#gbg swaggersouls

[custardandjam]

Alcohol leads to... fun - SwaggerSouls x Reader

MASTERLIST : HERE

words: 1468 warnings: drinking, drunk sex, fem!oral recieving, p in v, after care :D

When you met him, you could never have imagined what would unfold.

You felt a light tap on your shoulder, drawing your attention. Turning, you saw him standing there, his eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and determination. His tousled hair framed a face that was both familiar and strange, and his hesitant smile betrayed his anxiety. As your eyes met, he quickly glanced over his shoulder. You followed his gaze to a group of his friends a short distance away, who were subtly gesturing and encouraging him to approach.

"Hello," you said, your voice tinged with confusion. You studied his face, trying to place him and understand his intentions.

He coughed lightly before speaking, "I, erm, can I buy you a drink?" His voice wavered with uncertainty. You shrugged nonchalantly before nodding; after all, a free drink is a free drink.

The bar you were in wasn't exactly dingy, but it wasn't high-class either. The dim lighting and slightly worn-out furniture gave it a lived-in feel. You had already witnessed several people slipping into the bathrooms, emerging with suspiciously energized demeanors, likely having indulged in some illicit substances. You supposed plenty of wealthy folks did that too in their higher up bars and clubs.

After he, who you learned was named Eric, got a bit more drunk, as did you, his shyness began to fade away. His words flowed more freely, and his laughter became more genuine. The awkwardness that initially coloured his approach had dissolved into a comfortable camaraderie.

Eric's friends had moved on from this bar to the next, but he stayed by your side, engaging you in lively conversation and playful flirting. The noise of the bar buzzed around you, but you were both in your own little world.

After he made you laugh for what felt like the hundredth time that night, you—emboldened by the alcohol—swayed forward and kissed him. He melted into the kiss, his initial surprise quickly giving way to reciprocation. The world around you seemed to blur as you shared that moment, the energy of the bar fading into the background.

"Wow," he muttered, his eyes wide with amazement and a touch of awe. "Wow," he repeated, as if he couldn't quite believe what had just happened. His expression softened, his gaze lingering on you with a newfound tenderness, clearly smitten.

As the night wore on and the bar began to empty, Eric looked at you with a blend of excitement and a touch of hesitation. The ambient noise had dwindled to a quiet hum, leaving just the two of you in your own bubble of shared connection. He took a deep breath, his eyes searching yours with a mixture of hope and a hint of mischief. "You know," he began, his voice slightly husky from the alcohol and the intimacy of the evening, "I don't live far from here. DO you wanna come over? We can continue this— open another bottle of wine or whatever."

Your pulse quickened as you weighed his invitation, the anticipation in his eyes and the warmth of his smile drawing you in. After a moment's pause, you nodded. "Sure," you said softly, feeling a rush of excitement.

Eric's face lit up, and he quickly settled the tab. He took your hand as you both stepped out into the cool night air, the bustling city around you a stark contrast to the quiet anticipation hanging between you. The walk to his place was filled with light conversation and laughter, the chemistry between you two undeniable.

When you arrived at his apartment, Eric fumbled slightly with the keys before opening the door to reveal a cozy, dimly lit space. It was tidy but lived-in, with personal touches that made it feel warm and inviting. He gestured for you to enter, and you stepped inside, taking in the soft ambient lighting and the subtle scent of his cologne lingering in the air.

"Make yourself at home," he said, his voice carrying a new, deeper warmth. He moved to the kitchen area, retrieving a bottle of wine and two glasses. "I thought we could continue our conversation here," he added, his tone playful and inviting.

As he poured the wine, you settled onto the plush couch, the soft fabric comforting against your skin. Eric handed you a glass and sat down beside you, closer than before. The tension between you grew, electric and palpable. You clinked glasses, his eyes never leaving yours, and took a sip, the wine smooth and rich.

The conversation flowed easily, interspersed with shared glances and subtle touches. Each laugh, each shared story, drew you closer, the outside world fading away. When the bottle was nearly empty, Eric leaned in, his voice low and husky, "I'm really glad you came over."

You felt a magnetic pull, your faces inches apart. Without hesitation, you closed the distance, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss. The softness of his mouth against yours sent a thrill through your body, and he responded eagerly, his hand gently cradling your face. The kiss deepened, the room around you blurring as you lost yourselves in the moment, the night unfolding in ways you hadn't anticipated but fully welcomed.

He wasn’t exactly slow, he immediately dragged his hand sensually from your neck to your waist, to your inner thighs. He wouldn’t admit it, but he moaned when he felt his fingers inside of you, you were beautiful, moaning as his fingers curled and pressed against your sweet spot.

He eventually pulled his fingers out, grabbing your hips and guiding you to his bedroom, he didn’t bother in the romantic stuff, he was eager. Ripping your clothes off with fevour- as well as his own. He’s hard- thats obvious- what with it pressed up against your leg as he hold himself above you, leaning down to suck gentle on your nipple. “Fuck, you’re beautiful,” He groaned. His voice vibrating against your skin making you moan.

He kisses down your body, his head coming to rest between your thighs. His tongue delving into your folds as you arch under him. He’s relentless, licking and sucking, teasing you. 

You already feel close, his tongue swirling around your clit, you clench your thighs around his head and he can tell youre done for. Your whole body trembles with anticipation before you release all over his tongue, he continues to suck until you have to push his head from over stimulation.

His eyes are looking at you lust and satisfaction, his chin shining in the dim lights from your own slick. 

He doesn’t give you much time to recover before the head of his cock is teasing your cunt, pushing into you making you whine. “Thats right, baby, moan for me.” He grunts out as he thrusts his hips into you. His eyes gleam in satisfaction with each whine you release.

He’s becoming more urgent, his hips moving in a more demanding pace, barely with rhythm. He grips your hips had, crescents being dug into the flesh, hes holding you steady. Driving into you with reckless abandon. Muttering about how close he is, his voice strained, words punctuated by grunts and groans.

Then his hips become as erratic as ever, he groans loud, as he reaches his peak, muscles tensing as he pulls out and spills all over your tummy. He breathes shakily, his body trembling with aftershocks.

After cleaning the mess from your skin, he lay besides you on the bed.

Eric’s breathing was heavy and uneven as he lay beside you, the aftermath of his release still palpable in the dimly lit room. His body trembled slightly, a mix of exhaustion and lingering satisfaction. Slowly, he turned on his side to face you, his gaze softening as he took in the sight of you, still catching your breath.

He gently brushed a strand of hair from your forehead, his touch tender and soothing. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice now a hushed whisper, filled with genuine concern. He leaned closer, his fingers lightly tracing over your skin, trying to offer comfort after the intensity of the moment. His eyes were filled with a warmth that contrasted with the raw passion of earlier, showing a side of him that was caring and attentive.

Without breaking eye contact, he reached for a soft blanket draped over the side of the bed and carefully pulled it over both of you. The fabric was cool and comforting against your skin. He then retrieved a damp cloth from the bedside table, wiping away the evidence of your shared passion from your stomach with gentle, deliberate strokes. His touch was careful, as though he wanted to make sure you felt cared for and respected.

Once he was finished, he settled back against the pillows, pulling you close. He wrapped his arms around you in a protective embrace, his body heat a pleasant counterpoint to the cool air of the room. "You were incredible," he murmured.

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[fluckingfeathers]

West hunt brings out the worst in them

[amazingsam9]

Hey yall, please go subscribe to my new YouTube channel and watch the new video I’m uploading today!!

[enderdoesstuff]

Hi nice to meet you my name is Ender. I am 💅💅 if yk yk, and I go by She/They. I am really fascinated with space and hope to be an astrophysicist soon. I love writing and am currently writing a horror story called “The Horrors from Within” which I am really proud of. I am obsessed with the following people. Danny Gonzalez, Kurtis Conner, Ranboo, Tommyinnit, Justaminx, Jschlatt, Misfits Gaming, Misfits, GBG, and Swaggersouls. That’s is a lot I know. Please don’t be mean I don’t get offended easily, but I am too lazy to deal with dumb dumbs. Also MDNI

[fitz-my-swagger]

I'm not saying anything

[softbeanz]

Hi, so idk if you’ve gotten this one yet, but can you do hcs for the Misfits with a s/o with freckles(like hella freckles) who loves to garden? I love your writing 👌❤️

Freckles and plants

A/n- thank you for requesting! Sorry for the long wait, I’m trying to get back into the swing of things! This was such a sweet idea it was fun to write, sorry it’s short! ~

Holy-

They absolutely adore your freckles!!

Most of the boys wish they had them too

So don’t get weirded out when they stare at you for long periods of time

You swear they’re joking when they say they’re trying to count them

Once Toby almost finished counting but you ended up moving and making her lose her place

They love that you have a green thumb!

Because of you they get more plants to liven the house

But you usually always have to take care of them since they end up killing them

Mason actually killed a CACTUS. how do you even do that?

All the plants have names and name tags thanks to Cam

They constantly tell you to start up your own little plant shop, saying “ you’d be perfect for the job! “

Which they aren’t wrong!

[oldxsoulsx]

I quit my job & other news

-- if you don’t care about my life update, just scroll down for upcoming fics and what i’ve been working on--

If you follow me here or on Wattpad, you may know that my job has been causing me a LOT of mental stress. Homework is top priority to me and it was NOT getting done. I was always called on days off to come in, even if I had plans. I ended up shutting myself off from a lot of friends, family, and doing what I love to do (Writing included).

I was going to finish out the Year, since coverage during the holidays is SHIT. But I couldn’t do it anymore. So, I quit. Put in my two weeks the week of Thanksgiving, and this coming Friday is the last shift I will work for this godforsaken company.

My anxiety and stress levels have PLUMMETED since I announced I was leaving. I started not only writing again, but reading. My homework is getting done (thank GOD for online classes, all my deadlines are December 13th for everything) and I’m starting to love things all over again.

---writing update---.

With that being said, I am going to begin taking requests again. I’ve gotten really deep into the Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts universe (I was always deep but the obsession is LEGITIMATELY stronger than ever rn. my boyfriend got us tickets to a Yule Ball coming up in my city and I almost threw up).

I’ll still be writing for the Misfits, and I’ll include Goop/SMPLive members along with Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts stuff as well.

They’ll be mostly ‘one shot’ or ‘imagine’ types of requests, so the main character will be ‘Y/N’. I may find a prompt list and add that, and I would like to eventually make a masterlist of all my fics as well.

If you’ve read this far.... I apologize for the rambling and immense inconsistency with my tumblr account as of late. Please bear with me while I get this shitshow back up and running.

I love you all. I really really do. Whoever is still following me after my months of absence is the REAL GOAT. Thanks for the support when I needed it. <3

[bennifits]

Swagger with an Artist S/O

(A/N: this gif is really cute and kinda relates to the thing with art so)

He’s known from the start that you were in the art career

Met you at a convention (Oz Comic Con or Supernova) in the artist’s alley where you had your booth setup in hopes to bring in new people and meet some who already follow you.

He saw some of your art from a distance, recognizing fan art of him and gang and immediately dragged everyone over to check it out

Took a couple of seconds, because you were working on a commission someone gave you that day and you were busy but you recognized them and literally choked on your water.

His helmet stuck out very hard in the crowd. 

“Hey there”

“Oh shi- *coughing*”

You were okay though, just a bit spooked.

There were questions for you. Like ‘how long?’ and all that. 

He and the other kiddies ended up getting a pin each, coincidentally, it was all of their avatars.

You were nice, charismatic and weren’t crazy which was great. 

He came back an hour or so later to buy a small poster and ask about commission prices.

But it was an excuse to get your social handle.

At the end of the day, you got a large spike in followers and chuckled to yourself.

The two of you got talking and he would join you in streams.

You aren’t the only person who is excited.

Chat: Is that the real swaggersouls?

You: iS tHaT tHe ReAl SwAgGeRsOuLs?

It’s kinda funny actually.

That eventually faded out though.

Doing work related things together is always chill time

Fun fact: Swagger used to paint in highschool or something! He’s quite skilled actually.

So at least he understands a little when you do the wrong layer or make a big mistake while painting.

You: *in the distance* “FUCK”

Swagger, in the other room: hah.

Teaching him the ways of the tablet when it comes to digital art is an experience, but a fun one anyway.

If you two lived together, desks would be next to each other. 

The great thing about art is that you can just leave the room when he wants to record and it’s a lot more fun when you’re streaming and he’s next to you (if you use face cam, make sure he’s out of frame when his face isn’t covered)

Animating a small music video for anniversaries or something.

or as a way to announce your relationship, you make a small music video or something

“My girlfriend can draw a better stick figure than you” 

[kuraixakumu]

Song: Happy Pills by Weathers

Inspired by Happy Pills animation memes on YouTube, and I realize I'm missing people in second pic I COULDN'T FIT THEM :(

[quack42069]

Marriage with SwaggerSouls

SwaggerSouls x GN!Reader

unedited

Mans is head over heels for you

He never questioned marriage with you, if anything he wanted it sooner than he thought

but he wanted to do things the right way

and that he did

first friends, introducing to friends, dating, boyfriend and significant other, introducing to family, and finally moving in together and after two years of living together at his house, he knew with the lease being up soon he wanted to have a home for you two, one you both decided on

You truly didn't see it coming

because he kept note of everything you said and wanted

any little thing you would say about marriage or future things you two would do ex: Watching a movie and saying "Oh my god I love that they proposed like that." he took note of

It was a cute proposal, small and intimate and he poured his heart out and recorded it for you two and family and friends

He wouldn't post the proposal video but a few pics he took with his helmet on and you he would

same goes with the wedding ^

Now on to actual marriage life

He feels more committed in a way and in a good way

LOVES refering to you as his spouse

doesn't do it often but does love when he does

"Yeah my husband/wife..."

and his friends love it and find it hilarious how he loves the title

You guys got your dream home together shortly after the wedding

anytime someone tries shipping him with anyone its always him showing the ring on his finger

his way of being like "no no no"

never takes off the ring btw

overall marriage with swaggs is deffo a 1000/10

very wholesome and full of love

[custardandjam]

Something... new? - Goodguyfitz x Reader

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MASTERLIST : HERE

words: 802 warnings: mentions of sexual stuff- no true smut.

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The day you met Fitz—or rather, Cameron—was a turning point he felt deep in his core. It was at a mutual friend's house party in Australia, a lively gathering of twenty-somethings immersed in a haze of drugs and alcohol. Amid the chaos, he was instantly drawn to you and, without hesitation, asked you out on a date.

To his surprise, you said yes.

That night took an unexpected turn when he took you to the bathroom in the upstairs en suite. The allure of the spontaneous encounter led to a night of unrestrained passion. Fitz decided then and there that if a relationship wasn’t in the cards, he would at least ensure that the sex was unforgettable. And unforgettable it was—he gave you multiple mind-blowing orgasms, while you delivered a performance that surpassed any he’d experienced.

Fitz was unapologetically proud, bragging to his friends about how the “girl in the bathroom” had given him the best blow job of his life. The tales of that night became legendary among his circle. When Mason expressed interest in sharing the experience, Fitz firmly shut down the idea, refusing to entertain the thought of anyone else experiencing what was, for him, an unparalleled connection.

You met up at least three times a week, with any absences due to travel replaced by an exchange of sexts, nudes, videos, calls, and messages—anything to keep the fire alive. The physical connection was electric, a potent blend of desire and fulfillment, always leaving both of you craving more.

It was no secret that Fitz had feelings for you beyond the physical. He often spoke about wanting to take you out on dates, to show you off, and to share the more intimate parts of his life with you. Despite this, he never took that next step, and you were left puzzled by his reluctance to ask you out formally.

In truth, you couldn't recall ever explicitly agreeing to just sex, but you never brought it up or corrected him. Perhaps the thrill of the forbidden, or the undeniable chemistry between you, kept you from addressing the ambiguity. As the dynamic continued, you were left navigating the complexities of your feelings and his hesitations, all while savouring the intense connection you shared.

Until he called you from Vid-Con, clearly high on something or other. You could tell he was in a bathroom stall by the echoing acoustics and the muffled noises of the event outside. His pupils were dilated, and his speech was slurred, a far cry from the confident and controlled Fitz you were used to.

“Hey,” he mumbled, his voice wavering between excitement and exhaustion. “I… I just needed to hear your voice.” His words tumbled out in a disjointed stream, each syllable punctuated by the occasional erratic chuckle or sigh.

You listened patiently, sensing the vulnerability beneath his altered state. “Cam, are you okay?” you asked gently, concern lacing your voice.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” he replied, though his unsteady tone suggested otherwise. “Just... everything’s crazy here. And, um, I’ve been thinking a lot... about us.” He paused, as if gathering his scattered thoughts. “I don’t know what we are, you know? But I want to figure it out.”

The admission caught you off guard. The intensity of the moment, combined with the haze of his intoxication, created a surreal blend of clarity and confusion. “What do you mean?” you asked, trying to make sense of his ramblings.

He took a deep breath, his voice softening. “I like you, Y/N. More than just… this. I want to be with you, not just in secret. I want to take you out, show you off. I know I’ve been avoiding it, but when I get back… will you go out with me? Like, officially?”

You felt a rush of relief mixed with lingering excitement. The intoxicated confession was raw and unfiltered, revealing the depth of his feelings. “Cam, I’d like that. But I want it to be real, not just a spur-of-the-moment thing.”

“Absolutely,” he said, his voice steadier with determination. “When I get home, I’ll take you out. We’ll do it right. Just... give me a chance to show you what I really mean.”

"Only once chance," You joked to him with a smile.

Fitz chuckled softly, the sound a comforting contrast to his earlier slurred speech. “One chance, huh? I’ll make it count. I promise.”

His voice was filled with genuine sincerity, and you could sense his determination even through the phone. “I’m looking forward to it,” you said, a smile tugging at your lips despite the late hour. “Just make sure you’re sober and ready to impress.”

“Deal,” he replied, a note of excitement in his voice. “I can’t wait to see you and finally show you what I’ve been wanting to all along.”

As the call ended, you felt a renewed sense of anticipation. His promise had finally turned the uncertainty into something tangible.

-

omg first fic on this account :P hope it wasn't disappointing pookies <3

[pimp-shii]

"Misfits Party?"

GoodGuyFitz x Fem! reader (18+) Warnings: smut, cursing, drug use, idk just misfits party in general ☆

synopsis: where a streamer gets invited to one of the infamous Misfits parties by an online friend

Y/n found herself out the front of the Misfits' airbnb for their trip, people either smoking or throwing their guts up out there. She was recently invited to this party... that was a lie. Their manager, Ryan, and some others have been trying to usher her to one of them.

She didn't understand why they wanted her there so bad, she wasn't special. Yeah, she blew up a little while back on Twitch, but so what?

The two front doors towered over her as her hand reached the doorknob. Before she could even touch it, the door swung open revealing a sober Mason.

"Y/N?" He laughed, swinging an arm around her.

"Hey, Mason"

Y/n had collabed with Mason on youtube a couple of times, enough to be able to label them as friends.

"I'm so happy you're here, man. Shits getting wild" The boy led her into the kitchen, finally removing himself off of her to pour some drinks.

"I'm happy to be here. I'm surprised you're not fucked up just like the rest. Special occasion?" Y/n smiled at Mason as he handed her the red solo cup.

"I guess I just wanted to wait for you. It's your first misfits party, why not make it a good one"

☆☆☆

Y/n was in the middle of the living room, surrounded by a wave of people as she was feeling herself. Running her hands up and down her body, the alcohol making her head spin.

After a moment of dancing on her own, she decided it was time to go have some real fun. Whether or not it was to fuck someone or get high out of her mind, she didn't really care.

Y/n discovered a door that seemed mildly intriguing. Walking through the doorway, she was met with a tall brunette man dressed in some black jeans and a flannel shirt. She glanced around the room, coming to a conclusion that they were in a bathroom.

The man was bent over the basin, snorting some blue powder with a dollar note. He didn't seem to notice her enter. So when he threw his head back and looked around he was caught in a fright, quickly trying to hide the blue powder.

"Did I scare you?" Y/n giggled.

"Nah nah. Don't even worry about it" He shook his head, but soon started laughing at the awkward encounter.

"Soooo... Is there enough for two?"

"Uhhh, yeah. Yeah of course. What's your name?" The man moved his hand to reveal the blue powder once again, scanning her body up and down.

"Y/n"

The two shook hands after Y/n held hers out, still waiting for his response.

"Oh shit, like Y/n as in [twitch username]? Mason talks about you all the time"

The girl laughed, nodding in answer.

"You must be Cameron?" Y/n cocked an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.

"Yeah actually. How did you guess?"

"I have my ways"

☆☆☆

The pair were laying opposite each other in the bathtub. Heads laid all the way back, mouths agape.

"You ever like fucked on this shit?" Y/n asked, struggling to get her head back up.

"I'm down if you're down" Cameron joked, not expecting to get an answer back.

"Wait like actual?"

She finally sat up, holding her knees to her chest. Cameron soon followed, struggling to get comfortable again thanks to his long legs. They exchanged some smirks before getting the hint.

They both shuffled out of the bath, Cameron initiating a kiss shortly after.

Their lips moved together in a slow and sensual way, the (what Y/n had guessed to be) ecstasy enhancing the pair’s senses. Y/n could feel Cameron’s warm breath tickle her nose as he slipped his tongue through her lips. The feeling of her tongue wrapped around his was enough to make her quiver.

Cameron brought his hand up underneath the girls top, slowly gliding his fingers up and down her sides until he reached her tits. He kneaded them through the fabric, earning a groan from Y/n beneath him.

☆☆☆

"Ah-hh Cameron" Y/n's hands were tangled in Cam's hair, making him hum into her. He grabbed the side of her thighs that were now resting on his shoulders, making his knuckles turn pale. He wouldn't even break eye contact, that could've thrown Y/n over the edge by itself. Her eyelids fluttered open and closed, biting her bottom lip to subdue the moans that would've erupted from her own throat any second now. The mans scruff tickling and rashing Y/n's inner thighs, all while he continued to attack the space between her legs.

"I want to hear you, baby" Cameron disconnected from her. He dived back towards her, lapping up the girls' taste. Y/n threw her head back in pure satisfaction, the recent drug making everything 100x better.

"Cameron- I'm gonna cu-"

Before Y/n could finish her sentence, Cam disconnected. Getting off of his knees to reach her level. He didn't even reach her level, in fact he still towered over her despite the fact that she was on a pretty tall bench.

"Hold on" Cameron paused. Pulling a condom from his wallet, that was conveniently placed next to them. Y/n whining due to the throbbing of her clit. Before Cam could even think about putting the condom on, Y/n intervened. She snatched it out of his hands, placing it in her exposed bra. She slid down to her knees, sitting her own ass on her ankles.

Cameron loved to see all his hookups in this state. Love drunk. Just from him. He let his eyes wander over Y/n's features. From her blemishes to her beauty spots, there was something about her that intrigued Cameron. He nearly thought of her different to a quick fuck at a party.

Cam blocked the thoughts from flowing in his mind when he felt the girl's warm hands on his crotch. Small moans slipped from him as he was caught off guard, raising his new friend's ego. Y/n unzipped Cameron's jeans, batting her eyelashes up at him. He couldn't look away, it was obvious what she was about to do next but he just wanted to see it all unfold... beneath him.

He grabbed the edge of the basin behind him as Y/n finally pulled down his jeans and boxers. Letting his cock spring free from the material that was restricting him. Cameron was more length than girth, but Y/n was still satisfied. Precum leaked onto her fist as she slid her thumb along the slit, causing Cam's breath to hitch and his grip tighten on the sink. His almost white knuckles let Y/n know that she was doing good.

Her face inched closer to his cock as she licked his tip, almost warming him up for what was about to come (quite literally). Cameron cleared his throat before Y/n's tongue traced a vein on the underside of the man. Taking him whole in her mouth soon after. Nobody would've thought that Cameron would be as loud as he was, especially while getting sucked off in a small bathroom. He felt the rough, but warm and moist texture of the girl's tongue, running up and down his cock as she bobbed her head. "Ah fuck. You're so good... just for me?", Cameron praised as he looked down. "I just wish everyone could see how much of a good girl you are, huh?". Y/n felt her cunt throb at the sound of Cameron, moaning into his cock as she swirled her tongue around. "Fuck, Y/n. If I knew you were this fucking good, I would've met you earlier." Cameron's cock throbbed in the girls warm mouth, precum mixing with saliva. "Stop, stop , stop, stop.", Cam repeated. He grabbed a fist-full of Y/n's hair and pulled her head back. Her lips parted from his tip with a 'pop'. "I wanna feel you so fucking bad, Y/n."

Cameron grabbed her hips after she got up. Turning her around to face herself in the mirror, his hand hung loosely around her neck. "Look at how fucking pretty you are, huh? Can you watch yourself get fucked by me... can you do that?", Cam's voice was low and his hot breath resided on Y/n's neck as he spoke. She didn't answer, she couldn't. "Did you hear, Y/n? Can you do that just for me?", His rough hands snaked up her torso, unclipped her bra with ease. He grabbed the condom that resided in Y/n's bra and slid it on. As his hands met with her tits, he pinched her hardened nipples which earned a soft and breathy moan. "Uh huh. I can." Cameron gave one last kiss to her neck and made solid eye contact. He reached one hand around her hips and played with her clit, putting pressure on it now and then. He lined his tip up with her folds and slid it through her cunt a couple of times. Y/n leaned into Cam as she engulfed into his presence. She gave out a small yelp as he finally slid himself in. Warmth spread around Cam's cock as he groaned into it.

Y/n slowly started to move back and forth on his cock, feeling it throb and leak into her. As the man toyed with her clit, she was giving into the stimulation. Her pace quickening as all Cameron did was stand there with his hand on the girl. "Oh you're so fucking pretty. And I get you all to myself." He slid his hand back up to her neck and gave it a squeeze and he grinded into her. Y/n rubbed her swollen clit in order to get off a bit more, she was going absolutely feral and Cameron loved it. Moans and quick breaths bounced off of the tile walls and the two fucked and sucked on each other. The former drug making them go close to animalistic together. Moments passed and Y/n released. Cum squelched and made way around Cameron's cock as he was pleased with himself. Cumming in Y/n seconds after

"I NEED TO FUCKING PISS, CUNT", A familiar voice spoke out outside the bathroom door. Mason. "Hold on, Mase. I'm a bit busy", Cameron shouted out as Y/n was panicking. He quickly comforted the girl and helped her get dressed once again. Cam opened the door and led Y/n out by her hand, Mason being stunned at the sight. His mouth slightly agape as he stepped into the bathroom behind them. "You okay?", Cameron asked with concern. "Yeah, actually. I had a really good time.", The girl answered. "I wanted to ask you something, Y/n? Can I have your number? Just so we can hangout another time."

A/N: i'm tired and i didnt proofread. have fun mfs

[fluckingfeathers]

[idkhowbut-art]

Been a while since I posted art :)

[smiisevenwhyplus]

i made a meme

[fitz-my-swagger]

As much as I ship Swagger and Fitz, i wanna point out to the people making all the little excuses that "theyre in a relationship and haven't told us" and how "you can tell because they touch each other so often".

Please don't forget that men being "awkward" about touching other men can be part of toxic masculinity and internalized homophobia.

Don't get me wrong, I love how close they are, but men are allowed to be intimate without it meaning they are secretly gay together.