#fuuuuck the jawline and the hair and the hands and just

[httpiastri]

YOURE KIDDING

YOUVE GOT TO BE KIDDING??????

IM SCREAMING

[chion3spid3r]

who am I talking to ?

pairings : aged!up!e42!miles x fem!reader

warnings : smut, minors dni, oral stimulation, graphic description, dirty talks, intensity, profanity, slang, intense emotional and physical desire, dominant!miles, emotional vulnerability

summary : you fell for the prowler at the first place

a/n : I did a second chapter only to do a smut chapter for those who want to read it and to let the minors see the first place. it’s literally a full smut chapter with a AGED UP MILES.

wc : 0.8k

miles captured your lips in a searing kiss, his hands roaming hungrily over your body as he walked you backwards towards the bed. you moaned into his mouth, fingers tangling in his thick curls to pull him ever closer as desire coiled hot and tight in your belly.

"wanted this for so damn long," he growled against your lips before trailing scorching open-mouthed kisses along your jawline. "thinkin' 'bout you, dreamin' 'bout you…fuck, y/n."

you arched into him with a whimper as his mouth found that sensitive spot below your ear. "then take whatchu want, baby," you breathed, tugging lightly at his hair. "i'm all yours."

a low, possessive sound rumbled from miles' chest at your words. he pulled back just enough to yank his t-shirt off over his head, revealing that tantalizing expanse of smooth brown skin and rippling muscle that you'd admired from afar for months. your eyes raked shamelessly over him as he surged forward again, pushing you firmly onto the bed and settling between your thighs.

"you have no idea what you do t'me," he growled, grinding his hardened length against your core in a delicious tease that had you arching desperately into him. his mouth was hot and demanding on yours, hands skimming over your curves before impatiently tugging at the hem of your camisole. "off, now."

you complied eagerly, sitting up just long enough to strip the flimsy garment over your head. miles immediately took advantage, his calloused palms sliding up your sides before cupping your breasts, kneading the soft flesh in a way that had you moaning into the heated kiss. one thick thigh pressed insistently between your own, the delicious friction making you shudder and roll your hips wantonly against him.

"fuck, you're incredible," miles husked in your ear as you trembled beneath his skilled touch. "so gorgeous, so perfect…gonna make you feel so good, mami."

his teeth grazed along the cord of your neck as his thumb circled one peaked nipple teasingly. you writhed under the sweet torment, fingers scrabbling at the hard planes of his back. "miles, please," you whined. "need you, need t'feel you…"

he pulled away just enough to smirk down at you, heavy-lidded eyes blazing. "yeah? tell me whatchu need, then. don' be shy now."

emboldened by his heated stare, you arched shamelessly against him as you spoke. "need you inside me, baby. wanna feel you stretchin' me so goddamn deep." the words seemed to spur miles on, a low groan tearing from his throat as his cock jerked against your thigh. "been thinkin' 'bout that pretty dick fuckin' me for far too long," you added breathlessly.

"fuuuuck," he groaned, capturing your mouth in another scorching kiss as he fumbled between you to shove his sweats and boxers down just enough to free his throbbing length. you reached between your bodies to wrap your hand around the thick, silky hard heat of him and miles swore again, hips stuttering as you slowly stroked his impressive size.

"gotta get you outta these, baby," he panted, easing back to tug frantically at your shorts and panties until every scrap of clothing was shed. once you were deliciously bare before him, miles drank in the sight with a look of pure, ravenous hunger. "god, i'm the luckiest bastard alive."

then he was on you again, his big body covering yours as you wrapped your legs shamelessly around his waist, allowing him to grind that delicious steel rod against your slick, aching folds. you keened shamelessly at the first tantalizing glide of his cock parting your wetness and miles let out a strangled sound at the hot, snug friction.

"look atchu," he rasped hoarsely, eyes raking over your face, your heaving chest, every inch of you laid bare for his hungry gaze. "so goddamn needy f'me, ain't you princessa?"

you nodded frantically, hands roaming everywhere you could reach, desperate to touch and feel as much of him as possible. when he canted his hips at just the right angle, perfectly aligning that thick head with your dripping entrance, you choked out a garbled plea. "please, miles, need you inside, need you t'—"

he cut you off by surging forward with one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt in your scorching wet heat. you cried out at the exquisite stretch, the fullness of him splitting you so deliciously wide, and miles buried his face in the crook of your neck to muffle his own guttural groan of pleasure. you clutched at his back, legs and arms wrapping around him vice-like, fingernails biting crescent moons into his sweat-slicked skin.

"holy shit, ma," miles' voice was rough and wrecked as he panted harshly against your shoulder. "so goddamn tight, ungh…wrappin' so perfectly 'round my cock…"

as if to emphasize his words, he drew his hips back slowly before snapping forward again, the lewd sound of skin-on-skin making you whine. his pace quickly built into a feverish, relentless rhythm that left you clinging to him, utterly undone.

"that's right," he growled in your ear as he slammed into you again and again. "take it, baby, take every inch…been waitin' too damn long f'this pussy."

the deliciously filthy words combined with the exquisite pistoning of his thick cock drilling into your dripping, greedy depths quickly had you hovering on the razor's edge. miles seemed t'sense it somehow, his lips crushing against yours hungrily t'swallow your desperate cries, his big hand roughly palming your breast as his sweat-slick body slid against yours.

"c'mon, mami," he ordered, his tone low and commanding, eyes molten as they bored into you. "wanna feel you squeezin' my dick so fuckin' hard."

then, almost cruelly, he shifted his angle so that the thick, blunt head of his cock slammed perfectly into your swollen, oversensitized front wall. the burst of electric sensation that jolted through you was enough to shatter the last threads of your control. you went taut as a bowstring beneath him, back bowing as your orgasm ripped through you in exquisite, devastatin'ly intense waves.

"miles!" you cried out, voice breaking as the pleasure seemed to fracture into a thousand different points, unbearably bright behind your tightly clenched eyelids. you convulsed around the driving length of him, velvet walls quivering and fluttering as you rode out every last shocking burst of release.

through the blinding haze of euphoria, you vaguely registered miles' harsh groan of gratification mingling with your own, his hips jackhammering into you with wild abandon as he ruthlessly chased his own climax.

"fuck, yes, take it, take it all," he rasped, face contorting with pleasure when you instinctively clenched 'round him again. "mierda, y/n, your pussy…so goddamn perfect…"

his rhythm soon grew erratic, sloppy, his abs flexing with the effort as he drove into your shuddering, over-sensitized body. then, with one final punishing thrust, miles slammed to the hilt and let out a guttural roar, his release tearing through him in hot, pulsing bursts. you whimpered at the incredible sensation of being filled so completely, running your nails down his straining back as he emptied himself inside you with a string of breathless spanish curses.

after several long, trembling moments, miles finally slumped over you, pressing you into the mattress beneath his solid weight.

as you both collapsed into a heap of sweaty, shuddering limbs, breathless and spent, you couldn't help but revel in the afterglow of the most intense, carnal experience of your life. his heart pounded against your back, and his gasps turned into soft, reassuring whispers.

"i'm so glad we finally—uh, i mean, i've been wantin' to do that for a long time," miles managed to squeeze out, a shy smile playing on his lips.

you traced the lines of his sweat-dampened features with your fingertips, the weight of his body feeling like a comforting blanket wrapped around you both. "i know, mi amor. it's been too long, but it was worth the wait. and now we can—we can do this again."

a slow, satisfied smile spread across his face, and he pulled back slightly to look into your eyes. "damn, y/n. we're gonna do this a whole lot more." he whispered before leaning in for another searing kiss, the taste of sweat, passion, and desire lacing their mouths as they savored the moment. you chuckled “wow relax, amor, you’re not even officialy my boyfriend”

Miles' eyes widened at your words, but then he grinned widely. "That's just it, mami," he said, stroking your cheek gently. "Why wait for what's already here, huh?"

You couldn't help but smile, feeling a new lightness in your heart. "I guess you're right, you’re mine from now on" you murmured, wrapping your legs around him once more.

With that, you kissed him deeply, your lips fused together in a passionate embrace that spoke volumes. As the world around you seemed to fade away, you knew one thing was certain: with Miles by your side, life would never be boring or predictable again.

Ⓡ chion3spid3r all rights reserved. please to not plagiarize, repost, or translate !

[ayyy-pee]

im so sad abt the end pairing in imbalance 😭 can we pls get a oneshot where sugu is a changed man and him and reader is in a established relationship? btw, i love your writing!

HAHAHAHHAHAHA nonnie, you're SO evil for this one. but okay! just for you 🤭

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐩

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Pairing: Suguru Geto x Female Reader, Choso Kamo x Female Reader

Summary: Pro-skater, all around fuckboy and your casual fling of a year, Suguru has actually kept his word! A changed man, Suguru only sleeps, eats and dreams of you.

Genre: Skater AU

Story Warning: Smut, Vaginal Sex, Soft Suguru who is so down bad for reader, Suguru being a cutie pie, Omg actually PROTECTED SEXXX, Possessive Behavior

Suguru Art: YUD

Choso Art: @affectbitter

A/N: I didn't proofread this and it's mostly smut LMAO

“Oh fuck. Shit, baby. You’re always so tight,” the raven haired man above you groans through gritted teeth. His fingers grip your thigh, indenting the soft flesh. His mouth crashes into yours, lips slotting messily against each other as he slowly stretches your walls to accommodate his length.

“Suguru,” you whine into his mouth as he pulls his hips back slightly only to roll them forward again so he can move deeper into you. You throw your head back, moaning as your back arches, your hardened nipples pressing against his bare chest. “Oh god, Suguru.”

His lust filled eyes watch you closely as he pushes forward. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”

He dips his head down, trailing kisses along your collarbone, up your neck, your jawline and cheeks until he finally gets to your ear. His tongue darts out to lick along the shell. Moaning softly, you dig your nails into his shoulders as he finally bottoms out inside of you. It’s been endless teasing from him since you got here, only giving you just enough to have you teetering on the edge, but never sending you over. The stimulation of your nipples against Suguru’s skin has your walls squeezing down on him immediately, a low hum of approval rumbling through his chest.

He releases your thigh, slipping a hand underneath the back of your neck, pulling your mouth to his. You push your hips up, grinding hard against Suguru as you seek the friction you’d been begging for for the last hour. He breaks away, brows knitting as a deep moan leaves his lips.

“Shit. You’re gonna kill me.”

You giggle, the sound soon becoming a quiet gasp as he runs his tongue down your neck to your breasts, slowly taking your nipple into his mouth as he looks up at you. His tongue laps at the hard bud, rolling it between his teeth and sucking and you whimper as he turns his attention to your other breast, repeating his ministrations. 

“You’re so fucking sexy,” Suguru groans as he lifts himself up from your chest to look down at you. “Can’t wait to feel you cum for me, baby. I missed you so fucking much.”

“I missed you, too, Sugu. Please…fuck me,” you beg, slowly losing yourself to the leisurely pace he’s set for himself as he pumps into you. 

Each thrust is painfully slow. Every breath of his is harsh, ragged as he tries to keep his steady pace, stretching you over and over again. Suguru groans, bringing his lips down to yours when you wrap your legs around his waist. The new angle has him hitting your g-spot repeatedly as he fucks deeper into you. You loop your arms around his neck, kissing him deeply before you pull away to nip at his bottom lip.

Suguru whines, hips meeting yours again and again as his cock strokes along your walls, “So sexy,” he murmurs into your mouth. “And mine. All fucking mine.” The feeling of your sweat slicked bodies moving against each other has your mind reeling, has your body going into overdrive with sensation.

“All yours, baby,” you moan against his lips. After all the earlier buildup, you’re not going to last very long.

“Fuuuuck,” Suguru pulls back, bringing his lips to hover next to your ear as his hips slightly pick up speed. “You’re so perfect, baby. My girlfriend. I fucking love you.” He whispers, pulling another moan from you. His hips snap into yours, the loud smack of your bodies meeting filling the space of his bedroom.

An overwhelming heat blossoms in your core and you can feel the hot tears welling in the corners of your eyes as you feel your impending orgasm sneaking a little closer. Suguru’s hand finds yours, intertwining his fingers with yours as he brings your hands above your head. You squeeze his hand, he squeezes in return, romantic and tender. And then you feel it – hot tears finally falling.

“Shhh, baby. I know,” Suguru coos as he kisses along your cheeks, taking your tears away with each peck. “I love you. I love you so much. I love you.”

Suguru slows his strokes again, the intimate pace of his thrusts leaving you nearly sobbing. All his earlier teasing has you overstimulated and sensitive to every touch, every sound, every bit of affection he gives you. The heat building in your core reaches its peak, crashing over you as you come undone. 

“Sugu, I’m cumming!” You cry out, mouth falling open with a cry as your release tears through you.

“Fuck,” Suguru sighs. “So pretty when you cum on my cock like that,” he grunts, still thrusting as your walls clamp down on him, staring into your eyes as he maintains his slow pace. You can see he’s focused, likely trying not to cum right then and there, wanting to revel in the feeling of your body falling apart around him. You cling to him, your hold around his shoulders and your conjoined hands tight as he moans your name quietly.

“Just a little more,” he gasps, pumping into you. “I’m so close, baby.” 

With your legs still wrapped around his hips, you push your hips up to meet his every thrust, Suguru groaning loudly at the sensation. “Ah– shit, yes!” Suguru brings his mouth back down on yours, his tongue slipping between your lips and tangling with yours immediately. He breaks the kiss, whispering a desperate “Tell me you love me, baby,” into your mouth. 

“You know I do, Suguru,” you breathe as he rolls his hips into you. “I love you.”

“Yeah, baby?” He asks, seeking your reassurance. “You love me?”

“Yes. So much, so much. I love you, baby.”

Your words of confirmation are his undoing, his hips stuttering as he grunts, briefly snapping his hips into you faster. His own release soon washes over him, the warm feeling of him filling the condom with hot spurts of his cum overwhelming you. The hand holding yours squeezes a little harder as he moans softly, pumping his release into you.

He kisses you sweetly, untangling his hand from yours as he climbs off to lay next to you and catch his breath. Suguru pulls you to him and buries his nose in your hair, inhaling your scent deeply before pressing a sweet kiss to the top of your head. 

“I love you so much,” he whispers. He snuggles closer to you, if possible. Like he never wants to let go and you can feel your heart squeeze. You tangle your fingers into his long hair. You truly love this man with everything you have.

As you toy with his tresses, you think back on your time with Suguru. All of the ups and downs, the off and on status of your situationship just a year ago where you hardly saw or spoke to each other, the time you almost dropped Suguru completely to be with someone else. You wonder what life would have been like had you chosen the other man, chosen Choso.

Would he have been as good to you as Suguru is now?

Would you have grown to love Choso the way you love Suguru?

Would you and Choso have lasted?

You can’t dwell on those questions because you never gave whatever you had with Choso a chance to come to fruition. As much as you liked him, and enjoyed your time together, you just couldn’t let Suguru go. Yes, you know that life would have likely been easier if you had told Suguru to fuck off and leave you alone a long time ago.

But he promised he would change, and he did. It started slowly, meeting for late night dinners where Suguru would spoil you with gifts and shower you with love and compliments. Many days were spent sitting and just talking. Talking about what you needed from him, why he wanted to be with you, why he wanted to change for you. You were skeptical at first. It had been a long time of being strung along and hurt. 

And though you found yourself lost once again in those pretty eyes, in his sweet words and promises, your trust still needed to be earned. 

Now you find yourself here with Suguru. Eyes closed peacefully, letting this moment between you two linger, your fingers still playing with the smooth ends of his hair. He suddenly shifts beside you, pulling you from your thoughts as the warmth he provides suddenly leaves you cold as Suguru climbs off of the bed. You sit up, watching as he runs his slender digits through his dark roots. His eyes scan the room finding his clothing scattered across his floor. He picks his pants and boxers up and slips each article on.

“You’re leaving already?” You ask, voice quiet, pouting. Suguru sighs in response. There’s no irritation in his voice, just a tinge of sadness. He peers over at you with eyes full of affection.

“You know I have to, baby…Gotta head out to pick up our dinner. You already made me late.”

You smile shyly, cheeks heating because it’s absolutely your fault. Suguru had ordered dinner before you’d even come over, but as soon as you got there, you two fell into his bed. In your defense, Suguru had had the biggest bouquet you’d ever seen delivered to your office along with a framed photo you’d taken together at Nanami and Satoru’s wedding. 

Happy anniversary, sweet girl. I love you so much! I’ll see you for dinner tonight.

-S

P.s., put this pic on your desk. You look beautiful

The gift was only made sweeter when you got to his apartment and saw that Suguru also had the picture up on his mantle. These small gestures and many apologies and the hard work Suguru has put in have added up in the bigger picture.  

“I know,” You murmur after a short pause. “But I still hate it.”

Suguru smiles, eyes crinkling at the corners as a small laugh rushes past his lips. “It’s twenty minutes, baby. I promise I’m coming right back.” He locates his shirt on the other side of the room and slips it on. “Do you want me to grab you that dessert you like?” 

You hum in response, and he moves across the space to sit back on the edge of the bed, kissing you gently once. Suguru pulls back to look into your eyes, his left hand coming up to cup your cheek. He caresses your skin softly with his thumb. “I hate leaving you even for a second…” he mutters, pouting cutely as he leans forward to press a soft kiss to your lips. He presses his forehead to yours.

Suguru has changed so much. He’s so soft, so sweet with you now. The way you’d always wanted him to be. Completely devoted to you. Even during your times joining him at the skatepark, his attention is all on you. You hate that you had to go through all you did to end up here, wish Suguru had just been a decent person from the beginning. But holding out for hope has paid off tenfold.

You hope that Choso is well. But you are certain you’ve made the right choice. Even as Suguru kisses you, pours his love into each and every peck, and you fall backwards onto the bed together, you’re positive in your decision. Even as he murmurs “fuck dinner,” against your lips and peels his shirt off before crawling back into bed with you, you know.

You know everything worked out the way it was meant to.

[bluebirdsboi]

He Won’t Have You | Marc Spector x Male Reader | 18+

Fandom: MCU

Genre: Hurt Comfort, Smut

Paring: Sub-Top!Marc Spector x Power Bottom!Male Reader

Warnings: Anal sex (Reader receiving), Blowjob (Reader receiving), Light teasing, Rimming (Reader receiving), Strong language, Unprotected sex

Word Count: 1,002

~ Requests are open ~ Taglist is open

!! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!

The crest of the night began to show with the moon above casting its pale light into the bedroom where you lay reading. Marc left as the evening had just begun to settle and you knew he wouldn’t be home until late into the night, so you kept yourself occupied with the time you had.

You were fairly engrossed with your book, the bedside lamp emitting its warm glow when the window opened letting in a cool draft. It was Marc, still clad in his Moon Knight suit, eyes glowing their signature shade of silver. “Someone’s home late.” Your tone was flat but still held an air of playfulness and sarcasm as you closed your book. “I know. Sorry honey.” Marc sighed as the bandaging around his body receded, planting a kiss on your forehead before walking into the bathroom to discard his clothes.

After exiting the bathroom in only his briefs, Marc sat on his side of the bed with a deep exhale. You could tell something was eating away at him, so you decided to walk to him. “Hey, what’s going on?” You carded your fingers through his curls as you stood in front of him. Marc could only lean into your chest as his arms made their way around your waist, prompting you to wrap your arms around him and place a kiss on the crown of his head. 

After a few minutes of comforting silence, Marc lifted his head and you sat beside him, still keeping an arm around his shoulders. “It’s just,” Marc sighed and shook his head as his mind started racing. “When Konshu’s done with me, I... I don’t want him goin’ after you.” Marc looked into your eyes after he spoke with a look crossed between protective and desperation. “Oh, baby,” You placed a hand on his cheek, causing him to lean into it. “Hey, no matter what happens, I’ll always be right here beside you, and we’ll get through it together.” You reassured him before tenderly kissing his lips.  

The passion began to slowly rise as Marc snaked his arms around your hips, slowly guiding you to the mattress while kissing you. While you were under him, his tongue made its way into your mouth to dance with yours. You were both left panting for air as Marc broke the kiss. “He won’t have you. I won’t let him.” Marc’s words were breathy as he spoke, making a vow to both you and himself. “Oh yeah?” A light smirk pulled at your lips as you hooked a finger around the dog tags that hung from his neck. Marc hummed a response that indirectly came through as a whimper before you pulled him into another heated kiss. 

Marc’s lips eventually left yours and kissed their way down to your jawline, then your neck, to your chest and stomach before stopping above the waistband of your underwear. He looked into your eyes, silently asking for permission. “Go ahead.” With that, Marc’s fingers found themselves underneath your underwear, pulling them down to reveal your semi-hard cock. He placed more kisses on your inner thighs before licking the shaft of your dick to take it in his mouth. “Fuuuuck” You moaned out in ecstasy as Marc took all of you into the warmth of his mouth. Your hands placed themselves in Marc’s hair yet again as his head went up and down forcing you to lean your head back in pleasure. 

Feeling yourself getting close to your limit, you lightly pulled Marc off of your cock by his hair, leaving him breathing heavily. “Good boy.” You breathily praised Marc as he made his way further down to your hole, lifting your legs over his broad shoulders in the process. He kissed the tight muscle before fully licking it, releasing moans as hums against your skin. “Oh fuck, just like that. Get me ready for you.” More moans fell from your mouth as Marc continued eating out your hole, slipping his tongue inside and licking your inner walls. 

As soon as you both felt your hole was ready, Marc lifted himself to his knees, pulled your legs around his waist, aligned his hard dick with your hole, and pulled a deep moan from both of you as he slowly pushed inside you. “Oh my god baby.” Marc groaned into your ear as he bottomed out against your ass, leaning above you to rest from the overwhelming pleasure. “Does that feel good?” Your question elicited another whimper from Marc, so deep in euphoria that he couldn’t respond in another way.

 After a few moments of regaining himself, Marc began to thrust inside you filling the room with the sounds of moans and his skin against yours. Your moans grew louder as his cock began hitting your sweet spot. “Fuck Marc, right there. Don’t stop.” You had to separate each phrase because of the intense waves of pleasure surging through your body. 

Marc was close to his breaking point shown by his moans sounding increasingly closer to pleas for release. “Fuck, please honey I’m so close.” “Yeah? Me too, keep going, baby.” The need for relief became too much to bear as Marc continued and with a final thrust, you both shot your loads of warm, sticky cum, his inside your hole and yours on your torso. Marc almost collapsed, stopping himself with his arms just above you.

Both of you were a panting mess as you came down from your high, letting out a light chuckle as you gently placed a hand on his cheek. Marc placed a loving kiss on the base of your palm before resting his forehead against yours with a calm smile on his face. “I’m gonna go take another shower. And you’re coming with me.” A playful smirk adorned your face as Marc placed another loving kiss on your lips.

After getting up, Marc followed you to the bathroom knowing that you’ll never leave him and he won’t let Konshu come anywhere near you. 

- End - 

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Taglist: @houndsoforion​, @jinniemyl0ve​, @odetodilfs, @zoloft3​

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A/N: I’ve added three new writers to my fanfic recs, so feel free to check them out.

[jscameron]

this is my first time writing fanfiction so please be easy on me! i hope you all enjoy. let me know what i can do to make things better! if there’s any requests you want, let me know! 🩵 enjoy!

triggers: breeding kink, smut, rough sex, possessive rafe, dominant rafe, rafe x fem reader

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“rafey?” you say as you enter his house. you knew the rest of his family was away on a trip to tanny hill, because he invited you to come stay a few nights with him. “i’m up here, darling.” he said in a sing song tone. you could hear his footsteps approaching you. “im coming i’m coming!” he says, reaching for your spending-the-night bag. “thanks, hunny”, you say giving him a peck on the cheek. “come upstairs with me”, before you know it, he’s got your bag and he has picked you up and is carrying you up his stairs.

“baby! rafe, put me down!”, you say in a joking manner. you actually love the way he’s holding you right now. you see that you’re entering his bedroom. “as you wish, darling.” he says as he gently places you on his bed. he eyes your body up and down, you know what’s about to come next.

he places his hands on your thighs and hovers his body on top of yours, his face inches from yours, him staring at you with a hungry look in his piercing blue eyes. “i can’t wait to share this weekend with you.”, he whispers into your ear, his breath blowing ever so gently onto you. “kiss me, rafey. i want you and need you. please.”, you beg. “as you wish, princess.” he leans into your body and starts pressing kisses on your neck, following your jawline, making it to your lips and taking you, hungrily. you moan into his kisses and latch onto his neck. you feel him sitting on the bed in front of you, still holding onto your thighs.

“clothes. off. now.”, he commands. you don’t move. “y/n, did you hear me?” “yes, sir, i did. but —“ he starts by removing your shirt, followed by your jeans, leaving you in only your matching bra and thong. “mmm.” he coos, and takes in the set you have on. “daddy likey”, he says. he lays you on your back and hovers over you once more, before giving you a sloppy kiss on your lips. you enjoy every second of this, you like how he’s turning you on. he presses his lower body into yours and you feel his cock, hard through his jeans, just waiting to come out. you can no longer take it, you undo your bra, showing him your taut nipples. you start playing with your breasts and he’s watching you. “rafe, please. play with me.” “yes, baby.”, he starts undoing his jeans and takes off his shirt. he looks at you one more time, before ripping your thong off of you. you try to cover up by putting your legs together. “no.”, he says as he pushes your legs apart. “i wanna see how wet you are. baby, you’re dripping.” he places his head between your legs and starts kissing your pussy lips, licking in all the right places. he takes two fingers and slowly slides them into you. “that’s my good girl. take me.”, he coos. “f-fuck, daddy.” you moan as he slides his fingers in and out of you, as he’s sucking on your clit.

“rafey, cock. please.”, you beg. he moans against your pussy. “you taste so good though, baby. i don’t want to stop.”, he pouts. “please, daddy. let me take care of you now.” you push him off of you and you take his cock out of his boxers. “soooo big.”, you say as you stare at his beautiful cock. you take your right hand and start teasing his shaft, as you do this, you also stick his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head. “fuuuuck, baby.”, he moans, leaning his head back, relaxing his body. he starts thrusting into your mouth, making you gag, but you know it turns the both of you on. he puts his hand on the back of your head and grips your hair, thrusting into you faster and faster. “fuck! i don’t want to cum like this. not tonight.” he pulls out of your mouth and looks at you, lovingly. he still has his fingers weaved through your hair. he pulls your head back to make you look into his eyes. “stay just like this. on your stomach. i’m fucking you from behind. i want everyone to know you’re mine. i’m going to fill you so full with my cum over and over again.”, he ordered. and he did just that. ❤️

[angryschnauzer]

The Hammer and the Screw

Summary; Getting a call out of the blue from fellow agent August Walker, fresh from a six month long mission in the middle east, you accept his invitation to his apartment for dinner. What follows more that satisfies your appetite. Set before Mission Impossible Fallout

Pairing: August Walker x Female Reader (Moodboard note: female images are for wardrobe inspo only - no description of race or body type used in the story)

Fandom: Henry Cavill, Mission Impossible

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Food Play, Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Unprotected Sex, Anal Fingering, Multiple Orgasms.

Authors Note: In this story, August looks like the above actor in the black and white photo - irl that is Can Yaman, a Turkish actor who on his insta posts looks quite like Henry in his Walter Marshall era. 

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The Hammer and The Screw

Slipping your wallet into your leather jacket you smiled at the clerk and took the bag she held, nodding thanks before heading out the door. Ten minutes later you'd dropped the flu meds off at your teammates apartment and stepped out onto the sidewalk, taking a deep breath of the city night air when your phone quietly rang with MC Hammer's most famous track;

"Well fuck me, look who's back in the country" you muttered to yourself before hitting answer;

"You old devil, long time no speak"

August's quiet chuckle greeted your ears;

"How's my favourite psychopath?" His rich tones teased you.

"Good. Just dropped flu meds off at O'Briens, then going to look for some trouble to get into. You know how antsy i get between jobs"

"That i do" 

You heard the rattle of pans in the background;

"What can I do for you, Hammer?"

"Need someone to catch me up on the last six months. The job in Istanbul kept me out of the loop"

"Sure, let me grab something to eat and i can meet you"

"Come over. I'm making pasta"

You paused, you'd never been to August's place, he tended to keep to himself, but thanks to your rather violent skillset with a sharp knife you and he had regularly been paired on missions in the past when non Geneva convention methods had been needed to extract information. You worked well together and were regularly the two most feared agents in the bureau.

"Ok. Do you need me to pick anything up?"

"Grab something sweet"

He gave you the address and hung up, leaving you wondering if this was a booty call or a pre-monday private debriefing.

-

You'd made it into the hallway of August's apartment building past security with ease, knocking on his door as you leaned on the wall waiting for him to answer. As the door opened you held up the bag containing the pint of ice cream you'd grabbed from the Bodega a few blocks away;

"I got Stracciatella... fuuuuck me…" your train of thought was thoroughly interrupted when you saw August. He looked like someone from a dollar store romance novel, his hair long and pulled back to the nape of his neck with a leather tie, his strong jawline covered in a thick and healthy beard. His skin was a deep olive tone from the middle eastern sunshine, and he wore a simple white shirt undone to mid chest with a pair of faded denim jeans.

With a laugh you stepped forwards, taking his cheeks in your palms as you gently turned his head side to side to get a better look. His blue eyes sparkled as you took him in, before he wrapped a heavily muscled arm around you and swung you into his apartment, shutting the door with his other hand;

"C'mon my little Screw, catch me up on all the gossip"

He set you down and your heeled boots clicked on the marble tile as you followed him. His name for you was one that many people referred to you as, but he was the only one to do it to your face. If August was the CIA's Hammer, you were known as the Screw, shortened from Screwdriver and referring to the time you'd used your knife and had literally screwed it into a suspect's kidney, slowly over the course of 12 hours in order to get the coordinates of the Anthrax. Even Hunt hadn't been able to get that suspect to crack.

The kitchen was simple and open plan, a pan of pasta bubbling on the stove as the ingredients for a sauce lay chopped on a thick olivewood board on the counter. August delicately plucked the bag containing the ice cream from your fingers, his warm skin brushing against yours. He set it into the freezer before grabbing two imported beers from the fridge, using a lever from a bottle opener to pop the caps as they weren't twist offs and handed you one. Holding his own out he clinked it against yours and you both drank.

"To getting into trouble"

"The best kind" you replied before taking a sip and setting the bottle down before shucking your jacket off and setting it over the back of the barstool that sat at the far side of the large kitchen island to watch as August cooked.

"Wow" 

Looking up you saw him taking in your outfit, a smirk playing on your lips;

"What? You don't like it?"

He chuckled and went back to stirring the pancetta and garlic;

"I guess i've figured out what kind of trouble you were looking to get into tonight then"

You knew the top you wore was an eyeful, a cropped top with cutout in the centre of your chest, the exposed underwires perfectly framing and pushing your breasts to the centre, but the leggings were also helping emphasise the curves of your hips and ass. Turning in the seat you arched your back and stuck your ass out;

"Do you like the Tiktok leggings?"

"The what leggings? Are you even wearing underwear?"

"Tiktok. Social media app"

August cocked an eyebrow;

"I've only just got the hang of Twitter. And you dodged my other question"

"Did i?" You paused, grinning; "Your pasta is boiling over…"

August cursed and went back to preparing dinner, catching him up on the agency gossip from the last six months as he served the food and carried it to the table. Grabbing the beers you followed and thanked him as he held the chair out for you.

The meal was mouthwatering, August's culinary skills a surprise, and yet the biggest surprise was still his appearance. Your eyes continued to wander down his chest, before following the path of his arms and shoulders, admiring how his size had increased with the physical nature of his undercover assignment. By the time you'd had your fill of pasta the beers had been replenished and you were softly buzzed with the alcohol and the atmosphere. August cleared the dishes, and as you watched him move you were transfixed watching the way his body moved beneath the expensive cotton of his shirt. 

"Aperitif?" He offered; "Before we hit the gelato? Did you want to grab it?"

Nodding you went to the freezer as he poured two glasses of Amaretto, recalling your preference from a mission a few years ago. By the time you'd grabbed spoons August was already sat on the couch, drinks on the low table as he watched you approach, his knees wide apart as he clasped his hands behind his head;

"Time for you to feed me Little Screw"

If he hadn't been expecting what you did next he hid it well, as instead of stopping and sitting next to him, you climbed onto him, straddling his legs. With a grin you settled and hooked your feet beneath his knees, curving your back slightly to allow room between you so you could handle the tub of ice cream. Popping the lid you dug a spoon in and scooped a small amount out, lifting it August’s lips, transfixed as his bearded jaw moved and he took the spoon into his mouth;

“Delicious” he muttered as the ice cold treat melted on his tongue; “So, what has Hunt been up to since I've been gone?”

“Squirrelled away in Ireland for the last few months, still working on the Syndicate but you know what he’s like, covert but everyone knows what he’s up to. Hell, the man can’t even do an Irish accent, did he think an annoying American in a sleepy little Irish village would go unnoticed?” you rolled your eyes, meeting August’s gaze. Somehow your bodies had slid closer together, had August raised his knees, you weren’t sure, the beers stronger than standard American domestic brands you were used to. Now finding yourself straddling his lap you dug into the ice cream and lifted another spoonful to his lips, watching as his tongue darted out a little and you realised you wouldn’t mind that tongue being elsewhere. 

Your lapse in attention to your task at hand suddenly caught you out when the ice cream on the spoon had started to melt without you noticing, a large drip landing on August’s exposed chest where his shirt was unbuttoned;

“Oops” you muttered, pushing the spoon into August’s mouth and leaving it there as you ducked your head down and licked the dribble of white cream from his chest, raising your gaze to his as your tongue traced further up his skin than necessary. 

“You little Minx” he muttered, before tossing the spoon aside and lifting your chin with his knuckle until your lips were level with his; “That tongue…” he grunted before surging forwards, his mouth meeting your own with a fierce kiss. There was no preamble of tentative pecks, no teasing the seam of your mouth, not with August Walker. His tongue was in your mouth as yours was in his, swimming together as teeth clashed. 

With the ice cream long forgotten as the carton sat on the shelf behind the sofa, the kiss deepend and slowed, becoming more sensual as hands started to roam, your fingers instinctively winding into his long hair, plucking it from its tie as it cascaded around his face. His large hands smoothed over the fleshy globes of your ass, an appreciative hum resonating through his throat as he experienced the full effect of the form fitting leggings. Running his warm palms over the curve of your back he pushed his fingertips between the fabric and your skin, sliding down and cupping your ass again, before one hand slid to the centre and he hooked a finger over the narrow band of lace that held your pathetic excuse for underwear in place;

“I knew it” he muttered into your mouth, before moving to press kisses along your jaw and down your neck, sucking on the smooth skin as his beard left a wake of tenderness behind it. However when his advances were halted by the high neck fabric of your top he let out a low growl; “Well this has gotta go”

You let out a whine as he pulled his hands from your leggings, only to grab onto the sides of your top and utter a single command;

“Arms up”

Obediently you raised your arms over your head, August pulling your top up and off, before resting back against the cushions;

“Now those are some perfect titties” he muttered, cupping them in his large hands, lowering his head to take a nipple into his mouth, his beard scratching against your skin again and sending a shiver of pleasure down your spine. Writhing on his lap you could feel the promising bulge in his jeans pressing against your core, enticing you to move and push your body to his. He moved his attention to the other breast, rubbing the first nipple between his thumb and forefinger, the teat still wet from his tongue as his thumb teased it. 

As you clung to his shoulders his hands found their way into your leggings again, warm on the globes of your ass and this time he lifted his wrists to make the stretchy fabric slide down until your rear was exposed. With your spine arched they sat perfectly around the top of your thighs, the rough fabric of his jeans pressing against your soaked core, your movement already shifted the tiny lace thong to the side and was brushing against your sensitive petals. August moved one hand until it was splayed cross your back, pushing you up and further to his mouth as he continued his ministrations with his mouth on your chest, and it wasn’t until he broke his contact and sat back, resting both hands on your hips to lower you did you realise his other hand had been unzipping himself. The blunt head of his dick pushed through your folds, seeking out his target until he angled your hips and pulled you down, splitting you in two.

“Oh my god, August… You’re too big…”

“Nonsense” he grasped your hips tighter, pulling you down until you were fully seated in his lap, his thick shaft making you feel like a marionette dancing by the light of flames, but the burning was coming from deep within you as your tight body protested against such an intrusion. You were shaking and whimpering, your head resting on his shoulder as you felt his hand slide between your bodies and seek out your clit;

“Shhhh, you can take the Hammer, I knew you could. Now let's get that little pussy happy again. You’re such a good girl, taking me so deep” he muttered against your ear as you felt the calloused pad of his finger find your pearl and start to rub soft circles against it. He dipped his fingers down and ran them around the seam of your hole, stretched tight around his girth and he chuckled;

“Oh you are stretched out, aren’t you my little Screw? Had no idea you were this tight, if i had i would have ensured that last mission we did lasted considerably longer, can’t believe i’ve been missing out on a cunt this good”

Somehow he managed to rub at your clit whilst his other hand firmly moved your hips to ride him, your body slicking and growing accustomed to his size. As the pleasure surged through you your hips took on a life of their own, grinding down onto August’s lap and drawing every last inch of your bodies together for exquisite pleasure. 

“Look so good riding me” August praised, his blue eyes almost black with lust as you writhed on his lap, breathless from the way his body made you feel; “Little Screw, am i too big for you? Or do you like it to hurt?”

“August… I need more…”

As you moved on his lap he started to thrust up into you, pulling your walls apart and he pillaged deep within you. His hands moved round to your ass, gripping harshly at the soft flesh, before you felt his fingers seek out where your bodies were joined, unaware of his ulterior motive as he doused his hand in your slick juices. It was only as a thick digit pressed against your asshole did you tense for a moment, but as August's lips caught yours you relaxed and he sunk his finger in up to the knuckle. Double stuffed you rode him hard, desperate for release, filled to the brim with him. When a second finger slid in alongside the first you screamed and your orgasm released instantly, your womb in full spasm as you came so hard you went limp in his arms, your head fallen against his shoulder as the world dulled around you.

You are first aware that you’ve moved as August reaches the doorway to his bedroom, being carried in his arms as he walks to his bed and sets you down, stripping you of your remaining clothing before lifting a bottle of water to your lips;

“Drink”

It was not a request, it was a command, and as you took the bottle from him and sipped at the cool liquid you watched as he stripped before you, his shirt slowly unbuttoned to reveal a muscled chest with a dark tan, jeans slipping from his legs and you watched his thick thighs frame his magnificent cock as it bobbed side to side, still firmly proud and erect. Plucking the bottle from your hand he set it down before crawling over you, slotting himself between your legs as they naturally parted and wrapped around his waist, his hardness sliding into your soaked hole as he started a slower grind to make love to you on the expanse of high end egyptian cotton sheets. With each thrust he tilted his hips up into you, every vein and ridge on his dick pulling at your sensitive velvet walls;

“I’m not letting you go now” August muttered, pressing kisses to your neck and chest

“Anything you want” you were almost delirious with pleasure; “Anything August…”

“Kashmir. Go to Kashmir, wait for me” Looking him in the eyes you held his face as he rocked into you; “Little Screw, you know we were both destined for more”

“Yes…For you, anything”

“Five days, say you’ll be there. A new start”

“I’ll be there”

Pressing his lips to yours he doubled his efforts, filling your eager body over and over as you writhed beneath him, in awe of his body and mind, knowing there was more than he was telling you, but willing to do whatever he wanted. When your orgasm came you took him with you, your mouth hanging open in a silent scream as he pushed in one final time and you could feel him filling you with his thick seed, a heavy weight in your womb as rope after rope of his creamy spend filled any void left inside you and spilled from between where your bodies were joined. 

-

48 hours later you were sore and tired, but ready to accept the next part of your life. August had received a call from Sloane instructing him to be ready to depart for Germany in six hours, Ramstein Air base being his rendezvous point for whatever chaos Hunt was causing. 

Standing in his bathroom wearing just his white shirt, you circled around August as he sat on the edge of the bath, clippers in your hand as you reluctantly trimmed him of his gorgeous long hair and beard.

“It’ll grow back” he reassured you

“I know, but I liked the way it felt against my skin. I liked running my fingers through your hair as your head was between my thighs”

“So leave it a little long on top, and we’ll see what we can do about the beard” he reassured you with a laugh, watching in the mirror as you trimmed his hair perfectly, long enough on top that his hair still held its natural curl, before eventually setting the clippers down.

“There, I'll let you do your beard. You know what you’re comfortable with. I’ll go and put a pot of coffee on”

A few minutes later you heard water running before August stepped out of the bathroom, wearing nothing more than a towel and a smile. His thick beard had been trimmed into a neat moustache, that on anyone else would have looked ridiculous, and yet on August it just fit right. Wrapping his arm around your waist he pressed a kiss to your neck before you turned, running your fingers over the bristles on his upper lip;

“It's different, but it works”

He surprised you by lifting you onto the counter, falling to his knees as he parted yours;

“Let's see how well it works then shall we?” cocking an eyebrow.

Whatever August had planned for the future, you were one hundred percent along for the ride.

Angsty (with happy ending) sequel: The Screws Turn

[yuta-senpai]

Personal Trainer | Mingyu

- Genre: Smut. Mingyu x Female Reader

- Warnings: Choking, spit, oral (M & F receiving), daddy kink, squirting, and unprotected sex.

- Word Count: 2.7k

You stood outside the gym and knocked on the door.  You bit your lip when you saw your personal trainer walking towards you.  Your week had been busy so he agreed to do a personal session outside of normal hours.  He smiled as he opened the door, “Nice to see you doll.”

You smiled back, “Hey Mingyu.  Nice to see you too.”

He locked the door behind you and then reached out for your bag and you gave it to him.  You both walked towards the stretching section of the gym.  He sat your bag down on one of the benches since you were the only two people there.

“Since your week has been busy I bet I will have to stretch you really good before we start or you won’t be able to handle it.”

He smirked at you, and your face heated up.  You knew he meant it as just stretching but you couldn’t help that you thought dirty things.  

You sat down on the floor and sat your water bottle next to you.  He walked over to start the music, and you watched the way his sweats tightened around his ass when he bent over.  

The music started playing, it seemed more slow and sensual than usual.  He turned around and moved to sit down in front of you, “Let’s start with the basic warm-ups.”

You went through the basic normal stretches as he watched you closely.  After you were finished he smiled “Lay down doll.”

You laid back and he stood over you. “Knees to chest”

You pulled your knees to your chest and watched as he got on his knees and gripped your ankles.  He pulled your left leg out straight beside him, and slowly slid his right hand up from right below your ass to your inner knee, eyeing your body as he did.  

You shuddered at the feeling, he looked up at you, his eyes looking darker than normal.  He pushed down stretching your leg, he held you there for a moment.  He straightened your right leg out, and placed his right hand on your ankle and left on your upper thigh, dangerously close to your core.  He scooted closer and pushed your legs stretching them farther.  He moved his knee forward a bit and let it brush against your core, you took a deep breath in and shuddered.  Was he doing this on purpose or were you just hyper aware of his movements because you two were alone.  He moved his knee back and you continued the leg stretches.  

After you were finished he stood up and offered you his hand, “We are gonna stand up for the final pose doll.”

You took his hand, and he helped you up, pulling you close to this body he stared into your eyes and smiled.  You instinctively placed your hand on his chest and bit your lip.  He looked down to your lips, then quickly flipped you around your back against his chest.  “Go into the downward dog yoga pose. Hands on the floor, and ass up.”

Your face flushed, he knew you knew yoga but you never had used the poses in your stretching routine.  You went to step forward to give yourself room but he grabbed your waist, stopping you.  You giggled “Jeez you like to feel that much you can’t even give me room to bend over?”

He rolls his eyes and you bend forward placing your hands on the floor, your ass pressed against his crotch.

You noticed the way he lightly pushed himself against you then backed away.  He stood next to you and ran his hand up your back straightening it out.

You held the downward dog pose for around 2 minutes then he had you stop.  He looked a little flustered, and you couldn’t help but notice that it looked like he had a slight hard-on, his grey sweatpants doing little to cover it.

He rubbed the back of his head nervously then led you to finish your reps for your arms and legs.  After about an hour you were finally finished with all of your reps.  Throughout the entire workout, he would let his hands linger on you or you would catch him eyeing you.  It was about to drive you insane. You were sitting on the bench where you had just been sitting lifting weights and he was standing next to the weight rack.  If you left you knew that this opportunity might never happen again but what if you misread his intentions and ruined everything.

Biting your lip you stared into his eyes, but he looked down at your lips for a brief moment and took in a long breath.

You figure he was considering the options right now just like you were.  He stepped forward, “You did a good job tonight my doll.”

You couldn’t help but notice the addition of the word ‘my’.

“Ahh thank you Mingyu, it was because you were there to help me.”

You looked down as he got close to you.  He hovered over you now, lifting his hand he gripped your chin and tilted your head up to look at him.  His gaze locking onto your, your lips parted on instinct and he looked down at them.  

“Can I kiss you my doll?”

“Please Mingyu.”

He smiled then leaned down, connecting his lips with yours.  Your body lit up and at that moment all you needed was him.

He pulled you up to stand, and then sat down where you had been sitting, pulling you into his lap.  You could feel his hard-on pressing into your thigh.  A soft whimper left your lips as he kissed down your jawline to your neck.  

He stopped, “Before I continue, I need your full consent because once I start I won’t be able to stop.”

You held onto Mingyu’s jaw and looked at him, “I consent, I want you just as much Mingyu.”

Leaning down you kissed him, and wrapped his arms around your waist, and took in a sharp breath.

“I have been wanting you for a long time doll, but never wanted to overstep my boundaries.”

You smiled against his lips, happy to know he felt the same way as you.

He leaned back against the bench pulling you down with him.  He chuckled “We really shouldn’t fuck in the middle of the gym.  I don’t think the security cameras should see this, I can get a bit… rough.”

You blushed, “Rough?  I like it rough.”

He ran his hands down your back and gripped your ass in his hands. “I’ll give it to you rough then.  But if you can’t walk tomorrow don’t blame me, you chose this.”

He tapped your leg “Get up doll.”

You sat up and smiled, he raised his eyebrow “Stand up, all the way.”

Standing up, he stood up next to you, towering over you.  He gripped your neck and pushed you until the back of your knees hit the weight bench.

“Sit.”

You sat, his hand still pushing against your carotid artery restricting the blood to your head making you light-headed.

“Tap my arm once if you want me to loosen and twice if you want me to let go completely.”

You did your best to nod, he smirked “Such a good girl.  Now open that pretty mouth for me.”

Letting your mouth open he hovered over you and then he opened his mouth letting his saliva drip down his tongue into your mouth.  “Swallow it my doll.”

You swallowed his saliva and sat there panting, it was so dirty and sensual and you craved more.  He smirked “So dirty just for me.

He gripped your hair in his left hand, his right hand tightening around your neck.  A strangled moan left your lips.  He released his grip on your neck, still gripping your hair.  “Pull my sweats down.”

Your fingers hooked onto the waistband of his sweats and you slowly pulled them down along with his underwear, his member was about free.

He chuckled, “I just asked you to pull my sweats down, that eager for it doll?”

“Of course Mingyu.”

A growl left his lips, “Right now you call me daddy, understood?”

You but your lip, “Understood… Daddy.”

He moaned when the name ‘daddy’ left your lips.  

“Go ahead take it out, and suck it.”

You pulled his sweats and boxers all the way down, fully exposing his member to you.  

He was long and thick. “Like what you see doll?”

You licked your lips “Of course daddy, you are so big.”

Gripping his member in your right hand you traced your tongue across the vein on the underside of his member.

He sucked in a deep breath, “Fuuuuck baby doll.”

You looked him in the eyes as you took the head into your mouth, running your tongue along the sensitive nerves connecting the head and shaft.  He groaned and gripped your hair tighter.  “I really wanna fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.”

You moved your hand from his member, relaxed your jaw, and looked at him giving him permission to do just that.

He slowly rolled his hips forward, only pushing in a little ways before pulling back out and rolling back in.  He was testing to see if you could handle it, and when he realized you could he picked up his pace.

He suddenly pushed himself down deep, a bulge forming on your throat from his member.  He held there and groaned loudly.  You swallowed around him and slightly gagged.  He pulled all the way out a string of saliva connecting between your lips and his member.  You gasped for air and smiled, wiping the saliva from your lips.

“So beautiful, and so perfect my doll.”

You smiled softly at him, unsure if you could even speak right now.  He placed his hand on your shoulder.  “Since you were so good I will just have to return the favor.”

He crouched down to your level and slid his hands up under your shirt, pulling it over your head.  He pulled your sports bra off as well, leaving your chest completely bare to him.  His left hand gripped your breast as he placed slow kisses from right above the slope of your breast to the nipple.  

His tongue circled around your hardening nipple as his left hand pinched the other one, causing you to moan loudly.  His lips and tongue danced around your nipples before he kissed down your stomach and hovered over the waistband of your pants.

“Move to the end doll.”

You did as he said and leaned back against the weight bench, he kneeled at the end of the bench and pulled your pants all the way off, leaving you just in your panties.

His warm breath was close to you as if he was taking a moment to breathe you in.  Pushing up on your elbows, he locked eyes with you as he rubbed his thumb across your clit making you jerk.  He smirked and did the motion again, eliciting another moan from you.  

Gripping onto the waistband of your panties he ripped them off and you whined “Why did you have to rip them?”

He chucked, “You said you wanted it rough doll.”

He placed your legs on his shoulder, then gripped your hips and pulled you closer to the end of the bench.  You gasped but he quickly turned that into a moan when he licked from your core up to your clit.  His eyes stayed fixed on yours as his tongue swirled around your already swollen clit.  His tongue flicked up against a particularly sensitive area making you moan out, he stayed licking that spot making your legs shake, you wanted to move away because it was too much but he held you down not allowing you to move.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you saw stars, an immense wave of pleasure washed over you, your body almost convulsing from the pure pleasure.  After you rode out your high you looked down to see the front of Mingyu’s shirt wet and his chin, his eyes wide “D-did you know you could squirt?”

Your face flushed, “No I never have before.”

A smile covered his face “Fuck that was hot.”

He wiped his chin then slipped his middle finger and ring finger into his mouth, coating his fingers with his saliva.  “Wonder if I can make your squirt again.”

You whimpered, “I don’t know, let’s see if you can daddy.”

He bit his lip as he slid his fingers inside of you, stretching you out.  He started off slowly pumping them in and out, he then curled his fingers up rubbing against your g-spot.  You moaned loudly and gripped his arm, he leaned forward, hovering over you watching your expressions as he continued to rub against your g-spot.

Your face twisted up in pleasure as his thumb rubbed circles on your clit at the same time.  He leaned down, almost level with your ear. “Cum for me doll.”

With those words another wave of pleasure washed over you as you tightened around his fingers, your body shook as you gripped onto his arm and moaned out his name.  Ragged breaths left your body as you tried to come back from your high.  You felt soft lips against yours, and you opened your eyes to see Mingyu looking at you happily.  “You are just too perfect doll.  I want to always be the reason you feel this way.”

Your face flushed and you pulled him down and kissed him again.

He backed away and sighed “Sadly I do not have a condom so I think we will have to stop at this.”

You bit your lip “Are you clean?”

His eyes widened “Umm, yes. Are you?”

Smiling, “Yes, and I’m on birth control.  Just fuck me already daddy.”

His eyes darkened, then he pulled his shirt over his head.  “As you wish my doll.”

Lining himself up with your core, he stared into your eyes then slid himself into you.  A low groan leaving his lips and a moan leaving yours.  He placed your legs around his hips and stayed still letting you adjust to his size.  After just a few moments you gripped his right arm “Please move daddy.”

He gripped at our hips and pulled almost all the way out before slamming back into you.  He was definitely the rough and deep type of lover.  His hips moved quickly in and out of you as you struggled to not slide up the bench.  You reached above your head and gripped onto edges of the bench holding yourself in place, your breasts bouncing with each thrust.  He groaned and gripped your left breast in his right hand, squeezing the nipple between his fingers.

His left hand massaging your clit.  Your senses were overloaded with all that was happening.  “Cum for me again doll.”

He changed the angle of his hips so he was thrusting up against your g-spot more, with that it sent you over the edge.  Your back arched up off the bench as white filled your eyes, your legs shook, your entire body shook underneath him from the pleasure.  He slowed his thrusts down and he went to pull out to cum.  But your legs were wrapped too tightly around his waist, and you were too lost in ecstasy to know.  He groaned and gripped your waist tightly as he filled you up with his cum, the feeling alone almost causing another orgasm to wash over you.

You laid there trying to catch your breath, you looked up and noticed his abs were wet “You squirted again doll.  Also, I’m sorry I finished inside, you had me locked down.”

You blushed, “Shit I’m sorry.”

He wiped the sweat from his forehead “It’s okay doll.  I’ll forgive you and won’t punish you since you squirted again.”

You both laughed and he pulled out, his cum sliding from inside you.  He gathered it onto his finger and slide it back inside.  You whimpered due to oversensitivity.  “Sorry I just had to do that.”

He reached for a towel and cleaned you before pulling you to his chest.

“Let’s get cleaned up, and I will take you to go get some food.”

He kissed you softly before picking you up bridal style and carrying you to the showers.

[bitterlavenderwritings]

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anon: hi cissie! jdjd um can I request a fwb au + reader who uses sex as a way to forget the abuse she gets from a verbally abusing household + cockwarming after sex with dabi and it’s just angsty and a little bit of smut? im sorry if it’s too much :( 

a/n: this ask was sent to my sfw sideblog, so i posted it here! i looooove this prompt anon, so no need to apologize! it took me a while but kljhdfkll smutty angst dabi really gets me<3 i recommend listening to the playlist while reading, really fits the theme of this fic.

not me self-projecting lmfao

pairing/s: dabi x f!reader

wc: 1 338

tags: explicit nsfw content, implied verbal abuse, fwb au, cockwarming, praise kink if you squint

-ꦼ———▸ crossposted on ao3

⋅. ♪ .⋅ dabi Playlist 

“useless piece of shit”

“don’t you have anything better to do with your life?”

It’s cold. It’s raining.

“you’re so shit at this. is being a slut the only thing you know?”

Make it stop, make it stop.

“you little bitch!”

You grab your phone from your nightstand, shaking fingers swiping across the screen to look for that one contact.

“I’m always here, dollface. Just give me a call.”

That’s what he said, didn’t he? Surely he wouldn’t mind even if it was in the middle of the night, it wasn’t like he said anything about time restrictions or whatever. With a nervous sigh, you tapped the call button to a familiar number.

The phone rang twice, with a minute in between before he answered.

“Hey doll, isn’t it too late for you to be awake?” You can almost hear the smug grin he always wore. 

“Can I come over?” You hoped you didn’t sound desperate.

“Sure sweetcheeks,” you preened at the nickname, “just go through the back, I’ll leave the door open.” You hung up.

By the time you arrive, his bedroom is left open. You tiptoe your way to the halls, not wanting to wake any of the other members (because who knows what these villains might do if you interrupt their sleep). 

He’s perched up on his balcony railing, a cigarette in hand as he waits. He doesn’t turn as you approach him, choosing to continue gazing at the streets below. Neither of you utter a single word as you let the silence sink in comfortably between the two of you.

After the last drag of his cigarette, he lights up another from his right pocket. He exhales the smoke right into your face, making you wave it away in return as you scrunched your nose at him. 

“What’d they say this time?” He nonchalantly asks as he puffs out another gust of smoke. You watch it dissipate into thin air, contemplating between telling him everything or to simply remain silent.

“Nothing.” Real smart of you, [Chealsey].

He ‘tsked’ before tossing his cigarette away, climbing off the railing before putting his hands on either sides of yours, trapping you between his arms.

He lifted your chin up with a finger, “I thought I said good girls don’t lie.” You felt a shiver travel down your spine. He leaned in close to your as he whispered huskily, “do I have to remind you of last time?” You shook your head. 

He grinned.

--

Things ended up the same from there.

You in his sheets, a mess of babbled pleas and whimpers as he pounded into you mercilessly. Your nails clawed harshly on his back, but he didn’t even notice the pain, more preoccupied with the feeling of his cock sinking into you at a slow pace.

Any girl he’s fucked with always wanted the same thing. Harsh, fast thrusts devoid of any passion. They can be quick, or lengthened into hours, but all they wanted was the sweet release from some rough fucking with a stranger. 

All for pleasure, no strings attached. Which was all fine with him, the feeling was mutual. He didn’t take any of them to bed for the sake of finding his ‘the one’ or whatever romance bullshit hollywood liked to portray.

Sex was great, something to let out all the pent up energy he has if he doesn’t get to kill as much as he wants. The buzzing pleasure he feels after a good fuck wasn’t something he could just deny either, no matter how much he pretends he doesn’t need it.

But you? Weren’t you a special case.

You didn’t even belong near his world, a lost void of all the tragedies and harsh truths the universe could offer. You were a sweet little thing, an innocent being torn in the hands you trusted the most, that much he could tell.

He went through the same thing after all, much more gruesome, but very much still the same. 

Words could hurt deeper than a knife, and who knows how long they’ve been stabbing you.

So when you cried you eyes out at a bar that night, hands clinging on the musty glass you were holding, he took a long look in your red puffy eyes.

[e/c] orbs filled with hurt and sorrow. This wasn’t a surprise, but what did surprise him was they wasn’t anything else.

Not an ounce of hate or anger, just waves of murky grey longing to be saved from drowning.

He was there, wasn’t he? He may be a villain, but he wasn’t opposed to saving every now and then.

So he saved you the way you wanted him to.

--

You gasped when he slammed his hips into yours, a deep thrust that made you see stars. His breath is hot against your neck, each moan you hear him let out sends a coiling heat to your core. 

His hands remained firm on your hips, steadying you into one place as he sets a slow rhythm. “Pretty little thing,” He cooed, “taking my cock so well. You feel so good for me baby.”

You feel your cunt clench at his words, causing him to groan in reaction. 

“Fuuuuck, you liked that? You like hearing me tell you how good you make me feel?” You whimpered in response.

He pressed soft kisses against your neck, trailing up until he reaches your jawline then your lips. Pausing for just a second, he brushes his lips against yours before sucking on your bottom lip. You part your lips willingly, letting his tongue enter your mouth.

With his tongue swirling with yours, he lets a hand roam all over your body. Rough, calloused fingertips skim on different parts of your skin, sending a delightful tingling feeling on your nerves as you struggle to keep up with the sweet rolling of his hips.

He stopped kissing you, eyeing the light trail of saliva connecting your lips. Your hands were digging deep into his shoulders, “D-dabi, please I-” an aimed thrust caused the tip of his cock prod against a particular spot that had you drowning in pleasure. 

“Please what princess?” He chuckled as he saw you bit your lip, struggling to maintain what’s left of your composure.

“Faster please, I’m so close.” You whined as he aimed another thrust into that spot. 

“If that’s what my baby wants.” His voice was a thick, velvet drape of comfort rumbling in his chest. The words he uttered were sweet and intoxicating, despite the sinful intentions behind them. 

You felt so lightheaded, your body hot and swimming in pleasure. He knew just where to touch you, what words to say, and how close you wanted to be with him. So he obliged, sending shockwaves of pleasure one after another, making you mewl.

He reached a hand down to touch your clit, causing you to tighten around his shaft. He mumbled incoherent curses as he quickened his pace, thumb rubbing and pressing against your bundle of nerves as he continued to fuck you harder.

You screamed his name when you felt yourself shatter in release, walls clamping down on his cock as you came. He growled as he went still, ropes of white painting your walls as he found his own release. After a few seconds he plopped down on you, not moving a muscle. You both spent the next minutes catching a breath.

You wondered when he was gonna get off you, but your question was soon answered when he tugged his thin blanket over your bodies without separating himself from you.

“Let’s just stay like this.” He mumbled from where his head laid on your chest. You didn’t mind, the heat was nice. So you caressed his hair softly, causing his eyes to flutter. Soon, you fell into a deep sleep.

You forgot what they said, even if it was only for the night. But you couldn’t even think about that, not when you’ve finally slept good for what felt like years.

[animesmutfest]

So is noone else going to acknowledge how fine this man is? No? Okay I’ll do it for you. ✍🏽

Vulcan (aged up to be 21 since he’s 18) x Reader

This is much needed personally...

Prompts: “I thought we could do more than just kissing” and “don’t run from me baby girl, take it”

Type: Needy sex

It was a nice day outside so you decide to hit the park for a bit to get a good run in before getting cozy at home. You throw on your shorts, sports bra, and shoes before heading to the park near your house. About a mile into your run you see your best friend Vulcan running your way. He flags you down as you remove your headphones and halt your running. “Hey y/n! How it’s going he says panting. Hands on your hips you reply with “it’s going... how about yourself?”you say panting yourself as your eyes trail down his shirtless body. And good God he was never lacking. His abs has a sheet of sweat on them causing his skin to have a glow to it. You snap out of it and ask what he had said, you weren’t paying attention. “Oh I was just saying we should catch up tonight. How about I come over and we can do dinner and a movie.” He says smiling. “How about dinner and wine?” You ask lifting an eyebrow smirking. He chuckles and agrees “well it’s a date then, I’ll see you at my house around 5:30” you say before jogging away. He smiles to himself happy to get to hang out with you. You both have been best friends for over 6 years and there had been several times where you both felt that you wanted more but shoved aside your feelings as to not effect the friendship. Typical love story I know but not every love story includes a drunken make out session a month before this day. You both had had one too many and one thing led to another and then you found yourself on is lap making out with him. He stopped himself from going any further with you and had a taxi take you home so you didn’t have to have regrets (such a fucking gentleman). Anyway back to today. After your run you go home to shower and think of what to cook. You decide on a really nice vegan meal you tried a few weeks back. Turning on some music you as you get dressed throwing on some shorts and a oversized sweater with a turtle on it. You make your way to the kitchen as you get out all the things you’ll need as well as pouring a glass of red wine and changing the music to something more sensual. While cutting up the veggies you find yourself dancing a bit so you don’t even hear the door open and close. Vulcan walks towards the kitchen as the music plays with you singing along. He admires the view of your curves and how they moved to the beat before sneaking behind you, he bends down behind you a bit. “Nice moves” he yells loud enough for you to notice him. You jump hard turning around and playfully hitting him in the chest. He grabs your wrist and pulls you into him chest looking at you. You hug him pressing your face into his shirt. “I missed you” you say. He hugs you back squeezing tight as he kisses your head. You look up at him meeting his blushing face. Your face red as well from being held by him. Without thinking about it too much you grab his face caressing it before wrapping your arms around his neck pulling him into a tender kiss. He pulls away slowly seeing your eye lids low and filled with lust. He kisses you again with more passion than before with his hands rubbing up your sides. After making out a bit he pulls back again, both of you panting. “I-im sorry y/n I’ll stop now before things escalate” he says looking away blushing.

You grab his gaze before he could put distance between you both “I-I though we could do more than just kissing” you say seductively grabbing a fist full of his shirt with your hands. He grabs you by your neck and kisses you passionately, sliding his tongue in your mouth, and you happily accept it. You moan into the kiss and throw your arms back up around his neck biting his bottom lip. Wasting no time your hand slides down his sweats as you palm his dick. Your eyes widen at how big it was making you flinch a bit, he smirks kissing you harder. You couldn’t even hide your fear of his size but it was also exciting to know this monster was going to be inside you. You trail kisses down his jawline to his neck leaving marks everywhere you could to lay claim on him. He grabs your hand from his pants and picks you up aggressively, walking to the bedroom. Kicking the door open and getting on the bed with you under him. Releasing your grip you start pulling his shirt off. And he does the same throwing both on the floor. Vulcan takes off your bra tossing it as well before attacking your neck with his mouth. You moan lightly as he kneads your breasts with his huge hands. “I wanted you so fucking badly y/n and for so long” he growls in your ear. You feel your pussy throb at his voice as you push him off you and tug at the waistband of his sweats and boxers. He tenses up as his dick jumps out of the fabric meanwhile your drooling over it. You tie your hair back with the holder on your wrist as he watches somewhat nervous. You get on your knees and arch you back down licking up his long shaft before grabbing it and pumping him slowly. “Fuck” a low groan leaves his lips as you flick your tongue on his aching tip. He gently grabs your ponytail and you suck him down half way before bobbing slowly up on his dick. His moans were so sexy, so honest he was being as his grip tightened. Being a brat you go as deep as you can on his dick until it hits the center of your throat. His muscles tighten up and he throws his head back. “Holy s-shit baby~” he moans bucking his hips into your throat. You deep throat him moaning while doing so driving him absolutely insane. “Mmmmph yes baby girl suck it just like that~” he moans panting heavy. You speed up your actions and gently rub his thigh as you do so. You feel him grip the sheets next to him from the pleasure and you reach down with you other hand rubbing your pussy through your shorts. “Baby girl~” he cries out indicating he was close to cumming. Your sucking him harder than before while slamming him into your throat humming in satisfaction. “Fuuuuck baby~!! I’m cumming!” He yells as his hand leaves your head and rubs his own. You don’t stop though. His breathing all over the place as you continue to slurp him down. “W-wait baby aaahhh fuck~!” He moans as he pulls you from his dick. You keep your tongue out as spit drips from it. He throws you on your back and pulls your shorts and panties off. “I bet you taste as good as you look” he groans licking his lips at your wet pussy. Kissing your thighs softly before kissing your pussy lips. He slithers his tongue through your folds and on your clit sucking it gently. Your hand grab your breast as you slightly arch your back. He watches you from below as he devours you. “Mmmmph~” he moans as he laps at your clit. “Damn baby~” you moan loudly enjoying his mouth on you. “Tastes like honey baby girl” he say smiling at you. You feel your orgasm approaching swiftly as his tongue dances with your clit. “P-please baby~” you cry out egging him on. He understand and speeds up his movements throw your legs over his shoulder and spreading you further apart. Your pussy now throbbing as you grind your hips on his face. You orgasm was so intense from just his mouth. “Yesyesyes fuuuck~” you scream as he licks up your juices. Setting your legs down he proudly watches your body twitch before putting you on your stomach and moving your leg up towards your body. He climbs on top of you kissing your neck and back.

He takes some of your juices And rubs it on his dick, holding your waist with one hand he uses the other to rub his dick on your pussy. “I’m going in...” he says before moans escape his lips as he pushes the tip in causing you to gasp and grip the bedding. “Just relax baby” he moans rubbing your back for comfort as he slides the rest inside you. “FUUCK~”you scream as his tip kisses your cervix. The only thing you could think to do was close your eyes tight to cope with the pain from being stretched. Vulcan slowly rolls his hips into you making sure that you’re taking in all of him with each stroke. “Your doing so good baby “ he moans throwing his head back as another orgasm nearly rips through your core. “Oh no~ I’m.... im c-cumming again~” you cry out. He increases his speed just a bit to help your get there and only after two strokes you scream as your pussy clenches down on his dick making it hard for him to move. “Damn baby girl~ you look so gorgeous when you cum for me” he says before running his hands up your back. He then puts you on all fours for better support as he deepened his thrusts entering your cervix. You feel yourself pulling away from him clawing at the bedding, he noticed and grabs your hair pulling your face close to his. “don’t run from me baby girl. Take it!” He growls in your ear as he grabs your waist and fucks you with your back to his chest. He rubs your clit with one hand and wraps the other around your small body. Sucking on your neck leaving marks everywhere his mouth could reach in the position. “I’m going to make sure I take care of this beautiful body of yours from now on~” he moans into your skin. Your legs shake and tension builds up in your stomach as your pussy throbs on him. “I-I can’t take I-it anymore Vulcan... oh no~” you cry out as you knew what was about to happen. “Yes you can baby” he moans as you throw your head back on his shoulder as scream as you squirt on the bed gripping his arms. He had never seen a woman do this so it just turned him on more. “Damn that’s so sexy~” he moans and after a few more stroke he releases inside you becoming a panting mess. He lays back and you fall with him, dick still throbbing inside. After a minute or so you turn around on him and rock your hips slowly back and forth with him still inside.

He grabs your hips tightly trying to get you to stop but you just keep moving and moaning on top of him. “Y-y/n what are you doing mmmmph~” he moans gritting his teeth. After gaining some control over his breathing he sits up and grabs your legs putting them around his waist and wraps his arms around you pulling you down hard on his dick repeatedly. You lean down and kiss him as you both become a moaning mess from the pleasure. “I’m l-losing my mind baby~!” you cry out as you clench down once more. “It’s okay baby girl just let go.. a-and cum on daddy~” he moans in your ear speeding up. Throwing your head on his shoulder you scratch up his back from how intense it was. Your moans become whimpers and sobs as your body is overstimulated. He pulls your head to force you to look at him as he wipes away your tears slowing his thrusts down. Youwas drowning in emotions you had never felt before. “I-I love you Vulcan~!” You sob to him still making eye contact. His eyes widen and he lays you on your back without removing himself from inside you. Placing a gentle kiss on your lips before throwing your legs on his shoulder and pounding into you. “I love you too princess~” he moans as your minds melt into bliss. “I- I’m gunna cum again~” he growls as his pace quickens. You dig your nails in the backs on his arms as your were close again as well. Your pussy clenches down on him as if it were life or death. “Aahhh god~” you yell letting the pleasure wash over you. Big daddy Vulcan wasn’t too far behind as he slams into you a few more time before unloading inside again. “S-so fucking... good~” he moans as he rides out his high. His movements come to a halt as he releases your legs and lays on your chest panting with you. Your eyes flutter realizing what just happened. “T-that really just happened...” you say panting. He weakly looks up at you “any regrets?” He asks with worry on his face. “Are you kidding me?! Hell no. I’ve waited years to have this with you” you say chuckling a bit. “Well then I don’t have any either” he replies leaning up and kissing you tenderly. “Your mine now” he says. “And your mine” you reply.

Great... now I have to do more with him🤧

[itstheimpossibledream]

An Hour

Been on a very serious Henry Cavill kick lately.Hope you guys enjoy! This is my first ever Witcher fic so let me know what you think!

Wordcount:1128

Witcher x ofc

"What day is it ?" you hear, through your sleepy haze. "Tuesday" you grumble rolling over. you hear a grunt from the other side of the bed as the mattress shifts. "Tell me witcher " you breathed in your sleep "where are you going?" "I have to go and find the priest's moster." "Do you like the preist?" "No." he replies stoically, you roll over to watch him move from the bed to grab his shirt. "Then why go out of your way to solve his problems?" "Well I'm sure the people of the town are plagued by it aswell." "But, will it matter if you go now or in an hour from now?" "And why will I be unable to go for a hour?" he says stopping with his shirt and arms above his head ,turning away from the window. You admire his carefully crafted and bruised body,  the light illuminating the space around him, flecking from his silver hair and extending to the basin of water at his side. The cabin was only intended for one person, it now seemed abnormally small with the Butcher of Blaviken standing at it's frame. He ducked his head , coming closer to the center of the room as you continued. "It's just that-I thought you might have wanted to stay here for a reason more than a free meal and lodging."

He crossed his arms and looked at the wooden floor with no response. "You may stay as long as you need. I just - I thought - perhaps since you've been here for four days you could repay me in a way. " you trailed off mumbling. You saw the traces of a smile on his lips as he pulled his face up from the floor. "Geralt - to be frank there hasn't been a man who has taken interest in me in a while, so I may have misread the signs and assumed that you fancied me in a way you did not and I apologize, I keep embarassing myself and I don't-" He made up the distance between you in a few short steps and calmly planted a kiss on your lips. It is sweet and simple, not anything like what you would had expected, knowing the stories told of him. "I resent that you think I could not go for more than an hour." he chuckled, looking down at you through his grey hair as he settles next to you on the bed. You could feel the heat building at your core. You watched as he extended a calm finger, lightly pulling the string of your nightgown at your breast. Slowly he works through one criss-crossing string then another, until the gown opened down to your belly button- practically exposing your breasts. He reached a calloused hand into your dress and rolled your nippple between his thumb and pointer finger. He smiled down at you and said "You know- you could have said something before  I had to leave." he chuckled before going in for another kiss, " But then how could I make sure you'd stay ." you pressed "you're right" he jokes "after one hour I may even be to tired to fight monsters." You smiled shyly at this comment. He then quickly flipped himself over, pulling you on top of him. It amazed you how every movement he made with his body always felt so well rehearsed. You rode him lightly as he cupped your face and kissed. You moved a hand down to feel him through his pants and he grunted under your touch. You liked that you had that effect on him. You quickly undid the laces on his pants,and he spilled into your hand. You worked him beneath you as you heard a slight moan leave his mouth. You felt him hardening in your hand as he grabbed your hips, pulling you down to his face. He hiked up your dress as you grabbed onto the wooden headboard and dug your nails in as he situated your knees on either side of his head. He pushed you down a bit lowering you to his lips. His mouth was warm as he dipped his tounge into you, holding your ass perfectly above his face.You hissed as he tilted you up and down, riding his tounge. He smacks you on the ass and you scream out. You hear him chuckle under you, liking the power you're giving him. You feel your legs quake against his hair as he laps at your  core. "Fuuuuck" you exhale as you release, shaking above him. He smiles sliding you down over his chest and to his waist, so that he can enter you. The pressure of him after your release was almost to much to bare. You kiss him stronger this time, holding on to your strength in the aftershocks of an orgasm. You splay your hands over his chest as he snaps his hips up into you.     You let out a whine and he quickly moves to kiss you, covering your lips with his. His tounge works its way through your mouth and you can taste yourself on him. You snake a hand through his hair in an attempt to regain some control. You tugged and you felt his breathing hitch. Noticing that he liked the pain , you pull harder and he responds by bucking his hips even more. You move your hands to dig into the tops of his shoulders and he turns you over. He fucks into you , breathing heavily ,his voice husky as he works inside of you. You bite back a moan as you become aware of him trembling above you. He gasps as you arch your back pushing up, desperately wanting more of him. Your breathing is ragged and you can feel your walls clamping down on him as he pumps in and out of you. He nibbles at your neck, under your jawline, you hear his grunts become more pained. His lips brush your ear as you scratch down his back ,digging in. He grinds into you sinking deeper inside and letting out a moan.You scream his name and cum onto him for the second time this morning. Your legs spasm and you see him smile watching you lose control. He rolls off of you and stroking himself, you note the movement of the muscles in his forearm and chest as he works himself, waiting for you to recover. " I thought you said I had atleast an hour." he joked , working himself over. "I thought so too." you exhale, trying to catch your breath. He chuckles again as you roll over to face him. He tilts your chin up to meet his mouth.This could definitely take more than an hour.  

[jj-scottsbee]

Who’s Loki?

Prompt: You're the baby of the team only being 18 years old. You are young and have much to learn, but you can’t help but get yourself in mischief.

Warnings: Smallish smut, language

You slowly peeked your head out of your room, looking down both directions of the hallway. The hallway was empty, as you silently slipped out of your door closing it gently. You ran through the halls of the tower. It was late into the night as you used the stairs to quietly sneak down to the kitchen. You wore only a baggy t-shirt and fuzzy socks, your hair a mess. 

Every turn and doorway you would stop and peak around, making sure no one else was up. There was a box of hidden cookies waiting for you in the kitchen. You had forgotten to sneak them up to your room earlier. You had to find them before anyone else did. Tony had been getting on you about you skipping your daily training and your love of unhealthy foods. He had created a new rule where no one was allowed to bring junk food around you and banned it from the kitchen. However, Tony's rules never stopped you from getting what you wanted. Peter, being the doll he was, would stash snacks around the tower for you. He did so behind Tony's back knowing the pain of a strict diet. You hopped down the stairs excitedly as you made your way down to the kitchen. You could already taste the cookies in your mouth, as you practically drooled just thinking of them. You opened the door to the floor of the kitchen, slowly peaking out to make sure no one was there, the lights were off. You slipped out of the stairwell, crouching down, you ran behind the island that sat in the middle of the kitchen. You peeked around it checking to see if the TV was on, the screen was completely black. With confidence, you stood up straight and danced over to the light switch. As you flicked it on you shuffled back towards the fridge, you jumped on the counter and leaned towards the fridge. You balanced yourself by leaning your hands on top of the fridge and your feet pushed against the edge of the counter. With one hand to keep you up, you used the other to grab the box of cookies that sat at the back of the fridge. With one hard push, you shoved yourself away from the fridge and all the way onto the counter. You didn't even bother getting off the counter, you simply plopped down in the middle of it and opened the box of cookies. You stared at the cookies admiring how amazing they looked, but your gazing only lasted a few seconds. You were quick to grab several cookies and began eating. You threw your head back and let out a dramatic moan. "Oh my fuuuuck, these are better than sex," You whined as you shoved more into your mouth. You laid back on the counter putting another cookie in your mouth as you finished the one before. You were in heaven. "Surely no food can be better than sex." came a strong, but gentle voice. You didn't recognize the voice, opening one eye you stopped chewing and looked up to be greeted by an unfamiliar face. You didn't even say anything, you simply offered the stranger a cookie. He turned the food down with grimace, shaking his head. "So who are you?" You asked carelessly, as you sat up. You followed the strange man as he observed everything in the kitchen, your question seemed to offend him. "I am Loki of Asgard. You should be kissing my feet, instead of stuffing your face." He hissed, as he stared daggers at you. You stared at him unamused, popping another cookie into your mouth. Your emotionless face urked him, you showed no fear. "Who the fuck is Loki?" You chuckled, "is your hair really that greasy or is it gel? Cause sometimes if I don't shower for a week, mine starts to look just like that." You changed subjects fast. You pointed at Loki's hair, the god becoming slightly self-conscious. He had been taken aback by your bluntness and obliviousness. "I am Loki." He yelled, annoyance getting the best of him. Instead of his loud voice scaring you, you started to shush him. You crawled quickly across the counter on all fours, swatting at the air in front of his face. "Ok, ok. I get it, you're Loki." You tried to quiet him, "Wait aren't you Thor's brother?"  Loki let out an annoyed sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. It was late, you were tired, he was tired, the situation that was happening was not a smart one. You sat on the edge of the counter, your legs hanging off edge as you stared at Loki. You examined the raven-haired god. You examined his clothes, his face, his demeanor, and his body. He wore Asgardian clothes, the kind Thor often wore when he came back from Asgard. As you examined Loki, he stared back at you watching as your eyes raked over his body. Loki was taken back by you, he never met a mortal so, so...so you. He didn't know how he would describe you. "Shall I take my clothes off so you can get a better look?" Loki smirked, his ego growing as he finally realized that you might be admiring his body, more than just sizing him up. A small blush rose to your cheeks, his comment catching you off guard. You were usually the one to make the teasing remarks. "I mean I'd love to see what you were packing." You shot back, Loki's smirk faltered for a second but returned as his eyes raked up and down your own body. You both became aware of the lack of clothing you had on, but you didn't let your demeanor falter. "You shouldn't speak so loosely young one." He hissed, grabbing your face putting himself between your legs. You became even more aware of the lack of clothing you had on, as you felt your underwear dampen. The two of you were only inches away from each other, you couldn't decide if you were in danger or about to have the best sex of your life. "As you shouldn't put yourself in such a vulnerable position." You leaned into the god's hand more, as you quickly gripped him through his pants. He grunted in pain and pleasure, you gave him a hard squeeze letting him know he didn't have as much control as he thought. You felt him grow quickly, a tent becoming very noticeable in his tight pants. Loki held a moan back, as you began to palm him. He had forgotten his reason for even coming to Midgard, he was like putty in your hand. He had let his hand loosen on your face, as you pushed into the crook of his neck, his hand gliding to the back of your head. He tangled his large hand in your hair, as you licked up his neck and then along his jawline. He lifted his head to let you nip at his neck, you grabbed the sides of his shirt pulling him closer. He let one hand play with your hair, while the other moved to undo his pants. Whatever reason he had for coming to the tower, was pushed to the back of his mind as he rushed to undo his pants. He was beside himself, he had come for some sort of business, but now he stood between a young woman's legs ready to fuck the living shit out of her. As he pushed his pants just low enough to get his member out, he quickly moved your underwear to the side. He let his fingers find your bud, and then moved to your folds to feel your wetness. He was oddly gentle as he slipped a long digit into you, he took you by surprise making you let out a small gasp. He slowly moved one finger in and out of you, as impatient as you were. You shoved his hand away and grabbed him by his member pulling him even closer to you. The tip of his cock hit you, you were eager to have this god inside of you. Loki gripped your hips sliding you closer to the edge of the counter, moving your underwear to the side once again. He lined himself up with you, ready to slam into you. He drew back, ready to thrust hard and deep- "NO. No, too young." came the deep voice of Loki's brother. You quickly pushed Loki away, as he turned away from his brother trying to bring his pants up. You made sure to bring your t-shirt down to cover you once again, not daring to look Thor in the eye. Loki tucked himself back into his pants and turned around to greet his big brother. "Hello to you too brother," Loki mumbled agitated at the fact that Thor had cock-blocked him. "Y/n your room is waiting for you," Thor said angrily, he stood in sweatpants and a t-shirt. His face was cold as he watched you hop off the counter and walk back towards the stairwell, you grabbed the box of cookies as you passed them. "Only Y/n," Thor growled at his younger brother as he tried to follow you. Loki sighed in disappointment turning to face his brother. "Brother, bring it here," Loki walked toward Thor his arms open ready to bring his older brother into a mocking embrace. "Don't you dare." Thor said, refusing to look at Loki. He pointed a single finger at Loki's pants. Loki looked down and to his surprise, the tent was still there. "Well, this is quite awkward."

Part Two Up Now

[hemmingsmendess]

Rolling Stone- 5sos

5sos (all four guys) x fem!reader

Helping the guys get ready for the Rolling Stone cover shoot 

Warnings: oral sex (m&f receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, daddy kink

Word count: 3,151 (the longest fic I’ve written)

Rating: M (18+, this is filthy)

This came to life after  conversation I had with @piscespsychoward​

“The guys will be here in about half an hour, I need everyone to make sure they are ready for them.” Your boss said, looking around to the group of people that surrounded him, “Y/n, I need to talk to you.” Your heart sank at his words, a million possibilities of things you may have done wrong running through your mind. 

“What’s up?” 

“I need you to head back to the dressing rooms, you’re in charge of writing the lyrics on them.” 

“Yes sir.” Butterflies erupted in your stomach as you walked towards the dressing rooms. 5sos had been your favorite band for as long as you could remember, the thought of being in a room alone with them made your heart skip a beat. 

You opened one of the doors, the sign showing that it was Luke’s assigned room, and sat down in a chair by the door. 

The thirty minutes until they arrived went by excruciatingly slow, your anxiety growing by the second. A light knock on the door pulled you out of your thoughts. 

“You can come in.” There was a moment before the door opened and Luke Hemmings made his way into the room. A smile spread across his face as he took in your appearance. You knew you would be meeting them today, so you wore a cute dress rather than your usual t-shirts and skinny jeans. 

“Hey, I’m Luke.” He greeted himself as he reached out a hand for you to shake. 

“Y/n,” you started “I’m here to do the writing for the shoot.” A blush crept upon your cheeks as you finished the sentence. Luke nodded his head as he began to remove his jacket. You looked him up and down, admiring the skinny jeans that hugged his legs just right. 

“You can lay your clothes on the back of the couch.” A smirk spread across Lukes face as you attempted to look away from him. 

“Thanks, boxers on or off?” The butterflies in your stomach roared to life again at the thought of seeing him naked. You cleared your throat before answering. 

“Um, whichever you’re more comfortable with.” Your breath caught in your throat as he slipped his fingers under the waistband of his boxers, beginning to pull them down his legs.

Holy shit, this is actually happening. I’m gonna see Luke Hemmings dick. 

“Where do you want me?” You pointed to a spot in the middle of the room before grabbing the markers from the table and following Luke. 

“I’ll start off with your chest and arms, then move to your legs, ok?” He nodded his head, giving you permission. Looking down at the sheet of lyrics, you started writing “EVERYBODYS GOT THEIR DEMONS” across his chest. 

It only took a few minutes before Lukes torso was covered in ink. You stepped back to look over your work, taking in a breath before you spoke. 

“Ok, time to move on to your legs.” You took your bottom lip between your teeth as you sank to your knees in front of him, ending up face-to-face with his dick. No words were exchanged as you began your work, scribbling words on the smooth skin of his thighs. 

“Can you spread your legs a little bit?” 

It took almost 45 minutes until you had finished with the four men. Your panties were soaked by the time you finished working on Ashton. You were astonished by how big they all were, each opting to remove his boxers. 

The four men stood in the studio, posing for each picture. You stared unashamedly at them, watching the photoshoot play out. 

Within an hour you were back by the lounge, the shoot having just wrapped. Each man was in his dressing room, removing the ink from his skin. You were shocked when Ashton approached you, a smirk spreading across his face when he saw you. 

“Come with me.” He ordered, giving you a look that made your knees weak. You followed him back to the dressing rooms, only hesitating for a moment when he opened the door to his. 

“We saw the way you were looking at us.” Ashton said as he ushered you into the room, where the other three band members stood. 

“What’s going on?” You questioned. 

“Like Ash said, we saw the way you were looking at us.” Luke said as he approached you. They were all looking at you like you were their prey. 

Ashton stood behind you and grabbed the straps of your dress, slowly pushing them passed your shoulders, making the fabric fall to the ground.

“Tell us you don’t want this, and we’ll stop.” Ashton whispered into your ear. 

“Please,” you whimpered at his words, “don’t stop.” The sound of the door locking behind you made the moment even more real. 

“What do you want, baby?” Michael spoke up. 

“Anything.” There was a moment of silence, the men taking in your body. You wore a lacy bra with a matching thong, the material barely covered you. 

“Christ, ” Calum whispered as he noticed the large wet spot on your panties, “she’s soaked.” 

Ashton let out a low laugh as he unclasped your bra, grabbing your breasts in his hands. 

“You got nice tits, babe.” 

“Th-thank you.” You moaned as he pinched your nipple. 

“What should we do with her guys?” Ashton asked, acting like you weren’t even in the room. 

“I wanna see what that mouth can do,” Michael started, “she was practically drooling over my dick.” You nodded your head, letting them know that you were on with that. 

“Need you to use your words, baby.” Luke said, tracing your jawline with his thumb. 

“Please.” Was all you could get out before Ashton pushed you to your knees in front of Michael. His cock was already rock hard, the sight making your mouth water. You reached your hand up to wrap it around the base, giving the head a quick kiss. Michael let out a yelp as you took the tip into your mouth, running your tongue over the slit. 

“Fuck, that feels good.” He groaned, grabbing your hair and attempting to push you down further. You relaxed your jaw as he began to slide into your mouth. 

“Holy shit, she’s taking you to the base.” Calum remarked, surprise lacing his voice. You pulled off of Michael for a second, a whimper leaving his mouth at the loss of contact. 

“I suck a lot of dick, my gag reflex is basically non-existent.” You explained before taking Michael back into your mouth. You heard the three others bathrobes drop to the floor, clenching your thighs together at the thought. 

You felt a pair of large hands grip your waist, positioning you so your ass was in the air. You let out a moan when a pair of lips came in contact with your pussy. You angled your head to try to see who’s mouth it was, groaning when you saw Ashton. 

“Fuck, if you keep sucking like that, I’m gonna cum.” Michael whined. You doubled your effort at his words, the thought of him cumming in your mouth pushing you closer to the edge. 

“Taste so good.” You heard Ashton mumble as he worked his tongue, dragging it through your folds before pausing to flick your clit a few times. Your muscles almost gave out when two of his fingers slid into you, allowing him to focus his tongue on your sensitive bundle of nerves. 

You sucked Michael as hard as you could, wanting to feel his cum in your mouth. 

“Oh, fuck! I’m close.” He grunted as you ran your tongue along the vein on the underside of his cock. You pulled away, quickly replacing your mouth with your hand. You jerked him hard and fast, opening your mouth to catch his release.

“Fuuuuck!” He let out as he reached his orgasm, ropes of cum coating your tongue. Michael looked down at you just in time to see you swallow his release. 

Ashton quickened the pace of his fingers, trying to bring you to your first orgasm. The feeling of his mouth and fingers, along with Michael’s taste lingering on your tongue, was enough to push you over the edge. Your thighs clenched around Ashtons head as your body shook with shocks of pleasure. Ashton continues his movements, helping you through the aftershocks. 

“Holy shit.” You gasped as Ashton pulled away from your core. 

“Yeah.” Michael agreed. 

“Think you can handle a few more for us baby?” Luke asked as he moved in front of you. You shook your head in agreement. 

“Fuck me, please.” You looked up at Luke, giving him the most desperate face you could manage.  

“We don’t have condoms baby.” He replied, shooting you a sympathetic look. 

“Don’t care, I’m on birth control. Just, please.” You mumbled hastily, desperately needing to be filled. Calum, Ashton, and Luke all groaned simultaneously. 

“Ok, who do you want first?” Ashton asked, running a hand down your spine. 

“Calum.” There was quiet shuffling as Calum moved closer to you, grabbing your hips and moving you to lay on your back. 

“God, you look gorgeous.” He groaned as he leaned down to kiss you. The kiss was full of passion, knocking your breath out of your chest. A soft whine escaped your lips as you felt his cock nudge at your entrance. Slowly, he slid inside of you, groaning at the tightness of your walls around him. 

“Fuck, you feel good.” He groaned as he bottomed out, his hips meeting yours. 

“Move, please.” You whined our. Calum slowly pulled back his hips before thrusting back into you, hard. You let out a loud moan at the feeling of his cock dragging against your most sensitive spots. 

“Shit, that's hot.” Came Lukes voice from somewhere behind you. You looked over to where he and Ashton stood, both men slowly jerking themselves. 

“I’m not gonna last long, you feel too good.” Calum grunted as your walls clenched around his length. He picked up his pace, slamming into you as fast and hard as he could, chasing his orgasm. 

“Fuck!” You screamed out, “Right there!” Your back arched when the head of Calum’s dick found your g-spot. “I’m close.” 

“Cum for me, come on babygirl.” You let out a whine as Calum stopped, his cock twitching as his orgasm hit. The warmth of his cum on your walls was the final touch you needed to fall over the edge again. Your orgasm washed over you like a storm. 

You whined as Calum pulled his softening dick from you, your body buzzing in oversensitivity. 

“You ready for me?” Luke asked as he replaced Calum between your thighs. You held up a finger to signal that you needed a minute. You made sure your breathing was steadied before you nodded your head. 

“Don’t worry,” Luke whispered to you, “I’ll go slow.” He finished the sentence as he slid into you, the stretch being a little easier this time. Luke took his time with bottoming out, not wanting to hurt you. He paused for a moment when he was finally buried inside you, waiting for your ok to move. 

“You can move, I’m ok.” You told him, running your hand through his hair. Luke nodded his head before starting his slow movements. He moved his head down closer to yours, kissing you softly. You were surprised at his tenderness, something about him just screamed ‘wild animal’. 

You let out a hum of contentment as he slipped his tongue into your mouth, moaning when you ran your tongue over his lip piercing.

“Fuck, you can go harder and faster,” You whined out. You were appreciative that he didn’t want to hurt you, but his shallow thrusts just weren’t enough. Luke’s eyes turned a darker shade of blue, biting down on your bottom lip as he thrust in harshly. You let out a scream at the feeling, you were already sensitive from Calum fucking you. 

“Does that feel good?” Luke let out a little laugh at the face you were making. 

“Y-yes, feels so good.” You stuttered out. Luke quickly reached down to rub his thumb over your clit, your back arched at the stimulation. Luke let out a groan as you dragged your nails down his back, leaving red lines on his skin. 

“You close? I can feel your pussy clenching around me.” Luke growled out between gritted teeth. The increasing pressure on his shaft was pushing him closer and closer to the edge. 

“I-I,” was all you could manage before another orgasm came over you. Your pussy clenched around Luke, pulling him over the edge a little faster than he had wanted. A grunt escaped Luke as he gently pulled out of you, being careful of how sensitive you were. He smiled as he leaned down to place another soft kiss on your lips.

“You did so good.” He mumbled against your lips, slowly pulling away before walking over to join Michael and Calum on the couch. Your eyes fluttered shut for a moment, taking in the feeling of euphoria that was running through your veins. Ashton cleared his throat to remind you he was still there. You looked over to where he was standing, his cock was achingly hard in his hand. A whimper escaped your lips at the sight. It was no secret to anyone who knew you that you’re an Ashton girl. He’s hot, has a great body, and has an amazing personality, the thought of him alone could make you wet. 

“Think you can handle one more for me?” You nodded your head aggressively. “Gotta be careful baby, I’m not gonna hold back.” 

“Oh f-fuck, please!” An almost evil smirk appeared on his face as he walked around you, taking in the state you were in. You lay on the floor, naked with Calum and Luke’s cum dripping out of your pussy. Ashton kneeled down between your legs, dipping a finger into you and scooping up some of the cum. Your mouth watered as he brought it up to your lips, tapping your bottom lip gently. You slowly opened your mouth and took in his fingers. The taste of the two men mixed together was enough to get you riled up again. 

“Ashton, please.” You begged, his fingers still in your mouth. 

“Aww, do you want my dick? Having Calum and Luke wasn’t enough for you? Cockslut.” Your cheeks flushed a darker pink, if that was even possible at this point. 

Ashton reached up and took your wrists into his hand successfully pinning them above your head. You tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but the struggle only earned you a slap to the thigh. You let out a gasp and the feeling. 

“Ready for my cock?” The question was rhetorical, he was already sliding himself through your slick folds. Your body tensed at the stimulation, you were extremely oversensitive by now. 

“God, she’s fucking ruined.” Michael gasped. A whimper escaped you as Ashton slid in, his cock was the biggest of the four. Your pussy was throbbing around him, desperate for him to make you cum. 

Ashton began thrusting into you, angling his hips so he was hitting the deepest parts of you. You couldn’t even explain what you felt. The pain of the oversensitivity mixing with the pleasure to create a feeling you had never experieced before. 

You let out a broken moan as Ashton moved one of your legs so it was around his waist, making him that much deeper. 

“Fuck, you’re still so tight after having two other cocks in you.” 

“I’m gonna cum, fuck!” You cried out.

“Not yet.” You let out a huff at Ashtons words. How can he seriously expect you to hold off your orgasm? All of a sudden, Ashton’s movements stopped. You jerked your head up and shot him a glare.

“Please, please let me cum, Daddy.” You bit your lip as soon as the word slipped out, The last time you accidentally called a guy daddy had not turned out well. You mentally cringed at yourself, afraid of how Ashton would react. 

Ashton let out a growl before he resumed his movements. “Aww, does babygirl wanna cum? Needs Daddy’s cock to help her finish?” Your eyes shot open as you felt another pair of hands on your body, You looked down and saw Luke caressing the skin of your stomach, slowly making his way down towards your clit. A whimper escaped your lips when he added some much needed pressure onto the bundle of nerves. 

“I’m gonna cum! Please let me cum!” you shouted out as the tip of Ashton’s cock hit the perfect spot. 

“Come on baby, cum for us. Show Luke, Calum, and Michael how good Daddy’s cock makes you feel.” Pleasure shot through your body as your final of the night orgasm crashed down on you. You barely noticed the extra wetness that appeared between your thighs. You heard them whispering something about ‘that was hot’, but you were too out of it to know what they were talking about. You closed your eyes and drifted off as exhaustion came over you. 

When you finally woke up, you were startled to realize you were in a hotel bed, dressed in a baggy t-shirt and a robe. You scanned your eyes around the room, trying to figure out where the fuck you were. You felt a wave of relief when you saw Ashton walk towards the bed, a glass of water in his hand. 

“Hey Y/n. How did you sleep?” 

“I slept ok, where am I?” A small smile crept onto his face as you sat up and pulled the robe tighter around your body.

“After you passed out last night, I dressed you in an extra t-shirt that I, thankfully, brought to the shoot. After everything we did, I sure as hell was not just leaving you, so I brought you back here.” Memories of what happened last night came flooding back to you. “Do you normally cling to people that much when you sleep?” Ashton asked, a giggle escaping at the look of horror that came onto your face. 

“I-” 

“It’s ok, I liked it.” He clarified. You slowly made your way out of the bed and began to put on your own clothes. Ashton turned around to give you some privacy, even after seeing every inch of you last night. You reached for your purse and pulled out your phone.

“I’m gonna call a cab, I don’t want to bother you.” 

“You’re not bothering me, but I understand if you want to leave.” You watched as he walked over to the counter. He came back over to you with a piece of paper in his hand. It had all four guys names, alongside their phone numbers. 

“Don’t be a stranger, we’d love to see you again.”

[kcabyap]

Nsfw

(💛) you're right. You're so fuckin perfect, baby, so beautiful... I cant keep my hands off you. Sometimes I wonder if im the greedy one *peppers light kisses from his jawline down his neck and collarbone, occasionally biting and sucking leaving evident love bites* you gunna show these off baby? Gunna let everyone know you're mine, just as i'm yours? *pushes him back lightly to lie down and continues to kiss down his chest and abs until they reach his crotch* *undoes his belt and frees his cock, looking up at him with lidded eyes and a sultry smirk as they go down on him and suck him off, never breaking eye contact and very clearly enjoying giving him head* *lets him come in their mouth and swallows, some cum dribbling down their chin* you taste like liquid gold baby, you taste so good. Want you to fill me up with your big cock and fuck me senseless like only you can. Im all yours ~ L

NSFW below, under 18s please don't read!

"Oh, baby, you... ah, you can be as greedy for me as you want, 'm all yours..." His head tilts as they kiss at his sensitive neck, his teeth biting at his lower lip as they leave love bites on his smooth skin. "Mmn, yeah... I'm gonna strut around shirtless way more often tomorrow just so everyone can see how good ya marked me up, darlin'," he breathes out, laying down for them so obediently, his legs falling open and his eyes falling closed. His breathing leaves him deep and slow, soft moans leaving him as they kiss down his well-toned chest. "O-Oh, fuck..." he almost whimpers as his cock springs free, his eyes needy and desperate as he gazes down into their own. One hand slides down into their hair, lightly grabbing at it as they begin to suck him, drawing such sweet whines and loud moans from the secondborn. He tries to maintain eye contact, but he finds his eyes closing with the pure pleasure of it all, his hips rolling to thrust into their mouth. "Ah, a-aaaah... h-honey, I... mm... I-I need ta cum, darlin', please..." he moans out, his cheeks so flushed as his hand tightens in their hair. "N-Ngh...~! Oh, fuuuuck..." He sighs blissfully after he finishes in their mouth, trying so hard to catch his breath, his pretty lips parted. "You... you were amazing..." he pants, eyes opening up to gaze at them. Seeing the drop of cum dripping down their chin, he smirks softly, moving to lightly lay them down on their back. Holding their hands and raising their arms above their head, he licks it up slowly and sensually, before pressing his lips to their own hard and passionately. "Mm... you're right, I do taste good," he gives a cheeky grin, quirking his eyebrows. "But..." His lips kiss at their chin, their neck, their chest, hands caressing their sides all the way down to their thighs. "I bet you taste even better, my treasure...~"

[jetsetlife138]

Would love to request 75. :3 The "friends don't do this" with BJ

Summary: Friendship only goes so far. You and Beetlejuice decide to take it to the next level.

Paring: Beetlejuice x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,600

Warnings: Religious imagery, dirty talk, blow jobs, cum swallowing

Smut Prompt: #75 - “Friends don’t do this kind of shit!”

Your best friend was a dead guy. Huh. Who would have thought?

It was all fun and games at first. When you first discovered him, you tried everything to get him out of your house, even going so far as to hire a paranormal expert who claimed that he could cleanse your home of unwanted spirits. His attempt was lackluster at best.

The man looked like he was about to pass out from fright the first time Beetlejuice appeared to him, a playful smirk plastered on his face. “Y-You must crossover!” The paranormal “expert” bellowed before he hastily reached into his bag and pulled out a crucifix, holding it in front of your ghostly guest. “You have no business here! Get out! The power of Christ-”

“Compels me? Oh, I don’t think so.” Beetlejuice cackled as he twirled his finger and the cross went flying out of the guy’s hands and across the room, falling with a loud thud to the floor.

Shaking violently, the man swallowed hard as he looked back at Beetlejuice, not prepared for the ghoul to teleport right in front of his face and say, “You’re adorable,” before pressing his mouth against the unsuspecting victim in a rough kiss.  

You had never seen anyone run so fast in all your life, earning gleeful laughter from the unwanted intruder. Admittedly, you found it pretty funny, and found yourself laughing right along with him, which didn’t go unnoticed by Beetlejuice. After that, the two of you were thick as thieves, finding genuine joy in each other’s company.

He was constantly seeking reassurance from you regarding your friendship. Of course, he never let up on his cocky, egotistical demeanor, but there were brief moments where you could tell he was being sincere, and truly valued friendship, which moved you. However, that did nothing to suppress his attempts to seduce you. He was a shameless flirt and would always offer to be of sexual service, to which you always replied, “Beetlejuice, we’re friends. That’s it.”

The phrase was always met with a groan, or an eye roll, or some snarky comment, but you knew he was happy with your friendship just the same. He had obviously been lonely before you came along, and if you were being honest with yourself, being around him made you feel better and less lonely, too.

Little did either of you know that over time, you would start to see him in a whole new light. It took you by complete surprise one day when you and Beetlejuice were contently sitting on the couch, watching tv, and you looked over and suddenly… wanted him? It wasn’t too shocking, considering how much you two had actually cared for each other, but still… you never would have thought that you would feel anything sexually for a ghost.

No longer having the willpower to ignore your urges, you uttered, “BJ?”

“Hmm?”

The moment he turned to you, you crushed your mouth against his and kissed him fiercely with a desperate, unspoken need.

Not needing any convincing whatsoever, he moaned against your lips as his tongue begged for entry, to which you happily accepted. You relished in his taste as he explored your mouth before he eagerly took your bottom lip in between his teeth and pulled gently, releasing it shortly after to place soft kisses along your jawline while you breathed heavily with arousal.

Your hands worked their way down to his pants as you tried to make quick work of unbuckling his belt, but you were stopped when he placed his hands over yours. “Whoa! Christ, babe. I thought you wanted to be friends? Friends don’t do this kind of shit!”

You placed a soft peck on his lips and nudged his hands away to continue undoing his belt. “We’re still friends,” you breathed against his mouth. “Just… with benefits.”

He bit his lip and groaned as he shifted forward to remove his jacket before leaning back on the couch, his eyes blown with desire and lust.

Noting his consent and after removing his belt, you slowly started to unzip his pants, purposely running your palm over the obvious bulge inside of them as you did so, earning a breathy groan from his swollen lips. You smiled at his desperate state as you hiked his pants down his hips, just enough to allow his strained cock to spring free of its confinement, pleasantly surprised by his girth.

Moving off of the couch, you fell to your knees onto the floor before pulling him closer to the edge of the couch for easier access. Angling yourself over him, you kissed each side of his hips as he arched his back with anticipation. Just to be a dick, you opened your mouth and blew air over his tip, causing him to sit up and glare at you. “Seriously? You’re going to be a fucking tease? I’m dead and haven’t had any action in a millenia. Have some sympathy.”

Chucking darkly, you pressed on his chest, forcing him to lay back on the couch once more. “Don’t complain or you won’t get anything at all.” He bit his lip and nodded his head in fervent agreement as you positioned your mouth over his fully erect cock once more.

Seductively, you ran the tip of your tongue over his slit in small kitty licks, causing Beetlejuice to inhale deeply, but he didn’t complain or move. With a little more force, you licked along the vein underneath his cock. His body trembled as you took each of his balls into your mouth, one by one, sucking gently while pumping him slowly, barely causing any friction. He whimpered eagerly as you continued nuzzling against his sac, reveling in the effect it was having on him.

After a few more moments of torture, you figured that you had teased him enough, and was getting impatient yourself, realizing how much you wanted to please him. Abruptly, you engulfed the head of his dick, sucking harshly as he pushed his hips forward, desperate for more contact. “Fuuuuck, babe. Oh, shit… feels so fucking good” he mewled as you took more of his cock into your mouth.

Pulling back, you circled the head of his length with your tongue, digging into the slit, which made the demon choke on his own breath and moan wantonly in approval. Hollowing your cheeks, you started to deep throat him, swallowing his length as his head hit the back of your throat. Gagging a bit, you felt tears welling up in your eyes, but you kept going, knowing how good it was making him feel.

“Oh, fuck. Mmph, babe… yes, just like that,” he urged as you sucked him harder, grazing the underside of his cock with your teeth.

It was obvious that he was close when he grabbed your hair roughly and pulled you closer. His back was arched severely and he was trembling with loss of control. Suddenly, you felt a foreign, blissful sensation throughout your entire body.

You choked on his dick, not expecting the pleasurable attack on my netherregions as you pulled off of him, earning a whine from the loss of contact. Once his hand stopped gripping your hair, the feeling ceased and you sat back, dumbfounded. “BJ, what… what the fuck was that?”

“Fuck, babe,” he breathed as he composed himself. “I just wanted to return the favor. Come on, don’t stop.” Okay, so he had sex powers? Huh. Interesting. That was something new. It would definitely benefit you in the future.

Still dazed, you started to pump him again, squeezing your hand slightly and flicking your thumb over his heavily leaking slit. “I think I’m going to like this whole ‘friends with benefits’ thing,” he chuckled, struggling to form coherent sentences.

Unable to find a reason to protest, you enveloped Beetlejuice’s thick cock once more, making obscene slurping noises as you bobbed your head up and down over his length.

A few moments later, his hand once again gripped your hair and the unbelievable pleasure continued to surge through your body. You started to lose your rhythm as the feeling became rapidly overwhelming, but you were still focused enough to flick and roll your tongue in all the right spots, causing Beetlejuice to groan whorishly, only increasing your desire to bring him over the edge.

Not long after that, his girth twitched inside of your mouth, barely giving you a warning before his chilled cum started lining the back of your throat in heavy spurts. He cried out as his orgasm consumed him completely, stuttering, “B-babe, shit! Oh my god…”

It was as if his release heightened his powerful abilities because as he was spilling himself into your mouth, the pleasurable sensation escalated immensely, instantly bringing you over the edge. Pulling yourself off of his length, you shamelessly moaned in bliss as your own release ripped through you violently.

When you regained your composure and came down from your high, you took Beetlejuice’s softening length into your mouth once more to lick up any remnants that you may have left behind when you had pulled off so abruptly. He gasped lightly as you sucked him, weak from his release and over-sensitized.

Once you were confident you sucked him dry, you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and crawled next to him on the couch, admiring the way his chest rose and fell calmly. A smile was playing on his lips as his eyes remained closed with euphoric contentment.

He must have felt you staring at him because he then opened his eyes and grinned widely when he turned to you. “Friends, huh?”

Winking at him, you replied, “More or less.”

[jootjootscrazyadventure]

Boarding School

NSFW

It was another boring old day at school. It was the start of a new year. Which means we're all in the auditorium hearing the same rules from years before. 'No partying' 'No alcohol or drugs' 'No sneaking off into each others room'. More rules and restrictions come along. With the usual ending 'Follow the rules and we'll have a great year together.' Freshmen wait in excitement to see their rooms and roommates.  After hearing the same old rules being preached at me for the 3rd year in a row, I go my room and greet my friend, F/N.

"Ready for another exciting year?" She asks, laying upside down on her bed. I roll my eyes at her implied sarcasm.

"Totes." I say in reply.

We spend the day putting our room together. It barely had enough room for our two beds and dresser. But we managed to make it work. On my side of the room, I have my bed with f/c(fave color) comforter, a artistic tapestry with fairy lights hanging around it, my wall is adorn with pictures of my friends and family. It feels like home whenever I put it back up. I turn the fairy lights on and a warm, pale glow lights up my half of the room. A few hours pass putting our room together, and we get hungry. We decided to call it a night and head out to grab some food.

We head into a small restaurant and sit down with small group of our friends. We laugh and have a good time seeing each other again after a long summer. After eating, we head out to the beach. It was late and we could barely see. So one of our friends flashes his headlights for us to see. We run around and have a great time swimming. I get the idea to go to the cliff and jump into water.

"Y/N, be careful!" My friend yells. I go for a running start to jump, but I slipped and fell down the cliff. I feel strong arms pick me up and take me somewhere. When I finally open my eyes, I see that I'm in someone else's room. I start to panic.

"Yare yare, calm down." A voice said.

I look over and see Jotaro Kujo. He's in the grade as me, but we've never really talked before. He comes over and grabs my right arm, patting away blood and putting medicine on it. I give him a confused look.

"You fell when jumping from the cliff. I happened to be there enjoying the beach at night when you showed up. Luckily, you didn't hurt yourself that bad." he said as he wraps my wrist in bandages.

"Ohh, uh thank you for taking care of me. You didn't have too. I should get back to my room. I'm sure my roommate is freaking out." I said. He simply nods. Now, to get back to my dorm before anyone sees me leaving Jotaro's room.

I get back to my room with ease.

"Y/N, Where have you been? Are you okay?" F/N asks.

I nod and tell her that Jotaro took care of my wounds. Her eyes grew large.

"Kujo? Jotaro Kujo helped you out?" She asked.

I nod again. "He seems to be a nice guy. He's kinda cute, ya know." I say. She gives me a side glance.

"You fell for him already, didn't you?"

I giggle nervously. "I mean, I dunno. Maybe." I say back scratching the back of my head. F/N shakes her head.

"Make your arm the only thing that gets hurt this year." She said and heads to bed. I roll my eyes and head to bed myself.

The next day, as I'm walking to class, I see the usual flock of girls around Jotaro. No matter how many times he tells them to shut up or go away, they remain around him, being loud. I wave to Jotaro and he tips his hat down. The flock of girls turn to me. Their faces are annoyed and angry.

"Can't you see WE'RE talking to him? You're annoying him. Go away." One says to me.

"Besides, why would JoJo want some girl who is broken?" She says again, referencing my wrapped wrist.

I slowly hide my wrist under my school uniform jacket.

"You bitches are the ones annoying me. Shut up and go somewhere else. Leave Y/N alone." Jotaro said. He walks over to me and urges me to walk with him to class.

"Thanks for sticking up for me." I say.

"Yeah, Don't mention it." Jotaro tips his hat back down. I go to leave for my class when he pulls me by my arm.

"Hey. There's this party going on this weekend. We should go together or something." I'm stunned by him. He's asking me to with him to a party.

"Uh, yeah okay. Sounds fun." I say to him. A slight smile appears on his lips.

"See ya around, Y/N." Jotaro says and walks off to his class.

Days pass and Jotaro makes it a habit to walk with me to our classes. The more we walked together, the more we got to know each other. Our hands occasionally brush pass each other. My face blushes. The rest of the day passes and I head back to my dorm to get ready for the party. Jotaro said he would pick me up at my dorm.

One shower, many outfit changes and some hair and make up later, I'm finally ready and just in time for Jotaro. I walk out of my door and ran into something hard. I look up and see Jotaro. He looks down at me.

"Yare yare, watch where you're going." He says smiling.

I smile back him and we began walking to the party. We walk towards a dorm complex and up some stairs. The hallway seems familiar, other than the fact that all the dorms look the same. And we turn to a door.

"Jotaro, you said there was a party. Why are we at your room?" I asked.

He smiles. "This is where the party is." He says, opening the door.

It's faintly lit up with soft lights and a smell of vanilla and roses fills the room. My eyes gleam as I look around.

"JoJo.." is all I can say.

He takes my hand guides me into the room. We sit together on his bed.

"What does this all mean?" I asked. He shakes his head.

"It means I like you, dummy. I didn't know how to get back here without it sounding creepy. It took a while to get this all sat up. I hope you like it." He says.

The apples of his cheeks light up pink. I jump to him, kissing him. It takes him a second or two to understand what's happening. He snakes his arm around my waist, his other hand cupping my cheek. We pull apart for a moment. Jotaro looks at me.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked. I nod my head.

Jotaro leans back into the kiss. His tongue flickers pass my lips. I grant him access. He explores my mouth. His hand travels up and down my back, giving light scratches. I smile into our kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck. Jotaro then pulls me over to lay on him. His hands wonder to my butt, giving harsh squeezes. I gasp at the sudden feeling. Jotaro leaves my lips and kisses and licks my neck. He gives butterfly kisses to my jawline. Jotaro begins to grind against me. I grind back, letting him know I'm fully into this. He then flips us over, so that he is on top. Jotaro removes his jacket and hat. His one curl falls in his face. I go to twirl it around my finger.

"You're so beautiful." Jotaro says to me.

I blush. He starts to remove his shirt. Leaving me in complete awe of his chiseled chest. He takes my hand and runs it across his his body. I don't think my face could get anymore red. Jotaro laughs at my shyness. He helps me take off my top and pants. He gazes at my body. I've never intimate with anyone. A smile spreads across his face.

"Gosh, you're so pretty."

After removing the remaining amount of clothing, we get back to kissing. Jotaro's hands travel all over my body. His right hands cups my boob, as his mouth sucks on my other nipple. My hands play with his hair. I feel him grow and twitch against me. I grind on him, stimulating my clit on his dick.

"Eager one aren't we?" He asks.

His hand finds it's way to my pussy. He rubs around the folds at first. Once I'm wet enough, he plunges two fingers into me. A moan escapes me. His slender fingers slide in and out of me in pure ecstasy. He starts to go faster. My moans become quicker.

"JoJooo.." I moan.

He leans up as he's fingering me and kisses my neck. Causing him to go even deeper. My hands tug on his hair. My walls tighten around his fingers. Jotaro quickly removes them. I whine in protest. He head dips down and starts to eat me out. His tongues runs pass my clit. He runs his tongue over my entire pussy. The warmth of his tongue causes me to hit my breaking point and cum on his face. I grab his hair and grind against his face. Jotaro grabs my thighs and eats like he'll never eat again. My moans become shaky.

Jotaro comes up and kisses me, letting me taste myself on him. He positions himself to my entrance. With an easy thrust, Jotaro enters my body. The new feeling is exhilarating. He's gentle at first, with slow thrusts, allowing me to get used to him. Once I'm comfortable with his size, he thrusts into me faster and harder. His grunts and moans sound like music to me. I buck my hips to match his. My eyes flutter open, looking at the handsome man in front of me. I lean up and kiss him. Jotaro takes this chance and flips us once more so he's on the bottom again. As we kiss, I ride him. I grind against him, bouncing on him. Jotaro grips my hips, helping my pace. I lean back down to kiss him. With my ass in the air, he smacks it and thrusts hard into me. The sloppy sounds of skin on skin fill the room.

I get a brave idea and hop off Jotaro. His face looks grim and angry. I reposition myself so I'm at the end of the bed. I kiss the tip of his dick, tasting bits of pre-cum. I swirl my tongue around his tip, pumping as I go. I slowly deep throat Jotaro. Surprisingly, I am able to completely fit him in my mouth. I bob my head up and down. His moans are loud with mixes of profanities. Jotaro pulls my hair up out of the way, whispering encouraging words for me to keep going.

"Fuuuuck, Y/N." Jotaro says and cums in my mouth.

The thick, warm, salty fluid runs down my throat. I let him ride his high out in my mouth. He pulls out and looks at me as I swallow the rest of his cum. I smile sweetly at him. Jotaro comes over to me and kisses me. He pulls me back to his bed. I rest on his chest as he gives me sweet pecks on my head. I cuddle against his broad frame. His strong arms wrap around me.

Hours pass into the early morning. Warm sunlight shines on me as I wake up. Jotaro arms tighten around me. I glance over at me. He's already awake. He smiles.

"Hey." He says. I snuggle up to him.

"Hey." I say back.

"Wanna grab some breakfast?" He asks.

"Mmmm, in a few more hours. I want to stay like this longer." I reply.

Jotaro chuckles and kisses my forehead. "I really like you, Y/N." Jotaro says.

"Man, I'd hope so. Or that'd make this situation awkward." Jotaro rolls his eyes. But a sweet smile appears. "I really like you too, Jotaro." I finally say back and give him a kiss.

[the-writing-dump-bin]

Open Arms

Gyro Zeppeli x female reader (song used Open Arms by Journey) hope you all are as thirsty as I had been for this cowboy.

N*S*F*W +18

The door sounded with loud pounding as you beat your fist on the wood. It was only ten o'clock, someone had to be awake. If not, they would be from your relentless pounding.

"Okay, okay! I'm coming, stop banging on the damn door!" The door opened and you saw Johnny on the other side. "Y/N?" He asked in confusion. "What are you doing here?"

"Is Gyro home?" You asked, barging your way into the apartment.

Johnny sighed at your forcefulness. You were always welcomed in their shared apartment, having been friends with them for so long, but sometimes showing up unannounced at night made Johnny a little annoyed. "He's in his room. And please, come in."

"Thanks." You said, making your way down the hall. Knocking lighter this time, you tapped your hand on the door. When you heard his voice telling you to come in, you opened the door gently.

Gyro was laying on his bed casually as he watched tv; dressed in only sweatpants. When he saw you enter, he sat up a little and looked for a nearby shirt but couldn't find one. He was about to cover himself up a little by crossing his arms over his chest until he saw how flustered and angry you were. "Y/N? What's wrong? What happened?"

"Mark! He's a fucking jerk!" You had been dating this guy for a few months, but the last couple weeks had been nothing but arguing and yelling.

Being your best friend, Gyro had heard everything that you complained to him about horrible dates over the last couple years. Secretly, Gyro adored you, but he was always too afraid to tell you how he felt, so he kept himself in the friend zone in fear of losing what he already had with you.

"I suggested that we work on this by going out to dinner tonight but what does he do? He starts going off at how my life is going nowhere with my writing and that I need a new profession." You paced near the foot of his bed, waving your arms as you voiced your complaint. "Then, he starts looking over at a table of girls and gave them inviting looks! Seeing this, I threw my drink in his face and stormed off. I didn't want to go home, in case he decided to follow me there, so I came here. I hope thats okay, I know its late and I didn't call first."

"Of course it is." Gyro said, shuffling his body to the side a bit. He waved a hand at you, telling you to come over. You made your way over and cuddled into the left side of his body, putting your arm over his stomach and your head resting on his chest. You two had been in this position before; it was his favourite. Feeling you close to him brought him warmth throughout his body. Pulling you closer, he used his left hand to stroke your hair.

Gyro always gave you comfort when you were feeling down. Whether it was because of work or because of failed relationships, he was always there to make you feel calm and happy. Snuggling into him, you could smell his refreshing scent of fresh linen. Did he always smell this good? With your head resting on his chest, you noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt. When you walked in, that didn't seem to cross your mind over how worked up you were. You've seen him without a shirt countless times, but cuddling like this made your heart skip.

The only light that filled the room was from the tv, making Gyro's toned body look incredibly irresistible to you as the shadows danced across the valley of his abs. Your body relaxed as you focused the feeling of Gyro's gentle strokes through your hair. The touch so caring and loving; not one of your ex's ever gave you such affection like this. Turning your head slightly, you nuzzled his chest, brushing your lips softly on his skin.

Gyro's eyes went wide when he felt your action. His heart picked up pace and his hand stopped in mid stroke, fingers tangled in your hair. "Wh-What are you doing?" His face flushed red and his cheeks heated.

What were you doing? You weren't exactly sure. But something about Gyro's care for you made you realize that he was the only man to make you feel like you mattered in this world. He always supported you in anything you did. He never made you feel bad about your passion for writing and loved reading your stories; giving you feedback when you needed it. You pulled your hand back from around him, resting it on his stomach as you moved your kisses upward to his neck. "Gyro..." You whispered breathlessly.

The air in Gyro's lungs felt like it had been knocked out of him when he heard you breathe his name. The feel of your touch sending shivers through him. He had always dreamt about you two together, but you had just broken up with your boyfriend. "Y/N..." He said quietly, feeling your lips move up again towards his jawline. "You're feeling sad, you're not thinking straight."

Your hand moved up his body, resting on his collarbone. Your own body was turned into him, almost laying right on top of his. Looking deeply into his amazingly green eyes, you said "No, Gyro, I am finally seeing what's always been in front of me." A finger caressed his cheek. "You've always been there for me, supported me in anything I did, made me laugh when I wanted to cry. Without being together, you have shown me more care and love than anyone I had dated." A tear ran down from your eye. "I-It's always been you."

His heart started to ache when he heard your words. He always wanted to be with you but settled with being friends. His life felt so empty and cold when you weren't around. Bringing up his hand, he wiped away the tear that fell from your eye; a loving sigh escaped from his mouth. "Y/N..."

Your noses touched, eyes darting around each other's face, waiting to see who would make the first move...which ended up being the both of you. At the same time, your lips connected with his in a slow and gentle kiss. Gyro's hand slid behind your head, tangling his fingers in your hair. He longed to feel you this way and now it was happening. Your stomach did flips of excitement as your tongue prodded between his lips, wanting permission inside, which he gladly let you enter. "I've thought about this a lot." Gyro confessed between kisses, his hand flexing lightly in and out of a fist.

Slowly, you moved so that you were straddling his waist while he was still propped up against the headboard of his bed. Moving your mouth from his lips to his ear, you whispered "What else have you thought about, Zeppeli?" A growl emitted from the blonde male as you returned to his mouth, your hands splayed out on his chest. When your nails dug into his pectorals, it caused Gyro to take a sharp inhale through his nose and grabbed at your back, balling his hands in your shirt. "Tell me everything you thought about. I want to hear it. Did you think about these?" You pulled your shirt over your head, your beasts resting perfectly in your laced bra.

Gyro stared, entranced by your beauty before him. With a single finger, he traced the outline of your garment. "I have." His thumb formed small circles around your nipple through your clothed breast, making you whimper. Using his free hand, he reached around and undid the clasp; the straps slid off your shoulders with ease. Moving his hand away, the rest of your bra fell on top of him, which he threw away with haste. He took a moment to burn your image into his head before he pulled you so close that your bare chest was against his.

Your head nuzzled in the space between his neck and shoulder while he held you, breathing in your scent. In this moment, nothing was said, just the sounds of your breathing and the rise and fall of your chests. This felt so right. How could you had been so blind to this perfect man that was already in your life? Gyro's arms squeezed tighter around you, like he was afraid to let you go. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked you quietly. Sitting up so you were face to face with him, you simply said 'yes' and began to kiss him again.

You could feel Gyro becoming harder underneath you with every time your lips connected, causing your hips to move minutely over him. In a swift move, you felt a hand slide into your pants, making you squeak out an 'oh'. His fingers rubbed you softly. "I've thought about this, too." He said, feeling how wet you were. He was making you a panting mess as you were on your hands and knees over him. "God...look at you. So damn beautiful." He could see the pleasure across your face as you moved your hips over his hand.

Slipping a couple fingers inside, he made your eyes roll back. "Nnnngh!" Your mouth found his nipple and you started sucking and licking. Gyro could tell you were getting close to your release with your walls contracting around his fingers. "That's it, my love, look at me. Look at me while you cum." You did as you were told and stared up at him with your mouth in an open pant. He pressed his hand against you as you rode out your first orgasm caused by him. "Fuuuuck." He hissed, pleased he could make your face like that.

Your arms and legs felt shakey and that you could collapse at any moment, but Gyro flipped you over onto your back and pulled off your pants and underwear, leaving you completely naked. "Shit..." He ran a hand through his hair. Having you like this before him was a dream come true. Pulling his sweatpants off, he climbed on top of you, caging you with his arms. His long, blonde locks fell over you like a curtain. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you gave him a few more kisses.

Gyro started to line himself to your entrance when you pulled your head to the side. "What about Johnny?"

He looked at you with his brows knit together and blinked. Scoffing, he said "I was...kinda hoping this could just be the two of us."

"Not like that, you moron. I mean, what if he hears us?"

Gyro smiled. The thought of him making you scream with ecstasy as you two were flown into the heavens made him want the whole world to hear. "Let him." He entered you slowly so he wouldn't overwhelm you while you adjusted around his cock. "Oh my God." He said while he inched in. "You make the best faces." Once he was fully sheathed inside, he started a rhythmatic pace, sending jolts into your core.

Getting faster, Gyro pulled your legs up and pinned them to the bed, spreading them wider. The sensation was incredible as he pounded his long, hard cock inside you. You balled your hands into the sheets. "Oh! Oh! Ah ah ah! D-Dear God, Gyro! Fuck me! Nnnnnnngh! This feels so good! Why haven't we done this before!" He was a much better partner than any other lay you had before. Pulling his head to yours, you looked him straight in the eyes. "Cum inside me. I want to be filled by you."

"Oh, you got it, babe."

It was his sole mission to bring you over the edge with him. He kept going, not stopping until you were both thrown into bliss. Then there it was. Both of you seized as you pressed your hips to each other, trying to keep the orgasm going for as long as you can. His cock twitched inside while your walls twitched around him. Coming down from your highs, Gyro collapsed on top of you, still inside your pussy. Pulling up his head, you kissed him hard. "Gyro... I love you."

Gyro was exhausted, but manage to grin as he panted to catch his breath. Resting his head on your chest, feeling you heart beat, he closed his eyes and sighed. "I love you, too. Don't think that that was all that was gonna happen tonight. I want to keep going."

Grinning yourself, you stroked his hair. "Well, I'm not going to say no to that."