#i'm always in underwear or mini short..

[homosexualcitron]

it's so cold but i won't lose!! i won't wear pants!!!

[mbsneur]

Risky

Alexia Putellas x Reader

Summary: you and alexia have sex in a cabin

Warnings: Smut 18+,public sex

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You dragged your girlfriend Alexia shopping with you again she hates going shopping with you because it can take forever

she walks through the aisles of the shop moaning and looking for you

"ale i'm here" you call and waving to her as she looks over the clothes racks and comes over to you shaking her head

"amor how do you like this" you smile and hold a white and black mini dress up to her face her eyes start to sparkle "will you try it on for me?" she smiles mischievously and you press your head into your neck and roll your eyes

"yes but only if you stop being so annoyed" she comes closer to you and places a firm kiss on your forehead "try it on then i'll think about it" she smiles and pulls you towards the changing rooms

you changed your clothes and slipped into the white dress first you opened the curtain and alexia stood in front of you with her arms crossed her eyes travelled over your whole body her arm stretched to reach your hips "turn around" she smiled and put her thumb on her lower lip

"it looks so good on you" her eyes widen and her hands slide further towards your but

you playfully swat her hand away and click your tongue alexia smiles cheekily at you and pushes you forwards to put on the other dress

you go back into the changing room and have knowingly left a small slit in the curtain open you pull the dress over your head and see alexia's gaze through the mirror

she tries to look away and clenches her hands into fists and her teeth clench tightly as you put on the black dress you wanted to go out

but when you put one foot forward alexia immediately pounces on you and holds you firmly by your hips with a hard bounce she pushes you against the wall and she fumbles the curtain closed with her hand

her lips are immediately on your neck and are so rough it almost hurts your mouth opens and all you can get out is heavy breathing

"how dare you tease me like that" she whispers against your skin and comes face to face you stutter "ale- i didn't mean to tease you" you say ironically and dig your fingernails into her shoulders

she pushes you by your hips on the bench and without leaving your eyes she kneels down in front of you she puts the dress over your arse and brings your dripping middle to light "you will be quiet otherwise you will see what you get out of it at home"

she pulls your underwear down your knees and her face immediately finds its way to your inner thighs one of your hands put immediately lies on your mouth

she kisses your thighs and puts one of your legs over her shoulder she kisses the way to your core and spreads little kisses on it

your body jerks with the movement and slides further against her face her hand takes one of your breasts in her hand and kneads it your head hits the wall and little whimpers come out of your throat that you try to suppress

she licks big circles on your clit and makes you bounce she moans about your taste and takes your nipple between her fingers your eyes roll into the back of your head and your whimpering gets louder

your hand presses harder against your mouth and her eyes meet yours her tongue moves to your hole and plunges it in with small gentle thrusts her nose hits your clitoris

alexia is crazy with her tongue it is one of her passions to taste you no matter how

"just like that- ale- please" you try to say and she quickens her tongue and starts to move against your temple and she pushes it apart again

your chest rises up and down quickly and your other hand finds its way to alexia's hair and you push her deeper into you

your belly tenses up and bounces vigorously against her someone could come in at any moment and this fact turns you on even more

alexia doesn't stop playing inside you and shoots her tongue against your walls to make you realise that you should come "ale give me a little more please you feel so good" she rolls her eyes again and continues her work

after a few more thrusts you were ready your legs shake uncontrollably and you come hard on alexia's tongue you try to relax into her and she licks little circles around you to calm you down

she removes her face and you look at her in a daze her mouth is full of your juices she takes the collar of her shirt and wipes her mouth on it

she moves up and pulls you onto your wobbly legs she brings your dress into the right position and gives you a kiss on the cheek "change your clothes i want to go home vamos" she says with a mischievous smile

[punksyeet]

ᰔᩚ Monthly Cuddles ᰔᩚ

Plot: Gianna (OC) gets her period and tries to make the most out of the day with her man by her side.

Warning: Hefty flirting & talks of smut!

Out of nowhere, I feel a sharp pain in my stomach.

I quietly hiss and sit up, doing my best not to wake up Josh, who's laid next to me peacefully sleeping.

I look over and tap my phone so it reveals my lock screen.

4:06 in the morning.

Seriously?!

Thinking it's maybe just gas, I slowly and carefully wiggle out of his arms and head to the bathroom.

I slide down my underwear and see blood on a pad that I put on last night, since I started feeling some heavy cramps after dinner.

Fuck!

I groan, wrap it in toilet paper, discard it, and reach over to the counter to replace it with a new one.

After about a minute or so, I feel light footsteps and a knock at the door.

"Baby? You alright in there?" Josh calls.

Ugh he's so sweet. Always checking up on me. <3

I smile softly. "Y-yeah baby I'm alright. Go back to bed."

"You sure ma? You need anything?" he reassures.

"I'm good baby," I reply. "I pinky promise."

I hear a light chuckle behind the door. "Alright baby I'll be in bed if you need me."

I softly smile and finish up before washing my hands and leaving the bathroom. 

"Everything alright?" he asks, as I climb back into bed.

I nod. "Just my period."

"Ah damn," he says after groaning.

I softly smile. "I know. Luckily I only get it for like 3-4 days so I'll live."

He smiles and opens his arms so I can lay in them, and that I do.

I kiss his tattooed chest before laying my head on it, and my arms around his waist.

He lays his arm around me, just above my ass, and rubs my back.

"So baby I..." I begin, but I'm cut off by him snoring.

I quietly giggle and lightly kiss his bottom lip, before wrapping us up in the blanket and drifting off to sleep myself.

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I wake up to the sun peeking behind our bedroom curtains and reach over to look at the time on my lock screen.

10:07 in the morning.

Much better.

The faint smell of cinnamon fills the air and I softly smile.

"Always cooking," I mutter to myself, before heading to the bathroom for a quick refresh.

I end up taking a quick shower and changing into some comfy clothes.

I tie my hair up into a messy bun and leave the bathroom, automatically met with the sight of my man setting up a mini table with food.

I smile and walk over, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. "Baby you didn't have to do this."

He turns around smiling and cups my face. "I wanted to mama. Now get yo cute lil ass in bed and eat something so you can take medicine."

I playfully roll my eyes and reach up, puckering my lips.

He chuckles and accepts, pressing his lips on mine.

I pull away making a "mwuah" sound and climb into bed after he playfully smacks my butt.

"Cinnamon sugar oatmeal, a couple of Aleve, and some orange juice to drink with the pills," he says, putting everything on the table in front of me once I get comfy.

I smile and kiss his cheek. "This looks yummy. Thank you baby."

He smiles and strokes my cheek. "I'm gonna head downstairs to the garage for a workout. Call me if you need me, okay?"

I nod and start eating.

He smiles and watches for a bit before heading out of the room.

Soon enough, I get a notification that he went live on Instagram.

I open the app, tap his profile picture, and watch.

My bottom lip slides between my teeth, as sweat drips down his caramel tattooed skin and his shorts get higher and higher with every lift.

Lord give me strength. I'm so fucking lucky.

About 40-45 minutes later, he ends the live.

Shortly after, I hear footsteps coming upstairs and towards the bedroom.

He comes in and I look up from my phone and smile.

"Hey baby," he coos, wiping his forehead with a towel.

"Hi sexy fella," I reply. "I watched your live."

He smirks, walks over, and runs his hands up and down my sides. "Oh yeah? Did you like what you saw?"

I bite my lip and blush. "You know I did."

He leans down and presses his lips to mine.

I moan in his mouth as he slides tongue across mine.

After about ten strokes, I pull away. "Boy I'm bleeding like all hell. At least tease me when we're able to fuck again!"

He bursts into laughter. "Well baby we can fuck whenever you want, bleeding or not. Just say the words."

My mouth drops open as he kisses my forehead and walks off into the bathroom.

Before I can speak another word, I get a FaceTime from Trin. I smile and tap the green button.

G: Hey sis!

T: Hey lovebug! How are you?

G: I'm alright. Trying to survive off these damn period cramps. You?

T: Ughhh girl I feel you I just finished mine. But hey, at least we ain't pregnant right?!

I burst into laughter and nod.

G: You have a point there ma'am!

She giggles and sets me up on her vanity, and starts on her makeup.

G: Oooh girl you look good! What are you up to today?

T: Well, I have a nail appointment for Jon and I's date tonight. You should join me!

G: Oooh that sounds fun. My nails could use a bit of a touch-up.

She squeals and claps her hands.

T: Period! My appointment is at 4:30 - I'll call and make you one as well.

G: Sounds good, sis. I'll see you then!

We say our goodbyes and hang up.

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It's about 3:45 now - just over half an hour until I have to meet Trin at the salon, so I start getting ready.

I pick out a cute tube top and sweatpants set, as well as some fluffy sides.

"Where you going lookin that fine?" Josh asks from the island, as I walk downstairs.

I playfully roll my eyes and smile, walking up to him and wrapping my arms around his neck. "Getting my nails done with Trin. I won't be too long since she has a date with Jon tonight."

He nods and caresses my waist and ass. "Alright mama. I'll see you when you get home. Be safe, okay?"

"I will," I reply. "I love you."

"I love you more," he replies. "Have fun."

We share a kiss and I head out then drive to the salon.

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"Sooo," Trin begins, looking over at me from her table. "How are you and my brother in law?"

I smile and look over at her. "We're doing good! He treats me like a princess. I love him so much."

She sticks out her bottom lip. "I'm so happy for you, babygirl. You deserve it.”

I reach out and join our free hands.

"Just know that if he messes with you I'll whoop his ass," she continues, mouthing "ass".

I giggle and nod. "Of course, Trin. How are you and his goofball brother?"

She laughs and shakes her head. "Girl, he's a trip. But I wouldn't have it any other way."

I smile and turn back to my nail tech.

As we keep talking, the appointment rolls on and soon enough, our nails are finished.

I got a basic french tip and Trin got the same but with blue.

FATU replied to your story: Come home to yo man so I can feel these in my hair 😩😍

I smile and shake my head, before driving home.

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"Honey I'm hoooome!" I sing, walking through the front door and closing it behind me.

"Welcome hoooome!" Josh mocks me, before walking over and holding my waist.

I giggle and we share a lengthy kiss before sitting on the couch.

He kisses my hand and wraps an arm around me. "How was your time with Trin?"

I smile. "Lots of fun as always. I love her so much."

He smiles and strokes my cheek. "I'm glad, baby. Seeing you happy with my family brings joy to my heart."

I smile and kiss his cheek before he lays his head on my lap.

"Whatchu wanna do for dinner?" he asks, rubbing my side.

I think for a minute.

"We caaaaaan order waffle house?" I suggest, playing with his curls.

His excitedly sits up. "I gotta wife you up one day."

I giggle and kiss his cheek. "I'll put the order in. Two waffles and triple scattered and covered hash browns right?"

He kisses my shoulder. "You already know mama."

I smile and tap away at my phone while he moves me over and sits me on his lap.

"Whatchu getting?" he asks between kisses to my temple.

"Mmm," I reply with my lips puckered and to the side while thinking. "Maybe the cheesesteak hash brown bowl."

"Oooo that sounds good," he coos, still kissing me.

I look over at him and giggle. "I've never seen a man so excited for some damn waffles."

He shrugs, smiling. "Aye you know me boo!"

I roll my eyes playfully and grab the side of his face, backing up my neck to kiss his cheek.

He smiles and wraps his arms around my waist, rubbing my stomach. "How are your cramps mama?"

"Not too bad anymore," I reply, hitting order. "The pills definitely helped earlier."

He nods and I place my phone down, turn around, and get comfy against his chest.

He chuckles and lifts up my chin gently before placing his dreamy lips on mine.

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** Josh's POV **

Gi and I finished dinner a little while ago.

That shit was too damn good.

We took a shower right after and are now laid in bed, my head in her lap, her fresh nails in my hair, watching her favorite Disney movie: Tangled.

Once I feel her stop scratching, I look up.

I chuckle lightly as I see her head tilted to the side against the pillow, light snores coming out of her parted lips.

I turn off the movie, carefully move to the side of her, and wrap her in my arms.

She stirs in her sleep and wraps her arms around my waist and lays her head on my chest.

I smile and gently kiss her temple. "Goodnight beautiful."

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[slashsrealgf]

good boy

warnings: weed, high sex, oral (f receiving), handjob x, praise, subby slash :3

a/n: hes actually a little bitch

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It was a Saturday night, and you were at home, waiting for your food to be delivered and watching TV. You were taking a break from going out and drinking and partying and having sex with whatever rockstar you could. You get up when there's a knock on your door, thinking it was your food.

You open the door, "Slash?"

He smiles nervously. You had never seen him this nervous before. "H-hey, um, sorry for just showing up," he was barely making eye contact. He must be sober. You shrug and step to the side, "its fine, it's not like im doing much anyway."

He comes in and shuts the door, "you look different," he says whilst taking in your appearance.

You blush and look down. You were in pyjama bottoms and an old t-shirt. Your hair was slightly messy, and you weren't wearing any makeup or perfume. It was the complete opposite of what he was used to. Usually, you were dressed in crop tops and mini skirts or short shorts. "Oh, yeah, um...I just thought I'd stay home tonight and relax," you shrug. He smiles nervously, "yeah, I get it."

You walk back over to your couch and sit down, gesturing him to follow. "So, why'd you come over?" He blushes and stays quiet for a little while, "the first and last time i met you, all we did was fuck, and it was right before a show so I basically left as soon as we were done, and I felt bad about that, because I'm not actually that kind of guy...I tried looking for you after the show but, I couldn't find you anywhere," he pauses and looks up at you, you could tell how nervous he was, which confirmed that he was sober. "I came over because I want to get to know you...whether that leads to just a nice night, us becoming friends, anything. I just know I want to get to know you."

You smile, "Slash, that's so sweet... I wanna get to know you too," he blushes again and smiles nervously. "Slash?" He looks up, "y-yeah?"

You smile sympathetically, "do you want some weed?" He nods almost immediately. You get up and go to your room, looking through your underwear drawer for it. A few minutes later you come back into the livingroom and roll a joint for you to share.

As he gets high, he gets less nervous, and the two of you spend the night talking about yourselves and getting to know one another, the weed making you tell more personal things than you normally would. You could tell, though, that you could be comfortable around him. That he wouldn't judge you. You felt safe with him.

You spend the night talking and laughing over stupid shit and sharing the food you ordered. A bit into the night, you start noticing him shifting uncomfortably every now and then.

You look down and notice the bulge growing in his pants. You giggle a little, "uh, do you want some help?"

He blushes, "shit, I'm sorry...weed tends to -" he trails off when he notices you moving closer to him. You get up and straddle him, "keep talking" He lets out a quiet whimper, thinking you didn't hear. He clears his throat, "weed makes me sensitive," he mumbles. You look down at him, then start to kiss down his neck.

He whines softly, "... fuck."

You look up at him and lean down to kiss him. He immediately melts into the kiss, his hands finding your waist. You and Slash had slept together before, and he was usually rough. But this time, his touch was so gentle, delicate, almost as if he was afraid to touch you.

You pull away and look down at him, "don't be shy..." He looks up, "but I am," his voice is almost a whisper. You smile and bring a hand down to his stomach. His breath hitches.

You pull his hard cock out of his leather pants, knowing he never wore underwear. He leans his head back and lets out a shaky breath.

You start to move your hand slowly, feeling him twitch in your hand. He lets out a soft whine. You stop and look up at him. The sounds he would make when the two of you had sex were always low moans, groans and grunts. This was different.

You start to move your hand again at a quicker pace. He moans, but it was much higher and whinier than what you had heard before. His hand moves to your thigh, "f-fuck," he squirms as you move your hand faster. You look down at him. He looks right back up at you with the neediest little look.

He keeps staring up at you, squirming and whining while you move your hand faster, "you gonna cum?" He nods, "close, close, hah- please- I'm so close," he moans loudly, much higher pitched than you had heard before.

"Go on," you smile down at him. His back arches slightly and his eyes roll back as he cums all over your hand. You keep moving your hand at the same speed, feeling him twitch.

When you stop, you get off his lap and sit beside him. You look up at him, "on your knees."

He doesn't hesitate and immediately gets off the couch and settles between your legs on the floor. He pulls your pyjama pants down, followed by your panties. He looks up at you. You nod, "go ahead..." He starts lapping at your folds, alternating between sucking your clit and sticking his tongue in your hole.

You grab a fistful of his hair, holding him down. You were practically riding his face, moaning out random praises. "Fuck, don't stop!" He starts sucking on your clit and sticks two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out. You moan slightly louder, "oh fuck, that's it, good boy," he whines, sending vibrations through your body.

You look down at him and see him staring up at you through his eyelashes, "yeah? You like that?" He moans against your clit, sending more vibrations through your body. "Fuck- hah- don't stop!" You cry out louder as you squirt all over his face.

When he pulls away, you pull him up, "you're such a good boy," he whines again. You lean in and kiss him, then pull away.

You both realise you're not entirely sure what to do now. "So...do you wanna stay over...?" You ask awkwardly. He smiles and nods, pulling you close and kissing you again. He was clearly more comfortable now.

[bangchanisinmymind]

woman

pairing; bangchan x reader; smut

2 o'clock in the morning. that was what chris's computer showed. you were in his room, he was still completing the track in his shorts and you on his lap wearing his tshirt that fitted you like a mini dress.

curled up in his chest waiting for him to finish and finally sleeped until you started overthinking again. after you cut your hair on shoulder length, even if everyone liked it, you didn't feel like a woman. you loved how it looked on you but after looking at yourself on the mirror a few times it seemed like it made you more boyish than you already were. you were already insecure about your boyish looks that everyone seemed to love but you just wanted to feel like a total woman.

without noticing you started muttering to your self "what if I wear more makeup" or "what if I go on a diet again?" that you didn't realise he had turned his computer off and was listening to you with a confused look on his face."what's wrong babe?" he whispered "it's just...... I'm not feeling myself" "what do you mean?" still confused; "I just don't feel as feminine as before, like I turned into a boy" you frowned

"oh my baby *forehead kiss* want me to prove you you're not a boy * kiss* you'll always be my woman *lip kiss*" "mmh" was your only answer before he stared kissing your collarbones, his tongue giving slight licks his on every weaker until he reached the neckline of the shirt.

glancing at you to make sure you're ready before he took off your shirt throwing it behind his chair. he stared for a few seconds at your bare chest, your hard rock nipples begging for his attention. your legs on each side of his waist, his hands on your hips and lips attached to your left nipple as he lifted you up going to the bed and pushing your back against the mattress.

your whimpers turned into moans as his hand travelled to your right nipple as he continued sucking your left one. his over hand going down to caress your clit through your panties and he was now standing on his knees letting you feel his semi-hard erection that touched you thigh."feeling better now sweetheart?" he breathed allowing his hot breath send shivers down your spine as he left a trail of hot wet kisses along your stomach 'till the hem of your underwear.

you just nodded as you lifted up your hips to let him pull off the only fabric between you and his tongue. you on the edge of bed, his knees on the floor and your croch touching his nose was all you could ask for."you're so beautiful" he whispered before diving into you. his tongue travelling from your home to your clit and back before he started sucking desperately on your sensitive spots leaving a few light marks there.

you were stimulated already and after feeling your pre-cum you started bucking your hips on his face needing more. "feel like a woman now?" he breathed out "i'm your- your woman" you managed to let out. he now used his fingers first teasing your clit and slowly moving to your aching hole. "chris fuck- please just put something in" nearly screaming making him chuckle at your desperation.

"just wait a little babygirl alright? there is no need to be quick, you're mine right?" he muttered undoing his pants and taking them off along with his boxers. he teased a little again by letting his tip rest on your clenching cunt. hands on his neck tugging his brown locks "chris just-" you couldn't even speak, he just bottomed you out slowly and heavy breathing.

"oh god sweetie- please- ah this feels so good fuck" you whined as you felt him moving. before you could even react his head dropped to your boobs as he started sucking once again. the overstimulation you felt was extraordinary as he picked up his pace real quick. you couldn't even moan the only thing you could do was to just lay your head back and let him do his work.

even you thought you wouldn't last a second more, you tried your best and wait for him to reach his high as well. "babygirl i'm- shit -" none of you could make a whole sentence but you soon realised both of you had finished and his head was still on you chest, now resting and panting heavily. "oh god that was amazing" you muttered "i feel so good now. thank you babe" you said after a few minutes leaving a lot of kisses on his sweaty face.

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[yichuuonvenus]

Guess

DJ Jacaerys Velaryon x Reader

~Description~

Jace guesses the color of your underwear!

~Warnings but not really~

Hooking up, clubbing, 365 party girl!, you and Baela share Jace, drinking

A/N: I had this funny ass thought about what if Jace was in a modern au and was a DJ since Harry is one irl 😭😭 Also!! I've never been to a club irl so if this is nothing like a real club don't at me I'm just a girl.

ALSO, This is a CRACK FIC do not take it seriously!! 🙏🏾😭

You woke up with a raging headache. One that felt like music was still pulsating throughout your ears. It was kinda surprising to you since you went "easy" last night but you digress. 

You swung your legs over the side of the bed while holding your head. You desperately needed Advil and some water (and maybe a shot of anything close to you). 

Baela stirred next to you. Her eyes slowly opened, and you mentally cursed yourself for waking her up. Your half-asleep mind completely forgot she was a light sleeper. 

"Up so soon?" She joked as she clutched the pillow she stole from you last night. 

"Yeah, I would've my beauty sleep if you had slept in your own bed," you exclaimed. You rubbed your head as you got up with a yawn. 

"Your bed is always the comfiest, my dear sister," she said proudly with a flashy smile. 

You would've rolled your eyes if they didn't feel like they were about to fall out. 

"Rightttt... Do you remember where I put my purse?"

She pointed in a direction before laying her head back down and magically falling back asleep. 

You walked over in the direction and luckily found your purse. You immediately took some Advil and grabbed the closest bottle of water. 

Luckily it was water and it felt so refreshing in your dry mouth. You felt like in seconds the water and Advil rejuvenated you. You ran back over to your bed and jumped on Baela. She loudly groaned and cried out as you started holding onto her. 

"We need to get ready soon," you said with a big smile on your face, "Jace told me he was DJ-ing tonight."

She looked up at you and her smile grew along with yours, "Okay, we can get ready... but is it not like 10 something?" 

"No! It's 3 pm," you complained. "We slept half the day away, so get up and get ready we need to go out."

"Okay, I'll get ready but you are buying the cab this time around."

You rolled your eyes, "Fine, but you are buying the drinks!"

"You don't need me to. The line you had last time kept you well hydrated," she spat with a laugh.

You hit her with a pillow and she hit you back. You could've heard both of your laughs from across your home. 

. . .

You stared at the mirror focusing on your outfit. You were wearing a long-sleeved cropped tee with the smallest mini skirt you could find. You were seeing Jace and you needed something that garnered his attention. 

Baela came out wearing low-waisted shorts with a low-cut halter top.

"Ugh you always look so good," you said as you did the finishing touches to your makeup. 

"I know," She said as she lifted you by your hand and spun you around. "And you always look like a goddess." 

You gave her a smile, "You flatter me, dear sister." 

"You'll change again if I don't." You gasped and slapped her shoulder and then she continued with a laugh. "I'm being serious, though. You look radiant." 

You gave her a small thank you as you stared at yourselves in the mirror. 

"Are we ready?" 

Baela nodded with a grin.   

You both threw on your shoes and ran hand in hand to the car. The driver, already set on where to go, immediately started to drive to the destination. 

The whole way there was a show of you and Baela singing horribly to the songs on your karaoke playlist as you poured drinks for you both. 

One. Two. Three shots in and you felt good enough to dance. When the driver finally pulled up to the club you hopped right out. Baela ran after you as you both skipped to the front of the line. The club was booming tonight which made you feel even more excited to get in. 

The bouncer, already knowing who the both of you were, let you in without trouble. Baela grabbed your hand as she pushed through a crowd of bodies. 

The atmosphere always made you feel so much drunker than how you actually were. The lights were what would hypnotize you the most. The greens and pinks that glowed in the air were like seeing magic when you were tipsy. 

Baela couldn't help but pull you both to the center of the dance floor. The music was actually good for once as you both swayed your hips to the music. The smile on your lips wouldn't go away as you held Baela's hips to yours. 

You were like that for what felt like a minute before you walked to the bar for another drink... or two. 

It was like a guy always knew when you wanted something and wouldn't hesitate to get it for you. You thanked him of course but gave him no other attention after he gave you what you wanted. 

Having more of that delicious liquid luck you made your way back to Baela who was dancing with a silver-headed man. You smirked as you joined them. You both always loved to share.

One of you was behind him and the other was in front. He didn't know who to focus on with both of you dancing with and on him. 

You could feel eyes on you as you danced but you didn't have to look up to see who it was. Mostly because you already knew from where you were standing that Jace had a good view of you. 

You smiled up at Jace as you made a dangerous move that had him eyeing you from his booth. You were getting bored of the man that was dancing with you so you decided then to go up to your real prize. 

You made your way around the man to talk to Baela. She held you close to her as you whispered in her ear. 

"You wanna go up?" You said as you gestured to the stage. 

"Yes," she whispered back with an added eye roll when she looked at the man, "desperately." 

You grinned at her as you took Baela's hand, leaving the man you didn't know in the dust. You both hurriedly walked towards the stage. The bouncer let you both in the booth and you immediately got to the front right behind Jace as he was transitioning into a new song. 

You and Baela gave each other looks. The both of you knew what the other was thinking. You both wrapped around him, one of you was on each of his sides. He let a song continue to play when he finally gave you both his attention. 

"We want to dance tonight Jace..." you said, looking through your eyelashes so he'd get the hint. 

"It will have to wait until I do a changeover," he said with a smile. 

You couldn't stop the pout that slowly etched its way on your face. Jace simply laughed as he continued playing. 

Baela grabbed your hand and started to dance with you on the side. 

"I'm going first, right?" You asked. 

"Hmmm..." 

"You went first last time!" You quietly said. 

"Fine," she playfully rolled her eyes as she spun you around. 

You gave her a toothy grin before grabbing the drink Jace was sipping on. 

It was like that for a good while. You and Baela danced on each other while Jace DJ-ed till finally, they did a changeover. 

You couldn't stop yourself from grabbing Jace as he swapped with another DJ. The smooth transition would have had you applauding if you weren't so focused on Jace. 

"Are you finally ready?" You asked as you tilted your head with the most innocent smile you could come up with. 

"I suppose I have to be, my princess."

You kissed him on his cheek and then turned to Baela. 

"We'll be back," you told her with a wink. 

You left the booth with Jace and took him to a place you knew no one would bother you. 

The bathroom wasn't the most romantic place but it did have a lock. It was a little detail you noticed when you and Baela first started coming to this club. 

You were against the wall with Jace right in front of you. It was dimly lit but you could still see each other. You both stared at each other for a good amount of time before you took his hand to make it trail along your thigh. 

"I love your little outfit." 

"I know," you breathed. 

On his own, his hand started to smooth over your skin. Ever so slowly his hand made its way under your skirt and towards the lace you were wearing tonight, his favorite. 

"Which ones are you wearing?" He gasped as he felt the material. 

"Guess." 

He took both hands to smooth over your ass, rubbing it gently so he could have a good feel. 

“Your blue pair,” he said with a teasing smile. 

You only shook your head.

A sigh fell from his lips as he continued to feel. One of his hands made its way to the front of your underwear. 

“The pink ones.”

With a giggle, you shook your head again.

“One more guess,” you said.

He felt the top of your underwear, touching the lace and the little bows. You knew he knew which pair it was from the little bows. 

"It’s the black ones… my favorite ones," he said with an all-knowing smirk. 

You nodded, "do you want your reward-"

He didn't even let you finish before his mouth was on yours. You couldn't stop the moan that left your lips as his fingers pulled your underwear to the side. Slowly… painfully slowly did he insert his fingers inside you. You liked it when he was a bit fast and a little rough but right now he decided to take things slow and gentle. 

"Jace..." you whimpered, "please."

He ignored you as he curled his fingers hitting a spot in you that had you pulling him closer and opening your legs up wider. You needed him desperately and you knew he could tell from the way you were dripping for him. 

"So wet..." he moaned as his lips met your jaw and neck. 

You felt like your whole body was on fire. His touch was always so warm against your skin that you never wanted him to let you go. You wrapped your leg around his waist as his other hand helped to hold it there. 

His tongue slid along your neck and chest, causing gasps and sighs to fall from your lips. When his thumb started to circle your clit you knew then that you weren't going to make it. 

You felt heat bubbling up as he went faster. You gripped his jacket, wanting nothing more than to rip every piece of his clothing off so you could see all of him but unfortunately, you were in a bathroom at the club. You would have to wait. 

You needed him closer somehow so your hands left his jacket to hold his face. You pulled his face back up to yours. The kiss you laid on his lips was ferocious. You wanted to show him how badly you wanted him. You supposed a kiss would have to do. 

"Gentle," he pulled back to say once. 

But you didn't listen. The heat you were experiencing from just his fingers. The way he had you pinned up against the wall. You wanted him. So badly. 

You could feel yourself tighten around his fingers. Your breathing was quick and shallow. Tears were now nearing your eyes. You could feel it. You were close, so desperately close. 

And then... 

Nothing.

He pulled his fingers and lips away from you to make you watch him pop his fingers into his mouth. 

"Jace..." you pleaded. 

"I'm sorry princess... but I thought I said gently." 

You frowned as he picked you up and sat you down on one of the counters near the sink. He only smiled at you as he laid his forehead on yours. 

"I'll be gentle," you whispered. 

You wrapped your legs around him to bring him as close to you as possible. One of his hands smoothed over your legs while the other cupped your face. 

"I'll be very gentle," you whispered against his lips. 

You smiled as you pressed your lips against his. You pulled back when you felt his hand tug at your underwear. Slowly you could feel it slide down your legs. 

You didn't know when he pulled himself out of his pants but you felt the length of him lie in between your legs. Hard and thick... and veiny. 

When he pressed himself up against your opening you couldn't stop the moan. You could only stare into his eyes as he bore back into yours. 

You gasped as he filled you. When he was to the hilt you both couldn't help but look down at the mess between your legs. You wanted him closer, as close as he could possibly get. 

You closed your arms around his neck, tightly holding him to your neck. His lips were to your ear causing you to hear every moan that fell from his pillowy lips. You could feel yourself tighten again. That same sensation ran through you again as his hips went faster.  

You pulled his face to yours. You wanted nothing more than to kiss his lips again, so you did just that. He pulled back, laying his head against your shoulder. His breath over your ear and then his moans…

You were at the peak and this time Jace would let you reach it. 

Jace came not long after you. He finished on one of your thighs. The milky substance rolled down your thigh before you picked some up with your fingers and swallowed it. He watched you with a bated breath, and within a second his lips were on yours. 

You smiled when you both pulled back. You brought your hands up to play with the collar of his jacket. 

“Are you ready for Baela?” 

[leggerefiore]

cw: 18+ content, fem reader, office sex, silver fox Emmet, short

Minors DNI

surprise smut because silver fox Emmet saying good girl has been stuck in my head.

You would admit that you were as much of a pervert as he was.

You would admit you enjoyed the feeling of his gloved hands groping at your ass from under the mini pencil skirt he specifically requested.

His lips were locked with yours in a messy kiss as you sat on his lap. The older man's goatee tickled your chin. Your blouse had already been slightly unbuttoned from the top. You let out a soft, a moan into the kiss. He broke the kiss to rest his forehead against your own. Thumbs locked under the band of your underwear to pull them down and reveal you to his playful fingers and eyes.

You cried when his thumb first pressed between your folds to rub against your clit, the pleasure immediate and electric. Holding on to his shoulders, you felt your body rush with everything. “Ah, good girl,” he cooed while pressing a finger inside of you, “You make this old man verrrry happy.” Emmet was nothing but a dirty old man, you knew, but it was impossible to say you did not love him. His face showed his age, but his spirit and energy showed the younger man he once was. He refused to let himself change too much.

Another finger joined the first as he shifted into scissoring you open. His thumb was still rubbing wonderfully on your clit. You let a groan and moved your hips in time with the actions of his hand. Office sex was a common thing with him. It seemed he enjoyed the thrill of being caught, but there was no chance anyone would enter his office without prior permission. Then again, he had also had you under his desk while he held meetings with his employees or made phone calls. Honestly, there was little you two had not done in this room.

“Oh, darling, such pretty noises,” he pressed a sweet kiss to your neck, “Are you getting close to cumming?” You nodded, feeling your heart racing and as his fingers shifted into thrusting inside you. Emmet always easily found the best spots inside you and targetted them. He gave a hum as he worked you faster into a quick and easy high on his lap. You laid your head on his shoulder as a loud moan rang out from you. The fabric of his slacks brushed against your skin, getting your juices all over them. A chuckle came from him.

There was a prominent bulge in the crotch of them, too, you noticed. His hand rubbed at your back softly as you came back down. “... More?” he asked. Of course, you nodded. Emmet truly did not have to ask that, but it was sweet of him to still check like you were both still new to doing this. He lifted you off his lap and sat you on his desk. Watching him with bated breath, the older man easily undid his belt and button. Pulling down the white slacks, you felt yourself eager for the cock that popped out. Its tip was flushed red and a bit of precum had leaked out. Emmet was good at driving trains, competitive battling, and sex.

“Darling, you look excited,” he teased you by pressing you back against his already cleared desk, “We just had sex yesterday.” His length pressed to your folds and left you shuddering. The solid warmth was always enough to get your brain rushing with endorphins.

“I think I'm addicted,” you laughed, locking your arms around his neck, “Guess I'm into dirty, old, clown men.” His brows furrowed, but his smile remained. You barely had time to react to him shifting his hips and spearing you open. A loud cry came from you as he pressed deeply inside you.

“Mean, mean, darling!” he cooed as he watched your face twist with pleasure. A fast and rough pace was quickly set by him as he fucked you against the wooden desk. You loved getting him like this. Your nails dug into the fabric of his button-up and his tie, got into where your shirt had been unbuttoned by him. Everything was surging in your brain.

Soft groans escaped him as you tightened your core around him. His lips pressed to yours again to continue your passionate kiss from earlier. A sweet flavour always lingering on his tongue, making the kiss something of a sugar high. His hands held your thighs apart, gripping them enough to certainly leave marks. You fell into the lull of it all, happy to take what he would give. It was hard not to love him. Even if he was not the best with his words, he obvious personality held you to him.

It was not long until both of you found your highs in each other's bodies and laid panting against the desk. A warmth bloomed deep inside you, and Emmet rested his head on your chest. You combed through his hair unconsciously while trying to regain yourself. There was an urge to tease him about his hairline, but you decided to leave it there. You smiled at him when his eyes met yours.

“Love you, Emmy,” you told him with ease, long since having passed his fears of abandonment.

“I love you, too,” he replied sweetly, reaching to grasp your hand from his head.

For a moment, you both decided to bask in your affection for one another before returning to the boring lull of work.

~

“Em, where's my underwear?”

“Secret!”

“Emmet! I need those!”

[storys-from-eli]

I'm out with my girlfriend, we're holding hands as we walk down the plaza. We talk about how the day went, what the other person dreamed of or what we plan to do!

Oh, you don't know what we're planning? We want to go special shopping! That's when you go into a store and choose everything separately for the other.

So we go to the next big store, a lot of people and we split up. I'm looking for something tight, something I can grab on to. So I take these black leggings made of plastic, they are so stretchy and lie so nicely on you, haaa~ Next it should be a cute top, something special, out of the ordinary, like this white blouse! I like this one with it's ruffles along the short sleeves and buttons 🤍 I'm still thinking about something…

But that still remains a secret ~

And I'll take two more black high boots to do justice to the look. Then go to the wardrobe where we want to meet 🖤 A short time later you come too, and again you didn't save ~

A sports bra in red with long sleeves which you wear extra, black booties with black stockings to a mini pleated skirt and red and black panties with many patterns and ruffles ❤️ We both get dressed in a dressing room and the first who is ready may storm in at the others!

This time I gave you the go-ahead for skipping your underwear on purpose 😌 So you come in to my dressing room, grab my boobies from behind and play with them while I put on my stockings ~ After I put on my second stocking, I reach back onto your floral area and push my finger through your leggings. A little moan comes from you.

That means I now have the honor

You get on your knees, push my panties aside and stick your tongue into my little slit. I try to stay calm while you get wilder and wilder down on me ~ Your hands wander over my leg, I can't even put my boots on anymore…

You want to push me to my limits and stick your whole tongue in, as deep as possible, your lips touch my lips, and I now get a little moan out of myself as well. You stick your tongue out, get back up while I have to turn around. You smack my buttocks three times in rhythm, I wince every time. Then I start, I play with your boobies through your blouse, twist and clamp them together, but you don't change any face expression. I hold you against the mirror and run my hand along your best part~ I pull up the leggings so that they play with you before I slowly go down and slowly pull them down…

I run my tongue along your body before I play with your crown ~ I move them slowly and with a certain pressure, slip sometimes…

On purpose or without 😇

and you grab my head, my tongue deep between your lips and my eyes look up like a puppy's. I stick her in deep, twist her, lick up and down, right and left as I close my eyes ~ You bite your lip, you concentrate, but it's all useless! As you moan, let go of my head and I suck on your nectar one last time, I get up and give you a deep and sensual kiss…

Over an hour for the whole game "Special Shopping", a good time as always 😌

[danvswild]

Hey folks! My name is Dan and I used to work for Tumblr. I quit my job about 10 days ago to prepare and commit myself to a long distance thru hike. Welcome to my hiking Tumblr 🎉🎉🎉

Here we go! It's T minus 4 days until the beginning of my Pacific Crest Trail thru hike. I will be blogging and documenting my journey on the trail. I suppose I will try to publish my posts every time I go into a trail town.

Gear List

Let's break down the gear I will be starting with!

Big 3 (pack, shelter, sleeping bag)

Durston Kakwa 40 - I will be carrying a 40L backpack this time. I've added some patches with fabric glue to personalize it a little bit (◕‿◕✿)

Enlightened Equiptment Enigma 20F Quilt

Durston Gears X-Mid Pro 1 - best lightweight trekking pole tents imo

Sleeping Pad - Klymit Insulated V UL SL

Water Filtration

Smart Water Bottle 1L x 4

Sawyer Squeeze <3

Kitchen

Jetboil Stash

Fuel Cannister

Utensils

Bic lighter

Toiletries

Nail Clipper

Wet Wipes

Toothbrush/Toothpaste

Sunscreen

Chafing Balm

Trowel

Lip Balm

First Aid Kit/Duct Tape/Meds

Clothing

Smart Wool Socks x 2

Arcteryx Synthetic

Arcteryx Atom Shell

Patagonia Wind Pants

Leggings

Baseball Cap

Underwear x 2

Hiking Shorts

Patagonia Sun Hoodie

T-shirt x 2

STUFF

Apple EarPods

iPhone 11 Pro

Garmin Inreach Mini 2 - satellite transmitter

Nitecore UL Headlamp

Nitecore UL 10000 mAh Powerbank x 2

Sony ZV-1 & UL tripod

Journal & Pen

UL Sea2Summit Pillow

Bug Net

Microspikes

There may be a few I'm leaving out of this list but ^ gives you a general sense of what I will be carrying. Here's also a link to my lighter pack

Base weight is currently just under 14 lbs! As reference, I am 5'7 130 lbs

Section 1: Southern California

The Southern Californian portion of the trail is dominated by desert landscapes with a few mountain passes. Socal saw record snow fall this year so I hope water resupply in this section won't be as big of an issue!

The following are all the trail towns I will be visiting in this section. For the sake of simplicity, all trail towns up to Kennedy Meadows South or KMS will be part of socal.

My friends back in NYC will be sending me resupply packages as I go. Currently, I'm reading Pacific Crest Trials which I am finding to be very interesting in terms of mental preparation for the thru hike.

My friend Kevin will be driving me down to Campo, the southern terminus of the trail on the 29th!

I'm feeling pretty good about this and as prepared as I can be!!! I also reached out to a manufacturer to make pins I could give out to fellow hikers on the trail. I've learned from music festivals that pins are a great way to make friends :3

It's just a simple design of the PCT trail marker but it came out looking very nice!

Intentions & Goals

I read this book called 'Start With Why' with one of my previous coworker and I thought defining my "why"s for the trail will help tremendously. I know I will have really tough days and days when I want to just quit and go back to the comforts of society. Here is my unpolished "why" for the PCT that I memoed on my phone:

I am doing this for to remind myself that I can do anything I put my mind to. This year, my friend passed away and I was reminded that life is fleeting and I need to live pursuing what I want more vigorously. Postponing happiness until retirement is a flawed life approach! I've always wanted to this and I would like to take this time to figure out what I really want to do in this life and where I want to end up. I am trying to live with more intentionality and I'm working towards a real goal I've set for myself and doing this out of my own joy.

I am hiking the PCT because:

I need time to evaluate what I want to do with my life and career

The PCT has always been a larger than life adventure that I wanted to do

Life is short and I should take every chance I get to pursue what I want to do in life

I have the rest of my life to excel in my career

I want to experience true freedom and self sufficiency

I want to prove to myself I can do anything I set my mind to

Well here we go and I will try to post updates on my epic as I go :D

Happy Earth month! Go plant a tree 🌲

[whovianwatchingstartrek]

A Whovian Watches Star Trek for the First Time: Part 024 - Shore Leave at last!

Star Trek: Enterprise - Season 1 Episode 25 - Two Days and Two Nights

We're finally on the promised shore leave! Took us long enough to get here! Tropical beaches, and relaxation! What could possibly go wrong!

It was refreshing seeing everyone in more civilian clothing for a change. I like the uniforms, but they don't leave much room for personality.

This episode was full of the down time, no emergency character bonding that I love. Whether it's Hoshi having fun indulging her linguistics hobby, Archer having a small date with his hotel-neighbour, or Trip and Malcolm being eachother's wingmen in a bar. Even Porthos got to briefly make a doggy friend!

There wasn't much of a plot to this one, but that's okay, that's not what it was going for. This was the relaxation episode, and it stuck to it's guns. It's really nice knowing these people's lives aren't just crisis after crisis.

The highest stakes thing that happens, is Malcom and Trip get their translators stolen, and striped down to their underwear (Again, a sight I'm not complaining about) and locked in the basement. they do manage to get out of the basement, but have to do a walk of shame out of there.

Archer's mini-plot was great. Finding out his date was a Tandoran Spy. When Archer's Suspicions were growing, I actually thought she was going to be revealed to be from the other future faction in the Temporal Cold War thing, but I was wrong. She incapacitates him, then leaves. No harm really done.

Hoshi probably had the most fun time, finally meeting a language she can't get a grasp of, and getting to spend the night with the language's speaker. And they made a cute couple! Nothing bad happened to Hoshi this episode.

Travis's shore leave is cut short when he suffers a rock climbing accident, and Phlox has to be taken out hibernation to treat him. Phlox absolutely, as always, was the highlight of the episode. His half-delirious antics were hilarious.

There were a lot of beautiful landscapes in this episode. I don't have anything to say about them, but they were beautiful.

The episode doesn't give me much to talk about, beyond some summaries of the sub-plots, but I had fun. I hope future seasons also put aside an episode for a small low-stakes shore leave episode that gives everyone a mini-plot. This was great stuff.

[harryisourlover]

Harry Fucking her brains out after lost the game (short)

I got the inspiration now after the game that unfortunately England lost…

*Explict content: smut, hardcore, p in v sex, squirt.

Y/N never imagined, although she knew the risks, that the England team would lose to Spain, and she really stayed at the hotel taking care of herself, having a bath, not at all worried about knowing the result of the game.

When she returned to the room, her phone had several missed calls from Harry. He left a voicemail message: "Y/N, I'm pissed off because we lost. I hope you're ready because when I get there, I'm going to fuck you with all the rage in the world!" “You better be dripping for me or will hurt!”

Y/N dropped the phone and ran to the closet to find a sensual lingerie, then she lay down on the bed and started to massage herself, her clit little tense but excited! Harry is a caring and romantic boyfriend, even on the most intense days in bed he has never been able to be more crazy rough. She once asked him, "Fuck me like a slut," but he didn't. Not that he's vanilla, but there was a limit for him.

Today would be the day to break this limit, he was furious and frustrated.

The hotel door slammed shut, Y/N's pussy was already wet, and with the shock, she contracted empty and desperately to be destroyed. Harry has a slightly above-average sized dick, but it was very thick, perfect for giving the sensation of being full, stretch her walls nice, that's what she loved most about being fucked by him.

Harry entered the room with his shirt almost completely unbuttoned, his face red as he gets when he's angry and drunk. He looked at her and said, "Get up and take everything off now!" She got up without even looking at him and took off her bra. She looked at him and was about to remove her panties when he quickly moved in front of her and tore off her panties, saying, "Who told you to get dressed? You were supposed to wait for me naked and wet! Let me see if at least you obeyed me in this." And he inserted a finger into her. He smiled, saying, "Very good, my love, like the good slut you are!"

Quickly, he cornered her against the wall, with a firm hand on her neck, and with the other, he got rid of his pants and underwear, and without wasting a second, he inserted his dick all at once, roaring; she was too wet and tight. He released her neck and made her climb on him, holding her legs in the air, supporting her body on the wall, and started the violent fuck.

Both moaned; Y/N moaned with pleasure and pain, the obscene sounds of her wet pussy and Harry's balls hitting her with such fury. He was even redder and said, "Squirt, slut! Wet everything, I'm ordering you! Aren't you the one who says that wouldn't trade this dick for anything in the world? Why you're not squirting as you always do?"

"It's because it's hurting, Daddy! I also like the pain, I feel so fucked!"

"Daddy will help!"

Harry put her back on the ground and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder, knowing she was very flexible, and started fucking her again, but his other hand went to her clit, and it didn't take long for her to squirt all over him.

"Damn whore, I can't hold it anymore, I'm going to cum in this pussy!"

"Cum! Give me everything, Harry, every drop ahhhhh"

Y/N came again squirting everywhere shaking and Harry couldn't hold it and came too.

"Ah, my love, I knew you would calm me down after the game! Now shower and sleep!"

But there was no escape, even after giving her a bath, while Harry finished his shower, he saw her put on a mini white thong and cropped top, he couldn't resist and pulled her into the shower, turned her back and fucked her again.

Y/N couldn't be happier; she finally had a wild night with her boyfriend.

[w2soneshots]

Wedding -W2S

words: 0.8k+

warnings: eluding to sex happening, alcohol consumption.

summary: you attend Simon and Talia’s wedding and something you never could imagined happened.

notes: I think it’s absolutely criminal that there are 0 pics of Harry’s outfit when everyone’s been going on about how fit he looked😭 (mini part two here!💓)

A few hours ago we landed in Italy for Simon and Talia's wedding. I've been great friends with Talia for years, we met at school and both moved to London together. I was there when she met Simon and that's how I met the boys. The wedding is tomorrow and I'm so excited, we rented a massive villa in which the sidemen and their girlfriends (excluding Simon and Talia), Freezy and me are staying in. There's 12 of us but only 6 rooms, Ethan and Faith along with Olive are staying in a room, Josh and Freya, Vik and Ellie, Freezy and Tobi, JJ and his girlfriend, which just me and Harry.

I'm really good friends with Harry, we've always got along plus there's two double beds in the room so we won't actually be sharing a bed (we will also be sharing a bathroom). To be honest I've always had a tiny crush on Harry, he's fit and funny the best combo. I spent the first few hours unpacking, then I got changed into white pants and a tube top. "hey!" Tobi said after I skipped down the stairs. "hi!" I replied, in a good mood.

That night we all sat around the living room and spoke for hours, we also played games and ate dinner. "I'm gonna go to bed, big day tomorrow... literally. night." I announced, getting up. I went back to my room and walked into the bathroom. I got changed into my pyjamas which consisted of a little pair of black shorts and a matching tank top, brushed my teeth, did my skincare then threw my hair into a ponytail. I opened the bathroom door to see Harry searching through his suitcase, he looked up and kept his eyes on my body for a few extra seconds. "I've claimed this bed." I said jumping onto the bed furthest away from the window.

I sat in the bed scrolling through my phone while Harry was in the shower. He walked out of the bathroom a few minutes later with only a towel around his waist. I ignored him the best I could but I did have a little peak when he turned away to grab something from his suitcase. He went back into the bathroom and emerged wearing a pair of sweatpants and nothing else.

The next morning everyone got up early to get ready for the wedding at 12. I got up before Harry and hopped into the shower I left the bathroom almost half an hour later wearing just a towel. I sat on the small dressing table in our room and did my hair then my makeup. It was around 10am when Harry finally got up. "morning!" I said without turning around from doing my mascara. "good morning, when did you get up?" He asked. "two hours ago." I replied.

Harry got up, took a shower and got into a tight black shortsleeved turtleneck and dress pants, he looked buff. I finished my makeup and went into the bathroom to get into my dress. "Woah." Harry breathed out, looking me up and down as I left the bathroom. "thanks" I replied laughing at his expression.

We all left the villa at 11. When we arrived we took our seats ready for the ceremony to begin. I was seated in an aisle seat next to Faith. Simon walked down first, then Freya and Gee (the bridesmaids) and lastly Talia. Me and Faith were a mess, tears streaming down our faces as we watched Talia kiss Simon.

"I'm so happy for you!" I smiled, pulling Talia into a tight hug. I got myself cleaned up and the party started. By the end everyone was pissed, JJ looked the most drunk even though he hadn't had a single drop of alcohol but we eventually made our way back to the villa and all went straight to our rooms.

When me and Harry made it back to our room I immediately pulled my dress off so I was stood there in just my matching dark blue lace thong and bra set and I didn't give a fuck. I turned around in the dark room to see Harry stood in just his underwear. I stepped forward and he pulled me into him attaching our lips.

The next morning I woke with my arms wrapped around something. I slowly opened my eyes to see Harry's bare chest, my eyes widened and I looked down at myself. Im completely naked. "shit!" I whispered. I practically jumped out of the bed, grabbed my underwear and shoved it on. When I turned back around to face Harry I saw him sat with a shocked expression. "Did we?" He asked quietly. "I think so, I was so drunk I barely remember it." I replied just as quietly. "shit."

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

Fat pussy drunk Hwajin, motherfucker would eat you out first thing in the morning. He would love to wake you up by delving his tongue between your plump lower lips and just suckle on them a bit before spreading them apart with his long fingers. He loves to see your hole just clenching around nothing and your cute clit just peeking out :(

He would just bravely cage his head between your thick thighs, rest his forehead on the FUPA and go to TOWN on it.

I mean like even if you were cooking in the kitchen, whether you are wearing a short skirt, some comfy shorts or just your underwear. He would just squish your tummy, leave bite marks on your soft neck and make you moan. Not long after, he would just slide onto the floor behind you, and push up your skirt/pull down your shorts and just play with your sweet cunt through your underwear until you are wet, just soaking wet and weeping to just have his way with you. And he could never deny what his sweet sensitive chubby cherub wants :( he will always live for your pleasure :(

I want a Hwajin pls 🥺♥️

OHOHOOOOO

ANONNNN

THE CAN OF WORMS YOU JUST OPENED!!!!

We're doing Hwajin Na and chubby fem reader bc you brought up pussies soooooo yea sksksk

CW: oral (female receiving), foodplay, feeding kink if you squint, cockwarming, smut just so much fucking smut you would not believe sksksk

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT

Now, i may be biased bc i am a chubby person

BUT

I wholeheartedly believe Hwajin is a chubby chaser

Now obviously i dont think Hwajin would care about your body type bc he loves you for you and that includes whatever body you have

HOWEVER

He can't help but let his eyes linger over the pretty chubby girls he sees out and about

There's just something about their soft plush bodies that makes him stop and stare, wondering how their tummy would feel in his hands and how their thighs would feel on his cheeks

So when he meets you at a quiet bar one Saturday evening?

Oh lord, he's in trouble sksksk

Of course his eyes find your thighs immediately, your thick legs peeking out beneath your dark mini dress, and he's already smitten

And then he moves closer to the bar and sees your tits almost spilling out of the top, and then suddenly he's sitting beside you and he feels his mouth go dry when he sees your belly pushing against the stretchy material of your dress

Oh

Yeah

He needs to fuck you

He buys you a drink (because he's such a gentleman), striking up a conversation with you

You recognize him from all those viral videos where he beats up kids!

He's kinda embarrassed that that's how you two hit it off, but hey! At least you're talking to him

You chat for an hour or so before he leans in, his breath fanning your ear, actin all seductive and shit

"I'd love to take you home and fuck your brains out."

UUUHHHHHHH A LITTLE FORWARD THERE BUT OKAY 🥴

Yall go back to your place (bc there's no way in hell you're going to a strange man's apartment, what if he's an ax murderer???) and he does what he promised and fucks 👏 your 👏 brains 👏 out 👏

You thought he was just saying that BUT NOPE

This man is all over you like white on rice the minute you step through the door

I'm talking squeezing and grabbing every single inch of you he can get his hands on

He's trying to be considerate and hold himself back but your lips are so soft and your moans are so cute and when he pulls away from you and sees your hazy hooded eyes staring back at him?

He just can't help himself

Like he lifts you up, big hands holding onto the backs of your thighs, his half-hard cock pressing against your cunt as he walks you to the bedroom

Insists on eating your pussy, like he just straight up won't take no for an answer

You: I-It’s okay! You don't have to! I haven't shaved in a while so-

Hwajin: *already on his knees, drooling like a fucking dog, his cock throbbing* nah it's cool, i don't mind

Oh and he really eats you out

This man doesn't come up from between your legs until you've cum 5 times at least

He loves burying his face between your thighs and wiggling his face between your chubby pussy lips and smothering your slick all over him

He has no idea why you were hesitant to do this bc good god you are fucking divine jesus christ you taste so good and you're so soft and warm and shit he's gonna cream his pants if he isnt careful-

Loves smacking your pussy and making you jolt, your entire body shaking from the impact

It just makes him wanna do it again and again until you're weeping

You literally have to beg him to shove his cock in you bc tbh he could live between your thighs the rest of his life and never get bored

And when he pushes into you for the first time?

OHOHOOOO

GET READY TO BE BEDRIDDEN FOR THE NEXT MONTH BC HE GOES FERAL

I imagine he takes you from behind the first time, hands gripping your love handles tightly, smacking your ass and watching it jiggle

He loves seeing your ass bounce with every thrust of his cock

AND THE WAY YOUR CUNT FEELS AROUND HIM JESUS CHRIST-

You know how cotton candy is like soft and pillowy and you feel like you could sleep on it?

That's literally how your pussy feels to him

Now, it probably doesn't sound sexy thinking about him sticking his dick in a ball of cotton candy, but he aint the smartest and he doesn't know how else to describe how wonderful your cunt feels around him

You're wet and tight and hot jesus your cunt is on fucking fire it feels so fucking good-

He'll wrap his arms around once he starts getting close, one hand squeezing your tit while the other plays with your cute clit

Is determined to make you cum before he does bc he needs to feel you spasm on his cock, he's gotta know how it feels, he's gotta burn it into his memory

And once you do he loses his goddamn mind and cums right after

You don't remember much after that, you were so spent that you kinda just passed out from exhaustion

You wake up next morning like "damn did i get hit by a fuckin bus wth happened last night?"

You are so fucking sore like you breathe and you're groaning weakly

You're about to get up and go to the bathroom when an arm wraps around your waist and pull you towards a very firm figure

Oh shit

He stayed the night??

You're honestly shocked, you were sure Hwajin was a playboy and would leave before you woke up, but there he was sleeping peacefully, snoring as he pushed his face into your neck

The morning is a little awkward after he wakes up

You're not used to partners staying overnight, you usually walk them out or they leave while you're getting ready for bed

So you have no clue what to say as he silently makes you breakfast

He sets the plate in front of you jeez, is this guy some kind of chef bc this looks fucking amazing and finally talks to you

"I'd like to take you out sometime, if that's cool with you..."

You're honestly shocked again sksksks and you're not sure how to respond

I mean... he did fuck you so hard last night that you couldn't get out of bed this morning without his help...

Sure, fine, why not? It's not like you're getting any younger

Turns out that Hwajin is a lot sweeter than you first thought

He doesn't always show it but he really is a gentleman (holding the door open for you, pulling out your chair for you and pushing it in, paying for the meal you ate)

You actually had a really nice time :)

He seems a bit flustered when he takes you home which is v different than the confident sexy man you met at the bar

You ask him what's up and tbh you expect him to say that he's not interested or that he just wants to be fuck buddies or some shit

He blushes a bit and rubs the back of his neck

"I know this is probably gonna sound... weird and maybe I'm rushing things but... w-would you be my girlfriend?"

Your face heats up and you're getting all flustered bc?? This super mega hot dude wants to date you? Fr??? Are you dreaming? Like obviously you're a catch and any person would be blessed to have you as a partner, but you're still taken aback that a guy like him would want to date you

The reality is that Hwajin is so in awe of you that he can't help but become possessive and want you all to himself but he's not gonna say that after one date bc that's kinda creepy sksksk

"Um... sure. Okay."

His face lights up and he gives a big toothy grin and you stg that he looks like a little puppy that just got a new toy

"Really??" omg he's so fucking cute when he's excited

Long story short, yall are a couple and your relationship is actually really great! It wasn't always easy and took a lot of work but you've gotten to the point where you live together and you're very happy 😊

...and the sex ain't bad either sksksk

Nah fr, this dude fucks like a champion, he knows all your sweet spots and zeros in on em every time you get naked

He always has his hands on you. Im talkin hands on your waist, tummy, thighs, hips, shit sometimes he even holds your titty while you're relaxing on the couch and watching a movie

But his favorite place to put his hands is def your pussy

He is, quite literally, OBSESSED with your pussy

Loves rubbing his fingers over your pussy lips and squeezing the fat between his digits

He also likes nibbling on your chubby lips with those pointy teeth of his which??? Dude you good? Its a lil concerning that you're actin like you're ACTUALLY gonna eat me-

Get ready for HOURS of pussy worship

This man just does not know when to stop or maybe he just doesn't want to

You'll be on your 8th orgasm trying to shove his head away bc you know he's gonna wanna dick you down after and you just don't have the energy for that shit, but he just keeps going like the fuckin psychopath he is

You always end up with hickeys and bites over your thighs and pussy lips bc he just?? Idk man he just needs to mark you up, it just makes his chest and dick swell, he can't help it

You're so exhausted from oral sometimes that you can't take his dick, you're just too sensitive like it fuckin hurts bro

But its cool tho! He'll just lube up your thighs and fuck em like his life depends on it he secretly loves fucking your thighs so sometimes he overstims you just so he can be like "oh shoot, your pussy is too sensitive, guess i gotta fuck your thighs tonight 🤷‍♀️" dude you could just ask jesus, ya don't gotta be all secretive and shit

He's so good with aftercare tho, he'll clean you up and give you kisses everywhere and tell you how much he loves and appreciates you 🥺💕

He ends up falling asleep on your tummy, snoring loudly but you're so used to it by now that you can't sleep without him snoring

Buuuuuuuuut this isn't all mushy gushy

He ain't sleeping on your tummy bc he's an uwu baby that wants to cuddle i mean, he is but that's not the reason he decided to do that

He sleeps on your tummy so its easier to slip down between your thighs in the morning

He'll be glad that he convinced you not to wear any underwear the night before, lifting up your night shirt to expose your cute tummy and precious pussy

This man is so whipped for your pussy like jesus christ he would murder a man just to lick your pussy

He'll hook your legs over his shoulders, nose his way between your pussy lips and just go to town

Literally addicted to your taste, doesn't matter if you're salty, sweet, or just taste like water, he wants to drink up every last drop and then go in for seconds

Loves pushing his tongue into your entrance and swirling it around, his nose pushing into your clit as he shakes his head side to side

Such a messy eater jesus christ dude just get a fuckin bib already

Doesn't care if your slick somehow gets in his hair, he wants to lick every inch of your fat cunt and slurp up your slick with a straw alright dude calm down tf

He loves how you whine when you finally wake up and how your pretty thick thighs squeeze around his head and make it even harder to breathe

He won't stop until you grab his hair and pull him back

Tbh he kinda looks like a dog that just got out of a pool, just completely soaked and grinning

He apologizes but lets be real: he's gonna do the same shit tomorrow and the next day and the day after that until you threaten to put on a chastity belt so he can't get to you

He'll back off a bit, but he'll still eat you out every time you fuck or anytime you'll allow it

Baby... the kitchen sex? Eating you out while you cook?

Ahahaaaaaa

Oh you better be prepared honey bc half the time yall end up fuckin, it's gonna be in the kitchen

Hwajin loves food and loves sex (especially with you) so having the two together is just *chef's kiss* wonderful

Tbh i think he's into foodplay sksksk

Like he just loves your taste so much and he wants to enjoy it every way possible, including with food

His favorite hobby is sitting between your legs while you relax on the couch, eating your pussy and occasionally coming up to have you feed him

Might have a feeding kink too sksksk he just loves when his pretty round girlfriend holds up a spoon for him and tells him to say 'aahhh'

No but the thought of you wearing nothing but a frilly apron, cock warming him while you feed him the home cooked meal you made gets him so fucking hard

ANYWAYS

He's such a dork that he's started testing out which foods taste best with your pussy

He's tried all kinds of stuff, but he thinks that grapes compliment your cunt best (second is raspberries, third is whip cream)

He's honestly kinda annoying when it comes to foodplay bc every night at dinner he takes a bite of his food and then gives you this look and you have to explain to him for the hundredth time that he can't eat your pussy every night jesus christ she is tired she needs a break let her chill

He's also not the brightest when yall first start foodplay

Like one night he had curry and then ate your cunt right after and he felt soooo bad when your pussy started burning

Luckily you were fine after running some cool water on your cunt for an hour, but you wouldn't let him eat your pussy for a WEEK

He was honestly so distraught the entire time to the point of tears

Hwajin: *sniffs* I-I just love you so much and I just want to taste you and make you feel good

You: You should've thought about that before you ate katsu curry

He'd try to seduce you and get you to spread your legs but he stopped when you threatened to add another week onto his punishment

Just a big pouty puppy tbh sksksks

Gets so happy when he can finally eat you out again

Literally holds you down and devours your cunt until you're screaming

Back to foodplay!

One time he tried dipping a french fry in your slick before eating it but you slapped his hand away before he could touch you with it he still picked up some of your slick with his fingers and stuck it in his mouth along with the fry

He's def fucked you on every surface in your house

Favorite place to fuck you is over the kitchen counter while dinner is in the oven

Another favorite is against the wall

Just likes holding you up and folding you in half while he rails you into the wall

Refuses to listen if you say that you're too heavy to be held up

Ummmm? bitch?? have you seen his muscles??? You are not too heavy, he could lift a car if he needed to

has definitely tried lifting a car to impress you but he failed miserably so sksksk

But overall, Hwajin is super sweet and down to earth and just wants to make you happy

He'll buy you your favorite flowers, take you to that new movie you've been wanting to see for a while, he'll even do the cooking and cleaning if that's what you really want

He's so protective of you like it's honestly embarrassing

Some guy flirts with you? Hwajin grabs him by the collar and tells him all the ways he knows how to dispose of a body. The girl at the mall says that you're too big for the clothes in her store? Hwajin will insult her so much that she starts crying and has to go to the back. Somebody looks at you for a second too long? Hwa steps between you two and practically barks at them.

You're basically dating a big ole guard dog ksksks

He cherishes every moment he gets with you

His life has been kinda rough and hasn't gone the way he wanted it to, but you've given him hope and made him realize that there are still good people in the world that deserve protecting

His heart always swells when you two are lying down on the couch and you end up falling asleep on him

He is just so in love with you and wants to make you just as happy as you make him

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The King's Punishment Part 2: A Bad Romance Three-Shot

Mini Series: The King's Punishment

Original Series: Bad Romance

Bad Romance One-Shots

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings for series: Riley x Liam, Liam x Max, Riley x Max, Riley x Drake, Riley x Rashad

Paring this chapter: Riley x Drake x Siobhan (F!OC)

Rating: NSFW 🍋🍋🍋🍋🍋

Warnings for this chapter: Purely gratuitous sex

Word Count: 3,218

My other stuff: Master List.

Drake opened the door and his eyes widened in surprise, “What are you doing here? Is everything ok?”

His gaze dropped to the overnight bag in her hand as she pushed her way past him. He stepped to the side to let her by.

“Spending the night with you tonight.” She informed him, tossing the bag onto the couch.

“I'm not complaining, at all, but… why?”

“Liam and Max are in trouble.”

“What the hell did those two do now?”

“Do you really want to know? Because it's sexual in nature.”

“Oh, hell no!” He placed his hands over his ears as he shook his head. His eyes went to the overnight bag again, now laying where she had tossed it on the couch, “I'm confused by the overnight bag though.”

“What confuses you about it?”

“What's it for? You have clothes here. You’ve always kept clothes here.” She did, in fact, have both a dresser and her own closet in Drake’s quarters, both of which were well and fully stocked with all the basic clothing items like panties, bras, socks, t-shirts, tank tops, shorts, sweatpants, and pajamas. She had clothes in both Drake and Liam’s suite’s as well as in the room she kept for herself at the palace, her bedrooms at Valtoria, Ramsford and her rooms at Applewood and every other royal residence across Cordonia as well as abroad. It saved a lot of time on packing.

“Oh, that,” She waved her hand in the air dismissively, “I packed like eight pair of underwear, four t-shirts and no pants. The bag was for dramatic effect.”

“Dramatic effect, huh?”

“It worked.” She told him, “Liam almost shit his pants.”

Drake couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of him at the image that painted. “Good. I’m sure he deserved it for whatever he did, which I still don’t want to know.”

Riley smirked, “Yeah, he did.”

“Have you eaten? Would you like some dinner?” He asked her.

Riley considered him for a moment, then pulled out her phone, her fingers flying over the keyboard. “Dinner can wait.”

“What are you doing?”

She gave him a wicked grin, “I’m about to give you an extra special treat. Besides, I was promised a threesome tonight and goddamn it, I’m getting one!”

“Uh….what?”

“Not like that. Don’t worry. I know you don’t swing that way. I’m ordering another woman.”

“Just like that? Like having room service sent up?”

“Yes, Drake. I have booty calls on speed dial, don’t look so surprised.”

“I’m not surprised that people want you, Riley. That’s kind of your superpower. I just….you really want….”

“Drake.” She stepped into his personal space and ran a hand down his chest, “Ever since you found out about me and Hana, you’ve been making jokes about wanting to watch me with another woman. Or was that all just talk?”

He felt his dick twitch at the mental image she provoked, “Yeah, no. I most definitely do want to see that!”

“Then tonight’s your lucky night. Now stop questioning it and kiss me.”

Fire flared through his eyes, deepening from his usual brightness to a darker, hammered copper shade, the subtle gold flecks standing out a little sharper. He wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her into his body so that he could comply with her demand. Her head was already tipped up to him, waiting, her full, lush lips parted in invitation. He licked her bottom lip, grazing it with his tongue before pulling it between his teeth. She moaned into his mouth as their tongues collided.

Riley pulled away and shoved him backwards, “Sit.” She ordered as he fell back onto the couch. His hands reached for her greedily as she straddled him. He surged upwards, capturing her lips again as his hands slid under her shirt.

He groaned as his hips thrust up and his hands rolled across her breasts, their mouths still locked on each other. Riley quickly unbuttoned her top, exposing her bare chest to him. She pulled away from his kiss. He jerked upwards trying to recapture her lips, but she tipped her head away and laughed, instead, using her hands to guide his head into her chest. He set to work sucking and licking at her tits with vigor. They spent several long minutes exploring each other with hands, fingers, tongues, and lips.

“Goddamn, just let me inside you right now.” He breathed.

“Now where’s the fun in that?” She teased.

They were interrupted by a knock on the door. Riley pulled away with a seductive grin. “There’s the threesome I ordered.”

“Don’t leave.” Drake groaned, reaching for her. His hands grabbed only empty air as she vacated his lap.

“Trust me, you’re going to enjoy this. Now be a good boy and go wait in the bedroom. I have something in that overnight bag I want to change into.”

Drake stood and reached for her again, “You could just come naked.”

She danced out of his reach with a smirk, “Bedroom. Now.”

“Fine.” He grumbled as he made his way to his room to wait, but he couldn’t deny the arousal and anticipation swirling through him. He pulled off his shoes and socks, untucked his shirt, pulled a dark blue, contoured wingchair next to the bed and sat down to wait.

Riley entered the room a few minutes later with another woman in tow. She looked vaguely familiar. Obviously she worked and/or lived at the palace because she’d gotten to his room so quickly, so he’d probably seen her before. But it was the sight of Riley that knocked the breath from his body. He inhaled sharply as he took her in.

“Are you nervous?” She asked in amusement as she took a quick selfie and sent it off in a text to Liam, to make sure he knew what he was missing.

Drake swallowed thickly. “No…yes.” His eyes traced her movements as she sashayed around the bed in the stupidly short negligee that left very little to the imagination. It was clingy where it should be, flaring out at the bottom, the neckline plunging almost to her navel. It was a patchwork of red lace and silk, revealing tantalizing glimpses of smooth, glowing skin.

“You said you wanted to watch.”

He licked his lips and nodded, eyes still locked on her.

“Drake, this is Siobhan. Siobhan, Drake.”

His eyes flicked over to the other woman standing in his bedroom. She was shorter than Riley, her hair was dark, like Liam’s, long like Riley’s, but straight, smooth, glossy. She was pretty. Not as pretty as Riley, but she had pouty, kissable lips and curves in all the right places. He couldn’t deny that Riley managed to pull hot women. Her ability to attract whatever attention she wanted apparently didn’t apply just to men.

He only wanted Riley. But he couldn’t deny that the thought of this woman’s lips wrapped around him made his dick throb a little. His eyes must have lingered there too long, Riley noticed.

“You like her mouth?” She asked, grabbing and pinching the other woman’s cheeks, “It is a very pretty mouth.”

Riley wound a length of hair around her hand as she brought her mouth to Siobhan’s and ran her tongue across the woman’s bottom lip. Siobhan shuddered; her eyes trained on Riley like she was the only thing in the world that mattered. Like she would drown in her desire for her. Drake recognized the look, and the feeling. He watched while Riley bit into Siobhan’s bottom lip, then sucked it between her own lips. Riley pushed her tongue into Siobhan’s mouth, still holding her hair with one hand, while the other hand squeezed one of her very ample breasts.

“Fuck me.” Drake groaned, his pants suddenly too tight.

Riley stepped back with a seductive grin, “Oh, we’ll get to that alright. But first, some ground rules. You don’t touch her, unless I tell you too, got it?”

He lunged out of the chair, arms shooting out to encircle her, jerking her forward with a growl, “You’re the only one I want to touch. I just want to watch!” He lowered his head and started nipping at the side of her neck.

“Perfect.” She smiled as she pushed him away, “Now stand there and be a good boy. Siobhan, help me undress him.”

“With pleasure, my queen!”

Riley had given up on trying to convince Siobhan that she didn’t have to call her that, mostly because she’d come to like it. The way she said it made it sound so sexual, just like Liam did when they were alone.

Siobhan moved to Drake’s side; quickly reaching to shove his shirt from his shoulders. Riley’s hand shot out and grabbed her wrist, bending her arm back a little. Not enough to really hurt, but enough to get her attention, “The same rule goes for you. You touch him only when, where and how I tell you. Understood?”

Siobhan nodded, frozen, eyes locked on Riley, awaiting further instructions.

Riley released her arm as a slow, satisfied grin spread across her face, “That’s my good girl. Now take his shirt off.”

As Siobhan worked his shirt off, Riley pulled his belt off, unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down. She pushed the top of his pants and boxer briefs down, until they tangled around his ankles. His erection sprang free, rock hard and glistening with precum.  

“Drake, step out of those pants and sit down in that chair.” Riley ordered. “Siobhan, don’t let him touch me.”

“Yes, my queen.” Siobhan moved behind Drake, grabbing both his wrists and pinning them behind him. Before he realized what she was doing, he found his hands restrained with a pair of handcuffs.

Riley shoved his legs apart as she got down on her knees in front of him. Making direct eye contact she placed the flat of her tongue at his base and licked all the way up the shaft. A primal sound issued from the back of his throat as he watched her, “Fuck, Riley!”

She smiled up at him then ran her tongue lightly around the tip until he was trembling with the strain of not being able to touch her. His entire body arched toward her, silently begging for her to take him all the way into her mouth and to stop being gentle. She lapped the precum off his tip with a flick of her tongue then moved away.

“Please!” He gasped out.

“Siobhan, your turn.” She grabbed the other woman by the hair and kissed her, hard, then whispered, “Don’t let him cum yet. If you make him cum, you won’t, not tonight. Do I make myself clear?”

Siobhan nodded as she sank to her knees in front of him. He was filled with equal parts anticipation, desire and fear. Before he could look at Riley to make sure she was ok with it, Siobhan had him in her mouth. He watched as she took him all the way in, moving her mouth slowly up and down.

“Drake.” At the sound of Riley’s voice, his eyes snapped up to her. She slid the negligee down her body and stepped out of it. His eyes stayed glued to her as she poured some massage oil into the palm of her hand, rubbed her hands together then began to massage her own breasts. She played with them, pinching the nipples, rolling them between her fingers, lifting one tit as she lowered her head, her tongue darting out to lap around her own nipple.

“Jesus, Riley!” His body lurched forward, but his momentum was stopped by the fact that his hands were restrained behind the chairback.

“Siobhan, get up and come here.” Riley commanded.

The other woman rose immediately from her knees and went eagerly into Riley’s arms.

“I want to taste him on you.” Riley told her before running her tongue across Siobhan’s lips then kissing her deeply.

Drake watched Riley basically lick him off Siobhan’s lips and suck him from her mouth. His head fell back, as he struggled against the cuffs, “Oh Jesus fucking Christ!”

Drake was ready to explode, and he couldn’t even stroke himself. He watched as Riley walked toward him with a sway in her hips. His eyes devoured her, tension coiled tight inside him, ready to pounce if given a chance.

Riley sank to her knees in front of him once again, only instead of using her mouth, she leaned into him, pressing his cock between her tits and sliding herself up and down his length. Sounds escaped him that he’d never made before and sweat beaded on his brow as he pushed his body off the chair, moving himself frantically between her breasts. Just when he thought he was about to erupt, she stopped. She moved away as he continued to strain toward her, helpless, high-pitched grunts spilling from him.

“Riley….please….”

“Oh, no, babe. You wanted to watch. You haven’t watched yet. Siobhan, come here.” Riley threw herself onto the bed and crooked a finger at her companion.

Siobhan bounced onto the bed then stopped, asking permission first, “Can I taste you, my queen?”

“You may.”

Siobhan crawled up Riley’s body, kissing her bare skin as she went. She took her time, delighting in every swipe of her tongue on Riley’s soft, supple flesh. She worked her way slowly up, kissing and licking her trembling stomach, smoothing her tongue over her breasts, lapping her way up Riley’s neck until she made it to her lips. Their lips clashed together as primordial, guttural sounds issued from Drake’s throat.

Siobhan reversed directions, her lips gliding down again. When she positioned herself between Riley’s legs and looked up at her queen for approval, Riley moved her fingers in a spinning motion and Siobhan complied by swinging her body around so that her mouth was over Riley’s pussy, and her pussy was hovering over Riley’s.

Drake felt like he was in a fever dream as he watched, unable to touch her, unable to touch himself, as the two women pleasured each other.

Siobhan came first, pausing her own ministrations as she cried out her orgasm. Then she swung herself around to attack the soft flesh between Riley’s legs with renewed vigor. When Riley screamed, arching her back off the mattress, Drake thought he was going to cum right then. His dick was harder than it had ever been in his life, and it was throbbing almost painfully.

“Riley…baby….”

“Yes, Drake?” She asked innocently.

“I want to touch you so bad….please….”

“Siobhan, uncuff the man. It’s your turn to watch.”

“May I touch myself while I watch my queen?”

“Yes, you’ve been a very good girl.” Riley responded.

The moment Drake was free of the cuffs, he dove for the bed, grabbing her legs and yanking her forcefully down with a deep, throaty growl. His release had been denied for so long that he was on a razors edge between pleasure and pain. He’d thought that all he wanted was to bury himself in her, but despite the overwhelmingly erotic pleasure he’d derived from watching the two women together, he felt a deeper, more primal need to reclaim her, to possess her, to make her scream out his name. To reassert his dominance, to prove that, no matter what Siobhan had done to her, no matter how much Riley had enjoyed it, no matter how often Riley allowed Siobhan into her bed, no matter what, she was still his and no one could make her feel as good as he could.

He pushed her legs apart, pressing them both down into the bed as his fingers dug into her thighs, his mouth attacking the naked skin of her inner thigh. He sucked hard enough to bruise, needing to mark her, to lay claim to her, to brand her as his. He didn’t stop until he’d left bruises up and down the inside of both of her legs, from just above the knees to the crook where the legs attach to the pelvis.

He pulled back and surveyed his handiwork with satisfaction before running his tongue along her crevice. He plunged one finger, then two, inside her as his tongue worked at her clit. He set a relentless pace as she writhed and bucked beneath him. Her hands sank into his hair, the tell tale feel of her grip tightening as she pulled harder at his hair telling him she was almost there. He picked up the pace even more as he crooked his fingers inside her and suddenly she was thrashing against him, crying out his name as hot liquid coated his fingers. He withdrew them and used his tongue to lap it up.

“Drake-“

Before she could say another word, he backed off the bed onto his feet, pulled her down, flipped her over and entered her from behind.

“Oh God, yes! Fuck me harder!” Riley cried out, her hands fisting the sheets as she pushed back against him.

Drake’s thrusts were already frantic as he rushed towards the climax that he’d been denied for so long. But this time he was in control. From the chair he’d vacated, he heard Siobhan cry out as she pushed herself over the edge. He never took his eyes off Riley though, her perfect, plump ass in the air just for him, her body rocking back and forth as he hammered into her. Her soft moans and whimpers turning into loud groans and gasps as she rammed herself back into him.

“Fuck, Drake, I’m going to cum again!” Her whines increased in pitch and length until he felt her clenching around him.

That was it, all he could take. He slammed into her one more time, hard, the force of it sending them both crashing to the bed, her pinned between him and the mattress. He lay on top her, his sweat mingling with hers as he pulsed into her, wave after wave of ecstasy washing over him. The orgasm denial had built the tension higher and higher so that when the thread of his restraint finally snapped, a flood of endorphin laced euphoria crashed through him, shocking in its intensity. “Fuck, Riley….” He breathed into her neck.

“Mmmm.” Was all she managed in way of an answer, marinating in her own post orgasmic bliss.   

When he could finally move again, he rolled off of her and climbed further into the bed to collapse on his back, chest heaving as he looked up at the ceiling. “Jesus. That was….fuck.”

“You’re welcome.” Riley giggled as she crawled up next to him. She looked over at Siobhan and motioned to her, “Come on, you too.”

Siobhan smiled as she clambered into the bed and snuggled happily up under Riley’s outstretched arm, resting her head on her queen’s chest.

Riley’s other hand reached down to entwine her fingers through Drake’s. She sighed in contentment as she turned her head to gaze up at him. She was satisfied that she’d made his fantasy come true and thoroughly enjoyed herself in the process. The night had turned out pretty damn good for her after all.

That didn’t mean that Liam and Max were off the hook though. Not by a long shot.  

[imatechbummerliketomholland]

You are my world. you three are my world now - h.h

hello there! I'm back ! Sorry if it tooks so long, i have a lot of work during these holiday. I hope you like this little request. I didn't have time to be proofread (but a big thank you to@petersasteria who is always there to support me!). Remember that my native language is French, so don't be so mean if i made mistakes!

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Word count: 2300 Warning: angst, mention of pregnancy, small mention of blood, mention of placental abruption Pairing : harry holland Request: yes!

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You didn't expect to be pregnant with twins at your age. The announcement of your pregnancy had also surprised more than one. Despite her support, Nikki Holland had still given the discourse on the importance of safe sex to her son. But Harry had given a more than mature speech in defense of both of you. He was able to prove to his family and to yours that you were ready and that the decision to continue the pregnancy was not rash.

You were now at the half of your eighth month and nothing could stand in the way of your happiness.

Nothing except maybe this.

Nikki had offered to have lunch with her this afternoon. Despite his work as a photographer, no longer having the company of his four children - since three of them left the family cocoon to live their own life as grown-up adults- weighed heavily on her. You accepted with pleasure. Harry, who was editing his third short film, had left you this morning to go to the edit suite, not without checking that you were okay. So, you joined Nikki at the restaurant. You shine in your long floral maternity dress. In the middle of the meal, you felt a violent contraction.

At almost eight months pregnant, it was no surprise that you could feel twins’ movements. You winced a little at the pain and your mother-in-law put a reassuring hand on your arm.

"Are you alright, darling?" she asking, a little bit worried.

"Yeah, yeah. They've just been in great shape for a few days now."

You apologized and went to the bathroom, struggling to cope with the pain of your contractions. When you noticed that your underwear was soaked with blood, your heart rate increased. You suddenly realized that a series of symptoms corresponded to what you had dreaded early in your pregnancy: the nausea that had occurred last night, the violent contractions since this morning and now the blood. Rather alerting signals that suggested a placental abruption. The obstetrician told you that this was a possible risk since you were having a twin pregnancy. You started to cry and panic for several minutes that Nikki ended up knocking on the bathroom door.

"Darling, is everything good in there?" she asked you with her sweet and worried voice.

"Could you come in please" you sobbed.

"Sure, darling. Are you sure you're feeling okay?"

She stepped carefully into the disabled cabin that you had used for space reasons. Nikki immediately noticed your state of stress. And you just told her everything in strangled sobs. She put a hand behind your back and gave you a very serious look.

"We have to go to the ER. We're going right away."

"I want Harry"

"Don't worry, I'll call him on the way"

And you haven't wasted a minute. Nikki simply left her phone number and table number at the counter before you got into your car. Dom will retrieve Nikki one's later. Holland family been known from the restaurant, the staff were comprehensive about your leaving without paid the bill. When you arrived at the hospital, the nurses greeted you directly and wasted no time either. You were taken to the operating room without being able to get your boyfriend's support.

☙♥❧

Harry arrived within fifteen minutes of receiving the call from his mother. No doubt he would receive a speeding penalty ticket later. He looked like a madman, mortified by worry. He was a bundle of nerves and sarcasm. Her mother was standing by the reception desk, waiting for her. She looked anxious. Tom was there too, trying to contact their father on his phone. When Dom finally picked up, the oldest Holland brother announced the urgency. Harry was shaking with worry.

"What happened mom?"

"I don't really know, baby. We were at the restaurant and the babies kicked. She went to the bathroom and when she didn't come back, I went after her. That's where she asked me to come into the bathroom and you know the rest. I called you straight after that. " Nikki explained, trying to get the stress out of her.

"Oh my god… where is she now?"

"The medical staff took her for surgery. I had to wait here. I couldn't go with her, baby. I’m so sorry."

"Ok ... Ok, I guess I have to wait here. Hope she's okay. God, please make her be alright."

They all made their way to the operating theater hallway for the public to wait for more information. Tom was still on the phone with his father, explaining that it would be better if he stayed at home with Paddy so as not to overcrowd the waiting room. He promised his father that they would all give news as soon as possible. A nurse in a surgical gown entered ten minutes later.

“Who's the father of miss y/l/n's babies?”

“I am. Harry Holland, I’m the father!” he almost screamed and cried at the same time.

“Come with me”

Nikki stood up cautiously and walked over to the nurse. Harry was ready to follow the nurse without giving any further information to his family.

"Excuse me. Can you give us more information on her condition?" Nikki asked

"Sure. We had an emergency caesarean. The babies are fine but there seem to be some complications with the mother. The surgeon is taking care of her."

"Is she going to be okay?" Harry asked hastily.

"She's losing a lot of blood but we're doing our best. Now please follow me." She said to curly one.

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Harry followed her to the nursery. His heart was pounding in mixed emotions. He was so impatient to meet his babies but at the same time he was worried about you. What if you don't survive from the complications? What was to become of him? Would he be able to live without you? Would he be a good father?

His last question vanished when he saw his two little babies in the incubator. Your twins had arrived about fifteen, almost a month earlier than expected, it was normal that they were in an incubator. Harry was going to have to make sure they put on weight. After filling out a few papers, one of the nurses offered to do some skin-to-skin contact with the twins so that they could get to know the three of them. Harry could not but be impatient with this and once prepared he settled into a seat. He was overcome with emotion, understanding how his parents had felt when Sam and him were born. He completely forgets the time, spending several minutes with his sons, one after the other. Harry knew he would place all his love in the two little beings he had taken turns holding in his arms. He was ready to lift mountains, cross the tides. Part of his mind was on you and he truly hoped he could go through life's trials with you. May your family experience all the times they deserve.

The nurse who had brought him to the nursery go up to him with a half-smile. She was sorry to disturb him during this privileged father-son moment.

"Your ... hm ... miss (y/l/n) is in the recovery room. You can go see her now"

Harry's heart burst with relief. He let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding back. The very new father nodded before placing his son in the nurse's arms so that she could put him back in the incubator. He decided to go find his family who had been waiting too long now. When he entered the waiting room, his mother and brother were still seated. Tom had his elbows on his knees, the phone in his hand. He seemed to be talking to someone. When the actor noticed his brother's presence, he spoke to him.

"Hey mate, Sam's here. Wanna talk to him? What's up? Does y/n's alright? And the twins?"

"Too much question. Give me Sam first!"

But the result was exactly the same. Sam asked the same questions as Tom and Harry winced as he tried to answer consensually.

"Hello to you too, brother. The twins are fine. I swear to God Sam, they look like a mini version of us. Two sons by the way ... y/n is fine, she's in the recovery room, I'm going see her right after that. I wanted to talk to mom and Tom first. "

"Glad to know I'm the last to know." Sam informed sarcastically.

"Hey, I was going to call you but I had to, you know ... go meet my sons. Father's job, it seems."

Sam chuckled behind his phone screen as Harry smirked in a mischievous and petty manner. He ended the call with his twin and turned to his mother and Tom. Nikki made her understand that she had heard, she seemed relieved that you were okay.

"Hey, before I go see y/n ... you want to see your grandsons ... and you, your nephew and godson, asshole."

"Harry, language" said Nikki.

"Of course I want to see my godson, stupid"

"Tom!"

The two brothers smile at each other. Just because one became a father and the other was a movie star, didn't mean they were going to change their ways. It was also their way, both of them, to decompress events. Nikki sighed in annoyance but kept quiet, too happy to meet, even only through a window, her first grandchildren. After a brief walk in front of the nursery, Harry announced that he was going to find you, leaving his family to admire your twins. They seemed so impatient to meet them in person but knew they were going to have to wait while you woke up.

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Harry entered the recovery room and walked over to your bed. You seemed to have already woken up from your artificial sleep. He grabbed your hand to give you the support you needed. A feeling of emptiness was felt in you, your gaze landed on your stomach, flatter than you had seen in recent months. Your eyes widened in panic but the reassuring pressure of Harry's hand drew your attention to him.

"They are fine, my love. They are fine. They are in an incubator in the nursery."

You burst into tears. The emotions being so strong.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I'm sorry ..."

“Hey… hey… you don't have to. You're okay… the twins are okay. And I still love you, I love you more than ever."

"Have you seen them?"

"Yes ... ugly like their father" he joked

You chuckled with a few more tears in your voice. You knew he didn't mean it, but humor was Harry's best way to decompress, and it worked on you too.

"My family is here. You scared the hell out of them. I think Sam was about to order a flight to kick your ass."

You chuckled again. It was so impressive to see the love that reigned in this family. You could never have asked for a better way to build your own family. Harry leaned over to kiss you.

"I love you, y/n. You are my world. you three are my world now"

"I love you more, Harry."

You stayed a few more days before you could get out of the hospital. You had decided to introduce the twins after their own discharge from the hospital. That's why, after almost a month of going back and forth to the nursery, you could finally bring your twins home. So you organized a little visit to Harry's parents.

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The sun was shining on London and you squeezed the doorknob of one of the maxi-cozy, Harry carrying your second son as you opened the door to the Holland family home. You were amazed at the ease with which Harry assumed his role as father. He was doing so well that you fell in love with him again.

"Is there anyone here?" He asked

"We're all in the garden, buddy!" Tom said

"You are obviously in the kitchen, dummy"

"For god's sake, Harry. Come into this fucking garden and let us see the twins!"

You let out a frank laugh as you mentally noted that you were going to have to have a conversation with Harry and his brothers about the vocabulary they were using.

You are therefore entering the garden. You noticed right away that Sam had come all the way from Scotland. Harry must have organized this with him too. You smiled, Nikki rushed over to help you with the change bags and you thanked him.

"So where is my godson?" Tom asked in the same way he did at the FFH premiere when he was looking for Jake Gyllenhal.

"Where's mine?" Sam asked too.

You approached Sam, putting the maxycosy on the table to unbuckle the seat belt and take your son in your arms. Harry was doing the same with your second baby.

"I'm happy to introduce you y/s/n"

"And there's y/s/n(2)." Harry added, so proud.

Everyone raved about the twins as you wipe away a tear, happy and proud. You were so moved by the love that reigned. Harry came to kiss you on the forehead, you closed your eyes, appeased by his gesture. The world could only turn better in his company.

"It's family portrait time!" Nikki said, her camera in her hands. "Tom, please get closer to your brother. Sam, stand next to y / n"

You all followed Nikki's instructions, who couldn't be more than happy to capture this important moment, bringing her work and family life together. You all smiled as you and Harry were in the center of the photo, carrying your twins in your arms. And at that moment, you were sure that your life could not be more beautiful than at this moment.

[subtle-edge-of-rot]

Apparently I'm giving you a little mini spam, I'm sorry, I just have thoughts

We've been over what Michael thinks of you leaving the house to go out in a little bit of a risqué outfit but what about the Sinclairs? 👀

You weren't planning on actually leaving, just pushing to see how long they would hold off on making you stay when you said you were going to go out to the town over in your salacious clothes.

You get dressed in a too short skirt and a flattering top that hugs all the best parts. When you do a cute little spin you even flash them, a pretty little smile on your lips when you then tell them you're going to go to town for some drinks or shopping. They'll admit in a heartbeat that your outfit looks great on you--everything does, but while you're wearing it all they can think about is getting you out of it and bent over the table. Surely other people would have the same thoughts, the way your thighs rub together and your shirt dips just a smidge too low.

Even better because unless you plan on running around the streets in nothing but your underwear and a shirt they never stop you or dictate what you wear but this time you plan to go out. Guys, girls and everyone inbetween will be looking at you, their partner.

-💙

Eeeek I love this and I’m gonna post it as is.

Thanks for always bringing your thoughts to my inbox 🖤