#god i’d devour that shit right up

[katasstrophy]

i truly believe that anri’s long term goal is to establish another blue lock project after the first one (successfully ?) wraps up, but this time - for female players

i just know so so bad i feel it in my bones i swear that anri has her own personal experiences playing soccer. so no matter how much it makes her want to grind her teeth to dust to be picking up after these boys, she’ll play the part of the silly little pretty manager for now, filing away every single advice and teaching ego has to give with greed.

so when the real show starts, when the time comes for her to pick the most savage and hungry and entitled girls out there playing football, she’ll be prepared. she’ll know exactly how to make them tick and bounce off each other to become the world’s best.

and it will be vicious.

[shawtuzi]

can’t stop thinking about nanami putting you in a full nelson omg :(( (not proofread btw sorry <//3)

the first time he brought it up to you you were very intrigued, until you did a quick google search and saw wrestling images??? after he helped you find the correct images your interest peaked once more—i mean how could it not???!!the mental image of his big n beefy arms manhandling you in a such a position had the cogs in your brain turning and your pussy dripping with excitement.

“cmon let’s do it now now now!” you squealed tossing your phone to the side. you jumped into nanami’s buff arms, peppering his jaw and neck in glossy kisses. kento chuckled lowly, giving your plush ass a rough squeeze. such an eager little thing you were.

“now hang on baby i think you should stretch yourself out a little bit before we get started, don’t want my sweet thing to get a cramp hm?” he pet your hair softly, looking directly into your eyes to make sure you understood him. you let out a dramatic sigh and nodded, making kento smile at your obedience.

within minutes nanami had you strip down to your panties, knees digging into the plushness of the bed while your hands laid folded in your lap. “don’t look so serious little dove, we can have a little fun while we do it,” he chuckled, running his thumb over your bottom lip, pulling the digit away when he saw you tried to suckle on it.

nanami pecked you on the lips three times before slowly pushing you back, slipping your panties off once your back was to the mattress. he took this opportunity to admire your body in its most vulnerable state. he looked at every curve, every scar, every stretch mark with so much love in his eyes it made your eyes glassy. “you’re so beautiful….most beautiful woman i ever laid eyes on. god could strike me down right now and i’d be happy with this being the last thing i see,” he ran his tongue over his bottom lip, running his surprisingly soft hands up your thick thighs.

he slowly trailed his hands to the back of your knees, pushing them up to your chest. “fuck would you look at that….already soaking for me,” kento pushed his thumb between your soaked folds, covering the digit in your essence before bringing it to his watering mouth.

“alright m’gonna push your legs back a little more okay?” he waited until you verbally answered him before pushing your knees back until they were practically touching your ears. in all honesty nanami knew this shit was light work for you and he could manhandle you into any position he wanted with ease—he just wanted an excuse to eat your pussy hehe.

nanami couched down, spreading your pussy lips with his thumbs before spitting on your swollen clit. you gasped, clenching around nothing as he spit on your pussy once more. “how you doin’ up there gorgeous?” nanami spoke softly, chuckling lowly at the way you tried bucking your pussy into his face.

“s’easy babe! i can handle it just please do somethingggg!” you whined, kicking your feet in the most precious way possible. without a word nanami wrapped his lips around your clit, humming at the sweet yet tangy taste that is you. “oh! f-fuck kento,” you mewled, bringing your hand down to mess up his perfectly styled blonde locks. nanami slapped your hand away, grunting against your pussy as a way to tell you to keep your hands to yourself.

that’s how you both stayed—nanami on his knees devouring your drooling pussy while you held your legs back with shaky hands. “d-do it side to side again…yeah like th-that! oh my—!” you were cut off by kento swiping his tongue side to side with vigor, your legs beginning to shake, signaling your nearing orgasm.

“so fuckin’ sweet,” nanami growled, gripping onto the soft flesh of your ass cheeks before maneuvering your body up and down on his tongue. for such a prim and polished man he sure was a messy fucking eater.

the slurping noises coming from below you would’ve disgusted anyone but you personally?? oh it was your favorite. the only time nanami really lost himself was when his head was between your thighs, so you made sure to cherish every sloppy lick, slurp, and glob of spit he gave to your soaked pussy.

“i-i’m cumminggg,” you threw your head back in pure bliss as your orgasm washed over you, wave after wave of cumming hitting kento’s awaiting tongue. nanami lapped at your pussy a few more times, giving your clit a cheeky little suck before letting go with a pop!

nanami cleared his throat and stood up, loosening the tie on his neck. “you ready for me?” he asked, squeezing his achingly hard dick through his slacks. if you looked close enough you could see the tiniest wet patch where his tip was.

you made quick work to sit up and undo his belt, your mouth watering at the thought of sucking him off before he ravaged you. “slow down honey s’no rush yeah?” he cooed down at you, taking your face in his hands. you nodded slowly, tossing his belt to the side and undoing the zipper. “lemme….lemme suck you off a little please? need it kento,” you pouted, nuzzling your face into his toned stomach. nanami smiled down at you and brought his hand to your face, smushing your cheeks together before giving you a very sloppy kiss.

“later darling i can’t wait to be inside you another minute,” he gave your lips another kiss, smoothening the furrow in your brows with his thumb.

a few minutes later….

“ready for me my love?” nanami grunted, slapping the tip of his cock against your pussy. your back was snugly pressed against him while his strong arms held the backs of your knees up. “y-yes kento m’ready for you,” nanami wasted no time lifting your body until his tip was poking at your entrance, hissing at just how fucking wet you were. you both moaned in unison as he slowly sunk you down on his cock.

“f-fuck sweetheart you gotta ease up. cmon ease that pretty pussy up for me,” he took advantage of your exposed neck and began to kiss and suck on the most sensitive parts making you whine. he encouragement worked like a charm and soon he was almost entirely inside you. “yeah…yeah there we go,” you squeaked when nanami slammed body down, finally filling you to the brim. fuck you felt so warm and tight around him there was no way he’d last long.

“d-don’t go slow ken, fuck me till i pass out pleaseeee i need it,” you cried, clenching around him. nanami hissed and without another word began a brutal pace, the sheer roughness taking you aback. “yessss f-fuck kenny!” you squealed, your head falling back on his shoulder. in this position the tip of his cock repeatedly hit that spongy spot inside you that had you seeing stars. your wetness already began to soak both of your guys’ thighs, a sharp slapping sound echoing throughout the room from it.

“oh i know baby i know. feels good yeah? tight little pussy is fucking soaking us, you hear that?” he breathlessly chuckled, referring to the slapping noises your thighs were making. “uh huh! uh huh! i hear it kenny,” you whimpered, trying your absolute hardest not to start drooling.

kento securely held both of your legs in one of his arms while the other gripped your chin, forcing you took look at him. you stuck out your tongue the tiniest bit making him chuckle, “gimme a kiss baby.” he sucked your tongue into his mouth making your eyes roll back. you loved when he did that. nanami’s sloppy, tongue filled kisses were your personal drug of choice. the way he made you feel every ounce of love and want in just a single kiss made your head spin and your pussy throb.

“s’good ken you’re so strong. so. fucking. stronggg.” ken thrusted up a tad rougher towards the end of your sentence, his head inflated beyond belief. your praise was making his head spin, he had to give you the most earth shattering orgasm you’ve ever had—he had to.

he adjusted your position to where both of your legs were hanging over his arms once more, both of his hands now clasped behind your head. “ready pretty baby?” he huffed out, chuckling when the only noise you let out was a loud moan.

you didn’t know it was possible to be fucked completely braindead yet here you were, eyes rolled back and not a thought in your mind as kento brutally thrusted up into you. he could only imagine how full your pussy must’ve looked, god the thought had his balls tightening.

“ken! ken! ken! kenny!” you chanted his name like a prayer, your pussy now squelching each time his fucked up into you. nanami tightened his hands around your head (not too tight though ofc) and forced your head to look down, giving you a delicious view of his soaked cock spearing into your puffy pussy. “we *hiccup* look so pretty together kenny, wish you could *hiccup* see,” you sighed dreamily, because it truly was a beautiful sight.

“don’t worry baby i will later, s-see that—fuck! see my phone? hm?” he slowed his pace, and loosened his grip on your head allowing you to look up and see that his phone was indeed propped up recording the entire thing. you smiled and bit your lip, now excited for when you both watch the video together which will probably lead to him having you like this again hehe.

“rub your clit my love, cmon make yourself cum on your husbands cock—yeahhhh that’s it honey there you fucking go,” nanami growled in pleasure as your pussy squeezed him like a vice. his dick was getting wetter either each thrust inside you until he accidentally slipped out making you whine very loudly. “i got it baby i got it,” he huffed and slammed you right back down on his cock, making your eyes cross. “yes yes y-yes fuck, so good kenny please cum in me,” you cried, digging your nails into his toned thighs.

nanami growled removing his hands from your head to spread thighs as wide as possible, one hand toying sloppily with your clit while the other found purchase on your neck. “i’m gonna cum baby—right inside this tight little pussy, and you’re gonna take all of it like my good little wife aren’t you?” his hand began to slap your clit, making a broken moan slip past your swollen lips. “yesss kenny m’gonna take it all i promise!” you cried, aching to feel the warmth of his cum inside you.

“fuck fuck fuck goddammit,” kento let out a guttural moan right in your ear, his cock throbbing as he pumped his cum into you. there was so much. so much it began to slip down his cock and onto the bed. he was about to pull out but you quickly stopped him, wanting to stay like this for just a little while longer. “can i at least turn you around so i can look at you?” he hummed , giving your shoulder a gentle kiss.

you nodded and nanami slowly pulled out making you whimper before turning your body so you were facing him. he pulled you tightly against his chest mumbling praises on top of praises in your ear while he carefully pushed himself back inside you, moaning softly.

“so how’d you like it my love,” he grinned nudging your nose with his. you lifted your head up and cradled his face in your hands, pressing your foreheads together. “that was so. fucking. good. rest up while you can because you’re gonna fuck me like that again tonight!” you giggled, purposely clenching around his now soft cock. kento hissed, squeezing his eyes shut in sensitivity.

he’s probably created an even bigger monster in you but shit he wasn’t complaining!!!

btw peaches and coconut!eren fic coming soon!! i just wanted to get this out of my drafts *kiss kiss*

[h4m1lt0ns]

HEARTBREAK SYNDROME.

episode five :: 99 PROBLEMS.

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ pairing ︴max verstappen x ex!y/n

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ genre ︴social media au / irl snippets

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ summary ﹔comeback: download has started.

fc – wonyoung jang (28)

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ warnings ﹕none.

☆ IMESSAGE with ; BOARD OF DIRECTORS.

y/n: not to freak you guys out but i knew all along

my baby lando: FYM YOU KNEW ???

babygirl alex: y/n 😁 i swear to god

honey badger: wait

honey badger: what do you mean you knew

chili!: ????

chal eclair: ^^^^

girlfriend kika: babe

girlfriend kika: i need u to explain before pierre loses his shit bc he’s bubbling rn 🙏🏻🤍

y/n: okay hold on y’all listen

wifey lily: 👂🏻👂🏻👂🏻👂🏻

y/n: i always had this sneaking suspicion that some bullshit was going but every time i’d ask him about nothing would come of it

y/n: so i was like maybe i’m the problem 😀

y/n: then i found lipstick in our bathroom and i was like yo ??? tf is this and max said it was his sister’s

y/n: so i was like oh calm

y/n: bc victoria would come over sometimes

y/n: then i found out he cheated the first time

princess george: fIRST TIME????

angel carmen: WHAT DO YOU MEAN FIRST TIME

chili!: HE CHEATED MORE THAN ONCE???

chal eclair: hOLD ON YALL IM TRYNA UNDERSTAND

y/n: yes 😭

y/n: caught him on a call with her being all lovey and shit and we got in a fight bc of it

y/n: and i let it slide bc i thought he would learn + he cried his eyes out

alabono: how is HE gonna cry for cheating 😟

honey badger: WAIT

my baby lando: fuck was he crying for ???

chal eclair: he cried ??

babygirl alex: literally what

honey badger: WAIT YALL

honey badger: Y/N YOU LET THAT SLIDE ???

y/n: I USED TO LOVE HIM OKAY.

chili!: i just sighed so hard man

y/n: hold on there’s more

PIERRE GASLYYYY: MORE ??

PIERRE GASLYYYY: y/n…

my baby lando: bae what is this…

chal eclair: what else did he do then damn

y/n: the bitch was in my bed

babygirl alex: WOAHHHHHHHH

angel carmen: now hold on, hOLD ON NOW.

girlfriend kika: i screamed

honey badger: ouuuuu it’s gonna get violent rq

y/n: i found them cuddled up, clearly post fuck, in my bed, listening to my music and guess what

chili!: BRO 😭

chal eclair: WHAT OH MY GOD

my baby lando: ¿¿¿

y/n: HER KID WALKS IN BEHIND ME EATING MYYYYYYY ICE CREAM

y/n: IN MYYYYY HOUSE

princess george: see this is where i personally would’ve swung at everyone

PIERRE GASLYYYY: LISTENING TO YOUR MUSIC???????

wifey lily: NAHHHHHH MAN

angel carmen: i’m not even kidding

angel carmen: i’m deadass speechless

y/n: i need all of u to come to my house immediately

y/n: there’s so much more i need to tell y’all

chili!: Y/N.

chili!: WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERES MORE.

y/n: ….

chal eclair: answer the question bae 🤍

y/n: well

my baby lando: oh my god

y/n

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[daddyy333]

Needy | Eddie Munson x y/n

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

word count: 2.6k

summary: Eddie has never given it all to you because he doesn’t want to hurt you, but you refuse to wait any longer. You want all of him and you want him now.

warnings: smut, p in v, oral (I think), squirting, overstimulation, ?

sorry this has taken so long I don’t know writing hasn’t exactly been my top priority because I’ve got a lot going on but I’m still writing as often as I can so new fics are gonna be slow but I promise I’ll be back to posting like I used to soon

The first time you saw Eddie’s dick, you were honestly worried. One, how the hell does he find pants and underwear big enough to fit that thing. Two, how were you ever gonna get it inside you.

He knew that look. A lot of girls wore the same look when they saw him for the first time. He didn’t understand it really, he knew he was a little blessed but he thought he was just a little above average.

So naturally, he went down on you and fingered you till you came 3 times to make sure you were relaxed and wet enough for him to stretch you out. You’d honestly never felt anything as good as Eddie’s cock, and ever since then you’d been obsessed with it.

You’d be calling every night begging him to come over, or to come pick you up just so you could feel him deep in you, feel that overwhelming stretch that felt better than anything you had ever felt before. He didn’t mind too much, he found it adorable how needy you’d get, whining about how much you need to have him inside you.

You almost always got what you wanted, but not entirely. He never sunk all the way in. Majority of the time he was on top, and even when you were on top he’d still be holding you still while fucked up into you. He didn’t want you to sink all the way down and hurt yourself, he knew he was thicker at the base and he didn't want you to go too far.

You had begged and begged him to let you try and see if you could take it, but he would never let you. No matter how hard you begged or how much you tried to force yourself lower, he always managed to stop you.

But tonight, oh you were getting what you wanted. You’d been the horniest you’ve ever been in your life the entire day, feeling your slick stick to your inner thighs whilst you worked and noticing a wet patch on your seat when you got out of the car, you knew you needed him and you needed all of him.

“Ed’s, put the book down” you said as you came in, throwing your bag on the dresser and unbuttoning your work shirt. Holy shit did he hate that shirt, he hated it because it was so provocative and they always gave everyone a size smaller so they would attract customers with their “attractive waitresses.”

But right now, oh god you looked sexier than ever. Your hair was a little disheveled, your makeup making your eyes look darker and even more attractive. He wanted to devour you and make you cum till you couldn’t think anymore.

You worked your shirt off, stepping closer to him as you unbutton your shorts. You got to the edge of the bed and kicked your shoes off before slipping your shorts off as well. He grinned at you as you climbed on top of him, resting your hands on his ribs as you leaned down and kissed him.

“Mm, baby” he groaned through the kiss, his voice low and raspy making your pussy clench around nothing. You moved your hands to his chest, grinding down on his half hard cock. He moaned softly into the kiss, his hands gripping your waist hard.

You lightly tugged at the bottom of his shirt and he pulled away, nodding at you. You got his shirt off and he smiled up at you, toying with the straps of your thong. You bit your lip and he sat up, running his thumb along your bra strap.

You reached behind you and unclipped your bra, letting him slide it off of you. “God, you’re so fucking perfect” he said and scoffed, burying his head between your breasts. Kissing, licking, sucking, he was all over your boobs for a good few minutes.

Once he seemed to finally move on, you got off the bed and said “take off your pants and boxers…please,” He shook his head and complied, groaning when you took your panties off and he saw your bare cunt, slick spreading on your inner thighs.

You whimpered softly as his huge cock sprung out, leaking precum as he hissed, jerking himself off for a little relief. You smiled and crawled on top of him again, running your hands up and down his chest and stomach, watching his cock jump as you felt his thighs up a little.

“Baby please…I need you. It hurts…” he said and you giggled. You bit your lip and lined yourself up with him, sliding down a little and stretching yourself. He sighed relievingly and squeezed your tit in one hand, the other keeping a firm grip on your hip as he moaned at the feel of your tight, warm, and wet pussy on his sensitive tip.

“Go slow, babe. D-Don’t hurt yourself” he grunted out, he’d kill to pound into you till the sun rose but he never expressed it, because he would never risk hurting you. You groaned and started bouncing on him, not going all the way just yet.

He moved a hand to rub at your swollen clit, moaning loudly as your pussy sucked his cock in over and over again. “Baby…fuck, I love this pussy” he said and you smiled.

You grabbed his hands, forcing him to lie on his back slightly and held his hands as you continued bouncing on his cock. He grunted, abs tensing slightly as the pleasure consumed him. Perfect, just what you wanted.

You smirked, kissing down his jawline and neck. Once he was plenty distracted you sat up, his arms still above his head squeezing the pillow now to ground himself. You placed your hands on his chest and bit your lip, quickly sliding all the way down till your clit touched his little patch of pubic hair.

You gasped, moaning loud as your pussy stretched around him, feeling so so full you couldn’t believe it. “Babe!” Eddie shouted and grunted, shuddering as his cock throbbed. Your brows furrowed, jaw dropped as you moaned like crazy.

“Eddie…oh- oh I can barely take it- y- y-your so big- Eddieee!” You moaned, digging your nails into his chest. He breathed a little heavy as he wrapped his arms around your back, kissing you gently.

“Holy shit, you’re so perfect!” He said and you whimpered. You lifted yourself up and slammed back down, nearly knocking the wind out of yourself. He was so deep, and so thick you could already feel yourself getting close.

You only bounced a few more times before you were cumming hard, screaming Eddie’s name and squeezing his cock so good he couldn’t even think straight. “Haggh! Good girl…yea, cum so f-fast on daddy’s cock” he said and you cried his name, whimpering as your orgasmed continued to hit you in waves, your clit twitching hard as your pussy spasmed around his dick

“I- Uhh! Eddie! It’s too much- it- ahhh!” You moaned, tears streaming down your face from overstimulation. He gently pulled you off and you panted heavily, resting against his chest. “Eddie…” you giggled and he hummed, caressing your hair.

He was a little upset at you for doing it without warning and pushing yourself too far, or so he thought. “Need it again…please?” You begged and he furrowed his brows. He sighed and said “it was too much for you”

“No, I want it again” you said and looked up at him, straddling his lap. He kissed you softly and said “you just calmed down from the first one, baby you need to relax for a second” “Ed’s…” you whined, pawing at his chest.

He rolled his eyes and said “turn around then,” You smiled and turned around so your ass was facing him and he sat up, getting ready for you to sink down on his cock. He kissed your neck a few times and said “come on, babe, let me feel that pussy again,”

“Thought you wante-” “shut up,” he whispered as he pushed you down on his dick, making you whimper. You let out a strangled moan, your thighs tensing slightly as you got used to the feeling again.

You took all of him, whimpering and writhing on his fat cock. He grunted and squeezed your hips, biting your shoulder slightly. You groaned and started to bounce, holding one of his hands and reaching behind you to pull at his hair with the other and keeping him buried in your neck, just where he liked.

“Fuck! It’s so good- it’s so good!” You babbled mindlessly. He grunted and chuckled, palming your ass. You were so fucking sensitive, you didn’t know if you were gonna be able to get him there before you came again.

He smiled as he watched you bounce on his cock, face twisted in pleasure as you pulled at his hair and squeezed his hair. He grunted and said “could watch you ride me all day, gorgeous…”

You mewled at that, groaning harshly when he started to fuck into you slightly, feeling like the wind was being knocked out of you. He smiled and ran a hand over to your front, pushing down on the bulge of his cock in your lower tummy. You gasped and looked down, moans growing louder at the realization of how big he was and how deep you were taking him.

You whined, crying out as you started to clench hard around him. He groaned and bucked his hips harder, wanting to cum with you. You gasped as your legs shook, a sob racking your body. You didn’t know what he was doing to you, you were cumming so easily and so hard you couldn’t handle it.

“Fuck, babe…so sensitive,” he said, rubbing your clit. You nearly screamed, your pussy clenching so hard as you squirted all over him. Your whole body was shaking, your breathing all kinds of messed up and your moans and whines flowing out freely.

Your mind felt fuzzy after you finally stopped, nearly slumping over if not for Eddie holding you. He got you off his dick, laying you next to him as you panted hard, clinging to him. “Fuck,” he groaned, looking down at his angrily red cock. He needed to cum so bad, and he knew you didn't mean to but fuck he was really worked up.

“I’m sorry- I’m sorry, I’m sorry” you started to apologize and he shushed you, kissing your head and holding you close to him. He smiled and said “it’s alright, princess. I know, I know, you just can’t handle me, hmm? Too big for my little princess”

You mewled, peppering kisses on his jawline as slick gushed from your pussy again. You were so tired and sore but you wanted to make him cum and you’d do anything to get him there.

“Ed’s…” you whimpered, grabbing his hip. He shook his head and said “babe, uh uh, you’re gonna overdo it. I’m good, I’ll take care of it” “no, no Eddie….please” you said and he sighed.

“One more,” he said and you nodded, biting your lip. He kissed you softly, swallowing the moans you let out when he cupped your pussy, playing with the stickiness between your folds and toying with your clit.

“So wet, baby,” he said, jerking himself off a little to get him somewhere. You gasped softly, your breathing shaky and irregular. He grunted and you mewled as you watched him fist his cock, the tip reaching above your belly button.

“I want it Eddie,” you whined quietly, looking up at him with pinched brows. He cursed at how adorable you looked, getting into missionary so he could see your pretty face while you came around his cock.

“Yea? What do you want, baby? Tell me,” he said and your breath hitched as his mushroom tip circled your clit. You whined and said “I…I want your cock, I want all of it! I want your cum inside me, please!”

“Shhh, pretty girl. I’m gonna give it to you real good, don't you worry” he said and kissed you softly, sliding himself in and thrusting at a good pace. Not too slow, not too fast, just enough to let you adjust to the feeling.

“Awh, so fucking tight…” he grunted and you whimpered. You squeezed his shoulders, nails digging in his skin. You furrowed your eyebrows, moaning Eddie’s name and squirming as he began to drill his cock into you.

He grunted, sucking your tits into his mouth, tongue swirling around your nipple. God, he was a slut for your tits. Whining into your boobs, he sped up his pace as much as he could.

“Mmh…Ed- E-Eddie!” You moaned and he grunted, panting softly as his eyes squeezed shut. He thrusted hair, your pussy swallowing his dick and making him see stars. “fuck…” he whispered, squeezing the sheets beside you.

You whimpered, hands tangled in his hair as your pussy fluttered around his cock. “Shit- shit uhh…oh god, I’m close!” You moaned and he moaned into your ear, your pussy squeezing him deliciously.

“I’m almost there baby….agh! Almost there!” He said and kissed your neck a few times, squeezing your arm slightly as he tried to keep the same angle that was making his dick throb so hard he thought it might fall off.

“I can’t….ahh! Don’t stop, don’t stop till- shit- till you…fuck!” You cried out as you squirted around him again, you were so sensitive but you needed him to cum at least once. He rubbed your clit, making your eyes roll back as your legs shook hard, stomach clenching as he thrusted as fast as he could until he finally exploded in you.

He nearly screamed as he came, burying his cock deep inside you, grunting and panting as he came endlessly. “Y/n- fuuuck! It’s too good- it’s too- ughhh!” He groaned, pumping his cock into you a few more times as his cock throbbed inside you.

“Baby…hey, hey look at me,” he said and caressed your face. Your eyes fluttered open as you whimpered, looking up at him. “Hurts…” you whimpered. He kissed your head and said “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Fuck, I knew I should’ve stopped I’m sorry. Why didn’t you use your safe word, huh?” “Just wanted to make you cum…” you muttered tiredly.

He sighed and started to pull out and you winced, pulling at his hair. “Ahh- babe! You know it’ll be okay once I’m out. Just relax,” he said and you sniffled. You curled over on your side once he pulled out, panting slightly.

Eddie grunted and stood up, collecting himself as he quickly realized that was not just any orgasm. He groaned and grabbed a towel to clean himself off. He winced, his dick super sensitive from the most amazing sex you two have ever had.

He put on clean underwear and made his way to the side you were facing, brushing your hair out of your face. “You don’t have to do anything, you know? We don’t have to finish with each other, I don’t have to finish inside you, none of that. I only want you to feel good” he said and kissed your head a few times.

You moved to lay on your back and sighed as the exhaustion took over. “What about you though?” You asked, playing with his hair. He chuckled and said “I always feel good with you baby”

You rolled your eyes and he chuckled, wearing stupid boyish grin. He smoothed your hair back and kissed you softly, humming into the kiss. “You’re perfect, you know that?” He said and you blushed, looking away.

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Gloves | John Marston / Reader

Word count : 2.2k Summary : John goes crazy over you dressed up for a job, more specifically your white gloves Warnings/tags : cursing, blow job, piv, creampie, cowgirl, reader is female

John felt like a damn fool. His hungry eyes followed you around camp. It’s not like you’re walking around in your bloomers for god's sake. You’re fully covered, other than your shoulders, the sleeves of your dress resting on your biceps. You were getting ready to go on a job with Hosea, a rich dinner party he somehow weaseled his way into.

You were the best pickpocket in the gang, the best woman pickpocket anyway. You were acting as Hosea’s daughter, a debutante.

And shit you were playing the part. You were gorgeous, looking like a lady of high society. Part of him wondered if you could have had the life you were pretending to have. If you hadn’t fallen in with the gang, maybe you’d have gotten adopted by some rich folks. Instead of sleeping on cots you’d have a soft warm bed, maybe even servants to look after your needs. These thoughts cause a knot to form in his stomach, knowing he could never give you that life. The soft ringlets Mary Beth had styled fell down your shoulders gracefully as you walked towards the coach.

And those white gloves. Those damned white gloves.

They were only gloves for Christsake, they weren’t anything special. But he couldn’t help the tent growing in his jeans, he was sure there would be a permanent dent in them once he got them off. His face was burning, his eyes glancing around camp making sure no one noticed his… condition.

You were so elegant, pure. He wanted to ruin you, devour you, make you scream and cry under him. He ran his hand through his hair, he needed to get a hold of himself. You were his partner, not some doe eyed socialite. Although you did play the part well.

“Oh Marston.” You called, your hand on your hip as you stood in front of the stagecoach. That corset Tilly had squeezed you into was doing wonders for your silhouette, although he knew it must be uncomfortable. He got up, quickly adjusting himself before walking over to you. “Won’t you help a lady into her coach?” You asked in a soft voice, an air of sophistication in your tone.

“Now I don’t think you would qualify as a lady.” He teased, his eyes raking over you. You could feel the heat from his stare, washing over you in waves.

“Just help me in.” You said, raising an eyebrow, offering your hand to him, your other lifting up the edge of your dress.

Christ Almighty. John gulped, taking your dainty gloved hand in his own, the silky fabric soft against his calloused hands. “Thank you sir.” You giggled sitting down in the coach, leaning out of the window to press your lips against his scarred cheek. He covered up his breath hitching with a cough, nodding as he stepped back from the coach.

“You stay safe now.” He said putting his hands on his hips, not daring another glance lest he blow his load right here.

“Always am.” You chuckled as Hosea moved past John, sitting across from you.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on her.” He teased smirking at you.

“I know.” He nodded, turning on his heel and walking back to his tent.

-

You and Hosea returned to camp with your pockets full. A successful haul between the two of you.

“Always a pleasure to work with you, miss Y/n.” Hosea said, helping you out of the coach. A broad smile splitting his face. “I’d have to say the same, Mr. Matthews.” You chuckled, letting out a small sigh as you stretched your back. Your eyes scanned the camp, looking for a certain member of the gang.

You hadn’t been able to get him off your mind all night. Wishing he was the one taking you to a stupid frilly party. The amount of times you had imagined him whisking you off to one of the private rooms. Especially after the look he gave you before you left with Hosea.

You could see John standing by your shared tent, his eyes just as dark and lustful as they were when you left.

“Hey there.” You smirked walking over to him, wrapping your arms sweetly around his neck. His breath hitched in his throat, you raised your eyebrow inquisitively, a small smirk on your lips.

“I missed ya,” He mumbled, with a small shrug, his eyes looking everywhere but your own.

“I wasn’t gone that long.” You chuckled, your white gloves threading through his hair. He let out a low groan as you tugged lightly at his raven locks.

“Corset bothering you?” He asked breathlessly, his hand trailing up your back.

“A little.” You nodded, seeing through his fake concern.

“Let me help you, yeah?” He asked so sweetly, turning you around in his grasp. His hand never strayed from your lower back as he led you into the tent, pulling the canvas flaps down.

You smirked, knowing exactly where this was headed. He would lay you down on the cot, slot his head between your thighs until you were crying out for him. Then, and only then, would he finally relent. Giving you exactly what you needed.

You didn’t know whether it was the adrenaline from the successful haul, or the way he had been eyeing you. Either way, you were practically drooling at the thought of his cock. You wanted- no needed to suck it. You turned in his grasp, before his deft fingers could pull free the laces from their knot. You pushed him back onto his cot, the back of his knees hitting the edge. He sat, looking up at you with his crooked, almost nervous, smile.

“Whatchu think you’re doing?” He asked, lowering his voice.

“Taking care of you, Marston.” You cooed, your hands gripping his thighs. He let out a shaky breath as you lowered yourself to your knees. You made sure to move your dress, as to not get it dirty. It was a beautiful gown, you didn’t want to tarnish it. Your knees hit the boar skin rug as you looked up at John. His boyish grin was long gone, replaced by the smirk of a hungry wolf.

You moved to take off your gloves before he stopped you.

“Those stay on.” He whispered, his eyes boring into yours.

“Yes sir.” You said softly, wetting your lips. You moved your hands to his belt, the buckle clinking as you threw it aside. His breath hitching as your hand brushed against his hardened bulge. You raised your eyes to meet his, feigning innocence as long as you could. You unbuttoned his pants pulling him out of his work jeans. His cock bounced against his stomach, he hissed in pleasure as you grasped him in your hand. His hands gripped the sides of the cot, already so sensitive when you had barely touched him.

“Let me take care of you cowboy.” You chuckled. He rolled his eyes at the tease before they went wide as you spread his precum over his head, effectively ruining your white gloves.

“Fuck darlin-“ He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut as he lets out a shaky breath.

“Feel good honey?” You whispered, your eyes flicking back up to him.

“Real good, feels real good.” He mumbled, his tongue wetting his lips.

You smirk, licking a stripe up the underside of his cock. His eyes nearly bulge out of his head as he looks down at you, biting his lip to try and keep quiet. You lick the tip, swirling your tongue around before diving into the slit on his head.

“Fuck-“ He groaned, his hand coming to the back of your head. Gripping your hair tightly at the base of your skull. You grinned as you took him into your mouth, breathing slowly out your nose as you slid down. “Christ uh-“ He moaned as his head hit the back of your throat. Whatever you couldn’t take in your mouth you wrapped your hands around. You started bobbing your head, hollowing out your cheeks as John made the foulest noises you had ever heard. He was trembling under you, his hands twitching against the cot. His hips stuttered up into your mouth, making you gag around his cock, an obscene sound.

“Shit- sorry darlin-“ He whispered, you swallowed around him, your throat constricting around his cock. You pulled off of him with a wet pop, smiling up at him.

This was more like it, he loved that sweet ‘pure’ side you fronted, but this was who you truly were. A surge of pride ran through his chest, knowing he was the only one who got to see you like this. Your pupils blown with lust, precum and spittle dripping down your chin. He gathered the liquid onto his thumb, swiping it off of your chin. Your mouth opened obediently, taking his thumb in your mouth and sucking, hard.

“Gonna kill me one day, darlin’.” He choked, his jaw hanging open as he stared down at you.

“Oh I ain’t done yet.” You smirked standing up, you hooked your fingers in the waist band on your bloomers pulling them down. “I’m an honest girl, I wouldn’t leave you high and dry.” You lifted up the front of your dress, showing your bare mound off to John. His hands immediately flew to your waist, pulling you forward onto his lap. You bit your lip, batting your eyelashes at him as you rubbed yourself against him. The head of his dick catching your clit as you let out a low moan.

“Stop teasin’ woman.” John grunts, his hands gripping your hips so tightly you were sure they’d leave bruises. You smirked, raising yourself off his lap. You reached between the two of you, positioning his cock against your entrance. You lowered yourself slowly, feeling each and every inch until you were flush with his pelvis. You both let out soft moans as you sank down on him.

You started to move, grinding your hips into his, your clit brushing up against his pubic hair. Eliciting a high pitched whine from your mouth.

“Shit darlin-“ John choked, his hands fisting in the fabric of your dress.

You began to bounce on his cock, John’s hands moved to your ass, his fingers dimpling the flesh of your cheeks.

“Who’s ngh the cowboy now?” He whispered breathlessly, a satisfied smirk on his lips. Your legs were shaking as you continued to ride him, his hips raising to meet every one of your thrusts.

“Mmm John.” You hummed, biting your lip to keep quiet.

“Christ almighty.” John whimpers, his head falling into the valley of your breasts. He sucks at the curve of your tits, leaving marks everywhere visible. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” He groans into your chest. Your legs burn, but there is no way you’d stop now. Not when John is a whimpering mess under you.

“Shit-“ You huffed, feeling that familiar coil tighten in your stomach. His cock rubbing up against that delicious spot inside of you.

“You gotta- fuck- stop squeezing me like that.” He muttered, squeezing your hips, rutting up into you like a damn dog in heat. You hang on for dear life, your hands gripping his shoulder as he pounds up into you. His hands moved to where the two of you connected, rubbing against your bundle of nerves. An electric shock ran up your spine, a sharp gasp leaving your lips.

“Atta girl.” He smirked, a satisfied smile on his lips. It was like you were thrown under water, everything went quiet as white hot pleasure shook through your body. Your orgasm crashing over you in waves. You bit down on your lip, trying to silence your moans.

“I’m not- I’m not gonna-“ He huffed, thrusting up into you.

“Let go.” You said breathlessly, your body going limp above him.

“Where?” He asked through gritted teeth.

“Inside, cum inside me.” You knew it wasn’t exactly smart, but damn it you needed to feel him. It was like you had triggered something animalistic inside him. He snarled, his hips lifting up off the cot as he pounded into you. No longer caring about your pleasure, just chasing his own high.

“God damn-“ He groaned, slamming you down once more on his hips. His orgasm triggered by your own as you clamped down on him, milking his cock for all it was worth.

You sighed, laying your head on his shoulder, still feeling his pulse inside of you. Your chest rising and falling against his own. His hands moved to your corset, unlacing it for you.

“Thanks.” You giggled, feeling the corset loosen around your chest.

“Mmhm.” He hummed, kissing your shoulder. He reached for your hand, pulling off your gloves. He leaned back, tucking them into his back pocket.

“Is that,” You chuckled breathlessly, “Is that what started this?” You asked looking up at him. His eyes widened, coughing as he looked to the side. His cheeks are going bright red under your interrogation.

“Nah,” He said, shaking his head, a nervous smile on his lips.

“Mmhm,” You hummed, kissing his cheek, “Your secret is safe with me.”

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Satoru Gojo 五条悟

Congratulations, you’ll never be alone again!

He would be infatuated with you

This man (boy) would not hesitate to embarrass himself in front of you

And by that I mean;

He would trip himself up, walk into a door, accidentally bump into you…

He would do the stupidest things all to get your attention

And if it was back when he was a student, I can imagine him calling out a teacher on a mistake or having a smart remark so he could see your smile, especially if it was from his doings

He’d still do that as a teacher himself actually

And if it was valentines?

Expect your desk to be covered in an array of heart shaped chocolate boxes, flower bouquets and many cards

He’d probably include expensive things as well like bracelets, rings, necklaces and earrings

Even if it wasn’t valentines and it was just any other day he’d either leave a note on your desk or a bag of mochi

Be grateful he didn’t devour that shit on the way

And during training?

He could be in the middle of training his students when he’d suddenly stop and just stare at you walking past

Either that or he would show tf off

There’s no inbetween

Poor Yuji, Megumi and Nobara would walk back to their dorms black and blue

He would beg the higher ups to assign you missions together

And you best know he’s going to pick on you

If you’re short? You’re now a portable headrest

If you’re tall? How’s the weather?

“Oh! My little Mochi! How are we today hm? Would you like to know where I was yesterday - I’ll tell you anyway, I happened to stumble upon a sweet shop and found some kikufuku and they had that flavour you like so much so out of the kindness of my heart I thought to buy you some!”

Suguru Geto 下戸傑

You wouldn’t even know this man has a crush on you, he’s that chill

You’d just think he’s really friendly

But saying that, he’d try and spend more time around you

You need to go shopping? He’ll be there to carry your bags

You can’t sleep at 3 in the morning? He’ll be at your door in 5 minutes

And he would (unknowingly to him) take such good care of you

And this man is smooth af while doing it

You’re both walking down a busy street? He’ll have his hand on your lower back

“Wouldn’t want you getting lost now would we?”

Walking next to the road? Not with him around

You’re cold? Here, have his jacket

If you’re both in a room full of people his eyes will automatically search for you, making sure you’re okay and not uncomfortable

And you best know he’ll be right behind you if you are

If someone cuts you off halfway through your sentence? Geto would stare that mf down until they shut up and motions for you to continue

“Stay close to me, there are too many men here staring at you. Can’t let them get any ideas now can we? Unless that’s what you want hm? I’d be forced to change your mind otherwise”

Itadori Yuji いたどりゆうじ

He’d be so nervous around you 🥹

He’s a blushing mess every time you step into the same room as him

Impossibile for him to keep his eyes off you

He just stares at you and smiles :)

But god forgive if you make contact with him-

He passes you a work sheet or a book and you brush fingers? He’ll drop everything

Continues to try and save himself which turns out to be futile considering he can’t stop stuttering out an apology

He’d also overthink every and any interaction you have with each other

That brush of fingers earlier? Was that a sign? Should he do something to confirm this? Eye contact? Should he make eye contact?

He’ll even leave cute little trinkets on your desk that he thought you’d like from his trips

And seeing you smile at that silly little note he left on your desk makes his entire week

Would definitely try and show you how strong he is 110%

You’re walking past the training field?

He’s there lifting Panda with one hand

“O-oh Y/n! What are you doing here? You look really pretty today! - not that you don’t everyday! I just mean that you look extra pretty today but you look extra pretty all the time, I’m running out of compliments…”

Fushiguro Megumi 伏黒恵

Like Suguru, you wouldn’t even know Megumi has a crush on you

…If it wasn’t for Yuji and Nobara of course

Oh hey, I have post on that-

You’re walking past him in the halls? Nobara and Yuji are there poking him and whispering (which probably shouldn’t count as whispering)

“Oh Megumi~ Don’t look now but someone you like is walking behind you~”

Which resulted in the both getting smacked upside the head

And if Gojo caught wind of this?

Gojo would leave bags of mochi or little notes saying how pretty you looked that day and sign it from your beloved Megumi

He’d even try and give ‘parental’ advice

That didn’t end well

I can imagine you walking up to him with the mochi and card in hand to kiss his cheek as a thank you which left him a flustered mess

He just holds his cheek with a straight face as you walk off 😌

Moving on though,

He’d be such a gentleman-

He’d lay his jacket on top of your legs if you’re wearing shorts or a skirt

And if you’re cold? Have his jacket

He notices you didn’t get much sleep that night? Oh look an energy drink magically appeared on your desk

You’re sad? He’ll summon his Divine Dogs

But don’t bring this to his attention, he’ll deny everything

“Hm? You received mochi on your desk? How should I know? - why are you looking at me like that? What are you - oh… yeah, must’ve slipped my mind”

Kugisaki Nobara 釘崎野薔薇

It’d be pretty obvious she likes you

If everyone’s talking over you or you have something to say she’ll have no hesitation in screaming at everyone to shut up

“EVERYONE SHUT UP! Y/N HAS SOMETHING TO SAY THAT I’M SURE ALL OF YOU ARE DYING TO KNOW SO LISTEN UP! …Go on Y/n”

You’re going on every shopping trip she has, which is near daily so good luck 🫡

But don’t worry, she won’t make you carry all her bags no no no

That’s for Yuji and Megumi to deal with

And those shopping trips will lead to sleepovers

Which will lead to her styling your outfits for the next month

Which will then lead to her mixing her clothes with yours justifying it by saying it goes better than any of your other ones

A subtle claim but one nonetheless

She would show you off like it’s nobodies business (except it is)

“Everyone! Look at my partner!! Look how hot they are - HEY DONT YOU CALL THEM HOT! THATS MY JOB”

You have social media? She already follows you

She would drool over every picture

Comments, hearts, the whole shabang

And let’s not forget the daily compliments of course

She’d somehow know if you’re wearing a different shade of lipgloss that day

Or if you’ve changed the colour of your nails

“Ahh you look so pretty today! Your eyeshadow is so cute!! Wait is that my top? Didn’t I tell you it would go well with your skirt, I’m always right! You should keep it, it suits you better anyway”

Toji 杜氏

How in the world did you pull this guy?

He’d be cocky af though

You might not know but if you tell him something about yourself or something you like he’ll have it ingrained into his brain while at the same time pretending not to give two fucks

Like I can imagine him seeing something you mentioned in a previous conversation in a shop window and buys it, gives it to you and says;

“I bought too much so I thought I’d give you the rest.”

“But it’s wrapped?”

“…It came like that”

Mhm sure

And if you asked his opinion on a certain outfit he’d definitely say;

“Who cares? Wear whatever you want, I cant fight”

Okay daddy-

He’d be such a bodyguard though, you cannot convince me otherwise

Like Geto he’d stand behind you to silently let them know you’re off limits

Even though you’re not dating he’d still have a possessive hand around your waist idc

“Why you gotta look like that hm? Always lookin’ so pretty for me. You tryna get their attention or something? Bet that’s what you want huh, want me to show them who you really belong to isn’t that right”

Zen’in Maki┊禪院真希

First off, I’m jealous but okay moving on

She’d be a low-key soft tsundere

Lemme explain,

This girl is a strong independent woman who gives no shits whatsoever and also has a very high wall built to hide her emotions and to keep you tf out

Therefore!, she’d pick on you (and no one else) in the nicest way possible

“Where do you think you’re going wearing that, a circus? You look like an idiot… but a cute idiot I guess…”

My heart-

And if you’d tease her back she’d just push your face away and walk in the opposite direction

She’d probably let you wear her glasses if you ask nicely

She’d even volunteer to help you train just so she can spend more time with you 🥹

Would purposely make you flustered no doubt in my mind (wouldn’t even have to try)

During practice she’d trip you up and land on you CENTIMETRES away from your face and just smirk

Ahahdbjsmke

She’d grin at anything cute you do

You’re doing a lil happy dance while eating? She’s there staring at you with a small grin

You’re pouting because something didn’t go your way? She’ll just tilt her head and smile

“You always look so cute when you do that little dance of yours, what’s got you so happy huh? Wanna tell me so you do that cute dance again? Go on, don’t be shy now”

Inumaki Toge 狗巻棘

My sweet sweet boy

He’d silently fan boy at everything you do

Definitely your personal cheerleader 🤝

At any and every one of your accomplishments, he’d cheer you on with his little jig of a dance

He’d rant to Panda in onigri ingredients at how perfect you are

He blushes A LOT

But you’ll never know since he has his collar zipped up at all times 😔

Every time you make him nervous he’ll fidget with his hands and look anywhere but at you

You compliment him over text while he’s in his dorm? He’s trying not scream and just rolls back and forth in his bed in excitement and happiness

I can imagine him standing behind Nanami doing silly little dances to make you laugh

Loves head pats, that’s it. That’s all.

He malfunctions when ruffle or comb your fingers through his hair

His tail would be wagging if he was a dog

He’d give you gifts as well but not any gifts

For example;

You’re usually cold in class? He’ll buy you a scarf and give it to you the next day

You’ve been staying up lately due to assignments? He’ll place a bag of energy bars and caffeinated drinks on your desk

He does all this while reprimanding you in onigri ingredients

He’d even keep spares in his bag just in case

“What did I tell you about staying up late huh? And will you ever learn to wear something warm to class or do I need to continuously bring these things with me? You’re lucky you’re cute!”

Nanami Kento 七海健人

Bby would be so professional

He’d keep trying to convince himself that it isn’t professional to have feelings for his colleague

Yet he couldn’t help but spend more time with you

He’d ask for your opinion on certain topics (shocker I know) or if you’d be able to print something out for him

He’d do this so much it’d start to make you suspicious

Even Gojo would catch on…

“Nanamin~ how come you ask Y/n for their opinion when you have me huh?”

Like Megumi he’d be such a gentleman

He’d put his coat on your lap if you’re wearing shorts or a skirt

He’d put his hand on your back to guide you through busy crowds

He’d make an extra cup of coffee/tea for you when he’s making one for himself

I feel like he’d have a certain tick when he’s nervous like scratching the side of his head or behind his ear

It’d be so fckn cute 😤

You mention the tie he’s wearing that day suits him or brings out his eyes? Don’t be surprised if he wears it again tomorrow

He wouldn’t even be ashamed about it

“What are you looking at? Oh my tie? What’s wrong with it? Didn’t you say it suited me yesterday? Thought I’d wear it for you again”

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— 𝘒𝘰𝘪 𝘹𝘰

[gaysindistress]

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Here's part two to the fake dating drabble I wrote for @bucks-and-noble's Valentrope fest

warnings: smut and lowkey violence but not to f!reader. plain and simple this is porn. please do not read if you're a minor.

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“I’m apologizing right now for what you’re about to walk into.”

Bucky clears his throat and readjusts in the driver’s seat as we slowly drive down the long driveway lined with manicured hedges. 

“What are you talking about?” 

The wedding that I dragged him to is for a friend that Bucky isn’t particularly fond of, something I neglected to mention but I knew he wouldn’t agree if I told him. Honestly I’m surprised that he hasn’t caught on yet with how many signs we’ve passed on the way to the venue. He’s been rather distracted stealing glances at me. 

“Aw fuck,” he curses when he finally does see the biggest sign yet. “This is Maisie’s wedding, isn’t it?”

Cocking my head at him, I bat my lashes and pout my lips, “Forgive me?”

He inhales sharply. Against his better judgment, glances at my glossy lips and then to my chest. The sweetheart neckline as well as the bias cut of my navy dress is exactly why I chose to wear it. Bucky’s always had a wandering eye when it comes to ‘an angel in the flesh’ as he puts it but right now it’s down right sinful. He’s eyeing me like the Devil lurks beneath his matching navy Armani suit and he’s ready to devour me whole. 

“You owe me after this,” he finally says with a dramatic sigh. 

The ceremony went exactly how I imagined it would ourlPampas grass, dried sage, and red flora that I’ve never seen before covers every inch of the aisle as well as every other surface. Burnt orange cheesecloths drape from the trees, the six different wood arches, and run across all of the tables. The signs that Maisie definitely had her bridal party help her make are everywhere and written on them are sayings that Bucky can’t stop making jokes about. 

“Babe, I can’t make this up. That sign says ‘This way to buffet, booze, and bad dance moves.’ What ring of hell is this?”

“Oh my god, Bucky, you need to shut up. These are the type of people to say ‘bless your heart’ and pray for god to smite you in your sleep,” I whisper to him. I loop my arm around his and he’s quick to put his hand over the top of mine on his bicep. 

“If it gets me away from this place, then I’d welcome it.”

I roll my eyes at him and keep us moving towards the open field where the reception is at. 

“Y/N? Is that you?” 

I tense beside my fake boyfriend and hesitantly look over my shoulder to see the one person I did not expect to see here; my ex boyfriend Marc. 

“If that’s who I think that is,” Bucky grumbles and curses under his breath when he sees who it is. “I’m going to kill Maisie. Why would she invite that cunt?”

“Bucky, behave.” I mumble to him and turn to greet this cunt, “Marc, hi how are you?”

The first thing he does is look me up and down, eyes lingering on my chest just as I expected. Bucky’s arm slips from mine and finds its way around my waist where he tugs me into his side and squeezes my hip. Marc smirks at his actions as he finally makes eye contact with me. 

“I’m good. I see your dog finally worked up the courage...”

Bucky cuts him by clearing his throat, “You’d do well to remember that this ‘dog’ isn’t with a bite.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“Have the evening you deserve,” I tell him before I drag Bucky away and towards whatever shit bar they have. 

The dog on my arm has other plans and pulls me off to the side where there’s just a tree with even more cheesecloth swinging in the wind. He glances around to make sure no one is around before letting his hardened demeanor fall away and to reveal the adorable face he makes when he’s stressed. It’s not healthy to think that someone in a vulnerable state is ‘adorable’ but I can’t help it when his brows furrows together, his jaw tenses, and he looks at me with all the concern in the world. 

“Doll I need you to be honest with me right now; how many more people like that am I going to run into at this thing?” 

That concern has morphed into something darker and it has me straightening my back, squaring my shoulders, and my thighs clenching. 

“Well I didn’t know that he…” I trail off as Bucky draws closer. His blue eyes are piercing into the fabric of my soul the closer he gets to me and I find myself backing up to get away. Rough bark scratches at my back and my hair gets tangled into it as I crane my head up to look at the mob boss. 

“I’m going to have to stop you there. Who else could be here?” 

Chest heaving and breathing short, I shake my head at him. “I don’t know. I didn't see anyone else.”

A hand finds its way to my jaw and the other plants itself against the tree next to my head. He tilts my chin up and ghosts his lips over mine while calling me a good girl. My eyes flutter shut at the name and his low voice. 

“Tell me your rules again.” He pulls away from me and watches me with hooded eyes as I glare at him. 

“No kissing, minimal touching, and no violence,” I spit out at him. 

“I think,” he starts, letting his eyes flicker to my parted lips as his thumb rubs under them, “we should revise them a bit.”

“What do you propose they be then?”

“No violence is changed to only when necessary,” his thumb presses into my bottom lip. “Minimal touching becomes whatever I see fit,” it pulls my lip down slightly. “And no kissing goes away altogether,” it slips into my mouth and I greedily wrap my lips around it, sucking at it while he lets out a shuddered breath. 

I let it go with a pop and a thin line of spit breaks after his thumb comes to rest on my chin. 

“What do you say, doll?”

Pushing away from the tree, I grip the lapels of his jacket and pull him flush against my chest. I push up onto my toes and flick his earlobe with my tongue before whispering, “this is all fake. You don’t get to change the rules because you don’t like them. They stay exactly as they are.”

The look of determination set on his face is immensely satisfying especially. I’ve seen how his past girls have completely submitted to him, allowing him to control every aspect of their relationship because that’s how he likes it. Bucky is a man that needs to feel powerful and stable at all times and that extends to even the smallest things. Many of our nights out have been ruined for some reason or another. Most of the time I don’t even know why, just that I’m being shuffled out the back door with a circle of heavily armed men around me while Bucky deals with the mistake. 

“I know you’re not a gambler, my sweet y/n but I’d like to make a bet with you.”

I quirk a brow, “what kind of bet?”

“If you haven’t broken your rules by the end of the night, I’ll take you to Greece. If you break or even bend them, you have to go on a date with me.”

My hands stop brushing down his lapels and I stare blankly at him. “Greece and Italy. For three weeks.”

“Whatever you want, doll but,” he warns me with a finger raised between us and points it at me, “you can’t break your rules even a little bit.” 

I snap at him, pretending to bite his finger and he yanks it back with a smile. “You have a bet but keep your finger to yourself.” 

Bucky nods with a smile still wide on his stunning face. He backs up, giving me space to make myself presentable again before taking us back to the reception. It’s already turned into an event of debauchery and sin with guests taking shots, hitting pens, and forming a grinding circle on the dance floor. 

Maisie finds me within moments and screams as she races over to me. 

“Y/n babe! Oh my god! You’re here!” She shrieks and pulls me into a bone crushing hug. She has two shots in her hand and they nearly spill on my back but somehow the drink girl prevents that from happening. 

Bucky chuckles before leaving us to go find drinks. Maisie shoots him a dirty glare before it turns into a drink smile and she’s vibrating with glee. 

I arch a brow at her, “what was that for?”

She blinks at me. “What was what?”

“That look you gave him.”

“Ohhhhh,” she sighs and shoves a shot into my hand, “that. You know I don’t like him and now you guys are dating and ugh. He’s always such an ass and controlling and moody and I don’t understand what you see in him. He’s a dick and I just..”

“Okay okay, I get it. You don’t like him,” I roll my eyes at her, “but you said the same thing about Marc and he’s here.”

“No, there's a difference. Jake and him are friends. Also are you really arguing with me at my wedding? That’s really fucking rude,” Maisie tries to sound stern but giggles slip out between her words and her smile breaks her expression. “Come on! Come have fun with me. I wanna dance and drink and have fun! Take your shot, you pussy!” 

I playfully growl at her before we both throw back the tequila shots. Before I can say something smart back, she has an iron grip on my wrist and is dragging me to the dance floor. The music pounds so loud that I feel it in my chest, worming its way around my body and getting me high off the adrenaline. Unable to feel the difference between my heartbeat and the bass, I allow it to overcome me as Maisie starts to bounce and sway in front of me. It’s as if the deep vibrations of the music are controlling and contorting our bodies in whatever way it sees fit. My eardrums feel like they might burst but the tequila is hitting faster than I thought it would and my only concern is dancing. 

I find myself so completely entranced with the music, the drinking, and Maisie’s chaotic dancing that I don’t notice the big hands that find my waist. They pull me backwards causing my back to hit a solid body and the smell of familiar expensive cologne washes over me. Maisie grins as her new husband does the same to her and she turns her head so they can kiss like sloppily teenagers. The hands at my waist start to guide my hips into a lazy grind against theirs. Maisie’s overwhelming perfume masks the differences in the one behind me so much that I don’t even notice that it’s not the same as the one Bucky wears. Where I should be smelling Tom Ford’s Tobacco Vanille, Blue de Chanel is in its place. 

My eyes flutter closed and my head drops back against the chest behind me. There’s a rumbling at my back from the chuckle that this man lets out. One of his hands leaves my waist and trails up until it’s resting on my neck. Cradling my jaw, he softly kisses under my ear before whispering, “you finally escaped your dog?”

I hear Maisie say my name and she draws my focus from the man behind me to her. She’s offering her hand out to me as she rubs her nose. There’s a thin white line across the top of her hand and her thumb.

“Maisie, is that coke?” I hiss at her and try to pull away from my dance partner. He doesn’t let me and I whip around to see that it’s Marc. The cologne makes sense now and I rip his hands off of me, “Jesus Christ get away from me!”

“Oh my god, calm down. You’re so dramatic sometimes,” Maisie whines before snorting the line she’d offered me. 

Marc’s heated stare starts to get under my skin and a shutter races through me before I can stop it. My eyes frantically scan the crowd, searching for the oceanic ones that I see in my dreams every night. 

They find me in moments. 

A mix of emotions floods me as we lock eyes; first a wave of relief quickly followed by fear. Even from this distance I can see the tension in his shoulders, the muscle feathering in his jaw, the scowl set on his face, and the dead look in his eyes that he only gets when murder is on his mind. 

Marc yanks me back into him and the countless memories of arguments and bitter looks rush back to me. When we dated he knew exactly how to piss me off, how to push every button I had and get under my skin. He would challenge me any chance he got, making me feel small and insignificant. He would say the cruelest things to invade my mind and destroy my self esteem. 

“Stop fucking around, Marc.” Bucky sighs with a deep set scowl as he comes to stand before us. “Let go of her and I’ll think about letting you keep your hands.”

Marc’s grip tightens around my bicep as he scoffs, “oh I’m so scared. The big bad wolf is threatening me, whatever ever am I going to do? Fuck off Barnes.”

The crowd around us is none the wiser to the chaos that is about to erupt and quite frankly I don’t even think I know what’s about to happen. Maisie’s husband pulls her away when she tries to step between the three of us and keeps her against him. Bucky dips his head and rubs at his eyes as he lets out another annoyed sigh. He mumbles ‘alright’ as her his breath before flipping back his suit jacket, reading behind himself, and producing his favored Glock 19. It’s aimed directly at the invisible red mark between Marc’s eyes and my ex immediately drops me in favor of throwing his hands up in the air. 

“Now step back,” Bucky utters as he slowly stalks towards us. I side step as best as I can to get out of the way.  Marc does as he’s told and of course Bucky needs to pour salt in the wound. “The next time I see you I won’t give you a warning.”

Neither man moves until Bucky pretends to lunge forward and Marc stumbles backwards to get away. He turns his attention to Maisie while he tucks his gun away and extends a hand out to me. 

“And you,” he starts with a sharp nod to her, “you do something like that again and I’ll wire your husband’s balls to a railroad track, do you understand me?”

“Bucky,” I whisper to him with a light pull on his hand but he doesn’t budge. 

“Do you understand me?” He repeats and Maisie nods frantically while her husband looks pale and like he might throw up. 

“Bucky,” I try again and he glances at me before squeezing my hand and leading me away. 

“Excuse me!” I try again and come to a complete halt once the wedding is behind us. My hand slips from his and so does my sense of safety. Bucky’s eyes widened for a moment at my tone before going back to their usual dead expression. 

He sets off in a near jog to the car, leaving me behind. “You fucking prick,” I curse before running to catch up with him. I grab his arm and force him to stop. “What the fuck was that back there?”

I apparently didn’t realize how close we were because when he turns around, we’re chest to chest. His nose is flared from how hard he’s breathing and his eyes are piercing as he stares down at me. 

“No one,” he whispers as he leans into me, “gets to treat you like that.”

“I know but no violence was one of my rules and you…”

He cuts me off, “Doll, I’m not the man you seem to think I am. Who I am around you, how I act around you is not the same man everyone else sees. I wash the blood off of my hands before I visit you because I don’t want my girl to be tainted by the shit I do. I change suits so that you don’t smell the stench of guns and filth that permeates my business meetings. I keep men assigned to you around the clock so that no one gets close to you without me knowing. The man I am with you, y/n, is someone that no one else gets to see and that's the way I want to be. I don’t you to know the Bucky that my men know and that’s why I let you drag me here as your fake boyfriend and agree to your silly fucking rules. I respected the fact that you didn’t want to change them and I was fully prepared to bite my tongue but then Marc put his hands on you. That was unacceptable and I should’ve shot him right then and there but I didn’t because you would’ve never forgiven me. I can live without a lot but you aren’t someone I’m willing to give up.”

My eyes flicker to his lips, betraying my need to maintain control over my emotions and the situation. My hands drift up his arm and stop on his chest. His heart thumps steadily against my hand despite his confession and the night in general. 

“I’m not willing to give you up either,” I cooed and pulled him down into a passionate kiss before he could stop me. He grunts in surprise before kissing me back with equal fire and cradling my face in his hands. 

He pulls back and rests his forehead against mine, “You owe me a date.”

“Fuck off,” I mumble back and dive back into a searing kiss. His hands find my waist and pin me against him, causing his hard bulge to press into my abdomen. I can feel myself start to grow wet as he head dips down to press kisses along the curve of my neck. I inhale sharply, craning my neck further to the side to allow him more access. His lips latch onto my pulse point as my fingers lace into his hair, tugging at the short styled strands. 

A particularly sharp tug causes him to groan against my skin and he pulls away to meet my lustful gaze.

“Backseat now,” he orders while taking a step back. It doesn't register what he means at first but another step away and reality sets in. I take my heels off, keeping our eyes locked as I slip off my birthday present from him last year. 

“Doll,” he says slowly, “I said…”

“I heard what you said,” I throw over my shoulder as I strut past him and towards his car. 

The second I open the car door his hands are gripping my waist to hoist me inside as he climbs in behind me. Bucky moves me to sit on his lap and he silences any chance of me arguing with a hungry kiss. His hands burn as they knead and grope at the silk of my dress, desperately searching for a handful of me as he licks at my lips to let his tongue in. His lips are soft, a beautiful surprise as his calloused hands as they slide against my own, no doubt smearing my lipstick all over. 

Finally fed up with the silky fabric of my dress, his hands find their way under where he grabs a handful of my ass. The feeling of his warm hand against the slivers of skin that peak through my lace underwear causes us both to moan. The sound has me unbuttoning his jacket and shoving it off his shoulders before moving to his shirt. One of his hands stays on my ass, beginning to knead it as the other attempts to find the zipper at my back. 

“Shit Doll,” he moans out as my cold hands get his shirt undone and explore the expanse of his chest. He bucks up into me and I break the kiss to dive my head down to his neck to place open-mouthed kisses there. Breathless moans and sighs fall from his lips as our hips move in sync. 

The strong hand that is on my ass has migrated from groping the supple fat to playing with the waistband on my panties. He lifts his hips to sit lower in the seat and spreads his legs, prying mine apart in the process. Those thick digits slip down until they find the wet heat he’s caused. His palm cups me entirely and I whimper against his neck at the feeling. 

“Fuck, don’t tell me you’re this wet because i threatened that cunt?” 

All I can do is gasp when he pushes aside my panties and runs his middle finger through my folds. It slips between my folds and I curse his name. My back arches in as he runs another finger through them and spreads the wetness around my clit. 

“Yes, oh my god, yes,” I pant out. If it wasn’t for his fingers pushing into me, I would’ve been horrified at the desperate desire that’s ripping wanton moans from my swollen lips. 

The feeling of his thick fingers scissoring as his thumb finds my clit causes me to moan into his mouth. The familiar tightening in my stomach is building until it crashes over me while gasps and quiet chants of his name mark the beginning of the end. I clench around his fingers as my eyes flutter shut and I allow myself to fall into the blinding white light that’s consuming me. He removes his hands from my core to grip my hips again. 

I lean in for a deep kiss as my hips start to rock against his clothed cock, grinding my sensitive clit over him with a gasp. One of my hands finds his belt and quickly unbuckles it before diving in his pants to find his cock.  Bucky lets out a shuddering sigh at the feeling of my hand gripping him and giving him a few tugs, spreading his precum around the tip.

“Careful Doll,” he warns against my lips as I rub his tip against my clit, “You don’t want to tease me.”

“And what are you going to do if I decide…” he interrupts by maneuvering me by the waist and slamming me down onto his cock. My hands fly to his chest to steady myself from the sudden movement and we both let out sinful moans. He moves us at a fast and bruising pace, hitting every spot I didn’t know existed. Nothing compares to the way he feels, not my own fingers, a toy, or any past lover. I can’t help the way that I frantically grind down against him. I can feel the car begin to shake from the force of our bodies searching for our mutual releases. My legs feel like they are on fire from keeping myself upright over Bucky but it doesn’t matter. His strong grip does the work for me. 

The smell of pure sex is thick in the air while mixing with the filthy wet sounds of hips meeting each other and two people finding endless pleasure in each other. My orgasm is fast approaching once again and so is his when he starts let out broken moans and curses. “F-fuck…” he groans, “I can feel it, doll. Come for me. Let go with me.” 

"Yes please," I pant back. "Don't stop, please."

He squeezes his eyes tight as he thrusts up a few more harsh times before he becomes sloppy and moves a hand to rub at my swollen clit. The sudden touch sends a jolt through me and I cry out over and over again as my orgasm washes over me. Bucky pants out my name as he too releases and wraps his arms around me, pulling me against his chest. As we both start to come down from our highs, he places light kisses against my forehead and hair. 

Soft and quiet praises are muttered into my skin, “Did so good for me, doll. So proud of you. Absolutely perfect.”

Maybe dragging him to this wedding was a good idea.

[lucidlivi]

Fuck A Friendship

Warnings: Strong Language, Mature Theme (rough sex), Mentions of Alcohol

Requested: @suckitands33

Anything Jensen/Dean Tags: @jc-winchester @mrsjenniferwinchester

this will switch point of views, it will be indicated with italics

Reader

“what the fuck is wrong with you Dean? I had that!” I seethed.

Once again Dean had got in the way.

“yeah okay, you’re lucky I was there to save your ass…again!” He huffed throwing his bag down.

“hate to break it to you Dean but acting like a dick won’t make yours any bigger.”

I could see his eyes cloud over in rage.

“at least I’m not acting like an ungrateful bitch.” He jabbed.

“a bitch wow really? well then in that case I guess that means you’re not the only dog in the room.” I said rolling my eyes.

“maybe with all that eye rolling you’ll actually find a brain in that pretty little head of yours.” He smirked his words laced with anger.

“awe Dean I think you’re pretty too… pretty damn annoying.”

It was no secret Dean and I butted heads. I was sick of him treating me like a child. It was bad enough he treated Sam that way but now he was constantly looming over me too. I walked in to the study but of course he followed me. He always had to get the last word in any argument.

“how about we just skip right to the makeup sex.” Dean sneered.

“I’d rather set myself on fire.”

“oh please I know you think about me naked.” Dean said.

“why can’t you just drop things Dean?” I asked pulling a book out to research some lore.

I always calmed down faster when my mind was distracted.

“you didn’t deny it.” He smirked.

“please Dean feed your own ego, I’m busy”

“Oh come on just admit it, you want to have sex with me.”

“please, if anyone is having wet dreams it’s you about me.” I huffed flipping a page.

Dean smirked before ripping his shirt off.

“so then this doesn’t bother you at all?” He asked looking at me.

I huffed closing the book. I turned to Dean, he had a shit eating grin on his face that made me want to punch him.

I couldn’t deny though, his toned chest was gorgeous, especially the way it glistened with sweat after our rough hunt. My eyes traveled down to his abs, god they looked good too and… wait what am I saying?

“nope doesn’t bother me at all.” I said maybe a little too quickly.

“really cause it took you a minute.”

I quickly pulled my shirt over my head leaving me in just my bra. Dean looked shocked by my action.

“so this doesn’t bother you at all then?” I smirked.

I watched Dean’s pupils dilate as his eyes raked over my chest. He cleared his throat, forcing his eyes to meet mine again.

“nope doesn’t bother me at all.” He spoke.

“so it wouldn’t bother you if I did this?”

I quickly grabbed the waistband of my pants sliding them down my legs painfully slow. Dean watched me with a lustful stare. I could see his jeans getting tighter around the crotch area. I didn’t know what had gotten in to me. I just wanted Dean to see I wasn’t this helpless child he had to look after.

Dean looked at me before taking his own pants down. We were now both stood in the study in just our under garments. There was a pause of silence as our eyes devoured each others body.

Dean crossed the room in two quick strides, crashing his lips to mine. I immediately kissed him back my hands going to his toned chest starting to explore. His hands made their way to my ass, picking me up and forcing me to wrap my legs around him.

He backed us up so my back was pressed up against the bookshelf. His lips left mine and traveled to my neck and down my collarbone. I could feel him throbbing against my leg. In one swift action Dean unclasped my bra letting it fall to the floor.

“Fuck.” He whispered mouth traveling further down to my uncovered breasts.

I let out a moan as Dean took one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking gently. My hands ran across his broad shoulders and down his muscular arms.

“you want this?” Dean growled, his hands squeezing my ass.

Of course I thought about having sex with Dean. He was undeniably gorgeous, even after a hunt.

“Please Dean.”

His hands left my ass, pulling his boxers down. I gasped as his full length sprung out. I had seen Dean in his boxers once before but now he looked much bigger. Without warning he pulled my panties to the side slamming himself in to me. I choked back a loud moan as I stretched around him.

He started to thrust, pressing my back harder against the bookshelf. He brought his lips back to mine taking my bottom lip between his teeth. I whimpered as he bit down lightly, his thrusts getting more rough as he went.

“Fuck Dean.” I moaned.

I gripped the bookshelf trying to steady myself.

Dean growls thrusting harder. It was rough but tender at the same time.

“maybe next time you’ll listen to me.” He groans, thrusts becoming sloppy.

“not likely.” I pant.

Dean groaned as his legs started to shake. He was close, as was I.

“Dean I’m gonna.” I started but he cut me off.

“Fuck, let go for me sweetheart.” He groaned.

I came undone, his words mixed with the pleasure being too much to bare. As I clenched around him, it brought his release too. I could feel the bruising already forming as my back was slammed against the bookshelf repeatedly. Once we rode out our high, Dean gently placed me on my feet again.

I took me a second to get my footing, my legs feeling stiff.

“you’re fucking stubborn, you know that? He growled, cleaning himself off.

“and you’re an overprotective asshole so it kind of evens out.” I smirked.

I quickly grabbed my clothes throwing my shirt back on and pulling on my pants.

“I’m going to clean up .” I said walking out of the room.

“wait..” Dean said making me pause.

“this..” he pointed between me and him “we shouldn’t tell Sam.”

“there’s nothing to tell Dean, we fucked, that’s it.” I said walking out of the study.

Dean

I watched her walk away, quickly throwing on my clothes. I’ve had sex with a lot of women, but something about it this time felt different. I shook it off, hearing the door opening signifying Sam had made his way back to the bunker.

“why do you look all sweaty?” He asked giving me an awkward look.

“I uh was, I mean it was uh a rough hunt.”

What the fuck? Why was I fumbling over my words? I never do that?

“wow what happened to the bookshelf? Sam asked pushing past me.

The books from where I had her pushed up against the shelf were in complete disarray, falling out on to the floor.

“I was looking for something.” Her voice spoke up from the doorway.

“I’ll fix them.” She added walking over and picking a book off the floor.

“I’ll help.” I offered leaning down next to her.

I studied her face as she focused on putting some loose leaf pages back in a book.

Did she always have light freckles over her nose? Were her eyes always that color?

“Why are you staring at me?” She whisper yelled so Sam couldn’t hear.

I cleared my throat tearing my eyes away from her.

“I’m not.” I defended even though I totally was.

I picked up another book putting it in its place. I gulped as I stared at the bookshelf.

The sounds of her heavenly moans filled my head. I could still see her naked body pressed up against it. I could feel myself getting harder just thinking about it. I quickly walked out of the study not wanting to get caught by Sam.

What the hell was wrong with me?

“Dean where are you going, I have more information about a case?” Sam asked annoyed.

“Uh I’m starving I’m getting us some dinner and then I’ll be back.” I said hurrying away from her.

I stopped by my room, trying to control my breathing. I ran in to my bathroom, splashing some cold water on my face.

“get it together Dean.” I said to my image in the mirror.

Normally when I had sex with a girl, it was forgotten after I came. Why couldn’t I stop thinking about it now? I decided I needed to go for a drive, get some food and then maybe I’d be able to face her again.

Reader

“what’s his problem?” Sam asked as we watched Dean hurry out of the room.

I bit my lip shrugging my shoulders.

“did something happen on the hunt?” He asked scratching his head.

something definitely happened, but it wasn’t on the hunt.

“nope, hunt went perfect.” I lied as I finished arranging the books back to their original positions.

“I’m confused Dean said it was rough?”

Fuck.

“oh yeah, just a little, but nothing we couldn’t handle.”

It was amazing how easily I could lie to Sam.

“well are you okay?” Sam asked placing a hand on my back.

I flinched at the contact, my back sore from being slammed against the bookshelf by Dean. I bit my lip as the memory replayed in my head. I never realized how strong Dean truly was.

“I’m great.” I said giving him a thumbs up.

He looked like he didn’t believe me but thankfully he didn’t push any farther. I sat in the study looking over a book. My eyes were reading the words but my mind was too preoccupied.

Why did Dean leave so quickly? Why did I care?

It was around an hour later before Dean came strolling back in, food for all of us in his hand. He swallowed hard as he came closer to me handing me some food. He turned away from me quickly, taking the farthest seat away from me.

Sam started to tell us the information but I wasn’t really listening. My eyes traveled to Dean. His hands gripped the arms of the chair he sat on.

God have his hands always looked that nice? I imagined them wrapping around my throat making me bite back a moan.

Why am I thinking of Dean in this way?

I felt my cheeks flush as I tried to focus on what Sam was saying. I glanced at Dean as he spoke, I noticed the way his adams apple bobbed up and down with his deep voice. I could feel the heat pool between my legs. I needed to get away from Dean, I needed a drink.

“Is that all?” I asked, noticing both men had stopped talking.

“uh yeah I’m finished if that’s what you mean.” Sam said slightly offended by my outburst.

“Sorry Sammy rough day, I’m going to the bar for a drink.” I said standing up.

“I’ll go with you.” Dean spoke.

“NO” I spoke too quickly.

“I mean uh maybe I’m trying to meet someone.” I said mentally facepalming.

Why did I say that?

I could see Dean’s eyebrows lower as he stared me down. I quickly walked out of the room, throwing on my leather jacket. I couldn’t control my thoughts around Dean, I had to get away from him. I walked to the local bar having a seat and ordering a straight shot.

Why was Dean suddenly controlling my thoughts?

“excuse me, this seat taken?”

I turned around to see a handsome stranger staring down at me. He wasn’t Dean but, maybe a distraction would be nice.

“it is now.” I said pulling it out for him.

Dean

“I mean uh, maybe I’m trying to meet someone.” she spoke.

Meet someone?

I couldn’t help but feel the anger boiling up to the surface. It wasn’t even twenty four hours ago that she was wrapped around me and now she wants to meet someone?

Wait why did I even care if she met someone else. She said it herself, we fucked and that’s it.

“okay what the hell is up with you two?” Sam asked as she left the room.

“nothing, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I grumbled.

“you’re both being extra weird today, leaving in a haste, she’s flinching when I put my hand on her back..” he says but I cut him off.

“she flinched?” I asked in concern.

I knew I went rough, but I didn’t think I’d actually hurt her.

“did something happen to her?” Sam asked.

oh something definitely happened to her.

“nah, she’s tough.” I said standing up.

I don’t know why, but I needed to get to the bar. If she really was meeting someone, I had to make sure they weren’t some type of creature who was going to hurt her.

“come on Sammy, let’s go.” I said grabbing my jacket.

“where are we going?”

“to the bar.” I simply said.

“but she didn’t want you there.” He spoke crossing his arms across his chest and looking at me suspiciously.

“we’re going for you, you need to get laid, you’re way too uptight.” I said slapping a hand on his shoulder.

He shrugged following me to baby. It was a quick drive to the bar. Once inside my eyes scanned the room for her. She sat at the far end of the bar, a man sitting beside her. I glared at him as she laughed at whatever bullshit joke he was telling. I could feel my blood boil as he placed a hand on her knee traveling up to her thigh.

“yeah we’re definitely here for me.” Sam joked.

I flicked my eyes to his but instead he was looking down at my hands. I didn’t notice but they were clenched into fists as I watched her flirt with him.

What am I feeling?

“it’s called jealousy.” Sam spoke beside me.

How did he read my mind?

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I scowled ordering a beer.

I tried my best but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her at the end of the bar. I noticed she removed his hand from her leg instead holding it with her own. He leaned down whispering something in to her ear making her laugh again.

“what do you think he’s saying?” I asked looking over to where I thought Sam sat.

Sam was instead sat a few feet away from me, a cute brunette all over him.

“I’ll be damned Sammy.” I laughed watching her kiss over his neck.

I looked down at my beer chugging the rest of it down. I felt a hand slide across my shoulders, I flinched looking up to see a blonde in barely any clothing.

“what’s a handsome guy like you doing all by himself?” she asked, her fingers grazing my neck.

I pulled away gently.

“I guess I was waiting for someone like you.” I flirted.

This was the type of girl I usually picked up at the bar. She was more than willing to throw herself at me. She put her hands around my shoulders, wasting no time in kissing my jaw line.

I glanced back over to the end of the bar but I didn’t see her anymore. My eyes furiously looked around the room, finally catching a glimpse of (y/n) leading him out of the door by his hand. I quickly stood up causing the blonde to fall on the floor.

“what the hell is your problem.” she whined fixing her skirt.

“sorry I gotta go.” I said rushing out the door.

I didn’t want her to go home with him. She couldn’t.

I ran outside whipping my head around to see where she went. My heart sunk as she was nowhere in sight.

Fuck I was too late. She was gone.

“Fuck.” I growled running a hand through my hair.

“are you looking for me?”

Reader

I laughed at another joke he told. It wasn’t actually that funny but I didn’t want to bruise his ego. Too quickly his hand was placed on my knee traveling up to my thigh. I glanced up, my eyes catching sight of Sam first due to his height. Dean stood right beside him glaring in my direction.

you’ve got to be kidding me.

“did you hear me?”

James asked, or was his name Jake, I couldn’t remember now.

“sorry no I missed that.” I admitted.

James/Jake started to tell his story again but my eyes were on Dean who now took a seat at the bar. James/Jake’s hand was still rubbing my thigh making me slightly uncomfortable now. I grabbed it off, holding it in my own hand.

“so yeah I’m kind of a big deal now.” He whispered in my ear.

I laughed at him again. I didn’t know if it was an appropriate reaction to what he said but it usually worked for these types of situations. I glanced up at the other side of the bar, seeing a brunette ferociously attacking Sam’s neck with her lips. I laughed to myself. I noticed a blonde with minimal clothing making her way over to Dean. I felt the jealousy creeping up as she ran a hand across his shoulders.

“you’re not in to this are you?”

I flicked my eyes back to James/Jake. He was staring at me with a slight smile.

“i’m sorry Jake.” I said guessing on his name.

“it’s uh James.” He laughed.

“fuck right, sorry again.” I muttered.

“it’s that guy isn’t it?” James asked nodding his head towards Dean.

I didn’t know what it was about Dean though. It’s as if I was starting to see him in a whole new light.

“something about him yeah.” I replied biting my lip.

“I should go then, and you should talk to him.” James said offering me a smile.

I glanced back over seeing Dean giving his attention to the blonde girl all over him.

“I’ll walk you out.” I offered.

James smiled gratefully and walked with me out of the bar.

“uh I’m really sorry again.” I said dropping his hand finally.

“it’s okay, really. I hope you can sort out whatever it is.” he said offering me a small wave before getting in his car and driving off.

I sighed moving to lean against the side of the building. I sighed running a hand through my hair.

Why was I feeling this way?

Suddenly the door flew open, Dean came running out. He was furiously looking around, his eyes widening as he looked around the parking lot.

Was he looking for me?

“Fuck.” He growled running a hand through his hair.

“are you looking for me?” I hesitantly asked coming off the wall.

relief flooded Dean’s features as he spotted me.

“you didn’t go home with him?” he asked unsure if he was actually seeing me now.

“he’s not really my type, plus I don’t have sex twice with two different people in the same day.” I joked taking a step towards Dean.

“oh yeah, what about twice with the same person? Dean asked.

I could feel my cheeks heat up as he stood in front of me, cupping my cheek with his hand. He looked down at my lips before meeting my eyes again.

“It depends on the person.” I smirked.

“Me?”

“I think I could make an exception for you.”

At my consent Dean attached his lips to mine. I didn’t realize just how much I missed this sensation. Dean picked me up bridal style not breaking the kiss. He walked over to his car, depositing me in the back seat before climbing on top of me.

I reconnected our lips, tugging at his shirt. He pulled it over his head, dipping down to kiss my neck.

“Dean, wait.” I said pushing him off.

I could see the hurt flash in his eyes.

“I don’t know if I can do this.” I said biting my lip.

He gave me a confused look.

“I don’t know if I can have sex with you and still maintain a friendship afterwards.” I explained biting my lip.

“fuck a friendship.” Dean said.

It was my turn to give him a confused glance.

“I don’t want a friendship, I want so much more than that, I want to be the one you laugh at, I want to be the only guy who gets to touch you. I want so much more.” He confesses.

I felt my heart burst at his words. As a hunter, love and relationships weren’t a luxury we were afforded.

“if I’m being honest, it scares me to death and I tried to stop it, I tried my best, but I can’t stop thinking about you.” Dean added looking in my eyes.

He was saying everything I was thinking.

“fuck a friendship.” I said pulling him down for a kiss.

love and relationships were a luxury, but so was Dean, and this was one luxury I’d let myself afford.

Author Note:

Ooh I hope you liked it! I appreciate the request! Sorry it took me so long I wanted to make it perfect for you! If you have some crazy ideas send them my way! xoxo

[bellewintersroe]

Max Verstappen x HornerDaughter! Smut Part 12 here’s the LINK for part 11- tw - smut, dirty talk, dirty, dirty sex okay, mentions of it being rough, Max and OC are kinky. Minors DOI *18+*

Leni and Max decide one night that waiting isn’t an option. Facing the consequences in the morning doesn’t sound like such a bad thing, right? The tension boils over and just how much they’ve needed one another shows.

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“Well… we don't have to wait just for tonight…”

“What does that mean, Leni?” He turned to face me properly now. The covers were completely off my legs and I was fully exposed. “As in… you know.” I awkwardly spoke, hoping he’d take the hint. Max’s brow raised as he groaned falling back.

“You are going to kill me.”

“No I won’t.” I smiled, eyes meeting his again. “You will.” He nodded, back against the headboard. “Are you sure you want to though, like? I thought you weren’t ready for anything.” All this talk was killing the mood, I wanted to bounce on top of him like there was no tomorrow. He was making that kinda difficult.

“What’s one night gonna do?” I looked at him through my lashes. Max opened his mouth to say something but it fell flat. His hand then shifted down to the back of my thigh, pulling me closer in a swift move and holding under my chin with his hand. His hand engulfed my jaw and part of my neck, fuck, he knew exactly what he was doing. “It’s not just gonna be one night.” He hushed before quickly pressing his lips upon mine. Once they touched, that was it, my arms wrapped over his shoulders and I found myself kneeling in front of him, his hand on my neck, the other on the waist band of my underwear.

Our lips moved, hungry for more, everywhere he touched burned my skin, pulling me closer, tighter, harder. Max’s hand planted on my ass, pulling me onto his lap where our crotches met. I didn’t care how fast this was moving, I needed him, I’d needed him for so long. My pussy began to ache in a dull matter, and when I met his hardened member it only worsened the animalistic desire that grew inside of me. The press of my clothed pussy against him had Max letting out closed mouth moan against my lips. Fuck, I couldn’t help but repeat one back, his tongue grazing against mine.

The kiss was messy, hot, desperate, I began grinding my hips against him, rolling them in a hungry manner, my clit catching against the swell of his cock- but it wasn’t enough. Max and I broke the kiss, he watched back to me, open mouthed and aiding the roll of my hips with a push of his hand. His thumb dug harsher and harsher into my hip bone as we basically dry humped one another.

“Fuck.” Max grunted out, flipping me fully onto my back and landing on top of me, lips pressing to the warm skin where he’d lifted my top further up. The feeling of his kisses tickling over my skin had me breathing heavily, desperately. God, it had been so long since anybody touched me like this, now Max was suddenly kissing down my midrif, preparing to eat me out? Holy fuck.

I felt myself go dizzy when he ripped off my underwear, he didn’t have anytime to waste, apart from the kissing and biting of my thighs. This time I actually let out a moan, hands gripping the bedsheets as he looked back up to me before licking over my pussy that ached for more. Holy shit, he was so good at that- his tongue worked like magic against my pussy, sucking and licking over my sensitive clit, teasing my hole and devouring me like a starving man.

My hips were rolling, my legs were twitching and I desperately clutched at his hair. “Max.” I choked out his name, covering my mouth. He reached up, entwining his hands with my own. “It’s okay.” He hushed. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” I panted out. “The rooms soundproof.” He commented before delving back in. His mouth was warm and wet against my core, it felt heavenly. If he kept going I would probably cum within minutes. “Oh, fuck.” I moaned, eyes rolling back. I maybe tugged a little too harsh on his hair, especially when he sucked over my clit. Max let out a groan and squeezed my thigh in response.

“Please fuck me.” I hushed, not sure if he heard. He was lapping up my pussy so good that he seemed too focused to hear anything else. “Please, please, I want you to fuck me.” I whined out this time. Max looked back up to me, lifting off slowly.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” My chest was heaving and falling. He wiped the back of his mouth and squeezed at his erection in his Calvin Kleins. He looked so big, so hard. I felt empty, I needed to feel the stretch of him, so badly. His face was flushed and hair was all tossed around from where I’d been tugging at it. His eyes were sex hungry and his pupils had dilated giving him a devilish look. “I don’t have any condoms.” He muttered. “Im on the pill.” I nodded, seeing his face relax as he smiled a little, beginning to strip me of my shirt.

“Fuck.” Max cursed, squeezing over my breasts. “I didn’t know they were pierced.” He swallowed as I hummed, tightening my legs back together. Max pushed them apart again, falling on top of my body once again. This time, my hands pushed down to his underwear, scraping my nails gently up the smooth of his back. Max inhaled against my chest, catching my nipples against his mouth. I let out another closed mouth moan, bucking my hips to catch against his.

“So gorgeous. So, so sexy.” He borderline groaned, desperate to catch me in for another kiss. “Max.” I gasped, my fingers frantically tugging at his waist band. Not even taking them off, Max pulled himself free with a slight groan, watching his actions as I felt the press of the head of his cock against my hole.

He licked at his hand, lubricating his dick, I was wet enough but the way he slid slowly into me was orgasmic- literally. We both let out a sigh, his head coming back up to face me. “Is that ok?” “It’s good.” I smiled reassuringly. “You feel so good.” He sighed, burrowing his face into my neck and kissing me tenderly. He pushed himself all the way in with a shaky breath, and I swear I was sent to heaven and back hearing his pleasure. My hands held onto the back of his shoulders, spreading my legs a little wider. Max moaned, pulling his hips back and grinding them back as he fucked into me. “Are you good?” He checked.

“Yeah, are you.” I whispered as he offered me a gentle smile, kissing me tenderly. “Yeah.” He simply responded, our lips attaching as he began moving. My head was cloudy, clearly I wasn’t thinking straight. How could I when Max was inside me? It all felt so naughty and secretive, like we shouldn’t have been doing it. “Is the room actually sound proof?” I checked, “what?” He breathlessly questioned. “Oh yeah. Yeah it is.” He nodded, propping his hands at either side of me.

I let out a sigh of relief and pleasure, lifting myself up with him to catch another kiss. “Fuck me harder, please I want it, Max.” I dirty talked. He groaned in response, snapping his hips into mine, coming to kneel up as he held my thighs and hips, occasionally running his hands back over my tits. Max was a fucking demon on the track, and I could confirm he was the exact same in bed. He’d fucked me like the world was ending, our skin slapping against one another, his hands gripped at me almost painfully, sending me to pure bliss on the mattress below.

“Max!” I cried out, gasping as I gripped at his hands. He let out a grunt, falling forwards and panting from working so hard. He looked so fucking good. “You’re so fucking tight, oh my god. Feels so fucking good.” He cursed and my stomach fluttered yet again. All I could do was moan at his words, clutching at his hand as he pulled himself out gently. His cock was replaced with his hand, “I don’t wanna cum too soon.” The roughness of his actions was softened with a loving kiss to the inside of my knee, my chest was heaving and falling and he placed a hand on there, soothing me, before running it down, over my breasts, my stomach and back down to my pussy that was dripping wet. His two fingers slid inside of me, and immediately my head fell back again. “Jesus, Max.” I half laughed amazed by his pure stamina. He glanced up to me making sure I was okay before speeding up his movements. Max reached angles that nobody else could, his fingers constantly hit the sensitive part inside of me and soon I was covering my mouth, preventing loud cries of pure ecstasy escape my mouth.

“No, I wanna hear you, Leni.” He tugged my hand down, pinning it besides me as he watched my face contort as he threw me over the edge, the sound of his movements mixed with my wetness filling the room. “Fuck, Max!” I choked out, feeling myself squirt all over his hand and my thighs. He milked me through it, smirking like he’d just won a race.

“Didn’t know you could do that.” He commented once I’d come down from the overwhelming sensation. “Well you wouldn’t would you.” I panted, pushing myself up on my sore knees, a little wobbly at first. Max looked back up to me with gentle eyes and the most softest smile I’d ever seen. It felt like I fell in love- fuck no. I couldn’t think like that. I kissed him tenderly, his lips gentle against mine as I inwardly sighed against his lips, climbing on top of him so my pussy was pressed against his cock. Max was big, he took care of himself (I could tell) and when I took him in my hands I felt the way he tensed. He breathed out, watching me jerk him off as I rolled my hips teasingly. I couldn’t believe me and Max were doing this. The realisation hit me and it dawned on me how actually crazy this was.

“What’re we doing, Max?” I giggled, hand still wrapped around his cock. “Just…” he shrugged with a slight laugh. He pulled me in for another kiss and I slipped his tip back inside me again. Our foreheads rested against one another and his hands came to slip over my back and ass, feeling the bounce of my flesh as I moved on top of him.

“Feels so good.” I cried out gently, dropping my head against his cheek. Max turned, kissing my temple as he entwined his fingers in my hair. “Keep bouncing.” He hushed as I pushed myself up, following his instructions. I rode Max like there was no tomorrow, arching my back as I began to grind against him, my tits were bouncing, I was breathless, it was so hot.

“Max.” I squeaked out, feeling him pull my hand onto my clit, before removing it. It’s like he wanted me to put on a performance, so of course I was going to give him that. “Max!” I cried out again, head dropping back slightly, hair draping down my back as I bounced harder. My legs were burning, but I didn’t care, I was going to cum and it’s all I wanted.

“Say it again.” His voice was husky, strained as he let out an actual moan. “Max.” I repeated, breath hitching as his cock hit the sensitive part inside of me. Quickly, he began moving in response, fucking his cock harder, deeper inside of me. I couldn’t speak, he threw me over the edge so quickly, my whole body tensing as my orgasm washed over me.

“I’m cumming! Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I yelled out, with one last snap of Max’s hips I was pushed through my orgasm, the coil snapping and my whole body was thrown into complete ecstasy. “Fuck, Max.” I groaned, collapsing onto his chest. His hand moved to hold the back of me, keeping me close and borderline soothing me through my climax. It was the most intimate I’d ever felt, he was playing with my hair, kissing my cheek, fuck, yes we were close enough to have sex, but this felt so…. comfortable. “You okay?” He suddenly spoke once my breathing had calmed, I lifted myself up, sitting back up on him again. “Yeah, sorry. I’m out of breath.” I admitted as Max smiled, rolling me onto my back. The last thing I expected was for him to eat me out again, but fuck, I was practically riding his face like I hadn’t just cum.

“Fuck, you’re so good at that.” I sighed out, my hips rolling against his mouth. He hummed, sending vibrations against my sensitive clit and I jumped from overstimulation. I don’t know how, or why it happened so quickly, but I found myself reaching a 2nd orgasm from his mouth alone.

“Oh my god, Max. I’ve never done that before.” I panted, rolling onto my front, my head slumped against the mattress. “Are you okay?” He asked as I smiled up to him, pushing myself up on all fours. “I want more.” I shyly admitted.

“More?!” He smiled, running a hand over my ass. “Mmmh.” “I’m not gonna say no to that.” He responded as I giggled, feeling him slide slowly into me. He hit just at the right angle, but I was over sensitive and jumped slightly, moaning. “Sorry.” He hushed.

Max moved so gently, fucking me until I grew used to the sensation of his cock inside me again. I arched my back, hearing him groan even louder. “Harder, Max.” I hushed as he squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, speeding up his actions, fingers gripping into my ass harder and harder. His thrusts became overwhelmingly fast, he was practically jack hammering into me, groaning and grunting as I snatched at the pillow, pornographic moans escaping my lips.

“Fuck me, Max. Oh my god, fuck me!” I moaned out. “Leni-” he groaned, hand slightly slapping down onto the flesh of my ass. “Do it again.” I moaned through my teeth. He brought his hand down to spank me twice more and my moans only grew. Max snatched my hips into his again, doubling over and falling ontop of me with an exhausted groan. “I’m gonna cum, fuck.” “Cum inside me, Max, please!” I begged. “I’ll cum inside you, fuck, I’m cumming!” The sounds that escaped his mouth as he orgasmed made me dizzy, Max’s hands tightened over my skin, falling on top of me as he groaned with each wave of his orgasm as he spilled his seed deep inside my pussy.

“Fuck.” He pushed me down gently, falling on top of me with a kiss to my spine. His hand found mine, breathing easing out as he rested behind me, kissing my shoulder tenderly. “Fuck, Leni.”

“That was so good.”

“We should make this a more common occurrence…”

[justporo]

HELLOO!!! I have been obsessing over Astarion soooooo much, so I dashed over here the moment I saw you XD

Could I maybe request something with softer morning sex for Astarion? I’d imagine that sex in a romantic/soft light would be basically unknown to Astarion, so I’d loveee to see how he’d end up acting in something meant to feel intimate and connecting above all else.

No need to preform, no need to plan, just something gentle.

First of all, thank you for the request - I was working something out for this for quite some time now.

So this is a little different, because it‘s from Astarion‘s POV which I was a bit afraid to write because I really have to nail his character. So I hope I did him and your request justice!

Pairing: Astarion / Fem!Tav (shamelessly based on my Tav)

Warning: Explicit Sexual Content

(Also try and imagine this in Astarion's voice? Because I think that helps 👀)

Spaces In Between

I open my eyes. Immediately, I can feel the sunlight caressingly warm my back with its gentle touch. I close my eyes again for just a moment, savouring the feeling of the light upon my body - a sensation that always makes me yearn for more and I hope that I will still have some more time to enjoy it. To have a few more of these tranquil moments since I broke my chains of enslavement and before I will become a creature of the night once more when we‘ll figure this whole mess out, finally.

But when I open my eyes again I turn around to the one thing that has already become more important to me than the feeling of sunlight on my pale skin: her.

I turn and lay on my side, thin blanket draped around my waist and other than that bare. And so is she - my beautiful Tav. She‘s sitting on the edge of the bed in which we very much enjoyed each other‘s company last night, some of it even only talking and holding each other. Because who would‘ve thought that after all the miseries in the world I’ve had to endure the most unlikely thing would happen: meeting someone who actually gave a rat‘s arse about me, more even, someone who cares for me, someone who sees more in me, someone who wants to be with me… for me. And of course me falling for that someone. We truly live in the most unlikely version of how things could have turned out - not that I‘m complaining.

I see how she stretches and softly yawns. Her arms and upper body forming a long elegant curved line outlined by fingers of light falling through the windows. Her reddish hair drops from her hands down her freckled back. I‘m torn between admiring the delectable view and grabbing her and devouring her delicious self right on the spot.

I settle for something in between.

„Not staying for a cuddle?“, I ask her with a pout and use the words she‘d used on me back then - the first night I had her. Back then when I didn‘t know yet why it had felt different to hold her. Somewhere in between then and now things had changed.

It feels forever ago and she‘s probably already forgotten about it. But when she turns her head around and smirks, I know that she hasn‘t - if it could, my dead little heart would stutter.

„I didn‘t want to rip you from your dreams just yet“, she says, her arms slowly coming down, her upper body turning to me - revealing just how pleasantly naked she is, right in front of me. Gods, she‘s a vision.

„Oh, don‘t worry, my love, I feel like I am still dreaming“, I respond with a grin and stretch out an arm - an invitation for her to join me in an embrace.

She giggles at my answer which makes her nose scrunch - yet again, my withered heart might give out.

She climbs back into bed towards me. „Also, since when do you need to steal my lines?“, she says as she shuffles towards me, her eyebrows are raised. She‘s become so much more sassy since she‘s been with me - I‘m such a good influence.

I place one hand on my bare chest and make a shocked face: „My love, when did I ever have to resort to stealing anything?“ „Yeah yeah yeah, you‘re full of shit, Astarion“, she responds without even looking at me while she lifts up the blanket covering me to scurry under it - did I mention I love her?

She tangles her legs with mine and moves to embrace me fully but I softly press her shoulder down so she lays back while I‘m on my side, leaning on one arm, so I can fully take her in.

We talk and joke and laugh. My eyes and hands keep wandering over her face and body. Her beautiful face with these open silver eyes, the scar over her nose and those tattoos bending away from her lids that make her look so fierce - even though she admitted to me she had them done in a fit of youthful rage. Her body is so soft and warm beneath my hands. She‘s become my sun.

Her warm hand is on my chest while mine explores her. Charting the curves of her collar bone, her breasts, her stomach. She‘s full of elegant curves, never-ending liquid motion.

I‘m kissing her now, softly, but it‘s still all teeth and tongues - because in between conversation and trying to imprint her body on my mind, I found, I had to show her how much I love her.

The kiss quickly loses any innocence it had, her hands start to roam my body as well why mine rubs decreasing circles on her breast until it has reached its peak. She moans softly into my mouth which I can only answer with a groan. Knowing how she feels for me, how much she wants me - me, and not just a body - almost breaks me.

My desire for her is rapidly growing, like a wildfire - all consuming.

And I want her - like I possibly never wanted anything in my life; or un-life for that matter.

„Do you-“, I start to ask but her hand immediately grabs my shoulder to pull me down more to her and she nods eagerly while pressing her lips to mine again. I happily give in to my cravings and climb onto her, supporting myself with one arm and with the other grabbing one of her roaming hands to tangle my fingers with hers and push our joint hands down next to her head.

I am in between her legs that wrap around me. Her foot slowly wanders down my calf and almost turns me insane while I smoothly enter her, making her gasp.

She breaks the kiss and her eyes widen when she feels me inside of her - the silver in her irises look molten, swirling with lust and need.

I feel her heat and her wetness and relish the thought that it‘s me that has her writhing and moaning and wanting more.

Her free hand is on my back, softly wandering over it and the lines of a life I‘m trying to forget. Trying to be just here with her.

I move my hips and start kissing her neck and her hand grabs my neck softly, starts caressing the back of my head and tangle in my curls. The soft touch almost makes my eyes roll back in my head while I trail kisses from her one ear to the other.

Then her hand curls at the back of my neck, just the right amount of painful to heighten my pleasure. She arches her neck for me in an invitation - an invitation I might not be able to resist.

I can feel her pulse quicken under my lips while I keep moving - our bodies connecting time and time again taking us both further and further up.

Her intoxicating smell surrounds me, her scent heightened by her rapid heartbeat and lust. It‘s beckoning to me like a siren song, bewitching me, urging me to give in.

But this other need is way more urgent to me. So I kiss her again, teeth only grazing her skin but not drawing any blood, my pace quickens and becomes more desperate.

I lower my body weight almost fully onto her, desperate to feel her soft curves against my body. Being fully skin to skin with her - nothing in between. And she arches her back, her body pressing into mine in an even more intense way.

I look at her face again and see soft pleading in her eyes - wanting me to gently push her over the edge and then jump head-first to join her.

And I am more than willing to be her servant in the cause. I push up again, the sudden loss of body contact making her whimper softly, and I move to let the hand that was holding hers sneak in between us to help her give her what she desires.

But to my surprise she grabs my hand and looks deeply into my eyes while she‘s positively shivering and shuddering with unfulfilled pleasures. „This is about you“, she whispers. Her face and hand nudging me to let go and fall back onto her.

And I hesitate - just a moment - not used to being the one whose needs have priority. But she keeps pushing me, her hand at the back of my head again, pulling me down to her again.

And so I give in fully - giving myself to what I desire most in this moment and to her. Bodies, minds and hearts fully tangled in each other. Quickening the pace yet more, feeling her heat, hearing her and mine ragged breaths.

And then I fall, once more, for her but also for my pleasure, throwing my head back, eyes rolling into the back of my skull, moaning her name while the height of lust pulsates through me.

When I come back down I know she‘s patiently waiting, not expecting anything in return. But I still want to give it to her. She deserves it, every minute piece of affection. She who helped me break my chains, she who offered me her heart and soul with no other motive behind it than wanting to be mine.

I slide from inside her and quickly move down, making her gasp once more in surprise. I press my mouth to her core and start to suck and work my tongue around her most sensitive part - tasting her and myself through it.

It doesn‘t take long. She‘s eager to join me in my fall. And I feel it when it hits her, waves crushing through her, making her moan and press her thighs together around my head while I won‘t let the tip of my tongue stop moving - directing her through her downfall.

And this is where I want to stay - in between her legs, her body wrapped around me, in between the last day and the next, in between the last challenge and the next mortal peril; knowing there‘s no in between between her heart and mine.

[save-the-villainous-cat]

The secret relationship between a Hero and a Villain gets exposed to an enraged public and now they gotta go on an apology tour together

"There's been a severe and continuous lapse in my judge-"

"Don't you DARE fucking say that! My reputation is on the line!"

“This counts as community service, right?”

The hero took in a deep breath and finally managed to pull their eyes away from the piece of paper which had been given to them. It was a long apology, written for them by someone else. Meaningless words thrown into a pot and stirred.

More than frustrated the hero loathed the next speech, the next apology. They knew it was all politics, supposed to show around what kind of power they had over the villain. It was explained as a misunderstanding, as a scheme the hero had come up with to control the villain.

Which was a lie.

“Community service for you, yes. Though I doubt they will actually count it as such. You’ll go to jail. No doubt.”

“Eh. Amazing.” The villain looked through the drinks on the cart and hummed quietly. For quite a while both of them had decided to…take a break. The hero didn’t like it and they didn’t dare thinking about someone else. God, they didn’t want anyone else but the people were mad and the hero was too afraid of the public to stand up for their relationship.

The public really was a leviathan. An uncontrollable mass of complex human beings that wouldn’t stop once they found a reason to complain.

“I’ll try my best to bail you out. I never thought we would have to apologise for being in love.”

“I don’t think the people buy it anyway,” the villain said. They shrugged and found a bottle they liked. They turned around to their lover and smiled sheepishly. “Maybe I should try to sing my next apology.”

The hero sighed and pinched the bridge of their nose.

“Stop joking about this. I’ve told you my reputation is on the line.”

“We both know you don’t really care about that.” The villain turned the bottle in their hand, looking at it intensively as if it could turn into wine eventually. “You’re sick of your own obedience. Sacrificing yourself for the queen in the beehive — you’re tired of it eventually.”

“No, it’s the right thing to do. I have to set an example. I know it sounds odd…no one should apologise for being in love. But given the circumstances and who we are it’s relatively understandable,” the hero said. It was an easy lie. Obviously they hated this.

But they had to keep up the charade. Even in front of the villain.

“Hm. Keep telling yourself that.” Suddenly, the bottle was on the table and the villain’s fingers slid down the hero’s neck. Involuntarily, the hero’s eyes widened. They hadn’t actually touched the villain in a long time. “You can keep apologising all you want but you know it won’t change anything. People aren’t blind when it comes to love.”

“People are blind whenever they want to be.”

“That a confession?” The hero looked up at them, felt their cold fingers moving up and down.

“Merely an observation. They will devour us if we don’t repent.”

“I’d rather be devoured than let some…scum dictate my life.” They paused. “I love you. Is that so wrong?”

“Yes.” The hero swallowed. They weren’t in the mood for fighting. They were afraid of it, actually. Afraid that their mask would crack and splinter and that they would be tempted by the villain. That some brilliant scheme of theirs made the hero decide otherwise, made them run away or choose a different path. “Compassion towards the enemy is wrong. That’s what they think. That’s what they’re supposed to think.”

“And what do you think?”

Shit. The hero hadn’t paid enough attention. The villain got them.

The villain used their nails to scratch the hero’s neck gently.

“Am I a waste of your time?”

“No,” the hero whispered. “It’s…more difficult than that.”

“Oh, I am sure it is.” The villain let go of them and their attention jumped back to the bottle. “Just be careful that you don’t devour yourself. You know our end is always our own fault.”

They kissed the hero’s cheek gently and just for a moment, the hero allowed themselves to feel loved again.

[billkaulitzlover33]

HIII OMG COULD YOU PLEASE DO A HALLOWEEN SPECIAL SMUT FIC WITH BILL WHERE HES A VAMPIRE AND THRN U FUVK

(you could do anything for the plot I just want him to be a vampire plsplsplslspslslslsos) 🙏🙏🥺🥺

OFCC I CAN

this is first ever request so bear w me 😓

WARNINGS: smut, bill kaulitz x fem reader, vampire bill, dom!bill, mentions of blood.

Sweet blood

I looked at myself in the mirror as i reapplied my lipgloss, bill was asleep on the bed. He really looked angelic when sleeping unlike when he was awake. Bill often scares me, he always has these mood swings but I couldn’t find myself hating him, because I knew deep down he actually loved me.

I quietly sneaked out the room as I bit my lip hoping that he didn’t hear me get out the room. I grabbed my bag that laid on the kitchen counter as I sneakily walked up to the door. I put my heels on as I was about to open the front door until I heard intense footsteps approaching me.

My hand trembled, and I was scared to look behind me. I knew bill was strict with me going out, but I didn’t expect him to catch me this quick. I felt so vulnerable. I took a shaky breath as I tried opening the door, but I was struggling.

“Doors locked honey,” bill said with a sly smile on his face. God I wanted to punch him right now.

I looked at the door in front of me realising I never unlocked it.

“Shit.” I thought to myself.

“Schatzi where do you think you’re going?” He said approaching closer.

I took another deep shaky breath.

“I thought I’d go to the grocery store to buy some..-“ I said before Bill cut me off by sneaking his hand up my neck. His grasp on my neck tightened as I was struggling to breathe now.

“B-bill….i cant...” I said placing my hands on my neck.

He didn’t care, he was focused on checking my neck out.

“Bill…please..” I pleaded. His grasp on my neck loosened a little and I took big breaths.

“Lies..lies lies. All that comes from your mouth is lies…” he snarled.

“Nein..no..” I said with a pleading look on my face.

“Bad girls get punished, you know that no?” He said coming closer to my neck. My breath hitched as I felt his breath on my neck.

“I’m sorry..” I whispered as his hands sneaked down my waist.

His lips were almost touching my neck until he pulled away and bit me. His teeth sank into my neck as a rush of pain hit me.

I let out a loud scream as he bit me. Panic entered my body and my eyes started watering as tears started flooding down my face.

“Mmmh…” he moaned as he drank the blood from my neck.

“BILL!” I said with tears streaming down my face. “I said I was sorry!…” I said my voice hoarse.

“I don’t care Schatzi…you’ve been a bad girl haven’t you?” he mumbled as he pulled away from my neck and licked his lips. “Yes or no?”

“Yes! Im sorry..” I said sniffing. A smile was spread on his face.

“Good girl, mhm.. c’mere..” he said dragging me up to the bedroom. “You belong to me Schätzen.” He said as he unbuckled his belt.

I was still in pain from when he bit me, he nudged me with his leg as I looked up at him. He was unzipping his pants and removing his boxers.

His cock sprung out, hard and ready.

“Get up.” He ordered and I quickly got up from the floor.

“Schatz, ich werde dafür sorgen, dass du dich gut fühlst, okay?..” (honey I’m gonna make you feel good, okay?)

I nodded as he kissed me harshly, and I kissed him back as i wrapped my arms around his neck. I let out little moans when he pressed kisses onto my neck. I quickly took my shirt off making Bill bite his lip harshly.

“My gorgeous girl..” he whispered as he unclasped my bra. He took the time to admire my breasts before devouring one in his mouth. His sloppy, wet kisses felt so good. He soon took my skirt off and my underwear as he looked at me with pure lust. He threw me onto the bed while I was squirming underneath his touch.

“Please..” I whined as he quickly lined himself up and pushed himself Inside me. I let out a loud moan as I held my hands to my mouth.

“Du bist so verdammt gut..” (your so fucking good) he moaned as he started creating his own pace. With every thrust I couldn’t help but let out loud moans.

“You feel so good..” he groaned as he started pressing kisses on my face. “God Schatzi..I’m close..” he moaned in my ear.

“Me too…” I whined. His pace fastened and the only thing you could hear were our moans and our skin slapping against each other. I was seeing stars and I was at loss for words.

“I-I’m gonna..” I yelped.

“Hold it for me a little..” he moaned as his thrust became sloppier.

Tears were forming in my eyes again, the pleasure was too much for me.

“I-i can’t…” I cried out.

“Yes you can.” He said while both his hands were on my waist.

“Fuck…” he moaned as he was close as well. “Cum for me..” he said biting his lips as he came, spilling his hot seed deep inside me. My eyes rolled back into my head as my mouth formed into an “O” shape. My orgasm came crashing down as I let out a loud whine.

“Fuck…” he said thrusting his cum deep inside me. We both breathed heavily as he pulled out and fell down onto the bed beside me panting.

“Scheiße..“ (Shit) he moaned.

“I’m sorry for what I did bill…” I said looking up at him.

“It’s okay honey, I love you remember that.” He said pressing a kiss onto my lips.

I nodded as he kissed me.

“I love you too..” I said as he smiled.

“Cmon liebe, let’s get your neck cleaned up.” He said getting up with a soft smile.

God how I love him and hate him sometimes.

THANK YOU FOR READUNNNGG IF YOU HAVE ANY OTHER REQUEST LMKKKK😝😝😝😝

[harrywavycurly]

I need more conversations with Eddie and reader from the one night stand series I love how they argue💕

Hiii babes!! I also love how they argue over the most odd things 😂 so I hope you enjoy these super random conversations between the two of them💖

-find all things One Night Stand Eddie here✨

*Eddie admits he likes to see you annoyed but deep down he just wants to make sure you’re okay*

“I’m not eating that.” “Uh yes…you are.” “Uh no…jackass I’m not now get it away from me before I gag.” “Oh the gaging trick huh? You really think that’s going to work?….I saw you gag at a salad then ten seconds later devour a pile of fries so…yeah eat the fucking green beans.” “The salad had croutons on it.” “Yeah? So?” “I don’t like them…they are hard and annoying when I’m just trying to eat my lettuce with ranch.” “Okay no croutons on your salads from now on…now stop trying to stall and eat the damn vegetables.” “They don’t even have cheese on them…” “who the fuck eats green beans with cheese?” “Everything is better with cheese…I don’t know…it just sounds good.” “For the love of god just eat the fucking green beans so we can leave and go look at that crib set Dustin’s mom has for us.” “You’re such an asshole.” “Yeah and you’re a bucket of fucking sunshine…now eat.”

“How are you feeling.” “Like I have a human growing inside me.” “Is…that a good feeling or?….” “It’s weird I feel weird…not bad weird just…I don’t know how to describe it.” “Are you in pain or anything?” “Not really…I do feel like my ankles are getting huge…not sure why I’m not even four months.” “I noticed that.” “Noticed what?” “Your ankles.” “You noticed they are getting huge?” “Yeah because when I tied your shoe the other day they looked a little…puffy…what’s wrong? Oh fuck…” “you’re such a jerk…sorry my ankles are fucking puffy Edward I’m kinda carrying around your baby and just have a lot of weird shit happening with me body.” “No no I didn’t mean it like a bad thing…they are uhm…cute and…puffy…I like them.” “Is that supposed to make me feel better?” “I’m just gonna go…” “please do.” “See you…at the next appointment…call me if you need anythi-” “bye asshole.” “Our baby is gonna come out with the mouth of a sailor…”

“So…I saw something interesting when I drove up earlier.” “Am I supposed to guess what it was or something? Because I’m not in the mood.” “You’re just so fun to be around…” “Eddie…” “i saw your complex is uhm…leasing two bedroom apartments…” “yeah it’s an apartment complex…they are always leasing…” “well what if uhm…I uh…got one?” “You want to get an apartment in my complex?” “Yeah I mean it would make things easier for when the baby arrives and if you ever need me I’d be close by….why are you looking at me like that?” “You…you really are serious about this huh?” “About what?” “This…like being around for…everything.” “Well yeah…I don’t uh…want to miss anything…I just wanted to see how you felt about it before I went and talked to them.” “That’s fine…it would be better if you were a little…closer.” “Did…did we just agree on something?” “We did…feels gross.” “Yeah feels down right wrong…” “can we go see Wayne now? I’m fucking starving and he said he was making taco casserole.”

[chainedupgirlsblog]

✎ Commentary of Ep 6 ~ The Loyal Pin (Thai GL-2024) - Part 1

This episode’s summary according to Prik:

Yeah... Pretty much this episode was full of (squeaking sound) and Princesses rolling in bed like lovesick teenagers. I mean, look at Anin’s face. She did it! She won lesbianism and achieved the impossible, got her woman.

Congratulations, Princess! You’re one step ahead of all of us 😭👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

This is gonna be a long one again. I’d recommend get comfortable as I catch up!

We start right where we left off and Oh. My. God. They’re the cutest, softest, hottest, i can’t even explain how much I loved this scene. It’s just so 🤌🏼

First they’re kissing, nonstop and all of a sudden Pin stops and pull away softly—out of breath. Anil asks what’s wrong (in the softest tone of voice, mind you) and Pin says she couldn’t breathe.

Like, girl. Anil. Chill~ 🥴

Anil giggles as you can see in the picture above and does, and says the craziest thing. First she kiss Pin on the forehead calling her adorable (how dare she!) and THEN SHE SAYS: I promise I’ll be very gentle…

Girrlll. I told you to chill!!

She’s insane. That was just the beginning and I was dying already!

Then they go on with the kisses (the damn kisses. That we here loud and clear)

Anil doesn’t waste any time and as she devours Pin she starts undressing her. The way she does it tho (I’m hyperventilating) she slides that tiny little strip off her shoulder in such a gracious way I felt like she was undressing me. Got shy and all. HELP.

And Pin just lets her, she lets her do whatever the princess wants and oh, she’s starving. She’s been starving for years!

Anyway, Anil continues now kissing down Pin’s neck and can i take a moment to appreciate how beautiful Freen’s hair just flows on her back like waterfall??? ART. God, she’s gorgeous!

Then we have Anil going lower and lower and I’m losing it a bit more and more. Wondering how far the Princess’ knowledge will take us…

She lays Pin down, very softly very gently just as she said she will!

And well, what can I say. I’m impressed on how vast Anil’s knowledge is! The boarding school has clearly teach her some important things! Such a great investment for the crown and the government ig (I’m not sure how Thai royalty worked back then)

The way Anil look at Pin throughout the entire scene?? The way Pin holds onto her neck as she smiles all bliss-out?? Losing my goddamn mind.

Then we got the morning after 🙌🏼

And aren’t they cute?

They’re extremely cute I CANT 😭😭😭

The way Anil asks for a kiss and Pin immediately give it to her aghjskfkf

Then we have this sequence of Pin’s memories if I’m not mistaken and it’s the cutest thing ever. They’re too cute for my well being. Honestly 😭

Anil’s dimples (Becky’s) are the most adorable thing ever. Pin is so right for wanting to kiss them and pinch them and eat-

Anil, instead, she doesn’t only want to kiss Pin on the cheek. Nope. She wants to devour her. Are we even surprised? She just did that the previous night…

They’re so soft. I love the way they look at each other. The way they smile at each other. Bumping the other’s nose? Pecking the other and kissing her hand? Got me giggling and shit 😔

And finally resting her head on her chest once again. Just kill me please.

I can’t bare this suffering that is being single and lonely anymore 😭😭😭

Anil holding the back of Pin’s head the entire time. PLEASEEEE

Then we go on with the day and they miss each other as the clingy pair that they are. Anil misses Pin so much she goes and help her with her chores. If that’s not true love I don’t know what it is 😅

They have a cute little moment under the freshly washed sheets and omg they’re so in love!

Once they’re done with the chores (I think) they go on a cute little date, holding hands and sharing food. I’m not sure if this montage is real or their imagination but it’s cute.

Everything in this episode it’s just fucking cute, at least till the two first parts.

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I know I’m yapping too much but can’t help it. it’s not favorite moments anymore but a commentary. lol. Here’s Part 2

[runninriot]

...✍️

When he comes home, Steve is exhausted. The rest of the shooting, the official shooting, went well but he can feel every part of his body already aching from being overused. It’s going to be hell tomorrow.

Steve enters the living room where Eddie greets him with a smile before he presses a finger to his lips, pointing at a curled up Robin lying next to him on the couch taking a nap.

Slowly, Eddie moves to stand up from the sofa and tiptoes over to where Steve is still standing in the door frame.

   “Hey, baby.”

They share a quick kiss before Eddie takes Steve’s hand and quietly drags him into his bedroom.

   “How was your shooting? Hope it was worth your time and the tragic loss of your precious chest hair,” Eddie laughs.

For the past two and a half days he didn’t waste any opportunity to remind Steve of his crime.

Steve scoffs and bites his bottom lip not to spill the secret he’ll have to keep to himself for a few more days. Until he can finally show Eddie the result of what he’s been up to behind his back.

   “Yeah it was alright, I think we got what we wanted. The pictures turned out great.”

    Better than great.

   “You hungry? Robs and I had sandwiches for lunch. I could make you one if you want?”

Steve leans in to steal another kiss from Eddie.

   “Mhm. I’d love that. I can’t feel my arms and legs anymore.”

   “Oh, my poor baby. I’m sure I can help you  with that later. Give you a nice massage.”

Eddie lets his teeth graze the sharp edge of Steve’s jaw, drags them further, nibbling at the soft flesh of his earlobe. It makes Steve shiver and melt into the arms that are wrapped around his shoulders, hands soothingly rubbing up and down his back.

   “Ah, god, I’d like that. Your big, strong hands on my body, your thumbs pressing into my sore muscles. Fuck. I think I‘ll skip the sandwich if-“

   “Oh no, baby doll. You’re gonna be a good boy and let me feed you before I’ll take care of the rest of you.”

And how could Steve say no to that?

Still, he devours the sandwich in record time, smiles innocently at Eddie who laughs when Steve presents him his empty plate.

   “Good boy. Now, have a big glass of water while I’ll get the spa area ready,” Eddie winks and wanders off back into the bedroom.

Steve gulps down his drink so fast some of it goes down the wrong pipe, causing him to cough loudly. That, unfortunately wakes up Robin, who stalks sleepily out of the living room and into the kitchen.

   “Oh, you’re back. How’d it go? Where’s Eddie?”

   “I’ll tell you about the shooting later. Or you can just ask your talented girlfriend whom you overshare any and all things with anyway,” Steve laughs, “And, Eddie’s waiting for me in the bedroom, sooo-“

Robin’s eyes go wide in an instant.

  “Ugh, really? Come on! While I’m home?? Didn’t I have to hear enough grunting coming out of your bedroom to scar me for a lifetime?” She rolls her eyes but the grin on her face tells Steve she’s only joking and not really offended.

   “Shut up! He’s just gonna give me a massage because my arms and legs hurt like shit. We’ll be back out before you know and then we can watch a movie together or something.”

   “Yeah right, ‘just a massage’. Tell you what, I’m gonna go for a walk. And maybe stop by the grocery store since it’s my turn to do the shopping anyway. We’re having pasta tonight. You’re cooking. As compensation for having to flee my own home because of my sex-addicted friends. You have one hour.”

With that she turns heel, gets a bag and her coat and is out of the door, leaving Steve too stunned to react other than burst out laughing so loud it alarms Eddie in the other room.

   “Babe? What’s taking you so long? Come on, we ain’t got all day!”

    Yeah, we got an hour.

[ratedfleur]

PT.2 TO MY GOPCHANG ASK..

ganda asking if she tastes better than gopchang with a pout on her face! hao proving it to her to hopefully suyo her <3 ofc he kicks out chuchay 😭

- 🎻

“sagot. do i taste better than your favorite?” you asked hesitantly with a pout as hao looked right you with an adoring look in his face.

he nods sweetly as he smiled at you, “of course baby, i’d choose to eat you over gopchang at any day.” hao replies before he makes you get off of his lap and onto the couch before he stood up with chuchay in his arms, leaving her in the kitchen before he scurried off and hurriedly pulled you into the bedroom whilst the pup chased after you both, making you and hao giggle as he shut the bedroom door behind you, pulling you towards the bed where he slipped off your bottoms before lying down on the bed, making you sit on his face where he sweetly devoured your cunt, licking and sucking in all right places which had you moaning and pulling on his blonde locks.

hao dragged his tongue along your slit, placing his tongue flat against your cunt before he started flicking his the tip of his tongue on your hole, making you whine as you squeezed your thighs, caging hao’s head in between your thighs that he held onto.

he focuses on your hole, flicking his tongue back and forth on it before he licked stripes along your folds, suckling on your clit. he even moans when he feels your slick dripping on his chin and mouth, swallowing all of it up before lubricating your cunt up with his saliva.

you throw your head back, moaning his name as he moans in return against your pussy, making your thighs shake as you whimpered. hao’s tongue was relentless against your cunt, proving a point that he you do taste better than his favorite food.

his tongue swirls around your cunt, licking every part of you that he could, reaching deep into your warm and tight walls that squeezed his tongue.

hao drinks up every bit of your arousal, moaning as he swallowed it all up before you started moaning his name, calling out to him. “shit babe, i’m so close..” you whimpered, fingers pulling on his hair even harder, feeling hao nod against your cunt before he eat you out with even more intensity and eagerness.

easing yourself closer towards your orgasm, you start rocking back and forth against hao’d mouth, feeling him slide underneath your cunt before he started flicking your clit with his tongue, stimulating it even further.

you scoot yourself further up his face, clit hitting his nose repeatedly as you rocked back and forth. hao focused himself on your hole, letting his tongue slip in a few times before he reached up and slipped a finger in, fingering you whilst simultaneously licking stripes along your folds.

your chest heaves with heavy breaths as you panted, one hand holding onto your clothed tit as one kept holding onto hao’s hair, pulling at it as you fucked yourself against his mouth.

you shudder, voice shaky as you spoke and whined, “fuck baby— oh my god, i’m so close please, please, please! i’m coming!” you screeched, thighs shaking as you moved yourself faster against his tongue, clit hitting his tall nose repeatedly which has you screaming his name.

a gush of clear liquid comes out from your cunt, hitting hao straight in the mouth and his chin, making a mess on his upper half as you came all over him, shaking and quivering above his face like a leaf.

you melt as hao licks you clean, slurping up your slick and creamy cum as you leaned on the wall as you panted, feeling hao’s tongue flick back and forth as he licked you up. your hips moved on instinct, still rocking and grinding yourself on his face, whining and calling out to hao who hummed before placing a quick kiss on your cunt before slipping out from beneath you, grabbing you to make you sit on his lap as you panted, leaning on his chest.

“does that answer your question na?” hao asks as he rubs your hip, listening to your pants before feeling you nod, “you— you’re crazy.” you say with a pant before making hao giggle.