#i got lazy on the bikinis sorry

[marshmcore]

❄️Dethcones: Icy and Brutal!✨❄️

Happy December!!! The band is posing for a European ad for Dethcones after it helped prevent WW3.

Finally got to draw their different body types and is so much fun :)

(Been seeing many MANY renditions of the original, and WOW what a great opportunity to indulge)

[f1fantasys]

Balenciaga, Nike,and 1 with lando please and thanks youuu♥︎♥︎

BIRTHDAY BOYYYYY FIC

NB - This has nothing to do with Lando's birthday, it's just the name.

Here we go! First fic from the prompt list! Sorry for the delay! This turned out a little longer than expected, and i think i may have gone off track towards the end buuuut hope you all enjoy!

Balenciaga - swallowing his cum Nike - caught by his parents #1 - rough and filthy

3.7K words

During the summer break, at least a week was always spent with Lando's parents on their yacht - it had been a given for the last 3 years you'd been dating. And you absolutely loved it; you loved them like your own so it was always something you looked forward to.

Lando has ended the European leg of the races on a high, so everyones mood was ecstatic to say the least.

His? haha

He was ecstatic, sure, but he was also fucking horny for you every second of every day you'd been on the yacht.

On day 1, Lando had woken you up with his face between your legs, pulling and sucking at your clit as his fingers slid through your slick folds before he frantically thrust them in and out of you, making you cum twice within a matter of seconds. The night ended with him banging you hard against your cabin door, hand snaked round your throat as he pounded into you relentlessly.

You'd both been at it every day since, and to say you were sore would be an understatement, but all he had to do was give you a single look, or touch, and your body was putty in his hands, begging him for more until you were both shaking in each others arms.

Today was day 4, a lazy day for everyone just lounging around and working on a good tan.

By the time dinner was finished, everyone was exhausted from being out in the sun all day, and had retreated to their rooms.

Lando and you decided to just chill out on the decks, open another bottle of wine and spend some time together.

It started off innocently, it really did, until Lando stripped down into nothing but his boxers, saying something about needling to cool down in the pool.

Your eyes shamelessly eyed his body up and down as he took the few steps to get into the water, involuntarily squeezing your thighs together as he let his arms rest on the side, showing off his taunt arm muscles and flexing his back ones.

His own eyes stayed trained on yours, knowing very well he was leading you on and would get what he wanted sooner rather than later.

But you kept your ground, trying to focus on talking about something or the other, trying to keep yourself distracted.

He could see you fidgeting, your legs bouncing up and down. Hell, he was fucking hard as rock by just watching you do practically nothing.

''Come here, y/n'' he said, a warning edge to his tone.

You gave him a look, not saying anything, until he got out of the water, shred his boxers on the walk to you, and pulled you up, before walking hand and hand back to the water.

All you could keep your eyes on was his thick girth, lose and springing up and down, hard.

''Lan-'' you started, though he cut you off by placing a finger on your lips.

The cool water was a relief to your core, but Lando quickly manhandled you to sit up on the edge, taking his place between your legs.

You wrapped your legs around his torso as he untied your bikini strings, letting the top fall off to show off your perky boobs and pink nipples that had stiffened due to the the old as well.

Lando licked his lips as he reached forward and latched his mouth onto your left nipple. Gently suckling on it and circling his tongue around it as his hand harshly tugged and pinched on your right nipple.

Your hands found his hair and pulled on his curls, breathless moans leaving your mouth as you bit down on your bottom lip, though the quietness went out the window when Lando's one hand pushed your bikini bottoms to the side and immediately plunged two fingers through your core.

''Lando, fuck!'' you hissed, jumping at his actions as you thought he was taking his sweet time with you.

He was not.

Lando kept his eyes trained on yours as he let your nipples go and spread your legs further, giving himself enough room to fit his head between you, before he devoured your cunt with his tongue, while thrusting his fingers roughly.

A series of swear words left your mouth as you leaned back and tried to give him better access, and within minutes your body was trembling, shaking violently as you came all over his mouth.

Lando made sure to swallow everything up before he helped you sit up again, pulling you down for a heated kiss that quickly had him sliding his tongue into your mouth as you moaned into him.

''Lan'' you panted, ''need-'' ''need to taste you'' you said, between kisses, sounding more desperate than you have in the past few days.

''Yeah?'' he asked, mischievous glint in his eyes when he pulled back.

''Uh huh'' you said, sliding yourself back into the water and instructing him to now sit at the edge.

He complied without fuss, because he was just as desperate to feel your lips around him.

You pumped his dick a few times, concentrating on stroking the thick vein at the side which had Lando squirming above you.

You teased him now as you pulled back completely and squeezed your one boob in your hand while the other continued to pump him, licking your lips as you saw a bead of pre cum already leaking through his slit at the top.

''Y/n, please'' he begged, and just because you were in the mood and wanted to hear him beg some more, you pulled your boobs right up to your mouth and circled your tongue around your nipple.

Lando's eyes darkened as he gawked at your actions, his dick twitching in your hands as he watched you, mouth open and in awe at the sight of you.

''Fucking hell, baby, please'' he said, already gathering your hair out of your face into a makeshift ponytail.

How could you say no to him when he asked you like that?

So you finally gave Lando what he wanted - you deep throated him straight away, gagging when hie tip brushed against the back of your throat as you bobbed your head up and down his long shaft.

You played with his balls and pumped the part of him that you couldn't fit into your mouth, tears already stinging the corners of your eyes as Lando's hold on your hair tightened, when finally he just cupped your face and held it still, fucking his dick in and out of your mouth.

''That's it, yeah, takes me to well baby, fuck'' he mumbled between breaths as you could tell he was already close with the way his cock was pulsating.

You pulled back for a second, ''cum for me Lan, let me taste you, yeah?'' you cooed before resuming your activities, and with one harsh suck later, Lando was emptying his load down the back of your throat as he let out harsh grunts and moans.

His taste was salty and warm, just the way you loved. ''So delicious Lan'' you smiled up at him, cheeks flushed and eagerly ready for more.

''Come here'' he said quickly, getting you up and pulling you out the water. Lando scooped your naked body (and his) up and rushed over to the bar.

You hissed when he placed you down on the cool counter top, body still shivering from being in the cold water.

''Gonna warm you up yeah?''

''Fuck Lando, please, need to feel you'' you said impatiently.

Lando spread your legs with his knee as his hand gave his already hard cock a few strokes, sliding his tip through your folds to gather some slick.

Eventually, he settled at your hole, pushing in with one hard thrust.

You held your breath, fingers digging into his biceps at the intrusion, while his mouth found yours and gave you a sloppy kiss.

Then he started moving, pulling out of you completely before pushing all the way in, setting a quick pace as if you were short of time, but really you just couldn't get enough of each other.

''So tight, as if i haven't fucked you enough these days'' he said, smirking at you. He knew you'd have an answer to that, so he quickly brought his hand up to your throat, giving you a few gentle squeezes as he continued to fuck in and out of you.

''Gonna come Lan'' you cooed as you felt your orgasm approaching hard and fast, and withing seconds your body was shuddering in Lando's arms, body feeling like jelly so he had to hold you up now.

''Fucking love you'' he mumbled, more to himself when he looked down to the place you were joined, your thick cum coating his cock was enough to edge him closer to his own orgasm.

You leaned forward and gave his nipples a few kitten licks, sweat dripping down his whole body. He hissed when you bit down on his left one, sending you a warning. Only your name though. ''Y/n''

Just as Lando picked up the pace even more, now chasing his high, you heard a door open, though your minds were too fucked out to even respond.

Until you heard a gasp, and Lando's mum's voice.

''Oh''

You both froze, your movements coming to a halt as you looked each other with wide eyes, Lando's dick stopping halfway on its way into your cunt. His arms snaked their way around your body to rest against your ass in an attempt to cover it.

He looked over his shoulder to see Cisca standing there with her own pair of wide eyes, mouth agape. You took this opportunity to bury your head in his chest, trying to control your breathing as his as well was going at 1000 miles per hour.

All of you too embarrassed to respond, but your mind was screaming at Cisca to walk way without saying another word.

That thought was short lived though, as suddenly the door opened and closed again and now it was Adam's voice that filled your ears.

''Cis, what are you-'' he cut himself off at the scene in front of him.

''Oh'' was all he said after.

It was all probably about 30 seconds, though it felt like 5 hours, and you gave Lando warning eyes, begging him to say something to get his parents out of here and back inside. Your body was starting to squirm at the feeling of Lando's dick softening inside of you, the moment fleeting away with each second.

Finally, he coughed, and at the same time Adam cleared his throat.

''We''ll leave you to it'' he mumbled quickly before pulling Cisca back inside behind him.

As soon as the door shut you both let out a series of swear words, your bodies finally relaxing even though you didn't know how you'd ever face his parents again.

Lando looked down and gently peeled himself out of you. He cupped your face in his hands. ''Sorry'' he said, looking shy and embarrassed at what had just happened.

'''Don't be. Serves us right for trying to fuck in a place where anyone from the family could have walked in'' you said, leaning forward to peck his nose scar.

He smiled. ''Make it up to you later?'' he asked.

''You better!'' you squealed as he helped you off the counter and threw you a towel to cover up.

Time jump

For the last few days of summer break, you and Lando had opted to spend them quietly at home before the roar of the season began again.

It was a lazy day today, Lando was streaming with Max while you were preparing dinner.

As you were waiting for the oven to be done, your mind drifted the last few weeks. It was easily the best summer break anyone could dream of - sun, sea, sand and sex, lots of sex.

You could feel yourself blushing just thinking of all the nasty you did during the holiday, and suddenly, as if you hadn't had enough, you felt your core dripping with want.

Without thinking, you switched off the oven and made a beeline for the room Lando was in, stripping and leaving a trail of clothes all the way from the kitchen.

You knew his set up, so you knew all the ways to avoid the camera, though when you opened the door and Lando looked up from his screen he had to do a literal double take, his eyes wide and mouth agape, licking his lips as you made your way into the room.

Max's voice through his headphones reminded Lando where he was and what he was doing again as he tried to get back into the stream though he was failing miserably.

''Bro what the fuck what's wrong with you?'' you heard Max ask as you crawled under the desk and sat on your knees, watching Lando through hooded eyes.

He still had his own eyes on you, one hand already snaked down into his shorts at the sight of your naked body leaning down in front of him.

''Lando!'' Max yelled.

''I, fuck'' he jolted in his seat. ''Nothing, just..nothing'' he said, trying to ignore you and get back to talking to the chat.

You giggled to yourself and gently leaned up to palm his thick girth through his shorts before pulling at the them to tell him to remove them.

He kept his eyes in the screen, not even listening to what Max was saying as he subtlety lifted himself just enough to let you slide his shorts and boxers down, springing his achingly hard dick free.

You breath couldn't help but hitch at the sight of it standing tall, red and angry, with precum already sliding down the sides.

Quickly, you pumped him a few times, your thumb swiping his tip to spread the precum. You watched how Lando held his breath, before sighing and mumbled a fuck it, before he turned his camera off, though left the mic on.

Finally he was free to look down at you, biting his lower lip and mouthing a ''dirty'' down to you as you leaned forward and have his slit a few kitten licks before letting your tongue run over the thick vein at the side.

Lando's hands found your head and roughly pulled your forward, giving you no option but to take his load into your mouth, hard and deep.

His hold on your head tightened as you watched him lean back in his chair and let out a series of silent moans.

You pumped whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth as one hand fondled with his balls, pulling and tugging at them harshly when you started gagging around Lando, tears stinging the corners of your eyes.

You had spit running down your chin and dropping onto you thighs as you clenched them together, your core begging for some attention of its own.

Lando tried his best to concentrate on what ever was going on with his stream, but everytime your tongue circle his tip his mind short circuited and he had to ground himself to make sure he wouldn't moan into the mic.

You could feel his dick start to twitch uncontrollably in your mouth, knowing he was close, and within a few seconds with no warning, Lando let his cum splutter down your throat as he clenched his fists on his chair handles, biting his bottom lip agonizingly hard to keep quiet, letting out a few staggered breaths.

Your own mind forgot where you were for a second, and as soon as you got a taste of him, you moaned a little too loudly, halting your movements for a split second.

You looked up at Lando and saw him mouth ''swallow it'' to you, to which you gladly obliged because he was delicious.

Max of course, caught up to what was happening. He indirectly threw teases at Lando which luckily the chat hopefully wouldn't catch on to.

As you sucked Lando dry, you pulled back and took a few breaths.

You needed more.

Your cunt was begging you for something, anything.

You looked up at Lando again, cheeks flushed, and sent him a silent ''please'' You watched as his eyes turned shades darker.

Just one look at you like that on your knees, and he was putty in your hands.

He ended the stream with no goodbyes, no explanation, nothing.

He roughly pulled you out from under the table and carried you to the bedroom, throwing you on the bed.

''You asked for it baby'' he harshly said, hovering above you as you peeled his tshirt off.

Finally, he lowered down and attacked your lips with his own. Clashes of teeth and tongue, biting and nipping as you fought each other, spit messing your chins already.

You let your hands wander his toned body - following the outlines of his taunt muscles, eventually settling at his precious hair, pulling at it to edge him on.

Lando lowered his lips to your neck, finding your sweet spots which had you biting your own lips in anticipation of what was to come.

He hen went to your boobs, taking his sweet time tugging and suckling on your nipples, while his eyes stayed trained on yours.

Your cunt, for one, was getting impatient, clenching around air, begging for something.

''Please Lando'' you said, innocently as you could so he'd give in.

''Patience baby. Gonna ruin you tonight''

After spending a ridiculous amount of time on your boobs, Lando finally traveled further south, and thank god he didn't waste time in getting down and dirty.

He devoured your pussy that had been dripping, for him.

''So wet y/n. Wet for me, yeah?'' he asked.

You quickly nodded, wanting to boost his ego before you fucking exploded.

''All for you Lan'' you panted as he slid his tongue through your folds multiple times before starting to thrust into your hole as he held your legs apart strongly.

Your hands returned to his hair, pulling at it roughly as you very quickly felt the warmth start to build up in your stomach.

''M close'' you cooed, taking a boob into your hand and squeezing it a few times.

Lando had let his fingers find your clit, and this threw you over the edge, shaking and shuddering underneath him as you came all over his face, while you let obscene noises and moans leave your mouth, praising him for how good his fucking tongue is.

He licked up all your cum before reaching up and letting some drip straight from his mouth down into your yours - his own series of ''fucks'' leaving his mouth at the sight of you tasting yourself.

But as much as you loved when he ate you out, you loved his dick more.

So you reached down and took his thick girth into your hands, pumping it a few times before bringing it to your entrance and guiding it through you.

You gasped at the intrusion, eyes locked on Lando's as he bottomed out in you, before he started moving, thrusting out fully before slamming back into you roughly, fucking into you roughly.

''Fuck. So tight baby'' he mumbled as he leaned down to kiss you again.

''Lan please, harder. Fuck me harder, please'' you begged, needing more and more of him and your nails dug deep into the muscles of his back, surely leaving bruises.

''If i fuck you any harder I'm gonna break you'' he said breathlessly.

''Then break me'' you pressed, taking him by surprise.

He smirked, ''and this is why i fucking love you so much'' he whispered before picking up his pace even more, literally ramming his body into yours.

You shut you eyes and before you knew it your orgasm had taken over your body, cum exploding out of you as you swear you could see stars, all the while Lando's pace didn't slow one bit.

Suddenly though, he pulled out of you.

You looked down at him, confused, irritated that he'd stopped. But you mind quickly phased out as he bought his mouth to your cunt and collected as much of your cum as he could on his tongue, leaning up to engulf you in a dirty, filthy kiss. Both your cheeks and chins' were sticky and slimy but you couldn't care one bit because that was hot.

Lando manhandled your body to flip you over onto all fours, before he thrust himself through your cunt and resumed a rapid pace again, while his one hand found your throat and the other pinched your nipples.

''Lan, fuck, close. Gonna cum'' you mumbled as you felt him him you G-spot over and over and over and then your mind blanked.

You couldn't think straight. All you knew was there was liquid flying out of you left right and center, you could feel Lando's tongue, and all you ears could hear was Lando praising you for ''being the sexiest thing to grace this earth, how he's gonna make you squirt every day for the rest of your lives because fuck, there was nothing hotter than that''

Wait. What? Did he just say squirt?

Then your brain caught up, and your eyes flew open.

Lando was still ramming into you, so you looked back at him with the biggest look of embarrassment because wdym you squirted?

His whole face was wet with slick and sweat. He looked hot.

You tried to talk, but you couldn't, your body and mind a mixture of a lot of things. And with the way Lando was chasing his high now, you figured you'd let him finish before attempting to comprehend what was happening.

''I'm gonna cum y/n'' he warned. ''One day fuck a baby into this pretty cunt of your's'''he whispered, more to himself.

You clenched your walls around his throbbing dick, yet another orgasm coming over you, and within seconds he was spasmming and letting his load go deep within you, his own pornographic moans and grunts leaving his mouth.

Finally, you both fell forward, you on the bed and he on top of you, breathless and sticky, trying to calm your shaking bodies.

You could feel Lando softening inside you, and you both hissed when he slid out, your cunt extremely sensitive.

He gave you a sheepish smile before pulling you to lay on top of him.

''Please interrupt my stream more often if this is what I'll get. Squirming? Fucking sexiest shit you've ever done baby''

[somethingthing]

Warm Up

Rafe Cameron x pouge!fem!reader

Warnings: none really, just fluff

Word count: 630

A/N: what is happening?? Two fics in like three days?? I must be sick or something.

No but seriously, I’m so in love with Rafe and I just need some fluff so this is just something short and sweet that took me way too long to get down.

Hope you enjoy!! <33

You were cramped up on a sunbed, it was a tight fit but with Rafe laying half on top of you it was comfortable enough. His head was laying on your chest, using it as a pillow. It was still warm out, the last bit of sun warming up your bodies.

"This is nice" you reached your hand out to get the drink on the small table next to you, taking a sip "Want some?" you held the glass at his level.

"Thanks, but that means i need to move" he squeezed his arms tighter around you "And I´m way too comfortable" he finished.

"Suit yourself" you downed the last bit, leaving only the ice in the glass.

"I´m sorry about what went down on the beach" he mumbled. Your hand that had been stroking his back stopped for a moment "I know I should’ve said something"

You shifted a bit, making him look up at you "I know you are honey" you had been mad at him, but you understood why he hadn´t said anything. With all the whispering behind his back about his dad and family he was scared, scared that if he wasn´t all in with the rest of the kooks they´d turn against him.

"I´m sick of it, the whole kooks and pouge thing" he laid his head down on your chest again "But I did hate them, especially those idiots my sister keeps running around with, but i like you" he nestled his face into your neck "Really like you" you could practically feel him smirking as he placed lazy kissed on your neck.

"Rafe" you giggled out. You sank deeper into the sunbed, placing yourself directly under him. He was hoovering above you, making the sun hit your face.

"You really are something, you know that?" you felt your face heat up. It wasn´t too often he was like this, the rare moments you got, you cherished "Pouge and all" he teased, grinning down at you.

Just like that, the peace you just felt was replaced with mischief "And you are an asshole" you shot back, placing a playful kiss on his nose "You know, if you like me and I´m a pouge, you might like the others too"

He huffed "Pfft if they´re not you, I don´t like them" you scrunched your face in dissaproval "But-" he sighted deeply "but I`ll try and tolerate them" he finished, kissing your lips softly.

"I can live with that" you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. The sun had gone down and the lack of the previous warm rays made you shiver slightly "Is the hot tub running? I´m cold"

"Don´t think so, but it doesn't take long to heat up" he sat up, pulling you with him. Your legs draped over his knees "But in the meanwhile I think I know a few ways to get you warm again" his hand ran up your leg, grinning at you, your cheeks fluster again.

"My saviour" you said dramatically, swinging your legs to the ground you stood up "I´m gonna go and get my bikini while you heat the tub up" standing up as well he wrapped his arms around you from behind.

"Bikini? No no, no need for that" he once again placed lazy kisses along your neck, making you lean your head back against him "I told you, I have a plan to keep you warm" he slowly started to walk towards the hot tub still with his arms around you.

"Mhm, right" you giggled out, turning your head to place a kiss on his jaw. You wished you could stay like this forever, just you and Rafe, away from everyone and everything. You knew that tomorrow would be back to the usual chaos that seemed to curse the island, but for now, you were here. Just here in the moment with Rafe, not worrying about anything.

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Not sure I like this but it just feels good the write I guess so here we are. And as always feedback is always welcome and thank you for reading!! <33

[puckinghischier]

Currently sitting here daydreaming about being on the boat with the Hughes boys. Like, just imagine sitting in front of where Jack is as his hands rest against your shoulders where he’s softly massing your bare shoulders as he’s talking with Quinn and Luke as he cheekily plays with the strings of your bikini top, but you go to playfully slap his hand away as he’d chuckle and lean down to kiss your head as he’d pull you in closer as he’d whisper, “Sorry, pretty girl. Just can’t help myself when you look so beautiful. You know what that bikini does to me.”

“no, seriously, i think he’s gonna be even better this year. have you seen the work he’s been putting in this summer? the man is basically the hulk now,” luke rambles on, talking about someone on an opposing team, the name lost on you, not having tuned in to the full conversation.

you’re too busy feeling the warm sun on your darkening skin, basking in the feeling of being on the water.

“okay, you’re exaggerating a bit. he’s definitely been working hard, but he’s only worrying about strength, not skill or stamina,” you hear quinn’s voice respond.

you’re listening intently for clues at this point, too nosy for your own good, wanting to figure out who they’re talking about, but you can’t be bothered enough to ask.

“he’s definitely gotta work on his diet, too. heard he eats nothing but sugar and junk after games. can’t be helping the stats any,” your own boyfriend chimes in, nearly being able to feel the words leave his body as you’re leaned up against him, letting him rub soothing circles on your bare shoulders.

quinn and luke both mumble something in return, but you’re distracted by the switch up in rhythm of your lazy massage. his hands creep down farther towards the front of your shoulders, brushing your exposed collar bones.

leaning farther back, letting him know how much you like the new pattern, you force yourself back into sleuth mode.

“i just can’t imagine paying that much for a personal trainer out in LA just to throw it all away with bad habits. heard he’s been partying like crazy, too,” it’s quinn’s voice that gives you the clues.

LA? so they’re talking about someone from either the kings or the ducks.

as you’re running through your mental roster of each team, you feel the small strip of fabric on your shoulder be lifted from your skin, jack’s fingers slipping underneath to caress the soft skin there.

you keep yourself focused on your train of thought, knowing trevor has an affinity for sugary snacks and junk food, but surely they’re not talking about him?

“it just seems like a waste to me. kid’s got a lot of potential, but seems like he’s throwing it away before he even gets started,” your ears perk at the sound of luke’s voice.

so they’re talking about a prospect? or a rookie?

focusing even harder, thinking back to all of the conversations of jack’s you’ve overheard concerning this season’s prospects, you try to remember any mention of a player that fits the criteria.

however, all that focus you’re channeling goes straight to the feeling of one of your thin straps loosening dangerously. snapping your eyes open, you turn your head to try and see what happened, noticing large, nimble fingers toying with the half-untied not.

you bring your hand up immediately to swat his out of the way, clamping it down to stop any wardrobe malfunctions from occurring.

saying nothing, you turn ever so slightly to glare up at him, noticing the cheeky smile on his face as he looks at his brothers.

you bring your other hand over to re-tie the knot, huffing when you feel his rough hands move to the other shoulder, already toying with the other strap.

“would you stop it? we’re on a boat with your brothers. behave,” you quietly scold so that only he could hear, not wanting to disrupt the conversation you were trying so hard to decipher.

he glanced down at you, smirking before leaning his mouth down to your ear. “sorry, pretty girl. just can’t help m’self. look so pretty in all these colors,” he whispers against your skin, letting his hot breath fan over the sensitive spot behind your ear.

you shiver slightly, craning your neck to give him access to more of your skin, the sensation making you unable to focus on anything else.

“know you wore it just for me. s’my favorite, told you that, didn’t i?” he asks you, focusing his touch on your upper arms now, rubbing up and down in a teasing manner, drawing out goosebumps on your smooth skin.

“mmm, can’t remember, did you?” you basically pant out, swallowing a groan at the feeling of his lips placing a kiss to the top of your neck, tongue peeking out only slightly to taste your warm skin. he knows how quickly you fall apart at the action, eliciting the exact reaction he wanted from you.

his chuckle vibrates through your body, but the sound is covered up by the hum of a boat speeding by your stationary one, bringing you back to the reality of where you were.

you sit up, distancing yourself from jack only slightly, eyes glancing around to make sure no one witnessed the little ‘moment’ you and jack just had.

you swallow thickly, willing every nerve in your body to calm the fuck down.

quinn and luke are too wrapped up in their conversation to realize jack hadn’t chimed in for a few minutes, so they were completely oblivious to what he just tried to do.

relief washes over you, sinking back into jack.

“don’t think this is over, sweet girl,” he speaks lowly into your ear once again. “can’t promise they won’t hear just how happy this little suit of yours makes me when we get back to the house,” he finishes, causing your stomach to drop in anticipation.

you gulp as he raises back up, going back to rubbing your shoulders as if nothing ever happened.

“what do you think, jack? think he’s got the stamina to compete?” quinn asks his younger brother, continuing the conversation neither of you were focused on anymore, not noticing how rigid you’ve suddenly become.

“oh, i don’t know. guess we’ll have to see,” he shrugs. “we all know how important stamina is, after all,” he squeezes your shoulders, letting you know his words were meant for you, not his brothers.

when you can practically feel the smirk on his mouth as he said those words, you decided that buying this bikini was both the best and worst decision you made this summer.

[sturniholo]

belly button piercing - matt & chris sturniolo

head cannons based on the reader getting their belly button pierced

based on this request !

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MATT

- the minute you mentioned getting one he was immediately hooked on the idea 

- anytime you contemplated whether or not you should get it, he would make sure to steer you towards getting it

"you know how hot that would make you look, babe?"

- he wanted to be with you when you got it pierced

- as you were getting pierced, he held onto your hand the whole time

"you're doing great, babe."

- he was there for moral support the first time you changed it

- once it was healed, he bought all sorts of jewelry for it

- he just thinks it's the most attractive piercing a girl could have

- whenever you wear cropped shirts, guarantee his eyes are locked on the jewelry

- when summer came around, he found himself getting turned on by how it looked in a bikini

- he would grip onto your waist, careful not to bump the jewelry, and whisper horny things in your ear

"the things I would do if it was just us." 

- it's safe to say he loves your piercing and thinks it makes you look ten times hotter

CHRIS 

- he had no idea you wanted a belly button piercing

- so when you came home with it pierced, he was definitely surprised

"holy shit! when did you get that pierced?"

- he totally thinks it's hot

- any chance he gets, he makes sure to compliment it

"it looks so good, holy fuck."

- he often helps you clean it, especially when you're feeling lazy

- buys a fuck ton of jewelry so you can switch it up

- he wants you to match the jewelry to what he's wearing

"if i wear this shirt, will you wear the blue jewelry?"

- absolutely loves the way it looks in a bikini 

- he thinks it's the hottest thing ever and was so glad you decided to get it pierced

┊ ✫ ┊ ┊ ☾⋆ ┊ ⊹ ┊ ✯ ⋆ ┊

a/n: so sorry if this was shit…i currently have pink eye in both eyes, so i wanna limit my screen time ! 🖤

[deepestnightcolor]

Hello again! I absolutely LOVED 'eggs', made my heart swoon for alex even more❤️

I was wondering if you would put the idea that I've been thinking of a while now into a fic, obviously do not have too❤️❤️

So I was thinking that, with how alex kind of checks Hailey out in some of Dialogue and can see that their the stereotypical 'jock x cheerleader' dynamic, but when starts noticing his little quips, they get jealous of his compliments, as they deeply like Alex, but he hasn't noticed.

So reader has the brilliant idea(not really) to make him jealous of them, so they go flirt with someone (could be anyone) and alex obviously gets upset, so when reader comes home, disappointed that alex didn't do anything. BOOM, big knock at the door, and they open it, and big surprise, it's alex, dripping with rain and just tackles the reader to make some good old jealousy sex, the rough type😍😍

(Preferreablely female reader, please❤️❤️)

Hopefully, your day is going well. Keeping hydrated, LOVE YOUR FICSSS like they are my fuel💀❤️

ᴀ/ɴ: There we fucking go, Alex has found you~ I hope this fuels you for another few weeks ;)

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Alex x Fem!Reader

ᴡᴄ: 2934 words

ᴍᴅɴɪ ✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: jealousy sex, flirting, oral, unprotected sex, cursing, spanking

☾ ʟᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴄᴏᴏᴋ ☽

It always tickled you in all the wrong places, but it was understandable, really. Who would have liked to hear their crush checking out another woman?

“iF yOu SeE HaYlEy TeLl HeR I aM bUsY,” you mocked in an over-exaggerated voice as you kicked a rock, making your way back over to Sam who had comfortably stretched out on a beach towel. “Whaddup, sunshine?” He asked with a grin, one eye lazily opening to look up at you. “Men suck,” you snarled back, plopping down next to him with crossed arms, a pout on your face. “Aw, come on now,” he laughed, patting your knee before closing his eyes again. “Just because Alex is a little dense sometimes-“ “How do you know this is about Alex?” you scoffed, the pout on your lips only intensifying. “Hm…Lemme think. Maybe because you just talked to him and stomped over her like a toddler throwing a tantrum? Ooooor, maybe, just maybe, ‘cause I own two eyes that can see that fuckin’ obvious crush you’ve got going on, so…” A sigh left your lips as you fell back, rubbing over your face. “Yeah, sorry,” you murmured, a shameful blush spreading on your cheeks. “It just- you know, it sucks so bad that you go over to someone and flirt with them, just to talk about another girl! I mean, I’d get if he just wasn’t interested in me, but sometimes he has the audacity to flirt back!”

The blond next to you chuckled, his hands behind his head. Lazy days with Sam usually calmed you, but today, Alex only riled you up. And you had been so confident today! Striding towards him in your cute new bikini, flashing him the prettiest smile! And he-  “So you are jealous,” Sam stated, so matter-of-fact that it made you want to pinch his side. “Well…maybe.” “So…Catch his attention?” “I am trying, Samson! I am trying really hard here!” Sam sighed, raising his brow. “Is he looking?” “What?” “You heard me. Is he looking?” You glanced over your shoulder, and much to your surprise, Alex was looking in your direction, giving you a small wave. “Yeah, why?” “Alright, I am going to pull you down to me now. Just play along.” And really, seconds later, a long arm snaked around your waist, pulling you down and into his side. He helped you rest your head on his shoulder, lazily playing with your hair. If you hadn’t been so upset from before, you’d have actually enjoyed this. You sighed as your cheek rested on his skin, warm from the sun, moody ego slowly being soothed. “Is he still lookin’?” Sam asked, making you glance up. And yeah, there he was, arms crossed, face closed off. His whole body language seemed tense all of a sudden, making you hum. “Staring.” “Good,” Sam hummed, pulling you a little closer, “let him cook, then.”

Maybe the two of you had put on a little show for Alex. Cuddling at the beach, cracking jokes as you packed up because the sky had been darkening, playfully shoving one another as you walked past Alex. Just to add a little on the image, you waved sweetly at him, before resting your head back on Sam’s shoulder. “Do you think that worked?” You asked, feeling the first raindrop imploding on your skin. “You will figure out soon enough,” the blond laughed, ruffling your hair as your ways parted. Oh well, you knew that had been childish, but you just- it had felt cathartic to give Alex a taste of his own medicine, even if it wasn’t going to bare any fruit.

Heaven had just started to flood the town when you entered your home, dropping your beach bag in the entryway without a second thought. Your sour mood had turned more positive thanks to Sam, but still, the ugly pit of jealousy had rooted in your stomach, making your head reel. How could Alex be so nonchalant about all of this? One day he was flirting heavily with you, the next he talked about Hayley. In all fairness, you had to admit – they’d make a sweet couple. A classic one; the cheerleader and the jock dynamic matched to a t. That didn’t mean it didn’t sting, though.

You sighed, about to take off the thin robe you had thrown over your body on your way home when you heard thunder rumbling in the distance, the grey sky darkening your house. The air was thick and humid, making it feel harder to breathe all of a sudden. How could such nice weather turn into this dark, gloomy threat within mere moments? You shuddered despite the heaviness in the air, about to step away from the door to be able to snuggle up on your couch when you heard a knock on the door. Your head tilted to the side – who in their right mind had made their way over in this weather? The rain was pounding on your roof – it must have been almost painful to trek over here. Maybe Sam had forgotten something?

You hadn’t expected to open the door to Alex, absolutely drenched and panting heavily. “Alex- What are you-“ There was no time for you to finish the question as you were pushed backward, the muscular man kicking the door shut behind him. “What do you think that was, huh?” He almost snarled, brown hair that was usually carefully styled sticking to his face, water drops running down his tense face. “What do you-“ “Cuddling up with Sam, huh? Almost eye fucking one another,” he snarled, body language on the verge of being threatening as he stepped toward you, his long fingers wrapping around your chin. “Clinging to him in that skimpy little bikini,” he scoffed, free hand snapping the strap of your bikini top against your shoulder, “after flirting with me. After prancing around in front of me. After making me all hard.” “Alex, it wasn’t-“ “Shut up,” he gasped out, pulling you close and letting your lips collide in an almost aggressive kiss, his tongue pushing past your lips as he pressed you into his wet body. You couldn’t help yourself, moan slipping into his mouth as if it had been pre-destined, your body almost immediately giving into him.

He guided you forward with the strength of his body, hands on your hips, tugging, no, ripping at the hem of your bikini bottom snapping the elastic back against the squish of your hips. “Wasn’t like that, huh?” He hissed; tongues still connected by a string of saliva. “‘Course it wasn’t.” You wanted to respond, you had it all sorted out in your mind, but then the fat of his lips met your neck, gently kissing at the skin before he sucked it into his mouth greedily, hips bucking forward, allowing you to feel the bulge that had formed in his wet trunks. And Yoba, how good it felt. Absolutely perfect, perfect enough to make you forget about your intentions, about how you wanted to throw in his face that you had wanted to give him a taste of what he had been doing to you – it simply didn’t matter anymore. Not with his cock grinding against you through the nylon of your swimwear.

“That’s better, isn’t it, babe? Better than messing around with Sam, right?” It was a snarl, as threatening as the thunder hanging in the sky as he urged you toward the couch, your body buckling into it as soon as the back of your knees hit it. “Yes,” you croaked, eyes meeting his darkened green ones. Poor Sam, not even there and still thrown under the bus.

Alex hummed, his face softening just a tad as he hovered over you, his thumbs hooking in the waistband of his swimming trunks, lowering just enough to reveal his hip bones, just enough to show off the head of his dick. Your mouth watered, fingers fidgeting as the need to touch him arose, but Alex was quicker. “Turn around. Hands and knees. Be my good girl now,” he cooed, voice soft enough to soothe your anxieties but stern enough to make you obey immediately.

“Look ahead,” the athlete added, and you could hear something wet drop onto the floor. The image of his cock springing free popped up in your head, making you sigh in despair. Yoba, how you wanted to see him, take it in. But you had played with fire, and now had to live with the consequences. Not that you minded. Not when his fingers slipped your bottoms to the side. Not when you felt a tongue take a long drag through your folds. Your hands automatically curled into the cushion of your couch, eyes drifting shut as his tongue lapped at you. “So sweet,” Alex breathed, tongue lapping at your sweet juices. His lips wrapped around your folds, giving them a light suckle. Yoba, you tasted heavenly. Heavenly enough for him to almost forgiving you pressing into Sam’s side, but only almost. His hands gripped your thighs, forcing them to spread wider, wanting more access for his face to nuzzle into your wet, tongue greedily lapping up the nectar you gave him, eyes closed in bliss. And oh, how your sweet little clit throbbed whenever his tongue threatened to touch it, how you whined when he ran it back down just moments before it actually came in contact with it.

“Alex,” you groaned out, voice a lot more whiny than it had been before, hips grinding back against him, just to be rewarded with a rough smack on your ass. “Impatient little slut,” he growled, sitting up on the armrest, leaving your pussy all cold and drooling. “You know, I think…I think I should mark you up,” he rasped, licking his lips when he saw the reddened skin from where his big hand had landed. “Make you smell like me. Maybe it will keep others away from you.” Another smack to your ass, rougher than before, but this time, his thumb smoothed over the stinging skin. “I think that would be good, actually. What do you think, babe? Do you like the idea?” His hips bucked forward again, tip catching the wetness his tongue had hungrily licked up just moments ago. Your mouth worked to press out an answer, but Alex proved himself to be impatient. The tip of his dick, fat and heavy, pressed against your twitchy entrance, threatening to bully into you. But at last, Alex halted, his hands placing firmly on your hips, thumb pressing in the skin so hard they ought to leave marks. But he had to ground himself, had to hold on to you to keep steady, otherwise your sweet, drooling cunt would have been too much of a temptation. Wouldn’t have allowed him to keep back, not with how your hips pushed back, grinding ever so slightly in search for friction, and he had to hold back– just for a moment longer, he hoped. “You okay with this-“ “Fuck! Get a hint and DO it already, you dense donkey!” you called out, frustrations you had been feeling at the beach resurfacing, spilling out in that weak insult, tickling a laugh out of Alex. Dense donkey, huh? He would give you “dense donkey”.

His hips shoved forward, sinking his dick about halfway in in one, smooth, powerful thrust. It made you cry out, your back arching inward as your cunt worked on adapting to the perverted shaft stretching you wide. “Yoba, you are so fuckin’ wet, babe. Did Sam get you riled up like this, huh?” The jealousy pooling in his stomach made his jaw clench, hips pushing forward when you didn’t answer – he had given you the option to answer, you had failed to deliver. But it  was him who got to fuck you now, not Sam. Him that would fill you to the brim, over and over, not Sam. And then, there it was. Your head, shaking ever so slightly in response to his question, answering with actions instead of words, leading the grip on your hips to ease up a little. That was his girl, wasn’t that right? But still, he couldn’t let you off the hook so easily, not with how you had behaved. He waited for your cunt to stop clenching around him so much before he slowly pulled back, making you whine at the empty feeling he left behind as only his tip was resting within you. With a rough shove, however, he bottomed out inside of you, making you gasp out his name. Yoba, didn’t you sound angelic? He wished you could have looked at your cunt and how greedily it swallowed all of him, drooling all over his skin. He wasn’t much better in that regard, drops of pre-cum mixing with your delicious wetness. But fuck, you were so wet, and sweet, and your squishy walls-

His head fell back as he groaned out, eyes squeezing shut as he let the feeling of you being filled to the brim by him sink in. He had dreamed of you quite often already, sometimes even fucked his fist with your name on his lips, but this – this was much better than anything his brain could have come up with. “Look at that pretty little cunt,” he sighed, pulling out again, just to fill you back up. He adapted a slow pace, pulling out until only the tip was remaining, just to bottom out within you. Every damn time he fucked you full you were sure you were going to rip, and fuck, you wanted to rip for him. Wanted him as deep as humanly possible, just- needed him. Alex’s clenched his jaw again, biting down on his lower lip as he took in how your whole body was forced forward with each thrust, moaning at how you greedily sucked him in, how your cunt clenched when he was just about to slip out in an attempt to keep him in. He loved how he made you feel every single damn centimetre, and you took it all, moaning his name with breathless begs, panting like a bitch in heat beneath him. He really wanted to keep up this torturing pace, wanted to keep teasing you, edging you along slowly, but he just couldn’t- not when he could have more of these sounds.

His hips picked up in their pace, fucking into you much faster now, not taking the time to pull out almost completely. However, the force of his thrusts didn’t lessen, quite the opposite. Fucking into you hard enough to elicit the sound of skin smacking against skin, compelling your poor pussy to squelch as his tip bullied into you, bumping against your greedy, soft walls. His hand reached forward to hold onto your shoulder, the other still holding onto your hip. “Tell me, love. Do ya like this? Bein’ fucked on the couch like a dirty little slut? Huh? Do ya like bein’ fucked by me?” As if to underline the sentiment, his hips snapped deeply inside of you, pounding as deep inside of you as he could, using your hips as leverage to pull you against him. A mumbled “yes” slipped from you, accompanied by the moans Alex’s rough treatment tickled out of you, making him laugh a little breathlessly.  “Didn’t hear you, babe. Say that again. Come on, scream it out for me,” he urged, his balls pulling tight when he heard a sob coming from you. Must have hit a good spot, huh? He angled his hips differently, now attacking the spot that had made you sob for him, grinning to himself when your moans picked up in volume. “Baaaabe~” he hissed, groaning out your name. “Tell. Me.” Two especially hard thrusts into the spot followed his words, making your whole body quiver. “Yes, Alex!” “Yes what?” He snarled, smacking your butt twice. “I love being fucked by you!” “That’s my girl,” he gasped, eyes squeezing shut when you clenched around him once more. You were driving him crazy, right up the wall, balls feeling incredibly tight as he neared his orgasm. “Who do you belong to, little bitch?” He cooed in your ear, biting the lobe, suckling a hickey into the skin just below. “Y-y-you- I- am gonna-“ “You gonna cum for me, yeah? Do it. Make me smell like you.” His hand gripped strands of your hair to pull your head back, not wanting to allow you to moan into your pillow. He wanted to hear you, have those pretty sounds all for himself while his tip abused that sweet spot inside of you. You squeaked as your body tensed, toes curling as the first orgasm of the night wrecked through you, juices leaking over Alex’s fat, throbbing cock. Yoba, he would make you lick him clean later, you’d look so good with his dick pressing against your tongue- A groan left him, spasming cunt massaging his already aching dick. He was gonna cum, and he was gonna cum soon.

“Fuck, babe!” He hissed when his orgasm came over him, ropes of white painting your walls. You moaned at the feeling, but the sound shifted into a whine when Alex all of a sudden pulled out, jerking his dick with wet clicks. Hot semen landed on your ass, your back, your shoulders. “looks beautiful,” he gasped, tightening his fist around his throbbing shaft, cum now covering the back of your thighs as well. His hips bucked forward as he milked his cock, pushing his tip against your folds against, watching your cum mix together. “All…fucking…mine,” he gasped, suddenly leaning forward. “How’s that taste of your medicine?”

[vodika-vibes]

Hey I was wondering if you could write a crosshair x reader where they have a lazy morning maybe with batcher too.

Lazy Morning

Summary: You decide to sleep in on your day off. It leads to a very relaxing day with the love of your life.

Pairing: TBB Crosshair x F!Reader

Word Count: 1087

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: I started writing this ages ago and then put it on pause, before continuing it today and I have no idea where I was originally going with the story, so I'm sorry if the vibes changes midstory. The only problem now is that I want to lounge by the pool. Alas, there is no pool.

It’s early, though not so early that the sun isn’t high in the sky, and you groan in annoyance when the bright morning sun hits your face, waking you from your very nice sleep.

Wait.

You’re fairly certain that you shut the curtain before you fell asleep last night.

You crack open a singular eye just as something large and heavy lands on the bed, and then you yelp as the solid mass of muscle flops next to you. “Batcher-?”

The lurca hound releases a happy little noise and buries her head under your pillows and blankets. 

You groan and roll onto your back, flinging your arm over your eyes, “Crosshair? Why is your dog in my bed?”

“I’m fairly certain it’s our bed, angel.” Crosshair replies from somewhere on the other side of the room, near the door. He’s probably the one who opened the curtain too.

“You don’t live here, leech.” You counter without any heat in your voice.

“Rude, and I went through all of the trouble of making caf and breakfast for you. But, since you aren’t interested-”

“I hate you. What did you make?” You ask as you slowly sit up and squint at the man leaning against the door frame, “And how’d you get in anyway?”

“I made a quiche-” You shoot him a look, and he rolls his eyes, “Believe it or not, I am capable of following instructions from a recipe.”

“Yeah, but normally people start with, like, pancakes. They don’t tend to jump to quiches.” You reply as you swing your legs off the bed and stretch your arms over your head, “And you didn’t answer how you got in the house.”

“I picked the lock.”

“Cross!”

“Hey, you don’t want me to pick the lock, then give me a key.”

“Ugh, I haven’t had a copy made yet. I’m working on it.” You pad over to him, yawning widely, and then you thump your head against his chest, “Why’re you and Batcher over here anyway.”

“My brothers are annoying.” Crosshair replies as he sets his hand between your shoulder blades, “I needed some quiet.”

“Mm,” You slide your arms around his waist, “And you decided to make breakfast for me while enjoying the quiet?”

You feel him shrug, “You deserve to be spoiled. Maybe.” He says, his hand sliding up to rest lightly at the back of your neck. 

“Maybe?” You ask with a laugh.

“I do have a reputation, kitten.”

“Yeah, yeah. I remember.” You rub your nose against his chest, allowing the sharp scent of Crosshair to fill your lungs, and then you pull back slightly, “Thank you for making breakfast, I appreciate it.”

“You’re welcome,” He lightly rubs the back of your neck with his thumb, a small, slightly crooked, smile on his lips. “It still needs to cook for a bit, so you have time enough to shower and wake up.”

You hum thoughtfully, “Yeah, I might do that.” You lean in to brush your lips against his jaw, only to giggle as he ducks his head to kiss you properly. You lightly trail your fingers against his jawline, “Good morning, Crosshair.”

“Mm, it is a good morning now,” He murmurs, before he drops one more kiss against your lips, “Go take your shower, I’m going back to the kitchen. Batcher, off!” The dog whines but jumps off your bed, dragging your comforter with her.

You sigh, and Crosshair chuckles, “I’ll handle it, kitten. I’m planning on spending the day lounging by your pool, so maybe grab a swimsuit.”

“You just want to watch me parade around for you in a bikini.”

“Yeah, of course.”

You huff, though there’s no heat, and you lightly kiss him one more time before you meander over to your dresser to dig out your swimsuit, “Why do you want to use the pool when we live on an island?”

“Uh, there are people at the beach, and there aren’t people here. Besides, you’re the one who owns a pool in spite of living on a tropical island.”

You scowl at him as you pull out your bathing suit, “I didn’t build the pool, the house came with it.”

“You still bought it.”

“Inherited it.”

“Same difference.” He walks over to you and tugs your bikini out of your hands, before pulling a different one out of your dresser, “Wear this one.”

“...this is white.”

“I know what I’m about, kitten.”

“You’re such a man sometimes,” You take the bikini though and turn towards the bathroom, “I’ll be down shortly.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

Fifteen minutes later, you step into the kitchen, clad in the white bikini and a sarong hung low around your hips. Crosshair offers you an appreciative whistle, before he tosses a ball out the back door for Batcher to chase.

“Prettier than a sunset,” He praises, a small smirk on his lips.

“Only because I’m wearing this thing,” You counter as you walk over to him and lightly pluck his toothpick out of his mouth.

“You could take it off, I won’t complain.” He drawls with an appreciative drag of his eyes down your body.

You point at him with his toothpick, “Pervert.”

“Guilty as charged.” He pushes your hand away and stands so he’s able to catch your lips in a kiss, “I opened the umbrella and put your breakfast on the table outside already. I also put out towels for us, as well as the sunblock.”

“Well, you have everything in hand, don’t you?”

“All that’s left to finish the perfect morning, is you sprawled out in the sun.” Crosshair replies.

You laugh softly, “Well then, who am I to deny you?” His arms snake around your waist and he tugs at the knot holding the sarong in place.

“You’re not going to need this, kitten. It’ll just get dirty.”

“And I’m sure it has nothing to do with wanting to see my legs.”

“Of course not.”

“Uh-huh.” You slide your hands up his chest and then wrap your arms around his neck, “It’s a good thing that I actually like your attention.”

“Oh, how much do you like my attention?” Crosshair asks as he bumps his forehead against yours.

“Enough that I’m considering inviting you to spend the night.”

He chuckles, “Well then, I’d better behave so you don’t change your mind.”

And you laugh one more time, before you pull him down into a kiss, leaning your weight against him. He’s right about one thing, this is definitely the perfect morning.

[nova2kss]

𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓼

𝓼𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: on a beach trip you're "ex" bf gets upset watching you flirt with a worker on the ice cream bar, so he handled it.

𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: Eren x blackfem! reader

𝓬𝓾𝓶𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: jealous!Eren, eren being a little rough, chocking, hair pulling, some possessiveness, just a bit of spit play ( if you squint) cowgirl, backshots , collapsed back shots, lots of kissing , some dirty talk , petnames, cursing , lmk if i missed anything else

𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰: this is my first time writing smut so excuse me if its badddd, not proofread at all sorry im lazy asf, i recommend reading in dark mode , other characters are included but not important, MDNI! support the blog :)

SASHA was grabbing you're arm to drag you towards the ice cream bar that she had been begging you to take her to it since yall had got to the beach.

"y/n pleaseeeeee" she asked again, you looked up at her through youre sunglasses to see her pleading puppy eyes.

" Sasha why wont you go its right there" you responded to her

" well i-" she was about to speak again before eren interrupted her

"Exactly stop trynna take away my girl"

"aht aht aht im not your girl anymore" you snapped at him quicly shutting him down before hopping up and grabbing your wallet and phone.

all while eren watched you dust sand off youre thighs and run your hair through your goddes braids that were hanging down your back, he examined you and watched them stop right below your ass which was currently out in the cotton crochet bikini you wore.

he shook his head at youre pettiness because there was no way in hell you were still mad about that stupid ass argument

you and him had got into an argument 2 days before you all had left for this trip, and he has tried to get in contact with you multiple times before you had left but you just weren't gonna let up.

you didnt even ride in the car with him on the way here, when everyone had parked at jeans house, you had decided to ride with sasha, ymir, and mikasa. while eren rode with connie, jean, armin, and onyankapon. the others rode with reiner and historia.

Eren was already upset that he hasnt talked to his girl in 2 days, but to see her laughing and flirting with the man at the ice cream bar even when sasha had already gotten hers, that really tipped the cake for him.

Eren watched you closely so he watched how you playfully punched his arm, he saw how hard you were laughing and it honestly pained him to watch you exchange numbers with him and when he had decided he had enough.

he would let you finish and enjoy the rest of your trip before he told you about yourself.

everyone had decided to have a little kickback at jeans house and you just so happened to sit next to eren

he tapped your thighs with 2 fingers while you were watching sasha, ymir, connie, and armin go at it in sorry

he motioned you to look at your phone to see you had a text from him

meet me in the guest bedroom in like 3 minutes

you nodded and continued on watching the game as eren got up

you carefully got up and told mika you would be back

when you walked in the room he was sitting on the side of the bed

you shut and locked the door and asked " whatd you need" attitude as clear as day because you still didn't wanna talk to this nigga

he turned and laid back on the headboard with a sigh and one leg on the bed and the other off

he had his hair tied in his signature bun with a couple of hair strains out and he was rolling a blunt

you couldnt even lie he looked hella good like that especially with no shirt on, but you had to stand your ground

"hellooo you not gone answer???" you asked him

he looked up at you with a chuckle

"come hea"

you walked to his side and sat by his leg, he put his freshly rolled blunt on the night stand next to the lamp, he looked like he was already high from a previous blunt but you weren't gonna question it.

" are you gonna tell me what you wan-" you were cut off by a tattooed hand warping around your neck, it made your breath hitch as he pulled you closer to his face with your lips inches away from his.

" why do you insist on playing with me mama, hmm?"

he tightened his hand around your throat and pulled you on top so you were straddling him

" why do you wanna make me mad baby?'

all you could do was whimper against his lips

"just tell me whats wrong" he breathed against your lips while titling his head

" i-i just t-think mhm" you couldn't even speak properly because of how eagerly he was sucking or your neck

he brung his face back up to yours before speaking again

" you thought laughing in his face wouldn't make me mad hmm?" he said as he brought his hand from your neck down to your lower back where the other rested

and as you were beginning to speak he slide them down to the plump skin of your ass and started to massage it

you rested your hands on his shoulders attempting to catch your breath, he looked at with his low red eyes licking his lips patiently waiting for you to speak

"i-i didn't do it to make you mad, i did it because i told you we weren't together so i can mess with anyone i want and you can to-"

once again you were cut off but with a slap to your ass that made you whimper and jump, you felt how hard he was from under you and it made you throb

he took one of his hands and rested it into your scalp before tightly gripping a handful of your braids and ass.

"mhmmhmm" you whined as you threw your head back

" come on, ride it."

you got up and planted your 2 feet on the sides of the bed, you waited for him to pull his pants down as you looked down at him

" im not helping you ma" he chuckled " put that shit in yo self" he continued making you groan before pulling down his sweats

he hand on no undergarments which made it even more easy access

it didnt spring up because of how heavy and thick it was

you picked up his dick and heard him hiss

with your free hand you slid your bikini bottoms to the side and rubbed his tip up and down your soaked slit which made you both moan

you rubbed his tip on your aching bud and both of your faces contorted into pleasure.

" fuckkk its so wet ma" you moaned in returned while placing your other hand on the head board, you continued to tease him since you figured you were in control

he yanked your hair before making you look at him " put that shit in cmon"

you listened to him and aligned the tip of his dick perfectly with your hole

you slid down on him slowly while hissing out

" mhmmm fuckkk papa" you yelped out while putting your other hand on the head board

you moved up slowly hearing him groan out and throw his head back

while only moving up and down on the tip to tease him, he moved both of his hands towards your hips and slammed you down to his base

you yelled out from the pain and pleasure you received from the unexpected move

you continued to bounce on him

the sounds of your sticky slick clapping on his muscular thighs were heavenly not to mention the moans coming from the both of you

you were panting out like a dog

eren grabed your throat and kissed you so hungrily muffling your moans

he was hitting all the right spots and was barely doing anything

he started to thrust up into you making you yelp out

" right there mama?"

"mhm hmm" you shook your head not wanting him to stop

" come on baby use your words"

" s-shittt, i- im gonna cum baby" was all you could say, the claps got heavier and louder as you were chasing your own climax which made eren stop and flip you towards the end of the bed

and now he was on top and in control.

eren turned you around and brung your hips up making you arch your back

"mhmm shittt" he groaned as he slide back in from behind

you were gripping the sheets and screaming into the bed

he grabbed the end of your braids and lifted your head up before gripping your neck from behind a

" thats right baby take that shit, tell them how good i make you f-feel fucckk"

he started to hit your spot and you had to stop yourself from screaming

" O-ohh my fuckk babyyyy" you dragged out to him while falling forward a bit

you didnt want him to stop but shit

"s'to muchhh"

" right there baby, mhm are you gonna cum for me?"

" FUCKK YESSSS' you shouted as he dragged your head back up to his tattooed chest

he lifted your head up before tonguing you down

" open your mouth" he panted out before letting his spit trickle into your mouth, he didn't give you a chance to swallow before he was back tonguing you

you moaned in his mouth as your body to spas and your creamy white substance was coating his dick from base to tip

he let go of your chin and groaned into the crook of your neck while you were still riding out your high.

you purposely lost your arch and let eren fall on top of you from behind

he was still slowly thrusting into your sensitive hole making both of you moan

" im gonna cum mama" he groaned into your head while kissing the outside

he grabbed your hand while kissing down to your neck

"cum inside mee"

" shit im cummingg, ahh fuckk"

you let him ride out his high into you while moaning out

" howd it feel?" you asked him once he was done while laughing

because clearly someone was already halfway asleep

he had cleaned you both up and changed the sheets while you were in the guess bathroom

"come hea" he motioned for you to come lay with him

" you still not my girl?" he asked you in a sarcastic manner

"oh my- shut the hell up" you both laughed while getting comfortable in the bed

and drifting off to sleep

sooooo did you guys like it??

reblog and comment pleaseee

idk i think i might do a part 2 lol

request are always opennn

[kisses4mizu]

Mizu x reader goes vacation!!

warning: implied nsfw

- Reader and Mizu too lazy to pack tbh… so they call Taigen and Akemi and Ringo to ‘help’ them (they did all the work…) 😚

- got so confused in the airport since it’s their first time on vacay 😭 (so real)

- got called out because Mizu brought a penknife for ‘arts and crafts’

- “I told you not to bring that!”

- “I need to protect my cutie girlfriend~”

- “Shut your corny ass.”

- When you guys get into the hotel, you found out that there’s only one bed (eventhough you guys agreed to have 2 big beds to be more comfortable and soacious for both)

- “Are you serious?”

- “Hey hotels aren’t cheap!”

- Things get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 in there

- Room service knocked in the middle and the way y’all both froze on the bed LMFAOO

- “Hi, sorry to interrupt—“ door slams

- shocked asf when finding out that the food in the fancy restaurant, that’s the size of her palm, cost $50 💀

- Y’all too broke for that shit so u go to those convenience stores that actually doesn’t taste that bad

- You both bathe in the tub together and wash each other after the whole thing

- she got some flower petals to lay out on the water too 😋😋

- “Isn’t it too early to court me?”

- “No, I saw this in Nana…”

- “Whatever, you better not piss in here.”

- But then u realise the water is COLD ASF (bro literally bathed under the freezing cold waterfall water in the show, what did you expect man😭)

- Taking the free stuff at the hotel core

- You wear a bikini, a swimsuit, a random shirt, Mizu would still be checking u out at the beach

- “It’s so hot here,” she’ll say under the shade of the umbrella while smirking at you 😋

- OH BUT DON’T EVEN START WITH MIZU Y’ALLL, HER WET HAIR AND THE WAY IT STICKS TO HER SKIN AND HOW THE SUN ILLUMINATES HER FEATURES AND HOW BRIGHT HER SMILE LOOKS COMPARED TO THE SUN ESPECIALLY WITH THOSE BRIGHT GLIMMERY BLUE EYES OF HERS— sorry admin got a little overboard here..

- Anyways, vacay went overall great with mizu and you fighting in the water a little and pretending to speak the language there only to embarrass your asses…

[silverzoomies]

Polaroid

peter maximoff x reader smut

warnings: solo masturbation. that's pretty much it, sorry

word count: 2,625

a/n: i wrote about him jerking off again. whoops. i've been absent for a week. but i'll be home tomorrow !! and hopefully i can get back into the flow of writing. until then, here's this rushed, unpolished thing i wrote on a whim !! it's super clunky and i'm so sorry lol !!

edit: made some minor changes to this. fixed some things that felt off, but overall it's still the same idea.

taglist: @dewberryobssesed @violetharmonscupcake @kaismanwich @jellyluvr @icannot3 @taintandviolent @ahoyladiesz (as usual, ask to be added !!)

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Home alone, at long last. Helllllllz to the yeah. Down in the heart of his (mom’s) basement, Peter lies lazily on his back in bed. Today, it's one of those slow, hot afternoons midway through summer. Sunny, with a slight overcast. Peter hasn’t been outside to see it for himself. But he heard some guy on the radio call it “totally tubular” weather for a day at the beach.

He almost wishes he’d take a two second run to the Bahamas, or somewhere else. Peter could kick it back on a towel and watch babes in bikinis walk by. Maybe he could even stir up some trouble in the sand. Like he used to do, way back in his childhood. Just for some extra mayhem.

Alas. Today, Peter feels lazier than lazy. He’s found a new name for himself in Lazyville. As the leading candidate in the office of laziness. Speeding all around the globe for the umpteenth time this week sounds like too much work. Even a super powered mutant, living life in the fast lane, has his off days sometimes. What’s one break, eh? Breathing a sigh, he stares up at the ceiling. Earphones rest over his ears. Peter listens to a melodious tune by Jefferson Starship. Over his belly, he twirls his thumbs, bobbing his head along with his jams. Chillaxin’ and relaxin’ as one should on his day off. Hm.

Except, Peter’s kind of antsy. No one’s home at the moment. He has all this free time to do whatever he wants, in the privacy of said home. With not a soul around to judge him, or even bug him. And listen. It’s been centuries since he got off. Which may or may not be a slight exaggeration.

But wouldn’t you believe it? Despite his uniquely handsome features and outrageously fit bod; Peter has absolutely no game whatsoever. Crazy, right? Who woulda thought it? The dude who locked himself away in his (mom’s) basement for a good ten years. He’s awkward as hell? Say it ain’t so! Whoa!! Insane in the membrane!!!

Not to mention, it might as well have been a geological age since he got laid. Whatever. Who needs the companionship of someone else to have a totally righteous time, huh? Haha…

Ahem.

Today, Peter dubs himself the crowned king of slacking off and jacking off.

Pulling his earphones down to rest around his neck, his fingers move to find his jeans. He teases himself for a beat or two, his palm rubbing over the denim. Another beat, and his cock is freed from the tight, restrictive material. Peter makes a mental note: He might need to invest in looser pants. This pair is rough and uncomfortable around his legs, so he shoves them all the way down to his ankles with virtually no shame.

What does it matter anyway? For the time being, he’s free. At least until his mom gets back, that is. He should really stop thinkin’ about that. Every time Peter remembers - oh, yeah - he’s a grown ass man still living at his mom’s place; it kinda wrecks the vibe. Makes the mood crash and burn. Total boner killer. And he’s not even hard yet.

His half-hard cock rests limply over a curly patch of silver hairs. Peter would never admit it to anyone, but he’s always been self conscious of his hair situation. Some chick back in high school - he can’t even remember her name - said his silvery bush “looked really weird.” Like the pubes of some geriatric. 

Peter can barely picture her face at this point. But the sound of her giggling at his expense is, unfortunately, locked away in his brain forever. Another embarrassing memory to withstand the test of time. Probably until he dies, or becomes a geriatric himself.

What was he doing again? Oh. Right.

Peter gives his dick a firm squeeze, like he’s checking to make sure it’s still there. Before taking the semi-hard length into his hand. Slowly, he strokes himself to hardness. Breathing a relieved sigh, Peter settles into the groovy-patterned sheets of his bed. The smooth tip of his cock inches through his closed fist with every stroke. As his frustration blossoms, his length throbs with an intense longing for something more.

Thick veins pulsate under his hand. Sparkling beads of precum leak from his tip. He coats the head in a generous glaze of slickness, eliciting a hushed noise from the depths of his throat. Keeping himself as quiet as humanly possible is basically a instinctive response. But he doesn’t have to hold himself back right now, does he?

Sweet. Peter’s gonna be as loud and obnoxious as he wants.

Pumping his cock a bit faster, he momentarily stops to fondle his balls. They rest heavy in his palm, smooth to the touch and loose between his fingers. After teasing himself impatiently, Peter redirects his attention to his twitching length. Aching for more stimulation. He jerks off with a pleasurable rhythm. Subconsciously following the beat that resonates from his earphones, his strokes fall into a more consistent pace. He leans further back in bed, letting his lips part. His nerves tingle. And as he revels in the sensation, he loudly moans. Letting the noise rip through the silence of his ( mom’s ) basement.

Said basement has now become more stifling. Kudos to the summertime heat for that one. Peter’s Conan the Barbarian T-Shirt - now damp with his sweat - feels like too much of a hindrance. He pulls the fabric up, letting his upper half breath. With his shirt clamped between his teeth, Peter leaves his body exposed. A sheen of sweat coats his abs, and his pecs raise with each labored breath he takes.

He takes a half second to admire his own physique. Honestly? No bullshit? His body looks pretty damn amazing. If only there were someone around to appreciate how naturally jacked he is. It’s a hell of a tragedy, really. All this smokin’ hot, speedster bod goin’ to waste. Tsk tsk tsk.

Who was he even kidding? Why would anyone wanna waste their time messin’ around with a total shut-in like him?

Dammit. Now's not the time for some hateful, self-ribbing. He should distract himself with something. Something like-

Using the gift of his mutation, Peter increases his speed by a few notches. His fist squeezes tightly around his length, stroking his cock even faster. He groans into his shirt, knitting his brows as arousal washes through his groin in waves. It feels good. Really fucking good.

But it’s not enough. He wants to utilize this free time as much as he can. It’s the perfect opportunity to get even more frisky than he usually would. Peter bolts around the basement, searching for a few hidden…uh…treasures, we’ll call them. In a blink, he reappears on his bed, leaving his overly tight jeans and boxers discarded on the floor.

Lying next to Peter over the wrinkled blankets, rest a bottle of lube - the tingly kind, a stroker toy - clear, with literal, silver lining, and a polaroid photo. The toy hasn’t been used in eons, but its quality is still up to par. Peter made sure to clean it the instant he found it again. And the photo, well…

It’s his own, filthy secret.

A low-res, high flash picture taken of you at last year’s, X-mansion, Halloween party. Whoa, mama. You were scantily clad in the most outrageously suggestive Indiana Jones costume Peter ever saw. Back at the party, you even tipped your hat and cracked the whip a couple of times. Which may or may not have awakened something in him. But that’s beside the point.

You were so tipsy that night. Way more flirtatious than you naturally would be any other day. Peter remembers you pressing your body against his, hanging over him all night like a sexy sack of potatoes. He sat next to you on the couch. With a cheesy grin on his face, he watched your every move. The tiny shorts you were wearing kept riding up your thighs. It was obvious you were braless under a tight, cropped, button-up shirt. Leaving so little to the imagination.

Point blank, it was fucking awesome.

You crossed your smooth legs. One over the other. And you leaned in to whisper something hot in Peter’s ear.

“Take a picture with meeeee, Quickie, I wanna remember this moment forrrever and everrrr.” You pleaded, your breath tickling the skin of his neck. 

What followed, he hadn’t seen coming. As someone - it’s all a blur, Peter can’t remember who - snapped the photo, you pressed your glossy lips to his cheek. Your giggles were so coquettish and teasing, he felt shivers race through his body at mach speed.

“I’m, like, sooooooooo scared of snakes. Geddit? ‘Cuz I’m Indiana? But your snake doesn’t scare me. Can I pet it, pllllleeeassse?” You giggled again with a little whine.

Making an abrupt move, you reached for Peter’s crotch in front of everybody. After zipping away to grab you a solo cup full of water and some bread, Peter snatched the photo from whoever. And he bolted home in a fit of shameful embarrassment.

In retrospect, you weren’t just tipsy. You were majorly smashed. You didn’t remember a single minute of it. Figures. He’s not too surprised you wouldn’t remember flirting with him.

Peter sighs, blinking himself out of the memory. Eager to continue his once-in-a-silver-moon, jerkin’ session. He squeezes a fair amount of lube into his palm, wrapping his large hand tightly around his cock. Over every inch of his aching length, he spreads the slick substance. Tingles sparkle like stars across the hot, velvet skin of his cock. Wet noises echo lewdly through the basement, as Peter pumps his leaking dick fast and hard.

Clenching his shirt between his teeth, Peter tilts his head back. A loud, seething moan slips from his lips, slightly muffled. He pauses again, grabbing the stroker and guiding its smooth slit over the swollen head of his cock.

“MMmmmnnn~!” Peter hums a steady moan, exhaling through his nose.

The inside of the toy feels nothing even remotely close to the real thing. Kind of a bummer. But the tunnel’s soft, bumpy ridges are still a double A plus. A little too good sometimes, actually. The toy slides down Peter’s cock as he pushes his entire length through. It’s a tight fit around him. Tighter than it should be. Which is doing wonders for his confidence. Maybe he should be more proud of his size.

He’s above average enough, the small toy can’t contain the length of him entirely. His weeping tip peeks out the other side of the stroker, prodding through with every pump. Peter breathes another, shuddering moan. His brows crease in pleasure. Pumping his cock with the squishy toy, he whines in desperation. Forcing his thick length through the toy’s tight grip, slick with lube and smooth as silk. The ridges inside tickle and massage his cock, stimulating his buzzing nerves. 

The muscles in his groin tighten, stiffening his legs. Shoving his cock rapidly through the ribbed tunnel of the toy, he groans louder. Letting his needy noises slip as they please. Fuck it. No restraint. Indulging himself further in his degeneracies, Peter keeps your photo close by. He shoots a glance at it, admiring your soft thighs and amazing cleavage.

He daydreams about you. Imagining the way you’d feel around him, squeezing him so much tighter than any toy. You’d be needy and wet for him too, making it so easy for Peter to bury himself balls deep inside you. 

Peter thinks about the way your titties would look, bouncing with each thrust of his hips against you. Would your nipples peak, stiffening under his fingers? How would you react if he had a little fun, and teased you with a superspeed buzz? Would you even like that? Would you think that kinda thing was weird?

He really does want you sooooo bad. But you have absolutely zero idea. Peter knows he’d treat you right if you let him. If you ever gave him the time of day outside of missions, he’d take you on the wildest ride you ever strapped yourself into.

Clenching his teeth hard into his shirt, he wraps both hands tightly around the stroker. Peter leans as far back as he can, bracing his feet flat on the bed. The blankets curl under his toes, as he lifts his hips. Driving his cock through the slick, textured toy and fucking it hard.

“Nnghh…fuuuuck. Fuck.” He groans, voice catching under fabric.

His breaths quicken, and his moans morph into desperate whimpers. Peter aches for your heat, and the closeness of your body. Your gentle touch. Your sweet voice and little whines. He knows, without a doubt, you’d feel beyond amazing. And you’d probably taste so sublime.

Squeezing his eyes tightly shut, Peter whimpers into his shirt. Saliva seeps through the fabric, melting off his tongue and dribbling down his chin. His cheeks burn hotter, turning a brighter shade of crimson.

“Mmmmmfuckyeah-” Peter moans, followed by a muffled mumble of your name.

He fucks his cock through the toy at rapid, superspeed. Lifting his hips off the bed as if roughly drilling into your tight heat. Peter’s cock throbs as powerful surges of electricity erupt in the pit of his belly. Glossy, white streaks of cum spill from his tip, flooding over the toy. Dripping down the squishy sides of it. His cum stuffs the inside full, coating his dick in its stickiness. Peter thrusts his cock fast enough to appear a blur, until he’s completely spent.

Lying in a sweaty heap over his blankets, Peter pants easy breaths. Tousled, silver hair rests messily over his head. He pulls the stroker from his cock, and slick cum trails after it. Wet and thick against his softening dick. He throws his head back into the bed, taking a moment to compose himself.

It’s really crazy that he’s thinkin’ about you like this, isn’t it? He’s honestly really embarrassed by it. Peter grabs the polaroid and stares at it longingly, unable to suppress the grin pressing into his dimple. Damn. He just can’t help himself. No matter what, he’s kinda ride or die for you.

If only he had the balls to tell you up front.

Peter gazes at the photo for a few seconds too long. Lost in the sight of your sexy body again. You’re such a goddamn knockout. He guides his attention to his dick to find…he’s rock hard again? Seriously? Dropping his head onto the bed, Peter groans with agonizing frustration. He just can’t catch a break, can he? Why’s he always gotta be so antsy, so on edge, or so horny all the time??

A faint sound, like creaking wood, graces his ears. Peter tilts his head up instantly.

Only to be greeted by none other than the unexpected sight of you.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck-

You’re standing in his ( mom’s ) basement with your mouth agape. A faint indication of blush paints your cheeks, though he can barely see it. Peter should be moving. He should do what a speedster naturally would do in this kinda situation: Clean up and dress himself in less than a blink’s time. Just to play innocent afterwards. Maybe he could gaslight you into thinking you didn’t watch him get his rocks off.

But he’s stunned to the point of being frozen. Neither of you make a single move. Except for Peter’s dick. It twitches subconsciously in his lap, catching your attention. And your eyes widen further.

He really should’ve gone to the Bahamas. Peter’s betting those beaches are seriously bangin’ at this time of year.

[crimswnred]

new Beach hut episode out so ofc I had to talk about it. (keep in mind I'm on a Raf route)

ok, so, about the girls:

Estelle is sooooo hot. I love her freckles 😭 she's giving Talia, saying she wants to lay by the pool, being all cool about Villa life. I hope she likes us!! Also, none of those boys deserve her. hoping she got herself a hunk in Casa.

reading Daphne being all over Raf and talking about their connection... it made me giggle. I'm sorry!!!! but it's so funny to me. so much for a good connection huh?! I hope she twisted too or gets dumped. I can't afford having my man feeling guilty.

Willow is definitely the cutest of the bunch. her design is so pretty, I love her hair, her bikini, her piercing. and she's so sweet. low-key think Bryson doesn't deserve her (also, twist to Bonnie when THAT'S your girl? bffr). I REALLY hope we can be friends...

Geri matches Joyo's personality so well, but she's the one I'm sure twisted for a new guy. she's super cute and I still don't see what you guys are on about her looks. and she's either gonna hate Summer or love her. I think she might be drama as well, chatting up the boys 👀

now, my opinions. first of all, this beach hut episode was fucking useless. like, we could've learnt all that playing the game? at least this time we payed 17 gems for the whole bunch instead of 17 each girl.

second of all, this just feels like a lazy way to showcase the characters' personalities. it's giving cheap writing. but whatever. if they make them feel unique in game like they did with the boys, it's fine by me.

last but not least, they didn't even properly edit it 👇

like...... at least look for errors 😭

anyways, stupid ass episode. it would be better if they had released it with the boys.

[hux-and-gay]

posting my Kylux Sims outfits because I’m bored!

my mods wouldn’t work most of the time so everything is base game, except for one thing

please don’t judge my Sim making skills. I just got this app I like 2ish days ago. Very frustrated. It wouldn’t let me make Kylo’s hands bigger or his neck longer because now they look weird >:(

Anyway ignoring that

CASUAL CLOTHES

they’re emo guys! I make them both wear make up because yes. Also, Hux totally like acted like he was reluctantly letting Kylo paint his nails when in reality, he paints his nails in secret all the time.

FORMAL WEAR

I know crazy Hux isn’t wearing black, I’m sorry the black version of that top made him look like he was from Bridgerton! And Kylo’s hair is in a bun because yes! Also, I don’t know why Kylo has a Second ring that was not intended

ATHLETIC WEAR

Love how the way these photos are cropped makes Hux look taller. Ignore Kylo’s shoes they’re ugly. There were very limited options of shoes, and I don’t like repeating clothing. Anyway, Hux is wearing Kylo’s jacket hehe~

It’s a long story, I wanted to put Hux in a tracksuit, but the only one they had was for women so when I put it on him it gave him boobs and that looked weird, so I put him in a different jacket not the one he’s wearing and then it glitched, and it deleted it, and then I couldn’t find it again, so I gave him Kylo‘s and pretended it was intentional

PARTY OUTFIT (my personal favs)

They’re both giving Smexy vampire and I’m in love. I saw that hair for Kylo and had to use it for something, but you see this is where the short neck looks weird grrr

also look at the heels!

(when it’s revealed that Hux is wearing stockings under his outfits because I was too lazy to change them every time)

SLEEP WEAR

OK but like Hux had to have the robe, that was kind of mandatory. Anyway, I contemplated just doing boxers for Kylo, but it looked too similar to his swim wear and I don’t like when things look too similar so I picked this. Also, the bunny slippers are a reference to my grocery store meet cute one shot.

just FYI, there was a version of Hux in lingerie 😂

SWIM WEAR

Yes Hux is in a Bikini, enough said

He also had dog tags on in his sleep wear but they wouldn’t show. Also, now you can see how ugly and tiny Kylo’s hands are and why I was so mad they wouldn’t let me change it!

oh, and if you’re wondering why Hux has that little blotchy mark on his face it’s because I was using my psoriasis and eczema head canon so I picked the mark that looks closest to mine

HOT WEATHER

I did Hux’s beach outfit from my vacation crack fic 😂

also his nails are pink bc yes, and Kylo gets to put his hair up again. He’s probably still hot wearing fucking all black like that

COLD WEATHER

I don’t know why this particular screenshot of Kylo makes him look so squished, but it does . Also, the Hux reading glasses finally made an appearance! And I gave him earrings again, because why not?

BONUS

Kylo’s outfit from my Vacation Crack Fic 😂

This was the one peace of CC I used

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@dragonflies-draw-flame

[liannelara-dracula]

Diabolik lovers S+M+T brothers at beach

Hi Love,

Gosh, I am so sorry! I hope you are still around. This took months! To everyone I am sorry for my absences, in December I hope to be less busy. I luckily found some time for writing so I decided to finish some stuff while I'm at it. :) Hope you guys like it!

-Liannelara

Diaboys At the Beach HCS

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Prompt

Requests are open

Rules

Warning:

*certain words have been censored for Tumblr guidelines.

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General (includes everyone):

🏝They took a van altogether to get there.

🏝Or it may have been Kou’s tour van bc he’s an idol.

🏝And Yuma didn’t want to go.

🏝But he was the one who ended up driving because he thinks that Ruki and Reiji are too slow because they follow the speed limit.

🏝Carla and Shin cannot drive because they are too old so good luck explaining to them how a car works.

🏝Plus Shin drives so bad, omg.

🏝And so yeah, Yuma would get everyone there faster.

Sakamaki

Shu:

🏝Made a fake treasure map and sneaked it somewhere on the beach and Ayato found it.

🏝This way the triplets would be preoccupied and leave the damn place so he could get some freaking peace and quiet.

🏝He openly admitted to Reiji, Subaru, Ruki, and Carla who were resting on lawn chairs also.

🏝“It’s been a while since we have seen those three.” Ruki commented.

🏝“Tch, yeah they must be so busy checking out chicks.” Subaru said.

🏝Shu continued to look asleep with his sunglasses and said, “Oh, they’re not checking out chicks.”

🏝“Then why the hell are they so busy?!” Subaru looked confused.

🏝“Well, I didn’t want to say anything but I figured a fake map would do the trick.” 

🏝“You did what?!” They were all shocked.

🏝“They’re looking all around for treasure that doesn’t even exist. But I figured it was the only way to get them to shut up.” Shu grinned, knowing he had screwed them over.

🏝“It is unbelieve that you even bothered to do something productive, let alone beneficial to us all.” Reiji commented while adjusting his glasses.

🏝Getting him to come was hard, it was only because Reiji said that there would be steak so he agreed to come.

🏝Wears his damn cardigan in this hot @ss heat.

🏝Rei does not understand this at all and can’t stand it.

🏝And he’s shirtless and probably has some beach necklace on.

🏝He makes sure to leave his cardigan open tho, that way chicks can check him out.

🏝But he does wear his swim trunks (they’re yellow) and sunglasses.

🏝And he’d sip out of a f*ckin’ coconut and you know it.

🏝Spends most of his time on the damn lawn chair or on a beach towel under the umbrella shade.

🏝This just gives him the excuse to be lazy.

🏝While he lays on the beach towel if girls walk by in their bikinis, he looks up.

🏝He is still listening to his music tho, that will never change.

🏝Probably got a tan, which might be funny if he had his choker on through it all so it’ll leave that shape on his neck now.

🏝He’s a little annoyed by it and the triplets find it funny.

🏝He might complain about the sun being too bright tho, lol.

🏝Once the day is over, he literally does not carry anything back to the van.

Reiji:

🏝Reiji has everything ready before they leave.

🏝And he’s just trying to make sure everything goes smoothly.

🏝He’s hoping he can relax a little because the beach will keep his brothers busy.

🏝He goes for a swim because it's good exercise.

🏝He and his brothers drag Shu to go but Shu will only go if a hot chick catches his attention and she’s by the water.

🏝Reiji and Ruki are responsible for the food because we know that the boys can’t cook for sh!t.

🏝So they are in charge of the barbeque, and they fight over how to do things, such as how to season things, what temperature the meat shout be cooked at, when they should flip it, and when it’s done, etc.

🏝Azusa tries to help them negotiate but they just end up yelling at him and he becomes disappointed because they haven’t hit him. Yet.

🏝Apart from this he does try to relax by sitting on a chair and reading some things.

🏝 Reiji is probably wearing some swim trunks and button-up shirt that is somewhat undone, so girls can catch a glimpse of his chiseled chest.

🏝I mean have you seen this man?????!!!!

🏝He only takes off his shirt when he’s going to swim tho.

🏝 And he wears his sunglasses here, probably the kind that also works as glasses so he doesn’t have to have two with him.

🏝The triplets are always trying to sabotage things for him like they unscrewed the screws in the folding chairs just so he’d fall out of it.

🏝Oh and if he ends up falling asleep in the chair, they steal his sandals and hide them while he’s sleeping.

🏝They’ve also stolen his towel and gotten it wet in the ocean and then returned it to him.

🏝He was so annoyed and scolded them about their behavior while Shu was amused.

🏝He will not build a sandcastle but if he sees that Ruki is, it will lead to competition between the two about who can build a better castle.

🏝Reiji is also constantly telling his brothers to not cause trouble.

🏝If he’s near the shore but is only getting his feet wet, the triplets will just push him in.

🏝He doesn’t allow the triplets to use the yacht they have.

🏝“No, there will be no parties on father’s yacht.”

🏝And if they are making a fuss about getting ice cream, he gives them money because he won’t hear the end of it if he doesn’t.

🏝Sometimes Laito tries to coax him into looking at chicks with him but Rei tells him he’ll pass.

🏝He’ll be sitting in his lawn chair with his shades, reading a book or science article of some sort. So Laito will approach him and say, “The women you take interest in are no fun, now lighten up brother.”

🏝Reiji would sigh and take his shades off, “That’s because you have little regard for what a woman is. The females you take an interest in are far beyond from being ladies. They are young and incompetent girls.”

🏝“Ohhh, then perhaps you're into older women~”

🏝“Do not say such nonsense.” He’d say adjusting his glasses.

🏝Reiji may even participate in a sport with his brothers. In fact, he’s probably the one telling them to get good exercise and having them play volley ball.

Laito:

🏝Is really looking forward to going and can’t wait to see girls in their swimsuits.

🏝He and Ayato are trying to undo the strings on girl’s bikins.

🏝And their main goal is to pick up chicks.

🏝He wore a speedo, and I’m betting it's zebra or leopard print. 

🏝Or even worse, green.

🏝Ayato said his outfit was silly and Subaru thought it was ridiculous but he simply told them they knew nothing about fashion.

🏝“Laito you look like sh!t.”

🏝Sits on a hammock and Subaru sabotages it.

🏝He brings rollerskates but he falls a lot.

🏝He does go in the water and he goes a little far in.

🏝However if he doesn’t realize what is on him, like seaweed for instance, he might freak out.

🏝I also see that he left his hat on his beach towel cause he didn’t want to get it wet.

🏝But knowing Ayato and Kino they’d use his damn hat as a freezbe and do it across the water in hopes of getting wet.

🏝Meanwhile, Laito is trying to stop.

🏝And it’s basically a monkey-in-the-middle situation because he can’t catch it.

🏝If he’s in a pool or in general if he plans to look underwater he brings goggles with him.

🏝He kinda looks like this dude → click here

🏝Oh and I bet he goes snorkeling and thinks the fish are cool.

🏝He’ll try to take pics of them and then put them in a scrapbook or something.

🏝He will laugh if the fish try to tickle him, and literally if he saw two fish mating he’d take a photo of it cause he thinks it's interesting.

🏝And then he’d show it to Subaru. “Don’t they look interesting? They are so innocent when they procreate, it isn’t like our kind.”

🏝“Shut up, idiot!”

🏝He plays volleyball with his brothers and Subaru makes sure they're on opposing teams just so he can win against him and possibly hit him with the ball.

🏝Although even if they were on the same team he’d still aim the ball at him when he’s getting on his nerves.

🏝Will complain about the water being pretty cold too.

🏝Ayato will make jokes about him being a mermaid and Laito becomes offended/upset.

🏝“That is just cruel brother, very cruel.”

Kanato:

🏝Wore a lilac button-up shirt and some white and purple swim trunks.

🏝He has the top somewhat button-down.

🏝Teddy and him have matching outfits.

🏝And he’s got nice black shades, with a tint of purple.

🏝Picks up chicks with his nice outfit.

🏝Spends time building a sandcastle but he honestly doesn’t have the patience.

🏝Especially if Ayato ended up kicking it because he was playing sports or something.

🏝He was so annoyed and made sure not to mess with Teddy’s sand castle ever again.

🏝Literally I could see him throwing seashells/sand at him and anyone who walks by.

🏝Laito might participate in helping him build it because he finds it fun but Ayato will just say its for kids.

🏝And Kanato doesn’t like it when someone calls him a kid

🏝But if they make a game out of it he wants to compete because Oreo-Sama is the best.

🏝He brought a little backpack where he keeps the sweets Reiji packed for him to avoid any possible tantrums he may give if he didn’t.

🏝And god forbid if a seagull swooped down and took any candy.

🏝He’d be enraged.

🏝And you can best bet that this little purple goblin would curse at it.

🏝He may even cry over this bc he’s such a child.

🏝If Ayato laughs at him he’ll just chase after him.

🏝I think he likes putting his feet in the water but if a seaweed came near him he’d be annoyed.

Ayato:

🏝Get’s sunburned easily (idk if vampires can actually get sunburned but whatever.)

🏝Brings a f*cking metal detector to check if he can find valuables in the sand.

🏝Subaru sees this and just thinks he’s an idiot.

🏝You know how his pants are rolled up on one side?

🏝His swim shorts are the same deal.

🏝Wears ugly neon green alien sunglasses and matches with Kino.

🏝He plays monkey in the middle with Laito and Kanato and Kanato is in the middle.

🏝Kanato gets fed up in two seconds and probably pops the beach ball.

🏝Tries to pick up chicks with Laito and Kino.

🏝But he just embarrasses himself.

🏝He and Kino bring their skateboards and try to do tricks.

🏝Knowing Ayato he has tripped over seaweed and even sand.

🏝He tries to go surfing and he fails miserably.

🏝He goes in the water and I’m not surprised if Kino and Shin schemed something together and made Ayato think there was a shark in the water.

🏝He was well convinced and completely left his surfboard due to fear.

🏝He really wants to use the boat his family owns so he can fish.

🏝He did this once over the bridge and fell over the railing and it was hilarious.

🏝Overall, he’s mostly just making a fool of himself throughout it all.

🏝I mean from how many girls he’s asked out or flirted with and he’s like tripped in front of them it just makes me laugh.

🏝Oh and he’s going all over with the “fake” treasure map he found with Kanato and Laito.

🏝And it’s just hilarious how they went around the whole town.

🏝If he’s in charge of grilling Shu’s special stake he’ll burn it and start a fire.

🏝And he will put out the fire by pouring a bottle of water over the stake because he’s lost all hope.

🏝And Shu hates him after that.

Subaru:

🏝He carries most of the supplies and stuff since Reiji asks him. 

🏝He will complain slightly but after being able to trip Kou along the way he’s all for it.

🏝Will go out for a swim cause it will relax him.

🏝He wears a black tank top and swim trunks.

🏝Girls stare at his arms and he’s embarrassed.

🏝Laito literally even introduces him to girls he met and Subaru just gets flustered.

🏝He will look at girls in their bathing suits but try to cover up the fact that he’s looking.

🏝And if Laito catches, omg he will not hear the end of it.

🏝He will try to him his little bro get her attention.

🏝"Oh, I see you need some help in getting a girl's attention?" Laito would say.

🏝"Shut up!"

🏝"Well, a little push never hurt anyone." He’d say to his little brother before actually pushing him forward to bump into the chick.

🏝"Ok, you know what to do brother, take it from here."

🏝Meanwhile Subaru just wants to kick his @ss for pushing him forward and bumping into the chick.

Kino:

🏝Having drinks with chicks.

🏝Causally joins other people’s parties and bonfires.

🏝He comes with only his weird printed swim trunks and skateboard. 

🏝He thinks the pattern looks cool but Ayato and Shin dis him about the f*cking print.

🏝Brings a boombox.

🏝Does any sport possible, so he’s definitely doing surfing and power cursing. 

🏝Brings a polaroid camera, and f-ing films the whole time on his phone. 

🏝Tries to make vines with Ayato and Shin.

🏝Will flip sh!t if Ayato eats a hot dog in front of him.

🏝He literally gasped before chucking the thing straight into the ocean.

🏝Right in front of Ayato’s eyes, leaving him speechless only to respond with, “Bruh.”

🏝He and Ayato play video games and literally argue.

🏝In fact, when they play volleyball they argue about who lost or who was out of bounds.

🏝He honestly doesn’t do much, he's just really obnoxious.

Mukami

Ruki:

🏝He wears those white polo shirts that are short sleeves so you can see his muscular arms.

🏝And it’s just one of those tight shirts they put on models, he looks good with it.

🏝F*ck

🏝Anyways, this boring @ss brought a book with him, of course.

🏝He will occasionally look up if he’s interested in some girl specifically.

🏝He’d be focused on his reading when the voice of girl caught his attention, causing him to lower his gaze on the female.

🏝He does get a little involved with playing sports if his brothers ask him or if he’s being challenged.

🏝Ruki is mostly busy reading, relaxing, or competing against Reiji in something.

🏝If he has a partner, he’d become more involved in the sense of messing around with her and pushing her into the water.

🏝but those are hcs for another time. ;)

🏝If he really wants to do something different he might build a sand castle.

🏝Other than that he doesn’t do too much but he does sometimes get in nerd debates with Reiji.

Yuma:

🏝He carried almost everything in like a few trips.

🏝He builds sandcastles with Azusa.

🏝Plays volleyball and makes sure Azusa is on his team and that Kou is on the opposite side.

🏝 He literally make sure the ball hits him down each time 😂 

🏝Feeds the seagulls because he feels bad.

🏝But will get mad if they follow him.

🏝“Hey, look I was trying to help out. Now that’s enough.”

🏝Although if his brothers are not watching he will be more friendly towards them. 

🏝“Huh, you guys really like bread, don’t ya?” He ask, petting one of the seabirds.

🏝 He’s not trying to but he gets a tan.

🏝 He’d be shirtless the whole time, he tried to even arrive shirtless but Ruki told him it wasn’t proper.

🏝 So he put a beach sweater on but then instantly took it off.

🏝 I say this because he probably thinks it’s hot a lot of the time.

🏝 I really can’t imagine the attire but probably orange swim trunks? Idk, just look at dive to blood when I don’t give a description 😂.

🏝 Will swim far out in the ocean.

🏝Is basically anywhere where Kou isn’t.

🏝Has a hard time relaxing bc he can almost never sit still.

🏝 Although once his brothers convince him enough to relax and he is finally able to and he’ll check out chicks even if his facial expression doesn’t display any hint of that.

🏝Though I say most of his time is spent watching Azusa and ambushing Kou.

Kou:

🏝He wore a light pink bucket hat and Yuma didn’t want to be around him cause he thought he looked dumb with it.

🏝”The only thing you are hurting right now are my feelings.” I see it like in this clip here. (idk if the clip is still in there, I hope)

🏝He also wore pink swim trunks and Yuma just can’t talk to him.

🏝And I see that he’s got wacky sunglasses like it’s just ridiculous.

🏝Subaru flips him off his flamingo floaty. (If they were at a pool anyways)

🏝 he’s honestly everywhere and his brothers just hope the disguise is enough knowing he’s an idol or he just might ruin everyone’s vacation.

🏝Which as you can imagine, that is exactly what happened.

🏝And believe me they were not happy about it at all.

🏝“Oh come on guys you know I didn’t mean to do this.”

🏝“That ain’t the point man, you always do this. This is why no one wants to bring you on trips.” Yuma would say annoyed by Kou’s excuse.

Azusa:

🏝He builds really nice sandcastles with water and stuff.

🏝He’s really good it, and people take photos of his work.

🏝Azusa will try to get stung by a dead jellyfish and Yuma has to constantly watch him to make sure he isn’t to far out into the sea to get eaten or something.

🏝“Azusa, get the hell out of there!”

🏝Azusa is pretty calm most of the time, he might sun tan because he hears it's relaxing.

🏝Although he’s mostly trying to find ways where he will feel pain.

🏝So everyone kinda worries about where he wanders off to sometimes or if he’s been gone for too long because he’s probably doing something he shouldn’t be doing.

🏝He’d literally stay in the water when there's a shark.

🏝He might even give it a name and try to pet it.

🏝Meanwhile Kou is screaming at him to get out of the water.

🏝Azusa would also probably try to throw himself on the boulders that he sees just to feel something and Yuma would constantly have to pull him away. 

Tsukinami

Carla:

 🏝He’s just trying to relax, but Shin won’t allow him.

🏝Because he’s either pulling pranks on him or he made some girl’s bf upset and now Carla has to fix things.

🏝Girls look at him but he’s not focused on this.

🏝He might be trying to paint the ocean tho.

🏝And he’ll probably paint a girl he found attractive too.

🏝He’s mostly exploring around the nearby gift shops and possibly buying souvenirs.

🏝Because he’s trying to “relax”.

🏝He’ll probably try to read or something and Shin is telling him to either get in the water or get a tan.

🏝Or get a girl.

🏝Shin wants to turn into his wolf form but Carla gets mad at him and tells him no.

🏝“What’s it going to look like if there is a wolf running around on a beach?” He’d ask his younger brother.

🏝Shin looked at him before shaking his head. “No one will notice.”

🏝”No, no wolf form.”

🏝“Fine, then I’ll turn into a snake.”

🏝 “No.” Carla anwsered.

🏝“A bat.”

🏝“No.”

🏝“An eagle.”

🏝”No. No, no, no! You will not turn into anything. Just stay in your regular form!”

🏝Overall, Carla’s really got his work cut out for him lol.

Shin:

🏝Came shirtless, and was about to come in his wolf form but Carla stopped him.

🏝 He’s doing some type of sport and tries to drag Carla into it.

🏝 Like Shin would try anything and Carla doesn’t like the idea because it’s usually reckless.

🏝 I could see Shin wanting to try power cruising and Carla is worried that Shin will just crash somewhere, leading him to be the one to cover the damages because he’s the oldest.

🏝 He’d also go cycling most likely, but he’d never wear one of those outfits.

🏝Idk if you guys are familiar with cycling at the beach but I live in a beach town and that’s what everyone does. Especially tourists, so yeah I could see that Shin rented a bike. 

🏝That’s usually how it works, at least at the beach town I’m at. 😂 

🏝And honestly the whole time Carla is just hoping nothing crazy happens.

🏝Aside from this if Shin is not cycling he’s probably doing stupid with Kino or checking out girls.

🏝That’s what the whole trip consists of.

🏝But if he turned in his wolf form it’d be another story.

🏝 It’d be so chaotic and Carla would be freaking out bc everyone is wondering why there is a wolf at the beach. 😂 

🏝It’d get so bad that Carla would have to fake it and say that Shin is his husky 😂. This way no one will question.

🏝And then in the van he can give a long lecture about it and why he will never do this trip ever again.

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𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐘 — Nishinoya Yuu x Milf!reader

Summary: Nishinoya simply wanders onto the wrong boat, or him it seemed like it couldn’t be more or a perfect mistake. 

Content Warnings & WC: femdom reader, mommy kink, big age gap, oral(female receiving), handjob, edging, self induced orgasm denial, begging, squirting, cum eating, pussy smothering, nipple play, spitting, dacryphilia, | 8.1k

Note from Em: This was my favorite thing I wrote on my old blog, it was 13k at first so it is now split into parts. I love this and I hope you enjoy it.

Nishinoya wasn’t always aware of what he was doing, and it reflected in his tardiness. That was painfully obvious to you the first time you met. He had stumbled onto your houseboat with wide eyes, rambled apologies, and excuses following him. It took him a minute or two of you staring at him before he realized his mistake, he was on the wrong boat again.

“Oh god. I’m so sorry! I just got turned around again, I promise it wasn’t on purpose-“

“Honey, it’s not a problem.” You interrupted him with a soft smile, the tone of your voice was soothing and almost familiar as you spoke. “What’s got you in such a rush?”

“I was supposed to be cleaning this guy's boat a half-hour ago, but I kind of can’t remember the name of it?” The way he sighed and shook his head almost made you laugh, he seemed so frustrated, and it was honestly cute.

“That’s understandable. Why didn’t you give him a call? I’m assuming you’re doing it for work, so you’d have his contact information, correct?” You asked, leaning against the railing once more; taking the relaxed position you stood in before he wandered on board.

“I left my phone in my room.” It was all he gave as an answer, voice quiet as he stared at the way you rested against the railing; you figured he just now fully acknowledged your presence. You didn’t miss the way his eyes flicked down your almost bare body, the bikini and thin coverup doing nothing to hide you.

“Oh, that’s not good. Do you remember his number? You could use my phone if you want.” His eyes followed your movements as you bent down reaching for your cell off the small table. He didn’t even try hiding the way he stared at the curve of your ass. You held out your phone to him for a moment before he answered, shaking his head.

“Oh, I have no idea, sorry.” Tilting your head at him giving an amused smile when he caught your gaze again.

“Well, if you want work. I have a few things around here that you could do. I’ll pay of course.” You asked, placing your hands on your hips as you wait for his answer.

“Really? That would be awesome actually!” He perked up at your offer, somehow looking even cuter as he stared at you.

“Alright, but first what’s your name, sweetheart?”

“I’m Nishinoya Yuu! Um, what’s your name? Sorry, I should’ve asked that sooner.” He shifted moving closer to you, and you could tell he was feeling more comfortable.

“You can call me, y/n. Let’s get started, I’ll show you what I need to be done, Yuu.”

Nishinoya finished the work you gave him early that night, right before the sun started to set over the water. He worked at an incredible pace; you were honestly a little surprised. He acted so differently than the first impression you got from him.

Thinking that he was just another one of those lazy college boys that slack off at the docks, you’ve experienced more than your fair share, so you were preparing to do everything yourself. But halfway through after several tries, he shooed you away. It took a lot of convincing, and he made you promise that you wouldn’t come up and try to help him again.

In his eyes, a woman like yourself shouldn’t have to bother herself with work on the boats, especially since it didn’t seem like there was anyone else living here with you. That part interested him. What was someone as beautiful as you, staying on a houseboat in Italy, alone.

He found you sitting in the small leather armchair in the cabin once he was finished. Soft music filled the room, the atmosphere reminded him of one of those classy bars. The room was only lit by an amber light in the corner, but it was just enough to complement the music. He looked around before speaking, taking in the décor. It looked just like a fancy living room. When he caught your attention, you smiled up at him. The first thing he noticed was the black slip you wore now, the straps of the red bikini still peeking out.

“Hello, Yuu. All finished?”

“Yeah, it was pretty easy to work. Thank you for the opportunity again.” You watched as he pushed some fallen hair out of his face and hummed in response.

“You’re welcome, I’m glad I had some help. It’s hard keeping this place up sometimes.” He glanced at the small glass in your hand as you sipped from it. “You want a drink? I like to think I make pretty good ones. Hm, wait how old are you?”

“I’ll take a drink and I’m twenty-five, ma’am.” Nishinoya answered grinning when you dramatically placed your hand on your chest, huffing.

“Twenty-five? You’re nearly my oldest’s age. Making me feel old again.” You said despite the smile pulling at your lips, turning the corners up slightly. He was almost twenty years younger than you.

Pushing up from your seat you move to the bar on the other side of the room, waving your hand over the abundance of bottles displayed. “Anything you want?”

“What’re you drinking?” He moved to the bar opposite you, leaning on the surface. Scanning the labels but nothing really piqued his interest.

“Old fashioned with maple. I usually like dark liquor, but I have plenty of others too. It’s what my husband used to drink when he owned the boat, left it all here.”

“That’s okay, could you make me the same? It sounds good actually, I never thought to pair maple with it.” Nishinoya said trying to ignore the way you say husband, there was a shift in your tone when you did.

“Husband? You’re married?”

“Not anymore, thank god. Divorced two years ago. I got the boat, he used to bring his little bitches here. Like I didn’t know it.” You spoke as you started mixing his drink, carefully pouring each ingredient into a chilled glass. Stirring instead of shaking was your secret. “The maple is in the bitters; an old friend actually makes it himself. It’s pretty good, you’ll get used to it.”

He took the drink from your hold as your arm stretched over the counter. You moved around it to retrieve yours from the table where you sat earlier. Clicking your glass to his softly before sipping it again, the slight burn of the whiskey as it slipped down your throat comforting. He followed your actions smiling as he brought the glass to his lips. Your eyes lingered on them when he pulled away, running his tongue over his bottom lip lightly.

“Wow, this is really good.”

“Right? I did say I make pretty good drinks, hun.” You laughed a little when he nodded in agreement. “You want to sit for a bit?”

“I do, that would be nice. Thank you.” He moved to the chair next to the one you settled in, they were in perfect view of the window, and he noticed that the sun was nearly set. “You don’t have an accent, you’re not from Italy then are you?”

“No, no I’m not. I moved from America, with my ex-husband. Figured I’d just stay after the divorce.” You lean back into the chair, resting your arms on the sides as you look to Nishinoya. “Where are you from?”

“Hm, I’m from Japan. I’m picking up odd jobs right now, but I came to fish for Marlin.” You couldn’t take your eyes off of him for some reason. Something about Nishinoya’s presence made the room feel brighter. It was quiet for a moment, and you didn’t even know you hadn’t said anything back to him until he spoke again. “Um, ma’am, you’re staring at me.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Yuu. I didn’t realize.” You said but didn’t move your eyes from him, the smile on his face showed he didn’t mind either.

“It’s okay, if I’m being honest, I can’t stop looking at you either. You’re so gorgeous.” His tone was matter of fact; he didn’t even leave any room for you to argue.

“You flatter me, Yuu.” You laughed and leaned your head back on the seat a bit. “You’re very handsome too, sweetheart. Oh! Don’t let me forget to pay you for earlier.”

Your brief topic change didn’t affect the pull that was starting between the two of you, he only nodded and shifted in his seat. Resting his elbow on the armrest and leaning his cheek on his hand as he looked to you.

“Do you live alone here?” Sipping his drink again, he asked quietly.

“I do, it’s alright though. I’ve got some good company.” You smiled letting your eyes moved down his toned bicep lingering for a moment before he spoke up again.

“If you ever get lonely, y/n. I could come to keep you….company.” Nishinoya stressed the word company, as he leaned even closer to you. Sitting up in your seat you mirrored his actions. Your eyes flicked down his body again and you ran your tongue slightly over your bottom lip. His offer for keeping you company was expected, he was painfully obvious in his actions that he wanted more than just to talk to you. The way his eyes lingered on your body as you moved, or the way the slip hugged your breasts just right. None of his actions went unnoticed by you. You wanted to see just how much he wanted from you if it was as much as your urge to touch him.

“Yeah? That would be nice, Yuu.” You hummed reaching forward and placing your hand on his knee, squeezing it gently. Hoping he wouldn’t miss the look you gave him as you did. Letting your hand rest on him for a moment, you were only a little surprised when he gripped it in one of his. “Hm, something wrong, honey?”

“I can’t even lie, the way you keep looking at me like that-I want to kiss you.” You weren’t expecting him to be so straightforward about what he wanted. There was a serious look on his face as he started back only just challenging your gaze. Grinning you pulled your hand from his and leaned back, ignoring the slightly confused tilt of his head.

“Well, if you want to kiss me so badly. You’re going to have to come over here.” You pressed your back fully against the chair as you waited for him to move, wanting him to follow you. Chasing people never really did it for you, you rather people find you. Ask you to do something for them. Nishinoya slowly pushed off the armrest and stood, moving in front of you, hands hanging awkwardly as he waited. Not quite sure if that is what you meant. “Mm, no not like that. Come on, sit.”

You patted your lap gently, staring up at him. His eyes flicked from your eyes to your hands a couple times before he moved forward, slowly straddling your thighs. The movements pushed your slip up, exposing the skin of your thighs once more and his breath hitched just slightly when he noticed.  

“This okay?” His voice was quieter, and he rested his weight on his knees rather than on your lap. Snaking your arms around him, you gripped his hips and pushed them down. Once he was fully sitting in your lap you hummed approvingly.

“This is better.” He felt so small in your hold, your arms wrapped around his waist gently once you were sure he wouldn’t move up again. One of the first things you noticed about him earlier was how muscular his build is despite his short stature. Even as you were leaning back slightly you still looked down to meet his gaze. “So, what did you want me to do, Yuu?”

“Oh. Um.” His eyes widened a little from excitement and the nervousness that started pooling in his gut. It wasn’t that he didn’t think you were serious before, he just never imagined that you’d be so open to his obvious flirting. “I wanted to kiss you.”

“Then, kiss me.”

Nishinoya leaned forward, crashing his lips to yours. It was rough, teeth clashing slightly as he kissed you. His excitement seeping into the kiss, and you had to tug on the hem of his shirt to get his attention. Face flushed slightly he pulled back, you saw the worry line between his eyebrows deepen in an unspoken question.

“You don’t have to rush, Yuu. I’m not going anywhere.” The eagerness of his actions was adorable. It was like he was trying to chase something that wasn’t even running away. You reached your hand up, cupping his cheek as you lean in pressing your lips to his. The kiss was soft, building slowly. He didn’t realize how the change of pace could feel so different. “See? Wasn’t that better?”

The smile slipped back onto your face when he nodded his head in answer to your questions. “Do that again.”

“Hm? Kiss you?” You had to stop yourself from letting out a soft laugh, the way he insisted felt more like a command than a request. His hands laced together behind your neck as he waited. It wasn’t something he was used to, asking for things like this. The girls he’d been with usually made him do everything for them, not that he minded. This was just, different; and he wanted more.

“Yes, ma’am.” You waited for a moment, not giving in to your own urges to feel his lips against yours again. He was almost there. Almost to the point where you wanted him, he only needed a little more.

“Well, aren’t you polite. But I think you need to ask me nicer than that, Yuu.” Your other hand slipped up his shirt a bit, pressing into the small of his back. The shudder that went through him pulled at the corner of your lips, you already had so much control over him.

“Please?” His voice was soft as he asked, not really sure if that was what you wanted. When you didn’t answer right away, only staring at him waiting he shifted in your lap, trying once more. “Can you kiss me again, please? Just like before?”

“Good boy.” You almost missed the small whimper he let out when you kissed him again. The praise affecting him more than he ever thought, he’d never been called that before, but it tugged on something deep inside. It was almost familiar, falling off your tongue like you’ve said it hundreds of times before.

Your hand fell from his cheek to rest on his thigh, pressing down slightly he leaned into you. Letting you control the pace your lips danced together. When you tugged gently at his bottom lip, tongue swiping across it, and you squeezed his thigh. A silent command for him to open up.

“Mmf-“ A soft moan echoed in the cabin as you slipped your tongue into Nishinoya’s mouth. He didn’t even try fighting against the way you explored his mouth, something about your experienced movements pulled him in. The hand on his lower back moved around, fingers trailing up the dips of his abs. He pulled back first, panting a little as he caught his breath. Even the soft touches were knocking the breath out of him. “Fuck, you’re so-“

His words died in his throat when you dipped a finger, sliding across the waistband of his shorts. Wanting to see how he’d react to your teasing since he was already nearly melting in your hold from your lips on his. Your other hand slipped up his thigh further, thumb running along the inside.

“Something the matter? I’m so what, baby?” The tone of your voice was dripping with a sweetness that he could almost taste. It clashed with the dark look in your eyes as he stared at you, eyes lidded.

“Y-you’re, I-“ The finger trailing his waistband was distracting, he couldn’t even remember what he was going to say before. He was trying hard to not let it affect him, but it was nearly impossible. “Your hands. I want more.”

“Oh? You want more, hm? Did you already forget what I said before?” You raised an eyebrow as you spoke, tugging at the waistband lightly. “What do you say, Yuu?”

“Please, I want-“ He shook his head interrupting himself, trying again. “Can you touch me? It’s not enough, ma’am.”

“That’s it, was asking so hard?” Leaning forward you pressed another soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, lips ghosting over his ear when you spoke softly. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you out, baby. Let’s get these shorts off, yeah? They’re a little tight, aren’t they?”

He pushed up on his knees, sliding off of your lap quickly. Reaching forward you swatted his hands away that tried to push them down himself. You gripped the shorts and tugged them down, surprised to see he wasn’t wearing anything under them. Biting your lip at the sight of his half-hard length, he was already so big; so thick. You found yourself imagining how it would feel stuffing you full.

“Not wearing anything else, Yuu? So naughty, baby.” His hands were shaking a little from the way you stared down at him. Not feeling exposed or nervous, he felt himself growing harder at the way you ran your tongue over your bottom lip; eyes focused on his cock. He crawled back onto your lap he couldn’t help himself, wanting to feel you again.

 Sliding your hand back up his thigh, stopping just before you could brush against his cock. You wanted to watch as he hardened fully, wanting to feel his neediness you were sure was just under the surface. His hands rested on your shoulders again, and his eyes flicked back and forth between yours a little frantic as he waited for you to do something. Anything.

You sat up, pushing your chest into his. The way his breath picked up from the slight brushing of your slip against length was nearly audible. He tried to hide how badly what you were doing was affecting him.

A part of him wanted to pretend he was okay, that he didn’t need you to touch him yet. But he was failing. Your fingers ghosting up his bare thigh, hardened nipples pressing through the thin material of the slip, even the way your warm breath slipped over the skin of his neck. It was all overwhelming and not enough at the same time.

“Y/n, please-“ His voice came out in a broken whine, as you continued to ignore his cock. The bright pink tip already leaking from the tiniest touches of your slip against it.

“That’s not my name, baby.”

“I don’t-” Nishinoya shook his head slightly, trying to make sense of what you meant.

“You can do it, Yuu. What’s my name?” You purred in his ear, lips pressing softly against the spot right above his pulse. Pulling a groan from him when you nipped it lightly.

“Ah-Mommy?” You hummed in response, still not giving him the satisfaction of touching him where he needed it most. He bucked his hips forward in search of more friction. “Touch me, Mommy? Please, I want to feel you.”

Giving in to his whiney pleas you reached moved your hand from his thigh, loosely wrapping your fingers around his cock. Admiring the way it filled your hand. He bucked his hips up again, sucking in a breath at the sudden contact. You let him move in your hold a few times before using your other hand to press down his hips.

“Stay still, okay?” He nodded, biting his lip to hide a groan. The control you had over him was intoxicating, he just wanted more. Anything you wanted to give him; he’d take.

“Mhm,” It was enough of an answer for you to start pumping your hand. Working slowly at first, your grip still loose. You wanted to pull every sweet sound you could from him. Every breathy moan he let out was becoming addictive. Everything about you was foreign to him; never experiencing touches as soft as yours, or even the way his heartbeat grew faster when he heard your praises.

Your experience showed in your movements as you sped up your pace, eliciting a soft moan from Nishinoya as you swiped your thumb over the tip, collecting the bit of precum already seeping out. The noise made you smile down at him even though he wasn’t really looking at you. His head tipped forward a little as he gripped your shoulders, trying not to lose the hold he had on himself.

“Yuu,” Your voice was quiet but stern when you spoke, reaching up with your free hand to grip his jaw making him look up at you. Noticing the way he bit down on his bottom lip you shook your head a bit, moving your thumb up to pull his lip free. “No, you don’t get to hide your voice, baby. Let Mommy hear you.”

He was having such a hard time not moving his hips to meet your hand, but he wanted so badly to listen to you. When you gripped his cock tighter and focused your teasing on the tip he sucked in a breath, just barely stopping himself from bucking up.

“Ah, fuck.” The corner of your lip turned up slightly at the way he spoke out, voice breathy and shaking. You wanted to hear even more, even louder than he was. He was trying so hard to hold himself back. Everything in him screaming to take a little control but he just couldn’t.

“You okay? You seem a little tense.” You asked not easing the motion of your hand, twisting it as you pumped his cock. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No! No, please don’t stop-“ Nishinoya’s eyes widened at your question, he wasn’t sure if you had even meant it because you showed no signs of stopping. He had to make sure you didn’t it felt so good, so different. “I like it I promise, I just. I’ve never done it like this before.”

“Like what, Yuu?” You knew what he was talking about, you just wanted to hear him admit it. That he really liked being taken care of.

“Fuck, with someone like you.” He shook his head at that not really knowing how to put it into words.

You didn’t respond, instead, you pulled your hand from his length ignoring the small whine that fell from his lips when you did. His hips bucked up from the sudden lack of sensation before his eyes widened when he realized. Smiling softly at his pleas for you to touch him again you brought your hand up, holding it palm up in front of his mouth.

“Spit.”

“Hm?”

“Spit in my hand.” His eyes flicked from yours to your hand once the confused expression not leaving his face as he leaned forward. Opening his mouth, he spit into your hand it dripped from his bottom lip almost pathetically. “You can do better. Again.”

Something stirred in Nishinoya’s stomach when you spoke, tone of voice stern leaving no room for argument. He waited a moment trying to collect as much spit as he could in his mouth before following your order. Leaning his head close to your hand and spitting again. This time was better, a nice little pool sat in the palm of your hand.

“Good boy.” You purred softly and you moved your hand back to his cock, twisting his spit around the shaft to help you stroke him better. The way his spit felt so wet on his cock as you pumped your hand was lewd. Your movements were slow again wanting to feel every time his cock throbbed in your hand. “Feels like you’re already close.”

“No, I’m not its-Fuck!” You flicked your hand up squeezing the tip of his cock while raising an eyebrow at his words. The action pulled a loud groan from him and it echoed around the cabin, mixing with the soft music still playing.

“Don’t lie.” Was all you said while keeping your eyes locked on his lidded ones, hand still gripping the tip of his cock tight; thumb brushing over the slit. He was trying so hard not to move but the way you just held his cock was driving him nuts. He wanted to be good for you, to hear more of your praising even though the complete control you had over him was overwhelming. He jerked his hips up when he thought about it, hands digging into your shoulders. You tilted your head slightly letting out a disapproving noise. “You know you’re not supposed to move. I think I’m going to keep my hand just like this until you can listen to me, Yuu.”

“Wait no!” He whined eyes widening at your mention of not moving anytime soon.

You just hummed leaning forward enough to press your lips to his neck, keeping your grip tight not moving it at all. The noises that filled the room when you found the sensitive spot right above his pulse made you smile against his neck.

“Mommy please move,” His voice was slightly raspy when he spoke, but it wasn’t enough. You swiped your thumb over the tip again, waiting for him to continue. “I’m sorry. Please. I didn’t want to cum yet!”

“You don’t have to be embarrassed, Yuu.” You leaned back again when you responded, finding a little humor in his reason. A dark blush was spread across his cheeks when you looked at him again. Reaching up with your free hand you pushed the thin straps of your dress off your shoulders, letting them slip down before pulling your arms out of it. You moved your hands behind your back to undo the tie of your bikini top and tipping your head down a bit. “Help me undo this.”

Nishinoya didn’t waste a second, moving his hands from your shoulders to quickly untie the knot tied behind your neck. His eyes widened and an audible gasp left his mouth when you tossed the top aside, letting your breasts free before you cupped them. Gently rolling your nipples between your fingers, his eyes followed your skillful movements and you saw him lick his lips. You ignored the way the look in his eyes sank in your stomach mixing with your arousal that pooled in your bottoms. This was about him, you could wait.

“You like them? Well then, I’ll let you make up your disobedience. Come on, sweetheart, you can touch me.” You grabbed his hand and moved it to cup one of your breasts. That was all the encouragement he needed before he reached his other hand up too. Gently squeezing them, thumb moving over one of your nipples.

You slowly gripped his cock again, loosely stroking it as he played with your breasts, you heard him suck in a breath at your touch, but he kept going. The soft hum you let out gave him a boost of confidence and he leaned forward, swiping his tongue up the side before he latched onto a nipple. Tongue swirling around the sensitive bud, nipping and sucking it.

“Mmm, what a good boy you’re being. Sucking on Mommy’s pretty tits, you probably love it don’t you baby boy? Your cock feels so nice in my hand.” Slipping a hand into his hair you spoke while tugging on it. Not enough to move him off of you, but to make him feel it. He groaned while his lips were around your nipple, the vibration of it making you moan softly.

Speeding up the pace of your hand again you reached down to cup his balls, squeezing them slightly. His muffled whines grew louder while you worked your hand, the pleasure and the way your praises affected him pushed him closer again. He had never been denied himself from cumming like that before, the slight pain he felt from the ache as you gripped his cock was kind of good. He wanted to feel it again, even though he wanted to cum so badly. He just wasn’t sure if he could last another time, everything just felt so good.

“Fuck!” You tugged harshly on his hair, pulling his head back and making him look up at you. There was a sternness in your eyes, mixing with the lust that pooled in them. He realized you probably knew what he was thinking, he had been shifting his hips away from your hand ever so gently, and you picked up on it.

“You really don’t want to cum yet? If you’re really sure, I can make that happen.” Your voice was low when you spoke, leaning down just a bit to bring your face close to his. Gripping the hair on the back of his head hard as he stared up. There was a frantic look on his face when you took your hand off his cock again, resting it on the outside of his thigh. Any previous thoughts of denying himself again slipped from his mind at the lack of sensation, his cock was aching so badly. You glanced down between the two of you, smiling at the sight of him. His thighs were starting to tremble as his cock rested against his stomach. You wanted to kiss the angry red tip.

“No! I don’t think I am, please make me cum. I want to cum so bad! Please.” He sounded so desperate whining like that, but he couldn’t help it. Couldn’t stop the tears that welled in his eyes as he begged. He probably would’ve felt shame in his words, but your stern expression left no room for it. “Please touch me again, Mommy. I’m trying to be good.”

“Then stop it.” You emphasized your command with a harsh slap to his thigh making him suck in a breath. Nodding his head as best he could in your hold, he couldn’t take it anymore. Finding his cock once again with your hand, you gripped it tight. Moving it up in methodical strokes, twisting around the head. “You’re going to look at me when you cum. I want to see your pretty face twist up because Mommy made you cum. Think you can do that for me. Come on, make a mess on me.”

“Ahh, shit. Mommy!” His tongue lulled out slightly as you still pulled his head back, he looked so adorable like that. Eyes rolling back slightly from being denied twice already. The slight pain from your grip in his hair felt so good mixing with the intense pleasure. He couldn’t control hips from bucking up as he chased his high, meeting your hand. The last bit of hold he had on himself snapped when you lightly grazed your nail across the slit and pressed your thumb against the hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Cumming-”

His words cut off as he bit down hard on his bottom lip, eyes rolled back fully before slamming shut. His mouth hung open again and loud moans filling the cabin. The lines between his eyebrows deepened as you continued to milk his cock, his hot sticky cum landing all over your arm and clothed stomach.

“Fuck, baby. Just like that, such a sweet boy. You’re so good for me, Yuu.”

You let the praises spill from your mouth as he came down from his high, still loosely stroking his cock. The loud moans turned into soft whimpers, and you let your grip from his hair. He leaned forward, head falling onto your shoulder as his chest heaved. Slipping your hand up the back of his shirt you rubbed his back gently, hoping it’ll help to ground him once again.

“You with me, darling?” Your voice was soft as you spoke, and you felt him nod against you. Once his breathing started to even out, he lifted his head from you and pressed his lips to yours. His neediness showed in his attempt to make himself closer to you. Pressing his body to yours as best he could, ignoring the way his cum smeared across his abdomen.

“Yeah.” He pulled away from the kiss giving just enough room to speak. Shaky breath ghosting over your lips. His eyes were heavy and dazed as he stared up at you, making your lips turn into an amused smile.

“You’re so pretty like that. Being my good boy.” You pushed the few strands of hair that had fallen onto his forehead back as you spoke, and he leaned into your soft touch.

“I like when you call me that.”

“Oh?” Pulling your hand out of his shirt you hummed quietly. “I like it too. You were so nice listening to Mommy, but I think it’s my turn now. What do you think?”

Nishinoya’s eyes widened at your question, breaking through the slight hold his high still had on him. He nodded excitedly but didn’t move, waiting for you to give him the okay.

“Yes, I want to make you feel good too.” His hands wandered down to your nearly bare thighs, the dress pushed up almost all the way.

You gently grabbed his wrist and guided his hand between your thighs, pressing his fingers into the thin fabric of the bikini. It was soaked through already.

“Feel how wet you made me? I want you to taste just what your pretty moans did to me.” He slid off your lap and knelt in front of the chair. Leaning back into the chair you pushed your hips forward to give him more access to your dripping cunt. You gripped the hem of the slip and pulled it up to your waist, giving him a soft nod when his fingers found the little ties that held the bikini on you. “Go ahead, look at me, baby.”

Your bottoms were pulled off within seconds and he nearly groaned at the sight of you exposed in front of him. Pushing your knees further apart you spread your legs open fully. He moved closer pressing his hips lips up the inside of your thigh.

“Your pussy is so pretty.” Nishinoya’s nose brushed against your lips as he placed one final kiss before it. Glancing up at you before moving further up he suddenly stopped. He had done this before. Many times. But something about the way you stared down at him, holding his gaze with such confidence made him freeze.  

This was almost ridiculous, the number of times he had gone down on someone like this didn’t seem to compare to the experience you had. He wanted to make you feel good. More than anything, but he just didn’t want to disappoint you.

“Yuu?” He was pulled from his thoughts when you reached down running a hand through his hair gently.

“You can touch me.”

“Hm? I know. I just….” He shook his head not finding the right words. “Can you tell me what to do?”

“Have you done this before, Yuu?” You furrowed your eyebrows a little at his question, not expecting that. He seemed so sure of himself before.

“No, I have.” His grip tightened just barely on the inside of your thigh, and he frowned a little.

“Then just show me what you know. I’ll help you if you get stuck, okay baby? Don’t be so nervous, I want you.”

That was all the reassurance he needed before he dipped his head back down, hesitating only for a moment before he lifted your leg up onto his shoulder. You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth when he used his other hand to open you up, licking a long slow strip up through your juices trying to savor your taste. Nishinoya’s tongue dipped inside your tight hole exploring as much as he could. Your juices already started to drip down his chin as he buried his face into you, nose pushing against your clit as he lapped up your hole.

“You’re doing so good, fuck.” You let out a breathy moan and your hands slid to his hair gripping it just enough to keep you grounded as he moved his tongue in and out of you. His hand squeezed your thigh a little at your praise, wanting to hear more of you he licked up to your clit. Circling around but not touching it until he slipped a finger inside you. “Just like that.”

“I can’t wait for you to cum all over my face. You taste so fucking good.” His voice was low when he looked up and you sucked in a breath at the mess already on his face. Hips grinding up trying to meet the slow pace of his fingers.

“Don’t tease me.” You almost growled tugging on his hair hard before pushing his head back down into your core. The groan he let out sent vibrations into you and you bucked your hips up. His fingers started moving faster, his usual rough hands had a softness to them as he focused on you completely.

His fingers started to curl in rhythm with your hips fucking into his face. Breath heavy as sucked and nipped at your clit, tongue flicking across it.

“Yuu!” You moaned loudly when his fingers found the sensitive spot inside, he hummed while his lips were around your clit and it made your head fall back. Fingers tightening in his hair again. For being so nervous he wouldn’t please you earlier, he was doing so fucking good. Your eyes rolled back as he focused his fingers on the same spot, curling into it over and over. “I’m gonna-fuck baby!”

Moans turned into loud whines as you tried to get words out, but the way Nishinoya’s tongue danced on your clit the pleasure was overwhelming. Your thighs tried to squeeze together as they started to tremble, and he groaned at the way you were stuffing his face into your core. Hips jerking up and toes curling at the sensation of his noises muffling against you. He reached his free hand down to grip his aching cock, becoming hard again very quickly at the way you fucked yourself on his fingers and tongue.

Your voice turned into something akin to a scream trying to say his name as the coil snapped in you and you came hard. Walls clamping down onto his fingers, you felt a rush of relief flood through your body as he continued his assault on your cunt. Your fingers were pulling so hard at his hair it hurt and he loved it. Warm wetness covered his face dripping down his chin onto the floor. He never made someone squirt before, but he was pretty sure that’s what this was.

“Fuck, fuck-Yuu!” You moaned still at the intense pleasure coursing through you, it was hot, burning in your veins. Your legs were shaking violently, and you were thankful that he had one over his shoulder, it kept you steadier than you would’ve been. He didn’t stop his movements, wanting to hear even more of those sweet noises that fell from your lips. It was becoming too much; you were already sensitive.

Jumbled whines and moans fell from your mouth. He pumped his fingers faster, curling them into the perfect spot again. He nipped and blew on your sensitive clit, and you almost screamed from the sensation. You unraveled again fast, the second orgasm ripping through you.

Nishinoya slowed his fingers just enough to course you through your high. Moving his eyes to watch your face contort from the pleasure. It was the hottest thing he’s ever seen, the look on your face. Your hips dropped onto the chair and your head fell back onto it. Both of your breathing was heavy and uneven as you came down from the intense orgasm.

“Fuck, Yuu.” You said after a moment releasing your grip in his hair tugging on his shirt. Leaning forward meeting him halfway, pulling him into a kiss. It was rougher than the ones before, teeth clashing slightly in the sloppiness of it. Your juices smearing on your chin, you didn’t about your lewd actions when you pulled back and licked up his face, cleaning yourself off of him.

“I’ve never made anyone squirt before.” You couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh at his blunt words. Not expecting that to be the first thing he says to you.

“You’re adorable, Yuu.” You breathed out against his lips shutting your eyes for a moment still feeling kind of dazed from two orgasms so close to each other. “See, you were nervous for nothing.”

Nishinoya let out a sigh of relief at your words. It made him incredibly happy that he made you feel as good as you did to him.

His hands slipped into yours, lacing together as he leaned into you. You glanced at the clock above the bar. It had gotten so late already; you hadn’t realized how long he had been here. He looked so tired as he leaned against you, eyes lidded as his breath evened out. You gently ran your thumb up and down his cheek.

You sat with him in your arms for a bit. Letting him bury his face into your lap, trying to ignore the way his cum started on your skin.

“Yuu.”

“Hm?”

“You’re going to stay here with me tonight, okay?” He tilted his head to the right slightly when you said that, telling him more than asking.

“Are you sure? I can go back to my room; I don’t mind it at all. Actually I-“

“You’re staying here. You don’t even have your phone, remember? It’s late I don’t want you walking home tired like this.” Nishinoya sighed at that despite how badly he wanted to stay here, he didn’t want to burden you.

“Okay, mommy.”

You took him to your bathroom after that, cleaning both of you up. He sat on the edge of the bathtub eyes even heavier as he let you pamper him. Damp cloth wiping away the tear stains on his cheeks, and the remnants of your orgasm that was starting to dry.

You took your time cleaning him up, making sure he felt every single one of your soft touches. Your caring nature flooding over him, but you couldn’t help it. He looked so small as he stared up at you, it filled something deep inside you, something you didn’t know you were missing.

Tossing both of your cum-soaked clothing in the wash you cleaned up everything the two of you managed to mess up. Your caring actions made his chest fill with a warmth he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“You tired, sweetheart?” You knelt in front of Nishinoya smiling softly. He sat so nicely letting you take care of him, you couldn’t help but cup his cheeks and press a soft kiss to his lips. “Let’s go to bed, yeah?”

It didn’t take very much convincing before he stood up following you to the master bedroom. You could tell he was still in subspace, he followed you like a lost puppy and it was adorable. Pulling back the covers on the bed you laid in it first, holding your arms open for him to crawl in. He cuddled up to your side.

You ran your hand down his hair, it was pushed flat against his forehead. The gel that kept it up before no longer serving its purpose from both the long day and what you had pushed him through. Holding him close to you for a moment, you hummed softly before shifting. Gripping his elbow and softly pulling his arm.

“Hm?” His voice was almost a whisper, and he didn’t pick his head up from its spot on your shoulder.

“Come here. Let me hold you.” He felt his heart jump at the sound of you calling yourself that. Nodding slightly, he moved closer to you, but you slid your arm around his waist and pulled him on top of you. Cradling his head into your chest. He fit perfectly.

Despite the fast pace of his heartbeat, he felt himself settling down. He hadn’t expected anything like this to happen, neither did you for the matter.

“Yuu?”

He hummed, face buried into your breasts, fingers gently tracing patterns into your bare side.

You paused for a moment. Trying to figure out the right way to ask him what you were thinking. You didn’t want to come off the wrong way, but there was something about the way he rested in your arms that tugged on your desire to experience it more. “I was thinking,” You started, one of your hands slowly traveling up and down his back. “What would you say about coming back here again?”

“Um, do you mean to work for you again?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way he looked up at you, eyebrows furrowed a little reflecting his obvious confusion to your question.

“No, Yuu. That’s not what I meant.” His bottom lip jutted out at your words. It was adorable. You reached out and gently cupped his face, thumb sliding over his lip and pulling on it. His skin was warm against yours and soft. Except for the rough calluses on his hands. They dragged on your skin as he ran his fingers across it. “I mean, would you want to be mine again?”

He was quiet for a moment and you could almost feel the slight disappointment settling in your stomach. You wouldn’t be shocked if he said no. Your question was out of the blue, just meeting earlier this day it was a little rushed for you to ask it.

“Yes.”

“Hm?” His answer was so abrupt that you almost didn’t hear it. He looked up at you, eyes slightly lidded as he forced them to stay open, something was stirring in his eyes that you couldn’t read.

“I want to come back. For you.” You felt the smile pulling at your lips, it was hard not to give in to it. He looked so sweet, so excited.

“I would really like it if this wasn’t just a one-time thing, baby.” You felt his energy change with your words, and he relaxed more into your touch. Like he had been waiting for that all night, waiting for you to tell him that this wasn’t going to end after the morning came.

“Really? I-I wasn’t sure…” His voice trailed off and his eyes fell from yours. This wasn’t the first time that he had slept with someone in Italy, but he still wasn’t sure what to expect. He hadn’t experienced anything like what he had with you, and it felt different. Usually, he would leave after hooking up with someone random he met at the bar, barely able to speak through the language barrier. Always leaving right after it was finished, stumbling back to his room on his own.

No matter how many times he had tried to find something that would make him feel more at home, it didn’t work. Every single one of those drunk hookups made him feel even more lost, even more alone.

But then there was you. Coming out of nowhere. He didn’t know if it was fate or some crazy coincidence that he had stumbled onto your boat. But he was glad that it happened. You had shown him the first sense of comfort in a long time. Offering yourself for him to bury himself into, he didn’t want to just give that up. Even if this was only sex, you gave him such a comforting feeling that he wanted to explore.

“Yes, really, Yuu. Even though I was a little shocked that you wandered onto my boat earlier, I couldn’t be happier now.” It was true too. You thought back to the first thought that ran through your head when he walked right on. Thinking it was one of the college boys wandering around again, but when you saw his nervousness you knew it was different.

Immediately you could tell there was something about him that you liked. It wasn’t just his short stature that you liked. He was incredibly attractive, even though you could tell he was many years younger than you. There was something about the energy he gave off, it was so pure. It made you want to wrap yourself around it as you did now. But you didn’t want to let him go now, especially since you could hold him like this. Everything about him drew you into him.

You had missed the feeling of holding someone, your ex-husband being the last person you had been with. Not like he had ever made you feel so whole like this. Nishinoya’s overwhelming touches were so different, and you wanted more. You could tell he needed someone as badly as you did. Someone to take care of him, just the way he deserved.

[papirouge]

Hi!! sorry for the late response, you answered my ask about jpop idols, thannk you so much for such a thoughtful answer!!!

Honestly when i was younger i was really into mostly hello!proyect, so i know that they had literally child groups with berryz and cute, whose younger member was 8 years old! It was pretty creepy how they would make those photobooks with them posing on bikinis as soon as they turned 13 or 14.

I also really loved perfume, it used to be my favorite group, but like you said nakata got lazy and started prioritizing other acts around the level 3 era, and it really got cemented with cosmic explorer, which is when i started to lose interest in them. Their costumes also used to be so good, creative, and designed thoughtfully for each girl, but now its always the same costume except achan gets the longer skirt, kashiyuka the shorter skirt, and nocchi gets the shorts. Even the fabric is visibly cheaper. I feel like the only one who still cares is mikiko as her choreographies are still good.

But i dont know who that artist you mentioned is, but i'm interested in hearing the story 🍵

Japan is EXTREMELY problematic when it comes to child sexualization and the fact that rightoids who are constantly blaming the left for entertaining sexuality degeneracy....have no problem sporting anime pfp/watch anime is everything you need to know about how much of clowns those people are 🥴 They don't care about child abuse, they just pretend they do to dunk of their political opponents.

They try to cope saying it's "cultural" but Japan is currently recording an increase of sexual crimes, so...why would they defend a culture suspected of increasing sexual assault coming from a country struggling to contain their own sexual predator? 🤔 Also why the "it's cultural" argument shouldn't be used for honor killing and child marriage then ? Oh my bad, it's Muslims so this time we can finally admit it's a problem 🤡

To be fair with Perfume, they've been around since ~20 years now, so it makes sense their concepts are starting to become more rehashed. Nakata is a VERY derivative artist (even when he tried something new after he discovered future bass, he shoved this sound in everything he made around that time, whether it was on his own album 'Digital Native' or Perfume song "If you Wanna" lol.

The concept of them having distinctive outfits (as you said, longer dress/skirt for A-chan it's said that's bc she has wider hips which aren't considered a good feature in Japan, shorter dress/skirt for Kashiyuka, and shorts for Nocchi) goes back to their debut, and I think it's incredible they sticked to it for so long (especially since they also have respective hairstyle code - Nocchi has never been able to have hair longer than her chin for most of her life.... 🥲), but yeah, after so many years.... it's starting to get old. But they're basically idols I don't think doing an イメチェン (= drastic change of style) would be well received...

In the era of streaming, the lowering of budget for music videos is global. Perfume last outstanding MV (great costume + set design + extras on set) was "Cling Cling"... which was released almost 10 years ago🥴 but other Japanese artists had a drastic drop in MV quality, included Ayu Hamasaki (the artist I talked about in my first reply).

She is Japan best selling artist of all times and her "Jewel" MV has been for a while listed in the most expensive music video of all times🥶💎

Ayu story is quite endearing because her dad abandoned her when she was a child and was edging on delinquency before being scouted in a karaoke. She's from an era when random girls were being scouted and producers propelled them into stardom, tho very few of them made it beyond one single (which was initiall the case of Ayu who started... making rap and flopped miserably LOL) but by an odd turn of events, she got another chance where this time she did pop and things eventually took off. What's interesting with Ayu is that despite being marketed as an idol when she debuted, she from the start decided to take control over her music/image/artistry : she wrote all her lyrics, displayed her own (very distinctive) personal style, etc. By her sophomore album, LOVEppears, she endorsed a more daring image and in the following one, Duty, she dropped the cutesy idol thing to become more diva like and confident ...

That's also around the time she started pulling out very disturbing music videos. There are A LOT of them, but I'd say "Ladies Night" is the one who stuck the most with me (which is weird bc the song is pretty positive : celebrating girlhood support)...but the MV is just unnecessary creepy and dark. It starts off cute & goofy...only to become more and more scary & nightmarish 😰 WHY??

Her '(miss) understood' album era is pretty dark tbh ALL the MV of this album have this dark, gloomy energy... Excellent album musically, but with a very dark energy

Thankfully there is "Fairyland" (which was also one of the most expensive MV of that time) to brighten up that energy (but even the MV ends up in some sort of downturn with the photo burning up?)

- Her 'Duty' and 'Party Queen' album booklet + SURREAL MV features full on sex kitten programming (it's interesting that "SURREAL" has subliminals about her -then- hidden relationship with Tomoya Nagase (another popular male entertainer/idol of that time) and has a frenetic vibe which is very reminiscent of hypnosis/trance state. I hate that it's one of my favorite MV of her 😓(the scenery is just soooo pretty). There's a LOT of symbolism here.

- dissociation in "RAINBOW" and "Don't look back" MV

- mind control in "Alterna" and "Marionette"

- "Free & Easy" MV is a gigantic nod to Joan of Arc and apostolic martydom

- transhumanism in "Real Me" MV

Now that music videos don't have the same budget as they did 15-20 years ago, Ayu's MV aren't anywhere near as elaborated as they were before (also her music has gone down to the toilets - she should've retire after her 10 years best of). But it's obvious she sold out to achieve this level of fame and success, therefore she had to shove all these twisted messages in her MV.

[pudimsuki]

Takamki Keigo + beach+ NSFW plz maybe the reader has brought a new swim suit and it’s red like his wings ( yes the reader definitely did it to get his attention lol) and hawks sees them in it and goes a bit crazy

Crimson. Like his wings | Hawks x reader

Hi <3 I loved this request, sorry for taking so long!

Warnings: NSFW (18+ content), fem reader, swearing.

It was rare for the two of you to have some free time together. Like, REALLY rare. So when your winged hero boyfriend finally got a day off, you decided that you’re gonna enjoy the hell out of it.

You guys rented a beach house for the weekend ー In a deserted area for obvious reasons. I mean, you definitely didn't want a range of your pro-hero boyfriend fans asking for autographs and photos in the middle of his rest day, and besides, Hawks loved having privacy with you.

You took one last turn in front of the mirror, admiring your own image. You had bought that bikini especially for him, crimson red like his beautiful wings.

Choosing to remain barefoot, you walked through the glass doors and down the few steps that led directly to the shore. The warm sand tickled your feet and you lifted your arm above your face until you got used to the sunlight in your eyes.

Keigo was lying on his back on a towel, leaning his weight on his elbows as he watched the waves come and go, dark glasses on. Small droplets of water glistened on his bare torso, indicating that he had already ventured into that sea of salt water. His feathers stretched magnificently over the sand so that the sun touched every plumage.

You sighed at the view.

"I know I'm hot, babe. No need to stare."

You rolled your eyes, muttering an "asshole" under your breath. Keigo chuckled deliciously, turning his head to finally face you, only to be caught off guard by the image of you. The red color of your bathing suit managed to match exactly the color of his wings, which definitely didn't go unnoticed by him; your bare skin glowing extremely invitingly, the shape of the fabric leaving little to the imagination.

Keigo let out a long whistle, taking off his glasses. "Oh my, what do we have here?"

"I know I'm hot, babe. No need to stare." You mimic, throwing your hair over your shoulder.

That went straight between his legs.

“Little tease.” He purrs, licking his lips. "Come here, pretty thing"

You walk slowly towards him, making sure to arch your back as you spread your towel on the sand.

"If I knew my cute little bird could be hotter than it already was, I would have arranged this weekend much sooner."

“Um, maybe I should buy more bikinis.”

“Are you always such a tease?”

“Just for you, Kei.” You winked at him before lying face down on the towel and closing your eyes, feeling the sun kissing your back.

Keigo felt his cock twitch in his bathing shorts. Shit, he was already horny.

He rolled onto his stomach until he reached you. You felt him approaching, a smile already painting your lips, but you remained still.

“Hum…” Keigo hummed, tracing the curve of your back with the palm of his hand from the base of your neck to the swell of your ass, which he squeezed between his fingers. “Just for me, yeah?”

“Uh-huh”

With your eyes still closed, you felt your boyfriend's soft lips ghosting over your skin, from bottom to top, until they reached the junction of your shoulder and neck, where they began a trail of soft kisses up to your earlobe.

He swung one of his legs over you until his body was above yours, his huge wings forming a shadow on the ground. "I would invite you for a swim, but I don't think we're going to get past the sand today."

Just to prove his point, he pressed his body against yours, making you gasp as you felt the bulge pressed against the shell of your ass.

“Kei…” you moaned, lifting up a little to rub against him. Keigo growled at the friction, bucking his hips back on you, both of you still dressed.

“'m gonna fuck this tight hole of yours, baby." He promised, hot breath against your neck.

"Do it, Kei.” You breathe, already feeling your panties getting wet. “I missed you so much.”

His wings rustled above you. He pulled back a little, making you whimper at the loss of contact, but he just turned you around so you could face him. You sighed at the predatory look he gave you and opened your legs for him.

“I’m all yours”, you purred.

That was enough to draw a growl from his throat, and before you could blink, the bottom of your bikini was ripped to shreds, leaving your intimacy completely bare and at his mercy. “Keigo! It was new!” You complained. “I couldn't use it for ten minutes!”

“I’ll buy you as many as you want. And besides”, he bent closer to your mouth. “It’s your fault for being so damn hot.”

Then he kissed you. Slowly, sensually. You held the back of his head, bringing him closer as your tongues engaged in a delicious rhythm.

“So wet for me, baby bird” He praised when you pulled away, pressing two fingers between your folds. You whined, lifting your hips for more. "But still so impatient.” The chuckle that follows was from pure amusement. “I should teach you how to be more patient, love. What do you say?” He teased, swirling his fingers excruciatingly slowly over your clit.

"No" you cried, moving your hips. "I want you now, Kei. Please, want you now.”

"Want my cock, baby? Want me to fuck you real good?”

“Yes, yes, please.” You babble, his fingers still working on your bundle of nerves.

“As you wish, ma'am.”

In less than two seconds, he'd lowered his bathing shorts, his erect member popping out immediately.

That sight was almost divine, the sun streaming through his wings as he positioned himself between your legs. You ran your fingers over his defined abdomen, feeling the remnants of the salt water on his skin. Keigo smiled, pushing into you slowly. You sighed in bliss at the stretching sensation, wrapping your legs around his waist until he was fully inside, your faces mere inches from each other, his hair tickling you.

"Love you," you whispered into his mouth.

Keigo wrapped his arms around your body and began to move at a pleasant, almost lazy pace. It was intimate and extremely sensual. You closed your eyes, none of you bothering to hold back your moans as only the roar of the waves covered your sounds.

"Love you, my dove," he replies, kissing your neck as he increases the speed of his thrusts. He lifts the top of your already-lost bikini, exposing your soft globes to his gaze. “So pretty...” Then you cried his name, feeling his hot tongue circling your nipple before sucking hard.

He continued his ministrations, and you felt the towel slipping out of place, causing your limbs to touch the floor, the sand biting into your skin and sticking to your hair, but that was the last of your worries at the moment. Keigo moaned with his eyes closed as he felt you squeezing him, your walls already closing in around him.

“Fuck, Keigo” you moan. “I’m close.”

“Cum, baby, cum for me.”

So you did. White fluid bursted around him as you cried out loud, arching your back as you came. He gripped your thighs to keep you from letting go of his waist and continued his thrusts, reaching for his own high. Your legs trembled with the arousal, limbs going limp as he thrust harder, your breasts bouncing with the movement.

Keigo pulled out of you before he came, painting your breasts and your once red bra white. He fell beside you and you just stared at the sky for a few moments, bodies sweaty from the sun and sex.

“You owe me a new bikini”, you pointed after a minute making him laugh, a little breathless.

“Do I?” You looked at him accusingly, to which he just answered with a cheeky grin. "Actually, I think you're not gonna need clothes for this weekend."

You scoffed. “You wish. Maybe I should - Keigo!”

He suddenly turned you around, getting behind you and pulling your hips so that your ass was in the air, arms and face in the sand. Fast as always, Hawks.

"Oh baby," he cooed and you felt the tip of his cock already starting to get hard again against your entrance, "you didn't think we were done, did you? We have two whole days to go."

Needless to say you were sore at the end of the weekend.

I love this winged man

Thank you for reading and for the support!

Angie ❤

[any comments will be answered with my main account: @angie-1306]