#hes a big round snuggle boi hes so good

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*𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝘽𝙤𝙮*

Pairing: Bunny!Hybrid Felix x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Friends -> Lovers, Multiple: Orgasms/rounds and creampies, unprotected sex, Ear Kink? Idk man lol. Oral (Both), Hickeys/bite marks, 69, Squirting, slight face fucking. Sorry for any mistakes or missed warnings.

A/N: Posting this funny enough on my birthday lol. I love love love this I hope you guys do to!

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Today was your best friend’s birthday. You kept asking him what he wanted and all he would say was just to hang out with you. Your friendship to others would seem more than friends. Felix always had some part of him touching you. Whether it be his arm around your waist or holding your hand. He just had to be close. He would always say it was just a hybrid thing, that he liked your body heat and it made him feel calm. I mean it was true, however Felix always had the massive crush on you. Ever since he got to know you almost 6 years ago now.

You met by chance from a friend of a friend who ended up leaving you alone at the cabin you all rented. You stayed up all night just talking about everything and anything. You’d be dumb to deny you had any feelings for him. Because in reality you may be more in love with him than he was with you. That pretty blonde hair of his, the way it draped over his face so perfectly. The way he smiled at you so warmly every time he saw you. The way those soft floppy ears would perk up as soon as he laid his eyes on you. Not to mention that cute little tail of his that always gave him away.

He had such a habit of laying his head on you wanting you to play with his hair, to touch his soft sensitive ears. He would melt like putty anytime you would too. Almost purring like a cat when you did. To everyone else you were together but neither of you ever confirming or honestly denying it either. It was almost a limbo of “are we together? Are we just friends?” Kinda thing. Neither of you dated or even looked for a partner.

You had everything set up for his birthday, you know he’d whine seeing you put so much effort into it but you wanted to make it special. After getting the apartment ready you slipped into Felix’s favorite outfit. Nothing special something you never understood why he liked so much. It was just a pair of sweats and your favorite crop top. He always told you how much he liked to cuddle up to you like that. How warm and cozy you felt all comfy.

When he arrived letting himself in you could hear him whine just like you knew he would. You decked out the place with his favorite color, made his favorite dinner and stopped at his favorite bakery to pick up the cookies he loved so much. When you saw him he looked like he could cry rushing over to you to give you a big hug. His little cotton tail moving like crazy, his cute nose twitching at all the good smells. “Y/n you didn’t have to do all this” he whined more.

“Ssh let’s go eat birthday boy” you said with a smile giving him a little nose kiss before making your way to the kitchen. You both sat and ate, listing to Felix talk about his day. He looked so handsome, his hair a bit messy, his black t shirt clinging to him a bit showing off his toned body. The way his sweats tugged down a bit to show off his little happy trail he had. Ugh and those eyes, those big eyes that could get him away with murder. They way the shined, smiled even while talking to you. You were hopelessly in love with him.

“Lixie I got all the blankets out on the pull out! We can snuggle and watch whatever you want!” You said with a smile.

“Is that why it’s so cold in here? You always make it freezing so ‘we need all the blankets’” he said with a chuckle.

After putting the dishes away you had to swat his hands away when he wanted to wash them. He always had that habit, trying to help you with everything. “Nuh uh, I appreciate it but today’s your birthday” you said pushing him slightly to go to the living room. He chuckled but did as you told him making his way to the couch as you put the dishes in the washer. You found him already cuddled up under the covers, he smiled at you.

“Come on, you got it so cold I need your warmth. I may die!” He whined. He moved the covers letting you take your spot. Slinking his arms around you, laying his head in the crook of your neck. “Mm you smell so good and so warm” he said with a little purr. You snuffled into him toes touching his legs making him jump “stooop you’re cooold” he whined more.

You put on some movie Felix had told you about. Felix couldn’t help but move a bit the way you had your body pressed against him now ass against his slowly hardening cock. He felt his head spin. You could feel his breath on your neck, the way it hitched a bit as you moved to reposition yourself. You could feel him pressed against you. Maybe it was that you had enough of whatever limbo you guys were in. Maybe it was the atmosphere of it being his birthday, having his cock so nicely pressed against you. You couldn’t help yourself your hand found its way to the hem of his pants making him jolt.

You glossed your hand over his hardening cock making him let out a soft whimper. You felt him move himself pushing his hips against your hand. You turned your body not saying anything before dipping under the covers. His eyes went wide, he felt you lower yourself on him. “Y/n-“ he choked out looking down out you, holding the covers up to see you.

“It’s your birthday lixie let me take care of you?” You said softly. And all he could do was nod. He watched as you slowly pulled his pants down letting his cock finally free. It was almost cute however you weren’t expecting how thick he was. He wasn’t big on length terms not small either but what he lacked in length he made up in sheer girth. He was so thick, his tip already leaking pre cum. You licked over his tip making him shake at the sensation. You were quick to take his hand in one of yours before taking him slowly back your throat.

The way his body trembled under you, the way he squeezed your hand and oh boy the way he moaned. It made your core tremble. You could feel yourself becoming wet at just the sound of him. You slowly bobbed your head on his length your other hand coming up to slightly touch his balls. “You- you’re gonna make me- ah ah” he said bucking his hips up cumming without any warning. Well he tried to but it came on so fast he couldn’t even get the words out. You swallowed around him, drinking in everything he had. To your surprise though he was still harder than ever, so you didn’t stop.

You moved your head faster, fondling his balls more. “Fuck y/n” he moaned out taking his other hand to move your hair. When you looked up at him, when you met those glossed over eyes you moaned. The vibrations sending a shock wave through him. He was already close again- fuck he was so close again. Something about bunny hybrids was they had tremendous stamina. They could cum over and over and still keep going.

He watched as you took him all in, if his brain was fuzzy before it definitely was now. Your eyes locked on him as you took him all back, tongue twirling around him. “God I can smell how wet you are” he said his voice low. His hand came under to cup your face pulling you off of him with a pop. “Let me take care of you too?” He said moving your body so he could lean back to touch you.

“But it’s-“ you started to say only to be cut off by him.

“Yeah and I say I wanna feel how drenched you are” he almost growled.

He pulled down your sweats groaning at the fact you didn’t have anything under it. He moved his hand down your stomach before pressing it against your clit. He quickly moved down a little feeling how wet you were. “Mm you’re soaked- fuck” he said softly before pushing his fingers into your needy hole. You moaned finally getting some stimulation to your throbbing cunt. You quickly moved your head back to take him in licking at his tip before slowly taking him back your throat.

He bucked his hips up, his cock head hitting the back of your throat. He felt you clench around him making a low groan come out from deep back his throat. “Y-you like me using that pretty throat of yours?” He asked. You hummed in response, he wanted to chuckle but fuck it was so hot. He moved his hips more fucking slowly into your throat as his fingers explored your folds. “I can’t take it anymore- need- I need to- ah taste you.” He moved his body laying on his back before you could even say anything in response he was pulling your body down on top of him.

He attached his lips to your dripping cunt lapping at every juice that dared to flow past his lips. His hands gripped at your ass and thighs keeping you on his face. Wanting nothing more to be surrounded by your warmth and essence. He ate you out like it was the most tastiest dessert that had ever graced his lips. His tongue darted at your hole fucking it into you. His thrusts into your mouth were becoming more erratic as he chased another orgasm. You were close behind him, feeling your body melt into him. The stings keeping it at by ready to break at any moment.

When he nipped at your clit sucking on it harshly is all it took. The strings snapping cumming in his tongue with a loud moan. His eyes rolled back pushing his cock back your throat one more time before cumming. His cum shot down your throat as you swallowed it once more. He licked your cunt clean not wanting to waste any of the sweetness he had only dreamt about tasting.

He quickly grabbed you, flipping you to your stomach before getting behind you. “Need you- I need you like I need fucking air- please y/n” he whimpered his cock pressing at your core begging for entrance.

“Felix, ah lixie please- fuck me, I’m all yours always been all yours” the words that came from you were almost desperate. You moved your ass back pushing him into you. The sound he let out was almost pornagraphic and the way his hands flung to your hips gripping them tightly.

“Shit-“ he choked out. He took a moment for his head to wrap around what was actually happening however the way you clenched around him he couldn’t help but move. He started off a bit slow still trying to adjust to what was happening but hearing you moan made him lose it. His thrusts were so deep, his thick cock grazing against all your sensitive spots. He pounded into you fucking you like bunnies do. “Shit- shit- gonna- ah I’m fucking c-cuming!” He screamed hands digging into you surly leaving marks.

The hot cum filling you, making him glide in and out even better. He gripped ahold of you pulling you back. He had you on his lap now his chest pressed against your back. He thrusted up into you even harder the new position making him feel even thicker. “Always wanted this, wanted to be burred so deep into you- to fill you full- ah-“ he babbled out. His hand came down to rub your forgetting clit. His master fingers bringing you close to another orgasm.

He was relentlessly, his thrusts so precise but also so sloppy. He left kisses to your neck sinking those bunny teeth into them. He needed to mark you up, needed to let everyone know you were finally all his. You felt your high ready to crash over you this time it felt stronger you knew that feeling from only one time before. Funny enough you were thinking of him that time too, riding your bunny dildo thinking of your best friend. It was the first time you ever squirted and you knew you were gonna do it again.

His other hand came up to grip at your neck softly pulling your had to the side to give him full access to your neck. He sucked purple marks all over leaving a bit indent of those cute little bunny teeth. With one more harsh thrust one more deep bite you were cumming. Felix’s thrusts stuttered as he watched the stream of fluids come from you. Squirting all over the couch body shaking violently. “Ah- ah that’s it fuck- I can’t believe you just- shit!” He groaned against your neck pushing as far as he could cumming deep into you once more.

He wasn’t done yet though, he moved your body once more laying you down on your back before thrusting into you once more. This time more desperate. “T’much” you stuttered out tears pricking at your eyes. You were so sensitive so fucking sensitive. Each thrust made you feel like you were gonna cum again.

“One more angel, please- you can give me one more right? For my birthday? Just one more- need- need to see you cum on my cock. I wanna-“ he panted out. “I wanna see that beautiful face while you cum all over me- please you can give me one more right?”

“Anything- anything for you lixie- you feel so fucking good” you croaked.

“God you feel so good to- so fucking good- you’re so warm so fucking wet- ah you’re all mine- all mine right angel?” His eyes had a gleam in them you’ve never seen before almost animal like.

“All yours! Always have been lixie!” You almost screamed.

He quickly attached his lips to yours kissing you hungrily as he ponded into you. Your hands flung up to his hair pulling him deeper into the kiss. Your hands grazed his ears making him whimper. “Ah- wait don’t” he started today but it was too late. You started to stoke his ears, they were always so sensitive but this was a different kind of sensitive right now. His body shook, he put all his body weight in you. His head in the crook of your neck letting out soft moans and whimpers. You gently pulled on his ears and he lost it.

His thrusted harshly into you feeling his high about to spill once more into you. He pulled away looking down at you. “Gonna-“ he choked out before cumming deep into you for the third time of the night. It was enough to bring you over the edge again cumming with him. He watched your face contort in pleasure feeling you clench so tightly around him.

He leaned himself back down to you cupping your face to kiss you lovingly. He brushed some hair from your face looking tenderly in your eyes. “The best birthday gift I could ever ask for is to just have you as mine” he said sweetly.

“Lix- I love you” you said breathily wrapping your arms around him to hug him tightly.

“I love you to, I love you so much” he said nuzzling back into your neck.

You felt his hips move slightly feeling him hard again. “Seriously?” You said in a jokingly voice.

“Sorry angel, can’t help it. It’s what bunnies do best” he said with a chuckle.

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The corridors were unusually quiet, with only the distant hum of conversation echoing through the stone walls. You had been wandering, lost in thought, when a sharp, unexpected sound reached your ears. A loud, ringing slap followed by a pained cry made your heart leap in your chest. You hurried towards the source, dread pooling in your stomach. As you reached the end of the corridor, your worst fears were realized. Aegon sat on the floor, his tiny body trembling as he let out soft, hiccuping sobs. His silver curls were a tousled mess, sticking to his tear-soaked cheeks, which were flushed a rosy pink from crying. His big, round eyes, were filled with tears that clung to his long lashes before spilling down his face. His little mouth was turned down in a quivering pout, making his whole face scrunch up in a way that was heartbreaking. As soon as he saw you, Aegon let out a desperate little whimper and reached up with his chubby arms, his fingers wiggling for you to pick him up. "P’etty!" he cried out, his voice tiny and filled with the raw, innocent emotion of a toddler who just wanted comfort. "P’etty, up! Up, p’ease!" His words were mixed with hiccups, making his plea sound even more pitiful.

You didn’t hesitate for a second. Scooping him up into your arms, you felt his little body immediately press against yours, his tiny hands clutching onto your gown as though he never wanted to let go. "Oh, my sweet Aegon," you murmured, cradling him close and rubbing soothing circles on his back. "I’m here, darling. I’m here." He looked up at you, his tear-filled eyes filled with a mix of confusion and pain. "M-Mummy... Mummy hit Aegon," he whimpered, his voice trembling as he struggled to make sense of the situation. Aegon snuggled his tear-streaked face into the crook of your neck, his warm breath coming in uneven puffs against your skin as he tried to calm down. "M-Mummy mad..." he whimpered, his voice muffled and shaky. "Aegon not bad... Aegon sowwy, P’etty… sowwy..." His words were so soft and slurred that you had to strain to hear them, each one pulling at your heartstrings. Your heart ached as you gently rocked him back and forth, pressing kisses into his soft, silver curls. "Shh, it’s okay, Aegon. You’re not bad, my love. You’re the best little boy in the whole world," you whispered, your voice full of warmth and reassurance. "I'm here now. No more tears, okay?" Aegon nodded against you, though his little body continued to tremble. His tiny hands, warm and soft, clung to you with surprising strength for someone so small. "P’etty stay with Aegon?" he asked, his voice breaking with a mixture of hope and fear. "No go? P’etty stay?" “I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart,” you promised, squeezing him gently as you rocked him. “I’ll stay right here with you.” Aegon sniffled, his little nose wrinkling as he tried to stop crying. "P’etty love Aegon?" he asked in the sweetest, most tentative voice, as though he needed to hear it just one more time to believe it was true. "More than anything in the whole world," you whispered, feeling your heart swell with emotion. "I love you so much, Aegon. Always." Aegon’s cries slowly began to subside as he snuggled against you, finding comfort in your presence. “P’etty good,” he said softly, his little voice filled with a hopeful trust. “Aegon love P’etty.” Your heart melted at his words. You hugged him tighter, feeling the warmth and love of his tiny frame against you. “I love you too, Aegon,” you said, your voice thick with emotion. “More than anything.” As you gently rocked Aegon in your arms, his little body trembled with the remnants of his sobs. His tear-streaked face was tucked against your shoulder, but you could feel him trying to calm down, clinging to you with his chubby hands. You kissed the top of his head, your heart breaking for the little boy who seemed so lost and sad. "Aegon, sweetheart, can you tell me what happened?" you asked softly, your voice full of concern and love. Aegon sniffled, his big, tear-filled eyes looking up at you, full of confusion and hurt. "M-Mummy… Mummy mad," he whispered, his small voice trembling as he tried to explain. "Aegon want to play… with Mummy… she no no no…" he said as he shake his head left and right.

You nodded gently, encouraging him to continue. "And what happened then, darling?" you asked, brushing a tear from his rosy cheek. Aegon’s lower lip wobbled, and fresh tears welled up in his eyes. "Aegon ask again… and Mummy hit Aegon," he said, his voice breaking as he recalled the moment. His little hands clutched your gown tightly, seeking comfort. "Aegon not bad… Aegon just want to play…" Your heart ached as you held him closer, rubbing soothing circles on his back. "Oh, Aegon, you’re not bad, darling," you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. "You just wanted to play, and that’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong."

Aegon sniffled again, his face scrunching up as he tried to hold back more tears. "M-Mummy said… she said Aegon bad…" he stammered, his voice shaking. "She… she hate Aegon…" The words cut through you like a knife, but you kept your focus on comforting the little boy in your arms. "She said that?" you asked gently, trying to keep your voice steady. "Oh, Aegon, my sweet boy…" Aegon nodded, his small body shaking with fresh sobs. "Aegon don't want Mummy mad… Aegon want her to love him… play with him…" he whimpered, burying his face in your shoulder as he cried. "Aegon want Mummy happy…" Tears stung your eyes as you held him tighter, kissing his silver curls. "Aegon, you are so, so loved," you whispered, your voice full of warmth and reassurance. "You are a wonderful, sweet boy, and it’s not your fault. Sometimes people say things they don’t mean, but that doesn’t make them true. You are not bad, and you are loved more than you can ever know." You held him close, feeling his small body relax in your arms as his tears finally dried. As you began to hum a soft lullaby, Aegon’s eyes grew heavy, and soon he was fast asleep, his little face peaceful and serene against your shoulder. Even in sleep, his tiny hand remained wrapped around your gown, as if to make sure you were still there.

𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 – @naslt @bogbutteronmycroissant @radiantdanvers @dracaryxzs @writtenbyhollywood @danytar

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[buuniebaby]

you and hamzah going round FOR round

NOTHING WITHOUT YOU. 🎀

includes: cute fluff at the start -> turns to v much rough sex. spanking, choking, slight degrading he gets a lil mean.. mentions of semi public sex

wc: 3.4k

back from vacation! hope u all enjoy 💖

there’s an overwhelming aura floating around the crowded house, and it’s draining the life out of you and your boyfriend.

neither of you are really the most social people in general, which is why it probably wasn’t the greatest idea to attend a family get-together with your side - the biggest yappers you know. you think you’re starting to see faces blur together as you continue to awkwardly smile, not paying attention to the conversation you’ve been dragged into.

you feel a wide hand slide just beneath your midriff, and you don’t need to look to know who it belongs too. you’ve already fixated enough on hamzah’s presence: the way he touches you, his smell, his breathing. his proximity makes you calm down a bit, exhaustion beginning to melt off your shoulders.

you shift your attention from the conversation back to your boyfriend, looking up at him from over your shoulder while his arms are wrapped around your waist. he gives you a look of reassurance, and you can tell already that he’s thinking the same thing you are.

“i think we might head out now.” he murmurs, voice soothing and soft. you smile up at him - a way to thank him for saving you from awkward social interactions - a much more genuine smile than the forced one you’ve had this whole time.

after saying your goodbyes, he walks you out with a protective arm around you. he stays like that until you two reach the car, and the subtle touch makes your heart jump to your throat.

he drives, hand softly pressed against your thigh, and you pull small talk out of him. you’ve found that throughout your whole relationship, that he just doesn’t happen to be a big talker. not that he doesn’t want to; he has things to say, he just doesn’t know how to unless you give him the opportunity. It’s the total opposite to how he is on camera, rambling and joking around with martin. he’s told you that he still gets nervous around you sometimes, even after months of dating, meeting your parents and literally moving in together - it’s endearing to you.

it’s a relatively far drive from where the two of you reside. not far enough that you’d ever have to spend the night away or anything, but far enough that you have to pee and he has to get gas. you’re running to the bathroom around the side of the building, and it really looks like you could get a disease or something back here, but your urge to piss is worse than whatever you could possibly be contracting.

you’re reminded how good he treats you when you find your way back to the car, only to see that hamzah’s grabbed you your favorite candy and a dr. pepper.

“thank you, baby.” you smile, genuinely greatful for the way he takes care of you. “so sweet to me.”

���only for you.” is all he replies back, voice deep and soft. you like moments like this, when you do things for each other without thinking. it lets you know he really cares.

his hand stays on your thigh for the entirety of the drive back. you’re arriving back at your place before you know it, fishing the house keys out of your pocket, freezing when you feel his hands run over your shoulder blades, traveling down to your waist. you’ve noticed how touchy he’s been with you all day. he’s been busy the past week, working on podcast stuff and getting the new studio situated - you guys haven’t had sex in almost two weeks. poor boy is probably pent up.

you’re wandering into your shared bed the moment the door is opened, falling into it face-first. hamzah follows you, snuggling in next to you. you feel his palm caress your back softly, feeling up your body.

“been missing you.” hamzah mutters. it’s enough to get you to lift your head off of the bed, unable to tell if he means it in an “i want to fuck you” way or an “i wanna cuddle and watch a movie with you” kind of way.

“hmm?” you say, tilting your head, shuffling to his side of the bed. hamzah eyes you up and down for a second, pursing his lips.

“c’mere.” he mumbles, patting his lap twice. you follow his commands, sitting between his thighs, hands balancing you out on his biceps. “atta girl.” he murmurs under his breath as his hands trace down your body, feeling up your ass specifically.

he’s kissing you before you know it, nothing slow and sweet like he normally is. it’s needy, desperate even, and it makes you feel weak. he’s pulling you as close as he can as your lips press up against each others, pinning you into place.

“missed you really fucking bad.” he says, same comment as last time, but more desperation in it. if it isn’t obvious already, you’ve come to the conclusion that he means it in an “i want to fuck you” way.

a hand creeps down under the softness of your hoodie (actually, his hoodie, which is one of many that you’ve stolen), pushing it up over your head and leaving you in just a lacy bra and nike pro shorts - the ones you know he likes because of the way it shows off your body.

he kisses you again, hard and deep, licking into your mouth like he’s never tasted anything better. he’s pulling away not soon after, one hand on your waist, the other trying to pull your bra off. he’s a little too far gone, struggling to yank it off as fast as he can, so you help him by unclipping it.

he stares as it comes off, groaning at the sight. he loves your tits, you’ve noticed, always taking time to play with them or suck on them like he’s a baby during foreplay. he’s already kneading a hand into one of them, sucking on the other hard enough to bruise. there’s teeth and tongue and it’s messy and wet - exactly how he likes it. you grind your hips against him a little, realizing how hard he’s gotten from just this, and giggle. it gives you an ego boost, how obsessed he is with your body.

“you don’t understand how bad- fuck.” he pauses when your hips meet his again. “how badly i wanted to fuck you.”

“yeah?” you smirk, voice smooth, yet still sounding almost as gone as he is.

“yeah.” he says, gripping onto your waist, slamming your clothed hips down onto his with a groan. “when i was looking at that studio with martin- he had to leave early, and i kept thinking about you.” he rambles, stuttering a bit as you grind into him. “fucking- got so hard- came all over my hand in the bathroom.” he groans. your eyes widen, blushing a little when what he just said hit you. he jerked off.. in public.. to you.

that’s.. really fucking hot.

you’re so turned on and it must show in your face, because hamzah is picking you up already. your instinct is to straddle him, wrapping your legs around him koala-style, but before you can move he throws you down onto the bed. big hands grip your thighs as he spreads your legs apart, pulling down your shorts and panties all in one swoop. he throws the shorts away, but keeps the panties. there’s a pause for a second, and you look up at him, confused.

“wanna make sure you stay quiet.” he mutters, breathy. he gets on top of you, arms pinning you down from each side, and then shoves your thong into your mouth.

fuck.

you can taste yourself on it, dripping with wetness from how badly you want him. he only smirks at you from above, then moves down, face to face with your pussy.

“stay quiet for me, okay?” is all he says before he’s diving in, mouth on your clit. you can’t help but moan at the sinful feeling through his makeshift gag. plus, you know that there might be a consequence to being noisy - which is exactly what you want right now.

his tongue is wide as he laps at your pussy, two fingers entering you before you know it. another loud moan gets him to stop for a second, biting down on your thigh. it’s like a warning, letting you know you’re on thin ice.

he wraps his strong arms around your thighs before he’s lapping up at you again, sucking at your clit while he curls his fingers up into you.

he slaps your thigh this time when you moan, and it only makes you louder - his last straw.

you whimper when he stops and stands up, watching as he pulls down his shorts and takes his cock out of his boxers. he positions his thighs so that they’re surrounding your shoulders, and he rips your panties out of your mouth. he strokes his cock with them for a second, speaking as he does it.

“if you don’t shut the fuck up-“ he pauses, groaning, “I’ll do it for you.”

your eyes widen. he’s getting mean, and you like it.

“mm?” is all you can say, pushing him to get meaner. he throws the panties to the side, then rubs his cock against your lips, now closed. his precum makes them glossy and shiny.

“so now you shut your mouth?” he says, cocky. it’s what he does next that really shocks you - a large hand comes down on your face, slapping you against the cheek.

“fucking open up.” is what he commands, and god you listen. his cock immediately goes all the way down your throat, a hand gripping at your hair.

“made me wait, so fuckin’ long- and this is how you treat me when i finally get to fuck you?” he growls, cock hitting the back of your throat again and again. you’re overwhelmed by the sensation of him using your mouth like it’s your pussy, barely giving you time to pull off and breathe, but god is it hot. his balls slap against your chin with each thrust, nose touching his thick pubic hair.

“fuckin’ choke on it- good girl.” he says, a finger playing with a loc of your hair. you love the way he praises you even when he’s being rough. at the end of the day, you’re still his princess.

his eyes flutter shut, hips stuttering and head rolling back when he cums, filling your mouth and making you choke. he pauses for a minute, cock sensitive, moaning at the feeling of you swallowing. there’s a long string of a spit and cum mixture that trails out of your mouth when he pulls out, coating your chin. he uses his dick to smear it around a little, making a mess. you smile, dizzy.

he stares at you in a haze, placing a soft kiss on your lips - he’s as sweet as he is rough.

“still wanna fuck you,” he whispers in your ear, voice deep and raspy. “until i’m fucking cumming dry.” god, the way he talks to you is so fucking hot.

he’s manhandling you again, flipping you over onto your stomach. you think he gets an ego boost from the way he can just grab you and throw you around. you’re not complaining either, to be fair; it’s hot.

you stick your ass up in the air, arching your back, knowing the sight is gonna turn him on. your thoughts are confirmed when you hear him groan, spreading the cheeks out to see your pretty pussy leak for him. he grabs his cock, sliding the tip against your folds, being careful not to slip in with how wet you are. you look back at him from behind, biting your lip and making eye contact.

“you look like a braindead fucking slut right now.” he says, out of nowhere. it’s dirty, a gross way to talk about you, but god does it make you wetter. he leans down, planting kisses on your neck, before wrapping his hands around your throat.

he’s sliding his cock in while he chokes you, and if your throat wasn’t already cooked from all the face-fucking earlier, it definitely is now. the stretch feels good for both of you; you know by the way he’s already setting a fast pace.

you can barely speak from the way he’s taking your breath away, from both the choking and the way he’s pounding into you, but you manage to choke out a strangled “hit me.”

you’re craving the roughness, and it makes him fucking feral. before you know it a hand is coming down on your ass, smacking you while his hips do the same. he continues until your ass is bright red, taking pride in the way he knows it’s gonna be bruised.

he moves his hand from your ass to your hair, gripping at the ends of it. your head is pulled back, accentuating the arch of your back, and it only makes his pace faster.

your hips are grinding against his, feeling your insides squeeze around him. your clit meets his hips each time he thrusts into you, and god, does it feel good. your vision spots as you feel your pussy flutter around him, and before you know it you’re cumming around his cock.

he pulls out moments after your orgasm, but you know he isn’t done with you yet. he flips you around and kisses you, picking you up by the ass and lifting you into his arms. your legs wrap around him instinctively, kissing him even deeper.

his hands move from your ass to the backs of your thighs, and you’re in awe of how he’s even capable of holding you up like this. you jolt as you feel him slam your back against the wall, and all of a sudden he’s holding you up against it with just a single hand. god, he’s so fucking strong.

he used the other hand to stroke himself (barely) before he pushes his cock back into you, both hands moving to your body. he thrusts into you, pinned up against his wall. his head nuzzles into the crook of your neck, adding more than a few hickies. he likes to claim you like that, show everybody that you’re his. as much as it is scandalous, he fucking loves it when you show up on the podcast or in a video with hickies; he wants everyone to know that you’re his baby.

“h-hamzah,” you whine, overstimulated by the way he fucks your sensitive pussy even after your orgasm.

“yeah baby?” he asks, voice breathy as he thrusts into you, keeping his rapid pace.

“want you to cum inside me- fuck- so ffucking bad. don’t care if you get me pregnant.” you cry out, feeling his dick twitch inside you at his words.

and fuck, that does something to hamzah’s brain. hypothetically, he knows that probably isn’t a good idea, but god does the thought of it make him feel fucking feral. he decides between it for a few seconds in his head, before going with the option of “fuck it, we can get plan b after.”

you feel the drags of his cock inside you slow down, the “plap” sound of his thrusts getting deeper and louder, and suddenly your insides are warm and wet, being filled up by hamzah’s hot cum.

he takes a second to breathe, hands shaking a bit, but doesn’t pull out. you wrap your hands around his neck, keeping yourself upright. he’s already moving, cock still inside you - you give him a confused look as he opens the door and brings you out to the kitchen.

he grabs onto your thighs, picking you up and pulling you off his cock. he sits you right down on the kitchen counter, and suddenly you know exactly what he’s trying to do.

he crouches down onto the floor, getting on his knees. he’s face-to-face with the counter now, and about to be face-to-face with your cunt as he grabs your hips and pulls them to his mouth.

you expect him to dive in again, tear you apart, but he takes a different route. he spreads your lips apart with his fingers, gently thumbing your clit. you watch him, staring at your pussy, still sort of confused, until his cum begins to drip out of you.

he latches on to your pussy, licking at every drop of cum leaking out of you. not only does it feel good, but they way he’s lapping at his cum mixed with your juices is really, really fucking hot. you reach a hand down to your own pussy, rubbing yourself while he eats you out.

he continues until he’s nearly licked you dry and you’ve both settled after the intensity of the last few rounds. he kisses you, softly. it’s different from the rough tone of before, more like a “thank you” kiss.

he rests his head on your shoulder, leaving soft kisses over the deep red hickies he had left before. a soft hand massages your back, and you hear him whisper.

“think you can do one more?”

a blush creeps onto your cheeks at the question. you’ve never gone this long before, but the idea of fucking while still extra sensitive from the overstimulation is a lot more tempting than it should be. you smirk, deciding that you’re up for it.

“as long as you cum inside again.” is all you have to say before he’s lifting you up again, throwing you down onto the couch. he crawls on top of you, placing calloused hands on your small hips.

“all I have to do is touch you, and you’re already sounding so fucking pretty for me.” he mumbles when he hears the soft noises that come out of your mouth. he latches onto your collarbone, leaving more marks before he shoves his face into your titties. he’s such a fucking fiend, it makes you giggle a little.

you buck your hips up, too horny to be embarrassed by the moan you let out from him simply sucking on your nipple. a hand suddenly comes down on your pelvis, hard. you try to roll your hips, but his strong grip keeps you in place.

“gonna fucking break you.” he says, and god you need him more now than you ever have before. you watch him grip his cock in his hand, hard as a rock. your hips roll up for him, and he can’t help but force his cock into you with one big, long thrust.

“fuck- hamzah-“ you say, blood rushing to your head. he’s kept his hand on your lower half this whole time, pushing low on the place where his cock bulges against skin in your stomach, and god he’s so fucking big and it’s so sexy.

he’s pounding into you, fat cock twitching inside you and you can’t help but already feel a burning heat in your stomach, clenching hard around him.

“hamzah!” you nearly scream, the coil snapping in your stomach. you feel yourself drench his dick in your juices, pulsing around him - like a chain reaction, it only makes him cum even harder inside you, spilling his seed into your insides.

he rides out his orgasm, collapsing next to you. heavy breathing, he brushes a hand through his messy curls. he does that thing where he nuzzles his head in your neck again, and you lean into the touch, playing with his hair. you kiss him on the forehead, trying to convey all the love you felt in that moment to him.

he looks up at you, soft. it’s almost submissive; you can see the love in his eyes.

“you okay?” you ask, making sure he’s not dissociating too badly.

he nods. “can I- can- can you kiss me?” he mumbles, causing you to melt a little bit at the softness. you pull him in for a soft kiss, moving slowly. you savor the taste of him in the moment, taking it all in.

“love you.” he mutters as he pulls away. “sorry if i was like- too rough. I don’t wanna actually hurt you, I just like, stop thinking when i get a certain amount of horny, it’s like-“

you cut off his rambling with a kiss, smiling against his lips.

“you’re fine.” you giggle. “it was hot anyways.”

[mountttmase]

Don’t Get Caught

Note - lil bit of cheeky dad Mase to round off our Monday. I hope you’re all good and I hope you enjoy this 🩷 smut has not been smutting for me in a while so let’s see 😂 feedback would be appreciated 😘

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 3k

Warnings - smut

‘So it’s just a shed?’

‘No Mason, it’s not just a shed’ Declan huffed. Annoyed by Mason downplaying his new purchase that he was proudly showing the pair of you around. Not that you could see much as it was dark outside and for the most part his new summer house was just an empty shell bar some cupboards. ‘I’ve got someone coming tomorrow to wire the electrics so the lights work, then I’m getting a tv installed, a mini fridge, like you name and I’ll probably have it, it’s gonna be immense’

‘What does Lauren think of all this?’ You asked, shining your torch round so you could see more of the space but it really was a work in progress right now.

‘She’ll have her section too, don’t worry. And I’m getting her one of those outdoor sofa set things she’s always wanted to go by the hot tub outside, plus a new swing for Jude. They’ll love it’

You were about to ask another question when his phone began to ring, Lauren’s photo flashing up on the screen but the more she spoke the more displeased his face became until he was hanging up with a huff.

‘Ah for fucks sake, Madders has thrown up in the guest room, I need to go and kick his arse’ he sighed, his hand running over his face like he didn’t want to deal with it and you couldn’t say you didn’t blame him as you tried to hold in a laugh.

‘Sounds grim’ Mason chuckled, making his way over to you in the dark and holding you at your waist. ‘We’ll be back in soon, yeah? I just wanna have a look round a bit more’

‘Yeah yeah take your time, I’ll see you inside later’ Dec mumbled before leaving the pair of you alone. Watching him trudge back to the house with his shoulders slumped before you turned to Mason who you could just about make out in the dark.

‘Look round what, Mason? It’s a shed with a counter and a few cupboards’ you asked, turning in his grip and resting your hands on his chest as he pulled you closer and even in the dark you could see his pretty smile.

‘I don’t think Dec would be too happy if he heard you say that’ He laughed and you rolled your eyes playfully. ‘What do you think anyway? Would you like a summer house?’

‘Maybe’ you shrugged. Trying to imagine something similar in your own garden. ‘Would be fun to have movie nights with Ollie in something like this, like we could get blankets and those big bean bags things. Maybe some nice fairy lights so we can get all cozy’

‘You could also use it as somewhere when you need some time away from the boys’ he winked, pulling away from you as he took a better look around and it clicked in your brain that what he meant by it.

‘Oh I see, you just want it for you’ you laughed and he knew he’d been caught out as you heard him try to contain his giggles. ‘Come on, what would you have in here then?’

‘Well I’d get a tv definitely, and I like the idea of a mini fridge…’ Mason started but you didn’t listen to the rest of it. The thought of the three of you all snuggled under a blanket in something similar in your own home made your heart thump and the need to check Ollie was okay washed over you.

Ollie was at home with Lewis, the latter staying for a few days as he had a few appointments with Mason he needed to plan and it was always easier to do it when they were together rather than over the phone. Thankfully he was more than happy to look after Ollie for the evening so you and Mason could go to the joint birthday party that Dec was throwing at his house for the pair of them.

Lewis hadn’t texted and he was under strict instructions not to unless there was an emergency so the pair of you could have some time out, but you missed your little boy and you needed to check on him. Your finger hovering over the call button but before you could press it you felt Masons hands at your waist again.

‘Are you even listening to me?’ He laughed, shaking you slightly until you looked at him and you could tell from the look in his eye he knew what you were doing.

‘Sorry Mase’ you sighed, holding your phone to your chest as he pulled you closer. ‘I just wanted to check in and make sure Ollie is alright’

‘He’s probably asleep baby, Lewis knows what he’s doing’

‘I know, I just wanted to be sure’

‘Hand it over’ he smirked, laying his palm out flat for you to put your phone into but you just shook your head and held it closer to your chest.

‘No Mase it’s fine, I’ll keep it away’

‘Why don’t you turn it off?’

‘Yeah Mase, real sensible’ you laughed, rolling your eyes as you put it back in your bag as Mason placed a kiss on your forehead.

‘Come on, Ollie is fine. I know it’s weird being without him but why don’t we take our minds off it a bit?’ He shrugged, not picking up on the cheeky tone to his voice at the end but you were curious about what he was going to suggest.

‘How?’

‘You wanna play a game?’ He asked, backing you up against the cupboards just behind you and you let him do it until you couldn't move anymore. Your bum hitting the top of the counter and you looked up at him curiously.

‘Depends, what did you have in mind?’

‘A little one I like to call, don’t get caught’ he whispered whilst hiking you up to sit on the counter by your thighs. ‘Never played it before but I thought it might be fun’ he smiled as he squeezed your thighs. ‘I’ve been thinking about it all day’

‘Mason’ you warned but he just smiled and kissed you heavily. Knowing he pretty much always got his way in situations like this and your resolve would crumble soon enough.

‘Come on baby, I know you want to’ he teased before kissing you again and when Mason kissed you like this you knew exactly what it meant. ‘I haven't had you in days and I won’t be able to again for a while’

He was right. He’d been away for a few days for a game and tomorrow he’d be off again for a training camp so tonight was really the only time you had to be physical. You just thought it would come later on when the pair of you were in bed not outside in the middle of Decs new purchase.

‘You know I’ll make it worth your while, baby’ he whispered. Lips ghosting your jaw before he playfully bit your earlobe and when his kisses started to travel down your neck you felt your body turn to jelly.

‘Won’t everyone be able to see?’ You asked, looking towards the floor to ceiling sliding glass doors that were just to the right of you and you gulped nervously.

‘We can barely see each other, gorgeous. Don't worry I won’t let anyone see you, you’re for my eyes only yeah?’

‘Okay’ you whispered. Letting him kiss you again as you gave into his desires as in this moment you wanted him just as much.

‘I’m gonna make you feel so good you’ll forget your own name, pretty girl’ he whispered against your lips and even though his sentiment made you smile you knew he meant it. When Mason had had a bit to drink his mouth tended to run away with him and when you were being intimate it was no different. This version of Mason liked to talk you through it. To pull the strings and tease you into oblivion until you were a mess beneath him and you knew if he got his way tonight you’d be in for a wild ride

Before you knew it, you felt his fingers trail over your thighs and under your dress. Gripping your bum so he could pull you forward and rest you just on the edge of the counter but thankfully it wasn’t very wide and you were able to lean back and rest against the wall as his fingers danced over the front of your underwear.

‘You can’t tell me you don’t tell me you don’t want this, you’re dripping for me’ he growled, fingers circling just where you needed them over your underwear and it only took a beat for you to start grinding your hips to meet his movements. ‘See, there we go. You know exactly what to do don’t you?’

You let him tease you a little while longer as he kissed you roughly but soon enough he was finally pushing your dress up higher and gripping the top of your underwear so he could pull them from your legs. The cold air hitting you and making you hiss before you could just about make out him stuffing the black lace into his back pocket.

‘Hands on my shoulders baby, need you to hold on tight yeah?’ He told you, hearing him pull down the zip on his trousers and shuffle his boxers about just enough to free himself and you clenched around nothing in anticipation of what you were about to do.

As soon as you felt his tip pushing against your entrance his lips were on yours. Swallowing your moans as he eased himself into you slowly but you were surprised about how easy it was since there was no foreplay involved and you were just getting straight down to business.

He still took his time though. Moving slowly in and out of you so you could both adjust and the small whimpers and moans falling from both of your lips just egged the other on until your brain was foggy with pleasure.

‘Remember when we first met, you told me you were a good girl’ he spoke against your lips before kissing along your jaw softly. ‘I’m not so sure i believe you anymore’

‘I’m a good girl for you’

‘And only me, right?’ he sighed, resting his forehead on yours as he kept his pace steady. ‘You’re mine, and you’re always gonna be mine’

‘Masey’

‘What is it baby? What does my good girl want?’

‘Harder please’ you whimpered, wanting him to lose control a little bit as you knew he was holding back until you were comfortable but you were ready to have all of him now.

‘Yeah? You think you can take it’ he asked, hands grabbing your wrists so he could tug them away from his shoulders and before you knew it he had your wrists crossed above your head. Holding them together with one hand so they were against the wall whilst his other hand gripped your waist to hold you still. His hips picking up pace just like you wanted him to and you let a loud moan slip past your lips.

‘So fucking innocent but just look at you. Begging for me like this’ he growled, his words making your tummy flip but you couldn’t answer as he moved his hand to rest on your lower stomach before applying a little pressure. You knew he could feel himself inside of you from the profanities that were falling from his lips but the new sensation had rendered you speechless as your eyes rolled back in your head.

‘You love that I’m fucking you in here don’t you, I bet you want the whole world to see’ he grunted. His thumb now moving back to circle over you as he still applied pressure to your tummy and you almost screamed from how good you felt. ‘Want everyone to know how good I give it to you and how good you can take it’

‘Mase, please’ you cried, so overwhelmed with everything he was giving you that they were the only two words you could remember right now but he just carried on snapping his hips back and forth deliciously.

‘Thats it, say my name. Tell everyone who’s making you feel this good’

You felt Masons hand move away from you, giving you a bit of needed relief as you felt like you were about to explode but you saw him reaching into the back pocket of his jeans until he pulled out his phone.

‘Mase? W-what are you doing?’

‘Shhhh it’s okay. I just need it, need to remember what you feel like when I’m away next week’ he stuttered. ‘My eyes only, remember? You trust me?’

‘With everything’ you whispered back. Recording each other was something you’d never done before but you couldn’t deny the idea made your tummy flutter and you did trust him. He was your husband and the father of your child after all but even though this new idea scared you slightly it also thrilled you.

‘Good girl’ he chuckled, smiling as he placed a reassuring kiss to your lips, promising again it was just for him before he pointed the camera down to where the pair of you met started to record himself slipping in and out of you. The whole act turning you on more than you thought it would and the moans that left your lips were sinful.

‘Look at you, can’t get enough can you?’ he whispered, looking up to see his face slightly illuminated from the light on his phone and the first thing you noticed was how wild his eyes were. ‘You feel so unreal’

‘Masey, I’m so close’

‘I know gorgeous’ he whispered. Shutting his phone off so you were both in darkness again and his free hand returned to your waist to hold you still. ‘I need you to hold it for me though yeah? Just for a minute, okay?’

‘Mase’

‘I know I know, I’ll make it worth your while though, I promise’ he told you. Finally lowering your arms back onto his shoulders so he could get a better grip on you and your fingers got lost in his hair as he rested his forehead on yours again. ‘Just wait for me, yeah?’

‘Okay’ you whimpered. Trying your best to hold off but it was difficult and the way Mason was moaning into your mouth didn’t make it any easier.

‘That’s my girl’ he grunted, eventually hiding his face in your neck so he could focus on reaching his high but as the seconds went on you felt like you were about to explode as his lips connected with your sweet spot.

‘Go on baby, let go for me’ he told you, keeping his pace steady until your high rippled through you. Letting him continue to talk in your ear until he was softly biting your shoulder as he came undone himself.

It was quiet for a few moments, just the sound of your breathing mixed together as you caught your breath with your heads hidden away from each other but soon enough he was looking back up at you with a shy smile on his face.

‘That video, I can delete it if you want me too. I just got caught up in the moment I’m not sure what came over me’ he chuckled. Tucking some stray hairs behind your ear before kissing your forehead softly.

‘No it’s okay, you can keep it. As long as it gets hidden somewhere’

‘Really? You don’t mind?’

‘Well I prefer the thought of you watching me rather than random people on a weird website’ you laughed, cupping his jaw so you could place a gentle kiss on his lips before he quickly grabbed his phone again.

‘It’s gone straight into my hidden, yeah?’ He showed you, using the Face ID to show you its new home and you blushed as you caught sight of the multiple pictures of you in your underwear he also kept in that folder. ‘Under lock and key along with all my other naughty photos of you’

‘You’re terrible’ you laughed, your breath catching as he finally slipped out of you but he was quick to kiss you again before he readjusted himself and did his trousers back up.

‘And you are the love of my life. Thank you for playing along’

‘Let’s just hope Dec doesn’t find out what we’ve done’ you laughed, letting him help you down onto the floor as he adjusted your dress but your legs were still shaky for your high and you had to grip Mason’s arm for support. ‘Can I have my underwear back now?’

‘I’ll think about it’ he winked and with one final kiss you made your exit and rejoined the rest of the party.

[klausysworld]

Do u think u could make something where Klaus after he's become the hybrid goes round innocent readers house and reader just has like 2 or 3 massive dogs like Rottweiler, great Dane, Newfoundland, a breed like that, like, how would he be with that after he'd recently unlocked his wolf side and he's just like, really territorial over reader then the dogs become more territorial over reader, just something along those lines.ALSO, if this doesn't make sense then I'm really sorry and I love your writing❤

They’re Just Puppies!

Y/n didn’t ever have Klaus round her house, she said that it was too small and that he wouldn’t like it. Klaus told her it was ridiculous and if it belonged to her then he would love it but she continued to refuse.

Begrudgingly he let it go.

Until of course he unlocked his wolf side. Once his beast was in control, he was able to smell the other canines on her. His wolf did not like that at all. So naturally he would rub as much of his scent on her as possible, ensuring that any being with a nose would be able to smell him everywhere.

She never questioned it and just enjoyed the affection, she would snuggle against him and bask in his warmth.

But then as soon as she got home, her dogs would become confused and alarmed by the smell of another animal on her and would ensure to clean the scent off as best they could.

To Klaus’s wolf this was a competition, whoever or whatever was marking her was challenging him and he didn’t take it lightly.

He made sure to have her on him all the time, sat on his lap or held in his arms. He would have her dress in his clothes and would insist she kept them.

Y/n remained oblivious to the territorial nature of Klaus’s behaviour, she hadn’t been in a relationship before and assumed everyone was as protective and possessive over their lover like he was. So she fed into it and happily and would wrap herself up in his henleys, she’d shower at his house and use his soap like he told her to and snuggled up in his sheets so that every inch of her skin smelt of him.

Klaus was glad at her willingness, it eased his mind but he would still smell the dogs on her and he couldn’t distinguish if it was wolf or your average pet. A brief wondering of her being a werewolf passed his mind but she was far too docile and sweet to have ever killed someone. Even if her wolf side were dormant he couldn’t imagine her ever unlocking it and he didn’t want her to unless she absolutely had to. No he’d make any kills necessary for her so that she may remain innocent.

Her innocence made her so easy to love, she just wanted to be with him and curl up in his hold. When he was angry she would just hug him and apologise for things that weren’t her fault and she would defend his actions with everything she had. Klaus in return would ensure that not an ounce of harm should ever come to her. She didn’t deserve any suffering.

The only time her innocence became slightly frustrating was when Klaus tried to insinuate anything sexual. To begin with his hints and touches weren’t acknowledged at all but gradually he made himself more clear and introduced her to new feelings.

His wolf especially loved to push her limits, loved to claim her as his own and fill her with his love.

After a while, Klaus managed to convince Y/n to let him come to her house.

When she opened the door, three big Rottweilers were immediately all over her. Klaus’s wolf let out a low growl as she giggled and stroked the dogs, calling them all ‘good boys’. Those two words made his wolf snap, he pulled her back into his arms and pressed himself tightly against her. She laughed and look up at him with a smile.

“They won’t bite, they’re gentle really I promise” she told him, unaware of the way they all bared their teeth at Klaus.

Their mouth shut as soon as she turned to them and a flow a whined left them, their tails wagging as they begged for her attention.

She pulled away from Klaus making him frown. She proceeded to lead her dogs to the kitchen and fill their bowls but they were more interested and getting Klaus’s scent off of her skin.

The hybrid did not like this at all. He flashed his golden eyes at one of the dogs which resulted in one of them growling threateningly and biting ur teeth at him. Y/n told the pet off and apologised with a confused tone. “People don’t really come over so maybe he just doesn’t like you in the house” she murmured, stroking the dogs head lovingly making Klaus’s wolf whimper.

Eventually he had her away from them and instead pressed against the couch.

The Rottweilers stayed on the floor, a serious of quiet growls sounding from them as they watched Klaus push his tongue into Y/n’s mouth. She would whine and moan softly, her legs wrapping around him and hands in his hair. Klaus would glance at the dogs every now and then, his gaze threatening and deliberate as he rubbed his hands against her body.

His mouth attacked her neck next, purposefully making those dark marks that ranged from red to blue along her neck. Y/n whimpers his name on repeat, her fingers tugging his curls desperately.

Eventually one of her pets got frustrated enough and came over, growling and snapping its teeth at Klaus.

Immediately he snarled back and pulled away, letting his hybrid features take over his face.

“Klaus!” Y/n gasped “stop, they’re puppies” she cried, pushing him off and letting one of her Rottweilers jump on beside her. Klaus’s jaw clenched as he watched her hug and kiss the animal of the head, smiling and whispering to him.

“That is not a puppy” he grumbled and she looked up at him sadly

“You don’t like him? Any of them?” She asked quietly, and Klaus’s expression changed. Would she leave him if he didn’t get on with the dogs?

“I- not yet! But maybe, I just don’t know them” he cleared his throat and reached out to pet the dog only for it to grab his hand with its teeth.

“He’s just playing, come on drop” she commanded and the dog let go of his hand, happy to get praise and pets from Y/n. Klaus narrowed his eyes but smiled when she looked his way. Silently he pulled her into his lap and hummed

“How about we go upstairs?” He proposed and she nodded

“Sure, now?” She asked

“Mhm definitely” he mumbled whilst picking her up and quickly taking her upstairs and into her room. He dropped them both onto her bed and crawled on top of her with a soft sigh of relief. The moment was short lived as all three dogs jumped up beside them, laying down on her bed and wagging their tails knowingly.

Klaus groaned and laid on top of her, squishing her and making her giggle. “What’re you doing” she whispered and he mumbled

“Do they have to be in here?”

“They sleep here” she told him with the tilt of her head

“I know sweetheart but currently I don’t plan on sleeping right now love. We can let them in…later” he moaned and she sighed

“Fine but…they’ll cry”

“Doesn’t bother me” he replied easily

“Okay” she whispered as she moved from under him and ushered her boys out of her room and shut the door. Klaus grinned and tackled her back to bed, kissing her all over and pulling the covers over them. Y/n let out a giggle and pressed her lips to his.

Just as Klaus’s hands got to her panties, the handle of the door went. Y/n tensed and Klaus’s head shot up. He look in the direction only to find the Rottweilers stood in the doorway, tails wagging and tongues hanging.

“Why didn’t I see that coming?” Klaus uttered to himself, staring blankly at the animals and wondering how he would figure this out.

[eddiesxangel]

Hey, Mr. Claus🎅🏻 | Santa!Eddie x Reader

Holiday Prompt Party hosted by @allthingsjoeq and @bettyfrommars 🥰

Prompt: You can tell that the mall Santa is a babe under that beard, and you decide to get closer to investigate.

CW: This is loosely based on a TikTok I saw. Flirting and fluff.

WC: 1.4k

“Santa! Santa!” Your three-year-old nephew tugged your hand as he ran towards the man in red walking towards you.

“Yeah, buddy, Santa!” You smiled as he tugged you closer and closer just before his hand slipped from yours and charged the man dressed up in a fake white beard, red and white fluffy hat and suit, headed in your direction.

“Christopher! You get back here right now!” You yell as you chase after him through the halls of the busy mall. He doesn’t listen to you. He completely ignores you as he runs into the arms of the mall Santa. You watch as Santa opens his arms wide and embraces the little boy with a big smile, not seeming bothered by the little boy who has just tackled him.

If you weren’t so worried, it would be the most darling thing you’ve witnessed this year.

“Ho ho ho, who do we have here?” You heard the very fake, deep voice addressing you and your nephew.

“I’m chwistopho!” Your nephew shrieks as he gazes up at the fake bearded man.

"Now, Christopher, you know running away from your mommy isn't nice. She looked very worried; he crouched down to his level. Giving you a little wink. His brown eyes were memorizing and took you aback as you approached the two of them. He was much younger than any Santa you've ever encountered before. His nose was flushed red as if he had put on blush to make it look cold. His eyes were rimmed with white eyeliner, making them more cartoonish and round. He also had black lines where crowss feet would be if he was older.

“That’s not my Mommy! That’s my Auntie!” He giggles like Santa is the silliest man on earth.

"Ho ho ho! I am so silly, of course, I knew that wasn't your Mommy! I know all the children of the world and their parents; I was testing you! Good lad." The cute young mall Santa chuckled.

“Come on buddy, Santa is on his break for his milk and cookies, we don’t want to bother him anymore. You don’t want to get on the naughty list.” That caught his attention really quick.

“I’ve been a good boy!” He protested while snuggling into Santa’s fluffy suit.

“I know you’ve been a good boy. I’ll be visiting your house. Don’t you worry!” Santa exclaimed as he picked up your nephew in his arms.

“See, little bear, don’t worry, Santa had your back.” You wink.

"Don't you worry either" Santa addressed you now. "I'm sure you're on my nice list as well." Was Santa flirting me you?

You couldn't help but feel your cheeks heat up as Santa passed your nephew back with open arms.

"What do we say to Santa?" You asked the little boy in your arms.

"Thank you!" He squealed as he blew a kiss to the not-so-old man.

Christopher let you know he was so excited to tell his mom and dad how he met Santa today and that you were the best auntie ever!

"You also tell him that he owes me one when we get you home. Okay, buddy?” You tell Christopher as you walk away from the mall Santa; wishing you got to speak to him more. He rambled on so much as you walked back to the exit, that you didn't get a proper chance to say goodbye to Santa.

You still couldn't get the cute young Santa out of your head the following day. You thought about him all night, replaying how adorable the interaction had been between Christopher and him. So you decided to go back to the mall today and see if you could find him.

You found the line to take pictures with Santa in the middle of the mall, it wasn’t hard to miss because the lineup for it was outrageous. You hoped they were paying him well, there were way too many kids here. You rounded the corner to the back of the line and hoped this was worth it.

After going back and forth with yourself on what you would say to him, you’d chickened out a few times before hyping yourself back up. Before you knew it you were next in line after forty-five minutes of absolute self-torcher.

As you examine the man in the big red suit, you observe how tired he is until his eyes lock on you. He immediately fixes his posture, his smile seems more genuine, and his big doe eyes brighten.

You take a deep breath and walk up with all the fake confidence in the world, knowing you look weird without a kid.

"Ho ho ho, have a seat, Sugar Plum and tell Santa what you want for Christmas!" He patted his knee with a white-gloved hand.

You tentatively go to sit on his knee and wrap an arm around his shoulder while he wraps around your waist in a tight grip.

"Hi," you meekly smile.

"Hi, Snow Angel." He smiled brightly. You can see his straight white teeth smile through the god-awful fake beard.

"Now, what is it you want for Christmas." Santa, aka Eddie, scolded himself for having to keep up the dumb act while the prettiest girl he's ever seen is willingly here in his lap.

"What I want for Christmas is to see if you're really as cute as I think you are under all of this." you gesture to his get-up. "Do you think I deserve that? I am on the nice list; after all." You playfully bat your eyes hoping you are not making a fool of yourself.

Santa Eddie chuckled. "I think that can be arranged. I'll have my Elves on that one straight away!"

“Great, call me.” You slip him a small paper with your name and phone number. But not before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before popping up from his lap, and methodically swaying your hips a little hoping he would stare at your ass and you walked away.

Eddie couldn’t believe what just happened. He picked up a girl dressed in a fake beard and a smelly tacky red getup. And not just any girl. The girl from yesterday with the bright eyes and beautiful smile. He would be lying if he’d said he hadn’t wished he got your name yesterday.

It was hard to get it together after you’d flustered him. He called for a fifteen-minute break after you had left because he needed to collect himself.

He examined your handwriting; he thought your loopy scrawl was cute. He smirked at the little hearts you drew at the corner. And couldn’t wait for his shift to be over to call you.

Eddie called around 8:00pm that night. You discovered his name was Eddie, not St.Nicholas, Kris Kringle, or Mr. Claus. His normal voice was hot, and you were nervous to see what he looked like. He asked to meet for coffee on Saturday at noon between being flirty and funny, and you couldn’t wait.

Eddie called you every day for the next 3 days until Saturday. You were nervous but excited to see Eddie’s proper form.

You had gotten to the cafe at 11:53am. You sat in the parking lot until 11:59am and gathered the courage to leave your car. You scanned the room until you saw a pair of brown eyes you couldn’t ever forget. Your breath hitched as he waved and stood up from the booth he reserved for the two of you.

He wasn’t what you expected; honestly, you hadn’t known what to expect, but he was hot. Eddie was way hotter than you anticipated. Like really really hot. His hair was a lot longer than you expected, and he wore a black leather jacket over a black band shirt you didn’t recognize, black jeans and black boots. As he came closer, you saw he had painted his nails black and accessorized with chunky silver rings. He had a five o’clock shadow and had a bit of white liner still rimming his water line he probably couldn’t wash off.

“Hey,” he smiled and pulled you into a hug. His body was bigger than yours, and he smelled so good. It was much better than the dusty old suit he wore when you met him.

“Hi, Santa,” you smile.

“Careful, Sugar Plum; I know the big guy and can get you kicked off the nice list if you keep up that teasing.” He playfully points as you take a step closer.

“Who says I wanna be on the nice list? Maybe I like being naughty.” You smirked while playing with the collar of his shirt.

“Oh ho ho, I knew I would like you,” he laughed.

“Pack it in Santa. I’m here for Eddie.” You raise onto your tip toes to kiss his cheek.

Eddie guided you to the booth, and you couldn’t believe you were on a date with the mall Santa Claus…

Read a smutty part 2 here

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3am

[REQUEST] could you maybe do something like Spencer x famous!reader (I would say maybe actress) where just as Spencer was getting off of work she was away shooting and comes home at like 3 in the morning all stressed and things and spencer calms her down and it's just really cute and fluffy. @thenerdthatwrites

A/N: i added some fluffy smut cause why not?

warnings: they're madly in love and very handsy, needy smut, no condoms (creampies) lots of fluff

word count: 1970

When Spencer finally rounds the corner to his street, he can see someone parked out front of his apartment. When he gets a little closer, he sees his girlfriend unloading a few bags from the trunk and he sprints. He drops his own bag once he’s near her and calls out her name, “What are you doing home?” 

“Spence,” she rushes to embrace him. She wraps her arms around him and buries her face in his neck, breathing in his familiar scent that she’s missed so much these last few weeks. “They sent me home, the writer's strike is still going strong and we don’t have anything to film without new pages.” 

He was so happy to get to hold her again, it's been a few months since he last saw her in person and his heart ached for her. This was the best surprise after a hard case, “I missed you.” 

“I missed you,” she coos. “Why are you only getting home now? It’s like 3 in the morning?” 

“Our case finished and we don’t really have a good budget this year so if we don’t need to stay in hotels we won’t,” he explains as he pulls back, but his hands stay on her hips, he has to touch her to make up for all the time they spent apart. He’s such a lover of physical touch, he won’t let her go for the rest of the night if he doesn’t have to. 

“Ma’am,” the drive cuts into their reunion. “Everything is unpacked, are you okay if I leave?” 

“Oh, yeah, thank you so much again for the ride home,” she says while digging into her pocket for a tip. She hands the man twenty dollars and he takes it with a smile. 

“Have a good night,” he offers. 

“You too!” 

And then it’s just them, all their bags and the cool night breeze to keep them company. “Do you want help bringing this all up?” 

She nods, “Please, I thought I was going to have to do it alone.” 

The two of them carry all her bags up 2 flights of stairs to their second-floor apartment, they place them by the door before they lock it right back up. Spencer reaches for her hand and she takes it gladly, he leads her down the hall to their bedroom that’s felt way too much like just his these last few months. They keep the lights off, she pushes his suit jacket off his shoulders and he lets it drop to the floor. She unbuttons each and every button of his dress shirt and frees his chest so she can run her fingers over his warm skin and then he takes her hands in his again. He twirls her around and presses a kiss to her shoulder as he unzips her dress. 

His kisses moved along her shoulder and up to her neck, and then right under her ear, “Why’d you fly back looking so pretty?”

“The paparazzi knew I was coming back,” she can’t help but laugh. She turns around in his grip to look at him again, “Come on pretty boy, get out of your clothes, I wanna cuddle until the sun comes up.” 

“Just cuddle?” He teases, pushing her dress straps off her shoulders and watching it drop to her hips. 

She smirks, “Maybe more…” 

“Okay,” he doesn’t mind either way. Just getting to hold her is going to be everything to him after 3 months of being away from each other. 

Once all their clothes are gone, she searches his drawer for a big t-shirt and slips it on and the two of them crash into their big bed together. He just holds her, she snuggles into his chest and lets out the deepest sigh in the world. She’s missed this so much. Being close to him, knowing he’s safe, the way he rubs her skin and kisses her head… but she also misses the sound of his voice in person. 

“What was the case about?” 

“Another freak with mommy issues killing women who look like her,” he says as if it’s nothing new. He’s so over it. “I don’t really want to talk about it… what episode did you get to before they sent you home?” 

“Episode 9,” she doesn’t sound happy about it. “They have to find a way to add a time jump now because Sandy’s pregnant and whenever we come back she’s going to be either heavily pregnant or away with the baby so they’ll have to write that in or write her out. And like, I love the writers, I really support them with all this, I just don’t know if the show will survive it after this season.” 

“That’s okay, you can audition for more stuff, you’re amazing, someone will hire you,” Spencer encourages, his hand gently caressing her arm in a soothing motion. He kisses the top of her head, “I know it’ll all work out.” 

“I love you, you know that?” 

He nods, “I love you, too.” He cups her face gently and draws his fingers down her cheek so he can take her chin in his hands and redirect her to look at him. 

She takes it one step further and sits in his lap, she holds his face right back. The streetlights shining through the window are enough to ignite the room in a soft amber glow, he looks so pretty like this. And he’s thinking the same about her. He brushes his thumb over her bottom lip, adoring that pout that made her famous in the first place, “you’ve been home how long and you still haven’t kissed me yet?” 

She giggles again, “you wanna kiss me until the sun comes up?” 

He nods while leaning in, and their lips collide, finally. He’s really home now. He’s so tender and soft with her, she runs her fingers through his hair and heats up the kiss with the tug of his luscious locks. His free hand wraps around her waist and slips under her t-shirt so he can feel even more of her. 

She pulls back just enough to break the kiss and reach for the hem of said shirt, she tosses it back off, “I don’t know why I even put this on,” she admits with a smile. “You still up for more?” 

He nods, “Always.” 

He carefully rolls them over so she’s laying against the pillows, her legs part so he has a place to rest between them and she cups his face once again, “god, I missed you…” 

“Maybe I’ll come out to California with you next time?” He offers, lightly tracing his finger down her arm, he stares at her like she’s the only woman in the whole world. “I hate being away from you that long.” 

He finally leans in again, kissing her cheek and down her neck, he presses himself against her, and their hot skin finally meets. 

“My apartment isn’t big enough for your book-buying habit,” she teases him, arching her neck so he has more space to kiss. She closes her eyes because it feels so good, her hands travel over his shoulders and to his back, her legs wrap around his hips, trapping him there. 

He laughs against her skin, “Yeah, I don’t think I’ll have much time to read if we’re together all the time again.” 

“Maybe I can convince them to hire you as my love interest, then we can do this literally all the time,” she can’t stop making little jokes when in reality, she’s not kidding. She wants to do this all the time. 

Truth be told, he wouldn’t mind that either, “too bad I can’t act…” his kisses go even further south and a hand comes up to palm her breast, “plus,” he looks up at her through his lashes, “I rather not show the world how much I love you, that’s just for you.” 

“Show me,” she whispers, enticing him to stop teasing and take this all the way. 

He sits up, kneeling between her legs which she now has bent, feet firmly planted on the mattress. She lifts her hips so he can peel her out of her underwear, he gets them off and tosses them to the floor quickly. His hand cups right under her left knee, he rubs his cheek against her thigh and then replaces the friction with kisses that lead all the way down to where her underwear once lay. She reaches out for his hair again, she pulls him forward and away from what he really wants to do, “We have all day tomorrow to fool around, I need you inside me like yesterday, babe.” 

“Okay,” he laughs, making sure to kiss her lower belly just once before he gets back onto his knees and pushes his boxers down.

He’s quick to hover over her again, she reaches down between them and helps him angle himself at her entrance. Their lips collide again as he starts to slip inside, whatever he thought about really being home when they first kissed is a lie. This is home. This is where he should always be. And she’d have to agree. She holds him close, gripping his back as the kiss deepens and his hips start to thrust. 

It's exhilarating to be back in his arms, to have him inside of her, for the pleasure she’s feeling in the middle of the night to come from him and not something she plugs into the wall… she savours every kiss, every time their skin touches, each thrust and pulse and moan and feeling she feels when they’re together. She loves him more than anything on this earth and he loves her just the same, if not more. She’s his everything. 

When things start to get more intense, the kiss breaks so he can rest his forehead against hers and reach between them to thumb at her clit, bringing her just as close as he is. “This what you wanted?” He teases, seeing just how flustered she is with each heavy breath. 

“Yeah,” is all she can muster. “Missed this.” 

“Mmm, me too,” he mumbles, he kisses her cheek over to her ear and then buries his face in her neck so he can fuck her harder. His free hand slips underneath her, gripping the small of her back, making her arch just a bit so he can hit that wonderful spot that makes her scream. 

“Spence, Spence, please, oh my god, Spence,” she whines, right there on the edge, just waiting for him to fill her up. 

“Cum with me, sweetheart,” he gives in to her please and with that permission, she lets go.

He physically feels her body tense and then release, her cunt flutters around him, sucking him in deeper as her body falls deeper into the mattress. With just a few more thrusts, Spencer is rutting into her with his face buried into her neck. He finishes with a whine, breathing heavily he pumps her full of cum and stills, dropping his whole body weight onto her. 

She wraps herself around him again, running her fingers through his hair and down his back in a soothing, calming motion. “My god, I love you.” 

He just laughs, fucked out and feeling high on her. “I love you more.” 

“Mmm, nope, I love you most,” she teases, kissing his temple she hugs him tighter as if they could possibly get any closer. 

“Okay,” he lets her win. 

He’s tired now, his eyes are heavy and she’s so comfortable like this. He just snuggles in and she lets him, they can deal with everything later. For now, they’re content like this. Happily together again, madly in love, with all the time in the world to just be. 

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[dollsexua]

Focus on the movie

Recently I’ve been thinking about watching a movie with my bf and his friends.

it’s cold so we’re all snuggled up on different sofas, covered in thick blankets. It’s dark, the tv is on…a horror movie playing (annihilation if you’re wondering which one)

and of course my bf and I are hugging each other under the blanket, it’s innocent at first. apart from my adamant need to be the big spoon…for some reason.

I start by trailing my fingers along his arms and chest and nestling my face into his neck. he looks back at me and smiles, but still thinks nothing of it, as I am always this affectionate right?

When the movie gets particularly interesting and I know everyone’s eyes are on the screen, that’s when I really take advantage. I slide my cold hands under his t-shirt, causing him to jolt in surprise.

he immediately twists around to look at me. ‘princess..what are you doing? my friends are right there!’ I can feel his face burning up, his embarrassment obvious.

‘do you want me…to stop?’ I whisper in his ear.

he doesn’t reply instantly, but as I await his response I slide my hands further up his chest and run my fingers over his nipples. knowing how sensitive he is.

he can’t help but let out a little moan before replying ‘no. please don’t stop’.

I shush him, reminding him that If he gets caught he will be the embarrassed one, not me.

this is where the real fun starts. I start by kissing his neck and ears, my hands still on his chest teasing where he is most sensitive. his frustration builds quickly, as he is already pushing back into me.

‘please touch me, more’ he begs.

I ignore him, knowing my silence will drive him even more crazy.

That’s when I feel a hand of his try to unzip his pants. I bite his ear in retaliation. He is obviously shocked by this as his whine of arousal is not quiet, in the slightest.

The friend nearest to us looks over. by then I have completely removed my hands and am feigning ignorance as punishment. the friend turns his head back to the screen ahead.

when I’m certain no one is looking I pull his head back by his hair and ask ‘do you want everyone to know what a needy little slut you are?, is that what this is about?’

I feel him go slack underneath me, almost as if to say he will no longer misbehave.

So I treat him. I unbuckle his pants and pull out his already throbbing length. I can tell he is resisting the urge to fuck himself silly with my hand.

So cute he is, trying to be a good boy for me. Trying to keep his impatience at bay. slowly I move my thumb over his tip, already leaking with precum.

He takes a sharp inhale of air and puts his own hand over his mouth.

I can barely contain my own excitement, I love seeing how helpless he gets from the slightest touch

I pleasure him faster, his hips bucking into my hand, I can hear his desperate shallow breaths. His head is leaning back into me, his eyes rolled back into his skull.

‘are you having fun baby?’ I ask. he can only shudder in response, he is obviously close..I twist my hand around his tip, twice for good measure.

and then I let go, with a smirk on my face.

he spins round to face me. ‘Why’d you stop?!’

And as my smile gets bigger and bigger I reply, ‘I’m watching the movie darling. so should you. don’t move or make a mess, you didn’t think I’d let you finish did you?’

I mean what did he expect. How uncouth and impolite to cum all over his friend’s blanket. After they so kindly invited us for a movie night. I would never allow that.

plus annihilation is a really good movie..

[tan1shere]

Clover

Ellie Williams x female reader

Warnings - none ! Pure cute fluff , maybe mentions of slight gore ?? Also don't take the medical stuff too seriously 😭 || masterlist

It was such a beautiful sunny day for patrol, nice and warm. You and Ellie were heading out on your route, clearing anything unwanted. Which wasn't much today, thankfully. You two came across this old hotel, it wasn't big or fancy but there were some secrets hidden in the depths of it. You split from one another for a second, grabbing any supplies, making sure it's all safe. When suddenly you hear whimpering. And you knew you heard it, your hearing was impeccable. Your eyes squint with confusion. Moving around to find the sound. It got louder when a loud gasp emerges from your lips.

Ellie heard that, she'd train her ears too. Always listening to make sure you were safe. She's then by your side in an instant. "What?? What's going-" He words cut short when she sees what you're seeing. It was a frightened little puppy, what looked to be a puppy. There was no truly telling if so. You approached it slowly. "Hi little buddy." It anxiously backs up. "I'm not going to hurt you I promise." You say so softly, sitting on the hard floor. The pup gets up and makes its way over to you, limping. Your heart absolutely aches for the poor thing.

"Oh my god Ellie he's injured." You say looking at its back leg and genitals to make sure you get the gender right. "He's so cute we should take him back." She looks at you both. "Its quite a long way babe, you think he'd make it that far?" You look at him, he looks so scared. "I can carry him if he let's me. I must save him I can't leave him." She nods at you, knowing you weren't going to take no for any answer and leave him behind. You felt like crying at this poor puppy. You just wanted to help him in any way possible.

She smiles and nods at you, offering to help aswel. You slowly inch your hand out for him to sniff. "It's ok little guy." You spoke incredibly soft, trying your hardest not to spook him. Once his head finally moves closer to your fingers you let out a gentle sigh, feeling his tongue begin to lick them. He tries to move closer to you. "Careful baby boy." You get up instantly to try help him, going to pick him up feeling him snuggle in close when you do. Your lips turn into a pout as you look at Ellie. "He likes you baby!" You both smile at one another. Finding the moment cute, but you had to get back and patch him up.

The ride back was fairly easy. He stayed in your arms, resting his head into your body. You felt so lucky to of found him, and in good time to as the wound looked fresh. It was red, dried blood around the surface. You were thankful it wasn't bleeding anymore. Just wishing and hoping he isn't in too much pain. His eyes seemed to shut as he buries closer into you. And in no time you were back in Jackson. Watching as the gates open. You carefully get off of shimmer with the help of your girlfriend.

Seeing Maria sprint over to you guys. "You were out for a bit- is that a dog?" You nod at her question. "It's injured and I had to save it from being out there." You explained. She nods letting you hold him but taking you to one of the paramedics. Even if they didn't know exactly how to treat the injury considering he's not human you figured it couldn't be too different.

And you were right they figured out what was wrong, did some xrays while he was sleeping and found a tiny bone to be broken, they bandaged it tightly and to have him on the mend in no time. Once they had done all that you brought him back to yours and Ellies home, letting him sniff the place out. But he didn't leave your side at all. So happy someone could save him. He was lucky it was you. If it had been anyone else it may not have had the same outcome.

Dinner time came round as you fed him, sitting on the couch with Els. "What will you name him. You think for a moment. "Clover. Cuz he's lucky. - I just know it." You smile.

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Dad tan?

Either like headcanons or a full little prompt. Anything of the sorts

hii!! yes yes and yes, I love dad tan. some of these are probs mentioned in other hc’s. but hope you like it💌

DAD TAN HC’s

wc. 721

— I think it's been established that tan is a girl dad. he suits a son too though a daughter fits him so much better

— he is a great dad, the kind of one who didn't have a solid father figure growing up but wants to be what he couldn't have. just bc he didn't have a good dad, doesn't mean his kids have to have the same

— he wants to give them everything he didn’t have

— he was very anxious about being a dad, constantly worrying about messing up and being shit or them turning out like him, but with your reassurance, he got more comfortable with the idea of having kids

— he also worries a lot bc of work - something bad happening to him and leaving you on your own with the kids

— I feel like maybe he wants lots of kids, like a big house full of your children, though he is a man and he has no say in how many kids you have (had to be said lmao, can't stand when guys say they want 6+ kids) but realistically that's not possible or suitable for his lifestyle/ occupation, so you have 2 kids, one boy, one girl (but both under 7)

— he has small pictures of all of you (you and the kids) tucked in his wallet so he can have you close at all times. his lock screen is a picture of all 4 of you from a recent family holiday. and then you're his home screen <33 

— you've both taught your kids very well; good manners, polite, not too spoilt (even though they get LOADS of gifts from dad tan) they have things in moderation, so they're well-rounded and behaved kids. they have their moments, but overall, they're good. I think he hates snotty, shitty and bratty kids, so he's made sure that his are nowhere like that

— the boy looks like tan and has more aspects of your personality, but the girl looks like you and has more aspects of tan's personality. they're a perfect mix of you both, AND IT'S REALLY FUCKING CUTE !!

— one of the kids (or both) definitely copied a swear that tan said, so now you put a ban on curses around the house. no swearing when the kids are awake

— you have sunday dinners at your shared house with the kids and uncle lemon comes over. he accidentally gets them all hyper and wound up before dinner, then tan curses him out, saying how they're going to be a nightmare to get sorted. he apologies then turns to the kids and laughs, basically mocking tan and then helps get them cleaned up for dinner

— you both have a system, one of you is in charge of one kid getting ready for bed, and the other is in charge of the other kid. you swap over halfway to share time between both kids. you do things together and it works, sharing the responsibilities to lighten the load

— after the kids are in bed, you and tan have some time together. as much as he loves his kids, you still come above. either you want some time apart to recuperate, like you have a bath, tan watches football or you both snuggle on the sofa watching shitty tv and having a couple drinks

— loves his kids, loves his family💔

— when he gets the chance, he'd plan dad days, where he does something special with the kids or one of them at a time. either taking you all out for the day, going to a kiddy theme park, or taking the son to a westham football game or the daughter on a shopping day around harrod's

— he minimises time away from work to spend as much time at home with you and the kids

— he takes the kiddos out to places he and lemon liked as kids. taking them to cafes they used to regularly visit 

— has afternoon naps on the sofa when the kids wear him out. he dad snores too. sometimes you find all 3 of them on the couch, each kid tucked into the sides of tan

— in conclusion, something 'tangerine' something, is the bestest husband and dad ever

— — — — — — — — — — ☆ — — — — — — — — — —

no tan taglist for this one as don’t want to spam you

[bucknastysbabe]

Outta your head - Modern!Criston

A/N: short n sweet subby cole take it or leave it xoxoxoxo

Rating: Explicit

Tags: PWP, femdom, MOMMY KINK, pegging, soft baby crispy, sub!Criston, subspace, modern au, dirty talk, gentle domme, it’s just one (1) needy bb and his mommy🧡

He’s so pretty like this, you thought.

Your boyfriend let you spoon him on the couch, his ass snug around your strap. You nuzzled his neck and hair, eyes on the movie. You ran your hand across his tanned chest, trying to keep Criston calm.

He was being good so far, quiet and eyes soft. He’d been a little spacey since you opened him up soft and gentle, careful not to rile him up by playing with his sweet spot. Criston whined and gave you his watery eyes, glancing over his shoulder as you fingered him open on the couch.

You remained still, occasionally drifting your hand down to hold his hip firmly. Sweet boy was instructed to warm your strap-on. Criston’s chest hitched, mouth opening just the slightest. You murmured into his ear, nipping at it playfully.

“You full prissy? It's so good for me right now. Warming your mommy’s cock like this, yeah, I have a good boy don’t I?”

He bit down on his lip, eyes scrunching tight as he swallowed a whine. Criston slurred, “Mhm, yes Mommy, you’re…ugh..big.” You pet at his chest again, eyes back on the television. You fell into a content lull, eyes glued to the screen.

Then you heard him.

Soft, soft little whimpers, bitten off so you couldn’t hear. You blinked a bit, registering Criston’s state. His eyes were glazed, bottom lip was puffy from nipping on it. You looked down to see his swollen cock leaking on his belly. The cock in his ass was so big he couldn’t escape from any little stimulation.

You shifted a bit to test the waters, Criston crying out sharply, shuddering and leaking more. You cooed and kissed his shoulder, poor thing. He’d feel better later. Your man would get so stressed at work training federal agents, taking on too much of a workload.

He’d dropped to his knees earlier, eyes wet and pleading. Criston moaned, “Need you mommy.” That’s all it took for you to devise a plan for your precious other half.

“Cris? Honey, you getting squirmy on me? We’re halfway through. Making a mess already? Thank god I put down the towel.”

“M’sorry.”

You didn’t want to punish him, not with how big and wet his eyes were, how he couldn’t stop whimpering. No, Criston just needed a little gentle teasing. Merely a reminder of who was in charge of his pretty empty head. You pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, murmuring, your hand spanning down to his twitchy lower belly.

“Do you need to cum now or can you wait? I think you can hold it a little longer, let the movie finish, I was watching you know,” you hummed into his ear. Criston shivered as your breath hit his oversensitive skin, the involuntary movement sliding down to his feet tangled within your own. He gnawed on his bottom lip and swallowed before replying, “I- I can wait.”

You grinned at his desire to please, playfully pulling at a peaked nipple as you cooed, “Good boy. Always the best for mommy.”

His dark eyes rolled through another shiver and twitch so violent you could feel it through the fake cock. Unpausing the movie, you snuggled back in, draping a thigh atop his quivering ones. Criston would probably get squirmier as time progressed. Or he’d completely sub out— you’d see.

He was subbed out this go-round. You blinked and readjusted yourself when the credits rolled. The remote lay untouched. You had more important things to handle now. Peering down at Criston you could almost weep at the beauty, he was glassy-eyed and slack-jawed. Drooling just a bit as he whined, wet eyes searching yours with confusion. You pushed back thick curls, smiling gently, warmth in your gaze.

He whined again, mouth moving but little garbled noises came out. Poor baby boy almost always turns to mush when warming your strap. You’d succeeded in blanking his mind out, that was the goal.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you now, just keep being good.”

His pretty lips warbled, dark lashes blinking away fresh tears down Criston’s darkened skin. You pressed a kiss to his temple, urging him to flip onto his belly. In a slow tangle of limbs, you now rested atop strong thighs, the strap still seated deep in his ass. The man feebly grabbed at a pillow, cute little noises echoing from a swollen pout.

“You ready for mommy to fuck you now, hm prissy?”

He looked back over an olive shoulder, eyes pleading, trying to speak. It was more of a strangled sob and a jerk of his head. That’s all you need to see. Grabbing his slim hips you withdrew slowly, inches dragging outward. You curiously spread open to watch the sight, arousal flooding your body.

He yelped and jerked, back twitching all over, goosebumps erupting on his gorgeous skin. You snapped your hips forward in a loud clap, grinning at more cries of pleasure. You kept the same rhythm after that, heavy-handed yet steady. Criston wouldn’t take long to bust anyway— he sounded like a paid actress the way he was crying and wailing.

Deciding to get closer, you laid along his sweating back, keeping that huge silicon piece deep inside. You knew that particular strap-on didn’t leave a bit untouched— lessening the need to angle for the prostate. Criston babbled nonsense, something between your name and ‘mommy’.

You breathed against his ear, holding back a snicker.

“Awe, Criston, you’re so loud baby, you needed this huh? Needed this big cock inside your tight ass? Letting the whole hallway hear how the super agent is a needy whore for his mommy’s cock?”

He wailed again, breath staccato as he bit down on his lip to keep quiet, pretty teeth shining in the dim light of the TV. Nuzzling the side of his face you purred, “Move with me angel, rut against the towel. Know you want to. Spread out a little more.”

The raven-haired man spread his thighs out, wetly gasping at the change in angle, the terry cloth now rubbing on his cock. He managed to mewl, “M-mommy!” You rubbed at Criston’s flanks, watching his face contort in pleasure, feeling his lean hips move with yours. You felt like one with your lover, two bodies moving in perfect unison.

“You gonna cum for me baby? Come for your mommy? I know you're aching so bad prissy,” you murmured against the shell of Criston’s ear, nipping at the lobe. The man was a mess of cries and sniveling. He cried out, “Please! Mmh!”

You jerked your hips downwards roughly, moaning in excitement when Criston seized up and spread his thighs wide— one falling off the couch in the sudden movement. His skin erupted into goosebumps once more, heaving as he came with a long, loud keen.

He sobbed in the aftermath, the build-up and final release left your baby a wreck. Gently pulling out of his ass and unbuckling the strap you carelessly discarded it to dote on your lover. Criston sniffled and let you manhandle him, his nose nuzzling between your tits, whining softly.

You noted the sticky mess slathered across your stomach from Criston and rolled your eyes. You scratched his scalp and cooed, “Messy baby, you gonna clean it up?” Safe to say it was a wonderful surprise to watch his dark eyes sparkle when Criston finally snaked down your body with his tongue— lapping down to between your thighs.

You groaned when his lips closed around your swollen clit.

[jake-g-lockley]

Intoxication (Din Djarin x reader)

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A/N: oh look it's more Din fluff cuz I’m scared of what's gonna happen in the finale… Soft Din is the only way I cope okay 😭. Also I wrote this in a bad thunderstorm and I was scared as hell. Anyway, enjoy soft!din with teacher!reader.

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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Intoxicated was one way to put it. Din Djarin watched as your hair bounced as you skipped along, a fragrance like no other meeting his senses and creating a symphony of emotions in his head. He so badly wanted to hook his arm around your waist and pull his helmet off, sinking his nose into the crown of your head and suffocating on your scent and your scent alone.

You skipped around, greeting people as Din practically floated behind you. Din didn’t even realise he was blindly following you until you turned around. You both were in front of your school, children greeting you.

“Good morning!” You said, smiling up at the big Mandalorian in front of you.

Before Din could say anything, his son answered on his behalf, squealing and stretching his little arms out to you. Your smile widened as Din handed you Grogu, who immediately snuggled his big green head into your neck, making you giggle softly.

Din stood there watching you, trying to say something, his arms dangling uselessly at his side. All that came out of his mouth was directed to Grogu.

“Be good.” He said sternly to his little green bean who was now looking up at you with his giant brown eyes.

“Like I say everyday, he’s one of our best, you don’t have to worry, Mr. Djarin.” You ended your sentence with another of your blinding smiles that almost ended Din’s entire life too.

And just like everyday, Din wanted to reply with “Just call me Din.” But his mouth stayed shut and he gave you a single nod before patting Grogu’s head.

He turned on his heel a little clumsily and toddled away, scratching the back of neck as you tilted your head amusedly at the Mandalorian who had a spring in his step. You giggle a little when his hip crashed into a box, offering him a little wave when his helmet turned to you.

“Your dad is silly, little one.” You giggle and Grogu mimics your giggle, making your heart so happy.

Din was watching from afar, his hand over his own heart as he swayed, watching you walk into the school with his baby boy.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“You’re being too obvious!” Hissed your colleague as you craned your neck again, trying to look for the flash of shiny beskar.

Din was due to bring Grogu his lunch and you hadn’t touched your food in anticipation of him. You frowned slightly, realising that the little green bean would be hungry soon. Suddenly, you see the familiar shadow of his helmet, your lips twisting into a smile, only turning into a stern expression as the Mandalorian rounded the corner.

“You’re late.” You said sternly and Din hung his head.

“Sorry, I had a meeting that I couldn’t get out of.” He said, pulling his cape slightly to hide the wound on his calf, wincing under the helmet.

You scowl lightly and take the lunchbox from Din, spinning around and unintentionally flipping your hair towards his helmet. Din wishes he didn’t take a deep breath because he felt like he was about to collapse where he stood.

“Wait!” He called out and you stop in your tracks, turning and walking back faster than you intended to.

“I might be a little late for pick up today.” Din’s hand was back behind his neck as he bowed his head lower.

Internally, Din wanted to compliment you, tell you how beautiful you looked today. He had rehearsed them in front of the mirror today, trying to articulate his words, but he couldn’t do it in the split second where you were in front of him.

“Oh, okay! I’ll make sure there’s someone here with Grogu.” You said, definitely intending to wait for the little green bean yourself.

“Thanks. Also, your hair looks nice today.” Din blurted out suddenly, causing you to blink in surprise.

Din lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, loving the feeling of saying what he needed to say.

Your hand comes up to your curls that hang at your waist and your stern expression immediately melted into a smile.

“Thank you. I, umm, I guess I’ll see you then.” You said, glancing up at his beskar covered face, waiting for the nod.

Instead, Din brings his hand up and pats your hand that was holding the lunchbox, making you blush.

“Bye.” You whisper as the Mandalorian makes his way out.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

It had been an hour since the last person had left and the rain had started to come down uncontrollably. You read to Grogu, cozying yourself in the book corner so that he can be distracted from the terrifying sounds of the thunder outside. You winced every time the thunder would crack, pushing your back further into the wall and holding onto Grogu a little tighter, showing him the words you were reading.

Suddenly, your ears catch the sound of a knock over the thunder and you immediately jump to your feet with Grogu still in your arms. Checking the security footage, you quickly run to the door and swing it open to reveal the soaking wet Mandalorian. He looked so pretty in the rain, solid, unlike the rushing downpour.

You stood there staring for a while until the sound of thunder humbled your thoughts, making you jump towards Din, who quickly placed a protective hand on your arm, pushing you back into the school. Grogu jumps into Din’s arms and snuggles into his dad.

“I’m really sorry for this, you could’ve been home by now.” Din apologised, cradling Grogu as he whined from the sound of another loud crack of thunder.

“It’s alright, Mr. Djarin.” You say, walking towards the cupboard that you knew stocked some towels.

“I think we should wait here for a while, the rain doesn’t seem to be stopping. I’ll walk you home after this.” Din says and you nod, handing him the towel.

With one arm, Din quickly dried himself as you made yourself cosy in the reading corner again. Grogu jumps out of his arms and runs towards you, head butting your side, making you giggle. Din stared longingly as you started reading to Grogu who sat cross legged and listened to you.

You looked up to see Din’s helmet turned towards you and you patted the spot beside you. Din’s legs moved before his brain could think and he suddenly found himself beside you, the signet on his shoulder pauldron rubbing against your arm. You smile at him before going back to your book, reading until comfort enveloped the three of you.

Din found himself imagining a scenario that he had yearned for so long. You, wearing a pretty dress as your daughters sat around you, smiling at each one of them, Grogu annoying the girls. You would sing to them as Din braided their hair, one that he hoped would be inherited from their mother. He would put little beskar slides into their hair and kiss their heads before moving to kiss you, joining in your singing.

“Din?” Your voice breaks him out of his little day dream and he looks at you.

You called him Din. He couldn’t believe it, his heart going a million miles an hour and he replayed that sound in his head.

“Yeah?” He managed to whisper.

“Look.” You said, pointing to the green bean beside you.

Grogu was sleeping with his little butt in the air and face smushed into the floor and Din resisted the urge to laugh at his son. He pulled a blanket from behind you and wrapped his boy carefully so that he wouldn’t wake him. You watched in awe, holding your breath as you witnessed the softness of the Mandalorian beside you. Din settled Grogu onto the crook of his crossed legs and slowly bounced him until the snores were steady.

Your heart tried to break out of your chest as Din turns to look at you. It was then when you realised that the thunder had stopped and you could hear Din’s soft modulated breathing in the silence.

“Can I say something?” You both start, nervously giggling at the mistake.

“You go first.” Din quickly says, rubbing the back of his neck.

“You’re a good dad, I’m sorry if I made you feel any other way this afternoon.” You said, your eyes avoiding his black t-visor.

A gloved finger curled under your chin and tips your head up anyway. Your eyes widen at the man before you as your eyebrows knitted together.

“You were doing your job. Thank you for caring for my son.” He said firmly, before dropping his hand.

You felt the Mandalorian closing off as he bounced his leg slightly faster. You let your hand drift to his arm and you silently asked him to speak. You hear him take a deep breath and your heart pounded with anticipation.

“Would it be an act of favouritism if you went out with one of your student’s parents?” He said, so softly that you almost didn’t catch it.

It took you a few seconds to compute what Din had just said and you sighed in relief. You didn’t know why you were relieved but you found your whole body relaxing at his question.

“It's pre-school, I hardly think there ever will be favouritism.” You whisper, picking at a hangnail.

“Okay.” he says and you see his helmet nodding in your peripheral vision.

“Okay.” You whisper.

A long silence gathers between the both of you and you somehow know exactly how to punctuate it.

Quickly turning to your side, you pressed a chased kiss onto the curved indent of his helmet, hearing a soft gasp escape Din’s mouth under the helmet. You pulled away and continued looking down at your hands when suddenly a gloved hand covered your vision, followed by a faint hiss.

“Keep your eyes closed.” came Din’s unmodulated voice and you quickly nodded your head.

His lips gently touch yours, and your hands find his face, gently running your fingers through his soft beard, his moustache tickling your upper lip as you pressed your lips a little harder to his. Din was right, he was intoxicated with you, wanting you to literally suffocate him with your everything. You both pull away after a while, leaning against each other’s foreheads.

“Call me stupid, but does this mean you’ll finally ask me out, Mr. Djarin?” you giggled slightly.

“Only if you call me Din, angel.” He chuckled back.

“Okay, Din.” You sighed, grateful for the thunderstorm that led you to this moment.

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[frankenkyle19]

Tate Langdon NSFW headcanons.

•He is such a subby baby. Like I don’t think he really fully understands it, especially at first, but he loves losing control and having someone absolutely use him

•amazing with his fingers. This is a headcanon I have for just about every Evan’s character because he has beautiful hands. Tate would love to watch you fall apart with only his fingers, he gets a sense of pride from it and it boosts his ego

•overstimulate him till he’s crying. DO IT. After he came he’d be begging you to stop, whining and whimpering that it’d be too much but would be bucking into the touch and if you stopped, he’d blabber out how it hurt so good.

•I can’t tell if he’d like to be degraded or not. Honestly, I think he likes to be praised. Praise kink for SURE. But I feel like sometimes here and there he’d be up for humiliation. You just telling him how desperate he is for you, how pathetic he looks. But you must follow up those words with praise or else he’ll get insecure

•peg him. Peg this sweet boy, he’d BEG for it. He’d be super nervous at first and you’d have to ease him into it, starting with just a finger or two while you jerk him off, and then slowly move up to a strap. The whines and whimpers this boy would let off? Oh my gawd.

•Does NOT like to be blindfolded. He absolutely hates it. You tried it once and it ended in him using his safe word for you to take it off of him because it scared him, and he didn’t enjoy not being able to see you.

•mommy kink. Doesn’t come out often at all and something he’s totally embarrassed about. It happens once in a blue moon, but only after a very very hard day and he just needs some lovin

•He loves when you ride him. He likes to give you full control. He’ll buck up into you but if you hold his hips down, that’ll really get him going.

•definitely curses under his breath when being pleasured

•he can go a reasonable amount, but usually tends to want snuggles after the first one or two rounds

•absolutely loves shower sex. Has slipped a few times though and hates when you remind him about it

•mark this boy up. He loves when you claim him and leave bruises on his pale skin

•could literally stay between your thighs all day. A man who eats you out not just for your pleasure, but simply because he enjoys it. He’ll whine and argue when you try to push him away once he had made you cum

-“T-Tate that’s enough- please-“

-“no c’mon I’m not done yettt”

•loves having his hair pulled. Why else would he have such glorious hair if not for it to be pulled?

•big fan of cockwarming. He wants to feel close to you, wants to literally be inside you 24/7 and this is the perfect way for him to be as close as possible. Likes to fall asleep like that, cuddled up against you

[diazsdimples]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Tagged by my favourite @theotherbuckley. Here's another small bit of dad!Buddie in the lead up to Aidan's second birth celebrations!

Eddie gave himself a couple more minutes of indulgently staring at his husband and son before deciding it was probably time to wake them up. It was Aidan’s second birthday, after all, and he knew the little boy wouldn’t want to sleep through any of it. Eddie gently reached out and pulled Aidan from Buck’s grip, bundling the little boy into his arms and pulling him against his chest. “Good morning, my little man, it’s time to wake up” he whispered into Aidan’s hair as he pressed small kisses against his head. Aidan whined, displeased from being pulled from his slumber, and used Eddie’s arm to push himself into a sitting position. Eddie braced Aidan with a hand on his back as the boy let out a face-splitting yawn, rubbing his eyes and looking at Eddie blearily. “Hi buddy” Eddie smiled, rubbing Aidan’s back in small circles. “Sleep well?” Aidan nodded and leaned forward to rest his head against Eddie’s chest, snuggling against him in his still half-asleep state. “Daddy sleep?” he asked tiredly, and Eddie nodded. “Yeah bud, Daddy’s still asleep. Should we wake him up?” “Uh huh” Aidan replied with another yawn and pushed himself off Eddie’s chest once again. As he crawled across the bed, his leg became trapped in the sheets and he faceplanted into Buck’s arm as he got stuck. Buck sat up in a rush, the sudden jolt pulling him awake in an instant and he looked around wildly. “What happened, what’s the matter?” he blurted, disoriented. “Hi Daddy” Aidan giggled as he picked himself up, crawling back up onto Buck’s stomach. “I two!” Buck, his brain finally coming back online and bringing him up to speed, let out an exaggerated gasp and tickled Aidan’s tummy. “You’re two?” he asked in his over-the-top baby voice. “That’s so big, baby, can you show me how many fingers that is?”. They’d been working on holding up fingers to show numbers and Aidan had gotten the hang of holding up his pointer finger to show the number one and could sometimes work out two fingers. With his face screwed up in concentration, tongue sticking out, Aidan held up his hand. He stared at his fingers with determination and slowly lifted his pointer finger and his middle finger until he was satisfied, he’d gotten it right. With a delighted grin, Aidan held up his hand and showed Buck and Eddie. “Two!” he exclaimed, very proud of himself. “You’re so smart!” Eddie grinned and he pulled Aidan off Buck’s stomach, holding him tight and peppering his face with fast kisses. Aidan giggled hysterically and tried to push away from Eddie’s grip. “Stop, Papa” he demanded, trying to frown at Eddie but couldn’t keep a straight face as Eddie playfully poked his side. “Come on, you little gremlin, lets get you ready for the day”. Eddie rolled out of bed, pulling Aidan with him, and swung him up onto his hip. He rounded the bed and leaned over to kiss Buck a quick kiss, holding Aidan out in front of him. “Give Daddy a kiss and then it’s time for a bath”. Aidan planted a wet kiss on Buck’s cheek and pulled back, settling into Eddie’s arms with a pleased look on his face. “Thanks for that, pal” Buck said as he wiped his son’s slobber off his face with a grimace and Aidan sent him a toothy grin, waving at Buck from over Eddie’s shoulder as Eddie carried him from the room.

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[messycunt]

Another of hucow!MC's favorite staff members is the farm boy from the property next door. Epel's grandmother volunteers him to help out to see if he can pick up some tips and tricks that they could use to help their own farm's success, and Crowley's not one to snub free labor so it all works out. For everyone except Epel, of course. He knows his family's not actually getting anything out of this deal. Besides, he already knows why that birdbrain's business is doing better. You, his prized hefer.

If they had a cow like you, with your big doe eyes, long lashes, soft pelt, delicious milk dribbling over your pillowy chest and tummy, velvety tongue wrapping around his fingers to suck the leftover granules of the sugar cube he fed you, cute round ass and thighs that jiggle when he slaps them when you're being a brat--it pisses Epel off to no end! How could they ever get anything close to you to compete with?! Well, if he's going to have to suffer working for this idiot, then he's going to get something out of it.

So Crowley doesn't need to know about the times Epel tiptoes into your stable with a bucket in hand, and you decide that you don't mind being good for some hand-milking as long as he keeps treating you with the amazing apples from his farm.

cw: hybrids(hucows), lactation kink, sexual favors in exchange for yummy snacks, not proofread sry

Epel wasn't expecting you to be so easy going about it but what can you say? you're a simple animal.

The apples from his farm are just so much sweeter than the ones crowley and the others try to bribe you with on occasion, not as sandy textured either and you just can't get enough of those caramel dipped ones.

Besides, the boy isn't half bad with his hands so it's not like you'd put up much of a fight without something to occupy your mouth. Left, right, left, right he's got a steady rhythm going at draining your milk into the metal bucket and he always makes such cute faces when he's deeply concentrated.

On certain nights when he's feeling extra frustrated with Crowley's shit he'll bring you a bottle of cider(alcoholic or not is up to you) in exchange for an additional favor. Some of the brown liquid dribbles down your chin and drips onto your front while the small boy presses his face into your chest, drilling into you insistently. his hands gripping frantically at the fat of your hips to your breasts and then hips again. He's a sweaty exhausted mess by the time he's finished inside of you and he may or may not spend the rest of the night snuggled up to your side.

Realistically, the chances are at least one other staff member is in the know about your little nightly rendezvous and the other cows can definitely smell him on you. Not that you care.