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I remember this old song and dance.

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[miawasi]

Stoker (2013) dir. Park Chan-wook

[samoasanendtoitall]

“FREE LUIGI (HE WAS THE BEST GUY AROUND) WHAT MURDAH?” Sticker made and done by me

[skarsgards-bill]

SEBASTIAN STAN as CHRIS BECK

The Martian (2015)

[lasaraconor]

[spinecouture]

nsfw alphabet — daryl dixon

a/n: all canon events cus i say so! very opinionated. yes, i am insane.

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

daryl isn’t exactly warm and cuddly. aftercare doesn’t come naturally to him. the first time you have sex, and you latch onto his arm, he sort of just freezes. he’s never had anyone who wanted to snuggle with him. he lets you, but he doesn’t really reciprocate. he’d do anything if you asked, sure, but it’s a process.

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

he loves your hips. little waist, hip dips, chunky thighs, tummy. it’s primal—he loves the little V pointing him directly to your cunt. an ass man, too, definitely. if your shorts ride up, oh, he’s melting.

he really doesn’t think about his own body a lot, but he knows he’s got nice arms. thick, muscly biceps, he loves the way you cling to them whenever you can. he likes being able to pick you up at a moments notice.

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

eats his own when he’s alone fs i don’t care. it’s easier than finding a towel and wiping it up. whatever, it’s protein, right?

but he doesn’t expect you to enjoy his cum. of course, you would, lapping it from his tip greedily and making him swoon. he secretly adores when you swallow, ‘so good, takin’ it all.’ the feeling of unloading in your mouth (or cunt) makes his knees wobbly.

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

daryl can be a sub little princess sometimes! he’d never ever admit it aloud, but if you praise him during sex, purring some ‘good boy,’ ohhh, he’s a goner. he loves when you take the lead, when you boss him around tellin’ him how you want it. you’d make fun of him, only to get shoved around for it later, because he’s still a dom at heart.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

eh. he’s had sex, definitely, but he’s not a sex god by any means. he’s awkward, uncoordinated and hesitant unless he’s having sex with the same person consistently. even then, he’s not super experimental, constantly worried about hurting the other person. if you two are dating, he takes things slow and definitely doesn’t make the first move. he waits for you to start something, finding your pace and matching it.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

cowgirlllllll all the way. he loooves seeing you on top, rolling those hips. if you have rolls, he’s all over it, squeezing and pawing at your soft skin. watching you bounce on his cock, seeing it bulge in your tummy has him reeling. that way, you have full control of how much you want, how fast you want it. he can finally relax, and let you take control. reverse cowgirl is hot, too, giving him a beautiful view of your ass as it wobbles atop him.

otherwise, doggy is a safe bet. you can always count on daryl to hold your hips the right way, hit it just so to make you melt.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

definitely not a goofy man, but a flustered mess, yes. blushing profusely, grumbling little ‘shuddup’s when you tease. he’s not one to make jokes during intimacy, but it’s mostly because he’s too focused on the task at hand.

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

idk who said he’s well groomed but uh… that man does not own a razor. whatever hair he’s working with stays, and while you may convince him to shower regularly, he will not tame the bush (i like a hairy man, what can i say?). chest hair, armpit hair, back hair. god, he’s like a bear.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

daryl is not a romantic, not a smooth talker, not a flirt. but if he loves someone, he isn’t going to have sex unless he can handle the emotional aspect. he’s not going to call you his baby, not going to whisper sweet nothings, but he’ll tell you he loves you. he’ll praise you, tell you you’re doing so well. maybe he’ll stroke your hair (before pulling it), or kiss your neck softly.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

daryl doesn’t jerk it often. hell, he wouldn’t even think to do so unless he was falling for someone. when he finally admits to himself that he has a crush, it opens up a can of worms, and those worms are horny. i imagine he’d hold out until he was going mad, pressed against a tree in the woods or the side of a shed, fisting his cock trying to relieve himself quickly. he’s huffing and puffing, trying desperately to get rid of the arousal. i feel like he either can’t cum, or edges himself until he just falls apart. definitely struggles with shame afterwards, staring at his load sitting in the dirt, panting and sweating. if he can’t cum, oh god, he’s stiff and irritable for days. whining and close to tears as he jerks himself till it hurts, bucking his hips mindlessly.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

daryl has a complex relationship with sex, i feel like that is obvious. he’s fairly vanilla. but if he’s comfortable, he may open up about some stuff he might be into. i don’t feel that he’s had a chance to explore a lot of those kinks, but he’s definitely stroked his dick thinking about them. he’d moan if his hair got pulled during sex, or if you claw at his back in missionary. primal stuff gets him going; sex is a very primal thing for him. he’d love to fuck your throat, despite hesitation and concern for your wellbeing. he’d need a lot of reassurance to really explore his kinks.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

he’s not an exhibitionist, he’s not willing to do things in public, buuuuut!!! going back to the primal aspect of sex, doing it in the woods would be so hot to him, although he’d be hesitant. if you reassure him, he’ll fuck you anywhere, really. but against a tree, in the dirt, connected with nature, would get him going. otherwise, he’d love bending you over the couch, or the bed.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

daryl is not interested in PDA, and is very stubborn about keeping sex to when you two have time alone. you won’t catch him getting hard during a supply run because you rubbed up against him (“knock it off!”). with that being said, what turns him on? domestic things. you’re washing dishes? he’s coming up behind you, nuzzling your neck. you’re cooking? let him paw under your apron. you could be sitting still, reading a book, and he’d get all hot. all he’d want for his lover is for them to be comfortable, healthy and safe. seeing you enjoying life would make him drool.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

like i mentioned earlier, he isn’t into PDA, public sex. if you tried to make the moves on him in front if the group, he’d shove you off, ignore you. sex, love and romance is private for him. he wouldn’t ever hit you, he won’t tie you up or gag you. he’s been through that on his own, and he does not want to recreate it.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

don’t get me started!!!! we all know daryl is a certified pussy muncher, eating you out with his whole body. he’s sloppy, drooling, slurping, sucking. he loves giving you head, doesn’t care if you haven’t showered, shaved, if you’re on your period. getting head is different, he’d be more hesitant to let you do it (“i wouldn’t put my mouth down there, why would i make you?”). once you did it, however, he’d be a total mess. whimpering, whining, struggling not to fuck your mouth. eventually, like i mentioned previously, he’d fall in love with throat-fucking you. once he found your limits, knew when to stop, how long to go for, he’d melt into it. of course, he’d only do it if you mentioned it. he’d be too nervous to ask for it.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

daryl is slow and hesitant, cautious and mindful. of course, once he gets permission, he might lose it a little, fucking you hard and fast. he struggles with self control, which is why sex is so hard for him. i imagine during sex, daryl might turn into a sweaty wreck, begging for you to tell him if he’s hurting you. he holds back for your safety, because he’s a big man, very strong, he could very well break you. generally, he wants to make it last, to ensure you’re satisfied. he doesn’t need to cum, as long as you feel good.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

again, daryl likes to make sex last, but time does not always call for that. if he’s comfortable enough, he may ask for a quickie, just to get some tension out. you might ask for one, and he’ll allow it if there’s time. it’s not his favorite thing, he’s pretty particular about when and where, but if he loves you, if he feels safe with you, he’ll do it.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

eh. i feel like the most he’d do is screw in the woods. if not for the apocalypse, yeah, i’m sure he would. but daryl is too much of a survivalist to take a lot of risks. especially with someone he loves, he won’t put your life in jeopardy for sex.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

oh boy!!! premature ejaculation daryl is canon per norman reedus himself, sooo… but! if he’s in a long-term relationship, stamina builds up, and he’ll go as long as he can to make you happy. he’ll torture himself if it means getting you off. overall, he’s not really down to go for hours and hours, he needs energy to protect his people, but he’ll do his best.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

no!

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

hehe. he’s a major tease once he’s established a relationship with you. making little comments that he knows will rile you up, edging you until you cry. once he learns your boundaries, what makes you tick, whoo, you’re in for it. he loves toying with you, rubbing your sex until your squirming all messy and desperate. he’s constantly making fun of how needy you get, how bad you want it or how quick you cum.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

he’s quiet, for sure, but those feral grunts and groans escape his lips. he works hard, pounding into your tight holes with conviction. he’s sweating, huffing and puffing like a wild animal. he never gets real loud, always extremely self aware (unless you’re giving him head / rimming him, then he’s a whiney mess!!).

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

daryl’s first time trying something freaky was nerve-racking. he was shaking, constantly asking if you were okay. you kept saying, “daryl, i’m fine, you haven’t even done anything yet.” he was just so nervous, so scared to hurt you. all you had asked was for him to choke you during sex, and he could barely manage. once he sunk into your tight heat, you placed his fingers on your throat. he hesitated before he wrapped them around, squeezing gently. you had to guide him, reassuring him every five minutes. until he found a rhythm, got close, thrusting into you as you clenched around him. every time you moaned, begged for more, his hand tightened.

now, every time you ask for him to choke you, he will oblige. he loves hearing your wheezes and croaks as he squeezes your neck.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

FINALLY!!!! daryl isn’t a monster, but mans is thick. call me a psycho idc, somewhere around 5-6 inches, cut, veiny, fat. untamed bush, do not test me. dad bod for sure, but we know he’s fit as hell.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

daryl could go his whole life without sex. if he needs to cum, he can do it himself. once he’s in love, though, all he wants is to provide and protect. that includes pleasing you. he doesn’t have a high sex drive by any means, but if you’re home, pouting with those pretty eyes, how can he deny you?

z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

daryl is a snorer. he’ll try so hard to stay up, to keep you entertained after, but he works so hard, especially if you’re needy that night. coated in sweat and slick, he just passes out next to you.

[jonahmagnus]

Moodboard

[likeafantasy]

DEXTER (ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ꜱɪɴ) — 1x02 Kid in a Candy Store

[scarletwinterxx]

sunshine and midnight rain - mark lee scenario

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"Why are you so mad right now?"

"Because I asked you to do one thing and you didn't" Mark says, still avoiding your gaze.

This was not how you envisioned your morning, when you woke up Mark's side of the bed was already empty. When you went to look for him he was gone, no note, no text of his possible whereabouts. And when he got back, he was clearly and very obviously mad at you.

"I got home just fine" you say with your arms out. Mark still hasn't look at you and it's bugging you. You follow him out the living room. He's going round and round, trying to tidy the place just to avoid having a conversation with you.

"Mark, can you please look at me" you tell him, this made him stop and look over at you. A clear look of disappointment on his face, "I swear I was going to call you but the girls and I were talking and drinking. It slipped my mind, I already booked a cab home when I remembered"

"You went home, way past midnight alone and drunk. Do you know dangerous that is?"

"But I got home safe"

"And what if you didn't? What if something happened? God forbid I get upset about that, I was worried I'm sorry. Is that what you want to hear?"

You say nothing for a while, thinking of something to say back. You really are at fault here, you should be the one saying sorry right now.

"I'm sorry, I should've called" you tell him, now avoiding his eyes just as you feel the tears fill yours. Mark sighs, crossing the room until he's right in front of you. He hooks his finger under your chin, making you look at him.

"I'm mad because I care. I don't trust the world when it comes to you, I just want you to be safe always. I'm not going to stop you living your best life, but I want to know you're safe" he whispers, anger already disappearing.

He wipes the few tears that escaped, cradling your face between his hands.

"Are you still mad?" you mumble, this made Mark smile and shake his head.

"We're okay. I'm sorry for raising my voice at you"

"And I'm sorry for making you worry"

He kisses your forehead before pulling you in for a hug, "I don't like arguing with you, but I'd do it in every universe as long as we make up and end up like this. I love you, always. Okay?"

You hug him tighter, answering him without saying any words.

Just like that you're okay again.

Bless this universe for giving you such an understanding, loving, mature man to love. You'd be stupid to ever let him go which is why no matter what argument, the two of you always make sure to solve it together.

Mark never lets you go to sleep upset, he'll ask you what's wrong or if he's done anything to upset you. At first it was hard for you to admit your feelings that easily, you learned that you don't like being vulnerable, you don't like sharing your true feelings. You bottle it up. But ever since you started dating Mark, all of that changed.

He's there to listen, even when words aren't being spoken. He knows when to give you space, he knows when to chase after you and hold you tight. He knows you in a way you didn't want to know yourself, you used to be scared of these feeling but not anymore.

It's obvious who's the serious one and the jokester in you and Mark's relationship. The best thing about it is the fact that your boyfriend, no matter how serious he is, will always play along.

"Mark, you busy?" you ask, walking inside the office to see him on his computer

He looks over at you with a smile, "No, what's up?"

"I was wondering..." you say while walking towards him, he waits for you to continue. You got to where he was sitting, smiling cheekily at your boyfriend

He knows you're up to something, he grabs you by the waist sitting you squarely on his lap.

"Do you know how to whistle?"

"Do I know how to whistle?" he asks back,

"Yea like you know, like this" you pout, but before you can whistle Mark closes the gap between the two of you. Kissing you gently, he grabs the back of your head to deepen the kiss. Suddenly you forgot what you were doing in the first place.

After a few minutes of exchanging kisses, you broke apart. Looking dazed and in love, "Hey! I was suppose to do that! Did you know I was going to do that?" you asked

"Maybe" he mumbles, looking at you with pure adoration

"I'll pretend I didn't know" he adds, making you roll your eyes.

"You just want to make out"

"You're not wrong there, now come here I need your kisses"

The first time it happened, Mark thought it really was just coincidence.

You just started to decorate around the house, the tree was halfway done and a few other decorations scattered here and there. He was just walking to the kitchen doorway when suddenly you stop him

"What?" your boyfriend blinks back at you confused, instead of answering him you just point up making Mark look at where you're pointing. There hanging by the doorway was a mistletoe.

"When did you put that there?" he asks with a smile, finding the tradition cute. Even cuter when you're looking at him with the biggest smile, ready to receive your kiss

"I just put it up today, now where's my kiss" you say, pursing your lips at him making Mark chuckle. He grabs you by the waist, leaning down to kiss you. It was short but sweet, enough to leave you smiling like an idiot.

A few months ago, the two of you finally decided to move in together. It's been years since you got together, and most times you spend your nights together whether his place or yours. At some point you realized that it would make more sense to just move in together, so you did.

"Love, did you do laundry last time?" you asked him, walking inside your shared bedroom to see him resting on the bed

"I did"

"Oh thanks, love the fabric softener you used. Now all my clothes smells like you" you smile at him, jumping on the bed to cuddle him. Immediately he hugs you close.

"Then will you stop stealing of my clothes now?" he asks

"Negative, I like your hoodies better"

He chuckles at your answer, "Knew it"

"What were you doing?"

"Just checking my phone, I wanted to order this pan for making omelet. Should we get one?"

You love how his sentence now say "we" or "our" instead of his and yours. Of course you still respect each other's boundaries and individuality, but on things like deciding what to paint your home or what furniture to buy or groceries to stock up on it's always the two of you.

"Should we? If we're using it then why not, I love eggs for breakfast" you tell him, looking at his phone screen to check

"I know, that's why I'm getting it. Okay, I'll order it now then" you watch him as he do so.

"This is fun" you mumble

"Hm?"

"This, buying things for our place. I like it" you smile

"Me too"

"Do you want to marry me?"

Your question took him by surprise. Not because he didn't want to marry you, it's just when he thinks of that big question he's the one doing the asking and not the other way around.

"Mark? Sorry forget I said anything" you mumble, moving to rest your head on the pillow instead

"Remember when we first started dating or way before that?" he asks you

"Huh?"

"I was shy, I wasn't as confident as the other guys. People think I'm aloof and too serious. You never thought of me that way, you entered in my life like you were meant to be there all along and maybe you are. Scratch that, I know you are. You're meant to be in my life. When I knew I was falling in love with you I didn't know how to say it without scaring you away, so I did it slowly. I did it in a way that won't overwhelm you. Because to you it doesn't have to be a loud confession or a grand gesture. i loved you they way i knew you would understand. i loved you the way i know how. i just loved you. I know you, your mind is a wonder. You doubt, you question and you worry your pretty mind to no ends. I didn’t want to disrupt that"

By now you're face to face again, he's speaking so softly like he's afraid you'll float away of he's too loud.

"You said I was your peace, and back then that was more than enough for me. By some miracle, you fell in love with me too. And now we're here. So to answer your question, yes I want to marry you. One day I want to get down on one knee and ask you that question, I'm still working on being the man worthy to ask that" he continues, and you soak each and every word he speaks like he's already saying his vows.

Because you know, you know he is a man of words. If Mark says it, then it's true. He will never say such things to deceive you.

"Do you have any more questions for me, pretty girl?" he whispers, waiting for you to speak

You shake your head, scooting until you're on his side again. Tucking yourself as close to him as you can.

He tilts your head so you're looking at him, leaning down to kiss you on your nose, your cheeks and last your lips.

"I'll love you over and over again, just like when we met"

[taegyunie]

SEONGMIN & TAG Deserved, 241101

[violetrose-art]

RULES: without naming them, post a gif from ten of your favorite films, then tag people to do the same

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♡Movies♡

@slaugrath tagged me and asked me to share gifs from 10 of my favorite movies ♡ thank you friend.

Girl Interrupted (1999) Dir. James Mangold

2. Last Night In Soho (2021) Dir. Edgar Wright

3. Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings (2021) Dir. Destin Daniel Cretton

4. Spirited Away (2001) Dir. Hayao Miyazaki

5. Coraline (2009) Dir. Henry Selick

6. Ginger Snaps (2000) Dir. John Fawcett

7. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind (2004) Dir. Michel Kaufman

8. The Lovely Bones (2009) Dir. Peter Jackson

9. Across The Universe (2007) Dir. Julie Taymor

10. Alice In Wonderland (2010) Dir. Tim Burton

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[miawasi]

I Married a Witch (1942) dir. René Clair

[cades-outsider]

Hawk x Reader *SMUT*

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, language.

A burning passion 3

  "Well princess, that's the bell..." he points upwards as a signal before exiting the room.

You scoff as you rely on your wobbly legs to help you self put your clothes back on, afterwards you were able to exit the janitors room with no suspicion as a annoyed expression stayed on your face the whole day.

It's safe to say you were in deeper than you thought. But you we're definitely getting him back, whatever it took...

-

  You weren't completely sure of how you intended on 'mission get Hawk back' but you were hopeful that Moons "healing" party would be the key.

  As you thought more of Hawk you completely failed to hear Moons ranting and squealing about her girlfriend Piper. "Hello, earth to Y/n!" She smiles sweetly as she waves her hand back and forth to grab your attention.

  You jump slightly as you nervously look back up at her "sorry moon, I've just got a lot on my mind." You manage to mumble out.

  She laughs sweetly "oh silly, I know it's because of Eli" Moon exclaims, while you try to come up with some sort of excuse.

  She notices your distress which causes her to gasp "Don't worry Y/n, I won't tell anyone!" She says and you feel yourself let out a long relieved sigh.

  "Thank you Moon, really. Now I need a dress to really blow Hawks mind tonight." You tell her which causes her to practically levitate off her bed and into her closet with an excited squeal.

  "I have just the one!" She hands you a beautiful red but very short and revealing curved dress.

  It wasn't much longer until you found yourself in a short dress, high heels, curled hair, and what felt like pounds of makeup as music rings through your ears and bright lights flash throughout moons house.

  You found yourself looking for Hawk, but were quickly disappointed when there was no sight of him. Instead you glanced around the room full of sweaty dancing bodies in search of someone you knew. 

  You wandered outside and quickly spotted Miguel and Demetri sitting down on the patio bench looking very out of place, both holding a red solo cup.

  "Hey guys" you greeted as you made your way to sit in between both of your well known friends.

  "Woah Y/n, you look amazing" Demetri complemented, looking very stunned.

  "Thanks Dem, you look stunning yourself" You say as your turn to look at Miguel who was staring off, you quickly realized what or who he was gleaming at. Sam.

  "Why don't you go talk to her Miguel, I'm sure she won't bite" You joke as you nudge his shoulder, he jumps slightly as he turns to look at you.

  "Right. Yeah! Okay!" He all but yells out as he nervously wipes his hands on his jeans.

  Demetri scoffs "right like you'd actually be able to get within 5 feed of her" he jokes which causes you to elbow him in the ribs. 

  "Ow! What was that for?!" He hissed and held his ribs dramatically.

  You give Miguel the extra 'go for it look' and he finally gets up while Demetri gives him a sarcastic smile and thumbs up, you can't help but roll your eyes. Classic Demetri.

  Demetri awkwardly clears his throat and before he gets to say anything you spot a fuming Hawk staring daggers into your soul "uh I'll be back Dem" you mumble as you get up and start to walk Hawks way.

  You finally reach the door where Hawk angrily stands, he grits his teeth and roughly grabs your hand "follow me" he states, thought it wasn't like he was going to give you any choice.

  He leads you upstairs and opens the nearest room which happens to be the guest room, he slams the door behind the two of you while you roll your eyes at his 'dramatic' actions.

  "What is wrong with you?!" You yell, annoyed by him slamming the door.

  "What's wrong with me? No what the hell is wrong with you Y/n? I seen you with them. With Demetri!" Hawk yells, and you can't help but feel guilty for finding him so hot in this moment.

  "What do you mean Hawk? They're my friends! You can't control who I’m friends with, especially when you treat them like shit!" You state. Miguel and Demetri were supposed to be his friends too until he turned on them.

  Hawk sucks his teeth as his fists start to clench which you take notice to "what are you gonna hit me Hawk? Like you did them? Huh?!" You yell.

  You didn't know where this new found rage was coming from, but it has been bottled up for what felt like weeks since the last sexual encounter you had with Hawk. You figured you were just sexually frustrated.

  "Oh I'm not gonna hit you princess" He laughs angrily teeth gritting slightly, nostrils flaring, while walking up to you, towering over you.

  You're breathing starts to become heavier and you could feel your body practically begging to be touched by him. But instead of acting on your feelings, you wait for him to follow up on his words.

  If he wasn't going to hit you, then what was he going to do?

  He notices how you're holding back and practically mocks you with a seductive laugh, he runs his pointer finger from your waist as he walks around you, just barley touching you from behind.

  All you can feel is his breath on your neck, and the heat from off his body. He moves his actions to your right arm, starting at the tip of your finger.

  Using his middle and pointer finger he slowly but just barley runs his fingers up your arm, causing you to shudder and goosebumps to form everywhere.

  "How's the resisting going princess?" Hawk laughs with such cockiness as he used his other hand to move the rest of your hair to the left side of your head, barley placing his lips to the side of your neck.

  You feel your eyes start to water from the anticipation of having him in every way, you can't resist him anymore and you know you'll curse yourself the next day.

  You remove yourself from the light hold he had on you, turning completely to face him. Hawk tilts his head and smirks, knowing you'd give in to him.

  You press your body fully against him, never breaking eye contact as your lips part causing hawks eyes to travel to your dark red glossed lips. You rest your hand on his chest which is covered completely by his red hoodie.

  You can no longer resist yourself from him as you practically throw yourself on him, your lips harshly connect with his as he hooks his hands under your thighs to hold you up.

  Hawk roughly pushes you up against the door and you moan into his mouth as he runs one hand through your hair, placing his hand on the back of your head he grips your hair and pulls you off of his lips, forcing your head back to touch the door as he roughly nips at your neck.

  "You have no idea what you do to me princess" He moans into your neck and in that moment you loose all self control.

  "Please Hawk, I need you" You whine, gripping the back of his head.

  Hawk smirks against your neck, "I know princess. I know" He says as he carries you to the nearest surface which happens to be a desk.

  He knocks everything off with one arm, all of it hitting the ground as he places you on the desk. You grab his face and roughly kiss him, pulling his body into yours.

  You wrap your legs tightly around Hawks waist pulling his hard-on onto your soaked pussy, you moan into his lips as you start to grind up into him at a fast pace.

  Hawk breaks the kiss "woah slow down princess. Wanna take my time with you." He mumbles, bringing his hand up to the side of your face, using his thumb to create small circles on your cheek.

  He takes in the sight of you, almost as if he's in love with you and that thought hits your mind before you completely turn it away. He can’t be.

  Hawk uses both of his hands and pulls your dress up almost as if it's a shirt, leaving your panties on display for him. Slowly he gets on his knees, your eyes widen as he holds eye contact with you.

  "Hawk..." You try to protest.

"Shhh" He loops his fingers around the sides of your panties and with the help of you lifting your hips, yanks them down.

"Fuck I've been wanting to taste you all day princess" Hawk smirks as he uses his middle finger to move your wetness to your clit, moving the tip of his finger in small figure eights as you let out unholy whimpers.

Your head falls back against the wall and your eyes roll back as he slowly inserts two of his fingers, but that doesn't last long before he's practically railing you with those same fingers.

Profanities and whimpers leave your mouth as the background music of the party only gets louder. It doesn't take long before Hawks removing his fingers causing you to look back at him.

He makes sure you watches as he sucks on his fingers moaning at your taste as your mouth parts, he wastes no time in yanking your hips on the edge of the desk securely wrapping his arms around your hips.

His mouth attaches to your clit, he doesn't give you any time to brace yourself as he eats you out like it's his last meal, moans leave your mouth so fast you can't even count.

His tongue flicks back and forth on your clit as he lets small moans fall from his lips, the vibrations feeling amazing against your soaking pussy.

You're embarrassingly close to your high as your hips start fucking his face, "Hawk. Hawk. Hawk" you repeat his name like an anthem as you feel your body still and waves of pleasure take over as he harshly sucks on your clit.

Hawk let's you catch your breath for a moment before he gets back up, letting his torso hold your legs up as he starts to unzip his pants, you lean on your elbows lifting yourself up as you watch him.

His cock slaps against his stomach and you let out a small moan just seeing him like this, you tug on his hoodie for him to take off. He gets the memo as he yanks his hoodie and shirt off in one swift motion.

"Do you wanna move to the bed princess?" He asks so softly, and although it was sweet you just wanted him to rail you into the next universe.

"Fuck no, take me here Hawk" Your words come out so clouded and desperate.

Hawk let's out a small laugh as he rubs the tip of his cock up and down your pussy causing your eyes to roll back in your head. He felt so good.

He slowly pushes his cock into you, a moan falls past his lips as he watches your pussy swallow his cock. "Oh my god" is all you can muster out as he fills your pussy up with his cock.

"Please Hawk..." You whine, fully expecting him to ask you what you want, but he doesn't. Instead he starts fucking you like his life depends on it, thighs slamming against each others as he takes one of your legs and places it on his shoulder using his hand to keep your other leg in place.

Your eyes close shut as tears fall out of them, mascara running down your face as you adjust to the new found position. He felt deeper than he's ever been, the tip of his dick hitting all the best places inside of you.

"I could never hate you Y/n" Hawk whimpers out, you don't even hear his confession nor pay any attention to it. All you're thinking about is how amazing he feels inside of you.

Hawk notices but doesn't say anything else, figuring it was for the best anyways. As his pace increases so does his climax, he uses his thumb to rub circles around your fucked out clit to get you closer to your climax.

Your hips start to voluntarily jerk and buck up onto his cock as the desk starts slamming against the wall,"Hawk... I'm gon-" you don't even get to finish before you cum all over his cock, tightening around him.

Hawk let's out the most gorgeous moan as he grips your hips and starts to slow down his pace, spurts of cum leaking into your pussy. You moan at the warmness of his cum and how full you were.

His hips come to a complete stop as you both catch your breaths, when he finally pulls himself out, you whimper from the complete emptiness.

Hawk grabs your panties and signals for you to lift your hips as he slides them back on for you, kissing both of your thighs before sliding back on his boxers and pants.

He grabs his shirt from under his hoodie and slips it back on as you slowly get off of the desk, almost tripping due to your wobbly legs.

Hawk turns around, his hoodie in hand "shit princess, I had you" he rushes over to you.

"I don't need your help" You snap as you pull your dress down. Everything floods back to the reason you're in this position in the first place and already you can't help but be annoyed that you gave in so quick.

"What?" He asks, just above a whisper.

"I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

"Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

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Omg it feels so good to be back guys! I’m sooo sorry for the long wait but I hope this makes up for it! There’s definitely gonna be a part 4!

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