protective arm they'd each thrown over the other's waist was giving them all the warmth they needed. They both lay on their sides, hands rubbing whatever little shapes they could manage on the other's back, while their foreheads pressed together.

"Happy birthday, my love," he whispered.

"Thank you baby, today was incredible," she sighed, letting her face relax into a soft smile as her eyelashes fluttered against his.

"You had a good time?" His thumb brushed a stray curl behind her ear so he could study her expression.

"Every day I can call you mine is a good time, but today was perfect."

With her delicate words, their lips found one another for one last kiss, before the exhaustion washed over them to bring an end to a day filled with love, lust, and everything Jasmine could have wished for on her birthday.

[hockeylvr59]

Morning || Jake Debrusk

Requested: [x] yes [ ] no

Authors Note: Prompted by a discussion with @grey-scale-girl and @livelovereadwrite​ in our group chat. It’s not super long but I think it’s enough to get your minds going. Again I can’t believe I’m writing about a bruin...that I’m writing smut about a bruin

Warnings: unprotected sex, lazy morning sex, giggly soft sex. 

Word Count: 1,583

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To say you weren’t a morning person was an understatement. When your alarm went off for work each morning you snoozed it at least twice before groaning as you finally pulled yourself out of bed. So it wasn’t a stretch that Saturdays and Sundays were your favorite days of the week. You were a firm believer that weekends were made for sleeping in and even though your boyfriend often protested, you insisted that the extra hours of beauty sleep were needed. 

By the time you had reached the point in your relationship where you’d moved in together, Jake was well aware of your habits and had grown accustomed to them. Now you didn’t even notice when he slid out of bed for a Saturday morning practice. Instead, you just rolled over, tugging his pillow closer to your chest as you snuggled deeper into the mattress. 

That was how Jake found you almost three hours later when he came home, his hair still damp from his shower. Though he knew that you could sleep half the day away if he let you, he was starving and wanted to take you out for lunch. So despite how cute you looked, he padded across the bedroom floor and leaned over the edge of the bed, his lips dropping to press kisses to your forehead. 

“Hey, babe...I’m back…” He murmured. Usually, by this late in the morning, you were fairly easy to stir, but today he received no reaction to his touch or voice. Brushing the hair off of your shoulder he sat down on the bed and gently tried to shove you, once again trying to pull you from sleep. This earned him a groan, but you snuggled back down under the blankets and twisted your head back into the pillow. 

More scattered kisses were pressed against your head and face as Jake attempted to wake you, but his efforts were fruitless. 

“C’mon babe...It’s almost noon.” Jake insisted. “It’s time to wake up.” A muffled huff met his ears and he shook his head at just how stubborn you could be when it came to getting out of bed. You weren’t generally stubborn in any other aspect of your life so his experience with that personality trait was limited. 

As his stomach growled, he reached up to tug the blankets off of you, his patience starting to wane. What his efforts revealed was your body, dressed in only a pair of panties and one of his t-shirts, sprawled out on your stomach. His shirt had ridden up to the curve of your breasts as you shifted through the night, and the curve of your back was left exposed. Jake’s eyes followed the expanse of skin down to where your underwear cradled your ass before dropping down to run along your thighs and the rest of your legs. 

The sight of you like this caused the blood in his brain to flood south and he groaned softly, adjusting himself in his sweats. He’d always thought you looked like a goddess, but seeing you spread out like this in the bed you shared heightened that sentiment. Reaching out, he trailed his fingers gently over the skin of your back and then down your thighs, skipping over your clothed ass. This time your body twitched under his touch and when he repeated the action, you shifted slightly. 

As his hand slid back up your body trailing over your side you let out a whimper. 

“Jake...stop that.” You mumbled, your scratchy morning voice causing a smile to spread across Jake’s face. 

“I’m not doing anything.” He whispered back, his hand sliding along your side again, causing you to flinch away. 

“Jake…” You grumbled his name as you attempted to slide away from him. Quickly, his hand moved to stop your body from going anywhere and the sound of his laugh filled your ears. 

“Maybe if someone wasn’t such a lazy butt, I wouldn’t have to tickle you.” He teased. 

“Fuck you.” You groaned. The mattress shifted under you as Jake settled himself over you on the bed and a gasp fell from your lips at the feeling of the weight of him against you. 

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Jake whispered, grinding against your lower back. “I thought I’d take you out for lunch but maybe we’ll just stay in after all.” He mused. “Such a tease all spread out for me like this.” He added, his hands pushing the shirt you were wearing up further so that almost all of your back was exposed to him. As his fingers carefully brushed your hair to the side, you felt his breath against your skin and you shuddered back against him. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” He asked, fingers sliding back down along your sides as he held himself above you. 

When you responded with another breathy moan, Jake’s mouth dropped to your skin, pressing kisses along your shoulder blades and down your spine. 

“Hmm, baby… you’d like to stay in bed all day? Let me use you for both of our pleasure?” 

You couldn’t help yourself as you let out a soft ‘yes’, your body responding to Jake’s touch and the sound of his voice. His weight left you for a moment as he shifted back onto his knees, his hands making quick work of the fabric of your panties. Though you wanted to complain about the torn fabric, all thoughts of it left your mind when Jake’s body returned to its position on top of yours, the heat of his bare chest meeting the cool skin of your back. In addition to shedding his shirt, it was clear that Jake had pushed his sweats low enough on his hips to free himself because you could feel his dick pressing against the crease of your ass. 

“Free ballin’ it today are we?” You chirped, your right hand sliding out from under you to reach back for Jake, your fingers tugging at his hair. 

“So what if I am?” He replied. His nose nuzzled along your spine as he ground against you once more and the hand that wasn’t supporting him slid down to grip at your waist. “You wet enough for me baby...don’t wanna hurt you..” He mumbled. Feeling you nod, he adjusted his hips, sliding into you from behind. 

“Jake….” You gasped feeling him stretch you out as his pelvis pressed against your ass. After a moment, he started thrusting against you, his hips moving shallowly and slowly. His low grunts echoed in your ear as he kept up the lazy pace. It was gentle, it was intimate, and it was ever so slowly pulling you closer and closer to climax. From his movements, it was clear that Jake was in no rush, instead just watching the way your bodies moved together as sunlight streamed through the windows. 

“Tilt your hips back for me.” Jake eventually directed and when you complied, the change in angle sent a spark straight to your core. Now on each lazy instroke, Jake hit exactly the right spot, and soon white light was flooding across your vision as you spasmed hard around him. 

A staggered curse spilled from Jake’s lips as his hips thrust twice more before stilling as his own orgasm hit. As you both struggled to steady your breathing, you felt Jake kiss along the back of your neck. As he gently slipped out of you, the sticky heat from your mixed fluids leaked onto your thighs and you whimpered at the combination of the loss of him while still feeling so full. 

Pulling back, Jake trailed kisses down your spine before flopping onto his back beside you, a wide grin on his face. 

“What?” You questioned, your head tilting to look at him as his eyes crinkled. 

“Nothing.” He mused. “Just thinking that maybe spending the day in bed isn’t the worst idea in the world.”  A giggle spilled from your throat and you shrugged. 

“I don’t know...I’m awake now…” You declared. “And someone mentioned something about taking me out for lunch…” 

Jake laughed as well before leaning in to kiss you, morning breath and all. 

“We can order food in.” He announced, fingers once again trailing over the bare skin of your back. 

“Oh is that right?” You ribbed, stretching your muscles out like a cat. 

“100% right.” Jake insisted. “Because I think it’s my turn to get what I want, and I want to get some food in our stomachs and then watch you ride me.” His eyes darkened as he spoke and you couldn’t help but whimper at the way he was looking at you. 

“Food first.” You agreed. “And then I’ll ride you for as long as you want me to before I have you fuck me against the shower wall…” 

Jake’s hand fell to your ass, slapping it, and you let out a shriek in response. 

“My girlfriend is a fucking minx.” He growled. “You’re lucky I’m starving or else you’d get it right now.” His threat was light but sent more waves of desire crashing through you. 

“Remember this the next time you complain about me wanting to spend a weekend in bed…” You joked, laughing as he pinned you against the mattress once more, kissing you until you were completely breathless. With the rest of the weekend ahead of you and a pro athlete boyfriend, you knew you were in for it and you absolutely couldn’t wait. 

[alwcys-with-you]

Task #14: A playlist that your character would actually listen to. (10 songs minimum.)

Sora’s:

Getting Better by the Beatles

I used to get mad at my school (No, I can't complain) The teachers who taught me weren't cool (No, I can't complain) You're holding me down Turning me round Filling me up with your rules

I've got to admit it's getting better (Better) A little better all the time (It can't get no worse) I have to admit it's getting better (Better) It's getting better Since you've been mine

Superhuman by NCT 127

Break the limit superhuman Face the truth in this moment babe Reveal and wake up my true self You saved my heart

Hope World by J-Hope

My name is my life (life) A hopeful vibe A positive rather than a negative type I live up to my name but ain't no price

Feel Special by Twice

You make me feel special No matter how the world brings me down Even when hurtful words stab me I smile again 'cause you’re there That’s what you do Again, I feel special One moment I feel like I’m nothing at all Like no one would notice if I were gone But then when I hear you calling me I feel loved, I feel so special

Glad You Came by The Wanted

The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts Is here and now My universe will never be the same I'm glad you came

Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson (ft. Bruno Mars)

I'm too hot (hot damn) Called a police and a fireman I'm too hot (hot damn) Make a dragon wanna retire man I'm too hot (hot damn) Say my name you know who I am I'm too hot (hot damn) And my band 'bout that money, break it down

Stay with Me by Sam Smith

Oh, won't you stay with me? 'Cause you're all I need This ain't love, it's clear to see But darling, stay with me

Cake by the Ocean by DNCE

Talk to me, baby I'm going blind from this sweet-sweet craving Whoa-oh Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean Walk for me, baby I'll be Diddy, you'll be Naomi, whoa-oh Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy Ah ya ya ya ya I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean

What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction

Baby, you light up my world like nobody else The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed But when you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell You don't know, oh, oh, you don't know you're beautiful If only you saw what I can see You'll understand why I want you so desperately Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe You don't know, you don't know you're beautiful That's what makes you beautiful

Dionysus by BTS

Drink it up (the pain of creation) One shot (the scolding of this era) Drink it up (Talking with myself) One shot (Okay now l’m ready fo the sho)

Drink, drink, drink, drink up my glass ay Everyone all, fall, fall into this crazy artist One drink (one shot), two drinks (two shots) Get drunk on art and say onghaeya

Roxas’s:

I’m not okay (I promise) by My Chemical Romance

What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems? (I'm not okay) I told you time and time again you sing the words but don't know what it means To be a joke and look Another line without a hook I held you close as we both shook for the last time Take a good hard look

I'm not okay I'm not okay I'm not okay You wear me out

Feel Good Inc. by The Gorillaz

Windmill, windmill for the land Turn forever hand in hand Take it all in on your stride It is ticking, falling down Love forever, love has freely Turned forever you and me Windmill, windmill for the land Is everybody in?

Punch by NCT 127

A rough round, I'm preparing for the next one 'Cause I'm the one who'll soak your parched soul Hope I can rise again as if every moment is new

Ayy, we ballin' (Ballin') We fight together (Together) That punch, throw it Run more and shout, baby My heart's passionate, yeah, yeah Ayy, we ballin' A fighter who'll change everything Come to my world Who are we? Baby Ayy, we ballin'

Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots

Wish we could turn back time, to the good old days When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out (Oh) Wish we could turn back time (oh), to the good old days (oh) When our momma sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out We're stressed out

Nowhere Man by the Beatles

He's a real nowhere man Sitting in his nowhere land Making all his nowhere plans for nobody Doesn't have a point of view Knows not where he's going to Isn't he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere man please listen You don't know what you're missing Nowhere man, the world is at your command

Icarus by Bastille

Living beyond your years Acting out all their fears You feel it in your chest

Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you

Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus's life, it has only just begun It's just begun

Love me Dead by Ludo

She moves through moonbeams slowly She knows just how to hold me And when her edges soften Her body is my coffin I know she drains me slowly She wears me down to bones in bed Must be the sign on my head That says, oh Love me dead! Love me dead!

This Body by The Dear Hunter

I've been stirred by something wretched, something weary But the sentiment is starting to seduce Oh my god.

This body's not a temple, it's a prison, yeah And every wall inside here is on fire, yeah But I can't say that I mind my body burning, yeah Cause this body's not a temple it's a prison, yeah.

I Don’t Care by Fall Out Boy

I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery

Learn to Fly by The Foo Fighters

I'm looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something help me burn out bright

I'm looking for a complication Looking 'cause I'm tired of trying Make my way back home When I learn to fly (high)

[retro-rezz-the-est]

Oooooo I have a prompt request!!! Can I have #21 with Roman please?! Or Drew! Either for babe! Thank you 😙

I decided to do Drew for this one. He fit more to me. Here ya go, hun! Hope you enjoy!

Prompt #21: “I’d love to have those thighs around my neck.” “Oh, so I can choke the life out of you? Good idea!”

(A/N: I’m not gonna write Drew’s accent in this one since I don’t know how to write a Scottish accent & I don’t want things to get too complicated. Sorry! Also filler again lol. And some personal opinions of mine about a certain female Superstar.)

Y/r/n = Your ring name

“And here is your winner, Y/r/n!”

Y/n felt her arm being raised in victory by the referee as Lilian Garcia’s voice rang out into the WWE Universe, solidifying her win against the infamous “Rowdy” Ronda Rousey. Everything seemed just a tad bit louder: the echoes of her theme in her ears, the cheers from the crowd, the rapid adrenaline-fueled beating of her heart. A sly grin rested on her face, her mind knowing that she had just beat one of the largest entities that plagued the Women’s Division.

She yanked her arm away, looking down at the battered and bruised woman in the center of the ring. Grabbing the mic from Lilian, she yelled, “Cut the music! Cut the damn music now!”

The loud blaring of her theme song abruptly stopped and she slowly circled around Ronda, a full-on smile plastered on her face. “Look, everyone! It’s the ‘Baddest Woman on the Planet’,” she said with a voice dripping with sarcasm, air-quoting with her fingers. The cheers of ‘Let’s go, Y/r/n!” and “Ronda sucks!” seemed to spur her actions further as she continued to laugh at and mock her downed opponent.

“You are nothing compared to me, Lousy Rousey. They didn’t want you in the UFC, and we certainly don’t want you in the WWE,” Y/n chided, leaning down in the face of the woman in question. “Hell, everything was going just fine here until you got here.”

Leaning in closer, she added, “I was supposed to be the face of this division. I was next in line for the title. I was the top threat. I was the woman.” She paused, pointing a sharp finger in the chest of Ronda. “Until lo and behold, you, of all people, show up and ruin everything I had.”

With that same hand, Y/n reached around Rousey’s head and pulled her body up by her neck, her anger shining clear in her eyes. “It’s cute how you think you’re so badass, love, when in reality, no one in this industry gives a damn about you,” she spoke in her ear, drawing a gasp from the former UFC fighter. She shoved her down hard and delivered a swift kick to her side, tossing the microphone aside.

“No wins!”

Kick.

“No friends!”

Another.

“No originality!”

Stomp.

“No more Ronda!”

That final statement ended with the once again fallen Superstar being on the receiving end of an elbow drop by her opponent, leaving her with even more bruises littering her body. A chuckle left Y/n’s body as she inspected the damage she had dealt and watched as Rousey struggled to get back on her feet.

As she started to make her way out of the ring, she paused and turned around, taking one last look at Ronda. She picked up the mic one last time, gestured to her challenger and said, “This, right here, is a message to all the women in the back. Not even the ‘best in the Women’s division’ could beat me. None of you are ready for me. Now, I’m coming after that championship next.”

She threw the now useless microphone down on the beaten body of her foe and made her way out of the squared circle, her music picking up from where she cut it off. The few boos from Rousey’s fans barely affected her as she made her way up the ramp. She turned around to face the crowd with a raise of her arms, strolling behind the curtain with the final chords of her theme playing.

“Whew,” she sighed, moving away from the curtain. “Finally dealt with that problem.” I should’ve busted up body some more. Fucking airhead. She stretched her arms over her head, hoping to loosen some of the kinks in her shoulders. Her body still buzzed with adrenaline as she suddenly collided into something hard.

Something hard and very…warm. It almost felt like a person.

“Slow down, love. I know my abs are great, but at least let me take you to dinner first.”

Oh fuck.

Y/n pushed herself away from the person and her gaze drifted upwards to see a smug grin on the face of one Drew McIntyre.

Why of all people did I have to bump into him?, she thought to herself, looking at the man in question with disgust.

“Why’re you in such a rush, darling?” Drew spoke (curse that deep Scottish accent of his), brushing his hair back with one of his large hands. His other hand reached towards her and around her waist to pull her closer, but she slapped it away before it could touch her.

“One, don’t call me that ever again,” she seethed, “and two, why do you even care?”

He chuckled deeply, staring back at her seductively. “Well, I was thinking…maybe after I win my tag match against Seth and Finn, I could somehow take you out tonight. You know, enjoy some time together?” He crossed his arms and leaned up against the wall, his entire form reeking of confidence.

“Abso-fucking-lutely not, McIntyre,” Y/n spoke as she heaved, trying not to throw up at all the bullcrap he’s currently spewing. “Last time I checked, I don’t date cocky fuckboys who bag and shag every female they see.”

Another laugh bursted its way from within Drew, shaking his body. “Aww, babe, I’m not cocky. I’m just confident. Confident enough that I’ll see you in my hotel room later tonight,” he claimed, moving forward to swipe a stray piece of hair away from the side of her face but she grabbed his wrist midway.

‘If you ever, ever try something like that again, I will not hesitate to break every finger on your fucking hand,” Y/n threatened, staring daggers into the Scottish wrestler. She dropped his hand and started to make her way around him. “I bet you never act like this whenever your ‘partner’ is around to save your-”

“Drew, my man! You ready for our tag match?”

Speak of the devil.

She groaned and facepalmed as Dolph made his way around the corner, spotting his 6’5 Superstar in the process. Knowing that this situation was getting worse and worse by the second, she quickly tried to make an escape.

“And on that note,” she added, “since you clearly don’t have anything useful to to say, I’m just going to go…” And with that, she slipped away from McIntyre and Ziggler, breathing a sigh of relief at the fact that she didn’t have to face him any longer.

Confused, Dolph looked back at his tag partner and asked, “What was that all about, man?”

“It was nothing. She was just throwing herself at me again, as usual. But I had to tell her to back off.”

Laughing to himself, Dolph whispered, “Yeah, I can see that. But, have you seen her? Y/n’s a total bombshell babe.” He started to watch as you walked off towards your locker room, whistling lowly as both he and Drew eyed your body.

“I’m not an idiot, Dolph,” the Scot replied. “I’ve taken notice, and I’ve already had more than a few thoughts about her. Like, damn. I’d love to have those thighs around my neck.”

Apparently, she wasn’t as far away as the two men thought. And she heard every word of their conversation.

The fuck did he just say?

She made a swift about-face to face both men directly in the eye. They both suddenly realized what just happened, and their cheeks started to heat up.

“Oh, so I can choke the life out of you? Good idea!” Y/n stated as she threw up both of her middle fingers at them, the last sentence laced with sarcasm. She then crossed both of her arms, huffed, and turned back around to march to her locker room.

“Welp,” Dolph said after a few moments of silence, “that happened.” The opening lyrics of Ziggler’s theme rang out backstage as both men made their way to and out of the curtain for their match, each of them still reeling after what had just occurred.

Tagging @the-goddess-queen-of-chaos @writing-reigns @littledeadrottinghood @melinatedmuse @sugasfatgf @nerdlife0612 @crossfitjesusinskinnyjeans @aj-mac21 @neversatisfiedgirl @evilangel84 @ballins-princess @caramara3

[mollydastoertchen]

Also since I think the question is quite funky you get a survival scenario: You and the five last OCs you designed (must be new, not old babes that got a polish/redesign/new form) crashland in the middle of nowhere last thing you remember seeing from above were miles and miles of a sheer endless forest and high mountaintops. You are surrounded by dense tall trees that reach so far in the sky that you can barely see the top of their crowns and there are so many that the light barely touches the ground. In the distance you hear the quiet murmuring of a stream, but curiously enough, this is the only thing you hear, no birdcalls, no rustling of little critters flitting around. It's definitely too quiet. You need to get out of these woods and try to find your way back to civilization. How much / how little is your crew and you fucked and would you make it alive out of the endless forest? How. (if you feel like it u could include scribbles of character reactions in there :D)

I really thought about including some sketches to illuminate better, buuuut my uncreative brain was too low to come up with anything nice xD

So here it goes! My most recent 5 OCs are: Nathan, Dezel, Willow, Chris and Tucker - my whole furry gang so to say.

And we'd be fucked.

First of all, none of the boys, and neither me have great survival abilities. Nathan can steal and sneak and thats about it. He knows how to live in a rough world, but he's not fit to really survive in the wilderness. Tucker is waaaay too clumsy to go hunting, Chris might be a bit of help but he would be a very anxious wreck in a scenario like that. Dezel is a smart cookie, he'd absolutely save our asses multiple times when the rest of us goes out to eat the dangerous berries. And Willow? Well, he's good at exploring stuff and he has a bachelor degree in physics and biology. Chances are he can help us out with a bit of the flora and fauna of the place. And me? Oh, I'd be ballin my eyes out like a toddler. I#m not physically healthy enough to survive such a scenario for sure. Maybe, if Willow would be so kind, he'd carry me everywhere so my feet and hip and back dont start to randomly explode.

But yeah. We'd kind of awkwardly and unprofessionally stumble around, probably get the idea to climb a tree and see if we can spot something from further up, and then go back to stumbling around. Chances are, the forest gets lit up, hoping that a forest fire attracts help. (Also I'd nearly die at that thought because of my severe phobia of open flames.)

Thanks for askin :') I need to make a survivalist OC now I think lol.

[theolacyfacility]

Fuck em we ballin spirit babe Raw

[alvertesongdiary]

Calvin Harris feat. Young Thug, Pharrel Williams & Ariana Grande - Heatstroke

[Intro: Young Thug] Won't you please Slow it down? I'm tryna talk to you, darlin' Tryna walk with you, darlin' Do you hear me? And no-no-no-no-nobody can stop it The love you got from me And every time, I look out at my seat today They chase, they flash they flash, yes [Verse 1: Young Thug] Tell me how you feel right now 'Cause all I wanna do is keep it real right now I'm tryna beat it up, Beat Pills right now Athletic in the sheets, I got skills right now Break bread with some red baby hair Ballin' in the club, Ace of Spades, yeah Pop that bitch and spray it like 'Raid' Yellow diamonds on you like a glass of lemonade QB, I'll throw it Teeth white, Newports I won't need, like shorts 80 thousand dollar Birkin bag in the Porsche I'm tryna fuck with you 'til we on life support I'll split it with you if we get half of Michael Jordan No toilet tissue, I shit on niggas 'cause life is short (facts) No passport to go with me, I had to get deported [Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Young Thug] Release, let go, and have a good time Have a good, have a good time, yeah Have a good, have a good time Release, let go, and have a good time Have a good, have a good time, yeah Have a good, have a good time [Refrain: Ariana Grande & Pharrell Williams] When you do things like this And you set me free How can anyone get tired? When you do things like this And you set me free I think I've just been inspired Oh babe [Verse 2: Young Thug] Jeffery! Brand new chapter of a real you She got every red bottom like a baboon Hunnid' bottles in the club, real one room Girl you gotta keep up with a boss move King of the jungle, tycoon Everybody thinking that's a cartoon We just wanna party, way back in the war room Do you want some? No I don't, son Tryna watch me ballin', do you want money? I'm just tryna turn up, tryna work something Shawty suck the dick good, she wanna fuck it first Hey mista, you a rat burn Good hair down her back Rich nigga, I like 'em ratchet Fuck it up, throw it back No shave, Brazilian wax [Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Young Thug] Release, let go, and have a good time Have a good, have a good time, yeah Have a good, have a good time Release, let go, and have a good time Have a good, have a good time, yeah Have a good, have a good time [Refrain: Ariana Grande & Pharrell Williams] When you do things like this And you set me free How can anyone get tired? When you do things like this And you set me free I think I've just been inspired When you do things like this And you set me free, boy How can anyone get tired? When you do things like this And you set me free I think I've just been inspired [Outro: Pharrell Williams & Ariana Grande] Hey, hey I could sweat like this all night Oh, heatstroke, oh I think you opened my eyes

07/04/2017

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Whatever You Need

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Whatever You Need

(feat. Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign)

[YG:] Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chris Brown (Ty Dolla $ign):] Girl, as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me Ooh baby, I don’t care what them people say I’m givin’ you whatever you want Girl, you know I can provide Whatever you need (Whatever you need, babe) Listen to your heart, baby

[Meek Mill:] Yeah, I’m the only young nigga who’s poppin’ that Got it jumpin’ out the heat there like who coppin’ that? New G Wagon got her braggin’, put a lock on that Niggas always hit her DM, she don’t holla back, woo, woo, copy that Cuffin’, I’ve been cuffin’ Chanel bags like it’s nothin’, and she love them Her last nigga, he was bluffin’, she said, “Fuck him” He let that go, I’m like, “He buggin’,” now she thuggin’ with a real one I’ve been ballin’ on you ’cause you smart and loyal All my homies know me best, they say I’m fallin’ for you And that box be slippery like tryna walk on oil And I’ll be there long as you there when I be callin’ for you, facts

[Chris Brown (Ty Dolla $ign):] Girl, as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me Ooh, baby I don’t care what them people say I’m givin’ you whatever you want Girl, you know I can provide Whatever you need (Whatever you need, babe) Listen to your heart, baby

[Meek Mill:] Yeah, you can get whatever you want, whatever you need Got a one way flight ’cause I ain’t lettin’ you leave We ain’t fuck first night, had me beggin’ you please But you love when I’m beggin’, you told me get on my knees And I ate it, we got faded You said, “Put some Tory Lanez on” and I played it In Philly, we say you the main joint and we save it Finally got a rich nigga, baby, you made it Long as you hold me down, you know that it’s goin’ down Be there when I turn around and I’ll turn your world around I had to tone it down ’cause you made me slow it down But I got you open now, so I’m ’bout to show you now, show you now

[Ty Dolla $ign:] What makes you think that I would try to run a game on you? Just as sure as my name is Dolla, I’ll be there for you and I’ll Treat you just like a queen and give you fine things You’ll never have to worry ’bout another in your place, so believe me when I say

[Chris Brown (Ty Dolla $ign):] Girl, as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me Ooh, baby I don’t care what them people say I’m givin’ you whatever you want Girl, you know I can provide Whatever you need (Whatever you need, babe) Listen to your heart, baby

Who is Meek Mill

Robert Rihmeek Williams, famous stage name Meek Mill, is an American rapper. Born in Philadelphia, the artist began his musical career with The Bloodhoundz. In 2008, hip-hop artist T.I. made the first entry.

[speaklovefreekc]

#speakingfreedom ・・・ Bitch we ballin and you didn't even know, I didn't know that I was runnin the show, but it makes sense cause my hustle stay on the go... Moded for greatness... "if I said I did..." I ain't braggin on knowing nobody's business, so I try to be low key in my moves... Fuck the fame, We on Drügs.. attitudes and mean mugs... no would've or could've it's already been done... 😍😜😘 Kisses 💋 word up I think I found my flow cranking "him"👤 the other day... but I don't want the spot light, let me shine from the inside... I wanna be Sitting in the studio working on some tracks babe, get my money right and I'm building a dope setup in the basement... Shit "Get Right..." and cut down some of the world's behind my house and build a separate place for that... Pour an additional driveway turn 9 cars into 15 real fast... Ideas unlimited... Pay my to think for you like the Government hire geniuses to work for them... I'm what they would L♡ve to have but I'm married to the mob ain't no turning back.... The rEVOLution has begun... 👌😎🔮💝💰🏆💸📚🌠🌟♐💯♐💫♨🎭💁👀🍍📝😍😜😘 Kisses 💋 2014-15 L♡ve M♡vements! New Heights, New Rules! #LoveMovement #faithworksbyLove #HybridLove #chemistry #LoveNeverFails #nothingcompares #muse #LoveofmyLife #LovingforaLiving #nomatterwhat #CommittedtoLove #LoveMoves #KingsandQueens #DestinedforGreatness #LifeofaWriter #LoveGang #MogulMindset #Love #LoveandInspire #DedicatedtoLove #DestinyMinded #ForeverYours #Gifted #benefits #BonnietoHisClyde #WellRounded #RideandLiveLove #FoundationStrong #GreatCommission

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Heatstroke

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Heatstroke

–Intro: Young Thug– Won’t you please Slow it down? I’m tryna talk to you, darlin’ Tryna walk with you, darlin’ Do you hear me? And no-no-no-no-nobody can stop it The love you got from me And every time, I look out at my seat today They chase, they flash they flash, yes

–Verse 1: Young Thug– Tell me how you feel right now ‘Cause all I wanna do is keep it real right now I’m tryna beat it up, Beat Pills right now Athletic in the sheets, I got skills right now Break bread with some red baby hair Ballin’ in the club, Ace of Spades, yeah Pop that bitch and spray it like ‘Raid’ Yellow diamonds on you like a glass of lemonade QB, I’ll throw it Teeth white, Newports I won’t need, like shorts 80 thousand dollar Birkin bag in the Porsche I’m tryna fuck with you ’til we on life support I’ll split it with you if we get half of Michael Jordan No toilet tissue, I shit on niggas ’cause life is short (facts) No passport to go with me, I had to get deported

–Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Young Thug– Release, let go, and have a good time Have a good, have a good time, yeah Have a good, have a good time Release, let go, and have a good time Let’s have a good, have a good time, yeah

–Refrain: Ariana Grande & Pharrell Williams– When you do things like this And you set me free How can anyone get tired? When you do things like this And you set me free I think I’ve just been inspired Oh babe

–Verse 2: Young Thug– Jeffery! Brand new chapter of a real you She got every red bottom like a baboon Hunnid’ bottles in the club, real one room Girl you gotta keep up with a boss move King of the jungle, tycoon Everybody thinking that’s a cartoon We just wanna party, way back in the war room Do you want some? No I don’t, son Tryna watch me ballin’, do you want money? I’m just tryna turn up, tryna work something Shawty suck the dick good, she wanna fuck it first Hey mista, you a rat burn Good hair down her back Rich nigga, I like ’em ratchet Fuck it up, throw it back No shave, Brazilian wax

–Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Young Thug– Release, let go, and have a good time Have a good, have a good time, yeah Have a good, have a good time Release, let go, and have a good time Have a good, have a good time, yeah Have a good, have a good time

–Refrain: Ariana Grande & Pharrell Williams– When you do things like this And you set me free How can anyone get tired? When you do things like this And you set me free I think I’ve just been inspired When you do things like this And you set me free, boy How can anyone get tired? When you do things like this And you set me free I think I’ve just been inspired

–Outro: Pharrell Williams & Ariana Grande– Hey, hey I could sweat like this all night Oh, heatstroke, oh I think you opened my eyes

[staylitmusic]

SAY NO MORE by DOJA CAT lyrics> [hook] Yeah yeah yeah Say what you want I get you there I turn you on Nevermind them They do the most I go Outta my way Say no more x2 [verse] Got you up in them feelins feel dem Poppin all them pill dem kill dem Know you needing some real dem real dem Caught a fishy I real dem real dem Eat it up lil papa gimme bear hugs If I pull up out in Paris then we air hug Cuz I look too sicknen gloss on glistnen Lemme know I’ll listen I’m all ears cuh If we dating I muah Swear if I catch a bitch hating I GRAH Make him go Ah Tell a bitch Nah Love you no Duh I heard they stories Why all of em SUCK Put the ice on it I don’t need a puck She off the goose so you know she won’t duck I’m off the juice but I don’t need to fuck babyBoy my masseuse so we keepin in touch He sprung boy I got you Love sick you don’t even needa a Choo Get you ballin on that hut two What bitch wanna know what What my babe n I been up to Secrets, we lit, I keep alla dem You took a dip now you fallen in 2 36 and I’m calling him swear that my baby been the shit I aint stalling him

[cockyxsugarxbarbiie-blog]

So just as I expected we got into a fight last night because he knows I have trouble sleeping with the TV on so finally at 5am I just go in the other room and watch TV because clearly I'm not gonna get any sleep so might as well watch something I want instead of this hillbilly ass wood cops show he watches so he's like "babe you can change the channel" Bitch I don't want the fuckin channel changed I want to go to sleep !!! I sucked your dick against my will (not against my will I just wasn't into it AT ALL I said no the first time but sometimes you just gotta suck his dick real quick and spit it out I'm the sink so they don't keep pestering you...That is my pet peeve guys act like animals when it comes to sex..I don't get why u want it when u know Im not into it) anyway I just gave him a quick BJ. Hes like " why are u going so fast" in my head I'm like "shut up and focus on getting this nut out" but I said something like "idk" so anyway after I left the room he threw the remote n got all mad asked why I've been a bitch lately and in the heat of the moment I couldn't get the words out to express how I was feeling without screaming at him or crying. So then he turns ALL the TVS off I'm like OMFG might as well keep the shit it it's all about what u want anyway. So he went in the other room and slept on the floor..With the TV on of course and I slept lovely...but before he went in the other room he played his self and was like "stop acting like this is about the TV being on when I know what it really is" (he ALAWAYS says shit like this 🙄 let me tell you he is a KNOW IT ALL TO THE MAX it's so annoying) so I just ignored him because he always thinks he "knows" something I'm just like STFU DICKHEAD so he said '' now that all the money's gone you have an attitude" 😒😒😒😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😥😥😥😥😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱🙊🙊🙊🙊🙊🙊🙊🙊 ahhhhhhhh Ctfu he's really feeling himself huh? Bitch even when u were working we didn't have no money to be ballin out and even if we did I still felt the same exact way when he had a job..that little ass bit of money ain't keeping no bitch around I'm here cuZ I love him nothing more nothing less that really erked me. Like get over yourself bro for real..I really wanted to just bust out laughing that's how hilarious that shit was...pussy when I use niggas for money 1. They actually have money but 2. I would never let myself fall in love. Idc how much or little money he has...He could be rich and if I felt this way I would STILL feel this way (well idk I'd probably just shop and fuck bitches all the Time so let me take that back) but if when I met him he was ''rich" I'd def be in this for a different reason uhm but since he's just a regular Joe shmoe idgaf about his pennies I love him for him even though I know he doesn't love me or care about me or think about me the way I love and care about his bitch ass. I just can't get over him saying that like BOY u have no idea the lengths niggas go thru to try to get at me or the shit niggas have done for me if I wanted to live that lavish life and be all decked out fr head to toe I could leave him right now and and find some dumb fuck to do provide that shit for me but I've been fine with going by with no Mani/peds .NO weave. No new clothes. Drugstore makeup. $15 bikinis from fuckin Wings and This nut ass Android phone 🙄 THATS love bitch. I don't even remember what it feels like to have nails on or a nice hairstyle and Im still not tripping over that .That shit that I thought was important to me before idgaf about now I mean I do but it's not more important than our relationship I'd take him over that shit anyday I just want to feel like he loves me and appreciates me and I haven't felt like that in a while with him. I wanna just get all this out on the table today with him it's just SOO hard for me to express how I feel. I love writing and it helps me get all my thoughts down into actuals words and sentences instead of it just being all jumbled up and sounding insincere..I have a VERY nonchalant demeanor and that pisses people off because it seems like idgaf and for the most part I don't so why get all hype? But I have to tell him how I feel because I'm just gonna keep resenting him. I don't expect anything to change but at least it will be off of my chest..I might as well just show him this blog shit ...I'm not doing that though cuz well def just end up fighting again. He was supposed to get money today so I hope he still does..Not because I care about the money I just don't wanna be in here with him...Tired of fuckin looking at him..Don't do shit all day but as soon as I'm ready to go to bed u want some head 😟 I swear to god I thought I was lazy but I'm not ...Not compared to him. This fuckin trash has been sitting here I don't even know how long I'm about to just throw it in the hallway I'm so sick of his ass and all he has to do is fuckin put in some effort .He's talking about money ..Nigga if I wanted money I'd have it ...He met me when I was an escort and he knows damn well how much money I made and how many regulars I had I can ALWAYS get money but u can't always find somebody that you genuinely love and care about and just wanna see do good..That shit doesn't compare to me

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Whatever You Need

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Whatever You Need

[Intro: YG] Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign] Girl as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me Ooh, baby I don’t care what them people say I’m givin’ you whatever you want Girl you know I can provide Whatever you need Whatever you need, babe Listen to your heart, baby

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] Yeah, I’m the only young nigga who’s poppin’ that Got it jumpin’ out the heat there like who coppin’ that? New G Wagon got her braggin’, put a lock on that Niggas always hit her DM, she don’t holla back Woo, woo! Copy that Cuffin’, I’ve been cuffin’ Chanel bags like it’s nothin’, and she love them Her last nigga, he was bluffin’, she said, “Fuck him” He let that go, I’m like, “He buggin’,” now she thuggin’ With a real one I’ve been ballin’ on you ’cause you smart and loyal All my homies know me best, they say I’m fallin’ for you And that box be slippery like tryna walk on oil And I’ll be there long as you there when I be callin’ for you Facts

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign] Girl as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me Ooh, baby I don’t care what them people say I’m givin’ you whatever you want Girl you know I can provide Whatever you need Whatever you need, babe Listen to your heart, baby

[Verse 2: Meek Mill] Yeah, you can get whatever you want It’s whatever you need Got a one way flight ’cause I ain’t lettin’ you leave We ain’t fuck first night, had me beggin’ you please But you love when I’m beggin’, you told me get on my knees And I ate it, we got faded You said, “Put some Tory Lanez on” and I played it In Philly we say you the main joint and we save it Finally got a rich nigga, baby, you made it Long as you hold me down, you know that it’s goin’ down Be there when I turn around and I’ll turn your world around I had to tone it down ’cause you made me slow it down But I got you open now so I’m ’bout to show you now, show you now

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign] What makes you think that I would try to run a game on you Just as sure as my name is Dolla I’ll be there for you and I’ll Treat you just like a queen and give you fine things You’ll never have to worry ’bout another in your place So believe me when I say

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ty Dolla $ign] Girl as long as you, wrap your arms ’round me Ooh, baby I don’t care what them people say I’m givin’ you whatever you want Girl you know I can provide Whatever you need Whatever you need, babe Listen to your heart, baby