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lanymme · 6 months ago

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God I forgot how good Pokemon Sun and Moon were.

The like. background alolan sovereignty stuff and the frankly startlingly sensitive discussion of child abuse and the way they entertwine? Team Skull being kids failed by the system, and that social ill giving room for the Aether Foundation to sort of push its way in and establish a hold in Alola to "do good"? The fact that the stuff the Aether Foundation is doing is really good work from a certain perspective, but is also disruptive, controlling, and not in alignment with the Alolan way of doing things? Guzma being abused as a kid, and ending up pushed around and manipulated by Lusamine, an abuser herself, who knows how to push his buttons?

The whole subplot of looking for a champion, which probably would've been Kukui or Guzma if their own hero and rival story hadn't been shattered by the stuff that happened to them? Guy whose dad broke golf sticks over him develops a perfectionist obsessed with being strong enough that nobody can beat him again, and constantly proves to himself he's safe by throwing that strength around? The way their relationship starts to repair when those societal problems start to be addressed?

And then Gladion and Lillie. God. The way Gladion is the older child who figured out what was happening first and got out of there, went no contact, and had to do what he could to stay off the street. The way Lillie is just starting to figure out and unpack the things her mother taught her, and beginning to become braver and show more independence? How her fucking mother DRESSED HER UP AS THE NIHILEGO, and then her big moment is to put together her own trainer-like outfit, to start picking her own clothes?? The way Lusamine treats her pokemon with zero humanity but pretties up and preserves them horrifically for show, the way the Aether Foundation is engaging in torturous unethical experimentation, as metaphors for the way she abuses each of her children???

The ways in which Guzma, Gladion, and Lillie all bond with Pokemon that sort of symbolically resonate with the kinds of abuse they received and the way they learned to deal with it--Guzma picking bugs, traditionally the weakest type, and Wimpod who runs from everything--showing the kindness deep down in him, and the way he grew up to be strong. Gladion, whose pokemon was more overtly abused, and evolves through his care into Silvally who can take on any type the way Gladion is forced to learn how to adapt to being by himself, and then to being a member of the community? And Lillie with Nebby, who starts out weak and defenseless, helpless, imprisoned, and escapes despite that and gets by through relying on other people, until she learns to take care of herself--and her buddy evolves into the legendary that defends the Alola Region from alien threats like her mother????

fuck that game was good. it fit so well with the themes and aesthetics of pokemon. I really wish they'd make more like it.

#pokemon #pokemon sun and moon #lillie #gladion #guzma #lusamine #posting

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shiftgolf · 5 days ago

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Unlocking the Power of Lag in the Golf Swing: The Key to Distance, Consistency, and Effortless Speed

Introduction:

When you watch the best golfers in the world—Rory McIlroy, Ernie Els, Jack Nicklaus—what do you see? Effortless power, smooth rhythm, and the ability to hit the ball seemingly without trying. These golfers don’t look like they’re exerting themselves to their limits, yet their shots fly long, straight, and with incredible consistency.

What is their secret?

The answer: Lag.

While amateurs are often struggling to understand how to generate speed and consistency, professional golfers have mastered the art of creating and releasing lag in their swings. Understanding lag is essential for any golfer looking to improve their ball striking, add distance, and increase consistency.

In this blog, we’re going to dive deep into the concept of lag, why it’s critical to a powerful golf swing, and how you can master it with some simple yet effective drills. From PGA Tour players like Sergio Garcia to legends like Jack Nicklaus, the greats have all harnessed the power of lag to elevate their games to new heights. Let's break it down.

What Is Lag in the Golf Swing?

At its core, lag refers to the angle between your club shaft and your lead arm during the downswing. This angle allows you to store energy in the club, which you then release at the precise moment of impact, resulting in explosive power and speed.

If you’re a beginner, you may think that generating distance comes from swinging harder or faster. In fact, the real secret to generating power is creating lag, which allows for maximum clubhead speed at the moment of impact, without needing to force or muscle the swing.

Why Is Lag So Important?

Increased Clubhead Speed: By storing energy in the club and releasing it at the right time, lag increases your clubhead speed without requiring additional effort.

Consistency: Maintaining lag throughout your swing leads to more consistent ball striking. With lag, you’re more likely to square the clubface at impact, which results in straighter, more accurate shots.

Better Timing: When lag is created properly, it helps you develop better rhythm and timing, making it easier to repeat your swings with consistency.

More Distance: The increased clubhead speed produced by lag translates directly into longer drives and more powerful iron shots. With lag, you can unleash power while maintaining control over your shots.

Effortless Power: Lag allows you to create more power with less effort, which is why professional golfers often look like they are swinging at half-speed, but the ball still travels long distances.

How Do Professional Golfers Create Lag?

To understand how to create lag in your swing, it’s essential to break down the movements of top players. Every professional golfer who generates massive clubhead speed and powerful shots is using lag to their advantage. But how do they create it?

The Role of the Hips

The key to creating lag begins with the hips. One of the most significant movements in the downswing is a slight forward bump of the hips. This move shifts the weight to the lead side and sets the arms up for a smooth, efficient release. When the hips initiate the downswing, they create a chain reaction that leads to the arms dropping naturally into position.

The Lower Body Movement

The sequence of the downswing is essential for creating lag. Sergio Garcia, one of the best ball strikers in the world, has been praised for his lag. What makes Sergio’s swing stand out is his ability to initiate the downswing with the lower body, which leads to his arms dropping smoothly into the correct position, all while maintaining lag.

It’s the hip rotation and the bump forward that create the space and time needed for the arms and club to lag behind the body. Without this lower body movement, there’s no lag. Your arms and club would simply release prematurely, and the power would be lost.

How to Create Lag: The "One-Two Punch"

Creating lag can be boiled down to two things: storing energy and releasing energy.

Most amatuer golfers think about so many things throughout their swing, which makes it easy to become stiff and tense over the golf ball. Once this happens, it’s hard to create any speed let alone flexibility.

Loosening your grip, and relieving the tension from your arms, will make it incredibly easy for you to lead with your hands and leave the club head behind, creating lag.

Before our amazing training aid, a great way to get this feeling would be with a golf towel. As you swing a golf towel, you’re able to feel the end of it stay behind you, which in turn creates a whip-like effect at the bottom of the swing.

Now with the Lag Shot, you’re able to make full golf swings while experiencing the same feels. And best of all, you’re able to actually hit golf balls with it.

The Key Move to Copy if You Want to Create Perfect Lag

One of the best examples of lag, is looking at the swing of Sergio Garcia.

For years, Sergio has been one the the premium ball-strikers on the planet, and that can be attributed to the amount of lag he creates during his down swing. What he does that’s so important, is starting his downswing with a slight movement of his lower body.

More importantly, his hips.

His hips bump forward, creating a change of direction that influences his arms to drop.

This combination of moves leaves the club head behind his hands, creating lag.

The most important thing Sergio does extremely well, is keeping his left arm connected to his body during the initial part of his downswing, another valuable benefit of using, and hitting balls with Lag Shot.

The Secret to Lag: The Wrists

During your golf swing, you can do everything right. Start with your hips, drop the arms, and release at the bottom.

But if you don’t do one key aspect correctly, none of these things will matter.

That key aspect is removing all tension from your wrists. You still need to keep grip pressure on the club, but allowing your wrists to move freely during the entire swing is what’s going to allow you to store energy.

A great way to engrave this feeling into your mind, is making half swings. Bring the club to just about parallel to the ground, then with soft wrists, bring your hands to the ball and make half shots.One of the most important parts of creating lag is allowing your wrists to be relaxed and free throughout the swing. When you hold the club too tightly or with too much tension in the wrists, the club can’t lag properly.

Your wrists must act like a spring, storing energy during the backswing and then releasing that energy at the right moment. If you can master this wrist action, it will become automatic, and you won’t have to think about it during your swing.

Step 1: Storing Energy

The first part of creating lag involves loading the club by hinging your wrists properly during the backswing. When you load the club, you’re storing energy that will be released at impact. The more effectively you load the club, the more potential power you can generate.

The key to loading is to maintain a wide arc with your arms during the backswing. The further you can extend your arms without losing connection to your body, the more energy you can store. As you reach the top of your swing, your wrists should be fully hinged, with the club shaft forming an angle with your lead arm. This angle is what we call lag.

Step 2: Releasing the Energy

The second part of creating lag is the release. This occurs when you drop your hands and release the stored energy at the bottom of the downswing, sending the clubhead flying through the ball with maximum speed and power.

To create a smooth release, you need to keep your wrists relaxed and loose. Tension in the wrists is the enemy of lag. If your wrists are tight, the club won’t be able to lag properly, and you’ll lose power. A relaxed grip and wrist action will allow the club to whip through the ball, creating lag effortlessly.

How to Improve Golf Lag Drill

All great golf minds emphasize how important lag is. Lag creates speed. Lag creates distance. Lag makes you a better player. Creating and maintaining lag is one of the things that PGA TOUR players do better than all other golfers on the planet.

But how do they do it?

Creating lag in your golf swing may sound difficult to do, and don’t get me wrong it’s going to feel like a change, but I have a few drills that will have you creating some SERIOUS lag.

1 Exaggerate the Feel

We need to get you feeling what it is like to have lag stored at the bottom of the swing. In this drill, all you need is an alignment stick, or another club. What you are going to do is lay the alignment stick on the ground to your left, as you’re addressed to the golf ball.

The alignment stick needs to be pointed down the range, and aligned on the heel line of your stance. You will not be taking full swings while doing this drill, but only taking your arms to about waist height. Make sure your wrist is hinged, and a decent angle is being created between your lead wrist and the club.

Now, while holding that angle, drag the handle through the hitting area, and keep the angle until it’s aligned over the alignment stick on the ground.

What this is doing, is forcing you to maintain lag through the hitting area, as well as getting you used to the feeling of it. This is an exaggerated move, but it will translate over to your swing in a less exaggerated way.

While you are hitting balls during this drill, expect them to be very low shots, with a tendency to be pulled. This is because you have extreme forward press at impact, as well as a strong clubface.

2 Stop Casting

Most players lose the angles they create during their backswing as soon as they start their downswing. They unhinge the wrists, and try to “help” the ball get in the air instead of hitting down on the golf ball.

For this drill, I want you to hold the club out directly in front of you, with your arms completely extended. Now, move your hands back, then pull them forward.

What you are going to see, if you keep your wrists loose, is the angle between your hands and the club is going to become very small.

So the club head is going to get behind your hands, then whip forward as you finish pulling through. What this drill is showing you is what it feels like to create lag at the start of the downswing.

The wrists need to be loose while performing this drill, as that’s the only way to witness the lag being created.

If this is done right during your swing, it should feel as though your club shaft is getting closer to your body during the downswing, compared to being “casted” away from you.

3 Stop Helping the Ball in the Air

Many players have the wrong idea when it comes to contacting the golf ball. They will try to help the ball in the air, when in reality that’s the last thing you want to do.

Swinging like this will result in weak ball flights, loss of distance, and very inconsistent contact. We need to start hitting down on the golf ball, as a result of shifting our weight to the lead side, which in return will create lag for us.

In this drill, all you are going to need is a golf towel. Fold the towel a few times so it’s a bit thicker, and lay it on the ground about a club head away from the golf ball.

Having the towel behind the ball does two things: One, it will give you immediate feedback to whether or not you are hitting shots fast/helping the ball in the air, and 2, it will force you to get your hands in front of the ball at impact as a result of lag.

This drill will give you the feeling of proper contact and hitting down on the ball.

Another variation of this drill, if you don’t have a golf towel, is to place a tee a few inches in front of the golf ball. Instead of focusing on hitting the ball, focus on hitting the tee. This will have the same benefits for your swing as the towel drill has.

Lag creates SPEED. Lag creates POWER. Take these drills to the range, and in no time, you will be producing SERIOUS lag.

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It’s even being recommended by top golf instructors like Adam Bazalgette (3-Time PGA Teacher of the Year), Andrew Rice (Golf Digest Top 50), and Mark Durland (Golf Magazine Top 100)

How the Lag Shot Can Help You

One of the best tools for improving lag is the Lag Shot, a training aid specifically designed to help golfers build lag naturally. The Lag Shot is a unique club that allows you to feel the correct wrist hinge and the proper angle between your club and arm, making it easier to store and release energy during your swing.

The Lag Shot has a flexible shaft that helps you feel the lag as you swing. It also forces you to keep the clubhead behind your hands, giving you immediate feedback on your wrist action. Using the Lag Shot regularly will help you develop muscle memory and create a more powerful, consistent swing.

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Lag Shot is a brand new training aid that is being praised by some of the leading PGA instructors (as well as countless amateur golfers) across the globe as a true game-changer.

It practically forces you to “load the club” perfectly, generate tremendous lag automatically, and make confident swings with ideal tempo and rhythm.

The Benefits of Mastering Lag

By mastering lag in your golf swing, you will:

Generate more distance with less effort

Hit the ball straighter with more consistent ball striking

Improve your timing and rhythm, leading to smoother, more efficient swings

Add power to your shots, making it easier to get the ball in the air and on target

Feel more relaxed during your swing, as you won’t have to force shots to get distance

Conclusion:

Lag is not just a secret of the pros; it’s a critical element for golfers of all skill levels. Whether you're trying to hit longer drives, more accurate irons, or just improve your consistency, learning how to create lag is the key to unlocking your full potential as a golfer.

With the right drills, a focus on relaxing your wrists, and a commitment to building proper timing, you can start generating effortless speed and power in your golf swing. By incorporating lag into your swing, you’ll find that your game reaches new heights, just like the pros.

Take these drills to the range and practice them consistently, and you’ll be well on your way to creating powerful, lag-driven swings that will improve your golf game—and your scores—immediately.

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alexsmithweb · 1 year ago

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Revolutionizing Golf Training: Virtual Golf Coaches Offer Unparalleled Learning Experience for Beginners

Virtual golf coaching platforms offer a range of services specifically designed for beginners. From comprehensive tutorials on basic techniques to personalized feedback on swings, these coaches cater to individual learning curves.

#virtual golf trainer #junior golf training

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georgemartinun · 1 year ago

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5 reasons why you should start playing golf

Are you tired of your usual routine of Netflix and chilling on the couch? Looking for a way to get outdoors, connect with others, and maybe even improve your mental health? what if I told you there's a way to escape the monotony, soak up some vitamin D, and maybe even unleash your inner Happy Gilmore (minus the hockey stick)? That's right, we're diving into the wonderful world of golf!

It's a Healthy Hobby

First things first, golf is one of the healthiest hobbies you can pick up. Forget about those expensive gym memberships and kale smoothies. Golf gets you moving without feeling like a sweaty mess. It's a low-impact sport that's easy on the joints, so you won't need to worry about hobbling around like an extra from a zombie movie the next day. Just ensure you choose the best skillest golf coaches.

You Can Play at Any Age

Unlike some sports that demand peak physical fitness, golf is the ultimate "age is just a number" game. Whether you're a fresh-faced beginner or someone with a bit more life experience, golf welcomes players of all ages. So, don't worry if you haven't been swinging clubs since you were a kid; it's never too late to tee off and have a blast on the fairways. Your online golf coach can teach you the skills in no time.

It Enhances Your Mental Health

You know what's better than paying a shrink to listen to your problems? Venting your frustrations on the golf course! Golf is like a therapy session with a side of fresh air. Plus, it's a game of strategy, so it'll keep your noggin sharp as a tack. Trying to avoid sand traps and water hazards will give your brain a workout that Sudoku can only dream of.

Enjoy Nature & Outdoors

If your idea of enjoying nature is watching David Attenborough narrate a documentary on your 4K TV, it's time to step outside! Golf courses are like nature's playgrounds, complete with lush green fairways, chirping birds, and the occasional squirrel stealing your golf ball. It's like a mini vacation, minus the airport security lines and turbulence.

Build Strong Connections

Golf is the ultimate social sport. Whether you're teeing off with old friends, bonding with coworkers over a round, or making new buddies at the club, you're guaranteed to build strong connections. And let's not forget about the 19th hole – the clubhouse bar – where legendary stories and friendships are forged over a cold one (or two).

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Who says you need to be born on a golf course to play like a pro? Thanks to the magic of technology, you can now get top-notch golf lessons from the comfort of your living room. Picture this: sipping on your favorite beverage, wearing your snazziest pajamas, and getting tips from Top online golf coaches.

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mickyschumacher · 6 months ago

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[MORNING CARDIO!]

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: after a long awaited summer break, you were expecting to have a good sleep in with carlos, but his plans for you are slightly different. or in which you convince carlos' to turn his morning cardio into something a little more fun.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 18+ (minor dni), unprotected sex (if you're gonna slip, slop, slap, you must wrap your willy!), few untranslated spanish words, p in v, teasing, oral sex, kinda fluffy, poor humour, breastplay, dryhumping (bc i am nothing without this), fingering, cumming inside, bit of overstimulation for the reader, i love you's.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: bf!carlos sainz x fem!reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2k+

𝐀/𝐍: while this wasn't what i initially was working on, i've momentarily gotten some free time amongst the chaos, you deserve some work, and carlos has been looking pretty delectable 🤭 // poorly proof-read sorry ♡︎

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

You weren't a fan of working out. Never had been and was never going to be.

It wasn't that you didn't see the point of it. You were well versed in the science: it was good for you. It helped your body, soothed you mentally, and overall, kept you in a pretty good mood if you kept the right balance.

Your problem lied within the methods.

Take your dear boyfriend, for example.

Carlos loved working out. You weren't sure whether it was because he was an F1 driver or whether it was just Carlos himself. But he spent almost every living moment off the tracks with some form of physical activity.

You had memorised his routine quite well: a lengthy morning run, training with his personal trainer, his beloved choices of golf or paddle, followed by the occasional swimming or God forbid, another run.

Carlos tried to get you 'hooked' on to it all, claiming it's better to workout with someone as opposed being by yourself. But his efforts were to no avail.

You had important things to do... like catching up on your beauty sleep.

"Mi amor," The rasp of Carlos' voice lingered through the early morning air, cold hands trailing over your back. He pressed his lips at the silent response, watching you not a budge even a centimetre in your sleep.

A sigh escaped his mouth as he pressed his knees onto the edge of your bed, bending down to push your hair behind your ears. "Cariño," He called softly, making you hum in response.

"Carlos," you mumbled with sleep heavy in your voice. "You better not ask–"

"Come on a run with me," Carlos pleaded.

You forced an eye open, wincing at the immediate white light surrounding you. Blinking rapidly, you honed in on the Spaniard who was already dressed for his venture, batting his brown puppy eyes towards you.

"Handsome, you know I love you very much," you cooed, pressing your head further into the warmth of your pillow, "But I'd rather watch Lewis go to Ferrari."

An abrupt slice of cold air trickled past your bare skin and thin clothes. You yelped, covering your body, immediately missing the comforting heat of your duvet. "Carlos!" You scolded, much more awake now.

Carlos gave you a sickly sweet smile. "Say unwarranted things, get unwarranted things," He shrugged nonchalantly before grabbing your ankle to drag you off the mattress.

"No, no, no, no," you groaned, squirming in his grip. Pouting your lips, you quickly reached over to grab Carlos' hand. "Please," you whined.

"My sweet girl," Carlos started, "I just want you to join me. I promise you it'll be good. It's fun morning cardio!"

You grimaced at the chirpy tone he had taken on. 'Fun morning cardio'... how insufferable.

Feeling Carlos loosen his grip, you yanked your ankle back and got on your knees, sinking down on the soft mattress. "Carlos," You murmured, hands travelling up his arms as you leaned in.

Carlos narrowed his eyes, quickly knowing you were up to something with that sweet tone of yours.

"Baby, name the better cardio. A morning run or..." You trailed off, hand travelling down his arm and past his thigh, resting dangerously close to his crotch. "... morning fun?"

Carlos let out a dramatic sigh but he couldn't keep the quirk of his lips at bay. He stretched out his thick arm, grabbing you by the waist. His skin swarmed with heat as he felt your bare waist under your shirt as he fully pulled you over him. A quick nudge to your knees left you straddling him.

"More energy burnt," you murmured in the venture of a fake persuasion even though you already had the answer. Carlos' hand reached out to push your hair behind your ears before landing on the soft pillows of your lips. Nervously you inhaled, "And a whole lot more pleasure."

You stared at Carlos. Taking in those puppy brown eyes, the warmth of his skin, those God-made eyelashes, and each little freckle mixed with the burden of racing on his face. It was the first day of summer break and even though Carlos was pulling you out of bed to work out in the morning, you couldn't help but be a little thankful. You missed him. You had both been so busy lately and it felt like you hadn't seen each other in months.

"What's on your mind, cariño?" Carlos whispered, thumb still trailing the shape of your lips as those very same brown eyes searched yours.

"Nothing. I just missed you. And your stupid morning cardio," You rolled your eyes. "Is that a crime?"

"Then I'm guilty as charged," Carlos confessed, not missing the softening of your eyes as he held you tighter against him. "All I've been thinking about since the race at home is coming back to you."

Carlos' home race in Spain was the last time you had met before long-distance had embedded it's nasty claws into you once again

"Yeah?" You whispered, pressing a brief kiss to his cheek. "Anything in particular?"

Carlos took a deep breath in, your signature fragrance engulfing him. Goodness, were you intoxicating. "Well... there was picnics, breakfast, golf, and the beach on the agenda. And... morning fun."

A gasp left your mouth as Carlos fell back first onto the mattress, bringing his lips to yours.

This kiss was different from the others you had shared. Perhaps it was the atmosphere or context that accounted for that difference but the need, the love, the softness, and the brutal passion was suddenly pouring into every fibre of your being.

Your hands fell around his neck and hair, nose gliding near his as Carlos continued to ravage your mouth. He sucked on your lips with a small nibble here and there, relishing the muffled moans escaping your lips. His own hands continued to travel the path of your body he had committed to memory. He knew as he traversed your burning skin exactly where the small freckles and bumps he had come to love were.

Your soft moans became more audible and pleasing to Carlos' ears as he moved his lips to your neck, leaving the sloppily yet controlled kisses down base of your skin.

You gasped as you felt a sudden jerk underneath you, feeding into the pooling wetness between your thighs. Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip, your hips automatically responded by grinding down onto Carlos' bulge.

"Ah, mierda," Carlos cursed, feeling his cock throb in his shorts. His eyes fluttered shut, hands returning to your hips to continue the stimulating pleasure.

Both of your skin was covered in a thin sheen of sweat as you felt Carlos' clothed cock rut into your poorly covered pussy. You rocked your hips harder into him, feeling a slight jolt against your clit. "Oh, fuck, Carlos," you moaned his name in his ear.

God, what were you two? Sex-crazed teenagers? Dry humping on each other like rabbits in heat.

"Hermosa," Carlos panted, eyebrows strained with the urge to cum yet give you all the pleasure he could. "I need... I need..." he breathed, "I need to be in you, fuck." His entire body shuddered with a sharp arousal while his cock could feeling your thin underwear becoming useless and drenched. It was as thin as his patience was wearing.

You made a poor attempt to nod, releasing a hand from his neck. You briefly lifted your hips, pushing your panties to the side. In doing so, your breath hitches as you feel your sensitive folds glide past your fingers.

"Oh, fuck," Carlos blubbered, losing himself in seeing your bare pussy and your reaction. "Fuck yourself on those pretty little fingers for me, baby. I need you ready for me," He encouraged breathlessly, attempting to shove off his shorts with one hand.

Carlos watched in torture as you pushed your fingers into your warm walls, body jerking forward at the sheer pleasure. "That's it, baby," he continued to praise you, "Doing so well for me, hmm?" He asked, moving one hand down your hips, skimming past your burning thigh before reaching the small bundle of nerves situated near your hand.

"A little faster, baby," Carlos said, "You're already so fucking wet. Pump those fingers... let me see how much you missed me."

You were already moaning in a haze at the praises leaving his lips, pushing your fingers in faster, unable to see how your engorged folds took them in as your eyes focused on the ceiling. But the moment you felt the pad of Carlos' thumb on your clit, you had given up every ounce of respect you had for yourself.

"Oh, shit, oh shit," you cursed, hips bucking up at his action. Your eyes shut tightly. The white light of ecstasy felt close. Your hand sped up faster, your hips went against your fingers and his thump with a more brutal force, feeling his aching cock bounce under you... Christ, you were going to cum. And hard.

The light... so close...

And just like that, it was gone.

You snapped your eyes open, falling to your pussy to see Carlos' hand retreating. "Mierda... no, baby, Carlos, " you cursed without looking at his face. But the moment you did, you understood him.

His hooded eyes told you everything. The throbbing his aching cock was bringing him, his slurred state of mind, and his firm desire to make you cum on his cock.

You kept your eyes on him, savouring the hiss falling from his lips as your took his cock out of his underwear. You gave a small smile, guiding his angry member to your puffy folds. You both released hitched moans when you rubbed your pussy against his cock.

You watched as Carlos purposely lifted his hips, pushing the tip of his cock against your clit, making your body convulse for a brief second. Fucking hell. That was enough for the both of you. Cumming just by rubbing yourselves on each other was equally as worse as cumming by dry humping each other.

You pressed your lips together, pushing his cock slowly into your pussy. Christ, he was always so big. Thick and pulsing in your hands, stretching your pussy out no matter how many times you made love as if it were the first time.

Carlos groaned, both hands firmly placed on your hips, head falling back onto the bed headboard. God, it had been so long. He missed your touch everyday. But the feeling of his cock in your pussy... he thought about it every second of every day.

You pushed your hips down flat, ensuring Carlos bottomed out. You groaned at the full feeling of his cock in you, eyeing the small bulge in your stomach. "Fuck, you fill me up so well, baby," you praised.

Carlos moaned in response. "Ride me baby. You know I like when you ride me."

You managed a smile, taking off the singlet you had slept in. The self control Carlos had for your breasts was little. Especially, when they bounced in front of him like they were right now. His hands almost immediately shot out, groping the soft mounds with all his might.

Immersed in your tits, his body trembled when you rose your hips and slammed down on his cock, repeating the movement again. "Ah, shit," Carlos cussed, drunk on your pussy.

You ground your hips forward as you rode his cock, stimulating the pure pleasure of grinding on one another. Out of the corner of your eyes, you could see Carlos' hand reach towards your clit. Your eyes shut, bracing yourself for what's about to come.

Carlos intently watched you, rubbing your clit in soft circles. He could see you slowly fall apart, the fast rhythm of your hips slowing down and becoming sporadic. Your body was shaking with pleasure, your hands reaching towards his thick biceps.

He continued your work for you, lifting your hips with his one hand on your waist. He grunted, feeling you clench around his cock. "Cum... cum for me," he beckoned, increasing the speed of his cock and the pressure of his thumb on your clit.

He smiled at the complete lost look that had fallen on your face. Your body jerked and convulsed over him, your brain unable to control it any longer. Your climax hit you hard as he denied your previous one not too long ago. Your whine was high pitched and dazed. You were completely lost in pleasure.

Your pleasure only fuelled his own. Your walls were holding his cock like a vice, clamping down on him. You could feel his throbbing cock overstimulating your sensitive pussy.

Carlos groaned at the feel of his twitching cock in your walls. He panted, hips racing to chase the urge to cum. "Yes, yes, yes," he mumbled, falling victim to your praises falling from your soft lips and the clench of your pussy.

You both groaned when you felt the hot ropes of his cum spill into your walls. HIs hips stuttered, faltering against yours as you took every last drop from his cock.

Carlos buried his chin into your neck, riding out his last few moments of his climax. "Fuck," he mumbled, letting out a small exhale as he moved his head back and looked at you. He laughed softly at your tired look. He placed a few lingering kisses across your neck, coming to your lips last. "I love you," he murmured against them.

You smiled gently. "Forever?" you asked.

"Forever," Carlos confirmed, placing a kiss on your forehead. Slowly, he removed his softening cock from your pussy. You both watched his cum mixed with your spill out of you.

You looked up at Carlos, eyeing the dark look on his face. You sighed. "Morning fun or not, give me at least ten minutes. If not thirty!"

Carlos chuckled, moving out from under you and standing in front of you in an unbecoming state that would make his closest friends laugh at him. He swooped you into his arms making you yelp. "Let's take a shower. I'll clean you."

You raised a brow, hands hung around his neck. "Just cleaning? That doesn't sound like you," you retorted.

Carlos smirked, walking you to the bathroom. "You're right. I'll clean you, fuck you, and clean you again."

Oh…

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Birthday boy -W2S

words: 0.8k+

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, p in v, cream pie, alcohol consumption.

summary: you and the sidemen film the pub golf in Benidorm video, when the clock strikes twelve and it’s officially Harry’s birthday you decide he deserves a special present once you return to your hotel room.

notes: long time no fic!🙈 You can see the request here. I hope you’re all well and you enjoy this spicy one shot in honour of yesterday being our man’s birthday, love ya!!!💘

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y/username: I wanted to wish you the very best but you already have me... so happy birthday my love!!😉💞 @wroetoshaw

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user63298712: this is the kind of relationship I want

All seven of the sidemen, me and a few of the camera crew sat at a table in the last and final pub as we wrapped up the Benidorm pub golf video. My head was softly leaning on my boyfriend's shoulder when Ethan spoke. "Wait! Is it Harold's birthday now?" He asked.

Harry smiled shyly. "Ha, yeah it is," he replied. "Ohhhahhh!" Ethan rose promptly from his seat. A bright smile spread across my face as we all began singing happy birthday. Harry was clearly uncomfortable but he took the slight embarrassment like a champ as all of his friends drunkenly cheered.

"I'm old, I'm old man, I'm old," Harry repeated as JJ fist bumped him. "Join the club mate!" JJ laughed as he sat back down. We finished the last part of the video and then all made our way out of the loud pub.

"Happy Birthday," I whispered as me and Harry slowly walked behind the rest of the group, my hand gripping his bicep for stability. He smiled down at me. "You know what I'd really like for my present..." he wiggled his eyebrows. "Mmm, we'll see," I replied with a wink.

When we all arrived back at our hotel everyone went up to bed. Harry was on me as soon as I closed the hotel room door. I giggled softly as he trailed kisses over my shoulder from behind, his arms snaking around my torso.

I turned around in his arms and lifted his head up so that his lips could meet mine. The kiss was slow but hot. Throughout the night we'd both been teasing each other. I'd sat on his lap when there wasn't enough seats, which would've been fine if I wasn't purposely shuffling around. He'd repeatedly squeezed my thigh under the table and would slowly edge it up until I'd have to move it off of me before anyone clocked. So we were both already extremely horney.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as his hands hoisted me up using the backs of my thighs, I followed by encasing his hips with my legs. He moved us over to the king sized bed, lowering us both down in the centre of the fluffy sheets.

We took a moment to take in each other's features, it was like the world around us stopped for a moment as we both anticipated what was about to happen. Then, as if a switch had flipped, we both jumped into action.

Within seconds I'd kicked my heels off, he'd done the same with his trainers and we were both topless. I was becoming impatient as he struggled with his pants. "Haz..." I trailed off. "I know, I've got you baby, gimme two seconds," he muttered, voice horse. The room was dark though I could easily make out that he'd moved up onto his knees so that he could properly remove his pants.

When I felt his fingers unbuttoning my jeans a soft sigh left my lips. I lifted my hips off of the soft mattress so he could pull the denim off, along with my underwear.

Once his body finally pressed against mine our lips immediately attached. He was holding himself up using his forearms as one of my hands slowly rand down his stomach.

Harry groaned softly into my mouth as I wrapped my hand around his aching and painfully hard cock. "Fuck, need you so bad love," he muttered. "I'm right here," I whispered before lining him up at my entrance.

He pushed into me with such force a sharp gasp escaped from my lungs. "Jeez, Haz- ohh..." I moaned as pleasure flooded my body. My hands gripped his shoulders tightly as I attempted to ground myself.

The bang of the headboard hitting the wall continuously, our bodies connecting and the little "ah!" that escaped my mouth every time Harry thrusted into me was the only sounds filling the hotel room, along with Harry's soft grunts.

When his hand reached down to rub my clit I entered a different dimension. "Yes! Oh my- don't stop," I moaned, body on fire. His head moved to press gentle kisses down my jaw. "So good for me. Love you so much- 'm close baby," he rambled into my neck.

I chanted his name as I came. My vision turned white as I arched my back into him. "That's it, my girl- hmf..." he thrusted his hips deep into me as also came.

His weight pressed onto me as we caught our breaths. Harry lifted his head so he could see my face. "Best birthday present ever," he whispered with a cheeky smirk before pressing a gentle and soft kiss to my plump lips.

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